7 comments/ 101420 views/ 17 favorites The Bracelet By: nolimits I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I got up at eleven after a night out on the town. My mother has been nagging me the last few hours to get up and finish up. She wanted to go and visit my grandfather in hospital. My grandpa was very sick and wasn't going to be with us much longer. For that reason I decided to go along and see the old man, maybe the last time I might see him alive. After arriving at the hospital the nurse told us that only one person can visit him at a time. I said that I will be first to see him and get it over with. As I entered the room the nurse was just finished giving him an injection for the pain. I could see that he was not looking good and was glad I came to see him. He lifted his hand and waved to me to come closer to him. I went closer and sat next to him on the bed. We talked a little bit and then something happened that was to change my life forever. He asked me to take off the bracelet that was hanging around his neck. After I did that he said to me that I was holding the key of great pleasure in my hand. Not knowing what exactly he meant by it I just nodded in agreement. He explained to me that the key opens a hidden compartment in his dresser room drawer. He also asked me to promise him that I will destroy all the photos and videos that were in the box. He said to that inside I would find a gold bracelet and I must use its power in any way that I wanted. After our conversation he asked for my mother to come in and talk to him. I was still confused as to what had just happened. I decided to see if my grandpa has gone insane or not. I said to my mother that I will walk home and that I wanted to visit my grandmother and see if she was doing okay. I arrived at my grandparent's house to find that my granny left for the hospital. I quickly found the hidden key and entered the house. I made my way to their bedroom. It didn't take me long to find the hidden drawer and proceeded to open it. Inside there was a shoebox. I took the shoebox and placed it next to me on the bed. As I opened it I found a lot of photos of my grandpa fucking a lot of different woman. I was shocked but at the same time enticed by the power of the bracelet. I came to the conclusion that the bracelet was some kind of hypnotizer. I destroyed all the photos but kept one video to view at home. As soon as I got home I started watching the movie. In the first scene my grandfather was sitting next to Tracy his secretary on the sofa in his old office. He gave the bracelet a rub. It started to glow. After the glowing subsided he ordered her to get undressed and to bend over the office chair. Tracy was a 24 year old brunette; she was tall and had a very nice looking ass on her. After getting rid of all her clothes she went over to the chair without hesitation. My grandpa got up from the sofa and took out his 7 inch penis. He walked over to her and without warning entered her pussy from behind. He started fucking her with a steady rhythm. It wasn't long before both of them started to climax. In the next scene my granddad was at home and fucking a very familiar girl on their bed. I soon realized that it was my favourite 23 year old niece from Alabama who I didn't see for almost five years and had a big crush on since I can remember. She is 3 years older than me.Seeing her perfect body on top of my grandfather I got the biggest hard on in years. She had the perfect set of tits. Not too big for her small frame. I realized that I had to taste her for myself. As I was about to switch off the video my irritable 19 year old younger sister Rentia came into my room. She was shocked by what she saw on the television. She ran to her room and slammed close the door. I decided that it was time to test the power of the bracelet. I walked to her room and opened the door. She was lying on her bed crying. I went and sat next to her. After rubbing the bracelet it started to glow. I touched her on her shoulder just like my grandfather did. The glowing subsided and Rentia suddenly sat upright. I asked her a few questions about how she felt. I wanted to see how the power worked. I asked my sister to remove her top. From the day I accidentally saw my sister naked I dreamt of her. She had the perfect body, small heart shaped ass, long legs and long black hair.She had a nice set of tits on her with big puffy nipples. My sister surprised me by taking of her top without any questions. She had no bra on and her tits were hanging freely. For an nineteen year old she had a fine set of tits on her. I had to taste them. I asked her to come closer to me and said to her that everything that was about to happen was natural and she won't feel uncomfortable. I took her hand and proceeded to the bed. I lay next to her and started to suck on her big nipples. She must have loved the attention her tits was getting because she took her hand and started to rub her pussy through her denim pants. I slowly kissed her tits and sucked on her nipples. I gave her a kiss on the mouth and she kissed me back with passion. I quickly got undressed and got back on the bed with her. I helped her out of her denim pants and lacy panties. I couldn't believe my luck, my beautiful sister lying naked beneath me willing to anything. I was surprised to see that her pussy was completely shaven. After asking she said to me that her boyfriend in college liked her shaven. I said to her that I liked it as well. She opened her legs wider so that I had great access to her. I bent over and started to lick her wet slit. I loved her big pussy lips. I concentrated more and more on her clit which was poking out between her lips. She must have loved it because she took my head and pushed it deeper into her pussy. It didn't take long for her to have her first orgasm. She came and sprayed my face with her love juices. I pushed her off of my face and climbed on top of her. I had to fuck her. I positioned my cock at her entrance and started to push forward. It was an amazing feeling. I had a hard time getting my 8 inches of cock inside her but eventually I managed it. Her pussy was so warm inside. I was glad to see that she wasn't a virgin anymore. I started to fuck her slowly. I started to fuck her harder and harder till my balls was slapping against her ass. I started to massage her clit with my left hand and played with her tits with my other hand. It didn't take long for me to fill her up with cum. As she felt me cumin she started to tighten up around my shaft and had an intense orgasm. We lied on the bed for a while. I told her that as soon as I leave her room she will forget everything that has happened since I came into her room and that she saw the tape of granddad. She will go and have a shower and wash away all the evidence of us having sex. I left and went to my room, feeling very surprised at how good the bracelet was working. While I was destroying the video tape I saw the neighbor's daughter climbing out of her car. I decided that she will be my second test subject. The Bracelet Jacques Miron ( Jake) *****************Katherine (Kate) Michel Lockwell (Mike) ***********Mara Samuel (Sam) (Sir) ****************Sally My name is Jacques Miron, I was born into a family where infidelity was accepted and cheating was the norm for both of my parents. Jacques is French, it was my grandfather's name on my father's side, but everyone calls me Jake. My mother was a very beautiful woman and I remember my friends in school telling me how lucky I was that she was my mother. I know that all of them fantasized about her. But ever since I can remember, she had been cheating on my dad. But, from what I could tell by observing both of my parents, I don't think that it bothered him too much that mom got some, outside of her marriage. After all he was also cheating on her regularly. Being the youngest of the family, I was the only remaining child living with my parents. My sister who was not yet eighteen had left for the big city to live with her boyfriend while my brother who was now nineteen had joined the army. Being the only sibling left in the house, I had plenty of opportunities to observe both of my parents. I soon realized how hypocrite they were. In the house they seldom argue and were relatively nice to each other, I could even often