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Alana Asserts Herself

By: Just Plain Bob



I sat in my office staring out the window with thoughts of murder on my mind. Murder would be the quickest way to go and it would definitely be the most satisfying, but I also know that there is no such thing as the Perfect Crime - not for an ordinary guy like me anyway - and I have no desire to go to jail. Who would I like to do in? My loving wife of course, and all because we both love sex.

Alana and I married after a whirlwind courtship. We met at a cocktail party in LA on a Thursday night, spent all of Friday and half a day Saturday in bed and then drove to Vegas and were married on Saturday night. I know, I can hear it now, "You met and got married in the space of twenty-four hours and you got marriage problems? Well duh!" 

Actually that would be a wrong assumption on the readers part. Alana and I were made for each other and the marriage lasted more than ten years trouble free. It has been in only the last three months that things have gone to hell and, admittedly, it is as much my fault as Alana's that things have gone bad. As I mentioned before, both Alana and I love sex and are always trying on new things to add spice to an already spicy marriage. The trouble started when we decided to add role playing to our repertoire. It began with simple stuff like Alana going into a bar and acting like a prostitute looking for a John and letting me pick her up in front of all the people there. I'd fix her car and she would pretend I was the mechanic at the garage and she would offer to fuck me in place of paying her bill. We tried the burglar surprising the lady of the house in bed, the service man coming to fix the (fill in the blank) and the lady of the house fucking him because she didn't have the check book and had no cash. Then we progressed to light bondage and Alana would have me tie her to the bed, use a feather and dildos on her and then fuck her. 

After a while we discussed the possibility of taking on a third person, male or female, it didn't matter, as long as it added spice to the marriage. We were both secure enough that we felt we could handle so we tried it with another woman and it was great. Then we tried it with another guy and it was just as great. We limited our use of extra partners to once a month, more with the idea of keeping things new and exciting than anything else and it worked out well for us. There were two women and three guys that we used on a rotating basis and for two years things went along fine. 

As I said, the trouble began about three months ago and I have only myself to blame for it. I had been gone on an extended business trip and Alana had been without sex for almost two weeks. I know that that doesn't sound like a long time, but for a woman used to getting laid five and six times a week it can seem like forever. I was due to be gone another four days, maybe five, and during my nightly call to Alana she told me she was climbing walls and she asked me if she could please call one of our three studs in waiting. I saw no harm in that so I told her to go ahead. When I called her the next night she thanked me for letting her 'get settled down' and then she said, "The boys damn near wore me out." 

"The boys?" I asked. 

It seems that Dave and Fred were not answering their phones and when she called Todd he said he couldn't come over because he had an out of town guest - his old college roommate was staying with him. Alana was so desperate that she told Todd to bring his buddy along with him and the two of them had worked her over most of the night. 

"I knew you wouldn't mind" she said, "and now I should be able to hang on until you get home." 

Didn't think I'd mind? Of course I minded. I was letting other guys fuck my wife, but I'd always had some say in the matter. I'd always checked them out before granting approval and I didn't know anything about this friend of Todd's. I was pissed, but I kept a rein on my emotions and told Alana that I would be home in two days and that, unlike her, I had gone without and she was going to have to take up the slack when I got home.

We fucked up a storm the first five days I was back and then we fell back into our normal routine. At the end of the month, when it was our usual time to bring in a third person, she told me that she wanted to do Todd and his buddy, "I've never had three men at once and I think it would be fun." 

I wasn't all that keen on the idea, but it was Alana's body and I didn't feel that I could tell her that she couldn't have what she wanted, at least not since we had opened the door to extra partners. Given that I'd not been given the chance to check out Tim before allowing him to join our little circle I was predisposed to dislike him before he even walked in the door. When he and Todd arrived I took an instant dislike to him and it didn't help that he had a permanent smirk on his face or that his attitude toward me was condescending. He acted as if he was there to do me a favor. Alana positively gushed over him and I soon found out why - he had a cock that would have done a stud horse proud. I suddenly understood why Alana had been so insistent on having him come back with Todd. Don't kid yourself by thinking that size doesn't count. The only people who say that are the women who can't get one or the guys that don't have a big one. For Alana's sake I kept my thoughts about Tim to myself and let the evening proceed. I do admit to a certain amount of fascination as I watched Alana taking every single inch of that monster cock and then beg to be fucked harder. When the two guys left in the morning Alana couldn't even walk; I had to carry her to the bathroom. The next day I told Alana that I didn't like the "arrogant bastard" and that I didn't want him coming back. Alana didn't say anything and I thought that was the end of the matter.

