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 Once A Week (FM/M, bondage, submission) Chapter 1

   So first I'll start with a little background on this story.  My name is
John and I'm 35, 6'2" and keep in fairly good shape.  I work out alot and
would say that with blonde short hair and green eyes I am a decent catch,
but nothing to write home about.  I've always been hetrosexual.  This is a
true story that involves a former friend of mine for years named Adam and
his wife Erica.  Adam is in medicore shape, at about 5'10" and 190 lbs. 
His wife Erica would be a considered about average.  Her hair is blonde,
but not natural and her skin tones and figure are very average.  She's
about 5'9" and I would give her a second glance but not break my neck in
doing so.  Adam is fairly light skined and keeps his head shaved.  They
both are about 7 years my younger.

   Adam and I have been friends for years.  We had worked together at the
same office job for close to 10 years.  It was a close friendship that had
grown some distance naturally when he married a few years back.  I've been
married for about 12 years now.  We even had recently started car pooling
to save on gas and saw each other around the office regularly.  It all
seemed like a typical friendship.  Then things started to change.

   Adam asked me to help with some work in his basement, putting vents in
for a washer and dryer setup.  We had helped each other alot of times on
home repairs, so I told him I could come over Saturday morning and we would
do it while Erica was at work.  We began the task and had worked for about
an hour when he brought up a topic that would change things for me.

   "John, I've been thinking alot about things we've talked about over the
years.  The stupid stuff we've done we did when were younger."

   I didn't follow the sudden conversation change and asked, "What do you
mean?"

   "Well, for instance, you know that time you were drunk and got your
first she-male blowjob?"

   Of course, he started snickering, and I just shrugged, "Yeah yeah yeah,
I know and it was my only one too!  How drunk was I?  Very funny.  You did
some stupid stuff too.  Like that time that you starting up that fire with
a cigarette.  I mean who the hell flips a still smoking butt into a box of
cheap fireworks!"

   We both laughed and stopped talking while he cut some pvc with a
electric saw for the vent.  Then after the motor came to a stop, he started
talking again.

   "Well, have you told your wife Lisa about that?  The blowjob?  I mean
you guys were dating then."

   "Shit no!  Why would you even say that?  You know that she'd leave me."
I was wondering how stupid my friend could be.  Lisa had always been
extremely jealous and would have been double offended given the
circumstances.

   "See if this fits."

   He handed me the cut piece of pipe and I turned around and checked the
fit.  While I was doing that I heard the door to upstairs shut.

   "What was that?" I aksed.

   "Huh?  Oh, must have been the dog.  Does it fit?"

   "Man, what have you been smoking?  That wasn't the dog." I wondered what
Adam was talking about.  he definately seemed up to something.

   He just smiled as the door opened again and his wife Erica came down the
steps, "Oh, it was just Erica.  Hey hon!  Get what you need?"

   She smiled, standing there in a t-shirt and some gym shorts.  "Yup, sure
did." Then she pulled a camcorder from behind her back and smiled at me.

   "Okay you two, I'll bite.  What the heck is going on?  I thought you
were at work, Erica.  And what's with the camcorder?" They both were
wearing big goofy grins and Adam even looked a little nervous.

   Erica started talking again.  "Adam and I think that you should have a
chance to share your little secret with Lisa.  So we planned this out."

   I asked Adam, "What's she talking about.  Don't tell me she had that
camcorder the whole time we..."

   "Yup buddy, you've been had.  She just hid the tape upstairs.  Now just
hear her out, okay?"

   I guess I must have looked stunned so Erica just kept talking, "I know
that you have a fetish for being tied up.  Not anything hardcore, just
bondage.  See Adam doesn't keep secrets from me.  I also know that Lisa
doesn't get into that kind of thing at all."

   I was still stunned.  I mean, I had mentioned Lisa's lack of interest in
anything kinky to Adam.  I didn't mind.  I loved her.  I hadn't expected
Adam to share that info with his wife.

   "Look, John, Erica gets into bondage and it's not my tastes.  So we have
a little propsition for you.  We keep the tape a secret and you become
Erica's little tie-up toy.  Your clothes stay on, and there is no sex. 
This just gives you a way to do something that you want without cheating.
It's without guilt.  I mean, Lisa doesn't like you smoking cigars, but you
do when we go on camping trips.  It's not like you are fucking someone
else, right?  So you don't ever tell her.  It's the same thing.  You stay
here safe with friends and both of you get your fill of something you
wanted without any guilt."

