It started out innocently enough. He gave me some stories to read with one woman and two or more men, and then he'd play with my pussy with his fingers and tongue while I read them. I always ended up cumming, partly from the story but mostly from the lavish attention between my legs. He's also got this favourite position where he lies on his back and makes me kneel up on all fours and suck his cock, while he fingers my pussy with his right hand. Because I'm kneeling I can't get my pussy closer than a couple on inches to the bed, which is enough space to stop me being able to control how he fingers me, so I can't grind my clit onto his hand. He uses his left hand on his cock and gradually lowers it so I have to try and touch my lips onto his thumb and finger around his cock, so I end up swallowing his cock completely. At the same time he's playing with my pussy and it makes me so aroused and swollen. Sometimes when I'm desperate to cum he'll let me ride him and I always get these massive shuddering orgasms, as soon as I've cum we go back to the original position and he strings these together until I'm exhausted - other times he won't let me, and talks to me about how it would feel to have another big cock take me from behind. Once he was describing how it would feel if the husband of a couple we see for occasional meals was to join us. I made the mistake of telling him I didn't mind the idea of another man, but not a friend as I wouldn't be able to face the wife again. Instantly he was asking me if that meant I'd consider fucking other cocks as long as I didn't know them. I was so horny that I agreed and that was the begining of my experiences. My first time was with him and a guy he met on alt.com, the guy was a domme, but I didn't know to start. We met him at a nice restaurant and I somewhat put out to find he was 58, I figured this was way to old, but husband said it was arranged now so I should at least give it a go. I'd been asked to wear a nice evening outfit, so I had on patent black heels, stockings and garter belt, thong, strapless bra and strapless dress. My husband sat by relatively quiet over dinner while we talked and I was skilfully quizzed about my sexual experiences. I ended up telling more than even my husband knew right from deciding to have sex with my third boyfriend when I was 17, through all the hoops we jumped through to be able to fuck each other like bunnies without our parents finding out; about my second week long fling with a college friend; and my drunken one nighter with a black guy who worked at MacDonalds with me. He learned how unhappy my first marriage had been and how happy I now was and how I let my husband tie me up and play with me. He asked me if I liked being tied up, and whether I had any fantasies about it and I told him I liked the attention and being able to focus on my own pleasure. Then he told me he was quite experienced in this and he understood that my husband was particularly looking forward to seeing him work on me later. Then he wanted to know if I'd ever been humiliated, and when I wasn't sure what he meant he just said not to worry he'd show me later. Then he started talking about his experiences with threesomes and how the danger was that the emotional attachment of straight sex could be damaging to an existing relationship, whereas approaching it as a domme meant the woman was less likely to get emotionally attached and could also be forced to cum repeatedly. I agreed with the emotional angle as I'd been concerned about it, but scoffed at the concept of him being able to make me cum against my will - little did I know then! We talked some more about what he expected from me, mainly about obediance and my focus being on pleasing him, and wanted me to understand that 'good behaviour' would be rewarded and 'bad behaviour' punished. I couldn't get a straight answer about what he thought of as good and bad behaviour as he was adamant I'd understand while it was happening, and he wouldn't go into what the punishment would be. Then he asked my husband if he was ok with all this, and he couldn't keep the grin off his face. At this point I assumed I was going to get tied on the bed and played with, and possibly screwed by this older guy. When we got to our truck, he gave my husband directions to his house and asked me to sit in the back with him on the jump seat, its only an extended cab so there wasn't huge amount of space. He says he understands I do a great blow job, and he fishes out his cock for me to suck on, and he kind of lies me along the bench seat with my head in his lap while he fingers my pussy and plays with my tits. His cock just keeps growing as I suck on it and I realise my husbands pulled a fast one as this guy must be about 8" long. I'm quite wet by now with the attention from his fingers and this big knob in my mouth. I can hear him describing to my husband what's going on, and he stops me and makes me kneel stride his lap as he can't wait any longer to 'suck on these monster titties'. He pulls my dress down to my waist and he's squeezing them and sucking and licking on and around my nipples, and all I can think of is whether or not someone can see us. He slides a hand down between my legs and under my thong and starts