Deception (closed for ezwriter)

[sallythescorpian]

"That's not the attitude you'll be leaving with, missy,"

"Missy??!! What am I? 5? Ha!" Claire was seething, spoiling for a fight, and knowing this was going to be world class one.

"Strip to panties and upright posture......And if I have to help you, that pricey outfit isn't going to fare too well. Believe that."

Claire paused for a second to take that in, and then her heart hammering, her blood racing, she looked at him, knowing just what she needed right then.

"Make me!"

 

[ezwriter]

Ben was on her as the words came out. Without hesitation or warning, he sprung like a predator looming over her. His hand found the collar beneath the kerchief and lapels of her coat. Quickly he worked his right index finger beneath the snug fit to her neck and drew her toward him and up as his left hand came back and made a quick sweep forward, his palm and fingers slapping her cheek with her a swift stinging blow.

The grip on her collar tightened as Ben crooked his finger. His eyes locked on hers and he snarled, "You're wearing My collar because you... are... My... bitch." His free hand began to work the buttons of her overcoat - one now two buttons loosened as Claire struggled against him.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"You're wearing My collar because you... are... My... bitch."

Claire struggled frantically against him, enjoying the struggle in a perverse way. She pounded him, trying to knee him in the groin, but missing, and getting his thigh instead.

"Bastard!" she hissed, struggling as her coat came off, and was tossed across the floor. She fought like a wild cat, and while she never would have admitted to it, the fight was exactly what she needed, and it was turning her on.

Her nipples pressed hard against her designer lingerie and she felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter, as they got into this primal struggle for supremacy.

 

[ezwriter]

Claire fought fiercely, flailing at him to kick and scratch. Still hooking her collar in one hand, Ben threw her to the bed where, on her back, his strength and leverage made her even less able to fend him off. He took a fistful of her blouse he knew was silk and shredded it - $500 easily - revealing the hot revealing lingerie she's worn underneath.

She'd driven here, worn the collar, slipped into seductive lingerie and was now fighting like a mother tigress. Ben knew he was so far inside her head - inside her fucked up diva/slut head - and he was just getting down to the juicy part.

Ben turned her over on her back and slid her from her skirt. Buttons popped, she might need a new zipper but this designer separate would be salvageable. It slid to the floor and now he had her by the neck face down on the mattress. Grabbing both her wrists he brought them back and crossed them, pinning them behind her back in one powerful hand.

In control of her arms and throat, Ben pulled her roughly up to standing, and pressed clsoed behind her he hissed in her ear. "Make you? You have no fucking idea what I'll make you. Letting go of her collar, Ben used the free hand to fish in his case for a plastic cable tie, threading it around her wrists, he cinched it tight, locking them in place behind her back.

Reaching to the dresser now, he picked up the leash and clipped into the D ring of her collar, yanking up the slack quickly and then drawing his arm down sharply, pulling Claire's neck with it.

"Down girl." Claire fell off her pumps and landed roughly on her knees.

"Heel!" Ben brought his hand and the tightly held leash further downward and forward yanking Claire's face to the floor, on her knees with her hands lashed behind her.

"Spread!" Ben snarled and used his feet to kick her knees apart.

Ben moved away to retrieve the flog. Leaning in he also brought a scrap of the top he'd torn from her moments ago, balling it up as a gag. "Open. We don't want Becca to have to come and check on you two weeks in a row, do we dear? Open." And he crammed Claire's mouth full with the fabric and stood, taking his place behind her exposed, raised buttocks.

"This is presenting posture, by the way." And Ben began to rain a violent series of blows on her ass with the crisp leather tawse.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire fought like a wildcat!! But ultimately, Ben was substantially bigger than her, stronger than her, and he was destined to win.

She hissed with anger, as he yanked her down, forcing her to her knees, and then snapped at her.

"Spread!"
Ben snarled and used his feet to kick her knees apart.

"Open. We don't want Becca to have to come and check on you two weeks in a row, do we dear? Open."

She opened her mouth to scream, expressing her impotent fury, and Ben took advantage of it, cramming the tatters of her blouse into her mouth.


"This is presenting posture, by the way."

"Mmhhhnhhghggghhhhhhhhnnnnngg"

Which, had she not had her mouth stuffed, would have been "Like I care!!"

Then, her knees pushed apart, the first firey lash landed across her upturned ass cheeks.

Claire screamed into the silk gag muffling the noise.