   Erica came down the rest of the stairs.  "We could start today.  It
stays between the three of us, as long as you want it that way.  The tape
is our insurance.  Adam always supervises.  No sex.  No problem.  What do
you think?"

   I took a minute to compose myself.  I had a lot of thoughts running
around in my head.  I had a lot of feelings running around in my crotch
too. "Well, first of all, I'm guessing that the tape is to talk me into it
even if I don't want to eh?" They both nodded.  "Okay, let's assume I
will." I felt a little hot, and definately was getting rock hard.

   Adam smiled to Erica and she spoke.  "We discussed this.  He and I are
in control.  Period.  You submit to us to be tied up, and stay silent. 
Forget the 'Master and Mistress' crap.  You stay silent.  We tie you up and
go on about our buisness here at the house.  You have a safe word, but if
you utter it one single time, ever, then that's the last time we play this
little game and the tape gets turned over to Lisa, confession and all.  No
questions asked and no second chance.  Additionally, we pick the times and
you have to find the reasons that you come over.  You fail to show up, same
result."

   Adam took over talking.  They had obviously planned this out, "So you
have to give in to us.  It's everything you wanted and nothing you didn't.
I mean there is no sex involved.  Erica is a dominant type and I don't
really dig the submissive thing myself."

   Erica had wandered over to a shelf in the basement and came back again
with a length of white cotton rope.  I felt like I could shoot a load in my
pants at the sight of it.  Even with my friend's wife carrying it!

   Adam said, "Okay, your choice.  I can finish the job here by myself.  So
what's it going to be?"

   I submitted to what I thought were my friends.  That first day was so
simple.  We all three went upstairs.  Erica took me into the living room
with Adam wathcing, I knelt down by their coffee table as she told me.  She
looped my arms behind my back and somehow tied that into the corner of the
coffee table, and then to my ankles.  I don't know what the knot was, but
she had me pinned solidly within about 3-4 minutes.  My arms were
comfortable behind my back, but I really couldn't move them and I had about
6 inches I could scoot on a sort of leash to the coffee table.

   Erica simply told me to 'Stay there, and be quiet' and then proceeded to
get on the computer and read email.  Adam just chuckled and went back
downstairs and worked for a couple of hours.  I was made into an object
that sat there waiting for them to have a use or need of me.  I waited
patiently and was ignored for about an hour and a half.  Afterwards, Erica
untied me, told me they would make time in the next few weeks and ushered
me to the door.  Adam told me he would see me at the bi-weekly poker game.

   I went home and took a shower, jerking off to what had just occured.  I
couldn't mention it to my wife.  But then, I hadn't really done anything.
It was fantastic.

   The next morning I bought it up on the way to work.

   "So, you want it this way, Adam?  I mean, how often am I going to have
to do this to keep my secret from Lisa.  How do you know that Erica isn't
going to sink me and show Lisa the tape the next time you two fight?"

   "Look, John.  It's simple.  We decided as long as you submit to her for
this on an average of once per week, there won't be any problems.  You and
I are just the same as we were before yesterday.  It's just a simple thing
giving you something you really want and her something she really wants. 
Trust me, just go with it.  It'll be a lot easier on you."

   True to his word, it wasn't mentioned at all, except for when I made
plans to spend time over there.  The other 'sessions' were much like the
first one.  Once, I was standing blindfolded and tied to the door of the
fridge.  Erica did the bills, while Adam worked out on their treadmill in
the other room.  I even had to scoot wih my bound legs for Adam to open the
fridge for something to drink after working out.

   She always tied me up in new and different ways, they went on about
their lives and then eventually returned and released me.  Once, I was
hogtied on the floor while Adam mowed the grass and Erica ran some errands.
Adam even came in and asked me a few questions about why I liked it so much
or how long would I like doing this.  I couldn't help but notice from the
floor when he sat in a chair nearby and talked to me that he had a boner
too!

   Little did I know that they had other plans.  It was slow methodical
turn of events that turned me into their servant.  They made small changes
in our little game, walking me towards a total loss of control.  But that
is another story.  Like my story, want to hear more?  Email me at
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