Anger Made My Wife a Slut Ch. 23

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Author’s Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL.

We arrived back at Darby’s hotel around two in the morning. My body was very sore and so I took a long hot bath. Most of what had taken place in the previous two days was fantastic. The session in the dungeon room that I had been the subject of was terrific but, in the end, it went a little too far. No doubt after I had seen the video, I would change my mind and look back on it fondly.

My body was still sore when I woke up so I went to the spa to get some TLC. A couple of hours later I felt more like my normal self so I went to Darby’s living room to see what was happening.

Darby was sitting on a sofa watching the day’s business news.

“Hello my dear! How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Much better now thanks. Where’s Anna?”

“I let her go home. She had more than paid her husbands’ debt.”

“I think she enjoyed herself. Perhaps she’ll want to come back one day.”

“I hope so.” He replied. “Would you like a drink?”

I noticed that he already had a glass and so I accepted his offer.

“I’ll have a white rum and coke.”

He went over to the bar to make my drink and I turned my attention to the TV.

My drink was a little too heavy on the rum but didn’t say anything.

We started to talk about the events of the past few days, what I enjoyed and what I didn’t and I had to admit that I enjoyed everything except the highest setting on the vibrator.

As the conversation went on, I began to notice that my nipples and pussy had begun to tingle. I knew the conversation was mainly about my sexual exploits but it was unusual for it to affect me like this. Then it dawned on me. Darby had spiked my drink.

“How dare you! You spiked my drink didn’t you. How dare you!”

“Easy girl. It won’t hurt you.”

“That’s not the point. You have no right to do such a thing!”

“Don’t you trust me? Do you think I’d try to harm you? It’s just something to heighten your senses. If you don’t trust me, you may as well go home now.”

“I don’t want to go home but you shouldn’t have drugged me”.

“Believe me, in about four hours you’ll be back begging for more.”

We sat and reminisced for a while and then he suggested that we go downstairs and see how his hotel renovations were coming along.

“First we need to get you something to wear”.

He took me to the wardrobe room and he had a short conversation with Suzy, his wardrobe girl. She looked over at me and then turned to Darby and nodded. Ten she turned and disappeared behind some clothes racks. A minute or so later she re-appeared carrying a white silk dress, a dog collar and a pair of leather handcuffs.

I smiled. This was going to get interesting.

The dress was a loose-fitting tube which was held up only by a single string that tied just above my boobs. The dog collar was fastened around my neck. I was told to put my hands behind my head. The cuffs were put on my wrists and were then fastened to the dog collar. A leash was also then fastened to the dog collar

“Ok!” Let’s go and see who’s downstairs.”

Suzy took hold of the leash and led me like a dog towards the elevator.

As Darby, Suzy and I walked to the elevator, I was amazed at how good the silk felt against my body, especially against my nipples.

We took the elevator down to the hotel lobby. The renovations were clearly in progress but there was nobody working at that moment. We heard noise coming from the ballroom, and went to investigate.

There were about a dozen guys working at various things. Darby approached the foreman and asked him to have his men stop work for a moment.

When the guys had downed tools and gathered around Darby announced “I want to thank you for the excellent work that you all are doing. Dino, would it be ok if your guys took a break?”

Dino looked at Suzy and I. Suzy was still holding the leash. I felt very vulnerable.

“Guys, it’s time for a break!”

“Janice, are you ready to entertain these gentlemen?” Darby asked.

I nodded my head.

“And how are you going to entertain them?”

“Any way they want.” I replied.

“Hear that guys? She will do anything you want.” Darby announced.

He motioned to Suzy to pull the string that held the silk dress up.

She pulled it and the dress slipped easily off and gathered around my ankles. Then she motioned me to step out of it.

I stood there naked except for the cuffs, dog collar and leash. There was silence in the room as the guys stared at my naked body. Suzy took a key from Darby and undid the cuffs. It was a relief not having my hands behind my head. Then she pushed me very roughly in the back and I fell to my knees. Another push and I was on my hands and knees. She walked me in a wide circle like a dog. My tits were swaying from side to side and as I passed each guy, he would have gotten a good ankarada sakso çeken escortlar view of my ass and pussy.

