My Valery and the Boss

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Derek had worked for me for three months. He was what I consider an ideal employee. That is, he was a grade A kiss ass. There were twelve junior execs in the Bradshaw head office and I liked them all to quake when I walked passed their cubicle. I enjoy being arbitrary and tyrannical in my treatment of them. I love to see them scurry and dive for cover as I thunder through the hallways. I have always relished the idea of dominating others even bullying them; and Derek was a wonderful target. He would gladly perform any menial task from fetching coffee to straightening a mess of papers on my desk. He trembled and quaked when I bellowed and his mood depended completely on my whimsy. I swear that he would lick the soles of my brogues if I requested it. It lightened my day to watch him cower and bow and “yessir” me. Primarily, I used him as a relief from the stress of the day. That was until we had our annual staff picnic in the middle of July. We gathered at Sutton Lake for games and a barbeque. As usual, I was strutting about and intimidating the employees and their families.

I strolled over to a surprisingly busy picnic table. A cluster of men were huddled about like an football team and coming from the middle of them was a suggestive female giggle. I pushed my way into the crowd and they parted immediately. “Hello, Mr. Bradshaw… Are you having a good time sir?… Do you need anything?” I heard the obsequeous tones but I was distracted by the sight of a ravishing brunette, batting her green eyes at the hoard of men. They had gathered about her and she was holding court. In her halter top and shorts she was a delectable dish whose hands flitted and flirted as she laughed. Erect nipples pressed against the flimsy top and her tight shorts revealed promising curves and crevices. She was a wet dream personified.

She reached out and took my hand in both of hers. “Mr. Bradshaw. I have heard so, so much about you.” Her thumbs rubbed up and down the back of my hand as she spoke. She was an accomplished and unabashed flirt. I loved it. “ I was so looking forward to meeting you. Join us wont you. I made far far too much food.” As she spoke the crowd thinned out. Although they longed to ogle her luscious body, they were even more afraid of spending time with me. “Do, do join us, Derek has told me so much about you.” I was shocked that this vision was Derek’s wife.

I looked to her left and there stood Derek Toner, looking as sheepish as ever. “Get us both a drink Derek. Mr. Bradshw is eating with us.” She commanded Derek and signaled him to hurry with a backhanded wave. “I’ve been dying to meet you.” She pulled me down and onto the bench seat beside her. Her hands rode up my arm and she squeezed my upper arm. “ I love a nice strong man,” she cooed.

“Derek. Hurry up with those drinks.” I called out and winked at her.

“Yes sir, I’m just rummaging for ice cubes. Valery are the ice cubes in this cooler?”

“You just look for them, properly,” she scolded. She smiled knowingly at me.

“I love a nice strong man.” She repeated and massaged the inside of my upper arm.


IF THERE IS ANYONE INTERESTED IN PLAYING OUT THIS LITTLE DRAMA CONTACT ME AND WE WILL BEGIN.
THANK YOU FOR READING
PRIAPUS
 
Valery had always used her body to make men do what she wanted.

Now that she is married, her husband was an ass kisser not just to her but to his boss as well. He would never object to anything either of them said.

Part of her was really pissed off at his weakness.

She found his boss very desirable. He was just like her even more so. She could feel his power and authority bleeding out of every pore of him. It was intoxicating.

She smiled at him, "is there anything that you need besides the drink my baby is getting you." Continuing to flirt, it was her nature.

Part of her was drawn to him and a small corner of her being afraid because she had never known a man like him before. He seamed a lot less effected by her flirting them most men.
 
Derek watched us out of the corner of his eye as she brazenly flirted with me. My lust raged within me. With my money and influence, finding women was a simple affair. My Jag, my deep pockets, my assertiveness, attracted many women.

Yet somehow, I was more aroused by this young seductive wife and her mousey husband than I can ever remember. "Is there anything that you need besides the drink my baby is getting you?" She smiled up at me, continuously stoking my inner arm.

I allowed my hand to slide down her back. It was bare below her halter top. I allowed my ring finger to ease into her shorts and slid it down the crack of her delectable ass. I looked back to ensure that Derek could see my hand invading his wife's shorts and thong. "Hurry up Derek. I'd like to enjoy and few drinks with your lovely wife. You may have one too. Come sit across from us." I was both curt and demanding.

