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Out of Town Visitor, Part 1 [41M/39F/37F] [BDSM] [Bi] [Cheat] [Con NC] [Exhib] [Femdom] [Humil] [M-Solo] [F-Solo] from Erotica
I awoke groggy after a restless night of sleep. Every time I could feel the Sandman tugging at my eyelids, my thoughts was filled with the events that had recently transpired. Debbie’s words also took purchase in my weary mind. What kind of punishment could I expect? My cock stiffened at the possibilities and my sleep was interrupted yet again.
7:15. I better get up.
The cold water hit my skin as I turned on the shower. Debbie and Audrey must have already had their turns as the water did not warm over the next few minutes. I embraced the chill as it helped ease the tension I was feeling. I was not prepared for what was waiting for me downstairs.
Did Audrey know someone was outside her door? She must have. I really need to get the floors fixed.
I finished getting ready in a daze. The familiarity of my morning routine got me through it quickly. I needed to get to the kitchen to say goodbye.
I stopped outside my bedroom door and glanced at the guest suite across the hall. The sheets were pulled from the bed and stacked in a neat pile on the floor. I knew that I would be doing dirty things with the linens before I washed them.
The sounds of conversation from the kitchen broke me from my musing and I made my way downstairs. I paused just before the last step, took a breath, and stepped into sight.
“There you are, sleepyhead,” Debbie jibed. “We were about to leave.”
“And I didn’t want to go without saying goodbye,” Audrey added.
“Sorry, I didn’t get a lot of sleep,” I replied in apology.
“Yeah, me either,” Aubrey said. “I thought I heard a noise outside.”
My heart sank. Here we go…
“It was probably just the neighbors, they can be noisy,” Debbie chimed in, a knowing smirk on her face. “But we really need to get going so I’ll to have time to drop you off at the convention center before I head to work.”
“Ok, let’s go. And are sure you’re ok with taking me to the airport later?” Aubrey asked.
“Of course! I would be happy to,” Debbie said.
“Well, it was so good to see you!” Aubrey approached me arms out wide for a hug. “Hopefully I can stay longer next time.”
I returned the gesture and we met. She squeezed me hard, pressing her chest into me. Images of last night flooded my thoughts. My cock began to rise. This time I did not retreat.
I squeezed her back, pulling her in even closer.
“It was great to see you too. I’m bummed that your meeting is only one day,” I said.
“Yeah, me too. But it was so great seeing you. Maybe next time, I’ll get to see more,” she replied softly into my ear.
I pulled back from the hug and looked at her. She smiled and gave a sly wink.
“Ok, let’s head out. I don’t want to make you late for work.”
Debbie came over and gave me a hug and kiss. Her hand subtly grabbed my cock and squeezed.
“Love you, see you this evening,” she said.
I watched them retreat out the garage door, caught off guard but Audrey’s comment and Debbie’s brazen act.
I adjusted my pants, grabbed a cup of coffee, and headed to my office to start working. I needed the distraction to keep my mind off my upcoming punishment.
It didn’t work.
***
My phone chimed. I grabbed it off the desk and looked. A text from Debbie.
“Get out the box and prepare the bed,” it read.
I knew exactly what that meant.
I looked at the clock. It was 4:30 on a Friday. I decided I was done with work and ready for play.
I shut down my PC and headed to my bedroom closet. Up in the back left corner was a black box. I grabbed it and took it into the bedroom.
I opened up the box and took a moment to appreciate its contents. The glint of polished chrome stood out among the twists of black leather. I pulled out the hand and wrist cuffs and set them gently to the side. Next, I took out the harness and held it up against my body. I hoped that she would let me wear it this time. I set it aside and grabbed the last few items.
I stripped the cotton sheets off our bed and replaced them with the waterproof ones I had pulled from the box. I tied the restraints to the bedframe and gave them a firm tug to ensure the knots would hold.
I stepped back and snapped a picture of my handiwork to Debbie.
“Good boy” she replied.
“Strip. Blindfold. Now.”
I did as I was told. I pulled my work shirt off followed by my pants and boxers. I was relieved to be out of the constraints of my clothes and in my preferred state of undress.
I positioned myself in the middle of the bed and pulled on the black blindfold.
Then I began to wait.
I heard the low rumble of the garage door opening beneath me. My heart began to beat in anticipation. My cock began to rise.
A few long minutes passed before I heard Debbie enter the room.
