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"This could be a long night." she said. I just laid my head back and
sobbed.
My wife had finally managed to drag my lazy ass out to actually look
inside of houses for sale, we were in the market. I wasn't enthused, I
hate shopping for anything. I'm more of "hands off" kind of guy. I was
missing a foot ball game on the tube, to freeze my butt off waiting for
the realtor to show up. When she did, my mood definitely kicked up a
few notches.
Terry was gorgeous. She was an older woman, around my age. She was
petite, obviously in shape, shortish blonde hair. She was wearing the
prerequisite business suit, which consisted of a blouse, a tightly
tailored jacket, and a short, but respectable, tight skirt. And she was
wearing pantyhose. I have a fetish for pantyhose something fierce. Its
like a female has gift wrapped her legs and ass for me. I can't keep my
eyes a woman's legs when they're veiled in soft nylon. Since my wife's
work doesn't put her in touch with the public (home typist) she's
seldom out of jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. So I concentrated on Terry.
As with any good sales person, she was pressing the flesh, talking up a
storm, and she was just as nice as could be. She led us all over that
house at least three times. And I drooled over those legs the whole
time. I think she caught me once or twice, I saw a twinkle in her eye.
I'm married, I wasn't looking for anything on the side, I was just
enjoying the leg show.
While I asked inane questions, feigning concern for answers I didn't
even listen too, Terry and my wife seemed to become quite chummy. We
ended the tour in the master bedroom. Very impressive. I heard some of
what Terry was babbling, something about close friends of her who'd
already moved to the west coast, and were looking to dump their house.
The movers were due in a week to empty the place out. So for now, it
was all completely furnished.
"Hey Einstein, yo', up here." She said very firmly to me, while she was
snapping her fingers to get my attention. "I'm speaking to you from up
here, not from my legs." I was busted. I mumbled something incoherent
and turned beet read. "You've been checking out my legs and ass all day
long, and you haven't heard a word I've said. This is my business jack,
I've got better things to do than put on a show for you." My wife
smirked, my blush turned into a deep red burn.
"Does he do this to every woman he meets? Treat them like a side of
beef?" Terry asked my wife. "If she's wearing hose and heels, yes."
replying as she folded her arms across her chest, now enjoying my
predicament. "How bad is it, does he have a fetish?" She was dead
serious, and I didn't like where this was heading. "I guess you could
call it that. You should have seen him blush the first time he asked me
to take my skirt off and walk around the house in just my pantyhose."
"Now just wait a minute here...." I said trying to get a grip on
things, "...I'm the customer here and I'm supposed to be always right."
There, take that! "No, you're a pervert who's drooling over my legs.
Customer's buy things, they don't use me for jack off material." My
wife cracked up at that one.
Again, terry spoke to my wife. "My husband was like that. I know just
how to handle him, may I Judy?" "If you can cure him, by all means,
have at him." That one phrase was what led to my entire predicament.
"Okay panty boy, strip, NOW!" I was befuddled, my wife had a look of
shock, but did not interfere. Terry covered the distance with two great
strides and grabbed me by the nuts and squeezed. I was in too much pain
to scream, so I just doubled over trying to breathe. With the other
hand she forced me upright (she was in fact in very good shape, she
shoved me around like a child) then she started unbuttoning my shirt.
"I said naked, NOW! Or else I'll be taking these home with me!" I was
convinced. With shaking hands, and scarlet cheeks, I slowly started to
take my clothes off. "I said NOW! You've already wasted enough of my
time today, do not piss me off further." I stripped naked, and stood
there, trying to cover my deflated man hood.
She rummaged around in her purse and pulled out a sealed package of
pantyhose and threw it at me. "Put those on right now, without a word.
If I have to put them on you, I believe there's a pretty good chance I
might crush your nuts in the process." At this moment I believed her. I
opened the pack, pulled them out. They were control tops, heavy Lycra,
and soft and silky. As I bunched up the material to slip my foot in
Terry said, "I see you know how to put them on, just like a pro. How
many times have you worn pantyhose before?" I mumbled "Never." But I
don't think anyone was convinced. Terry turned to my wife and said, "Do
you have a problem with loosing pantyhose in the wash?" "Well, when I
used to work in an office, I wore hose every day, and now that I think
about it, I did go through them faster than usual." "Check his private
spots around the house, I think you'll find them. That's what my ex-
husband used to do." Ex-husband, I thought, I can see why.
When I had finished she inspected me closely and pulled them a good
deal higher, so my cock and balls were severely constricted by the
control top. "On the bed pansy, NOW!" I complied. "Judy, in that closet
over there," she motioned, "grab four neck ties." "You" she said
pointing to me, in the middle of the bed, reach for the posts with your
arms." I complied. This lady had me on the run, and we both knew it.
She took two of the ties from my wife, and with one proceeded to tie my
wrist to the post of the headboard. Seeing this, Judy did the same with
my other arm. And very soon, I was tied, helpless before these two
women, in a stranger's home. Terry took the other tie and tied off my
ankle, with Judy following. Now I was tied spread eagle. "Very nice
work on the knots." Terry said to my wife. "I grew up on a farm, I know
my way around straps and ropes." She replied happily.
Terry hiked up her skirt and pulled down her pantyhose and panties.
"Open up sissy boy." she said calmly. I kept my mouth tightly shut. She
smiled and reached for my balls, giving them a nice healthy squeeze.
