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Tapes
by Deirdre (address defunct)

***

Four people who enjoy one-upmanship end up playing and 
bondage and voyeurism, sometimes even a little blackmail 
to get their way with each other. (MF-cpls, reluc, bi, 
anal, bd, voy, blkmail)

***

I was a bit drunk at that party. That is really my only 
excuse. As if I really had an excuse when my wife, 
Sara, caught me outside with Judy, a woman with one 
thing on her mind that night. And I admit that if Sara 
hadn't caught us, I can't say how far things would have 
gone.

To say that Sara was upset would be and understatement. 
She was gone immediately, and I rushed home to find her 
packing. I knew I'd been stupid and didn't want her to 
leave, so I begged her to give me another chance. She 
wasn't listening and was soon gone.

The next morning, I felt like such a fool. A little bit 
of thought told me that Sara had spent the night at a 
friend's and was probably at work. I sent flowers and a 
note to her at work, and showed up at lunch time to beg 
her to have lunch with me. 

She would have nothing to do with me and I had to leave 
to avoid making a scene. That night she showed up at 
the house, but just to pack up more of her things. I 
used the opportunity to beg again, and told her I 
wanted her back more than anything else in the world.

I'm not sure she was really reconsidering, but she did 
stop while I was begging and looked at me with a 
thoughtful expression--almost a smirk. "You'll do 
anything to get me back?" She asked.

"Yes."

"Anything I ask you to?"

"Yes, I will."

"OK," she thought, and I definitely saw amusement on 
her face "I want a night with you where I call the 
shots. ALL the shots."

I only thought for a second. "OK," I said. I was 
terribly relieved. In just one night, she'd get her 
revenge, and then it would be over--we would be back 
together again. She still refused to stay, saying she'd 
come over the following night to collect on my promise 
first.

The following night Sara appeared around 8pm. She 
seemed cheerful enough. She asked me if I was ready and 
I assented. Then she told me to come with her into the 
family room. After I followed her in there, she turned 
around and told me to strip. 

I had a nervous twinge, but I recalled our agreement 
and went ahead. I also got a little excited, and my 
cock was growing by the time I was naked. I ended up 
just standing there in front of her. She looked me up 
and down. There wasn't any amusement on her face, and 
in fact, she looked rather serious. Then she told me to 
lie with my stomach on our ottoman.

I realized she was really going to get her pound of 
flesh, but after only a second's hesitation I did it. I 
admit I was beginning to worry. She knelt down beside 
me and had pieces of rope with which she tied my upper 
arms and thighs to the ottoman. Then she tied my wrists 
and ankles. 

I asked her what was going on, but she told me not to 
worry about that. Then she stuffed a rag into my mouth 
and tied another one around my head to hold it in. I 
knew I was going to get it, but still figured I'd 
manage.

The next thing I knew, she was bringing a man into the 
room. He was tall and very muscular. That is when I 
lost it. You see, not long after Sara and I first 
started having sex and were experimenting, Sara had 
shown an unusual interest in my ass. In fact, she told 
me a couple of times that she'd love to see a stud take 
my ass, to show me what a "real man" was. 

I let her know that that was absolutely out of the 
question and neither of us had mentioned it since. Now 
I was learning that she had remained intrigued by the 
idea all this time and was now making the most of her 
opportunity.

I struggled and yelled but it was no use. Sara 
introduced the guy as Dave and he went about his 
business, taking off his clothes. He was extremely 
muscular--obviously a body-builder. His cock was hard, 
too. Sara gave him some K.Y. jelly and she had our 
camcorder! She told me I could make this easy or hard, 
it was all the same to them. 

I cursed myself for forgetting Sara's little fetish. I 
felt fingers lubricating my rear hole and couldn't 
believe I'd let myself get trapped like this. I felt a 
finger work its way in. Sara stood by and taped. She 
definitely looked amused--more than amused--she looked 
ecstatic! I felt more -- two fingers? And then a lot 
more! I had no choice -- I had to do what I could. 

My cock was hard, pushed against the side of the 
ottoman -- how could that be? Sara commented on this 
and zoomed in to make sure she got my hardness. Dave 
didn't say anything, but started fucking me with long, 
slow strokes. *This can't be happening. I can't be 
hard. I can't be having a man's cock in my ass.* There 
was no thing I could do. I felt so trapped, so 
controlled, so violated.

I felt Dave cum in me. He was going wild, but then he 
slowed down. Sara was still happily getting it all on 
tape. She zoomed in on my face. And my ass as he pulled 
out. Was this my Sara?

Then they left. I was left alone, tied on that 
position. I don't know how long I had to wait -- maybe 
an hour, but it seemed like one hundred. I began to 
wonder if I had to get out of that myself. I managed to 
turn the ottoman on its side and lay there sideways on 
the floor. Other than a little scooting, that is all I 
managed.

Then Sara was back in the room. She untied me and told 
me we were done, that she was staying. She kissed me 
too, and she seemed genuinely thankful that I had 
"given" her this evening. 

I couldn't show much enthusiasm. I asked her where the 
tape was. She gave it to me. Then she told me it was a 
copy for my viewing pleasure, that she had been gone 
making copies so I wouldn't be able to erase her last 
copy. 

