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Subbies Revenge - 8/3/2005 5:57:29 AM

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"Come on man.....5 more minutes" I huffed, cause I'm draggin him along by his arm and it was was drooped over my shoulder, you know, the way you see injured soldiers being dragged in war movies. Course by now he was reasonably tanked, but still coherent, just wobbly on his feet, so we pass this wall and he pulls away and leans on it with his back to me and his hands high above his head. "I'll be OK now..." He says but kinda like he's talkin to himself. He asks me again, "So you have this bitch working for you 24/7?"

"She's not "working" for me. I told you she's my submissive."

"And she's gonna cook some food for us now?" They were the words he used, but what he ment was "Like at this ungodly hour? Do you know what time it is? I don't think so buddy!!"

"Yeah...Thats what submissives do..."

"Hot Doggie, Shamus.....How do I get me one of them?"

"You can borrow mine, but you gotta stop calling me Shamus....My name is Sean."

myra

So Frank has no idea it's me, and there I am in the kitchen with nothing on but an apron, just as I was intructed by my Master. My hearts pounding. I keep looking at the clock. They are going to be here any minute. My Master is allways punctual. My body has felt the sting of my tardy time management and learn't many a lesson on the need for punctuality.

The ticking is deafing. I have a mug in my hand aimed directly at the clock when I hear the key in the door and my heart skips a beat.

Sean

So as we are going in I yell out "Honey, It's Sean. I have a friend". I have a friend was our code for he's here. "Can you whip up a snack for us, but bring out 2 beers first. You want a beer Frank?"

He's kinda walking around the room checking out the place. "Nice place Shamus. WHat? Oh yeah...a beer sure."

"Sit down, the game in SA is about to start." And I kinda bounce into the sofa and in one swoop have the remote pressed, the TV on the footy channel, my shoes off and my feet on the coffee table. (Well it is after all my house :) ).

"Comon man.." he's kinda threatining to sit on the sofa as he's talking. "You mean any minute now, some leggy blond is gonna come pouncing in here with food and 2 beers?"

"She's not blond Frank. myra's a brunette." That was the first time I had told him her name.

"Hey...." From his body language, you would swear it came to him as a revelation from heaven, "My X wifes name was Myra."

Myra

I can hear them from the kitchen. I had to strain a bit to make the words out but I could hear them and generally follow the conversation. When I first heard Him say my name, you could have heard the butterflies flutter in my stomach for the lack of noise. The flutter was in formation untill I heard frank say somthing about his "X wife".

I opened two Crown's and stepped out of the kitchen into the living room. As instructed, my head was down, and the two beer bottles stood along side two frosted tall beer glasses on the tray I supported in my hands. I was very consious of my nudity, and the blush on my face gave away my embarrasement as I went to stand before my Master and my X husband.

Sean

So I tell myra to put the tray down on the coffee table, which she would have done any way, but I wanted to break the silence that hung in the air as soon as Frank recognised myra. The poor dear. She was so gracious through it all, I admired her strength to, with undying loyalty follow my instructions to a "t" without wavering even for a second.

She looked so beautiful, standing there in the dimmed lights of my living room. In the window I could see her bare breast reflecting beautifully from the side of her Apron. I could see her erect nipples being teased ever so slightly by the frabric of the apron in the reflection of the window. Her skin changed colour with the hue of the TV going from crimson to blue to red. And she put the tray down and bends her arse right in front of me, and ofcourse from the back, I can see the beautiful pussy I am privedleged to control. "The bitch is teasing me" me thinks. And I gotta tell you I have a boner that a Viagra billboard would kill for at this stage.

myra

i am truly sorry Master. i may have been teasing, but i wanted You to know that even though my emotions were on a rollercoaster, i allways knew i was safe with You beside me. i wanted You to know that. i wanted You to see that even in that instance, i could let myself go and emerce myself in the moment as You taught me. i was still wet for You Master. Despite Frank being in the same room, watching. i was still wet for You My Master.