hear them making out in their bedroom at night. But they were both regularly cheating on each other's and I know that they were both aware of the activities of the other. They would just pretend that it wasn't happening and looked the other way. Once, I even watched my mom – she must have been about forty at the time – when one of her boyfriends drove her home in the late evening. Dad was working on evening shifts then and she must have figured that I was sleeping in my bed since it was after eleven. Her boyfriend parked his car in our driveway and after shutting off the motor and the light, they remained in the car a long time talking. Of course each time she went out on dates, she would tell me that she had to work late or that she had a meeting or was going to see her friend Sue. But now that I was older, I knew exactly what was going on and I felt only disgust for her and for the cheap slut that she was. As I got older, I could no longer stand my parents. They were now both heavy drinkers and by then mom was bringing her boyfriends into the house and having sex with them in her bedroom while dad was working. He didn't mind of course since he often spent the night with a young widow living on the next street. But even then, they never argued in the house and not once did I ever hear one of them complaining to the other about their activities. Fate finally put an end to my misery when on a late June night while they were both driving home from a party, they were involved in an accident that killed both of them. A drunk driver smashed into their car while driving way over the speed limit. I was then went to live with my aunt in a medium size town in the next state. She was in her late fifties and having no children of her own, she was very strict, but she was also the best cook that I had ever seen and I loved her. It was while living with my aunt that I met my wife to be, we were both attending the same school. Katherine - everyone called her Kate - was tall and plain looking then but even though she was only fifteen when I first met her, she had a nice set of boobs. Of course there were many girls that were much more beautiful and exiting than her in school, but even then I had eyes only for her. No one else paid her much attention even if she did have a nice ass and boobs. I suppose that most boys found her too homely because of the way she dressed plus the fact that she was wearing glasses at the time. But it was evident to me that she had a nice body underneath the out of date clothing she was always wearing. She was also rather tall and healthy looking and of course extremely shy. For some reason that I couldn't explain then but later I did get to understand, I was attracted to Kate – the very fact that she was plain looking and quite the opposite to what my slut of a mother had been, was the main factor that made her attractive to me – and soon we became good friends. Our friendship grew over the years and by the time I moved on to university, we were going steady. By then, Kate had developed into a woman and even though she was not a strikingly beautiful woman like my mother had been, she did attract attention when we walked hand in hand on the street. She was 5'10'' when she was eighteen and now that she no longer had glasses and since she bought her own clothing she did look sexy, especially when she was wearing a sweater that enhanced her voluminous breasts. By then I was madly in love with her and in my eyes she was the only woman in the world for me. But she was still very shy, even after all these years that we had known one another she hadn't change much and of course she still had no friends. At about that time I discovered that there was a submissive side to her, never daring to give an opinion that was contrary to mine she was always afraid to displease me. When I was twenty-two I obtained a masters degree in Computer Science while Kate had received a Business Accountant degree the previous year and was waiting for me to finish school. We were married a couple of months after my graduation and as soon I was able to get a good job we bought a house in a medium size city on the east coast where I was working. Soon Katherine got a job working for an import-export firm called Jepson & Son situated in a building just a few blocks away from where I was working. My work consisted of preparing computer programs with a team of specialists and installing them into computer networks that were use in big corporations. It met that once in a while I had to travel for a day or two out of town. We had been married for five years now, things were going very well and we were both still very much in love with each other. We had no children yet since Kate was on the pill but we were seriously thinking about starting a family. Sex with Kate was very special. Before we were married I had had sex with half a dozen girls that I met on campus – yes I know, Kate and I were going steady then and it was kind of like cheating on her, even if we weren't married at the time – but making love to my wife was like playing baseball in the major league. For one thing she was completely unrestrained when we had sex, she would do everything and all that I would ask of her to do. Nothing was forbidden and everything was ok with her when it came to sex. Then to add icing on the cake, her submissive side made her eager to please me in any way that I cared to ask her and not only in matters that had to do with sex. In other word she was the perfect wife. Less than a week after we had been married, I was fucking her in the ass and she was waking me every morning with her mouth around my cock. Any time that I wanted sex with her, all I had to do – it did not matter where we were or what time of day or night it was – was to look at her in a certain way or just kiss her on the lips. I was now a perfectly happy man. I had a good job, a nice house and a loving and caring wife that loved sex as much as I did and more important still, I did trust her. She was the complete opposite to what my mother used to be. I also knew that most men wouldn't spend time flirting with her since she was certainly not the striking beauty that attract men attention. But I had gotten use to her nice facial features and her body that was extremely voluptuous. To put it blankly, the deck was stacked in my favor. But as they say in China 'never proclaim your happiness since it will make the gods jealous', I discovered one day how true that saying was, the gods did throw a monkey wrench into the gears of our happiness. The first sign that I noticed that something was not the same as usual with my wife, was her change in diet. On our workdays she always prepared for both of us a lunch the night before, she never used to pay much attention to the quantity of food that we ate. After all, we were both healthy and we both got plenty of exercise waking and riding our bikes all the time. Then one day at work I opened the brown bag containing the lunch that Kate had prepared for me. Inside I found an apple, a bottle of water and two crackers. 'What the hell is this.' I said to myself after staring at the content of the bag on the cafeteria table. When I got back home that evening I asked her what had happened to my lunch. She felt very bad about her mistake as she explained to me that she had given me her own lunch by mistake. She was very sorry and promised me that it would never happen again begging me to forgive her. "But there was practically no food in that bag hon., are you telling me that this is all you eat at noon." "Well I do eat a lot with you in the evening, it's just that I am trying to loose a few pounds." For some reason that I didn't understand, I could detect in the way that she looked at me, that she was afraid of something, as if she had done something bad. I felt sorry for her and I told her that if was fine with me as long as she didn't try to force me to eat whatever she was eating. I found nothing strange in the fact that she wanted to loose a couple of pounds and I soon forgot the incident until a few weeks later when I noticed that she was now taking much more care of her appearance. She even changed the way that she combed her hair and she was now applying a thin coat of red on her lips each morning before going to work. Nothing was wrong in her wanting to look