..As I caressed my swollen clit under the warm shower; I thought I could help my loving husband anyway…I dried up my body and called my slutty girlf...iend Helena, asking her if she had a couple of hours to spare. Then I explained the idea I had in mind and my friend was more than happy to join in.A while later there was a knock on the door and Helena stepped in, just wearing a raincoat and a sexy see through black gown under it.We went to my bedroom and I made Helena strip off. I also got naked. Afterwards, while Sue regained her breath, the whore slipped away. As soon as she could, Sue stood, grabbing her husband’s hand and pulling him bodily from the bar.“Jesus Christ, Sue, I had no idea what she was saying to me! You gotta believe me! I had no fucking idea!”“Take me back to the motel, Harry!” she told her husband.“Sue, I’m sorry, I didn’t know!” he protested.“Shut up, Harry. Just take me back to the motel and fuck me, Harry.”Harry gaped at his wife. “Wha ... What?”“Harry, if you. There would be plenty of time tomorrow to ride his lovely big cock. There, I'm using my new words more easily all the time.Later that evening, I gave Carol a ring and asked her over for a drink or two. I thought I might try the short skirt trick on her to see where it got me. Carol arrived at about eight thirty with a bottle of red wine. I was wearing almost the same clothes as when I'd seduced Alan, only the blouse had become creased and stained so I put on a clean one, same bra but no. Even though I'm not sure I want to fuck Caroline.. it'sbetter than the alternative... as I force myself up I feel her grab my ponytail and pull, forcing my head back. "Stupid fucking toy! You can't evenplay the game right... the fucking toy isn't supposed to win! Do you thinkMiss Cleo's husband ever makes it through one of her fucking challenges? Ofcourse not.. but you have to go one better don't you..."I squeal helplessly, struggling in my bonds, moaning, trying to beg forforgiveness... scared.