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Alex stood in the bedroom door with his eyes snapped open wide and one of his hands gripping his coat hard enough that it was nearly balled up. The pictures were laid out on the bed in silent testament as to what he'd been doing the last few days of his vacation. Large glossy five by sevens depicted him at various places that he'd visited on his last trip to Boston. The slight brown haired woman that his arms, hands and, admittedly, other parts were touching was most definitely not his wife. He felt the color leave his cheeks as his eyes darted from one to another, each one more damning then the last. Each one worse than the last. Each one showed him in various stages of having been more than unfaithful to his wife.

"Amazing what a check and a camera can produce." The words were short, cold and hard. He whipped around and dropped his coat on the ground to face his wife, Lori.

"It's..." He started to chime in with the age old line that every cheating husband had used. The only line that started to form in his startled mind.

"It's exactly what it looks like." The words were harsher as the hard blue eyes stared up at him. Her hair was pulled away from her face leaving her cheeks angled and her lips compressed in a tight line. Despite being taller he felt smaller as she continued to walk forward until one of her fingers hit him firmly in the chest. "Did you think you wouldn't get caught?"

"I didn't- It was just the one time!" Alex's words sounded weak even to his own ears, but that didn't stop him from saying them.

"Obviously I'm not enough to satisfy you." Lori didn't sound angry, the words almost sounded mocking as the finger against his chest gave another short shove. "If you're so pleased to go catting around, perhaps I should give you more reason to stay home."

"You always.." He felt partially numbed by the sudden verbal attack. What was the right answer? Did what she say meant that she'd forgiven him??

"Obviously not." The words weren't Lori's, they most definitely weren't even female.

Alex didn't have the time to do more than register the male voice before a pair of hands wrapped around his wrists and he felt more then saw someone move up behind him. His eyes snapped open wider and he twisted about as the fingers dug down against his wrists. The firm hold didn't let him pull away, but he could turn his head back to find a man nearly six foot tall grinning at him. Their similar height made it easy to notice that his eyes were nearly the same color blue as his wife's and the smile on his face was more malicious then friendly. The firm grip on his arms gave a pull and his body was yanked backwards bumping against the stranger's chest.

"Now just who do you think you are?!" Alex snarled the words out and yanked forward, only to feel the hands pulling him back so that his arms were forced partially behind his back.

"That's who took care of me last night when he delivered the photos." Lori's voice almost purred the words and he turned his head as she came in closer to him.

"Who.. took..." He felt a sudden rush of embarrassment and anger as his cheeks flushed red. "Get the hell outta my house!"

"If you're looking elsewhere, I'm going to give you somewhere else to look." Lori's hands moved up and suddenly tucked against the edge of his shirt, "And I'll be damned if I have you catting around with women."

"What are you doing?!" He felt almost frantic as the hand gripped harder against the shirt and pulled it up. The man behind him let out a low chuckle.

"Oh I saw you when I took those pictures. I don't think you have the first clue about how to handle one woman, let alone an affair." The voice was deep in his ears as the fingers that held him started to massage just against the curve of his wrists.

"I do too!" Lori's fingers started to pull against his shirt before she stepped back with a laugh.

"No, you don't, so I suppose if you feel the need to roam I'll teach you where you can roam." Her laughter took on a slightly harder edge. "With someone you can please."

Suddenly the hands that gripped his wrists released him and he stumbled forward with a short angry noise. His face felt flushed with anger as he turned around to tell the man to get out, but the words died on his lips. The man stood in the middle of his bedroom without a single article of clothing. His chest was slightly broad, while his body was more lean and muscular. The arms were obviously strong enough to hold him restrained, but Alex couldn't focus on those features. What he could focus on was the fact the stranger was obviously very happy to be in this position. The curved length of him hardened and pressed up along the line of the belly.

Lori's hands gripped his shirt while he was still staring in outrage at the aroused man in his room. The sudden pull drew his shoulders back and any protest he made was muffled as the cloth was pulled over his head. He moved his hands down almost defensively against his bare chest and swung around to face his wife. This was the last straw, how could she behave like this?! He might have been the one to look to other people first, but that wasn't a reason to humiliate him this way. As he turned he made the mistake of looking away from the stranger and a hand gripped down against his lower leg and pulled.

