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Bound and plugged.. A man with the physique of an MMA fighter came to your screen door, and as soon as you opened it, he invited himself in, asking where your wife Maggie was. You tried to take hold of the situation, doing what any (real) man would do if another man came into your house, uninvited, barking questions that had no business being asked.“Okay, I see how it’s gonna be.” He said. “I figured as much. Look, we can either do this the easy way, or the hard way. Take your pick.”
This guy obviously meant business, and your wife wasn’t anywhere to be found, in fact, she was still at work. You mustered the strength to speak: “She’s not here, and what do you want anyways?”
He was smiling, arms crossed, and said “Well, where do I start.. I’ve been fucking her for weeks now.. surely you’ve either noticed her loose pussy, or possibly the fact that she no longer strives for your attention. Today, I’m going to fuck her in your bed, and you’re going to be on that bed. She suspects you may just enjoy it. One look at you, and I know you’re going to like it. I know your type. More of a wife than you are a husband, aren’t you?”Enraged, feeling what little bit of testosterone you have bubble to the surface, you pulled out your cellphone and said you were going to call the cops. No sooner than you pulled the cellphone out, did he smack it out of your hands, and take you by your wrists, saying “alright, little bitch, have it your way”, and started to forcefully walk you upstairs to you and your wife’s room. “Now, lets see… which dresser is hers? Likely the one with the perfumes and jewelery on top, but then again, that could be yours… couldn’t it..” You tried breaking free from his vice-grip, only to be slapped on the face, bringing not only a red hand-shaped welt, but also tears streaming from your eyes. In a blur, you heard the sound of tape being pulled from the roll. He pulled it across your mouth and whispered in your ear: “trust me, you’re going to appreciate this part.. so long as you don’t want your neighbors to hear you getting fucked like a little slut. But first things first, let’s get you dressed the part.. what do you say?”Holding you in one arm, bent over and at his side, he rummaged through your wife’s drawers, until he pulled out a pair of her high socks and a pair of her panties. “Put these on. Now”, he said, as he dropped them on the floor. You were afraid to even look back at him, and instantly picked them up off the floor. Only when you had them in your hands did you hesitate. He smacked one of his against the other, making you jump, and instantly step into the socks. “That a girl.. you’re looking better already. Now, the panties.”He started laughing as you pulled the panties up, and no sooner than you had them on did he bend you over and roughly grab your sides, pushing his crotch against your ass. Something was changing in you. You realized that as long as you were doing what he wanted, then you wouldn’t get hurt, and somehow this made you feel as if he were somehow protecting you. You felt small in his hands. You totally forgot about your wife. You weren’t protesting to his man-handling of your body. “Giving in already, are we? Maybe you like this… which would make sense, considering how little you try and get into your wife’s panties, according to her.. well, let’s just see what you think about it all when I’m fucking that pussy of yours - after I fuck your wife’s, that is. I wonder if it’s a virgin even? Your wife definitely has her doubts.”“Believe it or not, I’m not such a bad guy, either. I don’t want to embarrass you too much, however, so let’s you and I try something before she gets home. What do you say.. let’s work one of her glass buttplugs here into your pussy so that way when I go to dump my load into you, you are prepared, and don’t whine like the little bitch that we both know you are. Besides, I want a fuckable pussy when it comes time.”He stopped thrusting against you, and you had actually thrust back one last time, not realizing that he had suddenly stopped. “Mhmmm”, he said.”Enjoying yourself already, I see..”. “Now get up on that bed, on the side you sleep on, on your hands and knees, and pull down those panties for me. Here, lube yourself up, too. Trust me, the more the better.” 
With trembling hands and a pounding heart, you reached back and started to lube yourself up, feeling it drip down onto your small balls, cooling them, and in so doing, making them tighten up into your body. “Hardly a man at all, I’d say.” Then you felt the cold glass against your tight pussy.. “Either you put it in, gently, or I do it however I see fit… you decide, but make it quick.” You reached back and felt his strong, rough hands pass the buttplug off to you. You let your chest drop into the bed and arched your butt up in the air, allowing for better access.
The first two inches went in without much resistance, but then the balls started. You tried readjusting a couple of times.. “Either you or me”.. and with that you forced the first ball inside, closing your eyes and moaning as your pussy spasmed, clenching tight around the buttplug. “That a girl”, he said with a snicker. “Keep going… you’re looking good.” You pressed the second, wider ball against your tight pussy, and he took you by your sides and started to pull you back on it.
Suddenly your body took it in, and your lost your breath, feeling a clenching in your chest this time. You started to see stars and thought you were going to pass out. Right then, he took to spanking your behind, making you clench tighter each time.“That’s right, she’s gonna be so happy when she sees you like this. She didn’t think it possible, but we made a special sort of bet - If I get you.. exactly as you are now.. then you will forever remain the cuck, and will only service her and I in whatever way we see fit. If you want to stay in the relationship, then you’re just gonna have to accept your fate. She was scared to break this news to you, so I told her not to worry, that I’ve dealt with your type before, and sure enough, you’re just the type I thought you were. You like being forced into these types of situations. You’re secretly a sissy for cock. You’ve always wanted to relinquish power. You feel you were born in the wrong body, etc etc…” You tried you protest, even though he was entirely accurate, but only managed to produce muffled moans. “Shh, shh, little darling girl, it’s all going to be okay… just you wait and see.”It was true. All of it. All your life, you had been denying these feelings. Now it was all coming crashing down. You had drawn this all to yourself. Fate had bigger plans for you all along. You started to silently sob, while tears fell off your cheeks and eyelashes, onto the white sheets below you. How many times had she cried in the bed, you thought to yourself, because I never treated her like she always desired. ‘I deserve this, and so does she’ you heard the words aloud in your mind. More tears cascaded onto the sheets, as you were interrupted by his voice, unaware of your thought process, or of your tears. “Now, lets bind those hands and feet… we won’t want any resistance later, now will we?” You were lost in a haze of his words. “Now will we?” You let out a muffled ‘no’, but he teased you, saying “I can’t hear you.. you’re going to have to arch your back, popping that ass up and down in the air for a yes, or wag it back and forth for a no… so what’s it going to be, hmm?” You motioned for ‘yes’, arching your back up and down, feeling the buttplug pressing against your prostate, and feeling your up-to-this-point-and-even-before-this-point useless cock coming to life, and getting caught in your wife’s panties, pressing harder into them as it struggled to get free.
“Now, at last, I think it’s time I call your wife and have her come home from work.. yeah, I knew she was there all along, and as you have surely figured out, she knows I’m here, right now, doing what she didn’t think I would do. Won’t she be surprised when she comes home!”Your heart sunk, but something else inside of you was growing and couldn’t be stopped. You felt free…
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malleable1234:

