When I heard him say “Good slave, what is your husband’s biggest unfulfilled fantasy?” The sting of the belt spread across my buttocks and into my thigh. “I asked you a question,” he said slowly. “A threesome, boss” I blurted out. “What type?” It must have been clear I didn’t understand “You, husband and ?“ “Another man, boss.” I knew this was a mistake as soon as I said it. “So why does he want to share you with another man?” “I was a virgin when we married and he thought it only fair as he’d had other girls, boss.” He refastened the bridle and lengthened the tethers to my wrists so I could almost stand up straight. He entered me and whispered in my ear “Close your eyes.” I obeyed and he massaged my breasts rolling my nipples through his fingers. The ice-cubes were very cold on my breasts and he held them against my nipples. I felt a slight pressure on my right nipple, then my left and I heard chains. “You can look.” I opened my eyes to see clamps on my nipples, each had a large stem that had tight chains attached to my bridle and two other chains he held in his left hand. I could see his cameras on the tripods recording everything. At this point he gave a gentle tug of the chains which tightened the nipple clamps and as I turned my head towards his hand the clamp really squeezed my left nipple. I stood perfectly still as any movement caused my very sensitive nipples pain. “Good slave,” he kissed me on the cheek and placed a small weight onto the nipple clamp stems. He carried on kissing me, adding weights, I thought my nipples would tear, and rubbing my clitoris. I don’t know how many weights he added or how long it took but suddenly I climaxed so powerfully I wet myself. I could feel the wet running down my legs, I was sweating, feeling very weak and could smell peppermint. He whispered into my ear and when he finished I shook my head. The chains tightened, I felt his fingers on my clitoris and I nodded agreement. He unfastened the bridle and I turned to him saying “That was the best seeing to ever. I’ve never climaxed that high. Would you like a reward boss? Please boss no.” He put the bridle back on and I nodded agreement. He unfastened the bridle again and I turned to him saying “That was the best seeing to ever. I’ve never climaxed that high. Would you like a reward boss?” “A reward, what type of reward? Dinner?” “Boss that was my husband’s idea I thought you’d like to be my first?” “Your first, for what?” I rotated towards him, he was still taking me from behind, and looked down. “Boss you could have my bum.” “You want me to fuck your arse?” I nodded and “Your husband has not had it?” “No boss but he’s wanted it and you can have it.” He kissed me on the lips squeezed my left buttock, “Okay, if that’s what you want.” He picked up the olive oil and poured the olive oil down my back with it pooling in the small of my back before cascading down between my cheeks. He was buried deep inside me and tight against my bum. I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart so that the oil flowed down and pooled. He pulled slowly out with the oil spilling over him and down my legs. Once he was out he moved his cock up and down my bum. He whispered in my ear and kissed my shoulder. “Fuck my arse, boss. Be my first.” He placed the tip against my bottom and I could feel the pressure. We stayed like this for a few minutes him rubbing his cock up and down, then pressing a little. “Please fuck my arse, boss.” This time when he pressed I felt him enter. “Are you alright it’s just the tip.” I nodded “Feels odd, boss.” He pulled out rubbed up and down until I asked him again to “Fuck my arse, boss.” This time he pressed himself half his length entered me. It was not painfully but the pressure felt odd. He pulled out again and rubbed himself over my bum until I said “Please fuck my arse. Take your reward boss.” This time he entered me fully, I could feel him pressed against my bum, I had an odd sensation in my back and he was working my clitoris. I climaxed twice, he moved his hands to my hips and started to pump me. He moved in and out slowly. The speed and power built until he was really pounding into me, I felt him stiffen and he emptied himself into my bum. “Did you like your reward, boss?” I bent down and unfastened my ankles with him still inside my bum. He pulled out and said “put your hands behind your back.” He handcuffed my hands behind my back and told me “Kneel down.” I knelt in front of him, breaking wind and his seamen running down the backs of my legs. “Open your mouth and clean my cock.” As he entered my mouth I vomited. He pulled on the nipple chains, I opened my mouth and cleaned his cock. I was glad the kitchen was tiled as I cleaned the mess up with the boss holding the chains. Once the floor was clean as instructed I said “Time for bed.” The boss pointed to his feet and I knelt down to clean his feet with my tongue. He took off the nipple clamps and my nipples were on fire. I picked up all of our clothes. He carried his bag and cameras into our bedroom. I stopped placing our clothes on my dressing table and not on mummy’s chair. As I turned he kissed me full on the lips, picked me up, took me into the bathroom and stepped into the Italian shower. The water was cold, but he held me tight and as the water warmed up I relaxed. He washed my hair and body being careful of my very tender nipples. He dried my hair and body, rubbing a cream onto my nipples which eased the pain. We climbed into bed, him kissing my neck and I went fast asleep. It was Thursday morning and my husband would not be back until Saturday.