Hotwife Chapter 3A The Continuation Of My Hotwife s Weekend
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“What the Fuck?” the woman yelled out. “You come into my shop, wasting my time and you have no money?”
“Well” I quickly tried to calm her down. “We have no money with us, yet we do have money. After all, look at how she’s dressed, her hair, her makeup. We have money… just not with us now.”
“Look at how she’s dress” laughed the woman… “you mean how she’s NOT dressed. Maybe you’re both just some kind of kinky couple into game playing!”
“Well” I again tried to think quickly on my feet, “That may be true…. Perhaps we ARE a kinky couple… but that doesn’t change the fact that we DO want to get her pierced with those bells and we happen to have no money with us. I could always bring cash by tomorrow?” hoping for that scenario.
“No fucking way” the woman said, “I don’t extend credit.”
The woman now turned her attention to my beautiful whore of a wife, who continued to sexily smile the entire time, her thighs now only modestly parted.
“But I might be willing to arrange a loan, of some type,” the woman said while lightly tracing the curves of my wife’s hourglass-shaped waist. “But I would need two things…..”
“Yes?” I asked, excitedly.
“I would need something in the form of a ‘good faith’ gesture now”, the woman said in a very serious tone, “and then some type of collateral, to ensure that you do, in fact, return with the money tomorrow.”
“I see” trying to muster-up my best negotiating poker-face. “And what might that good faith gesture look like?” I asked.
The woman’s fingers now disappeared between my wife’s folds as my wife gasped, her head went back and her eyes closed.
“I think that you know.” Said the woman. “Close and lock the door” the woman said to the rather large guy, still holding the display case.
He smiled, turned to leave the room and I heard the front door being locked, bolted and several lights then went out in the front of the shop.
“You can go sit out front with him.” the woman said, “or since you just might be kinky” the woman added with a little laugh, “feel free to have a seat and watch.”
The woman then leaned down and began passionately kissing my wife, who was returning the expression of lust. I watched as the woman’s fingers slowly disappeared into my wife’s now-soaked pussy and the woman began roughly finger-fucking her as they made-out. The woman suddenly broke the kiss and removed her fingers.
“I gotta taste you, bitch” proclaimed the woman, “I gotta taste you NOW!”
The woman walked to the end of the table, grabbed my wife by her legs and quickly pulled her to the end of the table. She rolled a stool over, took a seat, leaned in and began roughly tonging my wife’s dripping pussy. Both woman began to moan their individual approvals. As the woman noisily licked my wife’s dripping snatch, she easily slide one of her finger’s up my wife’s ass.
“oh” said the woman, “a 3-hole whore.” The woman asked, her mouth covered with my wife’s juices. “I could tell by the way that you sucked my tongue that you give great head. Then the way that your asshole just opened right up…. You’re definitely a 3-hole whore, aren’t you? Answer me, bitch?”
“Aren’t all good whore’s” replied my wife, with a confident smile, “3-hole whores?”
“Don’t you fucking move” spit out the woman, as she hurriedly turned and left the room.
“Do I make you proud?” my wife, spread out on the table in front of me asked. “Do you still want to fuck me?”
“I’m not sure that you have time for me anymore” I smugly replied.
“You’re probably right” my wife replied with a knowing smile. “Now that I’m Connie’s whore.”
Just then, the woman returned with a strap on and a very devious smile. She quickly pulled down her jeans, pulled up the harness and then lined up the tip of the dildo to my wife’s still-drippy pussy.
“This is still ‘good faith” you know” the woman said to me, my wife or us both. “The collateral comes later.”
With that, the woman grabbed my wife’s knees and slammed all the way into her wet center. My wife let out a groan that was either sincere or a whore-like sound affect, but either way, it drew the attention of the large man and he entered to room and stood next to me as together we watched my wife take a very hard fucking from this sexy woman. After a few minutes of slamming into my wife, and my wife’s groans filling to room, the woman wearing the strap-on yelled out.
“Come, you miserable cunt” the woman yelled, “Come on the dildo so that I can fuck you in the ass.”
The large man standing beside me then unbuckled his pants and dropped them to his ankles.
“I get her next, right?” he asked, as he slowly stroked his cock.