He deposited the drinks on the picnic table and sat down morosely on the other bench. I stared into his eyes and my hand worked up from her panties, across her back, and under her halter top; beneath the flimsy bra she was wearing. She twitched as I fondled her breast. "Stay still." It was an order. Valery froze. Derek froze. He stared transfixed by the outline of my hand.

"Do you like working at Bradshaw, Derek." I smiled and looked into his face. He was like a trapped animal. "DO YOU LIKE WORKING AT BRADSHAW?"
 
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Derek

There was a time in my life where I was considered relatively a strong extroverted person. During my high school years I was a top jock, granted it wasn’t football or basketball. I was, however, highly regarded on both the swim team and track. It provided me the ability to learn about sex with many different girls. In fact, I was considered somewhat of a ‘catch’.

During my last years of college I met up and became involved with Valery. I never realized it as it happened, but that was when my spiraling downfall began. While I’d never admit it in public, Valery is what some call ‘high maintenance’. Now, combine that, her wish for control of everything in her life, and a horny college age male (me) going through a severe case of puppy love, well, maybe you can understand how I now found myself in this situation.

Did I enjoy kissing Bradshaw’s ass? Fuck no, who in there right mind would? No, my motive, my reason for doing so was just to further myself. It was all about pleasing Valery and giving her what she wanted. Even after being married to her, I still had this insane need to please her and she always had this insane need for more.

I’d only been with the company a few short months but it seemed as if I was doing the right thing. I did as I was told and even received a couple of compliments from Mr. Bradshaw. In short, I felt like I had finally found a place of employment that could provide me with the opportunity to give Valery what she wanted.

That is until today, the day of the company picnic. It started out great. I was kowtowing to Mr. Bradshaw better than anyone. I was making it into his inner circle, I could tell. Then Valery decided to enter the game and screw things up. She was a complete flirt, which normally turned me on; it was something that attracted me to her in the first place. But how could she flirt so openly with my boss? I was afraid she was compromising my rise up the corporate ladder.

Then, something even worse happened. I was making Bradshaw his drink and one for my wife when I first spotted, from the corner of my eye, his hand and where it was traveling. Fuck if he wasn’t running his finger along the crack of her ass, following the line of the purple thong that I had seen her slide on hours earlier. Who the hell did he think he was?

His strong determined voice caught my attention. I hurried with the drinks, pouring myself straight whiskey. By the time I delivered the drinks and sat across from them as he directed, his hand was fondling her breasts. I could even see my wife’s nipples, hard and stiff, in need of attention. That’s where things seemed to become weird and when I seemed to enter some kind of fog. True, I sat on the bench, across from my wife and my boss as directed. But, what I hoped neither noticed was how aroused I had become. I didn’t understand why I was aroused. Maybe it was the thought of my own fingers running over her soft silky skin, touching areas others could not touch. Maybe it was the sight of another man doing what I loved to do. I was embarrassed and confused, but the bulge in my shorts ached to receive attention.

I struggled to snap out of my fog when I heard his husky strong masculine voice, louder than it had been so far today. When I realized what he had asked and fully realized what he was doing to my wife right in front of me, I become somewhat humiliated. I glanced around to make sure others where not watching before answering.

“Yes sir, Mr. Bradshaw. I do like working at Bradshaw. It is a great company to work for, good benefits and all. I’d like to think I’m a good fit.”

I new I should have looked Bradshaw in the eye when I spoke, but damn if I could keep my eyes off his hands.
 
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Valery had never listened to any man before. She was totally shock when her husbands boss had actually ordered her to let him feel her and her had sat still just like a puppet.

She knew he was an experinced man his hands knew even better then her husbands how to please her.

A large part of her wanted his hand gone but she could nt make a sence with his boss. So she sat still wiating for him to be decent and honorable and get his hand out of her bra. She was unhappy. He wasnt even be nice and trying to keep her husband from seeing.

It annoyed her that she could nto thnk of any way to get his hand to move with out makeing a sence.

Sadly her body was truly enjoying his hand, it was even better then her husband.
 
