Chapter 3

PAYBACK

I had settled onto the bed when Lori returned, after a bath, wearing a modest night gown. She was the picture of obedience. I was relaxed and unprepared for her next move. She quietly went to her side of the bed with a new perspective on our relationship.

" You've hurt me for the last time.", she said quietly as she took a snub-nosed .38 out of her nightstand.

I knew she could handle the weapon. I had taught her how myself. It was for protection when I was gone, and at this range she wouldn't miss.

"Lori, I don't think you're...", I started.

"GET ON YOUR FEET MOTHERFUCKER!"

I stood as I was told, even if I didn't think she would shoot.

"Now come here.", she said as she motioned to a spot in front of her.

"Get on your knees and give your soul to whoever you want.", she said, dripping contempt.

"Lori...Baby...You know I would never...", I started to plead again.

"SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!", she screamed.

She wouldn't be swayed, and she had me cold. There was no opportunity for me to disarm her. I had taught her to well. So, I followed instructions, beginning to think she might kill me after all. Or at the least shoot me in the balls.

I was only two feet away when she pulled the hammer back on the deadly little gun. I froze, not talking, not moving, not even breathing. I closed my eyes and waited for the "BANG." After a moment, I opened them to see her shaking, on the verge of pulling the trigger. I was a dead man.

Then the doorbell rang.

"Damn! Cuff yourself to the bathroom door.", she ordered," If you're quite, I'll let you live a little longer."

I cuffed one wrist to the doorknob, and stood waiting for more instructions on how to live. The idea appealed to me. When she seemed satisfied that I would keep, she turned to leave, as the bell rang again.

"I'll be right back. You stay put and keep quiet.", she said as she swept out of the room to see what unsuspecting fool was at the door.

I relaxed when I heard the voice of my friend and ex-partner, Steve. He was trying to calm Lori. He had done that successfully many times before. He was always good at getting me into, and out of trouble.

"Well, let's go talk to him.", I heard him say.

Lori swept Steve into the room ahead of her.

He laughed and shook his head," I'm not surprised to see you like this. Handcuffed and helpless, with a pissed-off redhead ready to kill you. And that really should tell you something."

In my current situation, I thought it better to remain silent, than to say the wrong thing. It was Lori who broke the silence.

"You two, have had it!", she said," Get those other cuffs on. I have to think of what to do with the two of you."

Steve replied," I just got here. You're mad at him. I'm sure you don't want to hurt me."

Lori didn't argue with that. She wiped away a tear and maliciously glared at me.

Steve continued," I don't blame you for being upset with him. He brought this on himself."

My friend was talking me into a grave.

"I think you just want to hurt him, like he hurt you.", my 'friend' went on.

Lori seemed less agitated, but still held the .38 and paced while Steve talked. Suddenly, she stopped and glared at me showing me the business end of the weapon. My heart skipped a beat.

"You took pictures while you tortured me!", she said as she ran out to search for the camera.

Steve whispered," You took pictures? Cool!"

"I think you should stop being so fucking helpful before you get me killed.", I jabbed.

"Her feelings are hurt more than anything else. She wants an apology. So apologize and we'll be out of here in no time.", Steve persisted.

"I'll try it. At this point it couldn't hurt.", I replied.

A moment later, Lori came back into the room and found the camera in my bag. She seemed happier now, so I went for the apology.

"Lori, I'm sorry I hurt you. I was angry about this whole affair. Forgive me, please.", I shamelessly begged.

"You're sorry! You should be, but you're not getting off that light. And speaking of affairs I just had an idea.", she said as she turned and put the .38 to Steve's crotch.

"Are you willing, or is this going to get bloody?", she asked, and rubbed the gun barrel over his zipper.

Steve looked at me, and I just shrugged. Everything else on the farm had fucked her. I didn't think that fucking Steve would hurt anything. I didn't think she was even able to fuck anything else. It just goes to show how wrong I can be.

Lori looked at me and said," I want you to watch me fuck your best friend. Your pride will hurt longer than anything I could do to your body."

Lori started undressing Steve with one hand, still holding the .38. He stepped out of his pants while she knelt at his feet considering the shackles.

Steve stood without the benefit of underwear. I was impressed. All the years I had known Steve, I never knew he was hung like a mule.