That night she wanted to snuggle, then to have sex. I 
couldn't resist her. While we were doing it, she told 
me that I had a "cute ass" and was grabbing my cheeks. 
I couldn't believe this. Still, I couldn't resist her 
and we came together like when we were first dating.

The next thing I noticed was that Sara's friends would 
stare at me speculatively, often when I wasn't watching 
them. Some of them looked amused. It didn't take me 
long to deduce that Sara had shown them the tape! I 
guess I learned a lesson in appearing nonchalant.

But one of Sara's friends, Leah, went a bit further 
than staring. She not only looked amused when I was 
around, but when we were alone, she complimented me on 
the tape just like Sara had done. She asked me if I'd 
watched it. When I didn't dignify that with an answer, 
she told me I should. Sara had asked me to watch it a 
few times too, but I always refused.

But Leah still wasn't satisfied. She told me she had a 
copy of the tape, but that she would like to see my ass 
"get it" in person. I tried to indicate that any ideas 
she had along that line were hopeless. But she had 
another idea and asked me how I'd like the guys at work 
to see the tape.

I felt trapped. I looked at her amused expression and 
knew there was no escape. She told Sara that I was 
going to give them both a show. I don't know if Sara 
knew about Leah's blackmail or now, but she seemed 
ready to get me to do it again, whatever it took. I 
felt faint.

They decided on the following night. Leah and Dave 
showed up. There I was, not bound by ropes, but with no 
choice! What could I do?

They had me strip and get over the ottoman again. Leah 
had a camcorder. In the end Sara tied me up and gagged 
me. Maybe I wouldn't have been able to go through with 
it without being tied. I shudder to think.

Dave did it again. I hate to say it, but though it was 
just as humiliating as the first time, it was somehow 
also easier. I just tried to let them get it over with. 
Soon Dave came as the women gleefully cheered him on. I 
couldn't believe this.

They untied me. Then Leah said that Sara owed me one. 
Sara said that was that was fair, but I watched Leah 
and she looked like she had something specific in mind. 
That's when she and Dave grabbed Sara, tied her to the 
ottoman. Then Leah took a pair of scissors and cut off 
all her clothes. 

Then Dave got behind her. She struggled hard. And all 
the while Leah was getting it all with the camcorder. 
She told Sara to relax, that she had this coming and 
there was nothing she could do about it. Dave just 
worked on her rear hole just as he had worked on mine. 
Soon he had a finger in her, then a little while later, 
he was sliding his cock into her. She was yelling into 
the gag. Leah was almost falling down in hysterics, but 
she still shot away, with close-ups on Sara's face and 
of the cock plunging right in.

Soon Dave had cum and was pulling out. Before Sara was 
untied Leah took the tape out and gave it to me. She 
gave me her keys and told me to lock it in her trunk -- 
or else. She still had that first tape -- I had no 
choice.

When I got back, I was in for another surprise! Leah 
was tied to the ottoman! Nude! Sara and Dave were there 
looking rather smug. Sara said Dave wasn't up for 
another go just yet, so I should teach Leah a lesson! 
Leah glared at me through her gag. Sara showed no pity, 
telling her she gets a turn like the rest of us.

I had been just standing there dumbly, so Sara told me 
to strip. She had a leather belt and she whipped Leah's 
ass with it. She ordered Leah to make it easy on 
herself. 

Leah finally looked resigned. Sara put the K.Y. jelly 
on Leah's rear herself and pushed her fingers into 
Leah's rear hole. While she was working her finger in 
and out, she slapped Leah's rear several times. She 
also masturbated my cock to get it hard as if it wasn't 
hard enough. 

Dave was sitting across the room, watching. 

Sara told me to do it, then told Leah to push her ass 
back into my cock. I felt Leah doing it. Sara went to 
find a blank tape while I continued. She got back, and 
started shooting us and yelled encouragement.

I felt Leah's cunt as I slipped my throbbing cock into 
her, she was sopping wet. I knew I wouldn't last very 
long with the wonderful arousal of fucking Sara's 
friend while they watched me do it.

Sara told Dave to wash his cock and come back quickly. 
Then she came over and pulled of Leah's gag. When Dave 
came back, she had him kneel in front of Leah and put 
his cock in her mouth. Then she was back at the 
camcorder. 

Leah was going crazy and Dave was hard in a minute. I 
came and withdrew. Sara gave me the camcorder and told 
me to get it all and she started whipping Leah again 
with the belt. Finally Dave came. Sara pulled out the 
tape and told me to go hide it. 

When I returned, Leah was untied, and lying exhausted 
on the floor.

Well, that was our last such adventure. Leah is no 
longer a bitch about that tape -- as yo9u might have 
guessed. She gave us a copy of her tape of me and Sara 
and we gave her a copy of the tape of her. 

A week or so later I finally broke down and watched the 
tapes of me getting it by Dave -- That's when it 
occurred that Dave was the only one in our group that 
hadn't gotten it up the ass.

***

Anyway, Sara likes to watch all three tapes, and just 
loves being fucked while she's watching them.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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