Caught in the Act- Part Two (m/f) (mild BSDM) ( Non-consensual)

In absolutely every scenario I can think of, a good husband would rush to his wife right after she faints. Hell, a good husband would at least try and catch her the second he realizes she’s about to pass out. I left Ellen on the floor as I walked to the refrigerator to grab a beer.

We had both left the normal loving couple in the rear view mirror. She a month or so before beginning an affair and me today documenting her extramarital activities the way a scientist might observe an animal displaying a new behavior.

I’m back in my comfortable overstuffed chair with my fresh beer when she starts to come around. There were no visible injuries as she stands up and walks over to the matching chair. I glance over to make sure the DVD video of them in the motel is paused with her frozen in time sucking Frank’s dick.“You want to tell me how this began.” I say in a surprisingly calm tone.

Ellen takes a moment to compose herself. She’s an attorney after all, not only that I’ve lived with long enough to know how she thinks, or I thought I did.

“We didn’t mean for this to happen.” She finally says looking away from me.

“Those are meaningless words,” I reply taking a swing from my beer. “Didn’t mean to happen covers a single oopsy that accidentally occurs once. It’s more than obvious you guys have been pounding it out for maybe a month.”

Ellen’s really off her balance, in any other argument she would be on the attack. Even something as monumentally fucked as me finding out she’s having an affair. It doesn’t take a degree in logic for me to realize she never once considered the possibility I would find out.Time to press the attack.

“Come on counsellor,” I say sneering, “I know you have a reason justifying your actions. You just didn’t think my stupid ass would figure things out, much less catch you! Here’s the thing bitch, I’ve got you both dead to rights, I can ruin your career and totally destroy Frank. I remembered from the Christmas Party his wife is a doctor and I know just as sure as bears take steamy shits in the forest, she will take him for every goddamn cent!”

“We had been working together for weeks.” I finally hear Ellen whisper. “We would talk and one thing lead to another. I didn’t mean for this to happen, honestly John, I never wanted to hurt you.”

“Do you love him?” I ask feeling the rage building.Ellen hesitates and looks away again.

“Yes…no…I don’t know. It’s mostly a mental attraction. We deal with the same problems and issues at work, and sometimes that pressure causes people to cross lines.”

“Just because I know how you spew bullshit for a living, I’m going with your first answer.” I say feeling the rage breaking through. “There’s an email with plenty of pictures and the video that will automatically be sent to Frank’s wife in the morning.”

“Please don’t do that,” Ellen pleads getting down on her knees. “Frank has small children and they love their father. Please don’t ruin their lives for something we did.”

“Do you actually think I give a damn?” I say standing up. “Wait a minute,” I say remembering a piece of information Ellen told me last year’s Christmas Party, “you told me Frank has political ambitions. That’s why you fell for him?” I say looking down at my wife.

“Please John, don’t do anything that could destroy so many peoples’ lives.” Ellen says as she puts her hands together as if in prayer.

The rage is still burning and now I feel a surge of power. “Time to see how far you’ll go to protect your fuck boy savior.” I say unbuckling my belt then undoing my pants. “You were damn near a maestro sucking his dick today in the motel room, my dear. Let’s see you do a repeat performance on your husband.”

I take out my already semi-erect dick and present it to her. Ellen looks up at me in both fear and a little bit of awe. There is a horrible myth perpetuated about woman by asshole males that says you can’t treat women with the respect and dignity. That after millions of years of being dominated by males, most females deep down want to be controlled and treated like property. To treat them equally is to invite a bitch to backstab you the first moment you look weak in their eyes.

Never believed that bullshit, nor wanted to, I was raised better than that. But after today and getting my worst fears confirmed, there might be some truth to it.I’ll be damned but after cornering in her lies and deceit Ellen is looking at my growing dick like its a religious icon.

“Ticktock bitch,” I say, “that email is still sitting in my inbox. Give me reason to not stop it from being automatically sent and ruin your careers and his family life in the process.”

