Real Stories - November/December 2007

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My wife called me over to her, looked me directly in my eyes, and in no uncertain terms, she ordered me to go to our bedroom and close the door. Tony was still holding her in his massive arms.

I asked her if I could please speak to her alone in the kitchen. She looked at me again, and in the most dominant tone I have ever heard from my wife of over ten years, she said (and I paraphrase), “I said go to the fucking bedroom and close the door and don’t you dare come out until I say so. Do you understand me!”

I can’t describe how I felt other than to say that it must have been subspace. I had never felt so inferior and submissive顺从 — willing to obey to my wife as I did at the exact moment. I turned around and marched myself out of the living room and went into our bedroom. I closed the door and I sat on the edge of the bed, just staring at the door.

Our bedroom is not far from the living room so I was able to hear enough of what they were doing to realize that Tony was fucking my wife. I could hear the moaning and the groaning and at one point my wife let out screams so loud there was no denying that Tony was banging her with his enormous cock阴茎 — the penis.

I was tempted to sneak a peak but I was in no condition to disobey my wife’s specific orders. Therefore I just sat there and closed my eyes and absorbed what sounds I could distinguish, trying to discern what this night would mean for my marriage.