Blow after blow set her ass alight, with no pause, no chance to cope with the firey sting of one blow, before the next landed, and Claire knew she would have trouble sitting tomorrow.

 

[ezwriter]

The lashings subsided, but the punishment did not. Bent set the tawse down but reached in his bag for a new item. Claire would hear the squeezing of lube... lots of it... and that was never a good sign. Soon a wet slick probing was at her anus and Ben was in no mood to be gentle. The blunt end pressed her insistently, quicker than she could accommodate, stretching her sphincter. Pushing up inward against her walls but this violation was just the beginning. As she quickly learned her bowels were filled with an inflatable ass plug which Ben began slowly but steadily to fill with air. The thick bladder expanded inside her, stretching her out, filling her up. Screaming against her gag she endured this while Ben leaned over, mocking.

"Stupid worthless cunt... you've got a big fucking mouth don't you? Very proud until you're on your knees with your ass stuffed up. You're my bitch don't you get it. Every second of every day. Every inch of you pathetic whore body is mine. And I will crush every ember of resistance out of you, you filthy pig."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire screamed into the now saturated, scrap of silk in her mouth. She could feel the lube, and began to whiper, thinking he might be about to fuck her ass like he had out on the scrub land by the airport hangers. Her heart hammered, and then she felt it, cool plastic, and definitely NOT Ben's cock.

She struggled, but only a little, as she was imobilised as the length was thrust into her! He didn't give her time to adjsut, and Claire felt as thought she was being split in two!!

"AAAMMMMMMmmmmmggghh!!! mmmmmmmmkkkkkkkkkkrrrrrrrrr!!"

The first, a moan, the second, a little name calling, but it was more or less indecipherible to Ben!

She panted trying to deal with the burning invasion in her ass. Then he began to pump it, inflating it, and burning pain, went to excrutiating pain, and Claire screeched!!!!

 

[ezwriter]

The pumping mercifully stopped but the bladder of the plug stretched and burned her bowels, a vast searing invasion that would not subside.

Ben laid the hand pumper on the carpet by her knees, the rubber tube trailing from her reddened welted ass. Claire would have heard the dull metallic rattling of the nipple chains she'd become so familiar with two weeks back. And soon her fears were realized with a new piercing ache to her flesh as he clipped one clamp and then the other, the weight of the chain at least borne by the floor. But now she could feel another chain being affixed to a link of the chain that hung from her tits. Ben played out a length of chain between her legs long enough to reach her feet which ended in ametal ring .

But now to her ankles, Ben attached a leather cuff to each, a D ring affixed to the inside of the leg and these cuffs were joined together, running the chain through the loop of the chain that lead to her tit restraint.

With only the slightest slack in either of the chains, now any movement of her legs would pull the chain of her nipple clamps. And she would be moving her legs.

Ben grabbed the leash clipped to Claire's collar and pulled up. "Let's go for a little walk, doggie." And he pulled forward as he set across the carpeted room, Claire shuffling her knees to keep upright, to keep moving, to keep the chain from yanking her nipples right out of her tits.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire struggle to maintain her balance as he jerked her along the floor. The clamps on her nipples were excrutiatingly painful, and she had to try to keep bent at the waist to give herself enough slack so she could shuffle her knees.

"Let's go for a little walk, doggie."

Claire's face burned with a similar intensity to her ass, though the former was due to actute humiliation, the latter, due to the stinging from her whipping, and the unbearable pressure inside her.

She knew she ought to begin to apologise, but the words stuck in her throat, and she could not bring herself to utter even one of them, not that it would have been audible, due to the remnants of her blouse, stuffed into her mouth, as a makeshift gag! Her eyes darted daggers at him, and eventhough he was still mad, Claire got the sense that he was enjoying humiliating her, and teaching her her place, way too much.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben led her by the leash to the window, then turned her around and led her back past the bed to the door, then back again. The room wasn't all that big, but the floor was hard. He held the leash up and straight like a handler parading a dog at a show.

Ben brought her back to the edge of the bed where he pulled her head and torso up over the edge. So her belly and head finally had some support. Still, to keep the chain configuration from pulling harshly at her nipples, she was forced to keep her ankles close to her breast, causing he knees to bend awkwardly.

At least the painful, horrid, humiliating crawl had stopped. Her tits and ass still ached as she lay there. Ben moved behind her now and fished his cock from his pants.