She stopped and yanked on the leash to let me know that she wanted me on my knees. I got up onto my knees and she tapped each knee with her foot to make me part my legs.

“What would like these guys to do”.

“I want them to fuck me.” I replied. I knew that that was what she wanted to hear.

“And where would you like them to fuck you?”

“Anywhere they want.” Again, I knew that that was what she wanted to hear.

She pushed me back onto my hands and knees and said “Ok guys, come and get it.”

The guys hesitated for a moment and then Dino, their foreman, got down behind me, undid his pants and fucked me. As soon as he was finished two guys came over. One fucked my pussy and the other fucked my face. It was all very frantic and would not normally be very satisfying except for the pill that Darby had put in my drink.

When the guys had had their fill, I was told to stand up and we went in search of other groups.

A couple of hours later we were back in Darby’s suite.

The drug had pretty much worn off and, as he predicted, I asked for another.

“I have some friends coming over later. Why don’t you wait until then?”

“Ok.” I was disappointed but I knew that I had something to look forward to in the evening.

Darby was sitting in the middle of the couch and I went over to him and straddled his legs.

“How are we going to entertain ourselves until your friends come over?” I took his hands and placed them on my tits. He gently squeezed and caressed them for a while and then I moved one of his hands down to my vagina. He moved his hand slowly back and forth and my breathing became ragged. I wasn’t even slightly embarrassed when I shuddered to an orgasm.

“I have never met a woman who needs, wants and enjoys sex as much as you do.” He laughed.

“I’ve spent my whole life being repressed, oppressed and depressed. Those days are gone. I’ll do anything anywhere and anytime. I was brought up to believe that the purpose of sex was solely to make a baby. Now I’m in love with a guy who loves me enough to encourage me to enjoy myself and you provide me with the platform to fulfil my wildest dreams. You have to bear in mind though that the only person that I make love to is my husband.”

We sat and chatted about life for a couple of hours until Darby told me to stand up. He slapped my ass and told me to go and get cleaned up and then go and see Suzy again.

“She knows what I want.”

I made my way to Darby’s bathroom and had a long shower and then laid down on his bed to rest.

Fitz came into the bedroom and woke me up. He had brought a tray of food for me.

“Darby would like you in his living room in about forty minutes.”

“Ok, thanks Fitz. I’ll be there.”

I ate sparingly and then made my way to see Suzy. Instead of the bossy bitch that I had seen earlier she was very modest and helpful. My outfit for the evening consisted of a pair of heels, a bikini top that just about covered my nipples and very little else and a pair of tiny crotchless panties.

When I got back to Darby’s living room, I noticed that the furniture had been moved around a bit. A large square coffee table had been cleared and four armchairs were placed around it. I was a little disappointed that there were only four chairs.

Darby occupied one of the chairs, his friend the doctor who had flown up from the US to advise on my husbands’ treatment when he was in the hospital, sat in another. The two remaining chairs were occupied by younger guys that I had never seen before.

“How is your husband?” The doctor asked.

“He is improving. Still way underweight and very little energy but he’s doing ok thanks to you and Darby.”

“Well, it’s very nice to see you again.” He said as his eyes roamed from my barely covered tits to my exposed pussy. “I hope to see more of you later.”

“Well, there isn’t much more to see but you are quite welcome to it.”

“Janice, would you be so kind as to bring us some drinks?” Asked Darby.

“Of course. What can I get everyone?”

I took their drink orders and went to make them. When I served them, I made sure that I stood close to the guys and my exposed pussy was on display. I put the tray on the coffee table and bent at the waist to serve them. My boobs jiggled as I bent and I was desperately hoping that perhaps my nipples would be visible.

“Janice, normally Fitz would be serving us snacks and goodies but I have given him the night off. Would you be so kind and go to the kitchen and bring us whatever they have ready?”

I went to the kitchen and returned with plates, cutlery and napkins. Then I went and picked up two trays of food.

Even though there were only four guys they kept me busy fetching food and drinks and taking away empty plates.

