When Mr. Deng picked me up, naked, and placed me on the bed, he took the rope out of the paper bag and tied my right wrist.
“Ah! Why are you tying me up?” I asked him in a panic.
“Nothing, I’m the one who prefers sexual abuse so I have to tie you up or I won’t be able to do it, didn’t your mister tell you that?”
He said, quickly binding his right wrist as well, finally tying my right and left hands to the corners of the recumbent bed.
Mr. Dunn is the director of sales for my husband’s company and is his immediate supervisor.
“Please don’t hurt me, I’m terrified of pain ……”
I was prepared for this, so I let him do whatever he wanted. Immediately, he tied my feet again, equally to the ends of the bed.
I was tied up in a “big” position, and to my surprise, he even looked at my pussy in an obscene way to turn me on. Mr. Tang took out a magnifying glass and put it on my pussy.
In his left hand he took a look at the small pliers to hold up the labia and pull them outward.
“Ouch!” I couldn’t help but yell in pain.
“Heh heh heh, you have a mole on your left petal, does your husband know about that?”
Hearing him say that, I remembered my husband who went to another hotel with Mrs. Deng. Because on this night, our couple and Mr. and Mrs. Deng were playing the sex game of swapping couples.
“Oy! I don’t want to!” Feeling too shy, I wriggled all over, but I couldn’t move because I was tied up so securely.
“My wife hates sexual sadists so much that from time to time she wishes to swap couples. She doesn’t understand the benefits of playing such games.”
Mr. Deng muttered to himself, this time he took a straw in his hand to tie a tie around my urethra. It is because of the insistence to play sexual abuse, so the past few years, but also completely did not have sex with his wife, after all, there are such couples in the world … really call me can not understand.
“Heh heh heh…most of the wives in the world live ordinary sex lives and probably don’t know how to enjoy it in such a way.”
Mr. Dunn used his fingers to bare the nub while holding it up with a clamp.
“Ouch! It hurts so much! It hurts!”
I let out a grunt at the sharp pain that was about to crush me, but despite that, the strange pleasure shook the look of my womb. Do I have a sexually masochistic nature?
“Oh! What a strange thing, the lewd water is flowing out, are you feeling comfortable? Otherwise, why would it flow out these ……”
Mr. Deng grabbed the clamp and pulled up the pubic nucleus, I felt a sharp pain and twisted my body, and as a result, the rope strangled my hands and feet …… who knew that it would become a pleasure instead.
“Hee hee! Not what I expected, you are sexually masochistic woman.”
Mr. Dunn said as he rubbed my nub once:
“I’ve been aiming for you for a long time, and I think you’re the perfect match.”
It is said that it was Mr. Deng who first proposed the exchange of couples. Although I fiercely opposed it, my husband begged me time and again, saying that it was for the sake of his future so that I could no longer refuse. To be honest, my heart has long been interested in experiencing the sex game of swapping couples.
“Heh heh heh! It’s about to be inserted now ……”
Mr. Dunn licked his lips and pressed down from my waist, his perverted prick penetrating my insides, the clamps still looking at the nub, so that as soon as that clamp touched his abdomen, pain like a tear swept through the nub.
“Hee hee hee! This side has to give you a quickie too!”
Mr. Dunn took out two more clamps and clamped them around both nipples, then, slowly, began to rock his hips.
My pussy core cramped and my nipples tingled “You have to move too, how else can you have pleasure?”
“Ahh! It hurts like hell! No, no!”
“You have to bear the pain, and gradually the pleasure will come!”
“Ouch! I can’t stand it.”
The three bulges on my body immediately tingled. Who knew that it wouldn’t take long for the unusual pleasure to come up as he said it would.
“See, here comes the pleasure, I’m just going to officially attack now.”
Mr. Dunn roughly and roughly started to twist his waist. Along with the clamps also strongly stimulating the cunt core.
At this point, I had as if to match Mr. Deng’s movements, self-welcome swaying waist.
“Oh, great! That’s it, that’s it!”
Mr. Dunn rubbed the clamps on his nipples with both hands.
“Oops! Oops! I can’t stand it!”
The pleasure outweighed the pain, so my whole body began to spasm. I still continued to rock my back and even the recumbent bed gurgled.
It wasn’t long before I had reached a climax of unusual and intense sexual excitement that I had never experienced before.
Since then, I have become a prisoner of the exchange of couples, repeatedly instigated my husband and Mr. and Mrs. Deng, to play the exchange of couples sex games now.