Chapter 3

My plan was to tie the lawyer hubby up, and make him watch as I raped his succulent wife. Again and again. It was going to be great.

She was in her mid-twenties, a true trophy wife. Beautiful. With a ripe full figure, dark Spanish/Indian complexion, full lips, and big ol’ store bought titties. But her ass was the first thing I had noticed. It was perfect! Round, firm, and nicely proportioned to her 5’2” frame. From the very first moment I saw her, I knew I had to fuck her ass. And I was determined to do just that.

Mr. D.A. was usually home by 7 pm, so this next part was going to have to be quick. It didn’t matter though. If her husband had walked in the door in the middle of me fucking her ass on the kitchen table, I wouldn’t stop. Not for nothing. I could handle him easily. He would be no problem whatsoever. Especially if I could make him admit his dirty little secret.

Walking across the living room to her closed bedroom door, I quietly turned the knob and pushed it open. Her bathroom door was shut and I could hear the shower running so I decided to go ahead and get naked.

I then took the 2 Go-Pro cameras and their power cord from my bag, and set them up to record the bed and that area of the room. I plugged in the accessory power cords and started them recording. The SD cards would hold 2 hours of video, and I had 12 more extras.

I decided to just have a seat on the bed, and wait. I went to my bag and pulled out the .38 revolver I had bought from a guy on the street. Holding it in my right hand and resting on my thigh in full view so it could be seen easily when she came out.

It was another 5 minutes before I heard the water shut off and her stepping out of the shower and drying off. I could hear her bumbling around the bathroom, probably putting on perfume and primping herself before she came out.

She opened the bathroom door and stepped into the bedroom nude, drying her hair with the towel. Her dark brown/black hair was wet and draped down around her back. The way her skin glistened from the tiny leftover beads of water was beautiful.

Even more beautiful to me was the way she screamed as she caught a glimpse of me and my gun, which was pointing it in her direction.

I yelled, “Shut the fuck up cunt!” She stopped screaming and just stood there with her mouth open and her almond eyes wide with fear and shock.

She said in her light Latin accent. “Get out of here this instant. I’ll have you know my husband is...”

I cut her off.

“The District Attorney. And, he will be home any minute. Blah Blah Blah.” I responded sarcastically.

She bolted and tried to make a break for the closed bedroom door, but I was too fast. I grabbed her and threw her belly down onto the bed. I pinned her arms down and then mounted her legs to pin her down, sitting high on the backs of her thighs with my thick semi-hard cock resting on her delectable ass crack. I would have fucked her ass right then if not for the short time before the DA’s arrival.

I told her gruffly, “You can either make this hard or easy on yourself. Either way though, you WILL get fucked tonight. By ME.”

She responded by squirming more, bucking up beneath me trying to toss me off of her and free herself from under me. All she actually accomplished was to cause her ass cheeks to gap and close several times, wedging the 12 inches of wrist thick cock deeper into her deep sexy furrow.

Taking this reaction as her choice to do it the hard way, I slapped her on the right side of her head none to gently. My hand making contact with her ear, jaw, temple, and the corner of her eye socket. “I said to shut the fuck up cunt.” I growled into her left ear, since the right was most assuredly ringing like a bell now.

I grabbed the rope, zip ties, and duct tape from the bed beside us. After quite an effort, she was hog tied. Using zip ties as handcuffs, her hands were tied together behind her back. Her feet tied together with the rope and then the free ends tied to the zip ties on her wrists.

Stuffing her dirty panties into her mouth, from the pile of discarded clothing she had left on the floor in the corner, I placed a strip of duct tape to hold them in place. This worked perfectly to gag her. She was now effectively immobile and silenced.

“I’m not here for you, I’m here for your piece of shit husband.” I told her.

“Now lay still and we will be back soon. Who knows, you might even find our conversation interesting and enlightening.”

I strode back down stairs to await the arrival of the esteemed shit bag. I prepared my ‘tools’ and stepped behind the kitchen door just as the garage door rumbled open.

I had enough rope left to accomplish this, as well as several more of the thick sturdy zip ties. He was an older man anyway and it wouldn’t be difficult. I heard his Mercedes pull into the garage and then the sound of the garage door humming and rattling shut.

As he reached the back door I saw him enter and drop his phone on the counter, then his keys in a big bowl along with his wallet and some other items. He walked into the living room, or den, or whatever, and threw his jacket over the back of the couch. As he was beginning to loosen his tie, I stepped out and thumped him a good lick to the head with my slap-jack. “What the hell?” he had yelled, just before being knocked unconscious and hitting the floor like the sack of shit he was.

He was a slight build man, 55 maybe 60 years old and 170 pounds. It wasn’t hard to tie his arms back and carry his limp body upstairs over my shoulder. Then I pulled a heavy wooden straight backed chair to the open area at the side of the bed and in the camera’s view, and lifted him up onto it.

I took a moment to use my knife and cut all his clothing away, nicking him a couple times in the process, but not caring. This left him naked as the day he was squirted out of his slut mothers gaping smelly twat. Except the tie. I left the tie for later fun and games.

I used a roll of duct tape to secure a broken off piece of broom handle across the arches of his feet. Legs spread, ankles almost 3 feet apart. I zip tied this to the chair legs tightly, and then secured his arms behind the chair back. A wrap of rope around his chest to hold him upright, and another across his waist like a seat belt, and I used the neck tie to secure him leaning back into the top of the chair, just tight enough to almost barely choke off his airway and blood flow if he struggled forward.

My ‘captive audience’ was now prepared for the show. He was in the perfect position to miss nothing that would be happening on the bed before him.

He began to come around and groggily sputtered, “What the fuck is going on?”