I knew that once there were no more plates, I would become the entertainment. While I made elvankent prezervatifsiz sikişen escortlar another run to take plates back to the kitchen, Darby mixed me a “special” drink. Twenty minutes later I was tingling all over. There were a few more things to return to the kitchen and, as I made my way there and back my nipples grew alarmingly.

When I got back to the living room the guys took notice. One of the younger guys took his drink off of the coffee table and put it on a side table. I looked at Darby in the hope that he would give me a sign. He gave me a subtle nod and picked up a remote and pressed a single button. A slow lazy jazz song started. I kicked off my heels and stepped up onto the coffee table. The music made me feel so sensual and I swayed in time to it. I reached behind my back and pulled the string and my bikini top swung free. I didn’t undo the string behind my neck for some time as I was enjoying the tease of not removing the garment completely. When I felt like I had teased them enough I pulled the other string and my top fell away. I played with my breasts for a little while and than went around the table letting the guys play with them.

My crotchless panties were pretty much useless anyway so I eased them off soon after I lost my top. Dancing naked on a coffee table for four guys was very intimate. I gave them plenty of open leg poses and then I invited them to touch.

I offered the doctor the first feel by leaning forwards and swinging my boobs. He put his hands underneath them and lifted them as if he was weighing them. Then I lay on my side and lifted one leg up. He placed his hand on my calf muscle and then gradually ran his hand up the inside of my leg until he hit pussy. I felt his fingers penetrate me and I pushed down onto them.

I sat up and leaned back with my hands behind me and then I parted my legs. I squeezed my pussy muscles to make it wink at him.

After I had repeated the show several times over for each guy I stood up and the doctor gave me his hand to help me down off of the table. I kept hold of his hand and lead him and the other guys to Darby’s bedroom. I had been fucked many times on that bed and I knew it was large enough to entertain several guys on.

I helped the guys’ strip and, when they were all naked, I got onto my hands and knees. In short order I had cocks in my mouth and my pussy. The pounding continued for several hours but eventually we were all exhausted.

I slept between Darby and the doctor and more than once during the night I was woken and fucked.

When I woke up in the morning the doctor was already showered and dressed. He had an early flight to catch. Darby and I showered together and, as he was getting dressed, the two young guys came in and I showered with them too. When we were all showered, I was fucked again by the two young guys while Darby watched.

The two young guys got dressed and left and Darby took off for a meeting with his accountant.

I went into the living room in all my natural glory and sat down to watch video of the previous evenings action.

Darby came back late in the afternoon and told me to be ready to leave at 7. I knew better than to ask him what the plan for the evening was.

I made sure I was ready to leave at 7 and Darby and I and a friend of his that I had never met before made our way down to the garage. Dave was ready for us and soon we were out in the city streets. We didn’t have far to drive and soon pulled up outside the same sleazy strip club that I had stripped in just after the Reparations Dinner weekend.

Same as the previous time I was given a pair of sandals and escorted naked down the alleyway to the staff entrance while Darby and his friend headed for the front entrance.

The door was opened as soon as Dave knocked and we went inside. I was taken to the dressing room while Dave went back outside to look after the limo.

The changing room hadn’t changed much but had at least been brightened up a little. I took a look at the main room itself and that didn’t look any different at all. The only real change was that, where there used to be a series of storage rooms there were now a series of private lap dancing rooms.

Back in the changing room I was told to sign a waiver by the club’s owner. The waiver basically indemnified the owner and the club itself in the event of loss of personal property, injury or death inside the club. It also included a clause that banned “sexual activities” in the private room. The sexual activities included but were not limited to intercourse, oral sex or manual masturbation.

Everyone associated with the club knew that this was the most ignored clause in the waiver.

I didn’t recognise any of the other girls in the dressing room. I supposed that the turnover was high in all of these clubs.

There were six girls in the dressing room. Three of them white, two black and to my surprise a really exotic looking girl whose background was clearly Indian sincan gece kalan escortlar or Pakistani.

