Beth · Part 1

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Beth pulled back the curtains by the door. It's Him! She rushed to open the door standing in full view. She was naked, just as she was every time he came over. She was in full view of anyone who may glance in her direction and she loved it. The red head stepped out onto the porch wrapping her arms around him. He pulled her in kissing her powerfully in the sun light. Then he turned her around and with a swat to Beth's bare ass he sent her running back into the house.

One person had been watching. Catherine had lived next to Thomas' family and watched him grow up. She felt it was disgraceful how his young wife was behaving while Thomas was at work providing for her. Enough is enough Catherine decided as she picked up the phone.

"Thank you Mrs. Morton, I'll be home to deal with this soon". Thomas already had his computer on and was reviewing the video. He had placed web cameras at both doors, in the family room and bedroom. Mrs. Morton had called two other times and this time he wanted to be ready. He watched as his naked wife knelt at the man's feet and held out a rope to him. The man then used it to bind her hands behind her back. He wound more rope around her arms and chest framing Beth's breasts. More rope went around her ankles and knees and then up to the rope around her breasts. This pulled her feet up in back forcing Beth into a strict hogtie.

Twenty minutes later Thomas parked his car around the corner from the house. A quick check of his iphone showed that they were still together, she was still tied-up, a blindfold had been added, and Beth was on her knees giving "him" a blow job.

Thomas crossed the two back yards and entered his house through the garage. He opened the door leading into the house and there they were. The man sat in a chair with his head thrown back and his eye's closed. Beth knelt between his legs bound and was working on his cock with her mouth as if it were pure chocolate.

As he walked silently across the carpeted floor Thomas took a gun from under his coat. Taking the weapon he placed the end of the barrel into the other mans open mouth. His eyes snapped open showing pure terror as he looked up into Thomas' face. Unaware Beth continued on until a hand grabbed her hair and pulled her off of him.

With a twist of his wrist Thomas pushed his wife away to fall to the floor. To the man he said, "That's my wife dumb ass".

He tried to talk but the gun barrel made it impossible. Grabbing the man by the shirt collar he pulled him to his feet. Shoving him backwards they went through the house to the front door. Thomas slammed him against the door twice stunning him. Setting the gun aside he opened the door slamming him face first into the frame. Blood ran from his nose and a split lip as Thomas used the mans belt as a handle and sent him flying head first out into the yard.

Mrs. Morton and a couple other ladies stood by her porch as witness. As the guy hit the grass the ladies stood and began to clap their hands. Thomas waved and turned going back into the house. He still had a cheating wife to deal with. Remembering the ropes he decided that she wasn't going anywhere real soon.

First things first, Thomas put his gun away and went to the kitchen for a beer. He could see Beth struggling on the floor trying desperately to free herself. She was twisting and rolling wildly but could not find a knot or loose coil.

Beth heard the sounds from the kitchen and stopped struggling. She called out to him, "Tom,… Thomas? Help me".

Her husband walked in and sat in the chair recently abandoned by the other guy. He leaned down and pulled Beth up by her hair placing her back onto her knees.

"Ow, Thomas, untie me".

"No", Thomas said, "Let's talk for a minute".

Beth squirmed in her restraints but could not slip free. A ball gag hung on it's strap around her neck. Lifting the ball he brought it to her lips. Beth twisted trying to dodge the gag. He gave a nipple a hard squeeze making his bound wife cry out. When she did he shoved the ball gag into her mouth. Pulling her closer he buckled the gag in tight.

"I'll talk, you listen", he said. "First I've known about your boyfriend for a couple months now. I didn't care about that. However you stopped being discreet, and you brought him into my home. Three friends told me about your visitor and today it was Mrs. Morton. Today I had to take action".

Beth shook her head moaning through the gag.

"As a precaution I placed several micro-cameras by the doors, the bedroom, and this room here. I watched you meet him on the front porch naked for the neighbors to see. You gave him the rope he used on you and knelt at his feet as you did it".

Thomas stood, "I have to go get the car from around the block. You wait here and think about what you did. Think about what will happen when I get back".

When she heard the door close Beth started struggling frantically. No way did she want to be helpless when Thomas returned. 'I have to be free and on my feet to face him', she thought. Twisting, rolling, and pulling Beth struggled to free herself but nothing would give. She writhed on the floor until she exhausted herself. When her husband returned she was as helpless as she was before he left.

Thomas returned almost half an hour later. He stopped to reassure the ladies that all was well and that the other man was gone. No he didn't think there would be a divorce. What did she say they asked?

"I didn't give her a chance to talk", Thomas said. With a wink he added, "I left her bound and gagged on the family room floor".

The women burst into laughter, "Give her a good spanking for us would you?" Joyce said, and burst out laughing again.

"I'll do that", he said. "By the way you may hear some things tonight. Shouting or screaming maybe".

"Don't let that bother you", Mrs. Morton said, "Clean out your house. We won't let a little noise bother us".

Beth had fallen onto her side and rolled across the floor in her escape attempt. Thomas walked in, grabbed the rope connecting her wrists to her ankles like a handle and carried her back over to the chair. Holding Beth in place he used a hand to roughly grab an ass cheek. She cried out and tried to wiggle away. Lifting his hand Thomas delivered a solid slap to Beth's ass. She cried out and tried to roll away but he held her firmly in place.

'That felt good', he thought raising his hand to deliver a dozen more swats. Beth thrashed wildly in the ropes as her ass seemed to be set on fire.