Bound and plugged..

A man with the physique of an MMA fighter came to your screen door, and as soon as you opened it, he invited himself in, asking where your wife Maggie was. You tried to take hold of the situation, doing what any (real) man would do if another man came into your house, uninvited, barking questions that had no business being asked.

“Okay, I see how it’s gonna be.” He said. “I figured as much. Look, we can either do this the easy way, or the hard way. Take your pick.”

This guy obviously meant business, and your wife wasn’t anywhere to be found, in fact, she was still at work. You mustered the strength to speak: “She’s not here, and what do you want anyways?”

He was smiling, arms crossed, and said “Well, where do I start.. I’ve been fucking her for weeks now.. surely you’ve either noticed her loose pussy, or possibly the fact that she no longer strives for your attention. Today, I’m going to fuck her in your bed, and you’re going to be on that bed. She suspects you may just enjoy it. One look at you, and I know you’re going to like it. I know your type. More of a wife than you are a husband, aren’t you?”

Enraged, feeling what little bit of testosterone you have bubble to the surface, you pulled out your cellphone and said you were going to call the cops. No sooner than you pulled the cellphone out, did he smack it out of your hands, and take you by your wrists, saying “alright, little bitch, have it your way”, and started to forcefully walk you upstairs to you and your wife’s room.

“Now, lets see… which dresser is hers? Likely the one with the perfumes and jewelery on top, but then again, that could be yours… couldn’t it..” You tried breaking free from his vice-grip, only to be slapped on the face, bringing not only a red hand-shaped welt, but also tears streaming from your eyes.

In a blur, you heard the sound of tape being pulled from the roll. He pulled it across your mouth and whispered in your ear: “trust me, you’re going to appreciate this part.. so long as you don’t want your neighbors to hear you getting fucked like a little slut. But first things first, let’s get you dressed the part.. what do you say?”

Holding you in one arm, bent over and at his side, he rummaged through your wife’s drawers, until he pulled out a pair of her high socks and a pair of her panties.

“Put these on. Now”, he said, as he dropped them on the floor. You were afraid to even look back at him, and instantly picked them up off the floor. Only when you had them in your hands did you hesitate. He smacked one of his against the other, making you jump, and instantly step into the socks. “That a girl.. you’re looking better already. Now, the panties.”