"Easy, Michael, we don't want to hurt him." He dropped to his hands and knees as the other hand pushed down against the small of his back. "Michael has always wanted to have a threesome you know..."

"I'm not interested in men!" He snarled the words out as he tried to swing his upper body back to strike at the stranger.

"Oh neither is Michael, but I think we can make you pretty enough that he won't mind..." The words trailed off and Alex froze in place as he tried to comprehend them. Pretty enough?

Lori leaned over him and he felt the soft familiar brush of her breasts running along the curve of his bare shoulders. The soft material of her shirt sent a shiver down his spine, but there was little he could enjoy of it. Her fingers gripped the edge of his pants and slid downwards until they were teasing just along the curve of his stomach. He felt the button being undone before the waist band went loose and he tried to writhe out from under the hand only to feel it relaxing its touch. With relief he made a bolt forward and tried to surge to his legs to get away from both of them. They were mad!

He got up on his knees easily enough, but as he went forward the hand that had been on his back caught the edge of his pants. The momentum of his lunge to escape pulled not only his pants, but his underwear off. They tugged down his hips and past his ass while he squirmed his way free. Belatedly he tried to move his hand down to capture his clothing, but the gripping hand yanked savagely backwards. He crashed towards his side as his pants and underwear were pulled off his lower body leaving him lying naked on the floor. The flush never left his face as he rolled onto his stomach to cover his nudity.

"Give me those back! This isn't funny!" He snarled the words as he heard the deeper laugh of Michael joined by his wife's.

They didn't give him any other response. A knee slipped down as he lay on the carpet and suddenly dug into the small of his back to keep him in place as Michael's hands reached forward to grip his upper arms. He tried to wriggle and twist them free, but the grip almost bruised him with each turn. The only clue he had that something bad was going to happen was the faint jingle of metal. Cool smooth leather suddenly slipped over his wrists and he twisted his upper body to stare back at his wife. She held what looked like a long broad gauntlet with metal grommets running up the parted middle. Buckles lay undone on either side along with a length of cord.

The odd gauntlet was forced up and over both his arms as the leather stretched to either side. The arms themselves were forced to pull more painfully together behind his back as the grip on his wrists shifted allowing for the arm brace to take its place. He'd barely had time to register a complaint before he felt the leather being tightened as buckles were done. They pulled hard enough that his shoulders bent backwards and his wrists were forced to align, then his forearms. Each creaking pull of the leather bound him more firmly while he tried to pull his arms apart.

"Stop it!" His voice sounded shrill in his own ears as he felt Lori's gentle touch just at the upper part of his arms as she secured the last strap.

"There, now you won't be so swift to wriggle away, mm?" He felt her breath tickle his ear as it so often had in the past. The pink wet flick of her tongue teased along the edge before she moved away.

"I hope you got the right size." Michael's voice was light with humor and the hands that had held him down shifted. The knee moved from the small of his back and he was pulled up onto his knees.

He couldn't even cover himself. He could feel the cool air on his flaccid girth and squirmed in place. The blush traced itself down along his neck as he tried to keep his eyes away from the bedroom mirror, but it did little good. He could feel the naked skin of the man behind him brushing against him. He wanted to push away, but the hold kept him in place as Lori pulled out a dark plastic bag and spread it open. It was the sort of bag any of the little lingerie shops carried for when you didn't want others to know where you'd been. His mouth felt dry as her fingers hooked out a spill of pale lavender silk and pulled it free.

"I believe I did, does this look familiar?" Lori's voice was almost a purr as the silk and lace faux-corset slipped between her fingers. She displayed it to him mockingly.

"No." He lied and gave another jerk against the hands gripping him.

"Are you sure?" His wife's voice hardened with malice before she pulled out a picture that made him groan.

He'd bought it for Carrie. The sweet little brunette that he'd picked up in Boston. She'd worn it for him especially in their hotel, but how they had captured such a detailed picture of her straddling his lap he didn't know. He wanted to storm out, to run away from the situation, but he couldn't. The fact he could feel the hard cock rubbing against the curve of his naked buttocks and, worse, felt something wet and slippery grinding against his skin made it worse. Michael was getting off on this? Where had she found this man?! Alex swallowed convulsively and tried to get away from the touch.

"Lift his arms up." Lori dropped the picture to the floor as she stepped forward. "Since you liked it so much, I'm sure you'll appreciate feeling its silk on your skin again."