The next three weeks were normal, nothing but straight sex and plenty of it, and then one night I came home from work to find Alana wearing her vinyl corset and black high heeled boots. It was her way of telling me that tonight was going to be a 'light bondage night' and that it was my turn to submit. She ordered me to disrobe and then had me sit on one of our straight back dining room chairs and then she tied my arms and legs to the chair. Next she tied a blindfold over my eyes and said, "Tonight slave, you will learn to suck a cock. I'm going to parade all of my lovers past you and after you have sucked all their cocks you will identify them. If you correctly name them all I will allow you to fuck me tonight. If you fail, you can go to bed by yourself and play with your miserable excuse for a cock." 

I heard her leave the room and when she came back I felt something push at my lips, "Open your mouth slave and treat my lover's manhood with the respect that it deserves."

I stuck my tongue out and touched the thing she was holding and she said, "Suck it slave!" I opened my mouth and something rubbery was pushed in. Since I had never sucked a cock in my life and had no way of knowing how all I could do was treat it the way I liked mine to be treated. After a minute or so Alana asked, "Who is it slave?" 

Alana has a collection of dildos and she has named each one and I guessed that my task was going to be to identify each one correctly. The one I'd just had in my mouth was small, almost cigar sized, and so I said, "That was Mr. Rectum." 

Alana snorted and said, "Lucky guess."

For the next half-hour Alana pushed her entire collection of fake cocks in my mouth and I correctly identified them all. She had even run in a small summer sausage, a carrot and a cucumber on me and I had nailed them all. 

Then Alana said, "This next one you do not know. I just bought it a specialty shop and it was hideously expensive because of its unique features. It has the texture of real skin and it has a small sack that can be filled with warm milk that I can have the cock shoot into you by squeezing a bulb. You should know me well enough to know the name I have given it," and then it was pushed at my lips. I opened my mouth and took it in and was surprised to find that it did indeed have the texture of real skin, but what got my immediate attention was the size - it was huge! It stretched the corners of my mouth and Alana said, "My lover is now going to fuck your face until he shoots his cum into your mouth. You will swallow all of it and then if you can name him your prize will be my body." 

She began to saw the dildo back and forth in my mouth, going in deeper with every stroke, and all the time crooning, "Suck it slave, suck that big, beautiful cock, suck it." 

I thought that Alana was getting a little too carried away with things, but I couldn't say anything because my mouth was full. My arms and legs were tied to the chair so I couldn't push her away from me or move away from her. Suddenly Alana said, "My lover is going to cum now. Be a good slave and swallow it all." A stream of warm fluid hit the back of my throat and my first thought was that doesn't taste like any warm milk I ever had before and then I was swallowing and gagging as I tried hard to swallow all of the fluid. 

"Can you name my lover slave?" and she pulled the object from my mouth. 

There was a possibility, albeit a small one, that I would be wrong, but I was sure that I was right. 

"Your lover's name is Tim." 

"Very good slave" Alana said as she moved behind me and took off the blindfold. 

I blinked my eyes a few times and then threw up all over myself. Standing in front of me, with drops of cum still hanging from his cock, was Tim. He looked down at me and sneered, "What does it feel like to have a real man's dick in your mouth." Standing ten feet behind him was Todd holding a video camera. I had just been videotaped sucking another man's cock! Alana was wiping my face and trying to clean up the mess I'd just made when I had the sudden realization that another man's cum had just gone down my throat and I threw up again. 

Alana said, "You guys go on into the bedroom, I'll be there in a minute." She stuffed a clean rag in my mouth and said, "I'm sorry baby, but I've got to have that huge cock. I love you and I hope you love me enough to forgive me for what I just did to you, but I crave that monster cock between my legs. He is an arrogant, insufferable bastard, but he also has that monster cock. As long as you let him fuck me he won't show that tape to anyone. I really, really do love you baby and I'm sorry for this, but now I know how a cocaine addict feels when he cant get his fix and I've got to have Tim baby, I've just got to have him. I know you're mad now so I'm not going to untie you until they are gone, but please remember that you are the only man I love," and then she left me and walked into the bedroom. 

I sat in that chair, in the stinking mess I'd made, and listened to the noises coming from the bedroom. When Tim and Todd left Tim looked at me and said, "You ain't that bad a cocksucker. The next time I come over I'll let you get me ready for your wife," and then he gave me his sneering smile as he walked out of the house.

