Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Six - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Six

... the use involves pleasure for at least one of the users. Sometimes pain is present as well. When I host small parties in this room, I will often have a woman hanging here as decoration. Think of it as a Christmas tree. Sometimes I hang several women. My guests always appreciate my decorations.” “Baby, you should offer to be the decoration ornament for one of your neighbor’s parties. I think you might enjoy yourself; I am sure his guests would enjoy you. Would you like to do that?” Laura knew her husband was still playing the game; she could play too. “I would like that; I would like to be your bauble to hang on the tree. When is your next party?” “I must have one soon.” “Show my husband how I would look.” Laura held an arm to Upper Floor and he led her to the wall. “Is this blue gown a suitable color for a party? Maybe I should wear virginal white, demon black or sultry red?” “Those are fine colors, all could be appropriate for a party. Blue will do for tonight. For a party it must be flesh that my guests can enjoy.” “Yes, my flesh; hoist me, mount your decoration.” Dan wasn’t at all surprised by his wife and her demeanor. Sometime during the day a switch flipped in her personality. She had knife in hand and delighted in pricking Dan with that knife. Dan knew the knife handle had been carved with Laura fucking Artsy. Laura hung facing the wall; she was stretched, but not uncomfortably so. She looked up and saw she could be stretched further. Upper Floor led her Baby across ...

... the room to the wall with the whips, the whips and the pictures. She could hear them talking to one another, but not every word. Their conversation seemed garbled to her. Facing just the bare wall disoriented her. She didn’t hear them return; didn’t know they were standing behind her. A hand gripped Laura’s rear signaling they were with her again. Whose hand was it; Laura resisted the urge to turn her head and look. Was it both; another hand touched her in front. She closed her eyes to live the moment in her mind. Whoever was touching her began to raise her gown, first in back, next in front. When her nightgown was waist high, the unknown hands fondled front and back. Laura kept her eyes closed. She leaned her head back; she was supported only by the restraining cuffs. Hands stopped fondling and they lifted her gown to shoulder level. Dan’s voice came from the middle of the room, “Flesh will do nicely for your party.” Upper Floor’s hands had been touching her. They allowed her nightgown to drop and cover. “Now I want to see the balcony my wife has told me about.” “It is her favorite place in this room.” Laura gripped the railing looking out; the cuffs remained on her wrists without straps. “It is even more beautiful with the fog we have tonight. I have been waiting for the fog.” Upper Floor adjusted the spotlights to focus on Laura at the rail. He handed Dan one snap link and he fastened her in place with the other. They stepped back to the wall leaving her alone again. “The ...