Sean

OK sweet myra, people are reading this little one. How blessed am I to have received such a wonderful gift that Kings would gladly offer up Kindoms for. Anyway thats what I said to Frank. And he says ....wait for it......."Myraaaaa????". So Frank's X wife does as she was instructed, and brings a beer back to me and stands beside my chair, looking at her toes wich stand apox 3 feet apart showing off her apron to Frank and her arse to me. ANd I kinda keep on talking about nothin to Frank as I reach accross and put my open palm onto his X wife's thigh as though it was the most natural thing in the world to do, and start to work up her thigh to her pussy which I know from earlier is wet.

TBC.......

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/4/2005 2:20:27 AM

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Sean

I started noticing Frank was edgy in his seat. It was obvious he was fighting confusion and shock as his X wife stood next to me silently being fingered while he looked on. It was about then that I decided to state the obvious. "Frank, I am the proud owner of myra, your x wife. Our meeting was not co-incidental, this has been Planned."

Myra

Frank hated confrontation and when faced with the situation, he would often cower. This time though, I sneaked a glance at his face and I could see the confusion. The realisation of the situation still fighting his voice of reason combined with the erros show my Master and i were putting on for him. I could feel my Master's hands finding that familiar spot between my legs, making my pelvis gyrate against his index finger allmost as though my body had a mind of it's own. I looked down at the buldge his hand was making in my apron. I could see the white fabric stretch and ease as his hand rubbed on the inside, and that set me over the edge.

Sean

A couple of times Frank looked like he was about to say something but I would allways talk over him. I am sure he appreciated me keeping the conversation going while I played with his X wife's clit. He looked like a fish out of water. Not only was the situation confusing, exciting but macarbe, but the alchole exagerated the situation and one minute he looked like he was about to leap up and smash me and ht enext he looks like he wants to tear his shirt off. The whole time I' sayin....

"So Frankie, you see, your wife wanted you to treat her like a slut, not a punching bag. Imagine Frank the possibilities, if you had been a little more asstute. Fortunatly for me you were not. myra is at my beck and call and in turn, I offer her my unrelenting love and protection. Beats a baseball bat around the head aye Frank?

Look at that pelvis gyrate Frank, have you ever seen anything more graceful? I bet you never noticed? You had been married for 12 years and you never noticed how beautiful your wife looked when she was close to an orgasm. She loves it, do you believe that Frank? The woman who spent 12 years sharing her bed with you is right now, loving standing in servitude, displaying to you her eagerness to have her cunt played with by another man. Hear that breathing Frank? You should see how wet her pusy feels, wait I'll try and get 4 fingers in four you......Spread them wider my beautiful slut, good girl. How does that make you feel Frankie?"

myra

I was aware of the power my master comanded at that moment. I understood at tbc.....

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/9/2005 3:12:13 AM

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Hot, so far...

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/10/2005 4:39:49 AM

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Myra

I understood that His plan was allways going to work. I understood that i was counting on His power alone, His power of persauation to pull this off, but it was as if in the interchange that bonded us, His power had increased 10 fold. Because i had offered myself to my Master, I had enpowered him beyond what was otherwise possible and this plan was desinted to come off.

my pelvis did indeed rock for my Master as I felt the sweet nip of his fingers against the lips of my pussy and brush ever so slightly against my clit. my breathing had sped and again my heart raced. i tried to imagine myself walking the isle of a supermarket because as soon as i thought about the situation i was in, that familiar tension would well in the pit of my womb and i knew that if i continued another second or so, i would be at the point of no return and would orgasm without the consent of my Master, so i thought about supermarkets as my Master kept me panting on the edge in full view of my estranged husband.

Sean

"Your good now sweetheart." On que, myra stands still, I remove my hand and undoe the bow on the back of her apron, then lift the collar of the apron over her head and let it fall away exposed to Frank a full frontal of what he left behind and I knew from the way he had not said a word and settled bak ot wathc and listen these last few minutes, that he was hypnotised. He was trying to come to grips with reality. I am sure the thought that he was in a dream and would shortly wake up occured to him more tan once.

"Show him how wet my fingers made you myra dear." she proceeded to part the lips of her pussy with a hand on either side, looking only at the ground. "Are you wet myra dear?"