I enjoyed Derek watching my hand feel-up his wife's sensitive tits. "You can do yourself a lot of good, Toner. If you learn to play ball." I began to roll and tweak Valery's erect nipple. They hardened steadily as I manipulated them. She was staring at her husband's face and his gaze remained riveted on my exploring hand. The surge of power and control shot through me like a jolt of electricity. "Do you understand what I am saying to you Toner?" I flipped her bra over her breasts and my hand wandered across her chest. Her erect nipple grazed my forearm and I began to trace circles around her other breast. I had to pull her body in closer to mine in order to accomplish this. I held her with a vice like grip in the crook of my elbow.

"There is no more valuable asset to an executive than a compliant wife. A wife who knows how to advance her husband's career. I have hopes that you will move swiftly through the ranks of my company. You will both enjoy the many benefits of success. Do you understand that Valery?" My wandering hand slid down Valery's stomach as I spoke. With the back of my fingernails I brushed over her navel then inserted just the tip of my thumb under the waistband of her shorts and moved it back and forth across her tummy.


I loved the war that was raging inside them both: fascination, repulsion, anger, lust. I was determined to force these two to play my game... to submit.
 
Valery loved her husband and at his moment she hated his boss.

She wanted nothing more then to stop him Then she heard him say.

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There is no more valuable asset to an executive than a compliant wife. A wife who knows how to advance her husband's career. I have hopes that you will move swiftly through the ranks of my company. You will both enjoy the many benefits of success. Do you understand that Valery?"
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Her flamed. but she spoke her voice soft." of course, I have always tried my best to help my husband. To do every thing I can to help him succeed."

As much as she wanted to stop him, to recover herself, she could not object to his boss with out stoping his growth in the company.

She gave her husband a pledding look, "I will do anything to help my husband, I love him very much."

She could tell were this was leading already and she would not press for this horrid man to do these things. He was obviously going to them. But she would try to maintain some level of dignity.

She decided to allow but to do little or nothing to encouage.
 
Things only seemed to get worse as Mr. Bradshaw continued his exploration of Valery’s body. I watched in amazement as he exposed her breasts to his view and the view of anyone that might wander near. Even more agonizing was seeing my wife’s body react to his ministrations. I could feel her eyes one me, but I was too humiliated with the thought what I was allowing him to do, to even look her in the eye. Instead I watched, becoming more aroused as he fondled her breasts.

I couldn’t seem to focus my brain enough to the asshole to stop playing with her, to tell him that she was mine, not his. That’s what one side of my brain was saying, the other side was focused on the show in front of me. It was as if too people were about to put on a live sex show just for me. My cock raged inside my pants, stretching the material and begging to be released. I rubbed my crotch when I thought neither was looking, trying in desperation to adjust myself into a more comfortable position.

I was close to getting enough courage to let Bradshaw know he was doing inappropriate things to my wife when Valery began to speak. I couldn’t believe my ears as she spoke those words of how she would do anything to further her husband’s career. I noticed her legs spread slightly as Mr. Bradshaw’s hand slowly rubbed her navel and over the top of her shorts. She was enjoying this; her voice was almost beckoning him to go further. How could she do this to me, how could she humiliate me like this.

I was dumbfounded and confused. There I sat watching my wife and my boss playing this sexually charged game of tease. They seemed to pretend I wasn’t there. Yet, they both seemed more aroused to continue right in front of me, they wanted me to watch their infidelities. I almost wanted to ask them if we could go somewhere more private. It was bad enough this was being forced on me, but it would be even worse if others noticed. But if I asked wouldn’t it seem as if I wanted this, condoning their actions?

Another side of me wanted to see more. My cock was beginning to leak pre-cum and I found my mind drift to thoughts of what they might look like naked together. I wondered what Valery would look like sucking on Bradshaw’s cock. Her soft pouty lips wrapped around his meat. I wondered what his cock looked like. I always felt confident with the size of my equipment, but almost felt a need to compare it with my boss. Could Valery make him moan like she always did me? Could he make her moan as he pushed his cock into her tight pussy? I felt my body perspire as my hand returned to my crotch, squeezing my cock, the wet spot on my boxers growing.
 