When I opened my mouth to scream, she shoved her panties, and the panty
of her hose, deep in my mouth, then tied off the legs around my head.
"Lets test it, shall we?" She smiled to my wife. She reached down and
gave my nuts a tap. I grunted and jumped, but I couldn't really move
much. She tapped harder, and I jumped harder. She kept it up,
increasing the force, till she got a loud muffled scream out of me.
Satisfied, she went back to her purse and pulled out another package of
pantyhose and proceeded to put them on. To my wife she said "In this
job you never know when you're going to get a run, going through
attics, basements and such."
"Now time for some fun. Pay attention Judy." Terry climbed up on the
side of the bed, reached inside the hose and adjusted my cock and
balls, so my nuts were front and center, and my rapidly growing cock
was straight up. I raised my head an watched her, almost not believing
this was happening to me. I looked to my wife who was ignoring me, and
watching intently. "Climb up, have a seat." she said patting the other
side of the bed. My wife complied. "Now we do this." she said as she
stroked my cock. I was rapidly becoming hard, but it was difficult with
the compression of the control top. She stroked and stroked and
stroked, and drove me out of my mind with desire. Just as I was about
to shoot my load, she stopped. I groaned in frustration. She continued
to rub my balls, and my upper thighs with one hand, while she massaged
my nipple with the other. "The trick is to bring him right up to the
edge, and then leave him hanging. You can keep this up for hours if
necessary, just don't let him cum." My wife nodded and started her own
ministrations. I was not liking where this was going. Not at all. "It
takes time to learn his reactions, to know just how close you can push
him, without letting him shoot. Frankly, that's half the fun, doing it
just to learn. When you get really good at it, you can make him cry
real tears of frustration."
Over and over they kept at it, bringing me to the edge, then letting me
crash to new depths. My body was in a spasm, I was out of control, and
I was helpless to do anything about it. Terry spoke to my wife again
"There's plenty of things you can do while waiting him out, read a
book, or a magazine, watch a movie. If you tie him in another room, you
could work on a computer, just remember to keep him on edge. The
control top really does most of the work. As he gets hard and gets soft
again, his cock rubs against the material, it drives them nuts." She
wasn't kidding. "If you are going to tie him up in another room, you
have to make sure he can't roll over, because they will, just to rub
their little dicks on anything to shoot."
"I used to do this to my ex-husband for years. Drove him out of his
mind. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and divorced me. He was too
much of a pussy to tell the judge the real reason, so I got everything,
the house, the two cars, the business and most of his retirement fund.
Now he's whacking off in a dingy one bedroom apartment, and I'm
rotating through three younger boy friends at the moment. I'm trying to
figure out which one to tie up first. That's the real problem,
convincing them to let you tie them up for the first time." I knew what
was coming next. My wife responded "Oh that's not a problem, I've tied
him up before." All the while these two women chatted as if over
afternoon tea, they continued this torture. Their hands never left my
body, they just repositioned them to prevent me from climax. My wife
continued, "When we first got married, he wanted to tie me up, but I
didn't much like the idea. Eventually his perversion got the best of
him and he asked me to tie him up. I did a few times, but it wasn't
much fun, so I stopped." Terry replied, "Then you've got the hardest
part down. Let me show you the real fun of this, the power. Is there
anything you've been bugging him to buy? New dishwasher? Dryer?
Anything?" Judy said "There is a buffet table I've had my eye for a
while. But he's not interested." "I think we can change that." replied
Terry.
"Hey pansy boy" she said to me in a most condescending manor. "I
promise you this, right here and right now, you don't get loose and you
don't cum until you agree to buy your lovely wife here that beautiful
buffet table, got it?" All the while, massaging away, driving me nuts.
They stroked me, the nuzzled me, they kissed my neck, my ears, they
drove me totally insane, but I refused to give in to this black mail.
But for how long could I hold out?
After what seemed like hours of this torture, and what latter I found
out was literally hours, I broke. I couldn't take it any more. I had to
cum, I couldn't take the stimulation any more, my body was shaking as
violently as it could, I was thrashing in the binds, I was a nut case,
I cracked like a cheap vase. What ever they wanted, I would gladly give
them to stop all this. Next time they asked, I shook my head up and
down, yes, as best I could. I couldn't even focus any more. Yes, they
had won, I was broken.
They stopped, and I laid there, a beaten, broken, man. Terry looked at
my wife and smiled coyly "Is there anything else you need but this
pervert won't buy you?" I looked at my wife in dire panic. I started
screaming into my gag shaking my head back and forth, "no". Terry
leaned down over my face, inches away, I could smell her perfume, I
could see the evil look in her eyes, at this moment, she scared the
living day lights out of me, I was in total panic. She whispered in a
cute, little girlie, Betty Boop kind of voice "I said you were not
getting untied or cumming until you agreed to purchase the adorable
little buffet table, I never said if you agreed, we'd untie you, now
did I?" And my wife roared with laughter. I was at the edge of sanity.
I couldn't take anymore of this. I needed to get out right this fucking
minute!
"So Judy, is there anything else your little heart desires?" Judy
smiled I could see the wheels turning. "Well........." she started
"...my car has been acting up pretty badly lately, it really does need
to be replaced."
Terry smiled that wicked smile that I was growing to hate. She said to
my wife "This could be a long night." I just laid my head back and
sobbed. I closed my eyes as I heard the women laughing hysterically.
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