8 comments/ 104476 views/ 36 favorites Exclusive Club Ch. 01 By: Kippy189 "Excuse me, are you Mr. Henderson?" I looked up from my video poker game. "Yes..." A black man, wearing a security guard uniform was standing next to me. His name tag said 'Phillip'. "Mr. Henderson, your wife has taken ill. We'd like to take you to her." "Of course." I quickly cashed out and followed the security guard through the casino. "Your wife is okay Mr. Henderson. She's in the back in our infirmary." He swiped his card on a door and we entered a long hallway. I noticed cameras everywhere. All the doors had card access like in a hotel and several also had keypads. We came to one with placard that said Medical and the security guard swiped his badge and then pressed numbers in the keypad. A little light blinked red. "Damn," he said. He tried again with the same result. I started to get a little anxious. Another security guard approached from a side hallway. "Hey Dan," said my escort, "can you see if you can open this door?" "Sure," said Dan. Phillip moved back and Dan leaned over and swiped his card. I watched intently, anxious to see my wife. Suddenly I felt a prick on my arm and looked at Phillip. He had just stabbed a needle in my arm. "What the?" I stammered. Both men took an arm as the door opened. "Don't worry Mr. Henderson; it's sort of a muscle relaxant." Firmly holding my arms, they led me into what appeared to be some kind of control room. There were several blank TV monitors along one wall and what looked like a sound mixing station in the corner. "What's going on? What is this?" I said. My legs felt kind of rubbery and they helped me into a chair. "Where's my wife?" "In a moment Mr. Henderson you'll see your wife," the black man said kindly. They gently pulled my arms behind my back and I felt handcuffs click around my wrists. "Sorry about this Mr. Henderson. We don't want you to get hurt." "What do you mean? Where's my wife?" I was starting to slur. I couldn't move my legs or my arms. "What have you done to m, m, me?" I managed to get out before Phillip put a gag in my mouth and tied it behind my neck. The second guard went over to the consoles and began flipping switches. "Relax Mr. Henderson," said Phillip, "you'll be able to see your wife in a minute. Here, let's lean your head back." He leaned my head back against the back of the chair and I stared at the bank of three TV screens that began to come to life one at a time. The screens displayed a fairly large room with what looked like twenty or more elegantly dressed couples quietly sitting around two sides of the room. All of them were wearing fancy full or partial face masks. Several large TV monitors were on in the room and all were focused on a door off to the side. Dan quietly spoke into a microphone which came out the speakers in the other room. "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we have chosen a young couple from the Midwest to be the subjects for this evening entertainment. Mr. Henderson is a respected banker in their hometown and his wife, Melody, works at home taking care of their two young children, Timmy and Margaret, who are with their grandparents while the Henderson's take a little Las Vegas holiday that they won on a local radio station." All of the TV screens showed our latest family photo. I wanted to scream but all that came out was mumbled. Then the TV pictures went to a picture of Melody in a bikini taken ten years ago. "At eighteen Mrs. Henderson was second runner up for Miss Dairyland," continued Dan. "She should have won, don't you think?" I saw several heads nodding agreement in the audience. "Although this picture was taken ten years ago, the years have been good to her," he went on. Half of the TV's kept the picture of her in her bikini and the other half switched to a collage of very recent shots of her working out in the gym in a brown leotard and tights. Her medium length blond hair was tied back in a ponytail and she looked like every man's dream. Then several screens shifted to a video of her leaving the gym and walking confidently to our minivan. A handsome young man walked by and they smiled at each other, but as he walked past we could see him turn his head back to admire her long legs and firm butt. The camera zoomed in on her face as she unlocked the side door of the van and slid it open; then shifted to her ass when she leaned in to place her gym bag between the kid's car seats. A murmur went through the audience in the room while she remained bent over adjusting things. "What in the hell is going on?" I wanted to scream, but it came out muffled through the gag. Then Phillip said, "I'll bet you're wondering about all this aren't you. You see Mr. Henderson you two didn't really win the radio contest for an all expense paid vacation to Vegas. Well you didn't win it fair and square anyway." He paused for a moment. "You see we picked you." He didn't say anything else, just turned back to look at the monitors as more images of my wife appeared. Shots from the grocery store with the kids to all of us at the lake with her wearing that hot one piece that didn't leave much to the imagination. How did they know all of this? I tried to ask, but I found that the words that came out around the gag were so badly slurred that they made no sense. Whatever drug that they injected me with was affecting my speech as well. Phillip said to me while he watched the TV monitors. "Mr. Henderson the drug we gave you will keep you from moving for awhile. Later on we will give you another injection to counteract the first and then you can go join your wife." He continued, "You might be wondering why we chose you tonight?" He looked at me like he expected an answer. "First it's because your wife is