good I told myself, after all every woman want to be beautiful. But then, gradually it was her wardrobe that changed completely. Her skirts got shorter and she began to wear clothing that made her look a lot sexier to go to work. It had been a couple of months since she had begun to eat less and now I could definitely see the effect of her diet. She had lost weight and she definitely looked a lot better. That spring morning as she was leaving for work I really noticed all the changed that her body had underwent and this added to the way that she dressed now hit me like a brick at the back of my head. My wife was now a very sexy looking woman, her breasts, and her legs as well the features of her face had all changed for the better and I realized that she was now also a very beautiful woman. That morning, as I watched her walk to her car from the front window, she had on a beige skirt that went just above her knees and a light brown sweater that clearly placed her splendid breasts in evidence, even the heals of her shoes were higher than usual. Her clothing really matched with the light brown color of her shoulder length hair. I experienced a strange tightness in my stomach as I watched her from the window; I then made up my mind to keep an eye on her since I realized that Kate would definitely be attracting the stares of men now. Then, one day soon afterward, I noticed that she was wearing a small golden bracelet on her left wrist. It consisted of a delicate golden chain with a section that consisted of a small flat surface. Kate always wore jewelry when we would go out to eat or at parties with friends, but at work she never use to wear a bracelet or a necklace. The only jewelry that she would usually wear was her wedding ring and her engagement ring that she wore on the same finger. So the fact that she now had that bracelet did intrigue me since she had bought it without even discussing the matter with me. I pretended not to notice it for the first week just to see if she was going to tell me about it, but she never did. So one night after a long session of fucking and while she was sound asleep, I took the small pen light that we kept on the bureau, after making certain that she was sound asleep, I examined the bracelet which was still around her wrist. It had a delicate and pretty looking chain but what interested me the most was what could be inscribe on the small flat surface. There was nothing written on it. The next morning I did asked Kate about the bracelet while we were eating breakfast. For a few seconds I noticed that she was hesitant in answering me. After having live with her for well over five years now, I could tell by her reaction that she was feeling a certain amount of guilt or at least apprehension about her bracelet. "When I went shopping the other day I saw it in a window and I couldn't resist buying it. I am sorry honey, I suppose that I should have ask you before buying it." "No problem honey, as long as you like it I certainly don't mind your buying a piece of jewelry now and then." From that day on she seldom removed her bracelet, she kept it in the shower, she kept it in bed at night and of course she always had it on when she went to work. For some reason that I didn't understand, the only time that she removed it was when we went out with our friends. She was still the same wonderful wife at home and our sex life was exactly the same as it had been since we were married. We made love almost every two days and during the weekend we did it twice a day sometimes. She was still very attentive to my needs in bed and I could tell that she did enjoyed all that we did together, in other word she loved to fuck and suck and everything else that came with it. Since the day that she initiated a change in her look, I began to pay more attention to her when she dressed in the morning and there also I soon noticed a new trend. She now would wear sexy underpants to go to work with a matching bra. Then instead of the pantyhose she had always been wearing until then, she now would put on fancy stockings with a garter belt that matched her sexy panties and bra. With her recent lost of weight her legs were now looking very long and extremely attractive, especially when she had her stocking on. I then knew that I had to find out was going on. But I was too late. That evening, after we had eaten and the dishes had been put away in the dishwasher, Kate asked me to come into the living room, she wanted to talk to me. I could tell that she was very nervous and as she sat on the couch I even could see a tear in her eye. I had a good idea what was going to come now, my heart began to beat very fast and my breathing became short as I sat next to her. "Jake honey," she began, I could see her lips trembling and her hands shaking. "First I want you to know that I love you with all my heart, I love only you and I do wish that we will always be together." I had difficulty to breathe now and my hands were sweating. Her words reminding me of a Dear John letter, I felt my stomach contracting as my supper tried to come out. But I managed to force it down. Kate went on. "Ever since I met you my life has change for the better and I couldn't ask for a better husband than you hon. But..." Her voice was shaking too much now and she broke down in tears. "Say it." I said in a loud voice that surprised me. She was looking at me with pleading eyes; I could see fear, distress and pain in them. "You want to end our marriage now, is that it? You have found someone else and now you are dropping me?" "NO. NO. I will never do that. I love you too much Jake. It's just that while eating each day at noon, I made friend with someone and..." I could see pain and sorrow on her face as she stared at me while tears dripped freely from her eyes. She went on, "I love you so much Jake." I could feel my anger taking control of me now. "So you love me and you have a new friend now, so what is the problem." There was a lot of anger in my voice and it became difficult for her to continue. Her pain was now a slight comfort to me. I wanted to hurt her just like she was hurting me. She was openly sobbing and tears were spilling on her white blouse covering her beautiful boobs. I even felt a strong urge to caress her breasts at that instant, but of course I did restrain myself, my anger and frustration were too great. "He is a fine man and all that he want is for me to be happy with you and for me to accept and improve my relation with you." "What kind of shit are you talking about. Are you telling me that you are not happy the way things are now?" "That is not it Jake. This man wants to help me become a better woman. He only wants to induce changes in my appearance and in my way of thinking so that I will be more desirable to you." "The hell with that, I like the way you were before you met him. Who is this bastard, I will have a talk with him?" "No Jake please, this will not do. I have given him my word now and I will not go back on it." "Listen Kate, I don't have the slightest idea what you are talking about. Are you telling me that you want to leave me and go live with this asshole but at the same time you still love me? What is it that you want exactly from me, tell me and please stop going around in circle?" She looked at me for long seconds. Tears still forming in her eyes and her lips still trembling. I could almost feel her pain now, but it was nothing compare to mine, therefore I felt no pity for her. At last she went on. "I will never leave you Jake, all I want from you is some understanding and to accept the fact that I will meet this man once in a while. He has much to teach me." "You mean that you want to go and fuck this bastard while I wait for you at home. Then you will come home to me as if nothing has happened. You want me to be a cuckold and to willingly accept this situation, is that what you mean? Tell me if I am wrong?" "Jake please, you are so wrong. You make this sound so vile and ugly. It's not like that at all. He only wants to help me to improve myself so that I will be a better person and at the same time it will improve our marriage greatly. You will benefit form this Jake. I will be more attentive to your needs and I will be a better lover in bed with you at the same time." "You mean he will teaches you how to fuck better." "Please