Eventually, the time came and she was knocking on his door. She had dressed in a short summery dress, trying to look casual but awarding herself the opportunity to show off her toned, tanned body.
Creampies opened the door and Kate grinned like an idiot. He looked even hotter than he had in school. Tall, big arms, wavy dark hair. He had a crooked smile that was beaming down at her, making her knees weak.
"Good to see you," he grinned. As he kissed her, he pressed himself up against her. He was already hard. It felt huge through his jeans. "Come on in," he added.
She followed him inside where he led her to their living room. His house was gorgeous, all the furniture was sleek and expensive-looking. The only thing that looked odd was the office chair that had been oddly placed in the middle of the room. It didn't match any of the other seating and belonged in a study somewhere. She cast a quizzical look at Creampies but he gestured for her to sit in the chair. She did so and they small talked for a few minutes. But it didn't take long for him to get up from his seat and cross over to her. In one fluid movement he bent down and kissed her hard. His hands were all over her, groping at her breasts, rubbing the material of her underwear. She tried to stand up off the chair so that they could head to a bedroom or at least the sofa, but he kept her pinned down as he kissed and groped her. He roughly pulled her dress over her head and took off her underwear. His clothes stayed on and he still kept her on the seat.
She pulled herself away for a moment's breath.
"Take your clothes off," she whispered, "I want you to fuck me."
He grinned and she noticed he pulled something out of his pocket. Without giving her a second to think he pulled her head forward and grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her back. She felt a click of metal as he secured the handcuffs he had pulled out his pocket.
"We're going to do things a different way, baby."
Kate was a little startled but still hugely turned on. She had never experienced bondage before and had to admit she liked the intensity. But something told her to be more wary, she barely knew this guy and he had her naked and completely at his mercy.
"Shouldn't we talk about stuff like this first?" she asked.
He crossed the room and opened a cabinet door. "Trust me, if you relax, you'll enjoy yourself," he called as he searched for something in the cupboard. "If you don't," he added as he re-emerged holding some rope, "then tough. This is how you're getting fucked."
Kate tried to relax but knowing she didn't have a choice either way scared her. Creampies got to work tying each of her legs to an arm of the chair, leaving her pussy exposed and her hands pinned behind her back. He then tied her torso to the back of the chair, crossing the ropes so that they tightened around her breasts.
"That's going to get them nice and swollen," he explained, rubbing her left breast roughly, "and a lot more sensitive." Kate pulled against her restraints, testing how much room she had. Everything was fastened securely, she was completely stuck. She was caught in the balance of fear and excitement at the idea of being under Creampies's complete control. He tested this by gently rubbing his finger across her pussy. She groaned at his touch.
"Look at you all wet and ready to go," he said in a slow drawl. "You really are a dirty little slut, aren't you?"
She gasped as he took his finger away.
"I asked you a question, Kate," he said in a much more menacing tone.
"Y-yes. I'm a dirty little slut."
He gave her nipples a quick tug. "You only speak when you're spoken to and you always do as you're told or you get punished. Understand?"
"Yes."
Creampies let out a small chuckle before turning to the doorway on the other side of the living room. "I think she's ready, honey!" he called out.
Honey? Who was he talking to? Instantly a tall, beauty came through the door. She was dressed in a black and red negligee that fastened at little ties all the way down her side. She was carrying a number of toys in her hand, but set them aside as she approached Kate, who only stared in shock.
"What's going on?" Kate eventually managed to ask.
Without warning, the beauty slapped her across the cheek. Creampies chuckled.
"I thought my husband just told you to only speak when you were spoken to?" she said in a commanding voice. Kate fell silent, her face stinging.
"Maybe I should explain a little for you, Kate," said Creampies, still laughing. "I haven't been totally honest with you. I'm not leaving my wife. I lured you here because I promised her a gift for our anniversary. It's her fantasy to have a little slave to play with. And when you added me to your page last night, I thought you would be the perfect candidate. So we're going to have a little trial run. You're going to do everything either Melissa or I tells you. If you don't, we will punish you and force you to do it anyway."
"What, no! Are you cra-?" Kate was interrupted by another slap around the face from Melissa. She gasped in pain and looked up at her. Her bright green eyes were gleaming down at her. A menacing grin crept across her face.
"You just aren't going to play by the rules, are you?" she teased. She went to the pile of toys she had brought through and picked up a ball gag. Kate tried to resist but she could only move her head slightly to either side from the ropes that tied her to the chair. Melissa quickly managed to fasten the gag in Kate's mouth. She tried to protest, but only the tiniest mumble came out.
"We're going to have so much fun together," Melissa said, running her hands all over Kate's body, "but first, I think I should punish you for so willingly coming over here to fuck my husband." Her hand moved down to circle Kate's clit, making her moan against her ball gag.
"And look, you're still wet from thinking about his cock. I'm going to have to teach you not to be such a naughty slut." She turned to Creampies, who was watching them with such strong intensity. "Set the camera up, baby," she said to him.