"This is how bitches get fucked," he taunted, opening her bent legs to mount her from behind. His fingers probed her first.

"Isn't that cunt ever dry?" he scoffed. "Or just when my brother's fumbling around?"

Ben took her hard and strong, his meat impaling her in the only part not yet scourged that afternoon. He didn't bother to brace her with his hands, so every thrust caused each clamp and her ass plug to amplify the force of his stroke.

Pulling out of her as he neared climax, he added the last bit of insult to injury, coming around to the side of the bed where her cheek lay pressed to the mattress to jerk his cock off onto her face and hair.

"That's how bitches get fucked," he repeated. This time his fury blazing straight from his eyes.

He left his sister in law on the bed - chained and plugged, gagged and dripping with his ejaculate - while he took a leisurely shower.

As Ben came out and dressed he mentioned, "You should get us a place. Somewhere decent I can fuck my bitch."

Then he snapped a picture of her.

Then one by one, he released the cuffs and chains and nipple clamps, returning them to his satchel, leaving the inflatable plug buried inside her.

Tapping the base that protruded from her ass, he told her, "Wash this off and bring it with you next time."

Then he produced a long terrifying jackknife from his satchel and slit the plastic band that cuffed her hands. Then Claire heard the door of the hotel room open... and close behind him.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire's screames were muted by both the gag and the bed, as Ben rode her fast and furious! Every thrust pulled painfully at her nipples and drove the ass plug deep, sending shockwaves of pain through her. It was enough to prevent her from cumming...... Just!!

When Ben untied and unclamped her, she lay panting, as her nipples throbbed agonisingly, as blood returned. He left. And still she lay there, and, for reasons she didn't understand, she felt meek and mild and at ease with herself. She also felt horny! Very horny! Her fingers trailed down her belly, and over her mound the strange feel of hair on her pussy, reminded her that it belonged to Ben.

She texted him.

<<I'm so horny! Can I finger myself, please?>>

She could have just done it anyway, but she didn't, she waited, and watched her phone.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben read her text... and drove on another ten minutes. He pulled into a parking lot and texted back.

APOLOGIZE.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire read the text, and replied with a single word:

<<sorry>>

 

[ezwriter]

Ben's reply was immediate:

DON'T MAKE ME COME BACK THERE

 

[sallythescorpian]

Temptation bloomed..... and Claire valiantly managed to crush the desire for just that! What the Hell was wrong with her???!!

Taking a deep breath, she messages him back.

<<I'm sorry for being a difficult bitch. I'll try harder, I promise!>>

 

[ezwriter]

Ben responded.

YOU CAN CUM 3 X TILL I SEE YOU AGAIN. USE THEM AS YOU SEE FIT.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire read the reply with glee! YES!!

<<Thanks!>>

Laying on the bed, her tits still throbbing, and her ass still stuffed, her face painted with Ben's seed, she slowly, very, very slowly stroked herself to the brink of an orgasm, and did this over and over, until her body was humming with sensation, and then, finally, she gently, lightly stroked her clit, her hips lifted off the bed, until she screamed, and came harder than she ever had before!!

She went out to the bathroom, showered, dressed, and left the room, glaring at Becca as she left. Bitch!! She hadn't forgotten her, but she'd let it go for today.

She went home, and felt amazingly calm, collected, and satisfied. The following night, Friday, she and Dan went out for a meal in a Cordon Bleu Mitchelin four starred restaurant. On the way home, feeling that Dan had been maligned yesterday, she, very generously sucked him off out in the car, in the car park! Dan was in excellent form, and fucked her when they got home, and though she didn't cum, she made Dan go down on her, sucking her pussy, until he made her cum!

Monday evening, having rented a deluxe apartment in an exclusive apartment block, as a little love nest for her and Ben. It had a huge four poster bed, which she knew he'd love, and a massive, deluxe bathroom, with a huge jucuzzi bath set before panoramic windows, steam shower, with a large, spacious balcony, overlooking the city.

It was pretty close to where Dan worked, but she thought if she was seen in the area, she could say she was calling to Dan! Perfect!! She celebrated later that afternoon by spending an hour and a half brining herself to the very brink of orgasm, before she made herself cum so hard!! She would have preferred to be fucked, but Dan would be suspicious if he was getting any more!!