listen to me. Try to understand Jake, it's you that I love and no one else. Whatever happen with him it will be temporary only and it will improve our relationship for the rest of our lives, we will become much closer afterward." "What makes that asshole an expert in fucking? Can't you see it Kate, he only want to get into your pants? Or has he already done that?" All of a sudden she got up and ran to her room crying. I was still under shock from the discussion of the last twenty minutes with her and I still knew practically nothing except that someone she met was controlling her. So far all that she had said was that she had made friend with him and they met while eating in her building's cafeteria and somehow he had convinced her to let him take charge of her life. It seemed quite possible that he already had had sex with her, this more than all the rest was killing me. Only yesterday, I would have been ready to bet my life on her fidelity toward me. I was getting angrier by the minute now and even though I wanted to know the rest of what she had started to tell me, I decided that it would be wiser if I went outside to think for a couple of hours. I drove to the shore of the lake so as to try and figure out what was happening to my marriage. She said that she loved me and wanted to stay with me, but what about this new friend, how important had he become in her life? Of course he was gradually shoving me aside but the problem was that my wife didn't seem to realize that. Did she expect me to just stand there and accept her cheating with this man? She did say that she intended to meet him on a regularly basis, so she was going to continue her affair with him. I then realized that my marriage was probably over, there was no way that I was going to tolerate her cheating. But why was she doing this? She did say that she love me and was very happy with me. The Bracelet Ever since I first met Kate, I realized that she was someone who wanted to be controlled. She always expected to be told what to do and most of the time she would do it without asking questions. This so-called new friend of hers had probably discovered this facet of her personality and he was trying to take advantage of that fact so as to control her. I then figured that I had two options open to me. One was to go see my lawyer and begin preparations to leave her to her fate with this opportunistic asshole of a so-called friend. The other choice was to fight and win her back. But I couldn't make my mind yet, there was too much pain in my heart to choose. One thing I knew, this man whoever he was, he was going to pay dearly for what he had done to my marriage, even if I had to spent the rest of my life getting even with him. But first I had to find out more about this sordid situation into which my marriage was. This met that I had to go back to the house and hear the rest of her story. When I got back home, Kate ran into my arms as soon as I opened the door. Her crying and moaning just about broke my heart and I realized just then how much I love that woman and how dependent she was on me. There was no way that I was going to lose her without a fight to the death. Someone in this town was going to be sorry for what he did to her. "Where have you been Jake? I have been so worried; I didn't know what to do. Please tell me that you will never leave me." She had her arms around my neck and holding me so tight I couldn't breathe. My anger was urging me to push her away and even hurt her physically but my love for her was stronger and I just stood still for a minute or so letting her hug me. "Listen Kate, we have to talk some more. There are many questions that need answers; after all you owe this to me. I have a right to know." She gradually removed her arms from around my neck and she slowly pulled away from me then she went to sit on the couch pulling me by the hand so that I would sit next to her. "Yes of course, I do understand honey. I will answer all of your questions Jake, but remember what I told you before. I love only you and will always will." "First I want to know if you love that man and what is his name." "Oh Jake, you should know by now that I love only you. I do like him and he is a close friend, after all he is trying to help us but there is nothing between him and me that resemble the love we share you and me. He is a friend and nothing more. As for his name... I am sorry hon. but he did specifically ask me to never mention his name to you. When I am with him I just call him Sir, why don't you call him like that also?" I was just about to blow my top when she said this, but I managed to control myself. After all, it was my intention to get even with her so called friend; I certainly had to know more about him and what was going on between him and my wife. For the moment, the only one able to supply me with information about him was my wife. So I just went on to the next question, the one I was the most afraid to ask. "Have you ever had sex with him?" Almost instantaneously, I saw tears forming in her eyes and before she could answer my question I already knew her answer. "Listen to me Jake," she slowly began, "you and I we have sex together and we make love, it is the most wonderful thing in the world because we are in love with each other. Sir is my teacher and as a teacher he must explain and do things to me so that I will understand them better." Before she could go on further, I interrupted her. Anger was getting ahead on me now. "Has this Sir ever fuck you Kate, I want to know?" She was now in the grips of strong emotions as I watched her face getting pale and her mouth twitching as if she was trying to force words out of it. I knew that she was close to another fit of crying and I eased up the pressure on her. Taking her hand in mine I softly asked her. "Just say it Kate, has he been intimate with you?" "Yes he has." Just three words and my world came crumbling down. She had cheated on me and my marriage was over. This man was going to die, he was a dead man now and nothing on earth would prevent that. As I looked straight into her eyes, she lowered her head staring at my hand that was still holding hers. Then all of a sudden she placed her other hand over her eyes while at the same time her shoulders slummed. I could tell that she was devastated, but not as much as I was. I could feel my anger coming to the surface again but I forced myself to remain in control, I had to learn as much as I could so as to proceed with my vengeance against this Sir. With a soft and shaking voice I asked her another question. "Have you had sex with him often Kate?" She slowly lifter her head to look at me straight in the eyes, but it was only for a second or so. I could tell that she was scared now. "He did things to me and he taught me to do things to him, but he never had his penis in me." "Tell me exactly what you both did to each other." She couldn't look at me straight in the eyes; it was evident that she felt guilty about what she had done. Bot I needed to know everything they had done together and most important why exactly she had capitulated to his demands. "Do we have to talk about this Jake? It's nothing like you think. Sir is not abusing me, he is just trying to help me, to help us." I knew then that it was going to be an uphill battle to get her to tell me more and unless I pretended to be a little less upset with her, I wouldn't get any more information the way I was questioning her. "Well OK Kate, let us suppose that he is teaching you things as you say, what business is it to him what you and I do in bed together. Are you complaining about our sex life, are you not happy with the way we make love?" "Of course I am happy with you and there is nothing wrong with our sex life, but with the help of Sir, things will get even better, don't you see it?" I now knew that there was no use in further argument with her, this Sir had brainwashed her and if she wasn't already lost to me, it was a close thing. As soon as she figured that I had no more question to ask her, she smiled at me and she pressed my hand against her bosom in affection. But I still had a last and very important question to ask her. "One last question Kate." Her facial expression barely change and I could now see determination as well as joy on her face. "How much longer will he be 