Slowly, his gaze moved up toward the hidden camera. His eyes communicate a sinister smile which I was sure all could recognize.
Satisfied, his lips began to move down her neck, down…down… Her face was awash in ecstasy as his lips found her right nipple and he slowly, gently, began to consume her breast.
I could clearly hear her heavy breathing; each breath was coming in an audible pant.
Once again I struggled against my bondage. My effort to say something came out as a very quiet grunt. Another man now had complete access to my wife’s breasts and I had no way of interfering…no way to stop him from enjoying her.
Sunny had made several small tracks with the razor on my chest not to break the skin just to threaten. My attention immediately departed the video monitor as she moved the razor under my left arm. She handled it like an expert.
A moment later, she began to apply this fragrant cream very gently, smoothly; and then she went to work shaving me until my under arms were absolutely nude and smooth. The straight razor had become such an erotic threat…bound as I was I was at her mercy.
My attention was pulled back to the monitor by motion. David had slowly stood up and turned to bring my wife up from the couch holding both of her hands. She followed his lead as if in a trance. Her elbows were back…she offered no resistance to his suggestion.
While Sunny had diverted my attention David had continued and my wife was entranced, enthralled with what he was doing.
She was standing in front of him with her hands extend to him, but with her elbows still back, erotically. He was in complete control. Her eyes were drawn to his eyes, but now his eyes were sensuously gazing up and down her body as he studied her. She offered no resistance.
After standing like this for a few moments, he released one of her hands and slowly moved behind her still holding the other. In doing so, he turned her such that the camera had a full frontal view. With this move she was now on full display for the camera with one arm secured behind her back in a most seductive, submissive pose that emphasized her bare elevated breasts.
As I watched what he was doing a new reality hit me. This was a show designed specifically for the video monitors. With her on full display in this seductive pose, he stepped up very close behind her and looked past her directly up into the camera and smiled. He had put my wife on exhibit; he was demonstrating his successes, his progress. David was doing exactly what he had been told to do. He was a master at this; he knew he was being videoed. And he was proud of his progress.
Standing behind her, his free hand moved around her waist drawing her back against him…he gently kissed the back of her neck. He held her this way with her body directly toward the camera…posed…in just her fancy bustier and short skirt. Gently, his kisses worked the back and side of her neck. She shuddered at his attentions and her nipples grew obviously firmer as her worked on her.
My erection was raging. Sunny pulled me back to reality for a moment with another gentle tug on my testicles, but utter fascination soon returned my interest to the monitor.
David had drawn my wife back toward him, and as he did, her legs parted slightly and her pelvis moved forward to provide more stability. This move exaggerated the outfit she was now wearing. Her skirt was shorter than most she owned but now it was the only protection she had from the camera’s eye. David had her on display.
Chapter Seven
Showtime.
I glanced at the screen to the right above me, the one showing the group enjoying cocktails in the bar. It was clear that the one monitor over the bar was showing my wife and David; her seduction was their sport…their entertainment. I was embarrassed for her, but there was nothing I could do or say to stop it. Sunny tugged my testicles again, emphasizing how things responded to her desires.
A cold new reality passed over me; knowing Sunny, she was recording all this as well. This cunning woman was way too smart to allow material like this to disappear without capturing it to be used as a weapon if she ever needed. I was in real trouble. She now had a way to force my business decisions. That is what this was all about.
My attention was snapped back to the monitor as it now showed another young GQ guy had entered the room where my wife and David were. He was carrying a small camera. Slowly, he started to circle her and the video he was taking was being displayed on the second screen above me.
My wife had not seen this intruder. She had been facing away from the door toward the hidden video camera when he entered.
I was certain as soon as she saw him, things would change. Other guy in the room it would quickly change things. No more intimacy. With two guys there…she could never continue this. She would be out of there in a flash.
