And then he began to f**k her mercilessly, riding her, plunging, thrusting. The slap of flesh against flesh filled her ears. Her body jerked, held in by the constriction of the bonds. The entire apparatus shook and swayed under the force of his possession.“Does my girl want two dicks?”Oh God. She was going to come before he ever got to that point.Still, she uttered a desperate yes, knowing he’d do anything to please her.He pulled himself from her aching body and in just a moment’s time she felt the pressure of a lubricated dildo forcing its way into her pu**y. He thrust gently with it, easing its path into her body. When he finally got it all the way in, he positioned his c**k at her anal opening once more and then plunged into her, taking her breath away.The fullness of having the huge dildo stuffed into her pu**y and his enormous c**k in her ass was simply too much. She was so close to orgasm that she didn’t know if she’d be able to wait for his permission to come.She bit into
Ken curled his hand around the leash and rested his hand underneath her hair that hung to the middle of her back, not making it obvious she was leashed as he led her into the downstairs social room where people met and mingled and drank expensive wine and snacked on delicious hors d’oeuvres. It was also a place for hookups. Singles looking for a night of adventure or simply people wanting to visit with other like-minded individuals who shared the same kinks and sexual preferences.“Would you like some wine?” Ken asked as they entered the room.Karla shook her head in response and drank in the occupants, studying the people in attendance with her usual fascination. One of her favorite activities when they’d previously visited The House was to play the guessing game and match proclivity to person even though she had no way of confirming her guesses. But it was fun.In a way she was relieved that she didn’t recognize anyone in the room because then the inevitable question would arise as
“Relax, damn it,” James growled, his fingers digging into her hips. She was certain she’d wear bruises from his grasp. “You’re going to get f**ked and it’s up to you whether this is easy or hard.”She cried out, shocked that he’d persist and that Ken had nothing to say. And then, as if to punish her for her resistance, James cracked the strap down over her shoulder blades as he thrust more forcefully into her reluctant body.Tears ran down her cheeks and sobs welled from her throat. “No! Stop! I don’t want this,” she said in a garbled tone.Her safe word. God, what was it? Her mind was a chaotic mess of fear and pain.“Rain,” she croaked out. “Rain!”***********Ken had just uttered his last command to James when his cell phone vibrated against his side. Out of habit, he glanced down quickly to pull out the phone enough so he could identify the incoming caller, fully intending to hit ignore.He swore under his breath before glancing back up to where James had administered the second l
She got up, moving away from him to dress. She yanked on her clothing without care and then glanced down in disgust at the formfitting dress.“I’m ready to go,” she said.“Karla, are you sure I don’t need to take you to the hospital?” Ken asked uneasily. “How badly did he hurt you?”Her gaze found his and she stared unflinchingly at him. “Not nearly as much as you have.”********THE ride home was silent and tense. Karla leaned against the passenger door, her forehead pressed to the glass as she stared sightlessly at the passing streetlights. She was strangely numb. She felt empty and desolate but couldn’t summon any emotion. No anger, no sorrow. Just … nothing.Her marriage was over. As far as she was concerned, Ken had crossed a line he could never erase. While such knowledge would have devastated her twenty-four hours ago, right now she couldn’t bring herself to feel anything but resignation.She could feel him looking her way, but she didn’t acknowledge him. Instead she pretended
“Show us your back,” James said bluntly. “Or if you aren’t comfortable with me in the room at least show Sophia. I doubt you can see if the skin is broken but it needs to be looked at just in case.”Karla had ignored the pain over her shoulder blades because the pain in her heart overshadowed everything else. Slowly she turned, presenting her back to Sophia and James, and allowed Sophia to lift the T-shirt she’d changed into at home so she could see the damage inflicted by the strap.She heard Sophia’s swift intake of breath and James’s savage curse. She winced at the colorful expletives that exploded from James’s mouth.“How bad is it?” Karla whispered.“Bad enough,” James said, but then he was never one to sugarcoat things. Karla had only known him a few months, but she liked his no-nonsense air and the fact that he was always plainspoken.“The skin’s not broken, thank God,” Sophia said, soothing over James’s more terse response. “But there are raised welts and bruises already formi
“Let’s get you to bed, sweetie,” James said in a gentle voice. “You look like you’ve reached the limit of your control. Get some rest. Tomorrow you and Sophia and Sandra can have one of your terror … er … uh I mean girl lunches where y’all threaten the demise of the male population. If I wasn’t so pissed off at the ass**le for what he did, I’d actually feel sorry for Ken about now. But he made his bed and now he has to lie in it. Alone.”“You know,” Sophia said thoughtfully.“Uh oh. I recognize that voice,” James said in a dry tone.“We get up with Karla whenever she’s ready to go over and tackle packing whatever she wants to take. Then I’ll call Sandra, give her the 411 and have her meet us back at your place. And you can be the sweet, adorable guy who gets us takeout so we don’t have any messy upsetting issues in a public restaurant. You’d be invited of course,” Sophia said teasingly.“It’s a good plan and I certainly don’t mind getting all my girls something to eat, but you’re goin
James walked up to stand beside Karla, adding his silent support as he stared Ken down. There was open disgust in James’s expression. Ken wouldn’t even meet James’s gaze. Guilt was plastered all over Ken’s face and then resignation swamped his eyes and he stepped aside so Karla could enter the front door.Karla walked by him, Sophia following behind. James remained, however, and Karla paused just inside the partially open door. Sophia looked questioningly at her, but Karla held a finger to her lips and pointed at the door.“What the f**k were you thinking, Ken?” James demanded. “How could you have allowed your wife to get hurt while you were taking a f**king business call? Have you lost your goddamn mind?”Karla winced but Sophia looked as though she wanted to cheer.“This is between me and Karla,” Ken said in an icy tone. “I don’t need your input when it comes to my marriage.”“Someone needs to knock some sense into your head. God only knows why she’s put up with you as long as she h
“You won’t ever have to do it alone, Karla,” James said in a determined voice. “You were there for Sophia when I was a dumbass. You were there for Sandra when Derrick was a dumbass. So now Ken is the one being the dumbass. It all turned out well for Sandra and Sophia so maybe there’s hope yet for Ken.”Karla attempted a smile but failed miserably. Compared to Ken’s “fuck-up,” Derrick and James’s paled in comparison. There was never any doubt in Karla’s mind that the two men adored their women, and even when they pulled their stupid male moves, she’d known that it would turn out just fine in the end.Before the night at The House, she had felt optimistic about her future with Ken. She’d truly believed that they’d incurred a minor hiccup on the way to happily ever after. But when a husband turned his back on his wife when she was at her most vulnerable to take an after-hours business call, what else was she to think other than that their marriage was well and truly over?************TR