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Broken- Chapter Two

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Tom was pacing back and forth across the twenty foot space between the ensuite and the massive dresser, wearing a rut in the finely woven Persian carpet. Robert cleared his throat as we approached the master bedroom and Tom stopped mid-stride and watched as I led Robert in by his cock. ?Sit.? Robert said, pointing at the ornate Queen Anne chair facing the bed and wordlessly, Tom complied.

Robert stopped me at the foot of the bed and turned me to face my husband. ?Don?t move.? He instructed me and turned to Tom. He twirled the roll of duct tape around his finger and smiled. ?Arms on the arm rests.? He ordered and when Tom rested them on the plush, white fabric, Robert bound first one wrist then the other and repeated the process at the crook of his elbow.

?Legs.? He said simply and Tom positioned his legs to rest against the legs of the chair. Once again, tape about the ankles and again about his knees. Robert stood and reached across Tom to take a chilled bottle of water from the table on his left. I watched as Roberts cock dangled inches from Tom?s face and held my breath as it slapped against Toms cheek. Tom closed his eyes and his mouth flattened into a thin line.

?Open.? Robert said and without risking a glance, Tom opened his mouth. Robert turned to look at me, his cock in hand and smiled. Instead of what either of us was expecting, Robert tipped the bottle and poured the chilled water into Toms mouth. Toms eyes shot open and he swallowed greedily for a few brief seconds before Robert pulled the bottle away and tore a piece of tape from the roll. ?Mouth.? He said curtly and with a helpless glance in my direction, my husband complied and allowed himself to be gagged as well.

?Now!? Robert barked, clapping his hands together. ?The beginning of something truly special. Today,? He said turning back to face my husband. ?Today is a day neither of you will ever forget.? He moved quickly, like a panther and caught my wrist and drawing it above my head, fashioned it into a handcuff suspended from the frame of the four poster California king sized bed frame. He slid to my right and attached my other wrist to yet another pair of cuffs and pulling on the chain between them, forced me onto my toes.

My breasts drawn high, he ran his hands across them, down the flat of my stomach and kneeling before me, kissed me right above my throbbing clit. He fastened my ankles each to their own shackle, forcing my legs to spread wider, forcing me up on my toes further. I was as exposed as anyone could be. Exposed and dangerously vulnerable.

?As I was saying,? Robert said as he stepped into the gulf that separated me from my husband, ?Today is the day your wife learns what it is to submit to a true man. A man capable of things you?ve only ever dreamed of Tom. ?After I am done with her, you will be lucky to be allowed to lick a black man?s cum from her gaping holes. After I am done with her, your cock will never satisfy her and her body will no longer belong to you. She will seek out black cock and this I promise you, she will stop, drop and satisfy every black man she encounters without hesitation.?

Robert turned then and smiled at me. ?Ready?? He asked and I nodded. Reaching behind me, he took hold of a flail, a leather wrapped monstrosity with flat, broad leather strips and swinging it in a wide arc, brought it up between my legs with a force that lifted me off of the ground. I grunted at the impact. The leather stinging my tender flesh and I felt myself go wet with desire. With hooded eyes, I watched as the flail came around again, a direct hit and my pussy clenched and my breasts tightened and I knew that a few more hits like that and I was going to cum violently.

I was going to cum! Again and again the flail slapped against my dripping core and as the pain increased, the pressure between my thighs mounted until with a scream, I felt my legs give out as my thighs quivered violently and an orgasm ripped though me. Tom had remained silent throughout my whipping but the straining erection in his pants told me more than I wanted to know. My husband enjoyed watching me being abused like this. He enjoyed watching this man whip me. He enjoyed my pain. It was then I decided that Robert was right. He would own me, break me and when it was all said and done, I would be everything he said I would be and so much more.

Robert took the flail and pressed it into Toms face and smiled down at him. ?Smell it Tom, smell your wife?s juices on the leather. Smell it and realize that I can make her cum by hurting her. Smell it and know that she enjoyed being hurt so much, she came violently for me.? Tossing the flail across the room, Robert pulled a large, round headed vibrator from the dresser and laid it at my feet. He then pulled wicked looking nipple clamps out and held them up for us to see. The clamps themselves were ridged, attached by a length of silver chain.

