Laundro2 

The night after my trip into decadence and debauchery. I struggled with
my conscience for hours. My face would blush with feelings of 
humiliation but at the same time the stiffening of my nipples and my 
own unwanted lubrication let me know I found something I hadn't had 
before. I vowed to put and end to such silliness but every time I went 
to throw away the card I couldn't do it. Long after the baby was in 
bed, I asked my husband to come to bed so we could talk. I wanted to 
pour out my desires and have wild wonderful sex. I changed into my 
sexiest outfit and waited. I finally went back out to the living room 
and he was snoring with the game still on. I just went to bed. 

The next day I spent with my child, trying to forget the images I saw on
the monitor. I lasted till his nap. I lay down for a few minutes to 
take a break and the images and feelings came flooding in. Before I 
knew it I was rocking through an intense orgasm with my hand firmly 
imbedded between my legs. I rolled over, still sweaty, and got the card 
and made the call. 

A pleasant male voice answered. I told him I had been given the number
by Bill and was asked to call. The person on the phone said he had been 
looking forward to meeting me after seeing my photo shoot. I blushed 
and was speechless. He asked if I could come in that afternoon. I told 
him no but I could in the midmorning the next day. He asked me how they 
should prepare. Would I like to so some Bikini or Lingerie shots or 
just fully clothed? I replied I wasn't sure so the man suggested I do a 
Bikini wax just in case and bring a few sexy things from home. He also 
asked me to wear a skirt so he could see my legs and something low cut 
to show my cleavage. He made the appointment and told me he would enjoy 
watching the shoot the next day. I said goodbye and realized the 
concept of my pictures being seen or even worse of being watched was 
tremendously exciting as well as being humiliating. 

I packed a little bag of outfits I am sure they would like and took a
nice soak in the tub. I decided to trim my pubic hair, as recommended, 
just in case. I got a bit carried away and ended up shaving off 
everything. I hadn't been completely bald down there for quiet a while. 
I finished just before the baby woke up. 

After dinner my husband made no mention of sleeping on the couch last
night and after he ate went straight to his home office. I slipped into 
his office later and sat in his lap. This time he got the message and 
we had sex right there on his desk. 

The next morning I felt both refreshed and excited. I knew I was, in a
way, cheating on my husband, but I rationalized that the money would be 
real handy and I had to do some things for myself. I did my hair and 
makeup. Threw on a set of sweats to cover up my very best Bra and panty 
set. Grabbed my bag I had packed and headed out the door to take my son 
to preschool. 

I stopped at the gas station around the corner from the school and ran
into the ladies room to change. I slipped my sweats into my bag, 
fluffed out my hair, darkened my lipstick, and put on a short little 
black skirt as well as a really tight jersey top. It had cute little 
cap sleeves and had a lace up front. The top ended about two inches 
short of my skirt. I slipped on some hi-heel sandals and headed for the 
car. I felt like a slut but I was also tremendously excited. I caught 
the Gas station guy giving me the eye as I went to my car. Minutes 
later I was knocking on the door marked ERM Images Inc. 

Bill answered the door and led me inside. He complimented me on my
appearance and led me into a large studio. Music was playing, and 
equipment was everywhere. Bill introduced me to Darrian, the man I had 
talked to on the phone. He was a younger very large black man. He 
looked like a football player. Darrian swooped in and gave me a quick 
hug and a pat on the fanny and told me he was looking forward to today. 
I know I blushed. Bill asked if I had considered doing Lingerie and I 
told him I guess I would. He gave me the two hour minimum fee in cash 
and I put it in my purse. 

The thought of two total strangers not only seeing me in my underwear
but also tying me up till I was completely helpless was getting me 
worked up. Bill led me to a couch and asked me to sit down. I did so 
and he brought me a pair of Black Ankle strap Hi heels. The heels had 
to be at least 5 inches tall. As I reached down to buckle them my skirt 
crept up my thigh. I was aware of both men watching me and Bill began 
to take pictures. The monitor showed a petite, attractive strawberry 
blonde in a very short skirt reaching to her ankles. My heart rate was 
going up. 

Bill had me pose in different ways. I stood and twirled bent at the
waist and finally with my ass towards them reached to the floor keeping 
my knees straight. I could tell they could see my Burgundy lace thong 
Panties. Darrian was keeping up a running commentary. Telling me how 
cute I looked and how I was making him hot. He said stuff like show 
that ass baby. I was getting very turned on. Bill asked me to take my 
Bra off and leave on the shirt. I unhooked it and slipped it out from 
under and my nipples were rock hard. He had me sit again but this time 
I sat in a large wooden chair with arms. 

Darrian was behind me and he pushed my hair up and asked me to hold it
there. I reached above my head as Bill continued to take pictures. 
Darrian Slipped a thick Black leather collar around my neck and buckled 
it closed. It made it almost impossible for me to move my head. He kept 
petting me and talking to me. He slipped my arms over the back of the 
chair and I felt Cold steel snap shut around my wrists. I was sitting 
on the edge of the chair with my feet together straining to see what he 
was doing. Bill just kept walking and shooting pictures. On the monitor 
all you could see was a frightened woman and a rough looking pair of 
hands forcing her to do his bidding. I was panting and my panties were 
sopping wet. When I got close to an orgasm I felt a stinging slap on my 
face. I looked at Darrian with tears in my eyes and he said I didn't 
tell you could cum yet Bitch. And pulled my hair into a tight pony 
tail. I knew I still had the safe word but I just couldn't use it. 