He got to work hooking up a video camera to a tripod and placing it directly in front of Kate. She screamed and pulled against her restraints but failed to make any kind of significant sound or movement. Melissa laughed at her attempts while she pulled a huge vibrator out of the pile of toys. She attached it to a stand and positioned it against Kate's pussy. When she turned it on, Kate was forced to feel the vibrations against her clit, unable to pull away as both she and the vibrator were fixed in position. Creampies and Melissa stepped back to admire their work.
"Seeing as you're such a horny little bitch," said Melissa, "I'm going to force you to cum. And we're going to film it so the whole world can see how much of a slut you are."
Creampies switched the camera on and they both sat on the sofa behind it, watching as Kate was forced to endure both the undeniable pleasure she was feeling along with the humiliation of being caught on camera. She tried to beg, to say sorry, but she couldn't make an intelligible sound. Creampies and Melissa weren't paying much attention to her anyway. They were passionately kissing behind the camera as Melissa took off his clothes and he ripped off her negligee. When they were both naked they turned to watch Kate once again. Their hands crossed as they touched each other while they watched their slave succumb to her punishment.
Kate was mortified at the idea of orgasming against her will, especially as she was being watched and filmed, but she couldn't resist as the vibrator sent waves of intense pleasure through her body. She closed her eyes to try and forget the humiliation but that only intensified the sensation. Cutting off one sense only made the others stronger. It wasn't long before she had the most overwhelming orgasm she'd ever had. She forgot it was against her will. She forgot she was being forced for the satisfaction of Melissa and Creampies. There wasn't any room left in her head for those worries as her body imploded with ecstasy.
The euphoria was quickly torn away as she felt the vibrator taken away from her, leaving her empty and wanting. She opened her eyes and found Creampies and Melissa standing over her. His eyes were gleaming with excitement; she was smirking, alive with power.
They both began to untie her from the chair. Melissa unclasped the gag and Kate gasped for air but didn't dare say a word.
"Enjoy that baby?" Melissa asked. Kate only glared at her as Creampies leaned her forward to release the handcuffs. He pulled hard on her hair when she didn't answer Melissa.
"Remember the rules, Kate," he warned.
"Yes," she breathed. Melissa grinned smugly and went to switch off the video camera. Kate was struggling to come to terms with what was happening. She was being used and utterly humiliated, but part of her felt reawakened.
And she wanted more.
Melissa ejected the memory card from the camera and waved it tauntingly at Kate.
"For as long as I hold onto this card, you'll do everything I tell you. If you don't, then I'll make sure everyone who knows you sees it and finds out you came here to fuck another girl's husband. Just do as you're told, Kate, and we'll keep this our dirty little secret."
A knot tightened in Kate as the voice of her conscience tried to make itself heard. You're in deep shit, Kate. Get yourself out of there.
But the other voice, the awakened roar of the devil inside her intrigued her into finding out what was next. For reasons she couldn't explain, the idea of being used, being forced, was exhilarating. She didn't have to care about these people; they sure as hell didn't care about her. She was there to fuck and be fucked.
"Stand up," Melissa ordered. Kate rose to her feet. She swayed slightly, her body rendered limp from the power of her orgasm, her energy drained. Creampies held her in place, a strong hand on each shoulder. Melissa stepped closer to Kate until she was barely over an inch away from her. She could feel the heat from her naked body. Melissa carefully traced her finger up Kate's thigh, feeling the wetness that had trickled down her leg from her orgasm. Kate's knees buckled from her touch, but Creampies held her firmly in place.
"Keep playing with us baby and you could feel this good all the time," Melissa teased. "But you have to earn it. In fact, I think it's our turn to have some of the fun. Seeing you cum that hard is making me jealous." She shared a quick grin with Creampies, who turned Kate around to face him.
"Go upstairs and lie on the bed. Face down, ass up." Kate didn't hesitate for a second and turned towards the stairs, despite the fact that her feeble attempts to walk matched the technique of a newborn foal. Walking around their house naked was a thrill within itself; the cool air clinging to every bare inch of her body, rejuvenating her.
She found the bedroom and did as she was asked- told. She rested her head on her hands and brought her knees up to her chest, arching her back so her ass and pussy were in the air. She had left the lights off, cautious about doing anything that Creampies and Melissa hadn't specifically told her to do, and waited patiently in the darkness.
It wasn't long before they entered the room. Kate didn't dare look up but she could hear them giggling and caressing each other.
"Look at her waiting so patiently for you," Creampies murmured into Melissa's ear.
"I can see her pussy glistening from her," she replied. "I wonder if she thinks we'll let her cum again?"
"That's up to you. But come on, let's put her to work first."
They joined Kate on the bed. Creampies behind her, Melissa by her head, a leg either side and her pussy inches from her face. Creampies slid his throbbing cock into Kate, slowly, but enough to make her moan from the filling she had longed for. Melissa grabbed her hair and lifted her face up off the bed.
"If you want him to keep fucking you, you have to earn it. Show me that you deserve to cum again."
She guided Kate's mouth to her pussy pulled hard on her hair. Kate tentatively grazed her tongue across Melissa's clit, never having tasted another woman before.
Smack!
Kate cried out as Creampies's hand came down again on her arse. The cold air bit at her red-hot skin.
"Eat it like you fucking want it, bitch!"