He crossed to me and pinching my nipple, secured the clamp to it gently. The pain it created when he tugged on the chain made me gasp. It also made my pussy clench. He attached the second clamp to my other nipple and jiggled the chain a few times. ?Like that don?t you?? He whispered in my ear just loud enough for Tom to hear. ?You like the pain as much as the pleasure.?

I stared my husband straight in the eye and as Robert pushed two fingers into my dripping slit, I gasped a long and trembling, ?Yessss.? As my hips bucked against his hand. Robert began to seriously finger fuck my tight, white pussy and as my thighs began to tremble, as my knees began to give out and as an orgasm of epic proportions began to crest, he pulled his fingers out of me so suddenly, so violently that I screamed, ?NO!? and began to fight against the restraints.

Casually, he walked over to Tom and ripped the tape from his mouth and pushed his fingers into Toms mouth. ?Suck them clean.? He growled. ?Suck them and taste your wife. After this weekend, you?ll only taste her from our fingers or from our cocks. If we are feeling generous, you might be allowed to lick her clean after she and the big, black cock she?s fucking are done.? That being said, he ripped another piece of tape from the roll and re-gagged Tom.

?Now, for the warm up.? He said as he deftly undid the handcuffs from the rail above me, one after the other. He quickly and quietly undid the shackles from the bed posts and turned me so that my back was to my husband. Seconds later, my legs were shackled again, spread wide and straining as he bent me over and secured my hands to the same bed posts. Restrained like this I was bent at the waist, my breasts swaying freely, the weights pulling on my pearled buds painfully and once again, my treacherous pussy thrummed its approval.

Arms and legs spread wide I felt like a slab of wanton meat on display and truth be told, the thought was a powerful aphrodisiac. My reverie of being fondled and prodded and sampled was cut short as the flail came down on my ass hard. I screamed and jerked as the heat of the whipping spread across my tender flesh. I don?t think anyone was more surprised than I was when I gasped one word?

?More.?

?More indeed.? Robert purred as the flail came down again and again until I was whimpering and quivering as orgasm after orgasm washed over me. Finally the flail dropped from his hand and I felt Roberts massive hands caress my inner thighs. His thumbs spread my tender flesh and I moaned loudly when he pushed his broad tongue straight inside me. ?Oh fuck Robert yes!? I cried as he probed me with his tongue. ?Yes baby, taste me, lick me. Fuck me with your tongue.? I continued.

?Do you have something to say to your husband Jen?? Robert asked and I knew where he was going with this. Helpless and in desperate need I nodded. ?Then tell him. Tell him and I will make all of your dirty fucking fantasies come true and there won?t be a damned thing he can do to stop us.?

?I want you to know that I love you Tom.? I started as Robert pushed two fingers inside me and began fucking me with them. ?I love you but I need what Robert does to me.? Robert pushed a third finger inside me, stretching me slowly. I grunted against the pressure and for a moment the only sound was the sound of his fingers fucking me into a frothy mess.

?I need you Tom,? I continued. ?I need you but I need to be everything Robert wants me to be.? I stalled out then, my mind going blank as Robert introduced a fourth finger into my clutching pussy and began circling my clit with his thumb. My brain short circuited and I screamed through not one but two dizzying orgasms one on the heels of the other.

?It?s ok.? Robert said as he slowly pulled his fingers from inside me and began stroking his cock until it grew to its god like proportions, ?It?s ok, you don?t have to tell him Jen. Let?s show him what you want, what only I can give. That way, he will see with his own eyes and hear with his own ears that while he is still your husband, your body belongs to me.? And with that Robert pressed the tip of his cock against my tight wet slit and turning to Tom said, ?Watch and learn Tom. Watch as I take from you that which you desire most.? And in one powerful thrust, my husband?s boss seated himself so deeply inside of me that I knew, I?d never be satisfied with anything else ever again.

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