Ellen leans and immediately starts slurping on my shaft. She takes it deep down her throat and I can fill how her mouth is being flooded with warm saliva. Her tongue is twirling around my dick as her lips provide a soft seal as her head bobs back and forth. The feeling is glorious, I admit, but it hasn’t dampened my rage.

I use both my hands to grab her hair and pull her heads all the way to my balls. She gags but I don’t give a damn. Ellen doesn’t fight, she knows I control her and could easily end her comfortable existence.

She just looks up at me with abject surrender in her eyes. I then take further control and move her head backwards and forward in a rapid motion. Ellen isn’t really a person now, just a glorified sex object.

I only release her to fall to the floor when I believe she’s about to pass out. That’s the time my own load pops with me sending ropes of cum straight into her face.

“I hope you’re satisfied,” she says coughing while wiping my jiz from her face.

“Not in the least,” I respond, “we’re over but tonight I own you body and soul.”

I grab Ellen by the arms and pull her up. She’s wearing a casual blouse and pants, a change from the outfit she left the house this morning. I grab the front of her blouse and rip it off, the bra goes next falling to the floor. “Lets go to the bedroom, dear. You have another job to do.”We get to the bedroom and I push her onto her side of the bed. “Strip goddamn it, and be quick.”

Ellen quickly comes out of her pants and panties leaving them on the floor. I reach into her nightstand and pull out another bottle of the fruity lube she used on Frank today.

“On your stomach,” I yell in a demented voice. Ellen complies as I strip naked and pop the top on the lube. “You gave Frank everything today but one thing,” I say to her, “I’m taking that last thing.”

Ellen is looking back at me biting her lip, whether in fear or anticipation or a little of both I don’t know or care. She knows what’s coming and my power over her prevents any protest.

I spread her legs apart and apply the lube to her asshole. My lubed index finger even probes her tight hole and I hear a gasp. I see goosebumps appearing on her ass and thighs, could she be excited?

Without warning I quickly shove my dick into her highly lubed but unprepared ass. Ellen screams and grips the bed sheets in a similar manner to when Frank was eating her pussy.

“Goddamn you, John,” she screeches. But I don’t care, I’m thrusting slowly at first penetrating deeper picking up the pace as I go.

I feel Ellen’s body relax and hear a small moan escape her mouth. “I hate you,” she whispers before a louder moan come from her mouth.

My thrusts are slow and deep, I could literally do this all night. I start playing with Ellen’s clit and get back a sudden gasp from her. When you live with and fuck the same person for seven years you know when they are enjoying something. I can feel Ellen’s body building to orgasm, and its going to be big.

“Please don’t stop,” she whimpers. “I’ll do anything you want, just please don’t stop.”

It takes some maneuvering, but with my left hand I push three of my fingers into her drenched pussy while my right hand stays on her right butt check to maintain control. Her body is beginning to shudder leading up to orgasm.

Ellen gasps and I feel her pussy and ass spasm uncontrollably. “Oh my god, I’m coming!” She screams as her body goes into a near convulsion. I can’t clearly see her face but I’d bet money I beat the orgasm Frank gave her earlier.

I then blow my own load into her ass. There is no love or kindness here, it was pure animal passion. Ellen seems to pass out and remains unmoving except for her breathing. I pull out from her body and stand there for a moment watching my cum start to seep out of her ass.

I’m not proud of myself, I loved this woman once. But now, I can’t say I would throw her a life vest if I saw her drowning. After today, I have no idea if Ellen ever really loved me, and as of now, well she’d probably try to kill me if I didn’t possess so much damning information on her and Frank.

That just leaves the next step. I move around the bed and see that Ellen is conscious, she’s just weak.

“Sorry honey,” I say, “you’ve got one more thing to endure.”

I turn her around and over on her back. Strips of cloth tie her hands together above her head and then to the front end of the bed frame. I spread her legs and repeat the process at the back corners. There is a worried look on her face but I can tell her body is still recovering from the orgasm I gave her.

Next comes the items from the third drawer of her nightstand. Two decent sized battery powered vibrating dildos. I lube them both up and insert one in her pussy and the other back in her asshole after making sure they both have fresh, strong batteries.

