She was thrilled.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how much this means to me."
"Yes, I do Steve," she told him. "It was my lucky day when I met you."
CHAPTER SIX
When Melinda got home that evening, her husband was in great haste to tell her about a new idea he had developed.
"I'd like to have some torture instruments in our basement for you, honey," he told her.
"You're terrible," she exclaimed. "I'm sick and tired of your unnatural sex ideas."
"Now don't blame me," he laughed. "Burt at the office was telling me about a chick he was balling who liked to get pain with her pleasure."
"If you think you're gonna turn me into some masochist," she complained, "you are all wrong."
"You know, honey," he told her, "I like to see you get mad. That's when I can subdue you."
He shoved her to her knees.
"Don't you get rough with me," she said angrily as she looked up at Gary.
"I just don't like you getting too big headed," he told her. "Remember, baby, you're the woman and I'm the man."
"How can I forget it?" she exclaimed as she watched Gary slowly unzipping his fly.
Gary reached in and pulled out his cock.
"How would you like to lick on this?" he smiled at her.
She looked at his big-veined penis and it did look tempting to her.
"Why don't you let it all hang out?" she asked him.
Reaching in he fumbled for his balls.
"Now, baby," he told her "you just grab this cock and suck."
She let her mouth touch the tip of his cock. She reached for his ass cheeks and held onto them.
"Suck it for me," he begged her, "suck it. Come on, baby, suck my cock."
Her mouth slid over his shaft. Soon she was sucking. Gary threw his head back in ecstasy as he watched his cock disappear in Melinda's mouth.
"Just a few nice strokes, baby," he told her, "and I'll get my gun off. Come on, sweetheart, suck. Suck that juicy cock."
She was sucking good now. Just the way she liked to give him the excitement. His balls were riding her chin.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how to entertain men. Come on, sweetheart, suck that cock. Now you're doing it. Oh, sweetheart, suck me."
Passionately he plunged his penis down her throat. He knew he could satisfy her. This was exactly what he wanted.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way you do it. Come on, suck. Suck that cock."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. "Beautiful," he exclaimed, "now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Suck, baby, suck."
Passionately he went on plunging his cock down her throat. At the same time she gripped his buttocks.
"Would you like my bare ass?" he suggested. He pulled down his pants when she pulled her mouth off his cock a moment, then her hands clasped his flexing ass cheeks as he once more thrust his cock into her mouth.
"Eat it," he told her, "that's it, sweetheart, eat my dick."
He was really stimulated at this point. All of the sudden he juiced. As the hot cum flooded her mouth he could see some of it dripping from the corners.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's really fantastic. Oh, sweetheart, suck my dick. Suck it."
He really enjoyed having her gobble his cum. Ever so slowly he slid his penis away from her.
When she got to her feet he informed her, "You're gonna get more later. I've invited Burt over. Let's have dinner now so we can get downstairs and get going on our torture chamber."
She still didn't have any idea of what he had in mind. And it bothered her.
"Tell me about it," she said. "What is it that you want? What is it that Burt wants to do?"
"You'll find out soon enough," he promised her. After dinner he insisted that she slip into something sexy. She wore a trim blue nylon nightie. And when Burt looked at her when he entered the house, he felt his penis stiffen.
"Good evening, Burt," Gary greeted him. "How's everything?"
Burt was carrying a small suitcase.
"I've got all the equipment," he told his buddy. "I hope Melinda here is willing to go through with it."
"She can hardly wait," Gary quickly replied for her.
"I like the way you speak for me," Melinda snapped.
"You should thank me," Gary insisted.
A few minutes later Burt, Gary and Melinda were in the basement.
"I don't know why I like to fuck downstairs," Burt admitted, "but I do. There's a certain excitement. And I brought along my special equipment."
Melinda was very curious to know what special equipment he was talking about.
When they got to the basement and they began taking off their clothes she understood. For Burt held a whip for her with a happy smile on his face.
"Am I supposed to rejoice?" she asked.
"You'll like that lashing across your ass," he told her. "It feels real good. It gets your ass ready for balling."
"I'm trying desperately to be nice to you," she told him. "I really am. My body vibrates when I look at that big cock you've got, Burt. But really, I don't want to get hurt."
Burt was beaming now. It was his own clear unmistakable message.
"Come on, sweetheart," he told her. "You just lie over there. On the floor. And I'll lash your ass good."
"Why don't you tie her hands, up like you said you would?" Gary suggested.
"All right," he replied, "we'll just put the wrist locks on."
At that moment he pulled out some handcuffs from the suitcase.
"You're a bastard," she snapped. "You really are."
When he had her wrists secure he told her, "Now you lie on the floor and bend over. I'll whip your ass. Then I'll stick my shaft up you."
"You're going too far," she said, "you really are. Leave me alone."
It wasn't going to work. No amount of begging was going to change anything. Her husband pulled up a chair and sat there watching.
"Aren't you going to stop him?" she asked him.
"Why should I?" he laughed.
At this point she realized what a mess she was in. For the lash was whipping across her ass in regular movements.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and fuck you good. But first I want to prepare your ass. I want to get it nice and red."
She winced in pain. Finally he brought her around.
"Your husband can fuck your pussy while I fuck your ass," Burt suggested.
At this point Melinda was eager to get it over with. She rolled over on her side. Gary got down beside her and slowly eased his thick cock into her. When she felt the head of it slide past her pussy lips she gripped it tightly.
"Fuck me, you bastard, and get it over with," she whispered.
"Naughty, naughty," Burt grinned.
He went back and got the whip and lashed her across her butt once more.
"You should appreciate it when a man sticks his dick in you, sweetheart. Now fuck."
She was getting the point. There was no mercy. It was fuck, fuck, fuck.
With a hard driving forward stab and complete coldness of attitude, he let his huge cock penetrate up her asshole.
"Now, baby," he told her, "you're gonna love this. Fuck it."
He was fucking her with even smooth motions.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Fuck. Come on, baby, fuck it."
He was riding into her now and she was responding. Twisting her ass she added to his pleasure.
"Beautiful, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Fuck. Come on baby, fuck it."
Burt was deriving a great measure of pleasure as he matched Gary's cock stab rhythm.
"The trick," Burt admitted, "is trying to make it a three-way climax. It sure helps to have a beautiful body like your wife has. I really vibe to her. She's mighty terrific."
This did please Melinda. She swung her ass around for Burt.
"Come on, ass fucker," Burt panted, "fuck. Throw your ass in gear. Oh, baby, that's the way to do it."