He started laughing as you pulled the panties up, and no sooner than you had them on did he bend you over and roughly grab your sides, pushing his crotch against your ass. Something was changing in you. You realized that as long as you were doing what he wanted, then you wouldn’t get hurt, and somehow this made you feel as if he were somehow protecting you. You felt small in his hands. You totally forgot about your wife. You weren’t protesting to his man-handling of your body. “Giving in already, are we? Maybe you like this… which would make sense, considering how little you try and get into your wife’s panties, according to her.. well, let’s just see what you think about it all when I’m fucking that pussy of yours - after I fuck your wife’s, that is. I wonder if it’s a virgin even? Your wife definitely has her doubts.”

“Believe it or not, I’m not such a bad guy, either. I don’t want to embarrass you too much, however, so let’s you and I try something before she gets home. What do you say.. let’s work one of her glass buttplugs here into your pussy so that way when I go to dump my load into you, you are prepared, and don’t whine like the little bitch that we both know you are. Besides, I want a fuckable pussy when it comes time.

He stopped thrusting against you, and you had actually thrust back one last time, not realizing that he had suddenly stopped. “Mhmmm”, he said.”Enjoying yourself already, I see..”. “Now get up on that bed, on the side you sleep on, on your hands and knees, and pull down those panties for me. Here, lube yourself up, too. Trust me, the more the better.”

With trembling hands and a pounding heart, you reached back and started to lube yourself up, feeling it drip down onto your small balls, cooling them, and in so doing, making them tighten up into your body. “Hardly a man at all, I’d say.” Then you felt the cold glass against your tight pussy.. “Either you put it in, gently, or I do it however I see fit… you decide, but make it quick.” You reached back and felt his strong, rough hands pass the buttplug off to you. You let your chest drop into the bed and arched your butt up in the air, allowing for better access.

The first two inches went in without much resistance, but then the balls started. You tried readjusting a couple of times.. “Either you or me”.. and with that you forced the first ball inside, closing your eyes and moaning as your pussy spasmed, clenching tight around the buttplug. “That a girl”, he said with a snicker. “Keep going… you’re looking good.” You pressed the second, wider ball against your tight pussy, and he took you by your sides and started to pull you back on it.

Suddenly your body took it in, and your lost your breath, feeling a clenching in your chest this time. You started to see stars and thought you were going to pass out. Right then, he took to spanking your behind, making you clench tighter each time.

“That’s right, she’s gonna be so happy when she sees you like this. She didn’t think it possible, but we made a special sort of bet - If I get you.. exactly as you are now.. then you will forever remain the cuck, and will only service her and I in whatever way we see fit. If you want to stay in the relationship, then you’re just gonna have to accept your fate. She was scared to break this news to you, so I told her not to worry, that I’ve dealt with your type before, and sure enough, you’re just the type I thought you were. You like being forced into these types of situations. You’re secretly a sissy for cock. You’ve always wanted to relinquish power. You feel you were born in the wrong body, etc etc…” You tried you protest, even though he was entirely accurate, but only managed to produce muffled moans. “Shh, shh, little darling girl, it’s all going to be okay… just you wait and see.”

It was true. All of it. All your life, you had been denying these feelings. Now it was all coming crashing down. You had drawn this all to yourself. Fate had bigger plans for you all along. You started to silently sob, while tears fell off your cheeks and eyelashes, onto the white sheets below you. How many times had she cried in the bed, you thought to yourself, because I never treated her like she always desired. ‘I deserve this, and so does she’ you heard the words aloud in your mind. More tears cascaded onto the sheets, as you were interrupted by his voice, unaware of your thought process, or of your tears.

“Now, lets bind those hands and feet… we won’t want any resistance later, now will we?” You were lost in a haze of his words. “Now will we?” You let out a muffled ‘no’, but he teased you, saying “I can’t hear you.. you’re going to have to arch your back, popping that ass up and down in the air for a yes, or wag it back and forth for a no… so what’s it going to be, hmm?”

You motioned for ‘yes’, arching your back up and down, feeling the buttplug pressing against your prostate, and feeling your up-to-this-point-and-even-before-this-point useless cock coming to life, and getting caught in your wife’s panties, pressing harder into them as it struggled to get free.

“Now, at last, I think it’s time I call your wife and have her come home from work.. yeah, I knew she was there all along, and as you have surely figured out, she knows I’m here, right now, doing what she didn’t think I would do. Won’t she be surprised when she comes home!”

Your heart sunk, but something else inside of you was growing and couldn’t be stopped. You felt free…

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