 

[ezwriter]

It was the next afternoon, Ben rang the door and Stephen answered, delighted to see his "cool" uncle... not Claire's cold, dreadful older brother. Ben towseled his nephews hair and came into the kitchen to have a look his latest action figure.

"Mom, Uncle Ben's here!" the boy called upstairs.

Ben could hear something drop to the floor and an outburst of cursing. A few moments later, Claire appeared, her attire impeccable, the space behind her eyes a tempest of desire, anxiety, uncertainty... her emotions stirred all the more by the sight of the black satchel he carried. She greeted Ben with her best impersonation of calm.

"Hey I was in the neighborhood, thought I'd drop by to have a look at that bathroom tile in the master bath. Now Katie wants to do all the bathrooms."

"Oh right," Claire nodded. "Now?"

"It'll take five minutes. You'll be okay, right champ? You can get started on your homework. What do you get, math? Bet you can't finish all that math homework before Mom and I come back down."

Ben followed Claire up the stairs and into the master bedroom, quietly turning the handle to bolt the door behind them. Claire turned and Ben put his finger to his lips. She came to him and he hiked her skirt, sliding her panties to the floor and laying her back on the king size bed. Claire opened his pants, peeling them back, sliding his briefs to his thighs to expose his jutting stiffening meat.

Ben moved between her legs and slid into to her and she wrapped her legs around his ass to pull him deeper and deeper. They fucked quickly and silently in Claire and Dan's bedroom, stifling their cries of climax into whimpers, into soft moans as they came together. After a long, lingering kiss they uncoupled and pulled their clothes back up.

Claire straightened her skirt and tucked her top back in, crossing to the vanity to open a bottom drawer and reach deep into the back. She retrieved the inflatable plug he'd implanted in her the week before.

"This, I believe, is yours," she sneered playfully

Ben smiled and stowed it in the satchel, but pulled out something else - a plain white envelope, thick with some contents.

"You dear, are mine. Exclusively mine" He caught her eye. He was up to something. "Dan's off you for a year. In fact, I don't want that scumbag anywhere near you. He can move into the spare room."

Claire furrowed her brow. He was asking too much. Despite the much-needed housecall fuck, this was going too far. Claire began to protest. But as she moved forward, Ben threw the envelope on the bed between them.

"I mean a cheating bastard like Dan... You just don't know if you can forgive him... He's violated your trust... and it's going to take time to heal. For now you think it'll be best if you separate rooms."

Claire's confusion moved in a new direction. She snatched up the envelope Ben had thrown on the bed and opened it. Photographs.

"I don't know who could have sent those to you, Claire. A jealous colleague of Dan's... an associate pissed about being passed up for partner... It would have been better if you'd never known, but now... well, the damage is done."

Claire's jaw dropped open as she slid the photos from the envelope. It was Dan and a few of his colleagues from the firm. Two weekends ago he'd flown off to New York for a meeting of all the national partners. But these photos - taken in a private room no doubt at some high-end restaurant - showed Dan quite well tanked enjoying the company of a lovely young blonde. Here she's on Dan's lap... this one her arms are around him... here it looks like her tongue is in his ear... now she's turned to straddle him, her skirt hitched up... here her blouse is open... tits out and grinding on Dan's lap.

Claire was horrified, stunned.

"That's Abby," she whispered.

"Whoever that woman is, it's an awful thing when a supposedly devoted husband violates his wedding vows. One year. Oh, and I must see your new apartment. Gotta run."

And Ben let himself out, pausing to give Stephen a high five for finishing his homework so fast.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire moaned and whimpered as Ben rode her hard and fast, her clothing still on, and in disarray, and as they fucked quietly and quickly, with minimal disturbance to their clothing, they were like any typical couple have a quick "nooner".

It was so taboo and so wrong and so fucking exciting to be fucking her brother in law in her marital bed!! She clung to him, and they came together, and it was Claire's best orgasm of the week, by a mile!!

When he gave her the photos, Claire was so shocked, that she fell back onto her ass, and flicked through them, stunned. Dan looked like he was on a Stag weekend!! He was drunk, he was pawing some girl, as she ground herself on him, each picture more alarming than the last, and then, the Pièce de résistance the photo when she realised that the whore on her husband's lap, had a bush that matched her own! It was Abby!!!

Her eyes flew to Ben. What?? What was the meaning of this..... and then, as Ben outlined that she was to put Dan out of her bedroom, using the photos as leaverage, her shock was complete.