Five minutes later Alana came out of the bedroom and began to untie me. "I love you baby, honest to God I do and I'll make it up to you, I promise," but as soon as she had me untied I shoved her away from me.

"Get out of my sight you worthless whore before I kill you" and I left the house and I haven't been back.

In the three weeks since Alana, Tim and Todd pulled their little stunt I've not spoken to her - not once - not even to take her phone calls. Other than a divorce I don't have a clue as to what I'm going to do next to get even with the three of them, but as I look out my office window I know it won't be murder. At least not yet!

Alana Asserts Herself Ch. 02



When the idea finally came to me it had the benefit of utter simplicity. All I had to do was act normally and let the pieces fall into place.

It had been three weeks since I had walked out of the house and I had not spoken to Alana in all that time. Not because she didn't try to get in touch with me, but because I wanted nothing to do with her. I came home at three in the afternoon when I knew she would still be at work and moved myself into the spare bedroom. I was in the kitchen making myself a sandwich when Alana came home. Having seen my car in the garage she knew I was there and she came running into the house calling out my name. I ignored her as she went through the house calling out for me. She finally came into the kitchen, saw me and then she ran to me and threw her arms around me.

"Oh God baby, you're home. I've missed you terribly and I've been so worried about you."

I put my hand in the middle of her chest and gave her a hard push and she stumbled backwards into the wall.

"Just keep away from me you disgusting piece of shit."

"But you ca..."

"The only reason that I'm here is that I can't afford a divorce right now and I can't afford to make the mortgage payment on this place and keep an apartment too. Until I can find some way to financially do what needs to be done I'll be staying in the spare bedroom. I'll stay out of your way and you stay the fuck out of mine. Don't even look in my direction. The only thing I want from you is advance notice whenever you bring those two assholes over. I want to make sure that I'm not here because the temptation to do them great bodily harm would be just too great. The last thing I need is to go to jail over what I might do to them if I got my hands on them."

Baby, I love you and you know that I do. We can wo..."

"Don't make me laugh Alana. No way anyone could do to me what you did if they loved me. If you could love me and do that I shudder to think what you might be capable of if you hated me. Just keep away from me Alana. I don't want a fucking thing from you except to be kept up to date on your schedule where those two assholes are concerned."

It wasn't that easy of course. Alana just knew that I still loved her as much as I always had and that I was just going through a period of being mad. She left little love notes lying around the place for me and she bought me presents and left them on the bed in the spare bedroom. For the first two weeks I was back Alana didn't have Todd and Tim over. I don't know if she saw them someplace else or not, but they didn't come over to our house. Alana finally accepted that I wasn't going to have anything to do with her and soon what I had been waiting for happened.

"Todd and Tim are coming over at seven-thirty tonight."

At seven I left the house, got in my car and drove off. I circled the block and parked on a side street where I could watch the front door of the house. The two of them showed up at seven-twenty and left at eleven and at one-thirty I went home. Three days later they came over and again I left and didn't go home until they were gone. I let it happen two more times to let them get over their worries that I might be waiting for them with a gun. I wanted them to feel comfortable about Alana's wimpy husband being afraid to be there when they came to visit.

Thursday night Alana let me know that they would be over at seven on Friday. I already had things arranged so at six I left the house and parked on the side street and waited. They showed up at six-fifty and I gave them twenty minutes to get to the bedroom, get naked and get into Alana and then I went back to the house and let myself in. I could hear them talking as I moved quietly up the stairs.

Tim was speaking. "And just where is the gutless wonder tonight?"

"Must you talk about him that way?"

"Hey sweets, I'm only telling it like it is. He is gutless. He let us do what we did and now he's afraid that I'll hurt him if he gives me any shit."

"He didn't let us do anything. He was already blindfolded and tied to the chair when it happened. I doubt very much you could have held him down and done it if he knew what was coming. He would have hurt you and I know it."

"All I know is that if somebody did that to me he would be buried by now."

"That's beside the point. I love him and I don't like listening to you talk that way about him."

"You love him huh? Then why do you have both hands around my cock and why are you letting Todd lick your pussy?"

Alana never got to answer that question because I stepped into the room and the three noticed me all at the same time. My sudden appearance seemed to render them speechless. Then again, maybe it was the Colt 1911-A1 that I had in my hand that grabbed their attention. I looked right at Tim and I said, "I'd have gotten to you sooner ass wipe, but it takes time to find the right gun, learn to use it and then practice enough to get good with it. But I'm here now and that's what counts, right? What were you saying about being buried by now?"