rubbing up and down my clit and around my pussy hole and he's telling my husband how 'fucking swollen I am', then he says he's always found it best with a 'virgin wife' to get a cock in her early so she doesn't change her mind, just as I'm registering what he's said he's pulling my thong aside and nuzzling his cock between my swollen pussy lips, then he's fucking me. One hands continues to play with my breasts, and tease my nipples while the other is teasing my clit, he's got a chunk of cock inside me, but with the angle of the seats I couldn't sink onto him all the way. He's telling my husband what he's doing he saying something like 'this wife of yours is going to make a nice little slut, she's so juicy' and 'fuck, she's so easy she's starting to hump me'. He starts kissing me and I'm so close to cumming that I'm trying to swallow his tongue. Then I start cumming really hard, at which point he stops humping and relaxes and says to my husband 'I really am going to enjoy training this cunt'. It was the biggest orgasm I'd had for ages, and I could feel both my face and chest flushing, I felt apprehensive over how he was talking about me, but I really enjoyed the orgasm. After I recovered I sat up and rearranged my clothes. I hadn't realised we'd stopped, and were parked in his driveway. We all went into his house and sat in the living room while he asked me how I felt about what had just happened. I told him I'd enjoyed being teased and the big orgasm, but that I wasn't expecting to be called a cunt or a slut. He then asked me what my definition of a slut is, and I'm like 'well one of those girls who's so easy she'll sleep with anything in trousers', so he grins and says I'm right as I have haven't slept with him yet. Then he asks me if I'm ready for 'round two'. I play for time as I'm still analysing my feelings, so he shows us round his house. Its a big four level split, with three bedrooms upstairs, kitchen and living room on the main floor, big family room, office and laundry down from this and a big basement at the bottom with a crawl space under the family room. He asks my husband if he likes the post he's got in the middle of the basement, which I thought was a strange comment. Outside he has secluded yard with a deck and hot-tub. We end up in the master bedroom, where he starts talking to my husband about how he's tied me up in the past, and I realise that 'round two' is going to involve some bondage. It turns out he thinks my husbands efforts are relatively vanilla with just being spread eagled on my back not very adventurous, and I wonder apprehensively what he would consider to be adventurous. He stands in front of me and cups and weighs my breasts, saying he can't wait to 'give these puppies a workout', but then spins me round and I yelp as he smacks my ass hard before telling me to 'loose the dress slut'. I turned back to yell at him and he grabbed my head in both hands and kissed me hard before moving his hands down and grabbing a nipple in each hand. He lead me forwards a couple of steps while I held his wrists to stop it hurting and then he smiled and said 'how are you doing understanding this good behaviour thing?', I laughed and he said 'do you want to loose the dress or be spanked?'. 'Let me think' I said, undoing the zip. He had me stand straight like I was at attention, with my head up and shoulders back, not as easy in heels as you'd think. He told me this was my attention position, then he had me stand with my legs about shoulders width apart, and with my hands on my head, which he said was my 'standing rest'. He stood to the side and started fondling my bum, tits and lower belly/pussy. He wormed his right hand into my thong again and started teasing my pussy, which didn't take long to respond. He was talking conversationally to my husband, and then asked him if I'd always been this horny. 'When she's in the mood' hubby replied, 'but you being so strong with her seems to be having a real effect'. 'I'm having a problem here' he said, 'my brain wants to hear her yelping and pleading to cum again, but my cock wants to fuck her tight little cunt?'. 'I just want to see her tied to that post down stairs' hubby laughed. 'Ok slut, what do you want?' he asked me. 'I'm not a slut' I moaned 'but I could do with a cock'. 'Sorry, darling' he said stepping away from me, but there's a couple of things here, first its not what you want but what I want, the correct answer is "whatever pleases you sir". Secondly as a married woman asking another man for his cock definately makes you a slut'. He went to the wardrobe and fetched a holdall. Opening it he handed some leather wrist and ankle cuffs to my husband saying 'put these on her', taking out a leather collar he buckled it around my neck, then pulled my wrists down and behind me and clipped them together behind my back. 'I prefer rope' he said 'but it takes longer to tie and I usually find it better to use cuffs the first time so the slut doesn't get bored. As was about to question him about the 'first time' comment when he dipped into the bag and brought out a ball gag. He reached behind my head and grabbed a handful of hair which he pulled down and back so he could work the ball into my mouth. It was quite big, I'd say about 2" across, and my jaw was stretched open quite uncomfortably. The last thing he took out of the bag was a scholl vibrator, it was about 10" long with a tennis ball size head. He asked me if I knew what it was (which I didn't a the time) I shook my head as I couldn't speak properly, so he asked my husband who nodded. I looked at him thinking 'how do you know?'