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Seven hours later, Dan arrived home, to a now seething Claire. She had arranged for Stephen to go for a sleepover to his buddy's house. There was no dinner awaitng him, no glass of wine, just a furious wife.

"Sit the fuck down Dan!"

He hadn't closed the front door yet! He turned to her, shocked.

"I want a divorce! I want you to fuck off, and I never want to see you again. Clear!! Look what I got in today's post!! LOOK AT IT!! EXPLAIN!"

She threw the photos at him, and she watched the colour drain out of Dan's face. He began to plead, to beg for another chance, to try to excuse his behavour, he began to cry!

Despite Claire's own duplicity, this in no way tempered her fury.

Three hours later, after accusations, threats, and name calling, she capitulated, and allowed Dan to stay, for Stephen's sake, and he would remain in the spare room for a year, and they would reevaluate things then. He was already promising her jewels, crawling to get back in her good books, and ultimately back into her bed.

Dejected, he went to his room, and Claire, and a bottle of Shiraz, went to bed. She texted Ben.

<<Its done! He's in the spare room>>

 

[ezwriter]

Getting ready for bed, Dan's phone buzzed on his dresser.

He saw the false work identity he'd assigned to Claire's number and let out an exasperated sigh. "Idiots, couldn't make coffee in the morning if they didn't text me." He picked up the phone and took it out into the hallway. He glanced at her message. Ben smiled broadly and texted back.

CUM FOR ME.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire fucked herself to a massive orgasm, her body humming with arousal, and feeling so incredibly powerful, so incredibly turned on, she took a couple of shots of her wet, reddened, throbbing pussy, and emailed them to Ben.

<<Thank you Master!! I did! As you can see!! I am still so horny!! You make me so very wet!!>>

 

[ezwriter]

Closing a major deal that afternoon, Ben closed his office door for some personal time. He settled back in his chair, put his feet up on his desk and dialed her number. Claire answered on the first ring.

"Hello my dirty fucktoy... So glad you enjoyed yourself last night. Now it's my turn. Let me hear how filthy you can be on the phone..."

She would hear the metallic clanking of his belt buckle open and his zipper come down.

"I've got my cock in my hand. Let me hear how you get me off."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire answered almost immediately, Ben's voice exciting her no end! His words enflamed her, but she looked around the high end boutique she was currently in, and said "I'll be with you in a moment". She paid for the horrendously expensice little dress she had decided on and left the store.

"I'm just looking for a little privacy, give me a moment!"

Settling on a side street, as the best, and in fact, only option, she began.

"You'er in your office?" she asked, and at his affirmative, she continued.

"How about your dirty lil fucktoy came to your office, closing the door behind me, taking off my coat, dropping it on the floor, I unzip my dress, from neck to hem and open it, revealing my strapless basque and thong, stocking and garter. The only other items I'm wearing are your collar, showing everyone I'm your bitch, and 5" heeled stillettos. I go to my knees, and crawl, slowly, seductivly across the floor, eyes locked with yours, until I reach your desk.

I push your chair back a little, and kneel between your feet, kissing your shoes, nuzzling my way up your inner thighs, freeing you cock, and licking the little bead of precum from the tip. I pump you with my hand, then take your cock into my mouth, my bright red lips encircling your shaft.

You push me under your desk, your hand on my neck, pushing yourself deeper into me. The door opens, and you secretary comes in, ready to take instructions and to tell you your messages, and all teh while, through out the conversation, your dirty little fuck toy is under your desk, giving you head."

 

[ezwriter]

"Yes ...feeding you my cum..." he murmured... as Claire's breathy filthy words came through his phone. And then stifling his moans of pleasure, Ben exploded into a hankerchief.

Then he told her, "Thursday at your new place. Have lunch ready for me." Then Ben clicked off the phone, zipped up and strode down the hall to his 3 o'clock meeting.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire had not been unaffected by her little fantasy. Her pussy was throbbing desperate for attention. She put her phone back in her purse, and stode out of the alley, and back onto the highstreet.

Thursday seemed to take forever to come around, and Claire drove early to the apartment, paking her car, and taking the key operated elevator to the top floor, where her deluxe apartment was located.

She had brought a take away from a deli, and she figured out how to use the coffee maker, and made a pot.

She set lunch out on the granite counter top, and arranged the two high stools at either side, a bottle of chardonnay was chilling in the cooler.

Perfect!!

She waited for him, excited, her imagination running wild.