'teaching' you?" I had to find out how much time I had to find who this Sir was so as to make him pay. Her voice was soft and weak when she answered. "Frankly honey I don't know exactly, I am not the one to decide, but when Sir is through with his teaching I will let you know. But he did tell me that it might take as much as a year still. But don't worry Jake, nothing will ever change between us, I will still be your loving and caring wife." Fuck you, I said to myself and fuck to hell this Sir also. I will cut off his balls and stuff them into his mouth when I get my hands on him. But I kept my mouth shut, instead I slowly stood up from the couch, then for long seconds I looked at her with a sad expression and I walked outside into the backyard to think. *************************** Life went on – certainly not the way it had gone before – and for the next couple of days, neither Kate or myself dared to bring back this tragic talk into the open again. Much to Kate dismay, I was now sleeping in the spare bedroom and I talked to her only when it was necessary. She did all that she could to be nice to me and to seduce me back into her bed. A few time she even went so far as to kneel on the floor in front of me when I was watching television and she would try to get me hard with her mouth and her hands. But I purposely kept thinking about what she had said to me about this Sir. To her dismay and horror, no amount of coaxing from her mouth or hands would cause my cock to get hard. During the weekend I was able to get more information from her even if it always ended with Kate running to her room in a fit of crying. I definitely had to know more about what was going on if I was to get even with them and getting even was a must now. I especially wanted to hurt Sir and to make him pay for what he had done to my marriage. To do this I had to pump information out of my wife somehow and to get this information I had to be at least civil toward her and talk to her. This is exactly what I decided to do and what better place, I told myself, to get her to tell me more than in our bed while making love to her. I did a lot of thinking and Saturday morning after our usual bike excursion in the park, I opened up to her and as soon as she got into the shower after our bike ride. I took off my clothing and entered the shower with her. The second that she saw me naked entering the shower, she threw her arms around my neck and she hugged me. The pressure of her large breasts pressing against my chest was enough to temporary chase the images that I had formed in my mind. Images of Sir and her naked together. I fucked her in the shower. She was so eager for more that as soon as I had cum in her pussy she got on her knees in front of me and she tried to coax my penis back to hardness. We dried ourselves then and went to stretch on the bed. I fucked her for well over an hour and after that, while we were still both naked, we had a long talk about what was happening to us. For the first time since she had revealed the existence of Sir to me, we were able to talk without her going into a fit of crying and moaning. Probably the fact that I pretended to accept these sessions of teaching with this Sir, did help making her more open to my questioning. She had first met him in the cafeteria in the building where she work. He had been eating there for many days and then one day he asked her if he could sit at her table since there was no other place available. They got to talk and soon they were eating together every day and this went on for a couple of weeks. She said that he was about my age and was a married man with two young children. But when she said that if I met him I would like him right away and that I wouldn't mind being friend to him, I almost blew my top. How could she even think that I would accept this Sir and even be a friend of his when he was probably fucking her? How wrong could she be, I told myself and how wrong had I been to think all these years that I knew her well? But I managed to keep my cool, so I simply didn't comment on this statement. She then went on to tell me that they sometimes met somewhere else beside their regular eating together at noon. So I asked her – while trying to sound much less concerned that I really was – where and when they met and what exactly they did together? I could tell that this was difficult for her to answer but she gradually opened up to me. "He has a small cottage near the lake and we go there when he wants to explain things to me." "But when do you find the time to go there. You always come home right after work and during the weekend we are together most of the time." As soon as I had said the words 'most of the time' I already knew the answer to my question. Kate went shopping by herself sometimes on Saturday's afternoon while I did odd jobs around the house. She did admit to me that she went to his cottage on some Saturdays while she was supposed to be shopping. "What do you do there? What kind of things does he teach you Kate? Do you fuck him, is he better than I, what is so special about him? Tell me I really have to know." I knew that I was pushing her too much and she came very near to falling into a fit of crying again, but I was able to comfort her by holding her in my arms and squeezing one of her voluminous boobs. Gradually she recovered and she was able to answer my questions. "It's not what you think Jake. Sir only want me and you to be happy together, he knows me more than I know myself and I definitely know that you would like him, he only wants our happiness to flourish. He only explains to me how to please you and how to take care of you in all matters." Why did she again say that I would like him? How could she believe that? We had friends with whom we went out most Friday's evening and we also sometimes met at parties, I liked them and I liked being with them. But how could she say that I would like this Sir? At work there were a dozen males and females co-workers that I knew well, and I did like some of them also, but why would I like this Sir who was trying to fuck my wife? How could she be so sure of that? Unless he was already someone that I knew and that I did like, was he a friend of mine, a co-worker? I suddenly felt a chill in my back. Another week went by and I didn't dare questioning her anymore for fear that it would lead to my loosing my temper and thus ending our marriage. We were now sleeping together and on her insistence we were still having sex as before which was almost every day, except when she had her menstruation. Kate was on the pills and I thanked my lucky star for that, especially if I had doubts about her fucking this Sir. Saturday afternoon, after our usual morning bike ride, I watched her getting dress after we had taken a shower together. She put on sexy pink panties with a matching bra that I had never seen before then she put on her garter belt and socks. I was sitting on the bed drying myself and watching her while she continued to dress. She then put on a nice kilt-looking plaid skirt with a huge decorative safety pin on one side. I had never seen that skirt before. It was made of a checkers pattern of green, beige and red; it made her look so much younger. Next she took a thin red sweater from a box – another bran new item – and after putting it on, she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked stunning since the tight sweater did much to put in evidence her splendid breasts. When she finally sat in front of the mirror to put on a little make-up, I saw her looking at me in the mirror but she didn't say a word. By now she must have realized that I was anxious to ask her where she was going but she didn't volunteer any explanation until I couldn't stand it any longer. "Would you mind telling me where you are going Kate?" Looking at me through the mirror, she said that she was going to the mall for a little shopping as she sometimes did every Saturday afternoon. I suppose that she knew that I didn't believe her, but I figured that if would be best if I was to pretend to accept this explanation. So I quickly got dressed with the intention on following her. Before leaving the house she hugged me and kissed me passionately in front of the door, then she softly whispered to me, "Be patient with me Jake, I will be back in a few hours." As