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Who Says Marriage Is Dull

... moisturize your skin.&#034 The lotion almost immediately stopped the burning. I was grateful. She rubbed it in sensuously all over my pubic area. It was very soothing. My erection had subsided when the burning started, but it was coming back to life as she rubbed lotion on me. I could feel clamps being put on my nipples. They were being tightened. Oh, the sweet pain. I didn't mind that at all. It was very pleasurable and my cock jumped. She ran her tongue over each nipple, sucking and nibbling, increasing my sensation. I don't think my cock could get more rigid. I needed release from all of the stimulation I was experiencing. It seemed as though Rachel could read my mind. &#034Now I'm going to fuck you.&#034 She explained. &#034You look like you're ready.&#034 I was so turned on. I couldn't wait to feel her hot pussy on my cock. She was right. I was ready. Ready to have that hairy pussy clench down on me. My cock was as hard as it gets, if not more so. My wish was that I could see what was going on. Who Says Marriage is Dull by Mistress Blue Chapter 4 Here I was, spread eagle on the bed. I was restrained with wrist and ankle cuffs, blindfolded and gagged. All of my pubic hair had been removed. My balls felt really tight. They must have been tied up. I couldn't see what was going on but I could certainly feel the raging hard-on I was sporting. My wife, Rachel, was dressed like a Dominatrix and she had me completely at her mercy. She was even wielding a riding crop made of ...

... leather. I had never been so sexually stimulated in all of my 42 years. She had just informed me that she is going to fuck me. I was undoubtedly ready to cum. I couldn't wait to feel her hairy pussy slide onto my recently punished cock. It was twitching just at the thought. I felt something cold and wet against my asshole. Wait a minute! Rachel removed my blindfold. I was horror-stricken. She was wearing a strap-on dildo. I wanted to tell her to stop. &#034MMPPHHH&#034 was all that I managed to say with the gag in my mouth. &#034What is that pet?&#034 she asked. &#034Oh, yes, I know you're anxious. I definitely didn't want you to miss seeing this.&#034 The dildo was black, not overly huge. It wasn't petite either. It seemed to be about the size of my own cock. &#034I'm going to start you off small.&#034 She said with a smirk on her face. I couldn't get away. My terror was rising, but my erection was still tremendous. I didn't want to look; yet I couldn't help myself. It was like a train wreck. I just couldn't avert my gaze. I watched as she steadied herself in between my legs, which were spread out and restrained so I couldn't close them. She guided the head of the dildo to my puckered anus. She swirled the lubricant around my hole with the head of her fake cock. I thought maybe she was just playing around to scare me. I didn't know. She was just teasing my entrance. She started to insert the head of this menacing probe. I cried &#034NO STOP&#034 this had gone too far. My cries ...