My friend told me about the (one) time he got caught cheating and I used some of his wife's tactics for revenge to base this story on.
Dave lay there, naked, tied spread eagle and except for the cock ring Fiona adorned him with, and the blue ribbon tied fairly tightly just above his testes.. His cock hurt, his balls hurt, and he was half insane from sexual frustration.
Fiona walked through the doorway to the room. “How's my cheating with the maid husband doing? Oh,” she added looking at his firmly erected penis, “still excited I see, thinking of how tight the maid's ass was?”
“It was only once, and I apologized, please, I'm sorry, what do you want me to do?” Dave pleaded.
“Suffer!”, Fiona answered, :You say it was only once, I say it was once too often.” She stopped talking and reached for her purse from which she removed her leather driving gloves. She smiled confidently as she heard Dave groan each time one of her fingers were snugly fit into it's appropriate opening. She had, on more than one occasion, succumb to his fetish of having her leather encased hands fondling his privates, and she believed this, whether he wanted it or not, would be the ideal time to indulge his pleasure. She watched with pleasure as Dave all but drooled at the sound of the clasps that held the gloves tightly around her wrists snapped shut. She slowly lowered her hands, listened to the sound of mounting excitement as his rate of breathing increased, and watched as his erection jerked further into readiness as one of her fore fingers wandered through the pubic hairs above his penis, and the fore finger of the other hand slowly caressed the underside of his scrotum.
Daves body started to jerk. He knew he was nearing orgasm again and he feared the results. Due to the tightness of the cock ring, he knew the back-up pressure from the failure to ejaculate would cause pain to his testes, pain he had felt twice before, and hoped he would not feel again.
Fiona's leather clad fingers continued fondling the areas assigned to them as Dave started panting, trying to resist the urge to ejaculate, but the finger playing through his pubic hairs began to slide along his penis to the tip where is started playing with the lips of it's opening.
“Oh, God!” Dave groaned as his body started to tremble, “Please!”
Dave received no verbal response, instead, he felt the finger at his cock's tip being joined it's neighbouring thumb before the two digits parted starting to slide down then back up the head of his erection.
Dave groaned, panted and trembled trying to prevent his extreme necessity to come. Fiona saw the look of grief on Dave's face and smiled, “What is it Dave? You always told me how much you enjoy the release, so release.” Dave continued to abstain from release. “Oh wait,” Fiona laughed as the finger caressing his scrotum slid down along his perineum to where it could rub gently over his anus, “I remember now, you like ass-fucking.” she added as her fore finger and middle finger invaded him deep enough to rub his prostate.
Dave's head thrust forward, groaning in pain as his cock throbbed in the attempted release of the urge caused by the swelling of his scrum as it filled with sperm.
“Was it good for you too?” Fiona asked as her fingers continued tickling his prostate.
“Fuck you.”, Dave panted as his discomfort slowly eased away.
“Fuck ME?” Fiona responded pretending to be surprised, “Wait. I have a better idea,” her voice became angry and serious when she added, “FUCK YOU!”
She walked over to the foot of the bed and untied the ropes holding his legs to the foot board warning him, “You do anything to resist me and I'll slap and punch those blue balls of yours until they're black and blue balls, understand?” Not getting an answer, Fiona firmly slapped Dave's scrotum which resulted in a painful cry from Dave's lips quickly followed by a “Yes, Yes, I understand”.
“Good, then let's continue.” Fiona completed before taking the end of the rope formerly tied to the left post of the foot board and pulled it to the headboard and tied it there before completing the same process to the rope used to hold Dave's leg to the right foot board post. Completing her task, Fiona took a look at Dave's positioning. His legs were anchored wide enough to look slightly uncomfortable, his ass and hips were lifted slightly off the bed exposing his anus, and his balls hung down in a most vulnerable position. “Perfect,” she thought to herself, absolutely perfect.”
Fiona, happy with her work walked toward the door.
“Hey, where you going?”, Dave asked watching her walk away.
“Got a little surprise for you.” she called back with a teasing voice as she disappeared out the door.
Dave thought he heard Fiona talking to someone as the volume of her voice increased implying her she was returning. Lifting his head to look between his legs, Dave was in shock as he saw Fiona leading Marta, their maid, into the room. “Are you nuts?, he asked Fiona, “what's she doing here?”
Giving Dave another firm slap to the scrotum she spoke, “Shut up,” she told him, “shut up and wait, you'll find out soon enough.” Fiona turned her attention to Marta, “Marta, do you like working here?”
“Oh yes Miss Fiona,” Marta answered still staring in amazement at the plight Mister Dave seemed to be locked in, “I am very happy with my arrangement here.”
“Then why would you risk losing this job by fucking my miserable excuse of a husband? Have you no sense of shame or loyalty?”
“Yes, Miss Fiona, truly yes, I only did it because I needed the money, and Mister Dave said he would pay me. If I did not need the money so badly, I would never have done it, especially not the way we did it.”
“You needed the money that badly?” Fiona asked looking at Marta with a confused expression, “Why didn't you just ask for an advance?”
“I did ask,” Marta, near tears, sobbed, “but Mister Dave said no advance, if I needed the money that bad, to buy my mother special medicine, I only had one option, so I endured the pain and shame and let him do to me what he wanted.”
Fiona turned to face Dave. He could tell by the hate in her eyes and way her chest was heaving that she was mad, madder than she was when she heard about his tryst with Marta, madder than he could ever remember seeing her. She never said a word to him, she simply turned to Marta and ordered, “Strip.”
Marta looked shocked stammering, “Miss Fiona?”
“Naked.” Fiona explained, “Strip completely naked.” before walking over to her chest of drawers and opening one of the compartments.
Fearing the anger in Fiona's voice, Marta stripped as fast as she could. By the time she was standing completely naked (and embarrassed by Dave looking over her body), Fiona had returned. Bending to pick up Marta's panties, Fiona put something in Marta's hands. “Here, put this on.” she told Marta before walking over to Dave and again slapping his scrotum, this time considerably harder. Dave's mouth opened letting out a wail of pain and at that time, Fiona shoved Marta's panties into his mouth and hissed out a warning. “If these come out of your mouth before I say they can,” she tightly grabbed his already aching testes, “I'll pull these off and shove them in your mouth to replace the them.”
Dave's eyes widened with fear as his jaws tightly clenched the panties, causing the smell and taste of Marta's sex to fill his senses.
Fiona turned her attention again to Marta who was standing there, obviously bewildered, still holding what she was given.
“It's called a 'double pleasure strap on'” Fiona explained while helping Marta put on the harness, “hasn't been used since I was in college. I put a special lube on your side,” she continued before sliding one end between Marta's legs into her sex, “it reacts to your body heat increasing your pleasure.”
Marta felt a warm sensation on her clitoris causing sudden arousal before asking, “what's the other end for?”
Laughing as she applied lubrication to Dave's anus Fiona cited, “What's good for the goose is good for the gander”
Marta smiled back at Fiona, knelt on the bed and slowly inserted the 'business' end of the double dildo into Dave's newly being tortured ass noticing the more she ass-fucked Dave, the higher her source of a new excitement, bringing her closer to orgasm, and she began to pump harder and faster, causing Dave to moan and squirm more wildly.
“No rush Marta,” Fiona told her before leaving the room, you still have three hours left in your work day.