"Yes Sir, I am"

"Did you enjoy being fingered as Frankie watched?"

"Very much my Master."

"Do you think, sweet myra, with all your breathtaking beauty and charm, you were able to exite old Frankie over there?"

"I would say so Master."

"Frankie!" I yelled standing, very confident now that Frankie was not going to respond. I walked deliberatly over to the table that had been set for a dinner for 2. I picked up a flute wine glass and held it up to the light.

"I am going to leave the room for a few minutes," I twirled the wineglass by the stem between my thumb and forefinger.
"I have instructed myra not to talk to you. She is not to utter a word. Outside of that, you 2 may do as you please. I will come back in a while and yuou will join me for dinner. Just so there is no misunderstanding of your x wife's station with me, myra if I asked you to fuck yourself in front of us with this wine glass, please explain to me for the benefit of Frankie here, exactly what you would do". I placed the glass back on the table.

Myra

"i would walk over to the table my Master. i would bow my head as i crossed in front of You, then i would climb up onto the table. i would step between the glass with a foot on either side. i would bend to a crouching position using a free hand to support my weight behind me and the other to dierect the glass toward my cunt. i would endevour to ensure that my position was optimal for You to see my Master. i would then lower myself till the tip of the glass met with my cunt lips and i imagine i would then be forced to hold the glass higher toward to rim at the same time parting the lips of my pussy using any free fingers and the rim of the glass untill i felt it was encircled by my cunt. i would then lower my......"

"GOOD" He cut me off mid sentence. "And what have I asked of you in relation to communication with Frank tonight?"

"i am not to utter a word".

"Good girl. Not a word Frank, so don't spoil the moment by trying to coax her. See you all in a while."

He left the room and i got on all fours and made my way over to Frankie. Not because i wanted him, but because that was my Masters wish.

"myra? Myra....For God's sakes, whats going on?"

i did not answer and i could hear his pathetic attempt at trying to sound like he really wanted this to end. i brushed it all aside and made my way to between his legs where i grabbed his ankles and could now in my perriphal vision see the tent his cock had pitched in his pants.

i worked one hand up his leg to within an a few inches of his saluting cock, and the other under the rug

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/10/2005 4:45:35 AM

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/14/2005 12:33:50 AM

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i pulled from under the rug with my right hand a set of handcuffs, while still rubbing the inside of his thigh high up close to the root of his penis with my left. It was good to see he had stopped trying to talk and i had no resistence when i wacked the cuffs closed around first his ankle then the leg of the chair. He was just too worked up.

i switched hands and pulled another set of cuffs out with my left hand and cuffed his left leg. His hands were not going to be so easy. i rubbed my cheek into the buldge in his trousers. He was now very horny and i could feel his fingers weave through my hair. When i looked up his eyes were half closed and his head tilted back slightly as his mouth took in huge gulps of air. Occasionaly his eyelids would flutter. In this state, it was very easy to direct one of his hands to my bare breast. While he played, looking down at me as i knelt between his feet, i continued to massage his cock through the fabric of his trousers. i could see a wet patch was just starting to form at the tip of the buldge. He must have been leaking pre-cum for around half an hour and it was now starting to make it's way through the fabric, looking like the reamins of a bad toilet shake. my fingers rubbed the tip of the wet patch, applying a little more pressure than normal and lingering there a little longer than normal. He let out a low gutteral moan and i watched the dark wet stin spread further.

While he massaged my breasts and squeezed my nipples and i teased his buldge with my left hand, i reached with my right in under the cushion where we had previously hidden the other set of handcuffs and pulled them out.

