My Wife The Maid
Part 4

I knocked on the door and waited.

After what seemed like ages with me looking around, hoping none of my colleagues would see me, the door opened, and he stood there looking so gorgeous, so masculine, making me quiver just to be in his presence again.

I don't know if part of me was falling in love with him or if I had just become addicted to how he made me feel, but I knew I needed to be with him, to be used sexually, in whatever way he wished of me. It was like a drug.

I knew I was cheating on my husband, but he couldn't give me what I'd come to need now. To make me feel that being a slut was both dirty and a pleasure.

He told me to come in and take off my blouse and skirt.

I didn't even hesitate for a second, immediately complying with his wishes and standing in the room in just my stockings, suspenders, high heels, with my breasts just supported by the balconette bra. My nipples were rock hardand pushing out over the top of the bra.

He came up behind me, and I gave out a shriek as he spanked my bare bum.

He whispered in my ear, “From now on, call me Sir, do you understand?”

“Yes,” I said

I felt his hand swat my bum again, making me shriek out loud with the pain.

“Yes What, Slut.”

“Yes, Sir, I'm sorry.”

“That's better, my little slut.”

“Now what are you?” he asked me.

“I'm your little Slut, Sir,” I replied.

“Good Girl. Now, as my slut, I expect you to do whatever I wish of you. Do you understand?”

I wasn’t sure if this was a statement or a question, but I answered, “Yes, Sir, I understand.”

He then led me over to the bed, telling me to lie down across the bed, with my head hanging over one side, and my arse on the edge of the other side.

He then pulled restraints from under the mattress, wrapped them through the bedstead at the top & bottom of the bed before attaching them to both of my wrists, forcing my arms out sideways.

He then walked around the bed and pulled other restraints from that side, looping them up over the top of the bed struts before attaching the cuffs to each ankle.

He pulled on the lead hanging down at each side of the restraints,which, as he tightened, had the effect of raising my feet and legs up in the air.

“Does that hurt, my little slut?”

“No, Sir,” remembering my place now as I replied.

“Perfect,” was his only response.

He then began rubbing his fingers over my pussy lips and clit.

“Mmmm, I think this excites my little slut as you are already so wet.”

He then walked back around the bed to my head and began to rub his cock over my face and lips.

I was desperately trying to get my mouth around his cock, but he kept resisting.

He pulled his cock away and reached over to the bedside table and brought out a blindfold, which he attached around my head, covering my eyes, not too tight but enough that I could no longer see anything.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door.

“Ah, right on time,” Sir said, as I then heard the sound of the door being opened.

I could tell there were other people now entering the room, just from the sound of their footsteps, which told me it was more than just one person, but I couldn't figure out just how many.

This made my body tingle all over at the thought of where this may be going.

I was helpless, tied to the bed, almost naked, not only in front of the person I now call Sir, but also in front of others, and I had no idea who they were.

Could it be the man from yesterday from across the corridor, whom Sir had said he might lend me to?

I heard the door shut, and Sir speak to the others.

“You will have an hour to play with my little slut, her mouth and cunt you can use as you wish; however, her ass is off limits, until I have broken her in.”

Hearing him say that sent a shiver down my body.

One, from being talked about just as a total slut for Sir and for others to use.

Two, hearing that Sir intended to take me anally at some time and break me in, as he put it, before then others will be able use my ass also, I presumed.

No Names were used, and they were told to just call me slut by Sir.

Before the night began, Sir leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Now be a good little slut for Sir and let these two use you. However, I know you will enjoy it as much as they will, but if it gets too much, just shout out CABBAGE, and things will stop immediately. Do you understand, my little slut? Just nod if you do,” he told me now.

I just nodded my head, now knowing there were two other men about to use me.

My whole body was already tingling, and it felt like it was on fire as heat was radiating from all over me, with just the anticipation of what was to come.

For the next hour, I was fucked completely by these two men.

They fucked my mouth, they fucked my cunt raw.

They filled both my mouth and cunt with loads of cum and covered my body and breasts with their spunk.

I had orgasm after orgasm, I think I came more times, in this one night, than I've cum in 35 years with my husband fucking me.

They told me throughout the hour what a wonderful slut and whore I was.

I could hear their voices, but couldn't work out who they were; the voices were definitely familiar to me.

After an hour, Sir called a halt to things, just after both had emptied another load of cum in my mouth and in my cunt.

I lay there panting hard, my body still shaking from the continuous orgasms that seemed to have taken over my body.

Even though I no longer had cock in me, my cunt was contracting then convulsing, still squirting juices onto the already soaked cover I was lying on.

I heard Sir asking if they had enjoyed his little slut to which they replied, “Oh fuck yes, thank you, we never expected this.”

Who were they? My mind was asking myself.

I heard the door close.