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Tied To The Table 
by Wife Watcher (wifwat@excite.com)

***

A husband's fantasy of tying his wife to the table ends 
with her becoming a gangbang slut, unbeknownst to him. 
(M+/F, wife, bd, gb, blindfolded, cuck)

***

One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me 
naked to the kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit 
silly but if that would make him happy, I didn't mind. 
He stripped me naked, blindfolded me and put a gag 
around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table, 
spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. 

I was lying across the table with my arms either side 
of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the 
table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around 
my wrists and tied the ends of the rope to the table 
legs on the far side. 

When I was trussed up like that, I found it to be quite 
stimulating. Especially with my legs pulled wide open, 
I could feel my pussy lips being stretched open as well 
and this was causing my juices to flow. He gave me a 
good fucking and I quite enjoyed it and he was really 
thrilled by it.

The following week he had a few days off work, so on 
the Wednesday morning, he asked if he could do it 
again. I said don't you think it's a bit early in the 
day. But as he was obviously feeling randy, I agreed. 
He tied me as before, including the blindfold and gag. 

He had just started fucking me, when the phone rang. We 
have a wall mounted phone and he could reach it without 
breaking his rhythm. It was Alice from over the road, 
her husband Bill was trapped under a load of lumber, 
not hurt but couldn't get out. So Tom said that he 
would go over and help. 

"I won’t be long," he said to me.

I replied "Wumf, Umfl, argh, wwwff." which meant 'untie 
me' but with the gag in my mouth I couldn't speak. 

"It's OK, I'll only be a few minutes." and off he went.

I was laying there, trussed up like a turkey waiting to 
be stuffed when the thought occurred to me that my 
bottom was facing the door to the hallway and if the 
postman looked through the letterbox, he would see 
right up the hall and right up me. That idea started to 
turn me on and I was feeling quite sexy when I thought 
that I heard a squeak, then another, then another; then 
it stopped. 

Then I thought that I heard the door to the garden open 
but I wasn't sure. Then I felt hands on my hips and 
something rubbing across my pussy lips. Oooh it did 
feel nice. Tom must have come in the back way and was 
continuing where he had left off. 

Oh yes, I was enjoying this feeling as the cock started 
to push it's way between my lips and go deeper inside 
my pussy. In, out. In, out. Gently fucking me deeper 
with each stroke. Then faster and faster, my climax was 
building as the cock shot its hot spunk into me. My 
climax kicked into action as I came and came.

It was lovely, Tom had never fucked me so delightfully 
before. 

I said, "Wumf, Umfl, argh, wwwff."  But there was no 
reply, only the sound of the door opening and closing. 
I couldn't understand what Tom was up to but I just lay 
here reveling in the after glow of a good fucking. Then 
I heard the door again, then hands on my hips, a cock 
entering my pussy but his time it was a fast and 
furious fuck. It got me going but I didn't reach a 
climax. 

The cock shot its hot spunk into me, and then withdrew. 
Then another set of hands, another cock entering my 
sloppy pussy. What was going on here? Who where these 
people? What was Tom up to? As this new cock pushed its 
way into me, I could feel the walls of my pussy being 
stretched wider and wider. It must have been a very 
thick cock, it felt wonderful.

I had never felt so full before. I just relaxed and 
enjoyed the sensation of being used and stretched by a 
strangers cock. I climaxed 3 times before the huge cock 
shot its hot spunk inside of me. It withdrew, I heard 
the door, then quiet. 

I must have been there for another 15 minutes when Tom 
returned full of apologies for being so long. He untied 
me and straightened me up, saying that I must be stiff 
being left tied in that position for so long. He made 
no mention of anyone else being here, so if he hadn't 
arranged it, who was it. I said I was feeling stiff and 
would go and have a hot bath to relax. In reality I 
wanted to wash out all the spunk in me before Tom 
noticed.

It was as I lay relaxing in the bath that I heard the 
same squeaking that I'd heard just before being gang 
banged. It was the window cleaner, of course, it's 
Wednesday morning. he always comes every other week at 
10am Wednesday mornings.

Two weeks later, just before 10am on Wednesday morning, 
Tom was back at work and I was alone in the house. I 
went to the kitchen and tied rope around the table 
legs, put on a blindfold and gag and lay across the 
table as before. I just wrapped the ropes around my 
wrists and held the ends in my hands. And waited. (I 
didn't bother about tying my ankles.) 

After a few minutes I heard the door, and then I felt 
the hands, then the cock entering me. My husband had 
unwittingly started me off as a gang bang slut but now 
I love it, can't get enough strange, unseen cocks using 
me, fucking me; emptying their lovely spunk into my 
eager cunt. 

Each Wednesday they brought more men. Last week I 
counted 10 cocks fucking me. I don't know if it was 10 
men or just some of them having 2 goes at my eager 
cunt. 

I left a note taped to the window, it read: THESE 
WINDOWS ARE A DISGRACE, INSTEAD OF CLEANING THEM ONCE A 
FORTNIGHT, THEY WILL NEED CLEANING TWICE A WEEK, ON 
MONDAY & WEDNESDAY.

It's now almost 10am Monday and I'm just going to put 
on my blindfold, (I don't use the gag anymore as the 
men like to fuck my throat.) and lie over the kitchen 
table and wait to be shagged rotten. 

Isn't it funny how things turn out, it was my husband 
who wanted me to be tied up and fucked and now I have 
lots of lovely cocks using me and he doesn't know. Be 
careful what you ask you wife to do or she might enjoy 
it more than you know.

END

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