A NIGHTMARE IN PRAGUE
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]Just arrived in Prague for a a week of eating, drinking and site seeing. Our hotel is charming and nestled in the old city. Tired from travel we drop our bags, shower together, and after a relaxing fuck doze off in the comfort of our featherbed. We wake to a bell tower and the sounds of a rocking city friday night. Revelers in the streets. The high pitched buzz of motorbikes. The odd car horn. My wife suggests going clubbing as we are unlikely to get back to sleep after our serious power nap. She is full of energy as she springs out of bed and heads to the bathroom to put herself together. She roots around in the luggage as I lie in bed still half dreaming. When she emerges from the bathroom, I gasp at her body, lit from just that certain angle by the bath light. She clearly means business. Short black dress, tight against her lithe body. Her blonde hair pulled tight into a bun. Tall black boots with heals which make my cock ache for another go. "OK sleepy head! Get yourself ready...and make it...hot!" I guess that answered that question. I brush my teeth, comb my short hair with a little moisturizer she left on the sink, and shave, taking the time to neaten up down below before grabbing my Levis and a crisp white oxford. I grab my loafers hurriedly, for fear this highly motivated club hound would ditch me for someone more lively, and barely grasping her fingers in mine, follow her out the door. The street life felt exhilarating. Prague is packed with attractive young people. Street food smells waft deliciously through the cool night air. My wife, almost skipping, pulls me along like an excited girl released from her parents' bonds.
A dark side street woos us with party sounds and more crowds of stylish young people. The perfume of a passing goddess adds energy to my steps. A velvet rope holds back a crowd of anxious patrons, but not my wife. She is not familiar with waiting to enter a club, and tonight is no exception. I notice a few irritated expressions, but also some of jealous admiration. Her raw nerve and beauty seem to move naturally past those barriers as if they were meant only for mortals. She always made me feel "A-List" though in my heart I knew I was just along for the ride.
Music and sultry Black Tobacco smoke fill the air as we descend ancient stairs into a true Keller club. Stone walls and arches amplify the pounding beat of the music letting it grab our bodies from the inside and pull us into the rave like mood. Neon colored drinks on trays whirl about the place, some appear to smoke like witches brews. A leather clad beauty with raven hair steps out of nowhere and kisses my wife open mouthed before disappearing as quickly as she appeared. My wife turns and does the same to me and I taste the two melting tabs of X on her tongue. We each swallow hard and with a passionate deep kiss wash them down with shared hot saliva. Our eyes lock and from a tray which appears like magic, we each down, arms hooked, a strong green tube of absinthe, and charge wildly towards the throbbing flesh of the dance floor.
In our haze we danced freely, at first surrounding an almost randomly selected woman, but then I watched as two pulled her into their fold. I watched powerless with intoxicated curiosity as the men groped and deeply fondled my wife. I was in a seemingly endless state of building arousal from watching her. As I stood back along the edge of the dance floor I felt a soft warm body slip up to me. Her arms wrapped around me but her eyes, like mine were glued to my wife and her two...friends.
We started to make out. Our passion infused with voyeurism as the scene on the dance floor grew more and more lewd and unfettered. We kissed as we watched the two tongues taking turns in my wife's throat. I could see their erect meat grinding against her hips. My eyes closed as the girl slipped a hand down my pants with a kiss that made my head spin. And I drifted into our world...and then out of it completely. I awoke naked on a hard floor in near total darkness, save for what seemed to be flickering candlelight. My hands and feat felt shackled with just enough play in the chain to let me move...but not well. As my consciousness grew I could make out the muffled sounds of the club coming from what appeared to be an echoing distance. "He's awake." I hear the girl from earlier say in a soft whispering voice. I hear an attempt at a cry, stifled by what was obviously a gag, and in a voice that I knew belonged to my wife. My eyes still adjusting, I struggled awkwardly to my feat in a burst of futile gallantry, cut short by strong male arms restraining me sharply and pushing me to my knees. "Easy cowboy", one of them said in a strong accent. "I think we have you at a disadvantage." A spot light clicks on revealing my wife in an impossible position. Her arms were chained to the ends of a bar, which, suspended from above, held her on her tiptoes. Her head was pulled backward under strain. It was then I noticed that braided into her hair was a cord, the other end of which cinched tightly a large surgical looking hook, whose business end impaled her anus, forcing her body into an unnatural and tormented arch. Her face winced as she tried desperately to balance on her toes, trying in vain to reduce the pressure of the the smooth steel inside and against her body.
The female voice calmly and forcefully spoke informingly. "You see, With a mere TUG", My wife's body jerked firmly upward, that hook taking her full weight suddenly from her toes, my wife cried out into her gag releasing only a pitiful muffled whimper, "I can put your wife in agony." And just as fast my wife was allowed back onto her tip toes, only with each sway of her body as she tried to regain her balance, the hook grips her from the inside putting her in more punishing discomfort.