soon as she was out of the house through the front door, I went to the basement and I waited until she got into her car. When I saw her pull into the street I went to my car by mean of the basement door and waited a few seconds. The minute that I was on the street, I saw her turn right on the next street. I kept as far behind her as possible so that she wouldn't notice me following her. She drove to the mall indeed, and after parking her car she got inside through one of the many doors. I couldn't wait too long for fear of loosing sight of her so I immediately went inside through the same doors and looked around for her. A good thing that she was wearing a red sweater since it made it easier for me to locate her. Still it took me half a minute to see her. She was walking very fast and straight toward another set of doors on the south side of the mall. This exit led to the underground garage and by the time I got there she was nowhere to be seen. Cars were going in and out but there was no trace of her. It was easy for me to figure out that she had gotten into the car of someone waiting for her, by now she was probably on her way to whatever place Sir intended to take her. Soon my frustration changed to anger. Fed by an overwhelming desire to seek revenge on Sir, I drove to a guns store located in a shady district of the city and I was able to buy a second hand 38 revolver in very good condition. I then drove home to wait for Kate. I had no intention of hurting Kate but at that moment it was a good thing that Sir was not in front of me. Four hours later - it was a quarter to six then - Kate got back home. She had that sorry look on her face when she entered the house and I could tell that she was nervous and felt guilty. She probably didn't know how I was going to react to her being back so late. Before I had a chance to say anything to her, she said to me. "I am so sorry honey, I know that I am late getting home. But it couldn't be helped. I will prepare supper right away." She tried to hurry pass me so as to run upstairs, probably to change or to take a shower, but as she passed close to me. I reached out and I took hold of her wrist, in so doing she was forced to stop in her tracks. Still keeping my grip on her wrist, I asked her. "Where are the things that you bought, after all you did say that you were going shopping?" She looked really scared now. After all I was squeezing her wrist tighter than I had intended. "I didn't buy anything, I just went window shopping and since I didn't see anything interesting, I didn't buy anything." I knew she was lying about going window-shopping and I suppose that she thought that I really believed that poor excuse. But since it was against her nature to lie to me, it was quite evident on her face. I could feel her arm shaking now and when I looked at my hand around her wrist I noticed that there was a change to her bracelet. The small flat surface now had a little silver star at one end and in the middle of the star there was a small green stone about the size of the head of a pin. When she saw me examining her bracelet I detected a worried look on her face, but she was fast to react. "Oh, I did stop at a jewelry store and I bought a small decoration to put on my bracelet, as you can see there is still room for two more little stars. Do you like it?" I had an almost irresistible urge to grab the damn bracelet and pull it off her wrist. I wanted to hurt her then and make her suffer like she was doing to me, but when I looked at her she had that naive expression of innocence on her face. I had seen that look hundreds of times before and unless she had been acting all of those times, there was no way for her to fake it on this particular occasion. No, I knew that she had been brainwashed somehow and she really believed that what she was doing to our marriage was right. From this moment on, most of the hatred that I had so far felt toward her evaporated, she was not the one to blame for what was going on but this man, this Sir was responsible and my hatred for him did increase exponentially. "Yes it is nice." I said as I slowly release her wrist. As soon as she was free she went to our bedroom. When she came down, fifteen minutes later, she was wearing jeans and a T-shirt and she got busy preparing supper. I didn't bring the matter of her talking with Sir or what she had done exactly when she was suppose to be shopping, instead I decided that I was going to start watching her at noon in the cafeteria of the building where she work. If her Sir went to sit with her, I was going to find out who he was. But from that day on she wouldn't let me fuck her even though she did please me with her mouth and her hand. I could tell that it pained her to refuse me but I didn't insist since I didn't want things to get worst. On Monday and for the rest of the week, I went to her place of work and I hid myself in the men washroom during each noon hour. Not once did I see her sit or talk to a man. The Bracelet Then on Friday, I did get to learn a few things about Sir. Mike Lockwell asked me to help him move furniture. We had to prepare the spare bedroom for the new baby that his wife Mara was expecting in tree month's time. Mike was co-worker and he and his wife were good friends of Kate and me. We often went out to eat and dance on weekend with them and with Samuel Welden and his wife Sally; Samuel was also a co-worker. When we got to Mike's house after work, I immediately went to say hello to Mara. After kissing her on the cheek and telling her how good she looked in her pregnancy I got the shock of my life. On her wrist, I noticed a bracelet just like the one that Kate was wearing. It was not exactly the same since Mars's bracelet had three identical stars on the tiny flat surface. But each star was exactly the same as the one on Kate bracelet. I had never seen her wearing that bracelet and before I could ask her where she got it, her husband Mike came to get me so that we could start moving the furniture. While working with Mike, I got to think about her bracelet and I decided not to ask her any question about it. In the back of my mind I already knew that Sir was also involved with her. Friday evening was our night out and the six of us went to eat out and dance. While Kate was dancing with Sam and Mike was with Sally, I remained seated with Mara. While talking to her I then noticed that she wasn't wearing the bracelet she had on in that afternoon when I was at her house. It then occurred to me that my wife Kate always removed her bracelet when we went out with our friends, as a matter of fact it was the only time that she would remove it. Sitting there in front of Mara I had a strange feeling as I imagined all sort of meanings about these bracelets. Soon I could feel the hairs at the back of my neck as if they were standing out. The following day, Saturday, Kate dressed once again in another sexy outfit for her 'shopping' afternoon. Once more I followed her to the mall but this time I drove to the underground parking to wait for her. As soon as I found a parking place I got out of the car and I hid myself between two cars near the doors leading to the mall. Less than five minutes later I saw her walk out of the mall and entering the underground parking. She just stood near the doors as if waiting for someone. A few seconds later, a green Toyota approached her and she got inside. Before I had time to run to my car and exit the parking they were gone and I had no idea where. But I had been able to read the first three numbers of the plate of the Toyota, 6-5-9... Since there was nothing else to do so I drove back to the house. I was angry with myself and very disappointed and I felt like shouting. I was certain that my wife had gone to fuck this shit head, she was going to be with him for many hours and there was nothing I could do about it. On the way home I got to think about those bracelets that Kate and Mara were wearing and I suddenly got an idea. If I were to drive to Sally's house, would she be wearing a bracelet also? Of course the previous evening she hadn't been wearing one but neither had Kate or Mara. Could there be a connection between the damn bracelets and the three women? Instead if driving home I went to see Sally. Sam's car was not there but Sally was reading near the pool in the back