I looked out of the window in horror to see Jane in the garden. She'd stepped out of the back door with a basket of washing in her arms and had started to hang it on the line. I was fully on display for the world and Jane to see. She could look up at any moment and catch me. I desperately tried to push myself away from the window, but I couldn't find the strength in my arms to break free. I was trapped with my neighbour's cock buried in my ass. Neil noticed my attempts to break away and called over my shoulder.

"What's got you squirming to break free?" he said.

He poked his head round so he could see out the window as well.

"Oh, I see... This must be torture for you. You've always loved the idea of being caught, yet right here and now, the one person who could actually catch you is the one you'd never want to do so." 

I heard his words, but they didn't register in my brain. My only focus at that moment was Jane. My eyes followed her like a hawk, watching her every move, trying to predict her potentially turning around and seeing me so I could try to move out of the way.

"Haven't forgotten about me, slut?" Neil said, spanking my ass.

"Neil, I ca..."

As I started to speak, Neil picked up his pace, pounding me. Every thrust made me grunt as his big cock impaled me deeper and deeper. I'd never felt so torn about something in my life; I wanted the pounding to stop so I could hide from Jane, but the pleasure Neil's cock was having on my entire body was immeasurable. My body was vibrating, and it was building with each thrust. My cock was swaying wildly again, and Jane looking up now would be game over. Neil then spoke again.

"You've become such a fucking slut, John. You're taking my entire cock like the good boy that you are, and you've unintentionally made your wife a cuckquean of sorts but haven't stopped this. You are my whore, and you belong to me!"

Neil's words were firm and claiming. The slaps of flesh echoed all around the room only to be disturbed by my grunts of pain and pleasure. Neil was pushing me closer to the edge of cumming. 

"Does it turn you on knowing you could be caught by your wife, slut?"

I said nothing. The only sound to be heard was the squelching and slapping of my ass being pounded.

"Does it turn you on taking my big cock in your virgin ass? And does it turn you on having me tell you that I'm going to use you again?"

Again I said nothing. Neil picked up his pace again.

"And does it turn you on me telling you that I'm going to cum in your ass, breeding you, making you my cum slut."

I still said nothing. I gazed out of the window and saw Jane. I looked down at her, internally begging her not to turn around. My head was spinning with the events of the past few days and weeks. I lowered my head, and Neil slammed himself into me, and that was it. My body shuddered, and my cock exploded. I came harder than I'd ever cum before shooting ropes of cum down the window and over the windowsill. The force of my orgasm took my breath away, and for the first time in my life, I orgasmed without making any noise. The silence of my orgasm was short-lived, though, as Neil roared from behind me.

"You're cumming, aren't you, you dirty slut!... Your ass has clamped down on my cock; you're going to make me cummm!"

I felt Neil's body go rigid and his cock explode. It went off like a cannon as it shot spurt after spurt of cum deep inside me. I could feel every pulse of his cock as it unloaded inside me, and for the first time since we met, I felt truly claimed. Neil's words had always done a fantastic job of turning me on, but feeling this man cum inside me was another level of ownership. There was no turning back from this; we both knew that I now belonged to him. Neil rested himself on my back, trying to catch his breath. His cock softened and slowly plopped out of my ass. I felt empty without his cock inside me, and the steady stream of cum that ran out of me only added to that. He pushed himself off me and stepped backwards.

"Let's not waste any of this; I want to keep my seed inside you for as long as possible," he said, looking at my ass.

Neil reached over and grabbed the plug; he ran it up my leg in the trail of cum before inserting it back inside me with an audible pop. I grunted as it entered me.

"Now, clean my cock, slut," he demanded.

"Yes, sir."

No words of fighting. No arguments. I had become his whore, agreeing to any of his demands without question. I tried to move around him to obey his order when he stopped me.

"No no, we'll do it here. I want you to spin round and show the world your ass with the plug in."

"Yes, sir."

I lifted myself up and perched on the windowsill. Again I was on display for the outside world to see. I knew my ass would be red from the pounding Neil had given me. Neil moved back in closer, his cock covered in a mixture of lube and cum. I reached out to stroke it, but he batted my hand away.

"Mouth only."

I lent down and took it in my mouth. Neil cooed as his cock entered my second hole. It tasted salty, and the remnants of lube were making it slick in my mouth.

"Good boy," Neil said, running his hands through my hair, gripping it slightly.

I bobbed my head on his cock and swirled my tongue around it inside my mouth. Amazingly, I could feel Neil starting to harden again. His recovery time and stamina were like nothing I'd seen before, but after today's events, I knew I'd been experiencing it more often. 

I worked more of his shaft into my mouth before I felt his head hit my throat. My mouth was drooling over his cock, and the salvia was running out of the corners of my mouth. Neil placed his hands at the sides of my head, and I knew what was coming. Neil started to thrust his hips, and the room quickly became filled again with the noises of our exploits. The gagging sounds were definitely driving Neil on.

