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 Once A Week (FM/M, bondage, submission) Chapter 2

   I found myself in a strange situation with the 'game' that I played with
one of my good friends and his wife.  Things were simple, I got tied up.  I
had to make myself available to play on an average of once per week.  I
continued to be amazed with some of the complicated tie-ups that Erica came
up with.  Adam sometimes watched and sometimes would go into another room
and ignore us until we were done.

   Erica, and I guess now I realize Adam too, slowly started changing what
would happen while I was tied up.  Erica tied me up once with arms above my
head in their hall closet.  I was kneeling with the two of them going about
their buisness as they always did.  They put me to the side as a toy and
ignored me.  However, this particular time, Adam was somewhere back the
hall and I heard Erica get in the shower.  Several minutes later Erica came
down the hall to the open closet in a towel.  She smiled down at me and
opened her towel for just a second.  Then wrapped herself back up and said
'Don't go anywhere and stay quiet.' A command I had heard often.

   I was a little stunned.  Our games had gone on for several weeks without
anything sexual about it and now I had seen my friends wife nude.  She's a
average girl, as I told you before, but I was still stunned seeing her
breasts and the small taunt nipples.  She didn't seem to care and headed
off down the hall, leaving me hanging.  I heard her talking with Adam in
one of the back rooms but didn't make out the words.  Things were very
quiet for several minutes and then I began to hear...  moans?  Then the
sounds got more and more obvious.  I was listening to them fuck in the
other room.  Moans, slurps and then the rythmic slapping of flesh that was
very graphic and obvious from my little closet.

   They went at it for about a half hour accompanied by bed squeaks,
giggles and groans.  I'd never been in audible range of someone having an
orgasm that I wasn't involved in.  It was an odd feeling, but somehow it
enhanced the tingle I had in my pants.  After a while they both came down
the hall dressed and Erica released me.

   A few 'normal' sessions of play followed.  Then they unfolded the next
step of their plan.  I was tied into a chair in their living room while
Adam was flipping channels on the couch.  Once I was completely secure,
Erica turned to Adam and asked him if he was ready.

   Adam came over behind me and scooted the chair until it faced the couch
and then he gave me the command instead of Erica.  This was a first!  "Stay
there and be quiet."

   Erica had moved over and stood in front of the couch.  Adam joined her
and started kissing her.  He quickly worked his way up and down a side of
her neck and she giggled whispering something in his ear.  The only word I
caught was 'dirty'.  She then knelt infront of him, and me and began
undoing Adam's jeans.  I must have had wide eyes at that point.  Adam
looked over with almost a scowl and said "Not a word!" I couldn't help but
watch.  I've seen my share of porn, but had never watched another couple
have sex in person.

   Erica pulled his jeans and shorts to his knees and proceeded to start
sucking Adam's cock.  Adam seemed to like it, a lot.  He looked down at her
and smiled and told her to look at him.  I sat and watched as she continued
to lick up and down his shaft, gently nibbling at his sack.

   This went on for a while and then Adam stood her up and told her to take
off her clothes.  They both then proceeded to strip.  I can tell you that
what you picture in your mind of porn stars skillfully removing clothing is
not what I was witness to.  These were two frumpy average people taking off
their clothes.  I saw the extra weight in her ass as she stepped out of her
panties.  No where near as smooth and perfect as a porn movie, but somehow
more exciting because it was happening in front of me.  Tan lines were
obvious on both of them, skin blemishes that everyone has, but makeup
covers up on a porn set.

   I started to panic at this point.  Erica began straightening up some of
the dog toys that were lying about and Adam walked over to me!  He stopped
a few feet short of me and Erica picked up a stuffed animal that was on top
of their floor and turned to watch what happened next.

   Adam started to explain.  "Remember, don't speak."

   I was thinking at a million miles an hour.  I found my eyes going
between Adam's cock bouncing a foot in front of me, his naked wife still
clutching a stuffed animal and the floor.  I'm not bi, not even interested.
Adam moved around to behind my right shoulder and flopped his cock and
balls right onto my bare shoulder.  They were burning hot!  I flushed and
didn't know what to do but look the other way.  Erica laughed out loud and
put the stuffed animal down on the TV and started walking over watching the
show.

   "What a good boy." She cooed, "Sitting there dealing with my husband's
dick on you."

   Adam laughed and then told Erica, "Go ahead and suck it.  He's not going
anywhere and we aren't having sex with him."

   Erica came close and leaned right over me.  Her tits swayed in front of
me and my cock actually jumped in my pants.  I couldn't get myself to look
to my right as she breathed right up the side of my neck and took his dick
into her mouth.  Slowly she worked it in and out of her mouth.  I could
smell her breath, his crotch, even a faint whiff of her cunt.  The only
thing touching me was his crotch and occasionally her chin bumped my
shoulder.  I slowly found myself wanting to look.  I caught glances out of
the corner of my eye.  Adam wasn't anything special, in fact I was bigger.
Erica was working things slowly, carefully.  I suspected it was to keep my
contact to a minimum.