yard. "Did Sam go golfing leaving you all by yourself?" I knew that Sam often went to play golf and he was seldom at home when he was not working. "Yes he did, but I prefer to sit quietly by the pool, I don't mind his playing golf. Do you want something to drink?" By then I has walked next to her chair. Since she was wearing a one piece swimming suite I noticed right away that she did have a bracelet around her right wrist just like the one that my wife and Mara were wearing. But on further examination I noticed that her bracelet had two stars on its flat surface. "No thank you I just had a beer at home before I left, I happened to drive pass your house on my way to the store and I thought that I could have a few words with Sam. But since he is not here I will talk to him at work on Monday." Once I was home I set my mind to try to figure out what the stars on those bracelets could mean. One pregnant woman with a three stars bracelet, one woman not seemingly pregnant with a two stars bracelet and Kate, certainly not pregnant with one star. Kate came home at seven and she looked awful. Her hair was in a mess and the white shirt she had been wearing was smeared and all wrinkled. When she walked through the family room, she had the look of someone that was going to the gallows. I could also tell that each step that she took was a painful experience for her. It then realized that she had been fucked again and again and her strange way of walking was the result of her fucking. She threw her arms around my neck while saying how sorry she was to be home so late. There was an odor of sweat and sex emanating from her and it was evident that she hadn't taken a shower after her tryst. I figured that Sir had probably ordered her not to take one and I kept wondering what else he could have ordered her to do. Since I didn't have the heart to make a scene, – after all she was under Sir's control – I told her to forget about preparing supper, instead I was going to order Chinese food. She didn't argue and I watched her painfully climbing the stair to our room. When she came down an hour later after a hot bath and a change of clothing, she looked much better, but it still seemed painful for her to walk. Even though we didn't fuck when we went to bed that night, she did cuddled close to me for the whole night. On Sunday we remained home, Kate spent part of the afternoon sleeping on the couch. While she slept downstairs I use the opportunity to search our bedroom. I didn't know exactly what I was looking for but I looked everywhere. When I checked in one of the small drawers where she kept her panties, I found the four circular, plastic, receptacles that contained her pills. Three of them were still full and unopened but the fourth one was only partly full. Judging by the empty slots and noting the date of the present month on the circular receptacle, I could tell that she had stop taking her pills seven days previously. This corresponded exactly to five days before she had refused to let me fuck her. Putting it plainly, she was trying to get pregnant, but not by me. I was devastated. Monday morning, when I drove to work I finally found out who Sir was. Before I even entered the building I was able to figure out his name. It happened when I went to park my car in the vast parking lot for the employees and tenants of the ten stories building where I worked. As soon as I found a spot to park my car close enough to the main entrance and after turning off the motor, I notice the green car in front of mine. It was a green Toyota with the first three numbers on the license plate being 6-5-9. This was the same car into which I had seen Kate rush inside at the mall the previous Saturday. The owner of this car was Kate's Sir. But I already knew who the owner of the car was; it was Samuel's car. I had seen him driving it dozens of times. Samuel was Sir and he was going to pay with his life for what he did to me and to my marriage. But first I was going to find out exactly what was going on. I don't know how long I remained in my car absorbing what I had just discovered; it must have been a long time since when I got back inside my office, I was well over half an hour late. For the next half-hour I remained sitting behind my desk thinking about my next course of action. I had already decided what I was going to do to Sam, but at the same time I didn't intend to go to jail for getting rid of him. I also needed to figure out what was going to happen to my marriage now that I knew whom Sir was. At the beginning of this whole thing I had made my mind to divorce Kate, even though I loved her with all my heart. But now that I knew who was Sir and that he had some kind of power or control on my wife and on other women, I was not that sure that leaving my wife was what I wanted. Then there were the bracelets that all three women were wearing, what was the meaning of those stars. I had to find out before making Sam pay. The only way that I had to find out was to ask Kate directly and even force her to tell me if it was necessary. Since I knew that the following day as well as for the rest of the week, I would be working on a project by myself on the other side of town, I keep away from Sam for the remainder of the day. I didn't trust myself having to talk to him now that I was aware what he had done to Kate and me. When I got home after work, Kate was not there yet so I took the opportunity to check in the drawer of her panties if she had taken her birth control pill that day. As expected she hadn't. I sat on the bed and told myself that if my wife wanted to become pregnant then I would see to it with my own seed and not that of her Sir. When she got back home I acted as if nothing was wrong and we ate supper and watched TV for a while until it was ten. I said that I was tired and she followed me to bed. As she usually did each evening, she reached for my cock and as soon as it was hard she lowered her head on my erection and took it into her mouth. But after a few minutes I pulled her head near my lips and I kiss her passionately then I reached for her cunt. "No Jake stop it, I can't let you do this, let me take care of you with my mouth instead." I was expecting that reaction from her and I was prepared for it. My hand, which during this time had been over her cunt, went deeper between her legs and even though she did try to close them, I still managed to get two fingers inside her cunt. She was wet and her juice was flowing freely. "Katherine." She knew that I always used her full name when I was angry with her. "I have decided that this thing has gone on long enough, I will fuck you tonight and there is nothing you can do about it. Even if I have to rape you I will still fuck you." I heard her mumbling half-incoherent words as she began to moan and cry under me while at the same time she fought desperately to get away from me. When she realized that she had no hope whatsoever of escaping from my invading hand which by now was trying to tear off her panties, she began to beg me to let her go since she had promised Sir that she wouldn't make love to me for a while. This is exactly the thing that she shouldn't have said; it made me fight for my right with still more determination. She was trying to get pregnant by him while at the same time making me a cuckold. Finally, I managed to climb firmly on top of her and since her panties were now in shreds, I managed to place my cock at the entrance to her cunt. She was still crying and fighting me vigorously but I was stronger than she was and beside, my weight was helping me to pin her down. Then I felt my cock slowly entering her tunnel of love, which had been forbidden to me for over a week. As soon as I was all the way inside her, she stopped fighting me and I proceeded to fuck her properly. A few minutes later I could tell that she was in ecstasy and approaching an orgasm as she thrashed her head from side to side. Her body was damp from the perspiration of her earlier resistance as well as from her passion as she trusted her hips forward each tune that she took the length of my erection all the way within her. Her pussy was now sloppy wet, gushing her wetness outside and making slurpy, sucking, gushy wet sounds as I kept on pumping my raging penis within her. All of a sudden she cried