“No, John,” she says, “this is going much too far.”

“Come one, honey,” I say sarcastically, “you’ve always been a bit of a freaky-freak. This is just me finally manning up enough to actually push that envelope.”

The on/off buttons are at the end of each of the dildos. One click sets the devices on low power. I now hear a low hum and Ellen’s body tenses up. Time to send some files to Frank, and for Ellen’s sake, I hope he calls.

I use my cell phone to send Frank both the video and some of the pictures of them at the motel along with my phone number. I don’t have to wait long for Frankie-boy to call me.

“Who the Hell are you?” Frank asks after calling my number.

“Yeah, I didn’t think my number would be familiar. But Frankie-boy we met and even talked for a few minutes at your firm’s last Christmas party.” I say looking over at Ellen whose breathing is becoming quite fast with both vibrators applying constant stimulation to her body. I was hoping for more noise from Ellen during the phone call. But she seem intent on just enduring the last phase of her trials.

“I still have no idea who you are but you’ll regret causing me trouble.” He hisses into the phone. Oh Frankie-boy believes he holds the upper hand.

“Well Frank, I’m the husband of the woman you spent your lunch break fucking today. And I have the files I just sent you ready to be emailed to your wife’s work account along with several members of your firm and the newspapers and local television stations.”

“Frank!” Ellen suddenly cries out as the first of the battery-powered orgasms hits her.

I reach over and hit the control buttons on both vibrators punching them up to medium power. She then lets out a low moan of pleasure as the cycle begins again.

“Oh my god,” Franks says over the phone, “what are you doing to her?”

“My wife is quite fine, in fact we’ve been making up for lost time this evening. In fact I’d go as far to say I made her cum just a few minutes ago far better than your romp in the motel today.”

“What do you want?” Frank asks understanding what my phone call is all about.

We agree to him giving me three-million dollars and that while he would never possess the video and pictures of his afternoon romp with Ellen, I will bow quietly out of their lives forever. Of course, Frank goes through the motions of saying he didn’t have three million dollars, I remind him that someone with his rich political friends and elite benefactors should be able to call in favors.

Every time Frank gets obstinate, Ellen has another conveniently loud orgasm. Funny thing, never once did Frank seem overly concerned about my wife’s actual welfare. It was always more about protecting his ambitions and position than that of his lover. I hoped Ellen picked up on that but she was more occupied with the vibrators up her pussy and ass.

The last thing on the agenda was letting Frank know that if anything happened to me the files would automatically be sent to everyone I mentioned. That me staying alive, free, and happy was the only way for him to realize his dream of climbing the political ladder of power. I was just going to be an inconvenient cost he would need to factor in.

With us both in agreement and the details of how I would get my money ironed out, we end the phone call. I then cut the bonds tying Ellen to the bed. She is a physical wreck and just curls up in a ball after pulling out the vibrators. For a moment I feel a spark of pity for the woman I once loved.

I leave her on the bed and close the door one the way out. I don’t say a word about how unconcerned Frank was about her condition. It was always about him and his ambitions.

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Several months go by and I’m living in my new apartment enjoying life after Frank got me the required three-million dollars. I have my own friends and I slowly launder the money into my bank account to make it clean.

I don’t speak to Ellen during the divorce, she’s far too busy being Frank’s campaign manager during his run for Congress. As far as I’m concerned she is the last person I ever want to speak with or see again. That is until I turn on the evening new one night.

The scene is outside Frank’s campaign headquarters where more cops than I can count are swarming the building. The sea of people suddenly part like the Red Sea with Moses on the shore. The cameras focus in on a handcuffed Frank and Ellen with the reporter saying the two were being arrested. That Frank’s wife had reported him to the FBI with an investigation showing how the aspiring lawyer was already taking bribes and arranging deals before even being elected to congress.

The reporter goes on to say that wiretaps and seized documents had literally caught him and his lover in the act of committing dozens of federal crimes. That the US attorneys involved wouldn’t even begin to consider pleas deals with the two.

I laughed my ass off for the rest of the night.

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