I am sleeping, smiling, the most peaceful I have felt in years. Silent, no birds, no clock ticking, or fan moving. I wake up and it is pitch black. At first I think I am blindfolded but feel nothing around my face but air. I cannot move my legs or arms. I am vertical, elevated above the ground. My legs and arms are strapped wide againist some contraption. I am naked, I can tell I have been hanging for hours, the muscles in my arms and legs are worn. I can feel I am not against a wall, I feel the cold air wrapping around my body. I call out and my voice echoes, I realize I am in a basement. I feel my nipples get hard as the cool air brushes past my body. I am strapped at my upper thighs, ankles, wrist, and shoulders. My nose is itchy and I cannot scratch it. I hear footsteps walking above me through the floor. I don't hear any voices, I only hear 1 set of 6" stiletto pumps walking very slowly back and forth on the tile floor above, almost as if she is waiting for something. I call out again and the steps build pace as I hear the rusty cellar door slam open. I still cannot see anything and as she reaches the bottom of the steps I begin to hear water. The windows must be covered because my eyes have still not adjusted and I begin to get nervous. Without notice I begin getting sprayed by ice cold hose water and I scream out. After about 30 seconds of full blast chilling water to the face and body the hose is shut off. The figure runs back upstairs and slams the door. As the door slams a blanket falls off a window and I begin to get a glimpse of where I am. It is still very dark outside, the light isn't even as strong as a night light. The light shines off the puddle of water below me. I am hanging 6 inches off the ground. There is a bucket and stool below me. I see a bunch of tools and equipment around me, this is not a occupied space, and can tell this is a mans area. Before I can scream for help the footsteps begin again and come to the cellar door. The door opens slowly and she begins to walk down the steps. I am freezing, my nipples have never been this hard before and, and as I shiver I see drops of water fall to the floor. She approaches me, besides the 6" pumps, she is wearing long thigh high fishnet stockings, short mini shirt, blue button up blouse (to match the shoes) with a black lace bra underneath. She says to me, don't be nervous I wanted to make sure you were clean. I recognize the voice, but still cannot see her face. I asked, how did I get here. She told me not to speak again, that she won't hurt me. She begins to step closer and grabs a towel from the work bench. She begins to dry me. Her hands are very gentle, and she is taking her time as I watch her eyes take in my body. This is my clients wife! I havent seen her in years. Before I can speak she puts duct tape across my lips. She sits on the stool below me as she drys my ass, cock and balls. She looks sexy as my body floats above her. She takes off her blouse as she begins to sweat and puts it over my shoulders. She said that I have been asleep for a while and that I must have to pee. She stands up, picks up the bucket beside her, and grabs hold of my cock like a cow. She pulls on me straight down and I begin to scream from the sudden tug. She then looks me in the eyes very sternly and says pee for me, or you will hang here forever! I tried to get free but the more I struggled the harder she pulled on me. She said, shhhhhhhhhh I want to hear every drop. I give in and relax, I begin to urinate as her hands tightly grasp my cock. 1 hand holding me and the other holding the bucket. As she stands there her head is eye level with my cock, and she has a hugh smile on her face, as she licks the side of my penis and directs my pee into the bucket. As I finish she puts the bucket down and slaps my cock on her face. Her face is soaking wet with urine. She sits back down on the stool and begins to suck on my balls as I hang above her. Her lips her so soft and begin to get very hardI have so many emotions going through my mind. Should I be scared ? How did I get here ? what time is it ? What day is it ? Where is her husband? Is her husband upstairs ? Do I fight ?, or DO I GIVE IN ? Her tongue is moving slowly below me. I feel her saliva chill againist my skin as the cool cellar air rolls across my body. Her legs are spread open and her skirt has risen to expose her black thong, and garder as she sits on the stool below me. She smiles as her tongue passes from the tip of my cock, down to my balls, to my inner thigh and around to my asshole. She spends time between my tight ass as her tongue washes my asshole, and hands grasp my ass. I begin to salivate from the pleasure I feel. As my head hangs down the saliva weakens the glue of the duct tape, and it falls to the grown. The musles in my arms and legs are in much pain and I cannot understand how I got here. As she sits on the short stool below me, my cock is at the perfect height as it hangs in her mouth. She slowly moves her head and takes me in. I see her throat swell as her lips slide to the base of my cock. She doen't gag, although her body tell sher too. I cannot enjoy the experience as my skin begins to tear from the straps. The blood slowly starts to leave my body and drip to the floor. She doen't care. She has nothing on her mind but to continue to slowly move her lips up and down my cock. She suddenly jerks as lights from a car roll into the driveway. She yells "He was suppossed to be gone all week" and runs up the stairs. As she slams the cellar door the contraption weakens and I fall to the floor face first still strapped. I feel blood pouring out my head. I begin to get dizzy.........the room is spinning.......she is moving around very fast upstairs.......... I hear her husbands voice "babe I am home", everything goes black, I awake a few minutes later and I hear the 2 of them talking very peacefully, everything goes black, I awake to a door slamming, and him saying, "ok honey I will see you tonight". The son is up, it must be early morning, maybe 6:00am, I feel the dry blood on my face as I lay on the cold concrete floor, everything goes black!
