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It had been 3 days since I visited my new toy. My wife came home the day after the football game so I left the slut alone for a few days so she could heal. I felt my phone vibrate, so I checked it only to see that my wife was in the basement. She wasn’t in the room or anything but she never goes down there without me. The camera is now showing her walking into the bathroom. I pack up my things and get in my truck to head home. I’m ten minutes away when I feel another ding come through. This time, my wife was in the room with my toy. I hit the gas and headed home as quickly as I could.
When I pulled into the driveway, I went straight back to the shed and went down the stairs. As I walked into the basement, I could see that the bathroom door was open and my wife wasn’t anywhere in the main room. That meant that she was still in there. I opened the door to the room and stepped in, seeing my wife talking to my new pet. There were tears running down Emma’s face, her hands wrapped around my wives. “Hello ladies, what’s going on here?”
“Oh hi babe, poor Emma here was crying to me about helping her escape.” Emma looked up at me, her scared tear filled face transitioning to confusion. “Oh was she now?” I asked. She looked back at my wife, who’s concerned face twisted into an evil grin. “Yeah, you would of loved listening to her. I had her convinced that I was on her side and everything.” Emma’s hands ripped back as she put distance between herself and my wife “you knew?!” She laughed at Emma, clearly getting off to the hope slipping from her eyes.
My wife stood up and walked towards her, “of course I knew. We wanted a new pet to play with. Once he told me about you, I knew that we had found the right one.” Emma continued to back away from her, angry now at the betrayal. “You’re fucking sick” she snapped at my wife. My wife laughed “yes, we are. So it would be in your best interest to behave or we will make being here really painful.” Emma looked at me, then back at her. Her face scared and unsure.
“Come stand here” she told Emma. I stood there, letting the current situation proceed. Emma ignored her, just staying where she was currently standing. “If you think that you were in pain in the days following my husbands use of you, you really won’t enjoy what happens if you fail to follow direction.” Emma looked up at her, her eyebrows furrowing at my wife. “This is fucked up” she said as she moved towards her. My wife decided to ignore the response, instead moving on to tie up Emma. “Get up on here and put your hands behind your back.”
Emma crawled on top of the same contraption I started her with. Hesitantly, she kneeled on the contraptions leg holders and put her hands behind her. Once they were, my wife walked away to get a few ropes from the restraints cabinet. She returned and begin to circle around her wrists in a straight line moving up her arms. She continued wrapping all the way up until she reached her elbows. She then took another rope and leveraged it from a loop-hook on the ceiling. She looped it through the ropes tied around Emma, pulling down and forcing her arms to raise up and back. “Ow ow ow that hurts my arms” Emma cried out. “Perfect” my wife said, tying the rope to the table to keep her arms lifted.
My wife walked over to me, kissing my cheek and happily looking up at me. I smiled at her, then walked towards Emma. I slid my fingers across her feet, tickling her and watching her pained face as she wiggled around in response. I continued up her calves and thighs, gripping her legs. I looked over at my wife, “what would you like to do first?” She looked around the room, trying to decide. When I brought up this idea to my wife, she said that I could find a toy to keep so long as she could join in on torturing her as well. I had no objection to this at all.
Her eyes stopped on the gags, “I want to put a penis gag down her throat, shut her up.” I smiled at her, walking over to pick one and returning to Emma. Her mouth was closed. “Open your mouth” I told her. She glared into my eyes, upset with my command but knowing there wasn’t much she could do. Her mouth opened and I pushed in the gag, tying it in the back. She begin to take deeper breaths, adjusting to having to only breathe through her nose now. My wife clapped her hands, excited. “Okay now what, honey?” I asked.
“I think I want to watch you fuck her in the ass” she said to me. Emma whimpered, shaking her head no. My wife walked up to her, grabbing a fistful of hair and moving her head up and down to indicate yes. “See, she wants to be fucked in the ass” my wife said. I was surprised to hear such a simple response but I was happy to oblige. “Okay, why don’t you come suck my cock in front of her first. Make her watch you prepare me to fuck her asshole.” My wife moaned, getting on her knees and removing my pants.
She took my dick out of my pants, rubbing up and down on it and then using her tongue to circle the tip. She lifted my cock up and licked the bottom from my balls, to the top again. Once she reached the top, she took my entire dick in her mouth. Moving back and and forth as I grew harder and harder. My wife stopped, now just on her knees giving me a hand job. She was almost face to face with Emma. Spit built up in my wife’s mouth, so she used this as an opportunity to spit on her face. The spit landed on her forehead, dripping down her eyebrow and onto her cheek. She clinched her eyes shut, clearly disgusted.