“Once I’m done” the woman replied. “once I’m done.” As she continued humping into my wife’s body. My wife then climaxed, or at least, pretended too. I could no longer t the difference.
“”Lift your knees higher” ordered the woman, “I want that welcoming asshole of yours.”
My wife raised her knees more, looking every bit like the whore that she now was. The woman slid over a foot stool, climbed up on it and took aim with the strap-on to my wife’s smaller hole. The dildo, still slick with my wife’s juices easily began to disappear into my wife’s rectum as the large man slowly stoked his cock. The ass-fuck seemed to take a very long time as my wife was now genuinely moaning her approval. Her subsequent orgasm was obvious as her cum escaped her spasming pussy. The woman withdrew, pulled off the harness and then went to the head of the table, climbed up and over my wife and settled down.
“Yes” said the woman, “we are still in the good faith portion of the loan process. Make both of us come and then we’ll move to the collateral stage.”
With those words, the woman settled her smooth pussy down over my wife’s mouth as the large man stepped between my wife’s legs and boldly thrusted into pussy. Fortunately, the woman was very worked up and seemed to cum quickly. That triggered the large man and he too announced his impending orgasm. As they both calmed, they remained where they were, she on my wife’s face and him inside of her.
“now to the collateral stage” the woman said with a wicked smile. “Did you bring a driver’s license with you? I mean you wouldn’t drive without one, would you?”
“Yes” I replied. “Yes, I do have one with me.”
The woman climbed off my wife, leaving my wife’s face covered with her cum. She held out her one hand, as if asking for my driver’s license and reached for her cell phone, flipped to the camera-mode. I assumed that she was going to take a picture of my license, so I gave it to her. She took my license and then raised the phone.
“I’ll hold on to your license,” the woman said, “until you return tomorrow with the money.”
“So, leaving you my license is the collateral part?” I asked, in a defeated tone. “So can we get on with the piercings?” I continued, taking notice that it was 8:30 and we needed to return by 10:00.
“It’s part of the collateral” the woman replied with smile and turning to look at the large man who was still inside my wife. “Drop to you knees and lick him clean as he pulls out of your whore.” The woman was now holding her phone up, as if to take a picture. “This picture of you sucking him, your wife in the background, along with me holding your Driver’s license, should guarantee that you’ll come back tomorrow with the $500.”
“$500? I asked. “I thought it was $350.”
“I thought so” the woman barked. “You’re more concerned about the price than with you sucking his dick.”
“No, I am... about that too.” I stammered, “It’s just that you said $350.”
“That was for payment tonight.” The woman replied. “It’s $500 if I have to wait until tomorrow. Now get on your knees and suck him clean…”
I just nodded, walked over beside the man who was still nestled inside my wife’s pussy, dropped to my knees and waited as he pulled out of my wife. As he turned, his limb dick covered in a mixture of juices, I opened my mouth and heard the woman taking several pictures with her phone…..
There I was, on my knees and sucking the limp-cock of the large man who had just fucked my wife. My wife, who was dressed as a whore, casually watched… all while this dominant woman who was about to pierce my wife’s nipples, documented my oral talents with her phone camera.
“That’s it Honey” said the woman, “suck him good. He hasn’t had a good fuck like the one that your wife just gave him, in months!” she added with a laugh. “Then turn your attention to your dripping whore-of-a-wife while I get the needles ready.”
I used that as my cue to spit his nasty cock out of my mouth and move over to my ife. She was, in fact, VERY drippy – both her cum and his, I imagined. I lapped at her as the woman prepared my wife’s nipples for the requested service. Once my wife was sufficiently clean, I sttod to watch.
The woman first used a black pen to mark each ide of my wife’s nipples, ensuring symmetry. Once she was pleased with the visual placement of the dots, she used a long pair of tongs to capture my wife’s left nipple. The tongs had holes in each side and the woman then inserted a long needle \into the opening in the one side of the tong, THROUGH my wife’s left nipple and out the other side of the tong.
“Finger her asshole” the woman said to the large guy who was zipping up his pants.
He roughly inserted his middle finger up my wife’s asshole. The woman looked at me and spoke:
“Keeps her mind off the pain in her nipple.” The woman said, with a wink. “I usually just give the client time to breath and get used to it, but I figured that your wife can take much more than this.”