"No! I won't! OW!" He let out a pained noise as his arms were lifted back from his body. The bindings bit against his skin as he felt the first bit of silk gliding down along his bare chest.

It caught against his nipples and tickled lower as Lori crouched on her heels in front of him. The familiar tickle of the lace made him squirm back and forth for a moment at the sensual and mental images of just a handful of nights ago. The way Carrie had rubbed it against him and he'd felt it shift beneath her full breasts. As Lori dropped it slower and moved forward to slide the spill of silk around his upper body he became aware that he wasn't unmoved. He could feel his cock thickening and growing heavier at the carnal memories that the sensation evoked. He let out an almost guttural sound as the edge of the silk pulled just above the base of his cock.

"Oh my, you really do like it." Lori's voice purred in his ear as she started to hook the corset onto him. "And just the right size."

"Please, Lori..." He put a plea into his voice as he felt her deliberately drag the silk over his hardening girth. He tried to will it away, but nothing stopped it. His breathing started to come harsher as the last clasp was done up and his arms were allowed to drop down.

"Almost, but not quite." Michael's voice was thoughtful and the masculine hand moved around to brush beneath the edge of the silk and he felt fingers capture the tip of his cock.

"Don't touch me!" Alex snapped out the words, but they were lost in a deep groan as the thumb rubbed back and forth over his tip. His hips shuddered forward briefly.

"That's not what I see your body saying." The man mocked him and then his tone lifted. "I think you should show him those lovely little bottoms you picked out. That should hide his shame."

Alex felt a rush of horrifying and humiliating gratitude at the thought of being able to at least hide the fact that his cock was hard and pressed against his stomach. His body was arched forward as he tried to use the loose edge of the corset to hide it, but the man's touch kept him erect and bared to the room. He barely looked up when he heard the bag rustle and a matching pair of lace edged panties were drawn out. Panties? There wasn't enough material to truly call them that!

Lace made up the bulk of them, the center had a discreet square of silk cloth meant to cover the important parts on a woman. It wasn't enough to do much on a man. He opened his mouth to protest as he was hauled up to his feet and he felt himself being tugged back. The protesting words came out as a sharp cry as he was pulled back into Michael's lap. His body meshed against the nude man's and he could feel one horrible sensation. The heavy cock was sliding up to rest sandwiched just between his rump cheeks. He could feel the tip pushing against the small of his back. Something wet and warm rubbed against his skin as he squirmed.

"I'll hold his legs for you, m'dear." Michael's chin rested against Alex's shoulder, as close as any lovers and he felt the hands gliding down his upper thighs.

He tried to stop the touch, but the hands gripped hard enough to pull his legs up from the ground. His entire body slipped down along the naked chest and stomach. He felt the cock tip pushing up and grinding along the line of his spine while he let out a soft protesting noise. His own balls were brushing against the man's inner thighs and he could even feel them lightly being brushed by Michael's orbs. The only distraction he had was in Lori walking up with a curling smile on her face and rubbing the silk and lace along the edge of his foot. He gave it a slight jerk back just as she slipped it around one ankle and reached for the other.

She didn't yank them upwards, she slowly pulled so that he could feel the lace brushing against his skin. The silk rubbed and teased higher up along his inner legs while he arched his back and let out a shallow whimper. It was sensual and pleasurable, despite the fact he could feel hips grinding just beneath him. His own cock pulsed against his belly while he muted a groan and leaned his head back. His breath came out in a rush while his hips were forced up higher as the panties were drawn up and around his outer thighs. The silk brushed its way all the way up until he could feel it cupping just under his balls.

"Might not fit so well with you like this." Lori's voice laughed softly and one of her fingers pulled at his tip lightly, "But I think we can make it work."

"This isn't funny.." He blurted the words out as his balls were being tucked up against the material and they were snugged tighter against his body.

"Perhaps not, but it is what you wanted." Lori gave another tug and his hips were raised up and away from Michael's cock. He twisted as the slide allowed the sheer lace to wrap over the curve of his rump cheeks. "There, all pretty."