At that Tim appeared to be just a little shaken up. Alana was sitting on the bed her face pale as a sheet of paper. Todd was shaking so badly that he looked like a naked man outside in a blizzard

Todd gulped and his voice quavered when he said, "Wha...wha... what are yo... yo... going to do?"

"You ever hear the saying that "Paybacks can be a mother fucker?" Well that is just what this is - payback! Let me explain to you how this is going to work. You are going to do what I tell you or I will use the gun on you. This is the way I see it. If I kill you no judge or jury is going to let me skate. When they find out why I killed you they might be sympathetic and let me plead down to a lesser charge, but I'd still go to jail and I don't want that. On the other hand I have every reason to believe that a jury will find me not guilty or at least let me walk with minimum penalty if all I do is fuck you up. You said it yourself Tim. If anyone had done to you what you did to me they would be buried, right? The jury will think the same way so when they see you on crutches or in a wheel chair they will just think that you got what you deserved. Paying court costs and doing 500 hours of community service in exchange for crippling you for life doesn't sound like a bad deal, now does it?"

"I don't know what you are planning, but you won't get away with it" snarled Tim.

"I just told you that I don't plan on trying to get away with it, I just plan on not paying too high a price. Here is the menu of choices. I blow away one kneecap and put you on crutches for the rest of your life. I blow away both knees and your future is a wheel chair. In addition to crutches or a wheel chair I could also blow away an elbow and make that arm useless for the rest of your life. I'll naturally pick the right one if you're right handed or the left if you are a southpaw. Are we clear on this? I don't want you dead, but I would love to have you spend the rest of your life wishing you were. So, do what you are told and survive or give me a ration of shit and don't - your choice."

Alana had tears running down her cheeks and Todd was still shaking. Tim was looking at me defiantly which is about what I had expected the arrogant asshole to do.

"Todd, go over to the closet, get the green backpack on the floor and dump the contents on the bed."

He did what I told him and three pair of handcuffs and several sections of rope cascaded down onto the bed.

"Take one set of cuffs and cuff Alana to the chair in front of her makeup table." 

He did it and then I told Tim to lie down on his back on the bed.

"And if I don't?"

"I'll make you a cripple and it won't bother me a bit."

He got on his back and I told Todd to tie his wrists to the bedposts.

"That's to keep you alive Tim. I figure that you are stupid enough to try and rush me and I'd be forced to kill you. Jus lie there and let Todd secure you. And Todd? I'll be checking the knots so make sure you do a good job." 

When Todd was done I checked the knots and made sure that they were good and tight and then I stepped back and said, "Remember your Bible guys? Exodus 21 verses 23 to 25? "Thou shall give life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth" and so on? Well, what you did to me now gets done to you. You made me suck a cock so now you get to suck one too. Get on the bed Todd and put yourself in a sixty-nine position over Tim. Then the two of you suck each other off."

Todd hesitated and I said, "Okay Todd, I'll let you chose. Right knee or left" and I pulled the hammer back on the Colt and pointed it in the general direction of his knees. He scrambled to get up on the bed and into position. His cock hung down in Tim's face and Tim turned his head aside and he said, "No fucking way you cock sucker, I won't do it."

"Pity. Todd won't get much enjoyment out of sucking on a limp dick, but by the same token you may never get to use for anything again except to pee."

I went to the closet and came back with something that looked like a policeman's nightstick. I carried it over and showed it to Tim. "This is a cattle prod. I have no idea what the lasting effects of having it touched to your cock and balls will be. Hey, you might even get a charge out of it." Then I laughed, "I think I made a funny. Get a charge out of it, get it?"

Tim just glared at me.

"No sense of humor huh?"

I looked at Todd and said, "You're not doing what I told you Todd. Get to work on Tim's cock. I'm not going to tell you again."

With a great deal of reluctance Todd bent to his task. I had to smile when I saw Tim's cock begin to grow as Todd mouthed him. 

"Like those blow jobs huh? How do you know you won't enjoy giving one?"

I put the cattle prod in front of Tim's face. 

"See the three little LED's? One is red, that means it has been turned on. The yellow one means that the charge is building up. When the third one turns green it means that the prod is charged up and ready to use." I flicked on the switch and the red light came on. "When that light turns green you better have Todd's cock in your mouth or I use this on you. I'll touch your balls first, then your cock and then I'll shove it up your ass. I'm told that it holds eight charges before it has to recharge and once I start on you with it I'm not stopping until it runs out of juice."

