Chapter 3 One month has passed since Brad started living with me and beautiful wife Lina during the weekends. I thought I had it tough with Lina before, but it had gotten so much worse since Brad has moved in. My life was now a combination of sexual frustration, humiliation, physical pain and mental torture.  It had gotten progressively worse each day since Brad's arrival. Brad and Lina made up new rules almost every day...

  I was cleaning the kitchen in my sissy maid outfit when the phone rang. Seeing it was Lina, my wife, I immediately picked it up.  "Hi Cucky, are you finished with your chores?" she asked. I could hear music in the background, so I knew she was still at the club. "Yes Lina, I was just finishing up the kitchen. I am almost done." I replied "Good, because I am gonna be coming home with Brad and I want the bedroom neat and...

I moaned, squirmed and convulsed as the vibrator tied to my cock suddenly kicked into an even greater speed. It stayed there for about a minute before it came down to a slow pace, slowly tormenting me to madness. After a few minutes it stopped completely and I relaxed. Well, relax is an overstatement. I don’t think anyone suspended from the ceiling of a tiny closet with an anal hook could feel relaxed. But I was grateful...