a totally hot. And second, it's because you and your wife have everything to lose if you talk about tonight with anyone after we let you go." Then Bob spoke into the microphone and I heard if from the speakers on the wall. "I know that you all have seen some of these picture before in the prospectus..." "What prospectus?" I cried to myself. Phillip continued, "You also might be wondering why we've brought you in here to watch. It's because it's important that you see what happens tonight so that you will know how damaging it would be to your reputation if videos were sent to the wrong people." Bob's voice continued from the speakers in the room, "But we want to ensure you that Mr. and Mrs. Henderson are not actors; nor are they in the trade; nor employees of ours. They thought that they had won an all expense paid Vegas vacation package and had no idea that they were brought here for your entertainment pleasure. Now it's time to introduce you to our special guest tonight." A door opened and my wife was led into the room by two beautiful naked women. One of the women was very shapely; the other was slim with small breasts. My wife's hands were behind her back with some kind of leather cuffs. She was blindfolded with a black cloth that was tied behind her head and there was a similar gag in her mouth. She was wearing a long black dress that plunged in front to midway between her breasts and had a slit up each side that went to her waist. As she was led in I could see under the slit that she had on black stockings held up by a garter belt, but apparently no panties. She had on black high heels. A diamond necklace was around her neck with long dangly diamond earrings, a diamond tennis bracelet on her right wrist and another on her ankle. They had done up her hair in swirls on top of her head and she looked very classy. The audience in the room applauded. I tried moving, but I couldn't. I couldn't even turn my head away. She briefly tried to pull away from the two women, but they held her firmly and walked her to the middle of the room between two poles. The TV's in both rooms switched to views from different angles of the three women. I could see that Dan was busy moving switches and one of the cameras in both rooms zoomed in on my wife's face and stayed there. Even with a blindfold and gag, her fear was obvious. A naked body builder type walked in through the same door. His cock was fully erect and stuck out from his body like telephone pole. The guy wasn't overly built, but enough to make me feel a little inadequate. I could hear female voices in the audience murmuring their approval. He walked up to my wife and released a wrist from the cuff and lifting it, attached it to a ring on the pole. He took her other wrist attached the second cuff to the other pole. Her arms were up at a two and ten o'clock position and the two woman attendants placed her hands on the poles so that she could support herself. All of the TV's in front of me switched to three different frontal views of my wife. It was as if I were sitting in the audience. Bob said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Mrs. Melody Henderson." The three naked people turned and lifted there hands to her like they were introducing a beauty contestant and the audience gave her a big round of applause. "I think that they like her," said Phillip, obviously pleased. Bob announced, "I don't want you to worry about Mr. Henderson." There TV screens switched to a camera in the room I was in and there I was sitting, with my hands cuffed behind my back, and gag in my mouth and watching the monitors in my room. "Mr. William Henderson, or Bill as he's known by his friends and coworkers, is sitting in our control room watching the entertainment as well. Everyone, say hi to Bill." "Hi Bill," said the audience. Several waived like this was just fun and games. Then the cameras cut back to the other room and Bob continued, "We want to thank you all for coming. Please relax and enjoy the show." The naked man moved up and put a hand on my wife's face, but she jerked it away. While her head was turned away from him, he ran his fingers down the side of her face and neck. He tilted his head and kissed her neck. Although she tried to shy away from him she had no significant freedom of movement. The TV's around the room as well as those in front of me split to different views as he moved behind her. He reached around and let his hands slide down the front of the dress. He caressed her breasts through the dress and I heard my wife make a muffled cry. His left hand slid down to her stomach and he pulled her against him while he kissed the back of her ear. She tried unsuccessfully to move away from his cock, which was jabbing her in the butt. His hand slowly slid down her stomach and disappeared under the slit of the dress. Again she moaned in fear through the gag. He kept his hand under the dress from several minutes while kissing different places on her neck. Her whole body shuddered. The man stepped back and moved around to her front. The audience sat transfixed. He put a hand on her jaw and kissed the side of her mouth. She tried moving her face away but he held her firmly. One of the naked women moved behind her and unzipped the back of her dress down to her bra strap. While the body builder kept his lips against her unwilling mouth, he moved his right hand inside the dress and cupped her left breast while the camera zoomed in. The naked woman unhooked the left strap on the dress and pulled that side down until we could see that his hand cupped a black pushed up demi-bra that made her breast look like it was a size larger. The bra only supported the bottom of her breast so her brown areola and nipple were clearly visible in the