. He grabbed my right breast and pushed me back across the room so I was leaning against the wall, before knocking my ankles a couple of feet apart with his foot. He pulled my head forward with the hair at the back of my head so I was looking down and then pushed the head of the wand between my swollen pussy lips and against my clit, I saw him switch it on and started sliding it up and down my clit and around the hole, I was cumming within about 90 seconds. He stopped while I was panting and then when I had finished twitching pulled my head back again and switched it on again. My neck was uncomfortable, and my pussy painful for a few seconds and then the feeling between my legs built up and I had another orgasm, deeper than the first. With his hand in my hair, but not painfully, he led me down the stairs to the basement and had me stand back against the post. He opened a closet and took out another bag and an ankle spreader. I had to kick off my shoes and he removed my thong and then he made me kneel up right with my ankles behind the post, and I had to hold the post with my hands to stop falling on my face. He had my husband clip the spreader bar to each ankle so they were a couple of feet apart, forcing my knees apart too. Then he unclipped my hands and raised them above my head where he tied them wrapping rope around the post and through the rings on the cuffs. He took another length of rope which he doubled over and wrapped around my waist and the post quite loosely before starting to cinch it all behind my back but in front of the post which made it go very tight around my waist as well as pushing me out slightly from the post. He reached behind me and undid my bra clasp and then removed the gag too. I worked my jaw to get rid of the stiffness. He retrieved the scholl and vibrated my pussy again until it was once again swollen then replaced it with his fingers which he used very gently , not enough to let me cum, but enough to keep me very close. He teased me for a while, occasionally using the vibrator to make sure I was right on the edge. I was like squirming and moaning and so desperate for relief that I starting pleading with him to let me cum. I could see my husband had unzipped himself and was wanking at my predicament. He stopped without letting me cum. 'Decision time slut do you suck me or do I work on your tits for a while?', not being totally blonde I said "Whatever pleases you sir", really wanting to fuck rather than anything else. He took another length of rope and doubling it wrapped it around my chest and the post a couple of times above and below my breasts. Taking a thinner cord he doubled that and then pulled the two bands of rope together between my breasts, using the two tails to wrap around the base of my tits before tying the two ends together. I could see them like two grapefruits sticking out from my chest. He stopped to rub them, commenting on how taught they felt (and I'm thinking 'what the fuck did you expect doing that to them!'), then vibed my pussy again until I needed to cum! Stopping he held up what looked like a pair of glass tubes with a bulb attached to one of them. He held them up in front of me and I looked up from my swollen tits long enough to confirm I had no idea what they were. Hubby didn't know either. He made me wet the end of one with my tongue while he axplained it was a vacuum cup, used to mke my nipples more tender, before centering it over my nipple and pumping the bulb, I gasped and then again while he did the other one - it wasn't exactly painful, but it wasn't comfortable either. Then he waved my husband over and told him to 'fuck her face until you cum' and 'make sure she doesn't drip any' and 'tell when you're about to cum', meanwhile he started stroking my pussy again. My husband held my head for balance and started sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, less than a minute later I could taste his precum as he said 'fuck I'm going to cum'. Instantly the vibrator was pushed against my clit and I started cumming before my husband had finished squirting in my mouth. As soon as he pulled out they untied me and laid me on my back while I was still twitching and Sir dropped his trouser to reveal an rather large 8" cock, which he proceeded to fuck me viusly with. Despite his age he did great job and I came again before he was ready, at which point he pulled out and had me suck on him as he came. Reading this a second time, I've kind of glossed over this bit as he was actually the biggest of the five cocks I'd ever had at that point. I was so aroused that it felt like the best fuck ever, although at that point I wasn't able to totally take him. We lay on the floor for a bit. I agreed to return the following week. He asked my husband to refrain from fucking me for the week, but to play with my pussy each night but not let me cum. He told me not to be late as we left.