Alex's flush made it feel as his heart was beating in his ears as he was pulled back and he felt the hips grinding against him. The cock pushed against the silk and lace while one of Michael's legs pushed up and forced his own apart. They spread to either side of the lap and he glared up at his wife. The outline of his hard cock was seen against the material that it was forced over. He trembled slightly and tried to pull his hips up, but the man's arms wrapped around his waist as he gave another grind upwards. The wetness clung against his skin as he began to pant shallowly.

"I think he's still all worked up, Lori." Michael's voice mocked softly. "Perhaps we're being selfish. He should get what he deserves..."

"True, we wouldn't want him to feel neglected in his pretty new outfit." One of her hands stroked over his silk covered cock and he gave a harsh sound.

"I don't think he deserves you, not after the way he disrespected you." Michael's hands pulled harder and Alex shuddered as he felt the cock tip rubbing and pushing the panties into the crease of his ass.

"I know what he deserves." There was malice, amusement and a hint of arousal in those few words.

Alex stammered out a question that was ignored as he felt the fingers rubbing against the edge of the new pale purple panties. They tugged slightly until he felt the tip of his cock slipping out from over the edge. The wetness beaded right at the tip and stained the material darkly. The touch nearly made him buck up against her, but it was all too brief as she moved to the bed stand drawer. The small white jar was opened up and he wrinkled his nose slightly at the mingled scent of honey and almond butter. One of those all natural creams she was so fond of using.

He didn't have a chance to ask what it was for before the cold cream was rubbed over his cock tip. Her fingers moved down and delved into his pants as she started to massage it along his turgid length. His hips pushed harder back against Michael, not even caring that the back of the panties were being worked down against the curve of his ass. The fingers massaged and rubbed from his base to tip until he felt a drooling silvery drop of precum welling out and he let out a moan deep in his throat. The moan trailed off into a sharp hiss and groan of protest as the fingers slipped free and away from him. His cock half pushed out of the panties as he sat in his wife's lover's lap.

"Muk!" Lori's voice came out slightly higher pitched and ended in a shrill whistle as she opened the door.

Alex's eyes widened as she called towards one of their dogs. A large black Labrador who was normally kept outside on warm nights. Why was he inside? He heard the clatter of nails on the floor and stairs before his attention was sharply deviated from anything but the man behind him. He felt a tug at the panties a moment before the thick cock head pushed up and wedged just between his ass cheeks. He tensed them up with an angry noise only to feel it pushing harder upwards until he felt it grinding right up against his pucker. Alex's breath caught in his throat as he pushed with his bound hands against the chest and stomach.

"Good boy, there's my fine lad.." Lori's voice was a distant sound as the hands on his hips suddenly pulled him backwards.

He let out a sharp cry as the cock spread open his tight anal ring slowly. The slippery precum spread over the opening and pushed its way inwards as the head began to spread the muscles wider and wider. He arched his back and writhed as he tried to clench them down to force the girth back out, but the hands on his hips wouldn't allow him to put away. The first few inches started to work their way in almost painfully slow, the bare flesh tugging and pulling along his inner passage until a groan was forced out of his lips. Nothing had ever felt like this, he'd never been prepared for something like this!

A hot broad tongue snapped him out of the sudden rush of humiliating emotions. It ran up around his cock tip with a lewd wet sound as the tip snapped along the glans and then downwards. He stared down wild-eyed to find Muk's broad head strained between his legs. His wife lightly straddled the dog's sides and back as she guided the head towards his cock. The hot red tongue swirled around busily as it lapped up the sweet cream that had been rubbed on him. Worse, it felt more erotic then his wife's fingers had! The soft flesh rubbed and teased over his tip almost making him forget the thick inches driving into him.

His walls rippled and clenched in protest as he was forced backwards. Every dribble of precum was spilled out to run along the inner passage and slickened him further. When it was coupled with Muk's long sensitive tongue it left Alex shaking and rolling his hips up against the muzzle. The tongue drove down and forced the panties lower as the wet noises increased when Muk wrapped his tongue around the base of his hardened shaft. The moist breath tickled along with the whiskers as Michael drove his hips up harder.

Alex bucked up in the grip and let out a moan as the tip drove deeper and grazed over a place inside of him that sent a thrill of pleasure through him. His cock pulsed and to his horror he watched as a splatter of silvery precum hit against his dog's muzzle. Muk didn't seem to notice or care as his long dexterous tongue continued the unhurried torturous strokes. He forced his eyes up to find his wife watching with her lips half parted and her eyes lidded at the sight in front of her. Her entire body and pose seemed to reflect the arousal she received from watching him being violated by her lover. He choked out a sound that soon became a cry as the hips pushed up and he was tucked down.