camera lens. His hand softly caressed her breast, teasing the nipple. A murmur of approval went through the crowd. The other woman unhooked the strap holding up the right side of the dress and the two women pulled the top of the dress down around her narrow waist to expose her nearly naked chest. The man moved his lips to her right nipple and again she whimpered. When his lips moved to the left nipple, you could see on the TV that he had excited the right one because it was now erect and was the size of a pencil eraser. The body builder alternated between her breasts for a long time, occasionally leaving a little hicky behind. I noticed a couple of the males in the audience massaging their groins. He reached around her back with both hands and unzipped the dress even further until you could see the top of the black garter belt against her white skin. Then he slowly unzipped it down even further until the crack of her pale ass was visible. He resumed kissing her breasts while rubbing his hands over her buttocks which were still covered by the slinky dress. After a couple more minutes of kissing and caressing he grasped the sides of the dress and slid it down her stocking covered legs. She wasn't wearing panties and the perfect V of her light brown pubic hair became visible with the camera providing an amazingly detailed view. We could even see the slit between her pussy lips under her soft down. "Awe look at that sweet pussy," said one of the men in the audience. A couple of people shushed him. One of the naked women alternately lifted each of my wife's feet and removed the dress from around her ankles. The body builder moved back around behind her, knelt and buried his face between her ass cheeks. He alternately kissed her cheeks or ran his tongue up and down her soft, smooth buttocks. My wife groaned and twisted her body, but could not move away. He sucked purposely to leave a large hicky on her ass cheek then he leaned back. One of the naked women knelt down at her feet and attached a belt around her ankle. The other woman supported my wife while the first one tightened the belt forcing my wife's leg toward the pole. They then repeated the process on the other leg until she was forced to stand with her legs apart. Then the women moved to the side. The man bent forward and resumed kissing her between her ass cheeks. He brought his right hand up between her legs and cupped her pubic mound. Again my wife whimpered while he ran his tongue down the crack of her ass. The cameras couldn't catch it, but apparently he was giving her a rim job because she wiggled her butt and whimpered. He moved the hand cupping her mound and slid a finger between her pussy lips. Massaging her clitoris, he continued to lick her ass for several more minutes. She shuddered and he slid a finger inside her vagina. She whimpered as he slid his finger in and out. One of the women assistants knelt in front, at her feet and removed both of my wife's high heels while the man continued finger fucking her pussy. Then he stopped and the woman, kneeling at my wife's feet leaned forward and licked her clitoris. The other woman moved up, sucked one of her nipples into her mouth as one of the TV screens zoomed in on the woman's lips encasing her nipple. Melody moaned differently; it was a sexual moan and her body twitched. The body builder's tongue went back between her ass cheeks and we heard another loud moan escape from my wife's gagged lips. I wondered if the restraints were still necessary since she was obviously on the verge of an orgasm. One of the TV screens switched views to a camera in the floor, between my wife's feet and we could see the man's tongue probing her anus while the woman's tongue worked on her clitoris. This brought a murmur of approval from the crowd. Her whole body tensed and shook while the orgasm wracked her body. Finally her head drooped and her body relaxed. The audience broke into applause. The three naked people stood up and the two women stepped back. The camera on my wife's face became the center of attention as the body builder untied and removed the gag. She breathed in a lungful of air and then she licked her lips. The man moved around in front and tilted her head up with his hand under her chin and kissed her lips. This time she didn't move her face away. Another round of applause broke out. "Alright ladies and gentlemen," said Bob, "it's time for a short break to get your drinks refilled before we continue. The big busted woman brought a glass of something over to my wife and brought it up to her mouth. Melody drank greedily and what looked like water ran down her chin to her chest. The three attendants were joined by two girls and a black man, all sans clothes. They refilled drinks and let the audience touch them. The body builder's cock was still amazingly erect and several of the women smiled up at him and stroked it appreciatingly. Melody couldn't see any of this and just stood there with her legs spread, waiting for what was next. Several of the men and a couple of the women walked around and ogled her body, but no one touched her. The room lights flickered like it was time for the next act and the audience silently moved to their seats. The three newcomers left the room. Exclusive Club Ch. 02 Author's note: If you haven't read chapter 1, I recommend that you do so before continuing. Otherwise here's a brief synopsis. In chapter 1 of Exclusive Club, a couple in their late twenties believes that they've won an all-expense paid vacation at an exclusive casino in Las Vegas. Now they learn that they've been "chosen" and the wife is now the entertainment before an audience of elegantly dressed men and women. We find her standing nearly nude, tied, arms and legs spread