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Click hereIt took a couple of rounds before Jenn was satisfied with the results. They released me from the chair only to secure me again to the bench. This time she unlocked my cock from its prison and invited all of the women to tease me but not let me cum.
She laid a couple of feathers on the table and encouraged the women to torment me. Jenn gave me a blow job that drove me to the edge of climax before stopping and allowing me to cool off. A couple of the women took the feathers and ran them along my shaft. I was begging for relief but none came.
Lori masturbated me bringing me to the verge of shooting before squeezing my balls and preventing my ejaculation. Over and over she repeated her torture until I told her I would do anything she asked if she'd let me cum.
"Anything?" she asked. "Would you be my slave for the next three months?"
I shook my head no so she continued the erotic torture.
For the next ninety minutes they teased me. Even Ruth and her sister helped out,
It was after midnight when Jenn escorted the women to the door. I had the worst case of blue balls in the history of mankind. Jenn was naked when she returned. She straddled the bench and impaled herself on my cock in a single stroke. I shot in less than a minute. I had never cum like this before. It just seemed to spurt wave after wave. I was still erect when I finished.
"Do you want to cum again?" Jennifer asked.
"God yes!" I replied.
"Then you have to eat what you sowed to make room for more." She replied as she planted her sex on my mouth.
Minutes later I was tied spread eagle to our bed. Jenn was riding my cock and every time I came she'd straddle my face and make me eat her out. She continued until my cock couldn't function. The last two or three orgasms weren't productive. She had milked me dry and I was exhausted.
- COMMENTS
The story is still good from a certain prospective, but it did pretty much go off a cliff. This was suppose to be about adding spice to their marriage, but what I’m seeing is a husband being abused while turned into a whore for other women…not much love or sex with Jenn. The story lost me with all the spankings from so many different women and many strangers…why would a wife put her husband in danger that way when she’s not there to protect him. I see what the writer is trying to do, but this chapter lost some eroticism.
I suppose there are sickos who get into this pain-fueled humiliation but the wife is such an unloving turd to perpetuate,let alone to even allow the way the man she supposedly loves is treated.And if she gets her off ,she's even sicker than her hapless hubby! ~ By the way,I always form visions in my mind of what each character looks and sounds like in any story I read. Ethel strikes me as a fat slob,with a voice like a fog-horn whose twat has people humming the tune ,"The Shrimp Boats Are Coming" whenever she gets on the elevator.
Why the fuck would any guy agree to wear a cock cage?!
Jenn is one mean bitch the wasy she allows others to physically really hurt her husband! And forcing him to drink piss from the source of several women is going to far! What's next,having him eat shit brownies from their assholes?!
This saga (or should that "soggy"?) has a whole bunch of chapters so when is he going to have a chance to get even? He could start by pulling out Jenn's cunt hairs,one by one.Then he could fuck her up the poop shoot and piss up there after cumming. Let's not forget a little scat where he shits on her face,makes her swallow the big turds and then smears the rest all over her face and tits.
Hopefully future chapters will move away from cross-dressing,water sports,and spanking and get into the kinkier aspects of real sex!
Why would he? He's making the money. Just move away and be done with the nonsense. The woman have NO control in this mess. None.