Loaned for the Day

I was surprised to receive a text from my wife as I was leaving work on Friday. It was simple -- "I left a note in the center console, please read it and follow the instructions." Curious, I opened the note and it said:

You asked that I get creative with our sex life, so I am loaning you out tonight to a friend. You are to follow her instructions as you follow mine and understand that everything she will do tonight has been approved by me. I will join you two in the morning for more fun, but until then you are to drive to 123 Lazy Hill Rd and do as commanded.

I head to the house on Lazy Hill with my mind abuzz. As I get there and pull in the driveway, the house is dark but the garage door opens. Assuming that is my cue, I get out of the car and walk in. On the door to the house is a note:

Strip here and leave your clothes. Walk straight back to the guest bedroom (the door is open), and follow the instructions on the door.

I do as instructed, doing my best to hide behind the bikes hanging in the garage before stepping inside naked. I walk to the back following a single light in the back bedroom and see a box on the bed, four restraints tied to the frame, and a note hanging on the door:

You have an hour to get ready. I expect you to be completely shaved below the waist and clean inside and out. Your wife has shared your fantasies with me, and we are going to explore them tonight. When you are done in the shower, be sure to leave time to follow the instructions in the box (but do not open it until you are ready). Enjoy the bourbon.

I hurry into the bathroom, and find Nair, enema bottles, razors, and shave cream sitting on the counter. Next to it is a decanter of bourbon and a glass, so I pour myself a quick drink, and, to save time, I wet my legs a little and then apply the Nair. While it is doing its thing, I apply the first enema and bend over to wait for both to take effect. It's not long until I feel like I am going to burst, so I relieve myself and then get in the shower with a washcloth to remove my hair. I follow this up shaving cream and razors until I think I am completely clean, and then finish up with one last enema to be sure.

All of this took 45 minutes, and I am worried I haven't left enough time so I open the box:

You are to put on the stockings, garter, and thong and tie yourself to the restraints on the bed using the cuffs inside the box. Insert the buttplug (make sure the power is on) and put on the blindfold. I will be home shortly and expect you ready -- tied face up with your arms above your head and legs pulled back and wide. Use the two remaining restraints to hold the thong tight and keep the plug in.

I quickly put everything on, tightened the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, and inserted the plug. I take one last swig of the bourbon to finish the glass and climb on the bed. After getting my ankles and the thong in position, I put on the blindfold and reached back to clip my wrists in and wait, feeling immediately vulnerable in that position.

Within a few minutes, I feel a low vibration kick in from the plug. I never heard her come in the house, so it must have been connected to a remote in the room that I didn't see. I didn't get much of a chance to think about it though, as the vibrations started to increase, and I felt the plug begin to expand and contract a little inside me on its own. For what seemed like the next hour (though I am sure it was shorter), the plug ran on what seemed a deliberate program. Initially low vibration and little expansion, and then it would build to heavy vibration and larger expansions, only to drop suddenly to a lower setting again. However, each lower setting was higher than the previous low, and the vibrations and movement in my bottom were becoming more intense and I was becoming hard from the experience.

Suddenly, everything stopped and a few moments later I heard the garage door open. Tied to a bed in a strange house, I felt my predicament even more and again felt extremely vulnerable. Encouraged a little by the bourbon and enticement of a good time, I had made sure to pull the restraints tight, and now was in a position I could not get free from easily with someone unknown coming in. Trying to be still, I listened as the door opened and heels clicked across the kitchen floor. I heard keys drop onto the kitchen counter, and some ice drop into a glass. After a few moments, the heels began to click toward me and down the hall, stopping at the doorway.

The plug vibrations shot up and the plug expanded rapidly and then receded, and my immediate reaction got a snort from the doorway. "Glad to see the iPad remote has been working, that means you're ready for all I have planned." And with that I heard her move closer, followed by several hard paddles to my bottom. She continued to paddle until my ass was good and red, and then she turned on the overhead fan to let the wind blow against it. She removed the plug and replaced it with another that seemed to fit a bit deeper and said "You're a lucky man to have a wife as caring as yours. I've read your fantasies, at least the ones vanilla enough for you to give her. I am sure you have more to share beyond those. But first, what I know you want."

And with that, she climbed on the bed and straddled my face, first rubbing her panties on my face as they became soaked with her juices, and then pulling her panties aside so my tongue could please her. As she became more excited, she moved forward so I could tongue her ass. I felt the vibrations as she used a toy on herself at the same time, and soon she was clenching her legs tightly around me and rubbing harder on top of me before finally cuming. After taking a few moments to catch her breath (and let all her juices flow onto my face), she turned to put her ass cheeks in my face and slid back again while spreading her cheeks.

"Get back to work on my ass, I want to feel that some more." She said, while first reaching down to stroke me a little, and then leaning forward to reach the plug and play with it. While I licked her asshole and she moved the plug in an out slowly and playfully, she laid out some plans for the evening:

"You sure are a little deviant, so willing to play along with anything we ask. I've got all night with you, and then we both are going to play in the morning. In the meantime, I am going to be sure to fuck this nice ass of yours; but you're going to need to beg me for it. And before you beg me, we are going to find out what other secrets and fantasies you might have. So I'll let you lay here a little while and enjoy this new toy of mine, and I am going to grab a drink and maybe even take a shower."

With that, she slid another plug in me, tucked it under the thong, and turned it on. In addition to vibrations, this new plug thrusted inside me. She slid her pussy over my face one more time, and then got off the bed. She took her thong off and pushed it into my mouth, telling me to hold on to it for later, and walked out of the room.