"You can thank your friend Joyce", He told her, "she said that you deserved a good spanking".

"UMmmm, umhmmm, ummmmmmmmmmmm", Beth screamed into the gag.

"I couldn't agree more, this won't be the last spanking you receive before I set you free".

Thomas pulled his wife up to her knees and knelt behind her. He began to run his hands gently over her bare shoulders and neck. Beth groaned softly rolling her head as her neck muscles relaxed. Gradually she leaned back into his touch. His hands slid down over her collar bone and cupped her breasts. As he rolled her nipples she melted into him a gasp slipping around the ball gag.

Keeping one hand on her breast Thomas slid the other hand down her body gliding over her stomach and diving into the cleft between her thighs. Beth surged against the ropes binding her as his fingers touched just the right spot. It felt as if his fingers were electrified as they slid over her clit. She couldn't speak or move as she strained against the bondage. Tossing her head back Beth moaned as his fingers slipped into her.

'Oh damn', Beth groaned, just a few seconds longer and she would explode. The blindfold freed her imagination to soar. The gag prevented her from begging him for more. The bondage guaranteed that she stayed right where she was suffering in sweet turmoil.

Suddenly he was gone. No hand on her breast. No probing fingers No body to lean against. Beth fell to her side on the carpeted floor.

"Mmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuuuu………………" Beth screamed. Not now! He can't stop now! Twisting, rolling, and screaming she fought frantically for a release that wasn't coming. Thomas stood in the kitchen watching her suffer in her helpless frustration. This wasn't going to be the last time she got to come close to orgasm but the bitch wasn't going to get her satisfaction any time soon.

He finished his beer while watching Beth struggle in the restraints. She took half an hour to finally exhaust herself and calm down. Thomas opened another beer and gave her an additional half hour to think about her sins. He started creating a plan as he stood watching his beautiful, naked, and helpless wife.

Discarding the empty bottle he decided that it was time for round two.

Beth felt his hands, one on a breast and the other on her ass. She writhed laying on her side. Thomas took his time toying with one nipple then the other until they stood hard waiting on attention that didn't arrive. At some point his other hand had moved and reentered her. He was doing it again, Beth knew it, her body knew it. Even if she had not been tied-up, gagged, with a blindfold she would be a prisoner to his touch.

Unable to escape the red head lay helpless before him shaking her head and moaning. The first time she had fought it. Resisted, in the end he had won but it had taken some time for her resolve to fail. This time she had no resistance to give. Her protection was gone. This time it only took seconds for him to get a reaction.

This time was different. This time she felt his lips on her nipple. Thomas gently sucked it then teased it with his tongue. This set Beth off, her moans turning to cries as she thrust her breasts out for more. She was ready again, just,… a,……. few,………… more,…………….seconds…………

Again Thomas stopped moving back from his wife. She screamed and struggled frantically but was helpless to do anything about the need she felt. This time there was no cool down. She was pulled to her knees again and held in place by her hair.

"I'm going to remove the gag and if you try to speak I'll roll you over and beat your ass again".

Beth nodded her agreement.

Thomas released the buckle and pulled the ball from Beth's mouth. Moving around in front of her he sat in the chair recently vacated by the other man. Guiding her by the hair Thomas drew her forward until his cock touched Beth's lips.

"Take it", he told her.

Using her hair to guide her Thomas brought his wife forward until her lips touched his cock. Beth didn't need prompting as she sucked it in. She went to work with an enthusiasm he had never known. First she took him in as far as she could. Then she drew back slowly allowing her tongue to wrap around his shaft. Then she reaching his head and played her tongue over the tip.

Thomas kept his hand in her hair as he leaned back in the chair. Holy shit she had never given him head like this before. It was hard to believe that this was his wife. The quiet girl he married who always seemed so happy. Right now she was a woman possessed as she sucked and bobbed on his rod.

His orgasm was an explosion shocking him to his core. Beth did not stop as he erupted in her mouth. She continued to bob and suck as she drained him. Pulling her hair Thomas pulled her off of him. She was smiling when he looked at her. Leaning forward he placed the ball gag to her lips again. Beth didn't offer any resistance as she took the gag and he buckled it in tight.

Thomas got up and left Beth kneeling on the floor. It was time to loose his clothes and get down to business. He found another surprise in the bedroom. There was leather cuffs and chains attached to the four corners of their bed. 'Ok', he thought, 'now this has some possibilities'.

Returning to the family room he discovered that Beth had not moved or fallen over. Kneeling behind her Thomas untied the rope between Beth's wrists and ankles. He hauled her to her feet then lifted her over his shoulder. Carrying his wife like a sack of potatoes they went to the bedroom.

Beth screamed as she was flung onto to bed unexpectedly. She was still securely bound and helpless to prevent her fall. He started at her ankles, untying the knots and removing the rope. She felt his fingers rub her ankles where the rope had left deep furrows in her flesh. Seconds later she felt something wrap around her ankle and draw up tight.

She realised that it was a leather cuff. Stan must has set this up before Thomas came home, she thought. Thomas untied the rope at her knees and pulled her feet wide apart securing it in other leather cuff. He removed the rope from around her torso and upper arms that framed her breasts cupping and teasing her nipples in the process. When he released her hands Beth reached for the gag but Thomas stopped her.

"Oh no, not yet", he told her as he pushed her down onto the bed. "You're not done showing me just how sorry you really are yet". Beth shivered at the sound of that. How can she say she's sorry if he never lets her talk?

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