My wife stopped rubbing my cock and turned her attention to Emma. As she did, I walked behind Emma, positioning my cock in line with her ass. My wife was holding Emma’s face, “you’re going to get fucked in the ass now and I’m going to watch the pain in your eyes as he uses you like the whore you are.” More whimpers escaped Emma, my wife laughing at her again. I pushed against her ass, feeling Emma try to pull away but groaning at the strain this caused in her arms.
My wife still looking at Emma said “no no, you can’t move or you’re going to be in more pain. Just stay still and be a good whore for my husband.” I pushed in all the way, muffled screams and squealing escaping Emma as I did. My wife gripped her face “fucking open your eyes and look at me” she told her. Emma must have opened her eyes because I continued to fuck her ass and my wife seemed to be satisfied. She slapped Emma across the face, Emma slightly moving and groaning out in pain. “How’s her ass feel?” My wife asked me. “It feels good, I think I’m going to cum.”
My wife stood up and went to grab something, returning back to me with a butt plug. She then leaned up and started to make out with me while I continued. I was so turned on. My wife had always mentioned an interest in this but seeing it play out was better than I had imagined. Kissing my hot and excited wife, combined with fucking Emma, I had to cum. I stopped kissing her and told her “I’m going to cum.” She lifted the butt plug up “cum in her ass.” I grinned, knowing exactly what she was thinking. I pushed in all the way and shot my cum into her ass. I slowly pulled out, my wife quickly sliding the butt plug in.
I slapped Emma’s ass and asked my wife “now what?” She walked over to Emma and loosened the straps on her gag and pulled it out of her mouth. Drool came spooling out after, dripping on the surface below and onto Emma’s chin. My wife then grabbed a bucket and went to the bathroom. I took a seat in a chair in front of Emma, waiting. I heard the bath turn on and the sound of the water change from hitting the ceramic shower to the plastic bucket. The water turned off and my wife returned and placed it on the table in front of Emma. She then walked to the side of her and untied her arms from the ceiling rope.
Emma’s arms fell, landing on her back. A relief exhale escaped Emma and then silence. My wife returned to the front, looking at Emma. “What? You’re not going to tell me thank you for removing the gag and letting your arms down?” Emma’s face changed to fear, not realizing that this would be expected. Before Emma had a chance to respond, my wife’s hand came to the back of her head and pushed it into the bucket. Emma begin to struggle, water bubbling up the sides of her head.
My wife let go and Emma’s head flew out of the water. She coughed and spit up the water, trying to catch up to what was happening. “We will break you eventually. One day we are going to walk in here and you’re going to be such a good obedient slut. It may take some time, but we will have fun breaking you none the less so we don’t care how long it takes.” She pushed Emma’s head back into the water, holding it there again for a few seconds until she begin to wiggle around again. Releasing her grip again, Emma emerged from the bucket. “Tell me your a good obedient slut” my wife demanded.
“No, I won’t be saying that” Emma told her. My wife put her head back in the water, this time holding her there a little longer. She released her, giving her a few seconds to compose herself. “Say it.” Emma shook her head no, this again only resulting in her head in the water. Once again her head came out of the water “okay okay” Emma said crying. “What’s that slut?” My wife asked. “I’m a good slut” Emma said quickly. “Babe, is that what I told her to say?” I looked at Emma and back at my wife “no, I don’t believe it is.” Emma’s eyes widened “No no plea-“ her pleading cutting off as her head was pushed under water.
Above water again my wife demanded that she remember and say the correct thing. “I’m a good obedient slut” Emma finally said. “See, that wasn’t so bad” my wife said to her. She picked up the bucket and moved it into the bathroom, returning again. She walked over to Emma “no more water, because you did what you were told. See what being a good girl does for you?” Emma nodded her head up and down, understanding what my wife was saying. “Good girl. Now I’m going to sit in front of you on this contraption and you’re going to lick my pussy until I cum.” Emma again nodded her head, obediently and silently. My wife removed her clothing and got onto my contraption, spreading her legs. Emma immediately leaned forward and begin to lick her. I was surprised by the change in attitude, but I wouldn’t complain.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xndoom/personal_yoga_teacher_part_five_kidnapped_pet
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