Little Tie-up Games – part 2

Andrew had taken the remote and was fast forwarding. He then hit play and I realized how badly things looked. Amy’s fat ass was bent over me and our faces were both somewhat facing Andrew’s cock! With slurping noises and no way of seeing what was really happening. It didn’t look good at all. My wife, Stacey, would leave me in a minute. I was trapped. My own friends. Betrayed.

“You fucking assholes, you planned this whole thing out. Played on me and… and…”

“Acutally, it was Amy’s idea after your comments that night at the party. I had to think for a long time to get the right thing to talk you into our plan. You can be mad. You can walk away. But if you do I tell your wife. So before you burn that bridge hear us out.”

Amy talked and Andrew sat back with a smug grin on his face. “We can keep the schedule that we have. You haven’t found the amount of sessions or time too hard to keep up with. We can keep things among ourselves. Just the three of us. This tape has copies hidden away that stay that way. The key difference is that you no longer have a say on anything that happens period. Whatever goes, but keep in mind we aren’t totally evil!”