She nodded and the large man withdrew his finger. The woman removed the tongs and then chased the needle with an open sided gold loop. She then got one of the bells, placed it on the loop and then, aided by another plier-type tool, squeezed the loop closed, capturing the bell onto my wife’s left nipple. She repeated the process with my wife’s right nipple, yet once the needle was inserted, she told ME to finger my wife’s asshole. I did it with pleasure.
“You like that?” the woman asked me.
“I do” was all that I could reply.
“Wait till you fuck her” said the woman, “and the sounds of the bells fill the room. You’ll LOVE it.”
The woman then nodded to me. I removed my finger and the woman then finished inserting the ring, the bell and then squeezing the ring closed.
“Sit up” said the woman to my wife. She did as she was told. The woman then shook one of my wife’s shoulders and the bells each rang-out.
“See?” said the woman, “her fucking will never sound the same again.”
The woman then turned her attention to me:
“You be here tomorrow night at this time with the $500 cash…” the woman said, “or pictures of you sucking cock will be mailed to each of your neighbors… I have your Driver’s license with your address, remember?”
“I’ll be here” I said in a very defeated tone, “with the cash.”
I quickly got my wife’s trench coat and helped her out to the car.
“How was it?” I asked my wife.
“How do you THINK it was?” my wife snapped back. “I was fucked in both holes by a sadistic bitch, forced to lick her to cum on my face, fucked by a fat guy who hadn’t showered in Gog-knows how long, had needles pushed through my nipples whole my ass was fingered. How the fuck do you think it was?”
We naturally drove back to Connie’s in silence. Once there, a 9:45pm, a different woman opened to door and we were shown inside. This woman slipped my wife’s coat off and held her by the arm as she walked her into Connie’s living room. There were several others seated and all smiling at my wife. Connie rose and walked over to my wife. She then casually inserted her finger DEEP into my wife’s pussy. Connie forced her finger so far up into my wife, that I thought that Connie was literally going to lift her off of her feet.
“You were fucked” stated Connie, “weren’t you?”
My wife simply hung her head in shame.
“Well” added Connie, “That’s what whores do, isn’t it?”
“Yes Ma’am” replied my wife in a show of obedience.
“Put her on her hands and knees…” Connie announced to no-one in particular, “I want to hear these sweet bells while her breasts sway from side to side” Connie added, as she casually flicked each bell and smiled as they each rang-out.
My wife was then led to another room as four men, whom I did not know, followed. I was told to sit in the corner. Connie joined them and for the next hour and a half, all I heard were groans, grunts and moans… and of course, those damn bells…. Just as the woman at the piercing parlor had described. The bell-sounds filled the room for over an hour!
Connie returned, wiping her hands on a damp cloth.
“Normally” Connie said, while still wiping her slick hands, “I would allow you to go be with your wife now… perhaps one last fuck. But as I’m sure you heard, she is rather worn-out…. And currently, quite the sticky mess.” Connie added with a smirk. “You won’t be seeing her for some time. She will be relocated for several days, maybe even weeks, while she is further trained. But you are to remain living here where your training continues here, with Me as you Domme.
Connie turned and just before she left the room, she added:
“Do make sure that tomorrow you pay the $500 to my friend at the Piercing Parlor” Connie said with a knowing smile. “Or you might need to work off your debt to her personally!” Connie added with a wink.
“One more thing” Connie added, just as she was about to let me out. “You and My whore have a daughter, as I remember. Is that correct?”
“Well, yes” I replied. “She’s actually my daughter from my first marriage but lives with me and my wife – her step-Mom. That is, she WAS living with us until she just went off to college this year.”
“I thought so” Connie replied, with a glint of mischievousness in her eye. “And I seem to remember her as being very cute and petit…. very innocent looking as well.” Connie went on: “So, she’ll be home for the summer in a few weeks, yes?”
“Yes” I agreed, “Why do you ask?”
“Oh, you poor boy” Connie added, with a laugh, “I own you as well as that whore-of-a-wife…. Perhaps I will want your daughter as well. Maybe I’ll even arrange to have myself and ‘Step-Mommy’ seduce your daughter… and if you’re a good boy, you can watch from behind the special mirror.”
My heart sunk at the thought of the possibilities.
“Do be a good boy” Connie went on to say, “and keep Me posted on her arrival home from college. I may want to meet her… here, at My house, of course.”