"That's it, take all my cock, slut."

I swayed my hips to get more comfortable, and the plug in my ass clacked gently against the glass of the window, reminding me it was there. Neil continued to fuck my mouth, and I knew he was getting close again. I hummed softly on Neil's cock, sending vibrations throughout the entire length of his shaft, which made his legs buckle slightly. One of his hands dropped to my shoulder to support himself.

"Keep that up and you'll have me cumming again in no time."

I pulled my head off his cock and looked up at Neil. I tried to give him my best devilish smile.

"Making you cum is my goal, Sir."

"Good boy!"

Neil gripped my hair again and pulled me once more onto his cock. The rhythm of bobbing my head on him was becoming natural to me now. I could feel myself becoming addicted to this man and his cock. I wanted to make him cum just as much as he wanted to cum inside me. I swirled his cock with my tongue, and he grunted. Neil placed his hands on the side of my head again and started fucking my mouth. The familiar wet sounds filled the room as Neil thrust. He thrust once, twice, and on the third thrust, growled loudly.

"Fuuuccckkk, I'm cumming again."

For the second time this afternoon, Neil's cock exploded inside me. His cock went off like a rocket, and his cum shot to the back of my throat. I wanted to cough but also didn't want to lose any of the cum filling my mouth, so I began swallowing his load.

"Yes, that's it, slut. Swallow my cum!" 

Neil's second load was just as big as his first. I swallowed what I could, but there was just too much for me to handle, and some ran out of my mouth and down my chin, landing on the floor. Neil's cock finished pulsing, and he pulled out of my mouth and collapsed on the bed panting. 

"That was amazing," he said simply.

I couldn't help but smile at the praise as I wiped the last drops of cum off my chin. I glanced around his room and noticed the clock on the wall.

"Shit." 

"What's the matter?"

"Neil, I've been here nearly an hour and a half; Jane will wonder where the fuck I am!" I said, half panicking.

I stumbled round Neil's bedroom looking for my clothes as he lay on the bed.

"You could help you know!"

"I'm beat," was his response. "You've really drained me; I could go to sleep right now!"

As I went down to sit on Neil's bed to put my clothes on, I jumped up with a yelp, forgetting about the plug in my ass. I was shocked at how unaware I'd become of it; it was like it had always been there. I made a motion to take out the plug when Neil scuttled on the bed and knocked my hand away.

"What do you think you're doing? Take it out later."

"Neil, I have to go now."

"I know, but that doesn't mean you can't keep the plug in," he said with his mouth turning into a grin.

I sighed and pulled up my boxers and trousers, threw on my shirt and made to move downstairs. As I went to stand, Neil pulled me back down, and I fell on the bed. He kissed me deeply, our tongues intertwined with each other in an embrace that felt like it made time stop.

"Thanks for today, slut. You'll be hearing from me for sure!"

I smiled and walked out of Neil's bedroom and down the stairs and quickly out of his house.

"Right. Damage control," I said to myself.

××××××

How was I going to explain my absence to Jane? I'd been gone much longer than either of us had expected, and no doubt she'd want to know what happened. I started to walk up the street, and almost instantly, I was reminded of the plug inside me as it brushed against my prostate as it shifted inside me with each step. I moaned quietly at the sensation but knew I had to get home. I continued my walk up the street when I was hit with a sudden realisation. The next street had a corner shop on it; that would be my salvation. 

I hurried around the corner of Neil's street and headed towards the shop. I pushed open the door, and a bell rang. Mr Jones the shopkeeper appeared and called out.

"Good afternoon, John." 

"Hello Mr Jones, are you well?" I responded whilst browsing the shelves for anything to butter my wife up with.

"Yes, very well, thank you. Are you okay, though? You're walking a bit strangely. Have you hurt your back?" 

I was having to clench my ass slightly as I moved in order to keep the plug in. 

"Yeah, I tweaked it during a workout earlier," I said without thinking.

"Hmm, you young people are so interested in your bodies. "The only six-pack I'm interested in is sat in my fridge," he said, chuckling.

I chuckled with him and grabbed a few bags of chocolate off the shelf and headed to the till. 

"Family okay, John?" he said as he rang through my purchases.

"Yeah, fine, nothing to report really."

He smiled.

"Throw in a bunch of flowers for me, please, and I'll grab them on the way out."

I paid, and he placed the chocolates in a blue bag. I said my farewells and left the shop. I scanned the flowers outside before grabbing a bunch and started to make my way home.

××××××

It took me about ten minutes to walk from the shop to near my house. Every third step felt like it produced a moan from my mouth. The plug was definitely having an effect on me, and I could feel my cock start to strain against my trousers. I thought to myself that Neil had definitely planned this, sending me back to my wife, all worked up but not being able to tell her why. I smiled at the thought. Even when I wasn't with him, he still had the control over me. I walked up my driveway and entered my home.

