1. Neighbours - Chapter 54


    Date: 1/14/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: sissycrissy 

    ... love bed!” Cheryl laughed.

I was afraid that Cheryl might feel my bra straps hanging onto me as she was, but I don’t think she was really feeling much of anything. It took a bit of effort, but I got her upstairs, undressed, and into our bed. I fed her some aspirin and also gave her a large glass of water. Once she finished that one, I refilled the glass to leave on her bedside table.

“Good night, love,” I said, but she was snoring by the time I reached the door. I turned out the light and closed the door softly.

My own night was not over.

I brushed my teeth, wanting to be fresh for whatever, and to wake up a bit. I realised as well that my mouth was tasting of stale cum.

I slipped out of the house and made my way next door. Their doorbell seemed so loud that late at night and I felt so exposed, waiting on their front porch for them to answer. Liam opened the door for me at last and invited me in.

“Strip,” he commanded. “Right here, right now. You can come in once you’re just wearing stockings and panties and your bra. Nothing more.”

“Yes, Master,” I replied and got to work obeying.

He watched me strip, as though he was both waiting impatiently and inspecting me at the same time. Once I was done, he cuffed my wrists behind my back and buckled a collar around my neck. Tugging on my leash, he led me inside. We walked past the living room and right to the stairs, and I followed him upstairs.

My heart was starting to beat a little faster once I ...
    ... realised he was leading the way to the master bedroom. He was so efficient about every moment, leading me into the bedroom and taking me to a corner of the room near an easy chair that it took me a beat to notice that Lydia was already there.

I felt something like guilty or naughty seeing her there, as she was wearing even less than I was. She was waiting for Liam in the smallest and sexiest lingerie set that I’d perhaps ever seen. It held her curves perfectly in the way that perhaps only really expensive, well-fitted lingerie could.

Liam laid my leash over the back of the chair and looked me in the eyes.

“Stay,” he commanded like one would to a trained pet.

“Yes, Master,” I replied in a soft whisper.

He turned from me and moved towards the bed and his wife. From that moment, it was like I wasn’t there.

He sat up, lifting herself to him as he got closer, and he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately. His hands were all over her, caressing and exploring her body. He was firm but not rough. His hands moved all over her, knowing her every inch. She returned his passion equally, and it was not long before her hands were removing his clothing.

After watching so much of my own use on screen, the act I was witnessing felt so different. It was intimate, passionate, and loving. I felt like an intruder, watching them together, though neither one of them acknowledged my presence at all. It wasn’t long before Lydia’s stockings and garter belt were the only ...
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