To Be Continued…..
“Well” I quickly tried to calm her down. “We have no money with us, yet we do have money. After all, look at how she’s dressed, her hair, her makeup. We have money… just not with us now.”
“Look at how she’s dress” laughed the woman… “you mean how she’s NOT dressed. Maybe you’re both just some kind of kinky couple into game playing!”
“Well” I again tried to think quickly on my feet, “That may be true…. Perhaps we ARE a kinky couple… but that doesn’t change the fact that we DO want to get her pierced with those bells and we happen to have no money with us. I could always bring cash by tomorrow?” hoping for that scenario.
“No fucking way” the woman said, “I don’t extend credit.”
The woman now turned her attention to my beautiful whore of a wife, who continued to sexily smile the entire time, her thighs now only modestly parted.
“But I might be willing to arrange a loan, of some type,” the woman said while lightly tracing the curves of my wife’s hourglass-shaped waist. “But I would need two things…..”
“Yes?” I asked, excitedly.
“I would need something in the form of a ‘good faith’ gesture now”, the woman said in a very serious tone, “and then some type of collateral, to ensure that you do, in fact, return with the money tomorrow.”
“I see” trying to muster-up my best negotiating poker-face. “And what might that good faith gesture look like?” I asked.
The woman’s fingers now disappeared between my wife’s folds as my wife gasped, her head went back and her eyes closed.
“I think that you know.” Said the woman. “Close and lock the door” the woman said to the rather large guy, still holding the display case.
He smiled, turned to leave the room and I heard the front door being locked, bolted and several lights then went out in the front of the shop.
“You can go sit out front with him.” the woman said, “or since you just might be kinky” the woman added with a little laugh, “feel free to have a seat and watch.”
The woman then leaned down and began passionately kissing my wife, who was returning the expression of lust. I watched as the woman’s fingers slowly disappeared into my wife’s now-soaked pussy and the woman began roughly finger-fucking her as they made-out. The woman suddenly broke the kiss and removed her fingers.
“I gotta taste you, bitch” proclaimed the woman, “I gotta taste you NOW!”
The woman walked to the end of the table, grabbed my wife by her legs and quickly pulled her to the end of the table. She rolled a stool over, took a seat, leaned in and began roughly tonging my wife’s dripping pussy. Both woman began to moan their individual approvals. As the woman noisily licked my wife’s dripping snatch, she easily slide one of her finger’s up my wife’s ass.
“oh” said the woman, “a 3-hole whore.” The woman asked, her mouth covered with my wife’s juices. “I could tell by the way that you sucked my tongue that you give great head. Then the way that your asshole just opened right up…. You’re definitely a 3-hole whore, aren’t you? Answer me, bitch?”
“Aren’t all good whore’s” replied my wife, with a confident smile, “3-hole whores?”
“Don’t you fucking move” spit out the woman, as she hurriedly turned and left the room.
“Do I make you proud?” my wife, spread out on the table in front of me asked. “Do you still want to fuck me?”
“I’m not sure that you have time for me anymore” I smugly replied.
“You’re probably right” my wife replied with a knowing smile. “Now that I’m Connie’s whore.”
Just then, the woman returned with a strap on and a very devious smile. She quickly pulled down her jeans, pulled up the harness and then lined up the tip of the dildo to my wife’s still-drippy pussy.
“This is still ‘good faith” you know” the woman said to me, my wife or us both. “The collateral comes later.”
With that, the woman grabbed my wife’s knees and slammed all the way into her wet center. My wife let out a groan that was either sincere or a whore-like sound affect, but either way, it drew the attention of the large man and he entered to room and stood next to me as together we watched my wife take a very hard fucking from this sexy woman. After a few minutes of slamming into my wife, and my wife’s groans filling to room, the woman wearing the strap-on yelled out.
“Come, you miserable cunt” the woman yelled, “Come on the dildo so that I can fuck you in the ass.”
The large man standing beside me then unbuckled his pants and dropped them to his ankles.
“I get her next, right?” he asked, as he slowly stroked his cock.
“Once I’m done” the woman replied. “once I’m done.” As she continued humping into my wife’s body. My wife then climaxed, or at least, pretended too. I could no longer t the difference.