My next surprise was that my outfits from the other time I stripped at the club were hanging on a rack with my name on them. I had lost some weight since then so I didn’t think that they were any use to me. However, they had been altered to fit my new body. I was told that I had to do two stripteases on stage and the rest of the time I was to spend table dancing. That was fine by me.

I tried on my cowgirl outfit and it fit perfectly. I was told that I was second in line after the next girl. I limbered up a bit and waited my turn. When my turn came, I marched purposefully out onto the stage. It was Saturday night and the club was packed. All of a sudden, I felt very nervous. Just like the first time I had stripped there I realised that the only way I could make it work was to embrace and enjoy it. By the time I was topless I had overcome my fears. Showing my private parts to hundreds complete strangers spurred me on. I knew that I was not allowed to let people touch me but it didn’t stop me from getting my tits or pussy within inches of the audience.

With my first show over it was time to get out into the crowd and do some table dances. I found out that I was allowed to sit on a guy’s lap and rub my ass on his groin or sit on his legs while facing him and put my tits within inches of his face but he was not allowed to touch. The same rules applied to the private rooms but, as there were no cameras, there was no way of stopping it. The condom machines in the corridor next to the private rooms were a real giveaway!

I put my red bikini on and picked up a cash pouch. The table dances and lap dances in the private rooms were cash only for obvious reasons.

I strolled around for several minutes until a guy at the back of the hall stopped me. I told him the price per song and asked him how many songs he wanted.

“That depends how good you are.” He replied.

“That’s fair.” I realised that if I felt uncomfortable, I could stop it dead by dancing badly.

Halfway through the first song I took my top off. I spent the remainder of the song swinging my tits in front of his face and then standing up and pulling my bikini bottom tight against my pussy. He paid for two more songs and I danced naked while rubbing my body against his.

My next table dance started off badly when the guy put his hand on my bum. I swatted it away and that offended him. I reminded him of the rules and he disagreed and stormed angrily out of the club.

I made my way back into the dressing room and was told that that all of the girls that were scheduled to strip that night had turned up. Consequently, I wasn’t required to strip on stage again but I was welcome to stay and lap dance.

I didn’t realise but my lap dances were getting more and more risqué. I offered a dance to a really cute looking young guy. He accepted and I started to dance. He was sitting on a padded bench right up against the back wall of the club. My top came off early in the first song. My bikini bottom came of in the second song. I put my right foot on the bench near his left leg and then my left foot next to his right leg. I started dancing and then I looked down at him and realised that my vagina was just inches from his face. I don’t know what came over me but, when he looked up at my face, I made a licking motion with my tongue. He leaned forward an inch or so and copied my motion just as I got a little closer to him. I felt his warm breath and then his tongue against my pussy. I quickly pulled away from him.

When the song was over, I put my bikini back on and made my way back to the dressing room. A heavy-set man wearing a “Security” t-shirt came up to me and said “You only get one warning. Next time you’re out of here.

“I’m sorry. It was an accident.” I pleaded.

“Doesn’t matter. Don’t do it again,”

I rested a while and then went out for more lap dances. I danced for several guys and then one asked me for a private show. He was an average looking white guy. We found an empty room and went in. When the first song started, I began to dance. I new that I could be far dirtier in here that I could out in the hall. When I was naked, I started to rub my body against his. I turned onto my back and grabbed his hands and put them on my tits. I let him play with them for a while. Then I took one of his hands and pushed it down towards my slit.

He started to fondle me and I felt a finger enter me. I let him play a little longer and then I scrambled down between his legs. I undid his pants and pulled his dick out. I pumped it several times and then put my mouth on it. I sucked for about fifteen seconds before I felt him spurt. I spat his come onto his pants and then stood up and dressed. I left the room and headed straight to the dressing room. I found Dave and told him “Time to go.”

He, in turn, called Darby and we went back into the alley and into the limo. Darby arrived soon after and we started out back towards the hotel. Darby reminded me that I was required to be naked in the limo and I quickly took my bikini off.

As we rode the elevator up to Darby’s apartment, I told him that I was really tired. He looked at me and said “I know. You haven’t had a full night’s sleep since you got here. Go find a bedroom and get some rest. You won’t be disturbed.”

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