I looked from one to the other and felt smug. Smug, empowered and afire with lust. To my surprise, I could sense an aroused, confused, disgusted mixture of emothions from Derek. Valery emitted the same sort of conflict and inner turmoil. I had not built the business into such a corporation without knowing how to read others. These were delicious and satisfying reactions for me. My will to dominate was roaring within me like a lion. I continued playing with them and loving it.

"You will do anything, Valery? That is a very broad statement my dear. Anything is an exciting word, arousing even. I wonder if you realize what anything might entail for some people. If I close my eyes and allow myself to imagine anything, all kinds of nasty ideas flit through my mind." As I spoke these words my free hand dropped into my lap and I blatantly squeezed the shaft of my cock. I looked Derek full in the face without hiding or releasing my stiff prick. "Do you have any idea, Derek, what anything might mean? A beautiful wife who would do anything could ensure success to her husband."

I removed my hand from my prick and looked at the pair of them. I was bathing in their confusion in their conflicted wants. I placed my hand, over Valery's, which was in a fist on the picnic table. I stroked it lovingly. "Did you know my girl, that there is an office upstairs opening up? That, I am sending Walters to Utah and some one had to replace him. Someone from your husband's floor will have to move up and onto the street with the big boys." I moved her hand off the table and placed it on the inside of my thigh. I pried open her fingers and moved her palm up and down my leg. "That will be such a big move for someone." I then forced her hand down and onto my stiff prick. "Big, big, big, Isn't it my dear. Really big for someone."

I stared into her eyes for a full thirty seconds then turned and did the same to Derek.
 
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Valery knew what was happening and her hatred of this man grew along with her arousal.

Her hand stayed on his thigh moving up and down stroking and carreseing. Once he had made it clear that her husband might get a huge promotion.

Her duty as his wife was to encourage his horrendous boss. To allow him his way.

She ignored the fact that her body was enjoying this. The fact that they were in public didnt change anything.

She spoke again, "you are an honorable man Mr. Bradshaw. We both know my husband deserves that prmotion. i will do what I can to help you see that."

Her hand was encircleing his cock, moving up and down. She could feel the heat from him.
 
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It was lovely: her forced compliance, her twisted arousal. I smiled with a deep sense of satisfaction. Bullying and intimidating in the office was one thing but forcing this young couple to submit sexually was a coup I could only have dreamed of. I took Valery's hand by the wrist and stuffed it down and inside my briefs. I have always been proud of my prick, a thick and long cock with heavy weighty nuts and I moved her hand around it showing her the size and stiffness.

I leveled a matter of fact look at Derek. "She's got my cock in her hand now Derek. She is exploring my thick heavy prick. Mmmmm yes baby. Just like that. You are turned on aren't you? This excites you." My own hand descended over her tummy and into her panties. I cupped her entire cunt in my hand and squeezed it. "Valery you are soaking wet. You are both fucking turned on like alley cats. She has a lovely cunt Derek. We are going to go into the main tent and enjoy the barbeque. We will stay for a portion of the dance. Then, we will all go back to your place. That is how the picnic will proceed. Get us some more drinks Derek." My finger slipped into the crevice of Valery's pussy and I delicately but rapidly flicked her swollen clit...
 
Valery was shocked that he would be so blunt with her husband. Her mouth fell open to protest.

It took almost a full mintue before seh could speak. "surely you mean after we finish out drinks and get back to being properly presentable. No wife is an assett as you currently have positioned me." she made sure her voice was soft and warm.

Hopeing to shame Mr Bradshaw into some amount of decensy.
 
Bradshaw made sure my eyes followed his hand down to his crotch, squeezing his dick and showing both my wife and me that his cock was hard. Being inexperienced with other men’s erections inside their pants, I couldn’t tell for sure if he was larger than I, but it was clear he was fully aroused by all of this.

I couldn’t believe he actually brought up the position opening in his company. I knew I was right for that position and I deserved to get it as well. It disgusted me that he thought he could use his power over Valery and me like this. I wondered if he would really pass me up on the promotion if he didn’t get what he wanted. The way in which he was willing to use his power outside the office to control my moving up the corporate ladder spoke volumes to me. It was evident the only way I’d be getting this position was if Valery and I played his game his way.