out, "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oohh, yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! I'm cummmming!" I continued to drive my cock hard and deep into Kate's pussy as she began to cum. She was delirious, yelling out, "Ohhh Yess! Ohhh God Yesss! Ahh! Ahhh! Yes! Ohhhhuuunngghhhhh! Ohh Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She was frantically thrusting her hips upward to meet me now and making guttural animal sounds as I held her in a tight embrace, fucking my entire length and girth deep into her soaking pussy. Her tunnel of love was throbbing, contracting, sucking, and milking my penis as I fucked her. At last I felt my own climax initiating within my scrotum and as my seed were ejected deep within her throbbing and quaking cunt, I felt into the grip of an intense pleasure. Both of our pelvis areas were now drenched as we rested in the arms of each other. It was a little over a week that I had fucked her the last time. I had given her the fucking of her life then and I was more than ready to have an encore of this last fuck. For well over two hours I remained hard and ploughed her sex through many climaxes. I did it with the hope that she wold be less tempted to cheat on me with Sir after this tremendous session of fucking, but apparently it didn't work. From then on Kate became willing and even eager to make love to me and we did fuck each evening for the rest of the week. I suppose that since she had already broken her promise to Sir alias Sam, it didn't make much difference how many time she fucked me now. She probably intended to lie to him and not say a word about my fucking her. This was a good sign since it met that his grip on her was not as strong as I thought. Friday when I got back from work I let Kate know that I didn't feel like going out with our friends that evening and she phoned the two women to let them know that we would be staying home that evening. Then Saturday afternoon after our usual bike ride Kate once again change into a sexy outfit for her afternoon 'shopping'. This time I parked my car near the exit of underground garage of the mall and I remained in it with the motor running so that I could follow them. I was pretty sure that they would be going to Sam's cottage near the lake but I hadn't never been there and I made sure not to loose sight of his car while keeping far enough behind him so that he wouldn't notice me. He did indeed drive to the lake but on the way there I noticed that there were two women sitting with him in his car. He probably had his wife Sally with him. What the fuck is going on now I told myself. I had my gun with me and I was ready to take care of him. Of course I had no intention of harming Kate; I was willing to bet that she was going to cooperate with me once I had taken care of him. But now that his wife was with them I knew that I would have to change my plans. I saw his car turn on a small road leading to the shore of the lake and I stopped on the main road so as to let them gain some distance from me. After five minutes I got on the small road and drove ahead slowly. I passed in front of half a dozen cottages then still further ahead I saw Sam's green Toyota parked in the driveway of a logs cottage with a four foot cedar hedge surrounding the property. I drove about half a mile further then parked my car in an unoccupied entrance of a house under construction. From there I walked back the half mile to Sam's cottage. By the look of it they were already all inside the cottage and the only indication that there were people in the house was Sam's car parked in the driveway. At the risk of being seen, I got near the cottage and while sticking close to the hedge, I moved ahead until I was standing just a couple of feet from the cottage itself. The previous day I had made plans to get rid of Sam on this very day, before he could do his devilish deeds with my wife, but now there was this other woman with them, she was probably his wife. This met that I had to postpone my vengeance, apart from my wife I didn't want anyone to witness what I intended to do. But even so, I had to find out was they were actually doing inside and there didn't seamed to be any way to do that without my being discovered. As I was trying to figure out of a way to get inside the cottage, I suddenly heard the second floor window, right over my head, opening suddenly. His cottage had a two sides sloping roof with the high part right over the recently opened window, thus it had a second floor on this part of the house with either an attic or a loft in the room where the window had just been opened. Of course there was no way for me to see into that room but since I was standing right below the opened window, I could hear everything that was said inside. I soon learned that the room was a loft with a bed in it and I heard Sam voice telling both women to get undress and to lie on the bed. For the next half-hour I head him gives orders to his wife – he did call her by her name – and to my wife to do things together. Kate was extremely reluctant to comply with his orders and I could tell that it was her first time making love to a woman. But on account of Sam's complete control over her as well as her submissive nature, she did comply to his wishes. I gradually began to hear moaning and sighting as well as sucking noises. Later, he said short words of encouragement to both women as they made love to each other. I was deeply shocked since I knew that Kate had never before this day gotten involved with a woman. After a while, and after hearing both women proclaiming their pleasure with each other, it was Sam's turn to fuck each of them for a long time. Once, I even heard him tell his wife to aim his cock in Kate's rear hole. The three of them fucked, licked, sucked and did all sort of thing for a long time and I often heard both women calling him Sir. They did everything he would ask of them. Finally I had heard enough and I decided to walk back to my car and drive home. Kate got home at seven and I didn't say a word to her about her being so late. I could tell that she felt very bad and she did everything to be nice to me, but after having heard her in her tryst with Sam and his wife I was in no mood to be nice with her. A few times while she was preparing supper I even saw tears falling from her eyes. I suppose that we both knew that the other was aware of what was going on but we acted as if there was an unwritten agreement not to say a word about it. Of course for my part I wanted to catch Sam in the act and make him pay for what he did, this is why I was letting things go on. As for my wife I suppose that she figured that I had finally accepted this way of life of hers and even if in all evident she felt extremely bad about it, she couldn't stop being submissive to Sam. This is why I knew that only his death was going to free my wife from this evil man. So another week began and to my shock and horror, when she came home after work on Monday, I noticed that her bracelet now had two stars on it. I then realized what the second star met. It was a reward of her successfully passing the test of her initiation in making love to another woman. As I silently sat at the table with her – we no longer talked much while we were eating now – I kept stealing glances at her bracelet, I tried to pretend that I didn't notice the second star decorating the small plate. But while we were quietly eating, my mind was busy trying to imagine what could possibly be the meaning of a third star. I then thought of Mara, Mike Lockwell's wife, she had a bracelet with three stars. Then it hit me; I knew what was the third star stood for. Mara was pregnant and Sam had also given her a bracelet as soon as he had been able to control her into doing all of those things he had done so far to Kate. But the fact that Mara was pregnant and Kate was not could only mean that when Kate would get pregnant with a child from him he was going to give her also a third and last star. That evening, while in bed with Kate, I didn't make love to her but I did fuck her. I even fucked her in the middle of the night as well as in the morning before we got up to go to work. I said to myself that if she was going to get pregnant, I was going to be the one to do it. Sam had already ordered her not to let me fuck her and she was lying to him.