1. My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 1 of 4


    Date: 12/25/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Cheating, Cruelty, Slavery, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Source: sexstories.com

    NOTE: This is a love story that has threads of BDSM running through it, including real cruelty and torture. Please be advised it is not for everyone. Like all of my stories that, as well as the sex, is an integral part of the story’s plot. INTRODUCTION: This is the story of Sheila and Tom Hamilton—of their marriage, divorce, and reconciliation as Tom slowly finds the way to forgiveness. He goes through a living hell at the hands of his wife and her lover until he is able to turn the tables on them and exact his revenge. He thinks he hates Sheila until he finds the true love that has been at his fingertips all along. CHAPTER 1 Sheila’s told me probably a hundred times that I sleep like I’m dead. There isn’t much that will wake me, often not even the alarm, and probably not even an earthquake. She wakes me by shaking me violently in frustration as the alarm continues its horrible intermittent blaring. I guess she proved it last night—I was really changed when I woke up this morning. I went to scratch my balls, and when I did I noticed something was drastically different. I hurried to the bathroom to check out the mirror and take a piss. “Fuck!” I had to sit down to pee. My pubic area had been completely shaved and my cock was encased in a stainless steel cage. I flushed once I was done and went to find my wife. She was, not surprisingly, seated in front of her computer. “Okay, want to tell me what’s going on? What’s with this thing? Would you please take it off?” “Sure, but ...
    first I want you to kneel right here next to me.” She swiveled her chair and pointed to the space just in front of her. “Just take it off, will you, please?” “Sorry, but you have to kneel. Then I promise to remove it.” “Okay, I’ll play along,” I said resignedly. I knelt right in front of her. Rather than just remove it she got up and stepped behind me. She distracted me by kissing and nuzzling my neck. The next thing I knew my hands were secured in handcuffs, not tightly, but tight enough that I wasn’t going to get them off. Once that was done she moved back to handcuff my ankles. Again, I wasn’t uncomfortable, but I clearly wasn’t going anywhere. “Okay, I promised I’d remove this and now I will.” I was about to complain when she put her fingers to my mouth. I stopped, expecting her to continue. “I’m going to lower your head to the floor. Be careful, I don’t want to hurt you.” I was in place a minute later and I could feel the cage being removed. Somehow I wasn’t all that relieved. I knew I was in a vulnerable position and I had real fear as to what Sheila was up to. I was furious with Sheila and I’d be even more with myself for allowing myself to be so easily tricked in just another minute. She leaned on my back and I felt her hand encircle my scrotum. She massaged my balls; it felt great and I groaned in appreciation and anticipation. I wanted to fuck my wife something awful. She pulled my sac down and between my legs. I couldn’t see what was happening, but I knew from my ...
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