Lori froze, like a bird hypnotized by a snake, taken back by the clear picture of paradise.

Steve was pleased with her reaction to his meat. His fear of being shot was apparently fading as his cock began to rise at the thought of him fucking my pissed-off wife. He was at full attention in no time. His cock was huge. It was eleven inches long if it was one, and as thick at the base as any mule.

"I'm going to enjoy this.", Lori bubbled as she stripped.

With both his hands cuffed, and his dick ready for the task at hand, Steve was willingly pushed back onto the bed. Lori replaced the .38 with two handfuls of Steve's cock and sucked the remainder into her mouth.

Steve reacted instinctively, stiffening from head to foot and thrusting his hips forward. She released one hand and let him in, enveloping half of his length. He pumped into her as she swallowed half of his cock on each stroke, and massaged his remaining meat.

Steve moaned his heart felt feelings about my wife expertly sucking his monster cock and let her have her way with him.

Lori licked and caressed his balls, then released her other hand to grip his ass with both hands. She moved slightly to position her mouth over him and slid down the entire length of his eleven inches.

Steve pushed into her as she took him deep into her throat and held him there briefly.

She moved off of him to massage his shaft and balls before she swallowed him again, all the way down to his short hairs. Stroke after stroke she swallowed him whole.

He pumped into her mouth and down her throat gently as she squeezed his balls. Steve fucked her mouth for several minutes before she stopped to strip naked and rub her tits on his big cock.

"Do you want to fuck me big man?", she asked.

Steve uttered a breathless," Yes."

Lori turned to me and asked," Do you have a problem with that?"

I thought, then replied," Please baby, don't do this, he's my best friend."

Lori ignored my phony pleas and returned to suck the cock protruding from between her tits.

I watched as she climbed into position to impale herself on his rod. I faked an attempt to stop her and she just smiled when the cuffs stopped me just out of reach. She purred as she rubbed the head of his dick into her moist slit.

"It's going to be good to watch you suffer.", Lori said as she slid half way down his pole.

Lori's pussy opened wide for this new invasion and Steve thrust into her. She was wet and ready for this big man. She fucked him, lubricating his cock and taking more of him on each stroke.

Steve reached over her and grabbed her ass, pushing her down onto his cock. He bucked his hips trying to bury himself to the hilt. He was reaching depths no man before had hit and she loved it.

Lori responded to his need, letting her weight carry her all the way down to his balls. She uttered mindless noises as she ground her pussy on him. She long stroked him from the tip of his long cock back to the thick base. She continued to fuck him as fast as could slide over the full length of his meat.

Lori looked into my eyes as she felt the first tingle of her orgasm. She caressed her own breast as she sat up straight and shortening her stroke on Steve's cock. Her stomach swelled each time he pushed against her womb. She wanted me to see how much she enjoyed fucking my friend. And that he could fill her pussy with more meat than I could ever hope to give her.

Steve was a fucking machine. He concentrated on filling Lori's needs at that moment. Nothing else existed beyond their bodies.

"Fuck me... Make me cum...", Lori gasp between strokes.

I believe she was even more excited because I was watching her fuck another man. Her orgasm swelled inside her as she looked into my eyes and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She gasp for air as her orgasm took control of her body and tightened her cunt around the massive fuck pole buried deep inside her.

"Oh... Oh... I'm Cuuummming.", Lori wailed as she thrashed wildly.

Steve felt her contractions and went just as wild. He thrust into her, pushing her hips down to drive into her as they fucked. His body stiffened as he buried his big cock balls deep inside her. His entire body tensed as he came, pumping cum into her soft, receptive body.

When Lori felt him cum she sank onto him keeping his massive cock fully inside her body. She knew his pleasure was real and she gave that feeling back as she continued to cum, rippling over him with her inner muscles. She collapsed onto Steve's chest clinging to him as her orgasm carried them both into the aftermath of love.

Their orgasms had been mutual and they lay moving together, still fully joined in a tender lover's embrace, until they were completely spent. After a moment of quiet Lori looked into my eyes, showing me the blissful satisfaction she had received from another man.

"I love you.", she said clinging to him," I don't want to be hurt anymore.", she whispered.

Steve held her in his arms and said," Don't worry, I'm right here."

They lay together until they fell asleep, leaving me cuffed to the door.

She was right. It did hurt.