between two poles. ********************************* The room lights flickered like it was time for the next act and the audience silently moved to their seats. The three newcomers left the room. The body builder moved back in front of my wife and tilted his head and kissed her. She didn't protest or join his kiss. His hands grasped her buttocks and he pulled her against his erection. He moved his head to the side and flicked his tongue against her ear lobe and then gently tugged on it with his teeth. He stuck his tongue in her ear; an action that normally turned her on and I wasn't surprised to see her shudder very briefly. The small breasted woman moved up behind my wife. In the woman's hand was a string of beads; each about the size of a large marble. Since the body builder held my wife's ass cheeks apart we were able to watch as the woman began shoving them one at a time up my wife's rectum. Melody groaned and twitched as the body builder kissed the underside of her neck. The camera in the floor showed bead after bead disappear until all that showed was a string with a ring attached dangling from her tight little asshole. One of his hands moved from her ass cheeks, down her side and over to her groin. From the camera in the floor, we saw him slide two fingers into her vagina while he kissed her on the mouth. His lips moved to her neck and she tilted her head back while he finger fucked her. Somewhere there was a microphone in the room that amplified the wet sounds her pussy made as his fingers slid in and out. My wife moaned when he leaned down and sucked on a nipple; all the while moving his fingers in and out of her wet pussy. He kept moving his lips to new locations and when he was back at her neck she tilted her head back. After about ten minutes of this, her body language indicated that she was nearing another orgasm. The man kept his two fingers moving in and out of her pussy while he continued sucking on her neck, chest and nipples. The woman behind her pulled on the string in her ass, but not hard enough for them to pop out; just hard enough so we could see it start to emerge and then the woman let the tension go letting the bead slide back in. Melody groaned a loud, "OHHHH!" and a tremor passed through her body. This orgasm didn't last as long as the first, but when she was done the man stood and kissed her on the lips and surprisingly she parted her lips and returned it. The audience applauded enthusiastically. The two naked women moved over to the poles and released a lock and slid her hands down the pole about waist high. They engaged the locks again and moved around behind her and gently, but firmly forced her to squat down in front of the body builder. She couldn't see it, but his erect cock was inches from her face. How he kept an erection so long I had no idea. At least an hour had past since she'd first walked through the door. He leaned over and said something in her ear. When she shook her head negatively, he closed her nostrils with his fingers until she had to open her mouth to breath. He stood up and pressed his cock into her mouth, letting go of her nostrils. For several moments, nothing happened except one of the cameras in the room zoomed in on her face and the bulge his cock made in her cheek. The large breasted woman stepped up and leaned over and said loud enough for us to hear, "Suck it honey!" Melody ignored her until the woman reached over and pinched her nose shut again. Melody had no choice but to open wide to suck in a breath around the cock in her mouth. The man let her get a good breath in before he moved his hips forward, sliding his cock down her throat. The man put his hands behind his back so that the various cameras could get a clear, close-up view of his big pole sliding in between her lips while he moved his hips forward and back. The assistant moved back now that Melody was letting cooperating. They kept this up for about ten minutes and I wondered if he planned on cumming in her mouth, but then he stepped back and pulled his cock out. The two women stepped forward and again slid the handcuffs up the pole and helped her stand. She was now in the original standing position with the bead string still hanging from her ass. The crowd applauded loudly in appreciation. The man moved forward and kissed her on the lips, but she was again back to not cooperating. His erection was pressed up against her flat tummy and her breasts were squished against his chest as he continued the one sided kiss. The small chested attendant knelt down behind my wife and we saw her turn on a penis shaped vibrator before she pressed it against Melody's clitoris. The man stuck his tongue out and ran it down her neck. Then he sucked her neck and she shuddered. I always get the same reaction when I kiss her neck. She and I both loved it when I did it to her. His lips left her neck leaving the biggest hicky yet and he again moved to her nipples. I was positive that Melody was trying her best to resist their efforts to get her sexually aroused again, but I was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to help herself. I saw her body start to quiver and I realized that my fears were well founded. Her reaction seemed to satisfy the woman kneeling at her feet because she turned off the vibrator and moved back. The body builder moved around behind her and kissed her neck, right behind her ear. He licked her ear and then again attacked her neck with his lips. His hands were constantly moving over various parts of her body. He knelt down and sucked on her right butt cheek. When he moved back in front of her, one of the cameras zoomed in to show the audience the hicky he'd left. He kissed her on the lips and again melded his body to hers. Bending his legs