“I see you followed my instructions. Good boy,” she said. “Are you ready for some fun?”
I nodded vigorously in affirmation.
“Too bad,” she laughed. “You’ve been bad and are going to have to wait a little longer.”
One by one she grabbed my extremities and locked them tight in the restraints. I pulled against them knowing that I was held firmly in place.
“I’m going to go have a drink or two while you sit here and think about what you did last night,” she whispered into my ear. “Dirty boy, jacking off outside your friend’s door. All while your wife was lying in bed. I hope you enjoyed thinking about Aubrey’s tits because you aren’t going to be able to see or feel mine for a long, long time.”
I whimpered in response, lost in the sweet agony.
“One more thing before I go…”
I felt her slide on some headphones. Soon my ears were filled with the sound of white noise.
Sensory deprivation. I knew then I was in for a special night.
The minutes passed. I became ever more aware of the sensations of my naked body. The cuffs strapped tight to my wrists and ankles itched slightly as the material rubbed against my skin. The sheet below me gradually warmed as I sank into the depths of the mattress. My heart fluttered in longing for more.
I lay there exposed for what seemed to be an eternity.
My foot jumped as I felt something new. The softness of a feather began to flow against my sole. I tried to pull away but the straps held fast. I knew my torture was beginning.
The feather began to wander its way across my flesh. First along my toes, one at a time. Then it moved to the top of my foot and gradually moved inch by inch up my leg. My body spasmed in response and I let out a low gasp.
The feather moved excruciatingly slow as it made its way to my erect cock. It finally arrived as it meandered its way across my balls, along my shaft, to finally swirl slowly at the head.
It took ages to arrive but only moments to leave. The feather was quickly pulled away. I thought perhaps Debbie was done with it but no, the feather hit my skin again and was pulled across my sensitive stomach. I cried out and pulled against all four restraints. I tried with all my strength to get away from the menacing tickle. I even resorted to begging.
“Please, no more!”
But my pleas went unanswered as the feather continued its journey across my belly and up to my chest. It made lazy circles around my nipples before mercifully being withdrawn again.
I finally relaxed and sunk back into the comfort of the bed. It didn’t last.
Searing pain yanked me out of my reprieve as a flogger violently struck my left leg, only inches from my cock.
I screamed.
I jerked against my restraints.
The flogger came down again.
And again.
And again.
I thrashed against the bed, anticipating each strike but not knowing where it would land.
This was the punishment that Debbie had promised. That I deserved.
My mind flashed with what had led me to this beautiful agony. Openly gawking at my friend’s breasts. Violating her privacy by listening at the door while she pleasured herself. What a pervert I am.
I wanted more. And I got it.
A hard hit against my chest. I could feel every stand of the flogger every time it made contact with my skin. Heat rose as the blood rushed to the damaged areas. Yet my dick hardened even more.
My body pulled against its entrapment. My head jerked forward leaving the headphones behind on the bed. The sudden silence was deafening.
I looked toward the room but only seeing the blackness of the blindfold.
“Please stop, mistress. I need a break,” I begged.
“What do you think? Should we stop?” came Debbie’s reply.
…We!?
The blindfold was pulled down. As my eyes got used to the sudden light, I saw Audrey standing over me, the flogger in her hand.
Debbie rose from the chair in the corner and made her way to the side of the bed. My mind raced to process what I was seeing.
“You can probably guess that Audrey decided to stay,” she said.
“I figured I came all this I might as well stay the weekend,” Audrey responded.
“And it was Audrey’s privacy that you invaded so who better to dole out your punishment.”
I sat there in shock, mouth gaping.
Debbie was dressed in her favorite lingerie. A purple and black basque complemented by fishnet stocking. Her hair was pulled in a tight ponytail. Audrey was similarly dressed in a jet-black corset laced tightly across her chest. Neither outfit could contain their pale breasts that spilled generously over the top of their bodices.
Debbie stopped next to Audrey and put her arm around her waist.
“You’re ours for the next two days,” she cooed. “You will serve us in any way we ask. Is that understood?”
“Yes, mam,” I replied meekly.
“Good,” Audrey said. She leaned in close, and I felt her chest graze against mine.
I could smell the sweetness of wine on her breath as her hand touched my thigh and slowly made its way up.
“You’ve been a naughty boy…” Her hand reached my dick and balls, and she clutched them in her grip, her long nails digging into my tender parts. “And you WILL make it up to me.”
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