When the yellow light came on Tim gave me a look of pure hatred, but he turned his head and captured Todd's cock in his mouth. While I had been explaining the cattle prod to Tim Todd had been working on Tim's dick like his life depended on it and I'm sure that he thought that it did. 

I said, "When you both have cum in the others mouth the ordeal will be almost over" and then I walked over to stand next to Alana. She was sobbing and looking down at the floor. 

"How does it feel to be tied to a chair and be helpless while somebody fucks over you?" 

She kept sobbing and looked away from me. I grabbed a handful of her hair and twisted her face toward the bed, "Look at them Alana, don't they make a lovely couple?"

She sobbed out, "What are you going to do to me?"

"In time Alana, in time. I won't neglect you, I promise."

On the bed Tim and Todd were working on each other's joints. Todd was getting into it. I don't know that sucking Tim's cock was doing much for him, but he sure like his cock being in Tim's mouth. Todd's hips were moving up and down as he fucked Tim's face and I wondered if their friendship would survive the night. Who knows, they just might have found something that might keep them home and off the streets? Suddenly Todd groaned and he came in Tim's mouth. Tim gagged and choked, but he was tied down and couldn't move so he had to swallow. Tim was mouthing Todd's limp cock, but I don't think that he knew he was doing it as all his feelings seem to be in his cock. He was humping his hips up off the bed and driving his cock into Todd's mouth and I unlocked Alana's handcuffs and told her to go over and untie Tim. As soon as his hands were free he sat up and grabbed the back of Todd's head with both hands and held on tight while he shot into Todd's mouth. I saw cum drip from Todd's lips as Tim emptied his balls.

I gave them a minute to catch their breath and then I told Todd to take the two pair of handcuffs and cuff himself to Tim. "Your right wrist to his left and then take the other cuff and put it on your left wrist."

"Why? We did what you told us."

"All that did was make us even. Now we get to the revenge part. Don't worry, it won't be painful; humiliating maybe, but not painful."

Todd did what I told him to do and then I had the two men walk into the bathroom and get in the bathtub. I told Todd to take the free end of the handcuff on his left wrist and lock it tight around the faucet handle. When he had done that I tucked the Colt behind my belt, unzipped myself and took out my cock.

"I've been saving this for hours" I said, and then I pissed all over the both of them. When I was done I turned to Alana, "Your turn now Alana. Dry them off."

She reached for a towel, but I took it out of her hands. "No towel Alana, use your tongue." 

She recoiled at that, "Oh no, I won't do that."

"Your choice Alana, but I can tell you this much. You won't have much of a sex life if you are confined to a wheel chair." 

I pulled the Colt from where I had tucked it in and I had just pulled back the hammer when she said, "All right, okay, I'll do it."

"Get to it then."

"Do you really hate me that much?"

"I hate what you did to me and that's enough."

The tears started falling again, but she got in the tub and went to work. She stopped twice to toss her cookies, but I waved the gun at her and she went back to work. When she was done I had her use the cuffs that Todd had cuffed her to the chair with to cuff herself to Tim.

"Okay children, I have one last thing to take care of. Don't go away."

I left the bathroom and came back a few minutes later with a video camera. "I had this hidden so that it would catch all the action. I can edit out the ropes. So, now we each have a tape. If the one you have never sees the light of day neither will this one, but if I even hear a rumor that there is a tape of me out there I will put this on the Internet so fast it will make your head swim and I'll make damned sure that everyone that I know who knows the both of you will also get a copy."

"We can trade" Todd said, "The tape we have for that one."

"No we can't. I would never trust that you didn't make copies. I'll just hang on to this one. If you are smart you will destroy the one you have to make damned sure it doesn't get found inadvertently and get out."

"But you'll still have yours. How do we know we can trust you?"

"You don't. You just have to hope, but think of this; I could have hurt you both bad tonight, but I didn't. The other thing to remember is that you guys started this, not me."

I turned to leave and Alana said, "Where are you going?"

"Away from this place."

"But you can't just go and leave us here."

"You're right, I can't. It could be days before anyone finds you."

I took out my cell phone and when the police dispatcher answered I gave the address and reported seeing two men trying to break in.

"There! Help is on the way. You all take care now" and I left the house.

That was a week ago and Alana has called my office and cell phone a dozen times a day since. So far I haven't taken the calls, but I do have to admit to a touch of curiosity. What could she possibly have to say to me now?