His cock twitched, just as mine did, when he forced Valery’s hand to run up and down his thigh. I listened as Valery stated she was willing to do whatever it might take to help further her husband’s career. Her hand wandered further, closer and closer to his crotch. From the corner of my eye I could see her enticing Bradshaw, seductively licking her lips while inching closer to the bulge in his pants.

I was about to let Valery know I didn’t appreciate her squeezing his cock like that. I was going to let her know I didn’t enjoy her playing with another guy when Bradshaw started going on about how he could tell we were both aroused by this and that it excited us both. My self confidence was again lost because what he was saying was true. My cock was raging hard watching my wife rub and squeeze his dick. Part of me was aroused because she was doing this right in front of me and part of me was aroused at his cock.

I stifled a moan when he took Valery’s hand and slid it inside his pants. His legs spread wider and I could see my wife’s fingers exploring, feeling the length of his meat and even moving lower to feel his balls. Bradshaw made sure he described in detail just what she was doing to him. I almost wanted her to undo his pants and take him out so I could see better. That’s when he pushed his hand inside her shorts. Valery complied as if she wanted this more than I, her legs spread wider and her moan hung open. I began to think Valery wanted Bradshaw; she wanted to suck him and let him fuck her. She had been ignoring me this entire time. She was definitely enjoying his hand and could have cared less if I was there or not.

I listened and watched as he explained how the rest of the day was to happen. He seemed to think I would allow him to come back to our place after the picnic. I knew I had to come up with some sort of plan soon, before that could take place. I heard Valery moan a just before Bradshaw noted just how wet Valery’s cunt felt against his fingers. My wife was completely under his spell and loving it.

The second time Bradshaw demanded I refill their drinks I knew I had no choice. I stood and headed back to the bar hoping no one would notice the bulge in my pants, much less the wet spot that had formed.
 
"Can you see Valery that your husband's dick is at full attention? This all turns him on. Me fingering you. You, fondling my cock. Using you to advance his career. Is this a fantasy of his? Perhaps he has always wanted to see you fucked by another man." My fingers worked to and fro across her clit and circled the sensitive opening to her cunt. I knew enough about human behavior to know that the more I had them do, get me drinks, stand up, sit down, move about, the harder it would be for them to refuse a command. The commands I had planned for later would test them both completely. I also wanted to keep them completely off balance. I would not give them time to talk to each other or even time to think. I would manipulate them unrelentingly.

Derek returned quickly with the drinks. I kept up my massage on Valery's pussy but took my clasp off her wrist in order to reach for my drink. "Don't you dare let go of that prick, young lady. You keep stroking my cock, like a good little girl. You can finish your drink with your free hand. God Derek, she's a looker. I can't wait to peel those shorts off her sweet ass." He had positioned himself back on the bench by now and his chest heaved with emotion. I gaged that it was both anger and excitement which coursed through the pair of them. Just as he looked ready to blurt out something. The music began to pour out of the main tent, signaling that the food was ready and the dance had begun. "Finish up you two let's go enjoy ourselves." I chirped merrily as I swilled down my drink.

Suddenly, I stood up and took Valery by the hand pulling her off the bench seat. I put my hand around her waist when she was up and I adjusted my cock in my pants. "Do you dance Valery?" I asked in a charming voice. She was busily fixing her shorts and halter top. My hand stroked her naked mid rift. I marched Valery up the hill, clasped tightly against my side. "Come on Derek, don't straggle behind." We entered the tent and some couples were dancing while others sat at the small tables. I nodded to a table in the corner. "We'll sit over there, Derek. Get us some burgers. There's a good boy. Val and I would like to dance."

On the dance floor I ground my cock into Valery's tummy and hummed along with the music, not even looking back at Derek.
 
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Valery is smiling a fake smile. She goes along, hoping to get time with her husband to try and find a why to make this madness stop.

Albeit at tiney (very tiny) part of her wants to see this through.

She dances as he wants, accepting him grinding his cock into her stomach. She is both excited and disgusted.

Her mind is in a whrilwind but unfortunately in is a cicle and not coming up with anything usefull.
 
The longer they danced together and left me alone at the table the more, angry I became. This was insane I told myself, why am I letting Bradshaw do this to me. Even more insane is the fact that Valery appeared to be enjoying this as much as he was, she was smiling away, and letting him grind his hard cock into her as id she wanted him to fuck her. I was sure others could see this as well.