“”Lift your knees higher” ordered the woman, “I want that welcoming asshole of yours.”
My wife raised her knees more, looking every bit like the whore that she now was. The woman slid over a foot stool, climbed up on it and took aim with the strap-on to my wife’s smaller hole. The dildo, still slick with my wife’s juices easily began to disappear into my wife’s rectum as the large man slowly stoked his cock. The ass-fuck seemed to take a very long time as my wife was now genuinely moaning her approval. Her subsequent orgasm was obvious as her cum escaped her spasming pussy. The woman withdrew, pulled off the harness and then went to the head of the table, climbed up and over my wife and settled down.
“Yes” said the woman, “we are still in the good faith portion of the loan process. Make both of us come and then we’ll move to the collateral stage.”
With those words, the woman settled her smooth pussy down over my wife’s mouth as the large man stepped between my wife’s legs and boldly thrusted into pussy. Fortunately, the woman was very worked up and seemed to cum quickly. That triggered the large man and he too announced his impending orgasm. As they both calmed, they remained where they were, she on my wife’s face and him inside of her.
“now to the collateral stage” the woman said with a wicked smile. “Did you bring a driver’s license with you? I mean you wouldn’t drive without one, would you?”
“Yes” I replied. “Yes, I do have one with me.”
The woman climbed off my wife, leaving my wife’s face covered with her cum. She held out her one hand, as if asking for my driver’s license and reached for her cell phone, flipped to the camera-mode. I assumed that she was going to take a picture of my license, so I gave it to her. She took my license and then raised the phone.
“I’ll hold on to your license,” the woman said, “until you return tomorrow with the money.”
“So, leaving you my license is the collateral part?” I asked, in a defeated tone. “So can we get on with the piercings?” I continued, taking notice that it was 8:30 and we needed to return by 10:00.
“It’s part of the collateral” the woman replied with smile and turning to look at the large man who was still inside my wife. “Drop to you knees and lick him clean as he pulls out of your whore.” The woman was now holding her phone up, as if to take a picture. “This picture of you sucking him, your wife in the background, along with me holding your Driver’s license, should guarantee that you’ll come back tomorrow with the $500.”
“$500? I asked. “I thought it was $350.”
“I thought so” the woman barked. “You’re more concerned about the price than with you sucking his dick.”
“No, I am... about that too.” I stammered, “It’s just that you said $350.”
“That was for payment tonight.” The woman replied. “It’s $500 if I have to wait until tomorrow. Now get on your knees and suck him clean…”
I just nodded, walked over beside the man who was still nestled inside my wife’s pussy, dropped to my knees and waited as he pulled out of my wife. As he turned, his limb dick covered in a mixture of juices, I opened my mouth and heard the woman taking several pictures with her phone…..
There I was, on my knees and sucking the limp-cock of the large man who had just fucked my wife. My wife, who was dressed as a whore, casually watched… all while this dominant woman who was about to pierce my wife’s nipples, documented my oral talents with her phone camera.
“That’s it Honey” said the woman, “suck him good. He hasn’t had a good fuck like the one that your wife just gave him, in months!” she added with a laugh. “Then turn your attention to your dripping whore-of-a-wife while I get the needles ready.”
I used that as my cue to spit his nasty cock out of my mouth and move over to my ife. She was, in fact, VERY drippy – both her cum and his, I imagined. I lapped at her as the woman prepared my wife’s nipples for the requested service. Once my wife was sufficiently clean, I sttod to watch.
The woman first used a black pen to mark each ide of my wife’s nipples, ensuring symmetry. Once she was pleased with the visual placement of the dots, she used a long pair of tongs to capture my wife’s left nipple. The tongs had holes in each side and the woman then inserted a long needle \into the opening in the one side of the tong, THROUGH my wife’s left nipple and out the other side of the tong.
“Finger her asshole” the woman said to the large guy who was zipping up his pants.
He roughly inserted his middle finger up my wife’s asshole. The woman looked at me and spoke:
“Keeps her mind off the pain in her nipple.” The woman said, with a wink. “I usually just give the client time to breath and get used to it, but I figured that your wife can take much more than this.”