My elbows were strapped together very tight with a leather strap and my
handcuffed wrists were attached to the back of the chair. My knees were 
lifted one at a time over the arms of the chair and a leather cuff was 
fastened to each ankle. They were then chained to the back of the 
chair. My legs spread lewdly and my panty covered pussy just barely 
covered by the hem of the skirt. Darrian stood close to me and gently 
caressed my face. He belted my knees to the arm of the chair and smiled 
at me and told me I was a good girl. His hands had free access to my 
body. Bill continued to take pictures as Darrian whispered in my ear 
and let his hands roam freely where they may. He reached between my 
legs and flicked my skirt up. On the Monitor was a closeup of my 
Burgundy covered pussy. Darian carefully caressed my pussy lips and I 
was again approaching an orgasm. He snatched my head back with his 
other hand and told me I had to ask nicely. I whimpered and asked 
Please can I cum? He just laughed at me and jerked on my panties hard. 
The wet material disappeared between my smooth shaven pussy lips. I 
could see them in great detail on the screen. 

Bill was getting more and more close-ups of me. Darrian reached to my
tummy and jerked up my top till the bottom of my tits were exposed. My 
nipples were covered but it was obvious from the pictures I was almost 
topless. I again asked please and he again laughed. I realized both he 
and Bill now had there cocks out and were stroking themselves right in 
front of me. My legs were released and I was quickly stood up on my 
towering Hi heels. My skirt was unzipped and I stood in just shoes 
panties and a bunched up top. Darrian grabbed my top and pulled it all 
the way off. I protested  but Darrian said to me Bill isn't taking 
pictures of your tits Girl. I looked up at the monitor and I could only 
be seen from behind. The pony tail was almost on top of my head so my 
nude back and tiny thong panties were clearly visible.The woman on the 
screen looked completly helpless. She was tightly secured ina stiff 
black leather collar and her arms were bound behind her in Leather and 
steel. 

A wide leather belt was wrapped around my chest and buckled. My nipples
were barely covered and My breasts bulged lewdly out from above and 
below the belt. Bill was circling again and darrian was rubbing his 
hand down my back and fondling my ass.  A chain appeard from nowhere 
and was clipped to my handcuffs. It was lifted and my arms still bound 
at wrist and elbow went steadily up. I was forced to bend over the 
chair that was now in front of me. My shoulders burned and my breasts 
ached but my pussy was on fire. I was still asking for relief and the 
men just smiled. My ankles were kicked roughly apart and chained to the 
chair legs. Darrian reached from behind and pulled back my ponytail. It 
was tied tightly to my panties. My head and back were now arched and my 
panties wedged firmly in my ass and pussy. Breathing with the posture 
collar was difficult. Darrian whispered to I was a tied up slut that 
wanted to be used. At that moment I knew he was right. He was still 
caressing me. My image in the monitor was erotic and scary at the same 
time. 

I realized that these two men could do anything with me they wanted and
I couldn't stop them. I again got very close to a mindblowing orgasm. A 
sharp slap on my nearly naked ass brought me back. Both the men had 
erections. Darrian's was a huge black monster. I had never seen a penis 
that larger before. Bills jutted lewdly from his pants and danced as he 
moved around taking more and more pictures. Darrian finally said to me 
Little white bitch if you suck my cock I will let you cum but you have 
to beg to suck my big black cock. I knew what I was doing was wrong and 
that I had gone way beyond anything I had ever even dared to dream 
about but I heard my self begin to beg Darrian to suck his big black 
cock. 

He stood in front of the chair. His big dick right at eye level. I could
see the veins pulsing and the precum ooze from the tip. He rubbed the 
head on my face. I allowed my softening lips to fall open he guided his 
dick into my mouth. I could see Bill put down the camera out of the 
side of my eye. As Darrian eased his giant cock down my throat I fought 
the gag reflex. I could feel my panties separate and fly off of my 
body. My arms were still held firmly straight up and my head was rolled 
all the way back by the invader deeply lodged in my throat. I realized 
I could only breath on Darrian's upstroke. I felt a raging cock rub my 
now nude ass and became aware of Bill getting ready to fuck me. They 
must have had a signal because they both pushed together. I was impaled 
between them. Darrian's course Pubic hair was buried in my nose and 
Bill was all the way in my cunt. My legs collapsed but the chair 
supported me. I was no longer aware of reality as wave after wave of 
pleasure washed over me. I began to get faint and light headed as I 
felt Darrian pull out. Geysers of hot sticky liquid hit my face and 
hair Bill grunted and drove as deep as he could. His weight settled 
into me and I quivered through another series of orgasms. I was finally 
released and had to support myself on the chair because my legs were 
still jello. 

Darrian was on the phone and Bill showed me to the bathroom. I cleaned
up and recovered my cloths. Bill told me to be back on Tueday about the 
same time and I said ok. I slipped on my top and skirt and left in a 
daze. I realized I should have put on my sweats so I pulled into the 
gas station I was at just a little over an hour ago. I hurried into the 
ladies room and quickly changed into my sports bra and sweats. My jaw 
and pussy were still sore but I was more satisfied than I had ever been 
before.The gas station guy gave me a big all knowing smile when I left. 
As picked my son from school, I wondered if the money was worth my 
total degradation. I had just had sex with two complete strangers while 
tied up and been paid for it. Somehow I still thought of myself as a 
loving mother and wife. Deep inside I knew I couldn't stop.