It was then I felt a collar roughly fastened around my neck. A long leash jerked me onto all fours and toward my tormented wife. The other man from the club proceeded to fasten my leash to the bar suspending my wife so that any move I made would throw her into agony. I looked up at her tear stained face and wondered whether we would make it home alive. A question which disappeared in an instant with the grip of large strong hands on my hips, and the pressure of an enormous bare glans against my rectum. I tried desperately to stay still but when it thrust mercilessly into me his large body shoved me forward. Her pain was immediate but our eyes never left each other. Again and again our bodies shared the searing agony of his deep slamming thrusts. He began to grunt and I could hear his skin against my ass, slapping his sweaty pelvic skin against my cheeks each time his cock reached home. Faster and faster he fucked me. My wife's mascara ran in droplets down her face as she watched helplessly this large hairy ape defile me. Then, at once, he grunted and pulled me hard against his hips. His body quaked and spasmed. My bowels filled with semen. After a while he pulled his long softened cock from my body. With a swagger he walked around me and pushed his still seeping and fragrant cock into my mouth and down the back of my throat. My wife tried to look away. Somehow this was for her, too much. If only she had known what lay ahead.
to be continued... by you in the comments if it strikes you!
A dark side street woos us with party sounds and more crowds of stylish young people. The perfume of a passing goddess adds energy to my steps. A velvet rope holds back a crowd of anxious patrons, but not my wife. She is not familiar with waiting to enter a club, and tonight is no exception. I notice a few irritated expressions, but also some of jealous admiration. Her raw nerve and beauty seem to move naturally past those barriers as if they were meant only for mortals. She always made me feel "A-List" though in my heart I knew I was just along for the ride.
Music and sultry Black Tobacco smoke fill the air as we descend ancient stairs into a true Keller club. Stone walls and arches amplify the pounding beat of the music letting it grab our bodies from the inside and pull us into the rave like mood. Neon colored drinks on trays whirl about the place, some appear to smoke like witches brews. A leather clad beauty with raven hair steps out of nowhere and kisses my wife open mouthed before disappearing as quickly as she appeared. My wife turns and does the same to me and I taste the two melting tabs of X on her tongue. We each swallow hard and with a passionate deep kiss wash them down with shared hot saliva. Our eyes lock and from a tray which appears like magic, we each down, arms hooked, a strong green tube of absinthe, and charge wildly towards the throbbing flesh of the dance floor.
In our haze we danced freely, at first surrounding an almost randomly selected woman, but then I watched as two pulled her into their fold. I watched powerless with intoxicated curiosity as the men groped and deeply fondled my wife. I was in a seemingly endless state of building arousal from watching her. As I stood back along the edge of the dance floor I felt a soft warm body slip up to me. Her arms wrapped around me but her eyes, like mine were glued to my wife and her two...friends.
We started to make out. Our passion infused with voyeurism as the scene on the dance floor grew more and more lewd and unfettered. We kissed as we watched the two tongues taking turns in my wife's throat. I could see their erect meat grinding against her hips. My eyes closed as the girl slipped a hand down my pants with a kiss that made my head spin. And I drifted into our world...and then out of it completely. I awoke naked on a hard floor in near total darkness, save for what seemed to be flickering candlelight. My hands and feat felt shackled with just enough play in the chain to let me move...but not well. As my consciousness grew I could make out the muffled sounds of the club coming from what appeared to be an echoing distance. "He's awake." I hear the girl from earlier say in a soft whispering voice. I hear an attempt at a cry, stifled by what was obviously a gag, and in a voice that I knew belonged to my wife. My eyes still adjusting, I struggled awkwardly to my feat in a burst of futile gallantry, cut short by strong male arms restraining me sharply and pushing me to my knees. "Easy cowboy", one of them said in a strong accent. "I think we have you at a disadvantage." A spot light clicks on revealing my wife in an impossible position. Her arms were chained to the ends of a bar, which, suspended from above, held her on her tiptoes. Her head was pulled backward under strain. It was then I noticed that braided into her hair was a cord, the other end of which cinched tightly a large surgical looking hook, whose business end impaled her anus, forcing her body into an unnatural and tormented arch. Her face winced as she tried desperately to balance on her toes, trying in vain to reduce the pressure of the the smooth steel inside and against her body.
The female voice calmly and forcefully spoke informingly. "You see, With a mere TUG", My wife's body jerked firmly upward, that hook taking her full weight suddenly from her toes, my wife cried out into her gag releasing only a pitiful muffled whimper, "I can put your wife in agony." And just as fast my wife was allowed back onto her tip toes, only with each sway of her body as she tried to regain her balance, the hook grips her from the inside putting her in more punishing discomfort.
It was then I felt a collar roughly fastened around my neck. A long leash jerked me onto all fours and toward my tormented wife. The other man from the club proceeded to fasten my leash to the bar suspending my wife so that any move I made would throw her into agony. I looked up at her tear stained face and wondered whether we would make it home alive. A question which disappeared in an instant with the grip of large strong hands on my hips, and the pressure of an enormous bare glans against my rectum. I tried desperately to stay still but when it thrust mercilessly into me his large body shoved me forward. Her pain was immediate but our eyes never left each other. Again and again our bodies shared the searing agony of his deep slamming thrusts. He began to grunt and I could hear his skin against my ass, slapping his sweaty pelvic skin against my cheeks each time his cock reached home. Faster and faster he fucked me. My wife's mascara ran in droplets down her face as she watched helplessly this large hairy ape defile me. Then, at once, he grunted and pulled me hard against his hips. His body quaked and spasmed. My bowels filled with semen. After a while he pulled his long softened cock from my body. With a swagger he walked around me and pushed his still seeping and fragrant cock into my mouth and down the back of my throat. My wife tried to look away. Somehow this was for her, too much. If only she had known what lay ahead.
to be continued... by you in the comments if it strikes you!
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