I replied, “Oh nothing, just figured you might be interested in watching a pissed off man, who has lost his whole family because of you, while he fucks your little trophy wife half to death.”

Seeing his lovely wife hog tied on the bed, he started to go nuts. Screaming for me to let him go, and threatening all manner of prison and jail time. I let him rant and struggle a few moments before I got sick of his threats and begging, so I began searching the drawers in the room. BINGO ... I found what I was almost sure I would find in the bedside table drawer. A black, anatomically correct, 8” rubber cock.

I walked to him and open palm slapped him, “You are so pathetic! Look at this!” I shouted, “You can’t even satisfy this little slut’s cunt with your pathetic tiny dick. She has to use a big black rubber cock like THIS to get herself off. You should just kill yourself, you know that? You’re not even a shadow of a real man. You’re just a big bag of money that pays this cheap whore to live with you and let you rub your pathetic little weenie in her hole.”

I slapped him again. And again. On both sides of his head. Concentrating on his ears and cheeks.

“Open your lying worthless cock hole!” I yelled at him.

He clamped his mouth shut, tight lipped and refused. I stepped to his right side and slapped him again as hard as I could, right across his mouth and nose, causing his lip to split and both to bleed.

“Open your lying cock hole!”

He refused so I slapped him again.

“Open your lying cock hole!”

Again refusal. So I slapped him again. Then again. His nose and lips were bleeding freely now, and when I drew back for another slap he tossed his head backwards and opened wide. I felt like a dentist for a moment.

I shoved 6” of black rubber cock into his mouth. I worked it in and out, even partially entering his throat, and not even causing him to gag. I kept talking at him.

“Look at you. Big bad lawyer man sucking that black cock. I’ll bet she doesn’t even know this isn’t your fist time, does she?” I paused. “DOES SHE??” He didn’t move so I slapped his left ear again.

“Answer me you faggot. This isn’t your first time gagging on a black cock is it?”

He closed his eyes and turned even redder in the face as he shook his head negatively.

“I knew it you sorry cocksucker. I bet you gag on long hard black dick every time you get a chance. Swallowing thick jizz and begging for more.”

He began to cry.

“Did you only suck the gooey cum out of those cocks, or did you also let them ram up your horny ass and fill your shitter with slimy spunk as well?”

He just looked at me. I could see the answer, but I wanted to hear him say it so she could hear it too. Jerking the rubber dong out of his mouth, I reared back to strike him again.

He yelled, “Yes! Yes dammit. I suck cock, and I take dick in my ass. Don’t hit me any more. Yes! I AM GAY YOU FUCKER! THIS IS A HATE CRIME! I only married Lina so I could deflect the rumors that had popped up and make myself more electable. In fact I just left my lover before coming home, his cum is still leaking out of my ass as I sit here.”

Looking to the bed, Lina was wide eyed in disbelief. She cried softly as she looked stricken by his admission. I thought she looked like a woman with something on her mind, so I removed the tape and pulled out the panties.

She then turned livid. Staring at him like she wanted to rip his pathetic dick off.

“You sorry motherfucker! You bastard! You slimy no good faggot piece of shit! If I weren’t tied up I would rip your balls off and make you EAT THEM!!! How could you? How could you do me this way?”

“You said you only wanted me to use that rubber atrocity on you for a little kinky fun. I always wondered why it became an almost normal part of our sex life. Now I know.”

I held the rubber cock to his lips, he opened and I shoved it back in. ALL 8 INCHES this time. Then I stripped off a piece of the duct tape and secured it in place. He sniffed loudly through his nose to breathe.

I cut the zip ties holding the broom handle to the chair legs, and loosened the waist rope slightly. Then I lifted the handle, and his legs, above his head. Sure enough, as soon as his ass cheeks spread apart, so did his reddened asshole. And a glob of thick white cum slid out of his shitter. His wife gagged and looked like she wanted to puke.

Having taken adequate care of Mr. Hero I was now able to focus my attention on this magnificent creature bound on the bed.

I untied her hands and feet, and decided to just go ahead and get the fucking started.

I mounted her bed and she actually slid her body over to mine. She just looked over to her husband who was now squirming more than ever.

“Fuck me silly.” She whispered to me. “Show this wimp what a man can do.”

“Cuckold him with me. Here. Tonight.”

What a sorry faggot, I thought to myself. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. She let out a small whimper as I did this. Placing a hard kiss on her mouth and pushing my tongue inside, she returned my kiss with passion and gusto. Her husband’s constant gagged whining made it all that much more exciting as her hot mouth was probed by my tongue, and mine by hers.

I spent a few minutes sucking face with her, then nibbling on her delicate neck and shoulders before moving down to her ample breasts. I began to lick and suck her nipples, causing her to moan loudly and pull me to them. They were hard and rubbery under my tongue, and very responsive. I didn’t even try to prevent the hardening of my cock.

Roughly pulling and tugging her nipples with my free hand, I kissed down her belly toward that exquisitely manicured bush. The pussy lips below it were thick and swollen, and her nectar was already dripping from between them. Quickly probing a finger inside them I was surprised at just how hot she was.

“Oh so you like this huh,” I asked. She blushed, then nodded.

“Guess what ass fucker, your wife is enjoying this.” I yelled in the direction of her hubby.

Her hot cunt was on fire. A slow deliberate tongue fucking forced her to let out a string of loud moans, and after a minute or two she was humping my face. She came with an earsplitting screech and long moan, pussy juices flowing copiously from her inflamed hole.

I flipped her over and turned so that dick licker could see me wipe my drenched face on the sheets.

She was now laying across the bed flat on her stomach with her voluptuous ass open to my view. I laid sideways beside her beginning to rub and caress her back. I loved her dark olive skin. Moving further down until I had a handful of her ass in my palm.