slightly he moved his hips so that the head of his cock was pressing against the lips to her vulva. While still kissing her, he reached down with his left hand and spread her pussy lips apart and gently pressed his cock head against the opening to her vagina. Half the monitors switched to a view of their faces where her lips were parted, meeting his. It seemed that she was ready to have him inside of her. Then all the TV's switched to the camera underneath the two and we could see him flex his butt and push his cock head into her pussy. Not much, just enough for him to be inside of her. The TV's jumped back to their faces and we could see my wife's tongue meeting his. She tilted her head back and, even though blindfolded, we could see the lust on her lips. He moved his lips back to her neck and all of the TV's switched to the lower camera in time to see him slowly raise his hips. He kept kissing her neck and time slowed down as what seemed like a fraction of an inch at a time, his cock slid in until it was buried three quarters of the way. Then half the TV's switched back to her face as she tilted her head to the side and pursed her lips. She groaned and wet her lips with her tongue. The audience erupted with applause. My eyes went back to the lower view to watch as his cock sliding into her until it was deep inside. He stayed buried inside of her while he reached up and removed the blindfold. Melody's eyes were closed. She opened them, blinking against the light. He reached up and entwined his fingers in her hair so that he could pull her head down to kiss her on the lips. This time there was no hesitation on her part, her mouth opened and her lips drank from his as if he were a spring in the desert. Very slowly he began sliding in and out so that the audience could see her pussy lips bulging each time he went in and then closing around his rod, showing their reluctance in letting go as he withdrew until just the tip of the head was inside. The audience stood and gave them a standing ovation. It was the most erotic thing I've seen in my entire life, despite it being my wife with another man. Bob's whispered into the speakers, "Terrence hasn't had sex of any kind for seven days. Seven days of abstinence has been very HARD on him as you've all witnessed tonight." This brought laughter from several in the audience. Bob continued, "He's been saving everything for Mrs. Henderson and fortunately we know from her medical records that she is on the pill." Loud laughter erupted. For ten minutes, Terrence the body builder, continued to slowly fuck Melody and it was clearly driving her crazy. We heard him murmur, "Hold it back my sweet. It's not time yet." "Oh god," she moaned. "Soon, soon," he crooned. "Just a little longer," he urged. After five more minutes she began pleading, "Please, please..." He picked up his pace. "OH GOD!" she exclaimed. "OH GOD, OHHHHHH!" Most of the cameras were now showing the view from below. I could see that his cock was glistening from her vaginal juices each time it emerged. The sounds from her wet pussy slurping were suddenly amplified through the speakers. I glanced at the TV showing her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was panting. I could see the effect of each thrust on her face. As if this were a cue, the small breasted woman moved up behind Melody and began to slowly pull the beads out of her ass. As each one emerged it brought a whimper from her. Then Terrence groaned loudly and thrust upward, lifting her onto her stocking covered toes. Melody shrieked. Whatever phenomenal control he possessed he let go and began grunting. He thrust his hips up repeatedly, but stayed buried deep inside while pumping her full of his pent up seed. Their orgasms seemed to go on forever to almost continuous applause from the audience that drowned out whatever escaped from my wife and Terrence's lips. "Hear, hear," shouted several of the men. Women were fanning their faces, wondering what it would be like to have Terrence's big cock exploding inside of them. Finally, Terrence stopped moving and wrapped his arms around her back, caressing her as he kissed her exhausted mouth while keeping his cock deep inside. He wasn't even breathing heavily. He brought his hands down and held her waist, pulling back his hips and we watched as his cock slowly pulled out of her pussy. When his cock head emerged cum quickly followed. He stepped back and the camera stayed on her pussy as his sperm oozed out. Then everyone in the audience stood and applauded. "Encore, encore," was chanted with smiles of approval all around. I looked at the one TV screen still on my wife's face. A sheen of perspiration covered her skin and she looked like a rag doll. Fortunately Terrence moved up to support her or I'm sure she would have collapsed against her restraints. The noise died down somewhat and Melody said something to Terrence. "What? I can't hear you, it's too noisy." Abruptly the noise level died and we all heard my wife say, "I said, please don't tell my husband." Exclusive Club Ch. 03 This is a sequel to Exclusive Club Chapters 1 (Click here) and Chapter 2. To understand the full story I suggest that you read those two chapters first. This story begins after Mr. and Mrs. Williams were lured to Las Vegas on a phony vacation contest. Melody has been the entertainment for an exclusive sex club for good part of the evening while Bill is being held captive in an electronic control room where he's been forced to watch his wife being ravished by a muscular young stud. ************************************ I looked at the one TV screen still on my wife's face. A sheen of perspiration covered her skin and she looked like a rag doll. Fortunately Terrence continued to support