Author Unknown

Illustrations by Robert Bishop

Originally published in Bound To Please Vol.  1, No.  9

Scanned by EKrayon, transcribed and edited by guardian46w.

Story Codes: M/f, bondage, rope, gag, punishment, spanking, X

After five years of marriage our sex life was becoming dull.  For five long years David and I had always used the same positions, in the same bed and always at the same time.

I had thought of starting an affair.  In fact, I was openly flirting with a very handsome guy at the office by the name of Bob, but so far it was just flirting.

Yesterday, David picked me up after work and I could tell something was wrong.  I tried to talk with him but he remained silent all the way home.

On our arrival I went straight to the bedroom and began changing my clothes.  I had gotten down to my bra, panties and hose when David spoke for the first time, "I bet you wish Bob could see you like that." 

I was shocked!  How did he know?  I stammered but couldn't think of anything to say.

"Didn't think I'd find out, did you, Lynn?  Well, I did and I mean to take care of the problem right now." 

He advanced toward me and for the first time I noticed the rope in his hands.

"What are you going to do?" I was frantic.  Never before had I seen him like this and the look in his eyes was frightening.

"Don't worry about what I'm going to do.  Just do as I tell you."   Saying this he grasped my wrists and secured them behind my back with a length of the heavy cord.  He pulled my elbows together as tightly as possible and with several turns of the rope they too were immobilized.  This was very uncomfortable as it put tremendous strain on my arms and shoulders.

"Please David, that hurts!  Please stop," I begged.  He paid no attention as rope encircled my body above and below my outthrust breasts.  Another length of cord was attached to the bonds already around my wrists, run down between my thighs and fastened up to the rope below my breasts.  It was pulled tightly into place and I could feel it pressing between my ass cheeks and cunt lips.  It was very humiliating.

"David, if you don't release me this instant I'm going to scream!" I warned.

"Oh, no you won't, because you aren't going to be able to," he sneered, reaching into his hip pocket.  He pulled out something familiar yet frightening.  It was one of his practice golf balls, the kind with the holes, but through it a leather strap had been inserted.

"What the...?" Before I could finish he shoved the ball into my mouth and fastened the strap behind my head, gagging me.

"Now let's hear you scream, little miss high and mighty."   Far from being able to scream, all I could make were muted groans.

Next he bound my legs together at my ankles and above my knees.  I could feel the stout cord biting into the soft flesh.  The final piece of rope was used as a leash around my neck.  Giving it a tug he forced me to follow him into the living room.  With my legs securely bound together I had to hop along behind him.  This was most difficult due to the high heel shoes I was wearing.  Several times I almost fell.

Once in the living room David grasped the back of my neck and forced me to bend over.  The loose end of my leash was tied to the bonds around my ankles forcing me to remain bent over.

Suddenly his hand exploded against my protruding rear.  I almost fell over as blow after blow rained on my buttocks.

"This is what happens to naughty wives who flirt," he laughed.

I wanted to beg him to stop, to promise I would never flirt with another man again, but the gag in my mouth prevented it.

It was all very humiliating and painful but somehow exciting.  To be so totally helpless, bound and gagged, unable to move or speak, was turning me on like nothing I had ever known.  I could feel the wetness between my legs.  More than anything else I wanted to feel David's manliness inside me, filling me.

"So, my little woman is enjoying it!" He stopped spanking me and began to massage my throbbing bottom.  His hand moved between my thighs, rubbing back and forth against my slippery, wet crotch.  His other hand slipped beneath my bra and his fingers teased my already rock-hard nipples, sending spasms of excitement throughout my restrained body.

"You want to be screwed, don't you baby?" I made stiffled mewing sounds through the mouth-filling gag and nodded my head as much as possible trying to let him know how badly I needed it.

"I trust you have learned your lesson," he said as he released the rope which held me unyieldingly in this agonizing bent position.  He untied my ankles, then my knees and finally the rope which had run through my pussy, tormenting yet tantalizing me.  My elbows were next but he paused at my wrists.

"I think we'll leave them just as they are for now, the ones around your boobs, too."   He lowered me gently to the floor and pulled my soaking panties off.  The unbelievably wonderful sensations of my bound arms, the ball gag filling my mouth and David's hard organ entering me combined to send fireworks through my entire body.  One thing I knew for sure, our sex life would never be dull again.