The sight of the two of them dancing so close, their hips grinding together was exciting. Valery and Bradshaw did look good together. I couldn’t help but rub my still hard cock wondering what they would look like naked, fucking wildly.

Get yourself together man, I told myself. I can’t let Bradshaw and Valery make a fool of me. I had enough; Bradshaw could take his job and shove it as far as I was concerned. Hell, he couldn’t even take my no good slut of a wife. I’d give her one last chance. As soon as they returned to the table I was going to let Valery know it was time for us to leave, alone without Bradshaw!
 
We left Derek to stew and fester for a good fifteen minutes. I continued my dirty dancing routine with Valery, then clasped her once again under my arm and walked her to the table. The sustained teasing and controlling on my part had me hot as a stallion and I intended to move this thing along. Let's see if this plan had wings. Time for a bucket of cold water. I sat down between them all three of us were on one side of the small table.

Derek had worked himself into a resolve and began to whisper harshly. I did not even allow him to finish. "Shut up." I stared him down. "Let's not kid each other. This isn't all about promotions and advancement. It's about dominance and submission. Derek why do you think you have been sporting a hard on since I started fondling your wife? Why do you think your so aroused, Valery? I intend to use and abuse you both sexually. Yes, both of you. You will be pushed to your sexual limits. Stop lying to yourselves. Promotions are nice and a handy crutch, an excuse, if you need one . What I am really offering you dark and twisted sex. My every whim will be followed. You will be humiliated and eventually fulfilled as you never have before. Raunchy, debauched, lust.That is what I am offering. You both fucking crave it. I am going out to the parking lot. I will wait ten minutes. If you do not come out I will leave. If you do come and join me you are mine, both of you to do with as I will."

I grabbed a burger from the table and walked out and into the parking lot...
 
Valery was actually relieved, at least most of her, when Derek had tried to stand up to his boss.

Then he made it plain that he was doing this because he thought we both wanted to be treated this horrid way.

Once he left Valery, "I for one am glad hes gone." There was passion in her voice and in her body but she knew her husband would satify her needs, at least mostly.

"I say we let him go alone and we go home and finish our evening just the two of us. He wont promote or not premote because of this. It was all a lie to get a good feel and a few grinding dances."

She blushed at the memories.
 
Bradshaw made a point of sitting between Valery and me which served to drive me even crazier. This made it extremely difficult to let Valery know I had decided to leave, with her, without Bradshaw. I made a feeble attempt to whisper to her and was harshly shut down by Mr. Bradshaw.

Bradshaw began speaking not of promotions and careers but of submission and dominance. He stared into my eyes as he spoke, a stare that would not allow my eyes to avert from his. I listened as he spoke and followed his eyes as they lowered to my bulging crotch. I was embarrassed when he spoke of his knowledge of my hard cock, even though I knew it was very evident.

He was correct that I have been aroused since he first touched my wife. He went on to talk about using both of us and pushing us to our sexual limits. I wasn’t clear exactly what he had in mind but I know how my body reacted. I began to perspire even more and my cock jerked inside my pants, leaking another drop of pre-cum. Bradshaw was right, that is what I craved, needed and wanted. My arousal and interest was so piqued at this point that I felt like I’d be willing to do just about anything.

Strangely enough Valery was now where I had been before. She was the one objecting, the one wanting to leave and go home without him. She had enjoyed his advances, there was no denying that, but for some reason she seemed less than willing to follow him now. I wasn’t sure why, maybe because she really did want only me or maybe she was afraid she would enjoy his dominance too much. I mustered up what little courage I had and looked my wife directly in the eye.

“Valery, I want to go with him. I want to experience what he is talking about and what he is suggesting, but I need you with me. I have never done anything you do not want, but this is my decision.”

I took her hand in mine, grasped it tightly and together we headed out to the parking lot and Mr. Bradshaw.
 
I saw them walking, wending through the parking lot, looking for me. Derek had Valery by the hand and was striding with intent and purpose. He was nearly pulling her between the cars and vans. She had been reluctant but not so reluctant that she stopped him. There is no woman alive who cannot stop her husband if she truly wants to. Good, I would enjoy forcing her. It was obviously his initiative to play along. Good, I will humiliate him for his decision.

