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She unzipped it at the back, pushed it down and then tossed it to a chair behind her. The disrobing left her in garterbelt, stockings and tall high heels, her body shivering in front of a gaze more cold and vile than Reggie’s had ever been. Scary, because unlike the unpredictable but well known essence of her husband, Will was like a revolution underneath his cool, one that played with hot burning flames she had no idea how to overpower. The only reason she was consenting to this was because it felt right in the middle of her bones. It made no logical sense, it didn’t conform to her nature, it was an act that seemed so foreign to her sense of self as to be almost laughable. Though she was hardly laughing.
Will was a dangerous man for her, this play of his a risky endeavor. She felt safe only because Will was her best friend’s husband, and Reggie’s best friend, even though she wasn’t sure that was security enough. There was no denying the fear. Perhaps she was scared because it wasn’t so much a physical torture awaiting her, but a painful lesson of the soul she was about to endure: an exercise in defenseless surrender, such surrender always frightened her to the core, and now, Reggie, her security in this bizarre world, couldn’t even be there.
From his bag on the floor, Will pulled out a dildo.
“In your ass,” he said, handing it to her. “Grease it first if you like.”
Jocelyn took the thick stalk and slathered it with cream from a jar Will held. About to lean over her desk and impale herself, Will interrupted.
“On the floor.”
The horror of the next hour was beginning to catch up with her. Though a knock on the door startled her back to reality just as she was moving to her knees.
“Oh, my god!” she snapped to, trying to stand up.
Will reached out and stopped her. “Don’t worry, that’s for me, Jocelyn,” he said. “Get on your hands and knees and shove the prick inside your ass.”
While Jocelyn obeyed, her heart was pounding hard. She hoped it was Reg on the other side of the door.
Answering the knock, Will rose from his chair and ushered two men inside, their eyes instantly taken by the sight of the bowing submissive with the fake prick in her ass.
“Reggie’s bitch,” one man said.
It was Kevin, the young gardener from the estate, the one she’d hired, flirted with, and nearly fired for being too damned cocky. The young voyeur had taken too much pleasure watching her sunbathe naked. She’d had words with him just days before. When she heard the other man speak, she recognized his voice too, Gus.
“You got the mistress of the house to bow for you, how fitting,” he said with a darkness in his delivery she’d never
forget.
“You can take her as you like,” Will informed them. “There’s a whip, a paddle, the cane and a strap.”
***
“I imagine when Kevin and Gus arrive, they’ll play havoc on her ass,” Reggie said.
Kevin and Gus! Good God! Bound to silence, all Alex could do was think of the scene of her dearest friend bound by Will’s rope, and paddled by the ruthless Gus. Her own torture at the man’s hands made her instantly wince.
“We discussed the possibilities and decided after she humbles herself a while at their feet, they’ll tie her ass high to take her. You remember that—over the tree stump at the cabin?”
The memory was vivid, and Alex wanted to cry just thinking of Jocelyn so bared and degraded.
“How could you do this!” she finally blurted out.
“I thought I told you to keep your mouth shut?” His chilling delivery forced her to settle. Reggie waited a moment, then finally spoke. “She needs it just the way you did. Whether you realized it or not, it’s everything she’s wanted.”
Alex shook her head no; though to disagree more might provoke his wrath, and now was not the time for that.
“Gus and Kevin will take her cunt, and at some point she’ll have two cocks fucking her. Will will have her ass.”
Alex squirmed in her chair at the thought. Imagining Jocelyn and the three men. Imagining herself in the staggering same circumstances.
***
Tying the fake prick into Jocelyn’s ass with ropes that wound around her thighs and waist, Will then hoisted her to the top of the coffee table in front of the leather sofa. Binding her wrists further diminished her in their eyes. She’d agreed to this for reasons she couldn’t explain and was now powerless to protest or complain. What could she possibly gain from objecting to the treatment, especially when her body was feeling so…so amazing? She felt the rude torture of Will’s hands as they combed her flesh, prodded her cunt with fingers going deep, and pressed hard on the invading dildo. Each act was so demeaning, and yet so fraught with arousal.
Will raised her body heat before any instrument left a single stroke or smack. He squeezed her breasts, pinched her nipples until she cried out, and then pulled her head back by her hair so that she had to look him in the eye.
“Tell me you love it,” he said evenly.