Melody or I'm sure she would have collapsed against her restraints. While he held her one of the women came up, placed the blindfold over her eyes and tied it behind her head. A voice that sounded like the body builder came softly through the speakers. "Melody are you doing okay?" "You're joking right?" she answered weakly. "Would you like a drink of water?" he asked soothingly. "Yes please." One of the attendants handed him a glass and he held it to my wife's lips. "Here take this too." He held up a small yellow capsule to her lips. "What is it?" she asked. "It's just something to give you more strength and it will make you feel better." He slid it between her lips and then gave her another drink of water. "There you will feel better in no time. "Okay folks, it's time for another intermission," announced Bob through the speakers. Announcing another intermission meant that they weren't done. I felt so helpless. How was she going to handle this? When they let us go do I let her know that I'd been watching the entire performance or do I pretend to be ignorant of what she's gone through? Phillip interrupted my thoughts. "Mr. Henderson it's time you to go and join your wife." Hearing this I let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps the show was over and they would let us go. Then he continued, "You're going to be part of the show and I want you to cooperate with everything that is asked of you. If you don't cooperate, we will put a video on the internet and at the same time we will mail out copies to several people in your home town." He paused to let that sink in. "If you are you willing to cooperate, blink twice." It only took me a second to decide and blink twice. "Good," he said. "First I'm going to give you a shot to counteract the muscle relaxant; then another to increase your libido and make sure that you have a good time." He walked over to a table and picked up two small syringes. The door opened and one of the young women who had served drinks at the break walked in. She was a beautiful Eurasian with small breasts and dark areola surrounding her nipples. She moved in front of me and I saw that her pussy was clean shaven. She began unbuttoning my shirt without saying a word. When she finished unbuttoning my shirt, she unhooked my belt and pants before pulling the zipper down. Then she knelt at my feet and took off my shoes and socks. Phillip, syringe in hand pulled my shirt down and inject something into the muscle of my arm. Switching syringes, he injected the second needle. "This one's sort of like a happy Viagra," he added. After he'd taken the syringes back to the table he released the handcuffs. I still couldn't move, but I already felt slightly euphoric. They both helped pull off my shirt, pants and underwear. Phillip walked back to the table and returned with leather wrist straps just like Melody had around her wrists and ankles. I felt him placing them on my wrists and linking them together. I was now sitting there naked with my arms manacled behind me. The young woman stood looking at me dispassionately. It started to feel like I could move my arms and I flexed my shoulders. After a moment I was able to move my arms slightly. "Now I'm going to put a gag on you, but if we should take it off I don't want you talking to anyone without permission. Not your wife, not anyone. If you disobey, we will release a video of the performance. Do you understand?" I tried talking and my "Yes" came out clearly. He put a big gag in my mouth and tied it behind my neck. Then the young woman knelt at my feet and took my limp penis into her mouth and I immediately felt a stirring in my groin. In no time I was fully erect, all six plus inches. Soon I was able to walk and they both supported me as we went through a couple of doors before stopping outside the room where I assume they were holding my wife. My cock was so hard that it was almost painful and I was embarrassed that Phillip could see me this way. Then he put a blindfold over my eyes before they opened the door. Bob announced, "And now we'd like to introduce you to Mr. William Henderson, or Bill as he's known by his friends and coworkers." The audience applauded like I was some sort of celebrity and I could tell that I was now in the main room. However, after the applause died down I was pretty sure I heard some laughter too and I briefly hoped that it wasn't the comparatively small size of my erection that was the cause. My two escorts moved me until my back was against the wall and after unhooking the restraints; they lifted my arms over my head and attached my wrist to some rings in the wall. I sensed that people were all around me, not back in their seats and then I felt someone grab my cock and I recoiled a little. I smelled a heavy perfume nearby and heard a woman's voice say, "There, there sweetie, you've got nothing to be ashamed of. I wish my husband could get this hard." And then she squeezed my cock and laughed as she walked away. As people moved about I had my erection casually stroked several time. I heard a female voice say, "He's not bad." Then a male voice said, "Only about average I'd say." I hoped that it was the woman stroking my erection and not the man. "Your wife is very pretty," said the woman. "I'm sure that my husband is just being jealous. After all, you get to stick your average dick into her every night." She was still playfully stroking my cock as they stood in front of me, sizing me up, so to speak. "He's hoping to win the auction," she added. "Auction? What auction?" I mumbled into my gag. I couldn't see anything with the blindfold on, but I thought that I could hear my wife sobbing. I hoped that the men weren't touching her as well. "Honey, if you don't stop he's going to