"I sent my driver off with my car as soon as I saw him. I was sure you would come. I know you. We will take your car. Which one is it?" Both their mouths opened to speak, either to give me directions or to protest. "Be quiet! You will speak only when prompted. You will address me as Sir or Mr Bradshaw. Remember your school days." I took them both by the wrists and flung their hands apart. " I will control all of that...touching, speaking, watching. You will be amazed how freeing it is to have someone else decide everything for you. Freeing and arousing."

Derek pointed out their sedan and we moved towards it. "Derek you will drive. Valery, you will sit between us." When we were all arranged on the broad bench seat, Derek started the car. I reached across Valery and smacked his hand with a loud crack. "I did not tell you to start the car. I will control everything. Do you understand." The loud slapping noise made both of them jump. I sensed fear in the car and it was candy for my soul. I then began to position her. I placed her left hand down and inside Derek's pants. I then took her right hand and wedged it back on my cock where it had been as we sat at the picnic table.

"Now Derek!" Show me your wife's cunt. Remove her shorts and place a leg over each of our thighs. I used a strong no questions broached voice and stared hard into his eyes." Valery took a deep breath in order to protest or scream at me. I clamped my hand over her mouth and continued to stare at Derek."DO IT! NOW!"...
 
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Valary had had enough of this. As soon as Bradshaw put her ahnds on both of their cock she tensed.She actually dug her mails into both of them.

When Bradshaw ordered her position she went to scream and found his hand over her mouth.

She jerked both of there cocked, hard. before leting go and fighting her husband with both hands. Knowing he would do anything for this creep.

She tried to speak to stop him but he was so turned on by this horrible man that nothing else mattered to him. She burried her own arousal. She did not want this.

She was not go to submit easily, She had always been in charge and she did not want to change that.
 
Valery went ballistic when Bradshaw placed her hands on our cocks. It was easy to see she had had enough of this and was determined to take over control of the situation. I swear she just about drew blood as her fingers scraped along the length of my cock. But it wasn’t the pain that filled my head. Instead I found myself more aroused in the thought of Bradshaw, wondering if his cock had been tormented in the same way.

Before I could come to grips to what was actually transpiring, I felt her balled up fists pounding on my chest. It was if she thought I had planned all this, as if I had set this up. I didn’t know how, or didn’t want to respond. I sat there and let her pound on my chest, knowing Bradshaw intended me to expose her smooth shaved pussy. My cock was rock hard, pointing out of my pants and leaking pre-cum.
 
Valery had flipped around in the seat after delivering some delicious scrapes and scratches to my engorged cock. She set about attacking Derek, pummeling him on the chest and spewing venom at the pair of us. This was much better than I could have hoped for. She was going to put up a fight. She would have to be subdued.

Her spectacular ass waved about in the air as she knelt up on the seat in order to flail away properly at her husband. Her tiny short-shorts rode up and clung tantalizingly to her cheeks. Her pouty snatch peeked out from between her thighs. The motion of her pounding fists caused her ass to roll and dance lewdly. I played with my cock as I took in the scene for a few moments. God, she is going to be a lot of fun; I thought to myself.

Then acting swiftly and suddenly, I reached over her back and caught both her hands by the wrists. I reefed them back behind her and joined them one wrist over the other, I secured them both with my left hand and tore off her halter top with my right. I ripped the material easily off her shoulders, both were fastened with a tiny bow and gave way immediately. The buttons lining the back of the garment flew everywhere. I used the strip of cloth to tie her wrists together. She struggled wonderfully the entire time. I was enjoying this immensely.


I next threw her over the back of the seat. Her head was in the back and her ass was high and bent over the front seat. She cursed and wailed but was completely helpless. I pressed my hand on the width of her back to keep her in place and knelt over her left calf. I motioned for Derek to secure her right leg in the same manner.

With my free right hand I undid my zipper and extracted my excited cock. I pulled on it wantonly, displaying it openly to the staring Derek. I again moaned with pleasure as I stared at the hapless Valery. " Derek. Show me your wife's cunt. Show it to me now!"
 
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