He then produced a rope from one of his deep pockets, told Helen to tie my arms behind my back and then lie down on the bed with hands over her head.T...e black man checked the knots, tied them real tight to the chair and did exactly the same with my feet. There I was, tied to the chair with no possibility of moving. Right in front of my eyes lied my petite wife spread naked on the bed.The black man turned to my wife.- You thought you had lost me? Ha! I followed you from a distance. You did not. As she rode him, he reached up and took a breast in each hand, kneading them, and rubbing the nipples with his thumbs. This only served to make her hotter. She leaned down and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth, licking his teeth and gums, and grinding their lips together.She was laying with her body on his, her elbows on the bed on either side, and her hands grasping his shoulders. She rolled over, pulling him on top of her, and spreading her legs as wide as she could. "FUCK ME,. .. and constantly strengthened her resolve by thinking of what Hassan would do to her if she failed.Her heart beat faster as guests began to arrive. Several stopped to admire her and remarks floated up to her."I fancy that one," said a man's voice."Mmmm... lovely tits..." replied another."Lovely everything. Yes... I could really enjoy that." No doubt you'll get a chance, Jules," guffawed the other man. "Personally, I'd like to have her on the Pony Track."They passed on. Others took their. As we set up again she asked casually "Fancy making it interesting?"My heart started pounding. This sounded promising, but I decided to play it cool. "Loser does the washing up?" I asked."Ha! That's two bowls and a couple of spoons!" She scoffed. "I always find I play better when there's something at stake." Well I think I've got some cash if you'd like to-" I said interesting! How about the loser gets a spanking?" A spanking?" I said, taken aback."That's right! Pants down bare-assed spanking..