"John! Where the hell have you been? You've been ages!" My wife shouted.

"You know where I've been; I've been to Neil's."

"Its been two hours! Please tell me you haven't been there all this time?"

She had a look of worry on her face.

"I haven't... I did what you said and went to his house and had it out with him. He said his piece, and I said mine, and then I left. The reason I've been so long is I went for a walk to clear my head, and then I stopped off at the shop and got you these." 

I produced the flowers and chocolates and gave them to her. The corner of her mouth turned upwards in a brief smile.

"So you've not been at Neil's this whole time?"

"No, why?"

"And nobody else was in the house whilst you were there?"

"Not that I was aware of. Why do you ask?"

"Well... look at this," she said, rummaging in her pocket. Jane removed her phone from her pocket and swiped a few times before turning it round to show me. My eyes widened and my entire body froze. I was looking at a picture of my ass in the window of Neil's house with my 'N' plug on display. For a few seconds, neither of us spoke until Jane broke the silence.

"I was outside putting out the washing earlier when I heard a noise like tapping on glass. I looked up and saw this and couldn't not take a picture. It's a shame I can't really tell if it's a male or female, but clearly Neil has a kinky side to him because it's clearly an 'N' written on the plug," she said with a hint of giddiness in her voice.

I didn't know how to respond; this whole thing started with Neil taking pictures of me, and now my wife was inadvertently doing the same. I could feel my heart beating in my chest as I looked at the picture. I knew I needed to say something, but the words wouldn't form in my mouth.

"I guess Neil is full of surprises. I had no idea he was so promiscuous."

"Well, you'll have to be careful; he might try coming on to you next!" 

We both laughed. Thankfully Jane didn't pick up on the hint of nervousness in my laughter. She put her phone away and turned to carry on with what she was doing. I went to move and feigned a cramp in my leg.

"John, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I know it's early, but I think I'm going to run a bath if that's okay with you. The muscles in my legs are really hurting today for some reason."

"Yeah, that's fine, my love. I hope the bath eases them for you," she said, kissing me on the cheek.

I smiled softly at her and turned to head upstairs. I got into the bathroom, turned the taps on and started to strip down. I tossed my clothes into the wash basket and sat on the toilet as the water started to rise. My mind wandered back to the events of the last few hours, and replaying the events in my head, there was no wonder my muscles were hurting. I shuffled uncomfortably on the plug in my arse. It would be a relief to take it out and wash myself properly. I snapped back into the room and bent over the bath to test the water temperature when I heard an almighty scream. 

"It was YOU in Neil's window?!"

I spun on my heels, and the plug fell from my ass, hitting the bathroom floor with a thud. 

"Honey, please, I can explain."

"What is there to explain? You bare face lied to me. It was you in the window doing God knows what in his house."

Her fists were shaking by her side, and I could feel myself shrinking into the room.

"I knew your relationship with Neil was odd but not like this. What have you been doing with him?"

"I can explain; Neil took pictures of me and has been using them to blackmail me."

"So where are these pictures then?!"

My heart sunk.

"I shredded them so you wouldn't find out. I thought I could sort it myself."

"So what? He's got you naked in his home to do what exactly?"

I opened my mouth to speak when Jane cut me off.

"You know what, I actually don't care. I know we've not exactly been on the same page recently with some things, but this is out of order." 

"Jane, please."

"I need to get my head straight, John. Get dressed and pack a bag and get out of my sight for a few days. I'll message when I want to see you." 

She turned and walked out of the room, leaving me standing there naked with the plug still swaying slightly on the floor. I waited a few minutes and made my way into our bedroom and started to pack a bag. How had this happened in such a short space of time, and where was I going to go? These and many other questions were swimming round my head when Jane appeared at the doorway. I looked up at her and spoke.

"Is this really what you want?"

"Never in a million years, but what choice have you left me?"

"Jane, please, let's talk about it."

"Just go, John. I'll speak to you when I'm ready."

My head dropped, and I packed up the last of my bag. I headed downstairs and out the front door. For the first time in a few years, I was a single man. I stood on our driveway and looked back at the house. I sighed deeply and started to walk. There was only one place I thought about going.

××××××

I made the familiar walk round the corner and knocked on Neil's door.

"Jane knows everything, and she's kicked me out. Please, can I stay with you for a few days until I get my head on right?" 

"You can stay as long as you need, John," Neil said, gesturing for me to come inside.

I weakly smiled at him and started to walk past him. Just as I got beyond him, he closed the door and spoke again.

"Don't even think about offering money towards rent or food either."

"Neil, I'm not a free loader. If you're letting me stay here, I want to help out in some way."

"Oh, you will..." he said with that familiar wicked grin on his face. "You're going to be my live-in sex slut. Anytime, anywhere, I want it, you'll be there ready. You're truly mine now. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," I replied obediently.