My head is pounding, my body is warm, I am starving, I feel a bandage around my head, I am laying flat , on a bed....I think, but it is too hard to be a bed. My eyes open, the sun is shining. I am looking up at the cellar ceiling. She is there, I feel her touching me but I cannot move. I am covered in plaster, dryed plaster. The bandage on my head is not a bandage but plaster. I feel so comfortable, the plaster has insulated my body, and I am so warm. My arms are at my side fully plastered to the side of my body and chest. My head is wrapped and also dried to the gym equipment I am laying on. My face is free , just my forehead and hair are covered. My legs are spread wide and my feet are on the floor, I am on a work out bench, and my feet are tied to the bench. She has changed, I cannot remember her name. She is now wearing black leather knee high boots. The heels are also 6" high. No pants or underwear. Her long black hair is pulled back tight, and she is wearing a tight black tank top with no bra. She apologizes for me getting hurt, that she put the hanging contraption up in haste by herself and thought it was secure. She stated she took care of my wounds, both my head, and arms from the straps. I asked if I can have some water and she walks to a small refrigerator, opens it and pours the entire bottle over my head. Most of the water goes on the floor and up my nose and I am left just as thirsty as before. She than states, "you have had a rough night, but it would have been even worse if my husband would have found you". I asked, "what happenned". She stated that he was suppossed to be away for the week, but the trip was cancelled. He came home to sleep and he left this morning to go back to his office. "I planned on keeping you here for the week as my slave", she said, "but it seems I will have to let you go before he gets home later today.... My husband fucked me before he left, but as usual he didn't make me cum. Can you make me cum?
As I lay there in surprise she walks over to the bench, she puts 1 leg over me and straddles my face with her pussy. I still taste a mix of his semen and her juicy pussy as my tongue goes deep inside her. She begins to press harder on my mouth and nose and I cannot breathe. She enjoys seeing me suffocate and every few seconds releases the pressure so I can breathe. Her pussy is very tight! As my tongue slides over her clit I see she is beginning to enjoy it, and she grinds on my slowly as my tongue gently massages the inside cavity of her pussy. I begin to get hard as her hands reach behind and start to play with my cock. She stands up and turns around, she states "It is now your turn to taste my ass" She squats over me and spreads her ass wide, she sits perfectly as my tongue slides up and down her asshole. Her body shivers as I gently penetrate inside her. She slowly lays down on my chest to allow my tongue venture back to her pussy. She tatses so good, I cannot get enough as I watch her pussy juice roll onto my tongue from her throbbing pussy. Her tits are big and I feel them on my chest through the hard plaster she is laying on. Her mouth finds my cock again and begins to suck on me as I go down on her. I want to cum, but eachtime I come close, she smacks my cock and tries to bend it.
She now stands up and walks down to my cock, she is now facing me, she is swaying back and forth as my hard cock rubs her pussy lips. She sucking on her finger like a young school girl.My cock is starting to throb from her smacking and abusing it. She gives me a big smile as she slowly starts to slide down on me
..........to be continued