A bit nervous, I begin to unbutton my shirt. I wonder what these two beautiful women have planned for me. Only hints have been dropped until now.Kneel...ng before me, Elise pulls down my pants and underwear to release my cock. It is already a bit hard. The young woman smiles and kisses it, which makes me shudder a little. I step free of my lower clothing and slip my shirt off on to the floor.Elise rises and takes my hand to lead me to the bed. As we approach, Theresa gets up and greets me with a. "You like that, don't you?" He asked. I nodded yes. He went back to his bag and brought out a whip. A long, leather whip with a folded leather tip. He tapped my ass gently and ran the whip up and down my ass. I squirmed and moaned. This is what I had waited for. This is what I wanted."Turn over and lay on your back. You're not getting it that easy" he said. I did as he told and turned over. He took out some hand cuffs and cuffed each of my hands to the posts. "Spread your legs" he insisted. I. Lying on the bed was a vision. A nude vision smiling up at me with a look of lust on her face. Long blonde hair framed a face that was a delight to look at, and her blonde bush was open and inviting. Who was this? And why did my wife leave me here alone with her?The phone rang. It was Angie. "Have you figured out who that is, yet?" No, but I should know her I guess. You evidently do." Her laughter told me she had succeeded with her surprise. The blonde took the phone from me and when she spoke. "You won't use that," he said, firmly. "You're not that kind of girl." I'm the kind of girl who has needs," she said, her voice level.He grinned. "You won't use it. And you don't need to. I'm your husband. I'll take care of you." You haven't been," she reminded him, anger simmering under the smooth features of her face."I've just been tired. Everything will be fine, Claire. You don't need that." Whatever," she said, suddenly unwilling to extend whatever this was. She turned on her heel and took.