The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires - Sex Stories

The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

... sideways 'S' or an 'S' that had been pushed over, Cillian gently lowered Jemima's feet to the floor. Then he helped Jem to lie on her stomach on the upward curve of the sideways 'S' with her head and feet low and her pert, heart-shaped ass thrust lewdly up by the high part of the 'S'.

Taking the leg spreader from Tina, Cillian placed it under his wife and swiftly bound it to her knees. Next, he pulled out some leather wristbands. After buckling them around Jem's wrists, he attached them together using the snap hook on one of the bands. In mere seconds, Cillian had his wife tied securely to the 'chair' with her sexy ass displayed for all to see and use.

Cillian handed Tina the crop and paddle she'd selected earlier. "I assume you know how to use these safely? He asked. "If you don't, I can give you some quick pointers." Tina acknowledged that she could, and Cillian added, "Two rules: No blood, and if Jem yells red, you stop immediately."

"You'll let me whack your wife with these?" Tina disbelievingly asked. "What will you be doing?"

"Tina, Jem's chosen you to play with. That's a rare privilege that I'm sure you deserve because Jemima does not choose unwisely. She trusts you. Therefore, so do I." He stopped and thought carefully about what Tina had said. "Oh," he added. "I'll be getting a blow job."

"What do I get out of this?" Tina asked.

Confused, Cillian said, "The paddle and crop were already out. Did Jem get them out and ask you to paddle and crop her? ...

... Or did you want to do that, and Jem was game?"

"I asked her to get the paddle, and I chose the crop when you told me to select what I wanted from your rack."

"So, you get to do what you wanted to do—crop and whack Jem's tits and ass as you fuck her with your strap-on."

Tina stared at the sexily tied, stunningly beautiful woman before her. Jemima's ass wriggled salaciously, almost as if it was begging to be spanked, touched, caressed, and fucked. Jem's lush brown breasts hung heavily on either side of the chair's narrow band. Her mind spinning with lustful possibilities, Tina picked up the weighted nipple clamps. Comparing Jemima's nipples to the clamp's width, Tina adjusted the pressure screw to widen the clamp's pincers. She wanted the pincers to hold firmly to her submissive lover's nipples but not squeeze them so tightly that any pleasure was lost in the pain.

Satisfied she had it right, Tina attached the clamps to Jemima's nipples. However, no sooner did she stand up than they fell off.

"They were set right when you picked them up," Cillian amusedly said. "After all, this is not our first rodeo. Toss them over here," he added, holding his hand out.

Cillian held the clamps up to the light and quickly readjusted them to approximately where they were before Tina had fiddled with them. When he handed them back to her, Tina experimentally tried them on her forefinger's tip.

"Ouch!" Tina yelped, instinctively ripping her finger from between the two pincers. ...