The curve of his ass was cupped firmly in the cup of Michael's hips, the cock suddenly drove in and he felt it pulse before a wet dribble of precum flowed into him. The hips drew back only a few inches before thrusting forward again, jarring Alex against the lap as the dog's cool nose pushed against the tip of his cock. The hot tongue worked in long strokes as it sought out every bit of the cream that had been spread over him. It seemed oblivious to the fact that his master was being taken, instead the dog had a single minded chase for every last drop it could find.

It was torture, but it didn't matter, his body was trembling with desire. The sensation of the hot tongue tip gliding over his cock tip had him rocking his hips forward against it. Michael's shaft started to move in long purposeful thrusts that bounced him up and pulled him down again. The sway of his orbs were caught against the other mans while he was pulled back and he felt the hips grinding up against him. The other man's hands moved up and stroked over the silk corset that bound against his upper body, they teased and stroked gently as the pace started to increase.

Alex tried not to look at his wife. His cheeks burned with humiliation of not only being taken, but the fact his cock was pulsing and hard, his hips rising up to meet Muk's muzzle. The dog's tongue gave him more and more sensation as the licks became harder and more intense as he tried to get more of his treat. He tried to think of something, anything else, but the steady movements were forcing him up and dropping him down rapidly. The moment he felt the broad tongue dragging right over his tip again he lost his control. His walls tightened until he could feel every inch of the shaft buried inside of him as he thrust upwards.

His cock twitched and swelled before the tip erupted out in a thick strand of seed that spilled out. Muk's yelp and the scrabble of claws on the ground was heard as his balls tightened and relaxed through his orgasm. He was dimly aware that he was pulling and flexing around the shaft driven into his rump. He squirmed his hips backwards and rolled harder as the flesh pulled and rubbed inside of him. The humiliating orgasm came to an end as he heard a soft laugh in front of him. His eyes opened to find Lori standing there looking at him as he was being rocked in her lover's lap.

"I guess the dog wasn't that interested in what you had to offer either." Her retort made his cheeks flame red before Michael's deep groan made his attention refocus.

The hips surged up against him and he snapped his eyes open wide as he felt the cock tip starting to spread open wider. He wriggled and twisted slightly, but the hands that gripped his hips didn't let him move away. Instead they forced him up closer as the balls ground up against him and he felt the first pulse ripple through his passage. He let out a cry of denial as the sudden rush of seed spilled out into his body. He could feel it, slippery and heavy as it was flung deep inside of him as his walls continued to pulse. The movements made him squirm his hips and come to a trembling stop Michael's fingers kept him firmly in place.

He felt each pulse, each splash, everything inside of him as his anal passage was marked. His cheeks burned in humiliation and it was only compounded by the fact the corset he wore was similarly marked. The pearly seed dribbled against the edge of his softening tip while he remained in place. He wanted to cry, but his body felt slightly light as it relaxed from his orgasm. His eyes moved away from the grinning Lori to look down to see Muk licking his forepaw and muzzle busily. The large heavy Labrador sprawled out on his side.

"Poor Muk..." Lori crouched down next to the glossy black dog and ran her fingers along his side. The caress was gentle and the large tail thumped against the ground.

"A shame your Tink is spayed." Michael's voice was panting and Alex tried to ignore it. Tried to ignore the feel of the cock starting to soften inside of him. "He's been left out."

"So have I!" Lori tilted her head back with a grin, her eyes still bright with arousal. "I think we can fix it though."

"Oh I know how to fix you, my dear." Alex opened his lips and then sealed them in humiliation at the deep suggestive tone the man had for his wife. "But what about poor, Muk, hmm?" Hands rubbed against his hips as he was rocked upwards again.

"I think I know of a bitch he can have..." Her eyes shifted and to his horror Alex found himself pinned in place by her gaze. He swallowed roughly and waited for her to laugh at this new terrifying joke. "Why don't you help him onto his knees and we'll see about solving our problems."

"At least he's lubricated enough to take it all." Michael's voice came from a distance as Alex was left staring at the pair of them in horror. How had he gotten into this?!

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