Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE MAKING OF A CUCKOLD
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No hope of getting them off then. I sighed. I tried to rest.
After half an hour I hard a sound of motor cycle which came near our house and stopped. Then after a few seconds our door bail rang. It must be Sunny I thought.
Our regular bedroom was situated just above this room. After about 10 or fifteen minutes later, I hard some interesting sound. I was sure that It was the squeaking of our regular wooden bed……..upstairs. It continued…… for near about 20 minutes then it stopped suddenly.

Few minutes later I realized that Deepti and Sunny must be taking a shower upstairs as down here in the ground floor bedroom I could hear the surge of water moving through the pipes for the power shower. Lucky him and lucky her……..I thought

I must have managed to doze a little, but not for long as I suddenly woke to find Deepti sitting on the chair next to the bed gently stroking my face.

'Deepti'

'Just thought I would come and see how you were doing'.

'I'd like to say 'fine' ..but as you can see... and my bottom is still on fire and I am stretched out and tied up as if on a rack.'

Deepti looked a little guilty. Then stood up, her expression become stern again.

'It's your own fault. Anyway I did just wonder if you would like me to put some 'ice' on your those
areas which are rather red..'

'Please.' (There I was pleading again!!)
Deepti went to upstairs.
I twisted my head to watch as Deepti returned from the upstairs and lifted off the sheet. I saw an ice bag in her hand. When it was applied... what relief……… It cooled my skin. It felt so good.

I realized I was almost purring with pleasure.

'Feel good?'

'Fantastic.'

'Fancy to have your legs free?'

'And arms?'

'Not those as you deserve to stay here tonight, but I thought it would make it easier if you could move your legs...'

With that Deepti used a pair of scissors to cut the ropes away which had been binding my legs to the end of the bed.

'That's better.'

Deepti stood up again and I looked up.

'Time to go…… Sunny is waiting for me in your bedroom. “Our first round was truly awesome. We are going to do it again and again……..all through the night……….many more rounds I think” she giggled. “Anyway…… I'll come and get you up in the morning after I have taken the children to college. Just stay quiet.'”

Deepti was moving towards the door and I saw something glint which she'd picked up from the desk top.

'Sleep well.' and the doors were closing.

'Oh,' Deepti had just put her head round the door again. 'Just to make sure they do not come in I will lock the door..'

Before I could react the door was closed and I heard the key in the lock being turned. I now knew what the glint in the hand had been.. it had been a key in her hand. The key to this bedroom door. I really was now a prisoner.

I called out softly.. 'Deepti' No answer. I called again

'DEEPTI!'

I was almost shouting, I was scared to wake the kids, although if they had not heard my last shriek on the 5th 'wallop' I doubt the volume I had generated would be heard by them.

All the doors in the ground floor were thick fire doors. Very safe. Very strong and quite good sound proofing if closed properly.

I found myself thinking. I'm a prisoner of my wife... it's scary in a way... and yet... why am I getting hard again?

[i](To Be Continued)
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