   After a few minutes, Erica stopped and wiped her mouth off, just inches
from my face.  They both moved towards the couch and proceded to fuck
missionary for a good 15 minutes.  I was revolted and turned on.  I wanted
to watch and didn't.  They weren't the prettiest couple to put on a show
for me, but they were a live one and I was still feverish from the
encounter.

   Then they switched to Adam sitting on the couch and Erica straddled him
facing me.  Soon Adam built up and told her to get off and take it on her
tits.  She clambered down to the floor and Adam shot quite a load all over
her tits and face.

   She left to towel off, Adam dressed and they left me in the chair for a
good half hour after that.  Then they came in together and Erica let me
loose.  Adam went to the VCR with a camcorder tape.

   "Ok, John, I want you to see this."

   She then played 'the tape'.  It was grainy and shaking, and I was
looking at myself in black and white tied to their chair.  Then Adam's
naked body stepped into the picture standing over me.  I started putting it
all together.  The camera was in the teddy bear.  It must have been one of
those you leave in the house to record a babysitter.  Erica must have
picked it up as she left the room, too.  They had filmed it all.  By the
time my head stopped swimming Erica's voice came over the TV, ""What a good
boy.  Sitting there dealing with my husband's dick on you." She paused the
tape and things were silent.

   "There are a few things you need to think about.  If you want to opt out
of the games at this point we can't stop you.  Fair enough.  You can't stop
us from telling your wife about your past or what you have been doing
recently.  Up until that last little game, you might get away with a few
nights on the couch, but not with this."

   Adam had taken the remote and was fast forwarding.  He then hit play and
I realized how badly things looked.  Erica's ass was bent over me and our
faces were both somewhat facing Adam's cock with slurping noises and no way
of seeing what was really happening.  It didn't look good at all.  My wife,
Lisa, would leave me in a minute.  I was trapped twice over now.

   Adam said, "Look, you still get your bondage.  You are too big a guy for
me to not want bound so that you don't freak out at times.  We aren't into
pain, we aren't into hurting you.  Just humilliation and using you as a
tool.  A sex tool.  Only one rule that I've set up with Erica, and this is
if you want to go this route instead of going public.  One rule, you never
get fucked, sucked or anything.  Erica is my wife, and only I fuck her."

   They both grinned and Adam stood up by her on the couch.  Erica spoke as
she beckoned me over with a finger.  "Okay, you have two simple, simple
tasks today.  We aren't monsters and we will slowly get you used to your
role.  Come over here.  That's right kneel in front of Adam.  You don't
have to call anyone Master or take 10 strokes.  You just obey like a good
servant."

   She smiled and pulled me down to my knees in front of her sitting on the
couch and him standing in right there, arms crossed.  Then she pulled off
her shirt and pulled her bra down under her tits.  They were hanging there
a few inches from my face.  She then reached up and unbuttoned Adam's jeans
and worked them and his boxers down to his knees.  A cock that I was too
familliar with sprung out at me about a foot from my face.

   She grabbed his cock and began stroking it as she talked.  "Simple task
for you on your first day of a new job.  Suck his dick, get him to the edge
and then I will jerk him off on my tits.  Then you are going to rub his
wonderful load all over your face.  Lick up just a little of it and I'll be
happy.  You don't have to eat it all.  Then we can move on to your second
task.  Adam, the cuffs please?"

   Adam reached under a pillow on the couch and pulled out a pair of
handcuffs.  I hadn't seen those.  We had always used ropes.  He tossed them
to me and told me to put them on myself.  I did.  I didn't really have a
way to back out.  They both sat there waiting, not telling me to do it
anymore.  They just waited.  I slowly took his cock in my mouth.  Trying to
put my mind somewhere else, but the sensation was to obvious to ignore.  An
almost rubbery feeling to the warm flesh of his shaft going in and out of
my mouth.  The musky smell that wasn't wonderful but much less than the
scent of a wet pussy.  It didn't take long, maybe a minute or two before he
pulled out of my mouth and turned to face his wife.  She began stroking him
hard as he grunted and shot a load all over her tits.  I sat there watching
as drool from the corner of my mouth ran down my face.  I tried to wipe it
away.  I could smell his cum on her chest as she turned to me and pulled my
head closer.  Fortunately, I sastified her with one slight lick at a drop
of cum near a nipple.

   Erica then pulled my face into her breasts and smeared the load all over
her and me.  My whole face was sticky as she moaned.  By the time she let
me out of her grasp, Adam had pulled his jeans back on and taken a seat in
a chair.

   Adam smiled.  She told me to go lay in the middle of the living room
floor.  I did so, still stunned with a raging hard-on.  She left and came
back with a towel that she placed under my head and shoulders.  I layed
there looking up at her.  She took off her shoes, pants and underwear.  I
noticed that she had toweled her chest off, but my face was still slick and
salty.

   She then straddled my face, her ass touching my chin, neck and chest and
said one word.  "Eat." I smelled her strong scent and proceeded to probe
with my mouth, licking, sucking and even biting gently.  She came twice in
a 20 minute period.  I was covered in both of their juices.  She got up,
helped me to stand and then took the cuffs off.  Adam was zipping back up
from what I can only assume was jerking off to the show.  She sent me to
the bathroom with an order to clean up and then without any words was sent
home.
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