When Liz's Email came through, I was cautiously optimistic.
'When I come home tonight, wear what I have left prepared for you in the bedroom. You'll enjoy it.' It stated. Obviously, I dashed upstairs to see what was waiting for me. It wasn't much... but it was interesting. There were leather restraints at the top and bottom of the bed and there was also a ball gag and an inflatable butt plug lying in the middle. I examined the butt plug and saw that not only was it inflatable but it had a vibrating function too.
Our sex life recently had been quite schizophrenic; we usually had 'normal' sex in the usual positions, just like every couple I know, but every now and again, Liz's darker side would surface and things would be different. She would use a dildo or her strap-on to fuck me. Her attitude was much more dominant and wild however it seemed that tonight Liz was 'upping the ante' and was introducing bondage into our games, (O.K. I could live with that.)
It was very difficult trying to get any work done as my thoughts kept straying to what might happen later. I had decided not to put the restraints on until the last moment because once they were on, I would be trapped. I figured if I waited until I heard Liz's car on the drive, it would be safe to take the plunge.
Around about five o'clock, an hour before Liz got home; I gave up all pretence of work and took a shower. Naturally I realised that there would be some anal play and so used a small anal douche I had bought for nights like this. Once I was clean, I sat on the bed naked and examined the restraints Liz had installed. Not knowing what she had planned, I decided to be spread-eagled on my back, (probably the last active decision I would be making tonight...)
When Liz's car pulled up just after six, I had already inserted the butt plug and had experimented with both the vibrating and inflating options. I was wearing the ball gag and had my ankles held at each corner at the bottom of the bed. I quickly turned the plug onto its lowest setting and gave one pump on the inflator, just enough to keep it in place. I laid back and secured my wrists, the last solo one proved difficult but not impossible. I heard the front door open downstairs and was surprised to realise how exited I was, despite the gag I was smiling and my hard on was proof of my arousal.
I could hear Liz moving around in the kitchen until she turned the stereo on quite loudly, then I was forced to wait for her to appear. Would she have a new outfit? Would she be wearing a strap-on? What did she have planned?
I was breathless with anticipation when the bedroom door slowly opened, but was dumbfounded to see Liz was not alone... Liz had come in with Faye, and both women were wearing big grins.
I wasn't a big fan of Faye, who had always seemed to lead Liz astray, but they had been friends forever it seemed, and Liz worshipped her. Faye's family had always had money, and what's more, she had landed herself a very wealthy husband. To me she had always seemed spoiled and amoral, and I know she knew how I felt. Now, she was obviously enjoying my discomfort, as I wriggled pointlessly on the bed, mumbling profanities through the gag.
'Now Puppy, don't blame Liz for this, it was my idea' Faye said.
'It's ok Paul, don't be upset.' Liz added.
Both women had come to the bottom of the bed, but now Faye came around and sat next to me.
'You know Puppy, when Liz told me how adventurous you two were getting I didn't believe her.' As Faye said this, she reached out to play with my diminished erection. I glared at her and tried to shuffle over and away but the damned restraints wouldn't allow me to go far.
Her hand travelled from my penis up my body to my neck and then finally to tug on the gag in my mouth.
'This was my idea too' she said smiling 'I thought you might not let me join in your games willingly... Thought you might need persuading...'
The thought of Faye participating in our sex life was the final straw and I shot a look of malice at both her and that 'traitor' Liz.
'Paul, I...' Liz began, but Faye interrupted.
'Liz, let me. Paul, I thought you might need encouragement, let me show you something.' And she pulled out an iPod from her handbag. She played with the controls for a second or two and then turned the screen towards me.
Playing on the little screen was a video clip of a man being fucked with a strap-on. The man was quite clearly me.
The image changed, another occasion, a different position but again, even on the mini sized screen, still obviously me. The images had been filmed in this bedroom and following the angle, I looked up to some shelves we have, the camera must have been there.
'Oh wait Paul, it gets better'
I turned back to the IPod just in time to see the most damning images. Two weeks before. Liz had been quite inspired and had turned me over on my back until my dick was hanging over my mouth. She had then wanked me straight into my open mouth, it seemed so decadent and dirty at the time, now watching it on Faye's IPod I was horror struck.
'Oh you dirty puppy,' Faye laughed 'that's my favourite bit. I had the devil of a time formatting it for this though,' she said indicating the IPod,' it was on my computer as the screensaver for a while.'
Even without the gag, I would have been speechless. I just couldn't believe Liz had betrayed me like this.
'Now, you can let me play... Or I can send this clip to everyone we know, maybe even get it on the internet. What do you think?'
I fully believed Faye was capable of this; she only ever thinks about herself and can be very manipulative in order to get her own way.
'Tell you what, we'll go and get a drink, you mull it over', Faye said as she stood up. Once standing though, she hesitated, and turned to Liz.
'Sorry honey, I can't resist, he looks so helpless.'
She slid her hands up inside her skirt and then wriggled a little as she removed her panties. They were very flimsy and silky, and Faye suddenly leant over me and hooked the waistband over and around my ears. The gusset of the panties was over my mouth and nose and no matter how hard I shook my head I couldn't escape.
'Faye, you're terrible.' Liz said, but she was smiling and already heading towards the bedroom door.
'Well Puppy, I'm betting it's obvious now how horny this is all making me.' Faye giggled, and almost as an afterthought she slid the vibrating control onto a higher setting and gave the inflator pump two squeezes, filling me uncomfortably. Both women left me alone and just as Faye had planned, I couldn't help but inhale the musky scent of her arousal. Reluctantly, I felt my erection returning, as the vibrations from the butt plug left me craving release. Turning my head I could see she had left the video clip playing over and over again. It was in reality only a short clip, but it would be the end of me if it became public. I began to weigh up my options.
How bad would it be to let Faye join us? Most men dream of two women in bed with them. Was I being too negative? Despite the circumstances, it could be great. Ok, I wasn't thrilled about Faye knowing about my strap-on fetish, but clearly that boat had sailed.