cum in your hand," said the husband. "Oooh, wouldn't that be a waste," she snickered. "Do you think that I should stop Bill?" she teased. She took her hand away and I felt like groaning in frustration. I didn't want her to stop. My cock was throbbing it was so engorged. It must have been that shot Phillip gave me. "Come on dear," said the husband. "I want to get a closer look at his wife." "Ohhh Mel!" I groaned into my gag. "What auction?" I asked to no one. "Well Betty, what do you think?" I heard a different female voice ask. I felt a feminine touch on my chest and then a fingernail ran down to my groin. She squeezed my balls a little too hard and I moved my hips away. "Oh sorry," she said, squeezing again. "He has a nice ass," her friend, Betty, said. A different hand squeezed an ass cheek, her fingernails digging in painfully. "How does this feel?" asked the first as she ran her fingernails up the length of my rod. I groaned involuntarily. "I think that he likes it," said Betty. "I'd rather have Terrence's big cock in me." "Well there's always the auction," said Betty. "Okay ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the last act. Please return to your seats," announced Bob from the control room. The next voice I heard was Terrence. "Now I know that you heard that your husband is here and I'm sorry. I'm going to take the blindfold off of you again." Again there was another pause while I assumed that he was removing her blindfold. "If you look over to your right you can see that he was watching the entire performance before we brought him into the room." I, of course, couldn't see what was going on, but I assume that she turned and looked at me. He continued, "As you can see he found your performance to be very, umm, uplifting." We heard her sob. "There, there, don't cry Melody," he continued. "Every husband fantasizes about watching his wife with another man. Your husband's fantasy just came true, that's all." "Melody, it's not true," I said unintelligibly into the gag in my mouth. "I'm sure that he's feeling very embarrassed right now," continued Terrence, "but I'm sure that he will beg for your forgiveness and make it up to you." There was silence for a moment and I felt someone nearby. Then Terrence whispered into my ear. "Remember Mr. Williams what will happen if you don't cooperate completely. Nod if you understand." What choice did I have? I nodded. "When I take the gag out of your mouth I don't want you to say anything unless I tell you to. Do you understand?" Again I nodded. I felt my wrists being unhooked from the wall; then the restraints were reattached in front of me. He took off the blindfold and I blinked against the harsh lights. When my eyes adjusted I saw my wife standing a few feet away. Her gag was back in place and she was wearing only a garter belt and black stockings, her arms and legs spread out, her wrists and ankles tied to poles. It was exactly the same as I'd been watching from the other room, but standing so close I felt a flood of desire. The pose accentuated the soft curves of her hourglass figure and her pert breasts looked proudly defiant. My mind flashed back to one time she'd let me tie her to the bed wearing a surprisingly similar outfit. I had made her suck me until I got hard; warning her that if she bit me she would be sorry. Then I fucked her in the missionary while she pretended to struggle beneath me. I'd untied her long enough to flip her over so I could screw her from behind while she begged me to stop. I had treated her like my captive for a couple of hours until she got tired of the game. Now, she looked so vulnerable and yet so available I wanted to hold her and protect her while I slipped my hard pole inside her body. Still gagged, Terrence took my arm and directed me a few steps until I was standing face to face with my wife. I looked into her eyes, pleading with my eyes that everything was okay between us. I couldn't read what she was thinking and I looked down, feeling ashamed. Terrence still held my wrist and he lifted my hand up and placed in on my wife's right breast. It was soft and warm and I felt her nipple harden under my palm. I looked back up at her face and she looked down at my erection, and then turned her head away. She seemed to know that I would gladly fuck her right then, in front of all of these strangers. Terrence again spoke, this time audible through the speakers. "Mrs. Williams, Melody, I know that your husband is standing in front of you with the biggest erection he's ever had, but I you can't blame him for getting excited while watching us making love. I doubt that there's a man here in the audience who doesn't have an erection right now." "You should see the tent in my husband's pants honey," came a female voice from the audience. That brought a gale of laughter from the crowd. Again she looked down at my hard member sticking straight out from my groin and I could see the hurt in her eyes as tears cascaded down her cheeks. She thought that I had enjoyed watching him fuck her. "Sweet Melody I can tell you're still upset," Terrence said lovingly to my wife while gently wiping away a tear on her cheek. "Bill I want you to get down on your knees and beg your wife's forgiveness." He took my arm and pulled down until I got down on my knees. I looked up and she refused to look at me. Saddened that I couldn't tell her the truth, I looked down at the floor between her feet and saw a puddle of cum that had dripped from her pussy. Terrence leaned over and whispered into my ear. "I'm going to take the gag off and I want to you tell your wife you're sorry; nothing else, just that you're sorry. I nodded and he removed the gag. "I'm sorry Mel." My voice echoed through the loudspeakers, but she still