As I sat in the middle of the room on the stool, seven well dressed me stared at me. My two blackmailers approached me and grabbed my arms. They picked me up to my feet and then raised my arms up. I was quickly strapped into a bar. Helpless and naked, I struggled against my binds.
“Now now, Mrs Carter. That won’t work. You will be obedient. Everyone always learns to be obedient. The mysterious man on my left look behind him and a light came on. Under the light was Ben.
Next to Ben was a man in a leather BDSM outfit. “Ben, suck that dick” commanded the mysterious man that was clearly in charge.
Ben looked at me with fear in his eyes, “Yes sir” escaped his quivering lips before he turned and took the semi erect member in his mouth. He was working it over like a girl pleasing her man.
I was shocked. Ben showed no signs of being gay. I looked at the man in charge and he could see the fear and shock in my face.
“You have a choice here. You can be a good girl. You can do as you are told. And then you can go. Or you can stay until we break you like Ben over there.” Just then the man pulled out of Ben’s mouth and moved behind him.
Ben, sobbing as he said it “Please sir, I need your dick.” I couldn’t watch, so I closed my eyes, but I could hear Ben moan as his request was granted.
I overted my eyes and said words that I couldn’t believe I was saying; “I’ll be a good girl and do whatever you want.”
“Oh no slut, that’s not good enough. You have to ask us…no…beg us to fuck you like the white that you are.'”
Just then, from behind, the familiar feeling of a.vibe was pushing against me. Instinctively, I spready legs. Instantly I regretted it, but it was too little too late. The vibe was shoved inside me. It didn’t help that I was still wet from my pole dance.
A moan escaped my mouth. I was embarrassed at how great it felt, which only made the experience more exciting. Every second the vibe was pulsating inside me I was driven further from my self conscious nudity and arousal and closer to my need to cum.
“Look at her boss! She’s ready already!” Came a.vpice from my right. I looked at him. Then I noticed the same.familiar silhouette behind him. Before I could recognize the figure, it hit me. In front of these seven men and the familiar silhouette, I had a powerful orgasm. So powerful that all inhibition left me. I moaned and writhed. More importantly I enjoyed every moment.
When my body came down from the organic high, the vibe was removed. My exhausted body could barely hold my head up. When two well polished dress shoes came into view, I looked up and found his eyes. His smug face simply stared at me. I knew what he wanted. “Please sir, I need all your cocks. Please take me.”
He nodded and signaled to someone. Before I knew it, a pillory was brought before me. My arms were lowered and my head and arms were secured in the medieval device.
As I sat there, helpless and horny, I couldn’t help but assess all the men as they undressed. Most guys were average, but two guys were so big I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to take them.
What was happening to me. I actually wanted them. All of them. What would my husband say if he saw me?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xrpley/getting_it_back_a_cheating_wifes_story_part_3