Week 3
When Mr. White got home on Thursday night, Mrs. White didn't attack him as she had done the previous week. She was very flirty however, and they headed up to bed soon after dinner was over. I couldn't help myself, and I once again snuck into the sitting room.
By the time I got there, they were already going at it. Mrs. White was once again on the bed, and Mr. White was on top, pumping his cock into her pussy. Given the squelching noises cumming from her pussy, Mrs. White was clearly enjoying herself.
"Hold me down," I heard Mrs. White say in a quiet voice.
"What?" Mr. White asked.
"Hold me down," she repeated. "Hold my arms down. Pin me to the bed and take me!"
Mr. White looked at her momentarily, then reached down and bit her nipple lightly while pinning her hands above her head as requested.
"Oh, yes!" she moaned as she struggled to escape his clutches. "The big strong man has his little bitch in his power. He could do anything to her!"
She was working herself quickly to an orgasm, and she was taking him right with her. She screamed as he began plunging into her even harder, and soon Mr. White grunted and unloaded right into his wife. He collapsed onto Mrs. White, and soon rolled off. Without any prompting, Mrs. White moved her head down to her husband's crotch and started lapping up their combined juices.
"Mmmmm, you are such a good little bitch," he said, and she groaned in pleasure around his cock.
In a remarkably short period of time she had revived his cock to a reasonable hardness. She looked up at him and said, "You know, if you tie me up then I would be helpless, and you could fuck me anywhere... I mean any way that you'd like, and I'd be unable to stop you, no matter how much I hated it."
We both stared at her in shock. That was pretty out of character. Even I could see what she was offering, no, begging for. When Mr. White got over his shock, he said, "That is an excellent idea, my little bitch. Go get me four ties."
Mrs. White scurried over to the closet and soon returned with a handful of ties. Mr. White laid her in the middle of the bed and stretched her hands above her head, fastening them to the headboard. Then he tied another two ties around her ankles and pulled her legs back toward her head and spread to the side. I would never be able to be put into that position, but Mrs. White was much more flexible than me.
When Mrs. White was all tied up, Mr. White stepped back to look at her, and I took a good look as well. Mrs. White's blonde hair was spread out around her head. Her blue eyes were glazed over, and I could see that she had gotten some cum on her face, and it glistened around her sweat. Her days nude in the hot tub had lessened the contrast between her tanned body and her white breasts, but her tits still stood out whiter than the rest of her body. Even lying on her back, her tits stood up, her nipples ready at attention.
While Mrs. White had cleaned off Mr. White with her mouth, she had done nothing about herself, and her legs were spread in such a way that nothing was hidden. Her slit was pulled open, and I could see Mr. White's cum dripping out between them, sliding down towards her asshole, which was quite on display. Her tanned legs were pulled up and to the side; even as limber as she was, I knew that it could not be long before her legs started getting sore.
Mr. White interrupted my contemplation by saying, "What a slutty suggestion that was, my little bitch. You really are a naughty little girl."
"I am. I am a naughty little girl!" Mrs. White cried. "I'm sorry, sir. You should punish your naughty Junie."
"I plan to," Mr. White said, and he hauled off and planted a sharp smack on her exposed buttocks.
I was surprised, because it was a lot harder than he had hit her last week, but she just said, "Thank you, I deserved that!" He smacked her ass another half dozen times before dipping his finger into her swampy cunt.
"Yes!" she cried, wriggling as much as she could to get him to penetrate her more deeply.
Mr. White got up and walked to the bathroom. When he returned he was carrying a container of Vaseline. "What are you going to do with that?" Mrs. White cried fearfully.
Mr. White did not respond. Instead, he dipped his finger into the jar and pulled out a large glob. He rubbed it around Mrs. White's asshole before pushing one greasy finger in. "No, what are you doing?" she cried. "Please fuck my pussy. Don't play with my dirty ass, it's so nasty!"
She sounded very sincere, but I didn't buy it for an instant, and neither did Mr. White. Mrs. White kept up her complaining while her husband finished greasing her ass and his cock. Then, completely ignoring everything that Mrs. White was saying, he positioned his cock, rock hard at the moment, right at the slippery entrance to her ass.
He looked down at her, spread open before him, and he grabbed her nipples between his fingertips, squeezing until she shut up with a gasp.
"No more games," he said. "Ask me."
She looked up at him fearfully and said, "Please, Zack, please fuck me in the ass!"
"As you wish," he said, and pushed his hips forward.
Mrs. White screamed in pain, and Mr. White stopped with just the head of his cock in her. "Is it too much?" he asked.
"Just wait a minute," she gasped between clenched teeth. A few moments later she nodded for him to continue. He pushed in, and as he got about half of his cock into her she cried, "Oh god, it hurts!"
"Should I stop?" he asked.
She looked up at him and said, "I'm tied to your bed, completely at your mercy. You should do whatever you want. But I have to warn you; if you hurt me much more, I will probably cum!"
Mr. White looked at his wife like she was an alien. He did not realize what a lovely pain slut Maria had turned his wife into. Nonetheless, he slammed the rest of the way into her ass in one stroke. Mrs. White screamed and I think she had a little orgasm. Mr. White grabbed her head in his hands and kissed her hard and deep as he began stroking in and out of her ass. She moaned in pain and pleasure, and in under a minute Mr. White sped up his strokes and spewed his first load ever in his wife's no longer virgin ass.
Mr. White collapsed on top of Mrs. White, but a few moments later he stood up to look at her. She was quite a sight, breathing heavily. There was cum dripping from both her pussy and her ass and her nipples were as hard as stone. "Pretty as a picture," Mr. White said before he began untying her.
As I slipped away, I resolved that next time I visited the sitting room, I would leave my panties in my room; they just ended up soaked when I left them on.
The week progressed nicely, and Mrs. White was much nicer to the staff. I am not sure what Maria had told her, but she seemed apologetic for the way that she had behaved. The rest of the staff was amazed, unsure of what had caused the change.
Thursday afternoon, right in the middle of going down on Maria, Mrs. White arrived home early. "She must not have had her little tete-a-tete with the pro!" I exclaimed. "Sorry, I promise I'll finish you later," I told her.
I hurried down to give Mrs. White her spiked drink, then I rushed back to keep my promise. After she had relaxed from her cum, Maria asked me, "Did you figure out what I told her last week?"
"Definitely something about being tied up," I answered. "I'm not sure what else you told her, but she has been amazingly nice to the staff!"
"I did tell her that naughty girls should be tied up," she said. "I also made her realize how guilty she felt for treating the staff so badly."
"Did you tell her how good it is to take it up the ass?" I asked.
"No!" Maria exclaimed. "I never said anything about her ass!"
"That must have been her own fantasy then, because she easily convinced Mr. White to fuck her in the ass!"
"Wow, did you see that?" she asked.
"I did, and it was an amazing sight!" I said.
Before Maria went to visit Mrs. White, she asked me a lot of questions about the schedules and routines of the staff, though she would not tell me why she wanted to know.
"Well, time for her next treatment," Maria said, and we went down to the hot tub. Maria slipped in next to Mrs. White and began whispering to her. At the same time, I saw her playing with Mrs. White's tits, and one of her hands disappeared beneath the water. It looked like I might have some competition for Maria's attention!
After we were done with Mrs. White, we went up and Maria returned the favor to me, but beg as I might, she would not reveal what she had told Mrs. White.