Being careful not to break the rythm that by now had Frank thinking with his dick, i clapped one cuff around the wrist of the hand kneading my breast. i stood slowly leaving my hnad playing between his legs, and with the freee end of the handcuff i lead his arm around the back as i cirled the chair. i slowly reached his other wrist and gently but firmly pulled it behind the chair. i weaved the cuffs between one of the backrest spokes and snapped it shut. i rubbed his cock again for a little longer to get him worked up again and then slowly, smiling, stepped back to survey my handiwork on my x husband. In all the years i had known him, i had never seem him so worked up.

i must have been standing there some time because hearing him say "myra" in a husky whisper snapped me oput of my daydream and it dawned on me that he was starting to regain some sense of where he was. Imediatly without thinking, i was behind him, again my hands working the inside of his thigh, stopping just before i could grab a hand full of cotton coved cock. i reached down deep between his legs, and started to scratch as best i could given the situation, just under his scrotum. A single loud breath escaped from his mouth almost involuntarily, and i again walked around the back of hte chair. i reached into the white pocket of my apron and produced a mouth gag. it had a ball slightly bigger than a golf ball but very mailable. He could not see this ofcourse and i squatted and began to nibble his earlobe. Occasionaly my tounge found it's way into his ear where i would get the desired reaction. At the same time, I reached around and placed the gag into his mouth and tied a knot around the back of his head.

The feeling of relief knowing he was not now going to say anything whatsoever while we did him over came as an unexpected relief. i had never thought about it but what would we have done if he had resisted, fought back? There was an overwhelming sense of achievement when i had him locked, tied and gaged with no resistance and no discussion. This was the man that had broked two bones in my body and fractured my jawbone. He was handcuffed and gagged and wimpering to have his cock played with more. What power My Master has been able to unleash in me.

The urge to now hurt Frank, slowly at first then with implements, sticks, bats, around the head, break his nose, make him bleed, make him suffer, surfaced for an instant. i still belonged to My Master and that was not his wish, even if it had been initailly mine. i was faithful to My Master.

Sean

I was watching my beatiful slave capture her prey on a monitor in the kitchen.

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/16/2005 3:01:37 AM

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I was watching my beatiful slave capture her prey on a monitor in the kitchen. I can only suggest that it was a work of art at the worst of moments. The rest was a performance at it's purest. More captivating than a fine opera with a performer more talented than the finest Diva. My beautiful, captivating, sultry slave in full form. More enticing than a black widow, craftly luring her mate into her parlor, weaving her magic spell, then weaving a deadly embrace. My heart was full of pride. She belonged to me.

With two beers in hand I re-entered the living room. "Hmmmm, guess you wont be drinking this in your condition Frankie". I placed his beer on a side coffee table. "You should not drink with a hard on like that, right Frankie? It upsets the plumbing for us guys, see then you'll want to go to the toilet, and you have this hard on and your body kinda gets confused, right Frankie? Yeah, I'll leave this here till your hard on goes down. myra...." she moved next to me, stopped looking at Frank and gazed at the floor. There was a "Hmmmph, Hmmmph" from Frank and a little struggle against the cuffs, then he recolapsed as though he had drained himself of energy. "Open your legs for Frankie honey. " I stood behind her and placed a finger into her mouth. She sucked on it as I moved it in and out. "It's a game we play Frankie" I said smiling at him. "Guess how many fingers I'm going to put in your slutly X wife's cunt?" I said as I placed a second finger into her mouth to suck on. "Hmmmm? How many do you think Frank? How many do you think I can get in there?" I placed a third finger into her mouth and her lips wraped around the 3 as I pistoned them slowly in and out of her mouth. SHe made slurping sounds for Franks benefit. Frank seemed to find a new surge of energy as he "Hmmphed" again against the chair and two legs rose a centimeter off the floor dragging the back two an inch forward. Then he recolapsed. "Owwww, you think I can fit 3 fingers?" I teased him as his x wife opened her mouth slightly to accomodate a 4th finger. "How many have you had in there Frank? " Another lurch. myra ran her tounge along all 4 fingers. she sucked them individually, two at a time them all 4 again. "Maybe my thumb also Frankie? Open your pussy lips. I want him to see you do it!" I spoke along side myra's ear and loud enough for Frankie to hear!