She nodded and the large man withdrew his finger. The woman removed the tongs and then chased the needle with an open sided gold loop. She then got one of the bells, placed it on the loop and then, aided by another plier-type tool, squeezed the loop closed, capturing the bell onto my wife’s left nipple. She repeated the process with my wife’s right nipple, yet once the needle was inserted, she told ME to finger my wife’s asshole. I did it with pleasure.
“You like that?” the woman asked me.
“I do” was all that I could reply.
“Wait till you fuck her” said the woman, “and the sounds of the bells fill the room. You’ll LOVE it.”
The woman then nodded to me. I removed my finger and the woman then finished inserting the ring, the bell and then squeezing the ring closed.
“Sit up” said the woman to my wife. She did as she was told. The woman then shook one of my wife’s shoulders and the bells each rang-out.
“See?” said the woman, “her fucking will never sound the same again.”
The woman then turned her attention to me:
“You be here tomorrow night at this time with the $500 cash…” the woman said, “or pictures of you sucking cock will be mailed to each of your neighbors… I have your Driver’s license with your address, remember?”
“I’ll be here” I said in a very defeated tone, “with the cash.”
I quickly got my wife’s trench coat and helped her out to the car.
“How was it?” I asked my wife.
“How do you THINK it was?” my wife snapped back. “I was fucked in both holes by a sadistic bitch, forced to lick her to cum on my face, fucked by a fat guy who hadn’t showered in Gog-knows how long, had needles pushed through my nipples whole my ass was fingered. How the fuck do you think it was?”
We naturally drove back to Connie’s in silence. Once there, a 9:45pm, a different woman opened to door and we were shown inside. This woman slipped my wife’s coat off and held her by the arm as she walked her into Connie’s living room. There were several others seated and all smiling at my wife. Connie rose and walked over to my wife. She then casually inserted her finger DEEP into my wife’s pussy. Connie forced her finger so far up into my wife, that I thought that Connie was literally going to lift her off of her feet.
“You were fucked” stated Connie, “weren’t you?”
My wife simply hung her head in shame.
“Well” added Connie, “That’s what whores do, isn’t it?”
“Yes Ma’am” replied my wife in a show of obedience.
“Put her on her hands and knees…” Connie announced to no-one in particular, “I want to hear these sweet bells while her breasts sway from side to side” Connie added, as she casually flicked each bell and smiled as they each rang-out.
My wife was then led to another room as four men, whom I did not know, followed. I was told to sit in the corner. Connie joined them and for the next hour and a half, all I heard were groans, grunts and moans… and of course, those damn bells…. Just as the woman at the piercing parlor had described. The bell-sounds filled the room for over an hour!
Connie returned, wiping her hands on a damp cloth.
“Normally” Connie said, while still wiping her slick hands, “I would allow you to go be with your wife now… perhaps one last fuck. But as I’m sure you heard, she is rather worn-out…. And currently, quite the sticky mess.” Connie added with a smirk. “You won’t be seeing her for some time. She will be relocated for several days, maybe even weeks, while she is further trained. But you are to remain living here where your training continues here, with Me as you Domme.
Connie turned and just before she left the room, she added:
“Do make sure that tomorrow you pay the $500 to my friend at the Piercing Parlor” Connie said with a knowing smile. “Or you might need to work off your debt to her personally!” Connie added with a wink.
“One more thing” Connie added, just as she was about to let me out. “You and My whore have a daughter, as I remember. Is that correct?”
“Well, yes” I replied. “She’s actually my daughter from my first marriage but lives with me and my wife – her step-Mom. That is, she WAS living with us until she just went off to college this year.”
“I thought so” Connie replied, with a glint of mischievousness in her eye. “And I seem to remember her as being very cute and petit…. very innocent looking as well.” Connie went on: “So, she’ll be home for the summer in a few weeks, yes?”
“Yes” I agreed, “Why do you ask?”
“Oh, you poor boy” Connie added, with a laugh, “I own you as well as that whore-of-a-wife…. Perhaps I will want your daughter as well. Maybe I’ll even arrange to have myself and ‘Step-Mommy’ seduce your daughter… and if you’re a good boy, you can watch from behind the special mirror.”
My heart sunk at the thought of the possibilities.
“Do be a good boy” Connie went on to say, “and keep Me posted on her arrival home from college. I may want to meet her… here, at My house, of course.”
To Be Continued…..
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