Then a strange conclusion passed through my mind. The reason this new guy had entered was all part of Sunny’s design. Sunny had arranged for this second GQ guy to interrupt and thereby limit David’s intimacy with my wife. Another guy in the room makes such a difference. The show would be over soon…as soon as she discovered he was there. Sunny was getting what she wanted…embarrassing video footage of my wife, but enough was enough…time to end all this.
The camera this new guy was using came up on the third monitor screen and it was even more revealing. As it came on, he was capturing an ever enlarging close-up of her body. David had her head turned to the right to receive his kisses. In this position she could not yet see this new cameraman; but as he got closer, she would certainly become aware that he was in the room photographing her very personally. All this would end quickly when she discovered him.
Still standing behind her, David whispered in her ear, again. When he was finished his lips moved lower to the back of her neck. He released her freeing the arm that he had been holding behind her and permitting her to move away from him a bit.
Slowly her hands came up behind her, in the space between them. She seemed completely in a trance as she slowly unzipped her skirt and unbuttoned the one button at the top that held it in place. She seemed to hesitate, like she was having second thoughts, but then with a slight movement of her hips, she let her skirt fall to the floor, revealing her.
Just like that, she had willing complied with the most erotic of his requests.
I felt my breaths coming in short pants. I could not believe what the video was revealing. This was impossible…she was stripping. Did she not realize what she had done…what she now looked like? She was willing standing in front of this stranger dressed in just the sexy bustier and little black panties. I could not believe what I was seeing. I tried to moan…nothing; tried to set up…nothing. I could make no sound, no sign, of disapproval. I could do nothing to protest or interfere with what my wife was doing.
Then Sunny provide another major distraction. She had finished with my upper body…I was devoid of all body hair above my waist. Carefully she slid downward until my hard erection stood straight in front of her. Oil and then the razor…my pubic hairs began disappearing into a towel. She worked steadily, apparently unaware of my enormous erection, until the straight razor had me as smooth as a child…pubic area and scrotum; I was being driven to an ecstasy that I would never admit. One slip and she could ruin me for life. Her gloved hand found my now smooth lower body and a shudder of response passed through me.
Her attentions were fully directed at me and she seemed oblivious of the monitor screens above the bed. From where I was bound on the bed it was all I could see, but it was all going on behind Sunny’s back as she worked on me. Things were going on elsewhere in her condo; and, while Sunny was creating ecstasy for me…David was starting to create unbelievable ecstasy for my wife.
They were now moving together; his arms still encircling her from behind. Slowly, as if in a dance…one step at a time…I watched as he moved her across the room toward a large bed. I struggled against my bonds. I wanted to shout…stop! STOP! What he was doing now was very wrong.
Wild thoughts passed through me…this cannot go further…she cannot have sex with anyone…she is so fertile…she has always been so faithful to me…she will never be able to live with herself if he manages to seduce her. Sex with another man would be too much for her; she could never handle such a thing.
Then for a moment a feeling of relief passed over me; a certainty that she would come to her senses. His intentions would become obvious when they got to the bed. I felt certain she would stop all this at that point. After all, there is another man in the room with them. Sunny knows what she is doing…she will stop things before things get critical…all she wants are photos for a power play…that is all.
But, he continued to move so slowly, so deliberately with her and she continued to move with him, wrapped in his arms.
As they got close to the bed David stopped. Slowly, he came around her, still holding her closely, as he sat down on the edge of the bed. She was now standing directly in front of him and very closely, as if at his service. Her bare breasts were exactly at the level of his lips and without touching her otherwise he slowly took her right nipple in his lips and began a gentle tugging motion.
Her reaction was immediate. Her head went back, erotically, and her arms wrapped around his head to pull him toward her. It was a protective reaction; I was certain, but one that any man would find very stimulating, and very easily mistake for an erotic response. His hands had dropped to the bed at his side. His only contact with her was the gentle manipulation of her right nipple with his lips as she held his head tightly, in an endeavor to limit the uncontrollable sensation he was creating within her. It was a reaction on her part…but at the same time…she was holding him in a way that could easily be interpreted by anyone watching as an approving, submissive embrace.
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