refused to look at me. Terrence, still bent over, whispered, but still heard through the speakers, "Maybe if you kiss her foot she'll forgive you?" I looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm serious," he whispered. "Kiss her foot." I didn't understand why he wanted me to kiss her foot. I knew that she wouldn't see that as an act of contrition because she knew that I got turned on by kissing her stocking clad feet. But I put my hands on the floor and bend over and kissed her foot. The stockings felt soft against my lips and I wished that she and I were alone because I wanted to run my tongue up her leg and bury it between her pussy lips. Unsure what I was supposed to do next I lifted my head, but Terrence put his hand on the back of my head and pushed it back down. I bent back over and looked again at her feet. Her toenails were painted red with colored flowers on them and they looked so damn sexy under the black stockings that I kissed her foot again. The audience seemed to appreciate my act of contrition and I heard a scattering of applause. Melody was apparently unmoved because Terrence told me to sit up. I did and looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed and her bottom lip was quivering as tears streamed down from her eyes. "There, there darlin; don't cry," he said. His voice was soft and loving through the speakers. Your husband loves you and so do I." He put his hand on each side of her head and kissed the side of her mouth. "In fact all of these people love you. You're a star." Then he kissed her lips and I could see her lips opening to meet his. The kiss lasted a long, long time. Finally he broke it off and I saw that she was still crying. He leaned over and whispered into my ear, this time just for me, "Maybe if you licked her pussy." My face was level with her golden triangle and I thought about my earlier desire to do just that. But when I saw little beads of his cum in her hair I hesitated and when his voice crooned over the speakers I looked up at them. He stood back up and touched her lips with his finger tips. "You have beautiful lips. Has anyone ever told you that?" "No," she whispered. He gently kissed her again and while he did, he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed my face into her damp pubic hair. The pungent smell from their prior sex filled my nostrils as he ground my face into her wet pussy. My wife tried to shift her hips away, but Terrence kept my face pressed into her groin. Resigned to my role I slid my tongue between her labia and licked. She choked back a sob and Terrence let me pull my wet face back and look up. He softly touched her cheek. "There there," he said and then he kissed her tears away. His hand was still on the back of my head. He turned my face back down and pushed it back into her triangle. I started licking again while he kissed her tenderly and murmured sweet things that were audible through the speakers so the audience could hear. "Just relax my darling, just relax. There, that's better; don't cry." He sounded so caring and sweet. I felt her press her hips forward as she responded to my tongue. I stopped licking to take a breath. I looked up and saw that they were kissing again, but I turned my head a little and saw his soft cock only inches from my face. Even flaccid it was almost as big as my already hard member. He began to rub her breasts with his right palm while they kissed and his left pushed my head back between her legs. Now as I licked her clitoris I could tell that she was responding by the way her hips flexed forward each time the flat of my tongue teased her knob. I kept licking and occasionally sucked her knob between my lips. I could feel her vagina getting wetter and heard moans from her lips. Each time I stopped for a breath and looked, they were kissing and he had a breast cupped in each palm. I went back to my task and soon felt Melody nearing an orgasm. She was moaning softly and I look up one more time and took a deep breath. Her head was turned to the side and Terrence was now alternating between kissing her neck and her breasts. I moved my wet face back. Her bush was sopping wet against my nose and I reveled in the feeling of her pubic hair against my skin. She pressed her hips forward and experience told me it was time so I sucked her clitoris between my lips. Melody let out a yelp and then her whole body convulsed as an orgasm wracked through her. I pressed my tongue against the swollen knob until the last wave coursed through her body. When I felt her relax I pulled my face back and looked up. The applause from the audience barely registered in my mind; I was too satisfied with myself to pay them any mind. Melody had her eyes closed and she was breathing heavily. I glanced over at Terrence's member, just inches from my face, and saw that he was again fully erect. Then we heard him say to her, "I love you Melody. "I want to make love to you again." Her response was muffled because his lips were covering hers. Then we heard him ask, "Are you ready for me?" and she nodded meekly. Suddenly I blurted out, "No, no! It's my turn. But to my surprise I was grabbed from behind and lifted up and pulled back. I turned and saw it was Phillip. He pulled me back to the wall and attached my arms back above my head. "No, no, it's not fair," I pleaded with him. "Shh, shh," Phillip said as he put the gag back in my mouth. I was so horny that I couldn't stand it. It was my turn to take my wife. It wasn't fair. I looked back at her just as Terrence bent his knees. I looked at the audience and saw them all staring at the TV monitors that showed a close-up of his cock sliding back into my wife's hot, wet pussy. "OH GOD YES!" she groaned as it disappeared inside of her.