myra

And i respond "Yes. Thank you my Master." my heart is racing and i can see like a colidoscope of emotion, the confusion, the humiliation, the pity, the excitement in Frank's eyes. The dead give away was the buldge in his pants and the further extension of the wet spot. I was buring from the excitement and my fear was that I would scream as soon as my Master raised a finger to my body. Every fibre in my being longed to be touched at that moment, as though that one single touch, flesh to flesh would cause the rest of my body to melt into His. Then i heard him say "No, I think first we need to reintroduce Frank to the pussy he gave away. myra, when I tell you to, you will take my finger from your mouth, guide it to your pussy and show my finger and Frankie here around, describing to us everything as we go. DO you understand what I have asked you to do?" i knoded "Yes my Master!" Then i hear, "Let's go" and my body takes over from my mind. Devoid of thought, of reason, of responsibility, of guilt, i simply did as my Master ordered. i used my right hand to remove his only remaining finger from my mouth. i placed my forfinger over His and i directed His hand down between my legs, using my left hand to keep my pussy lips open. i ran His fingers through the little taft of pubic hair i had left just over my pussy. "That's my pussy hair my Master". and I shivered as his fingertip touched my flesh. Then, pretending to whisper, but loud enough for Frankie to hear, he says "I call it a "pussy", what do you call it myra?" and i immediatly respond "A cunt Master. i am sorry my Master, these are my cunt hairs" "Much better my sweet myra. Much better." and i feel Him squeeze me from behind with His free hand. "Enjoying the show Frankie?" He throws in as an afterthought.

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/26/2005 5:40:34 AM

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I can fell her guiding my index finger with hers firmly resting over it, further down, forcing me to drop my shoulders a little from behind my beautiful myra. Then she starts "This is my left cunt lip my master" and I feel my finger glide over spongy flesh. In my mind, I can visualize what it looks like as my finger is guided softly up and down. "This is the split between my cunt lips Master." My finger is suddenly skating on a wet velvety part of my beautiful myra's pussy. Again I could visualize the wrinkly dark lips parting to reveal the soft pinky sweet cavity my finger was currently exploring. "This is the hood of my clit Master." My mind was reeling, I could a drop of myra's juices run down my forefinger and rest in the valey nearly spent. she was beautifully wet. "Are we just going to hang around your clit or is there more you intended to show us myra!" I barked. The tone andhte volume of my voice in her ear shook her back into my world with a start.

"I am sorry my Master. Please forgive this insolunt little slut. I pray you administer what you consider to be fair punishment." she cried as she came to her senses. I continued to tant her clit and she suddenly reaslised and with a firmness, pushed my finger lower and I could feel the wonderful increase in her juices as she positioned my hand between her now outstreached legs. My finger felt the familiar yet still every errotic walls of the flesh as her pussy engullfed the mass that was my finger and hers on top. As soon as my finger was in, her pelvis started to rock.

"Oh man Frankie, is she hot or what? Your x wife's cunt needs some attention badly wouldn't you say?"

myra

Even in the state i was in, i could lift my head and see Frank sitting there watching as i fucked myself with the fingers of a man he had met only half an hour ago. His eyes were wide above the gag, but my Master was right, that hard on said it all.

Sean

My own hardon was aching and I squeezed against myra's back. It felt good and gave me enough release to regain my composure. myra was still runnig my finger in and out fo her pussy. "Did I ask you to stand still!" I yelled into her ear again.

"Yes Master. i am sorry my Master." her breathing was heavy. "But your cunt enjoys my attention too much myra?" I teased.

"Ye Master" She was gasping the words out but she knew me well enough to know now was not yet the time. There was still many games to play with Frankie, this was just the welcoming reception to dinner, and knowing this, my faithful myra regained her composre and her breathing quickly returned to normal, though my finger was still sliding in and out of her pussy, it was so much slower now. The visualisation came back when I felt her juices string between her pussy lips and my finger as I pulled it away. Frank shifted uneasliy in his chair as his cock remained at full attention.

"I think we shall retire to the table for dinner myra."

Frankie, with that hard on I think it will be a while before you are

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RE: Subbies Revenge - 8/26/2005 5:48:50 AM

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I have enjoyed writing this so far, but I would love someone else to pick up the story from here. Please feel free, I am finding I am running out of enough spare time and it would be wonderful to get a fresh perspective. Feel free to pick up the story.

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