26 From a faithful wife to a cuck`s sub.

26 From a faithful wife to a cuck`s sub.26 From a faithful wife to a cuck`s sub. I started chatting to a lass, called ?Dawn? on the x,hamster website, she astounded me by her frankness, and explained her situation being both married to a cuck hubby (andy) and a sub to a master named Ray. She also has a smackable arse and a joy in light Bdms.So I asked her of how she had come to be a sub to someone not her hubby and this is the true account of what she told me; ?So how did you get into Bdms and sub and cuck scenario???Well Ed, I had, had only had one serious lover and cock prior to hubby, so was a bit naive and it all started as so many of these things do, when after a year or two of marriage my hubby in one of his adventurous moods, wanted, what I find now, seems to be quite a common fantasy amongst men, to watch me his wife, be fucked by one of his mates, but I wasn?t up for it at all. Till then it had been what I think would be described as a ?normal? marriage, we had had vanilla sex in quantity, played at bondage, he had spanked me on one or two occasions, and we had tried anal and all the usual small perversions ordinary married couples do, but I thought this over the top and kept saying an emphatic 'NO' as the idea didn?t do anything for me.Andy (my hubby) accepted that, but would still drop hints now and again and make comments which I just ignored.His mate then split up with his girl friend and Andy and he went out to commiserate one night with a boy`s night out.I was not expecting the friend to return with Andy, as his place was nearer the pub and I expected him to have dropped off on the way, thus I was sat on our sofa in my nightie with a coffee in front of the fire, watching television when they arrive home both well drunk.I made them coffee in the vain hope of sobering them up, finally returning to the sofa, my mistake was not either going to bed or getting properly dressed.Andy started on again and with his mate there this time he was more than a bit pumped up, saying that he had always wanted to watch one of his mates screwing ?his lovely Dawn,? and that ?she kept saying no?, but how he knew it was really in her mind to do it, and how the idea turned him on.All their chat and the drink must have excited the situation and after a moment or two what had been a laugh turned to reality when Andy grabbed me and we wrestled a bit on the sofa as I attempted to fight him off. The mate decided that it was a good game and joined in drunkenly holding me down. Somehow he ending up with my legs under one armpit, and I was well secured. At Andy`s suggestion with his other hand, he ran his hand up my leg and finding that I was not wearing panties was spurred on to roughly finger my sex.Now despite my protests I was in no position to stop what was happening to me, and I must admit that being held unable to move at all was turning me on big time, The nightie was soon up round my neck and first I was groped then taken forcefully by ?the friend?, then they swapped and he held me down and my beloved hubby followed up on a sticky wicket. They each did it again before brewers droop took over and the ?friend? decided they had better stop, perhaps he had a conscience. He thanked Andy (not me you will note) and then staggered away leaving me ravaged on the sofa in a wet puddle, as Andy saw him to our spare room, while I straightened my poor nightie mopped my-self and silently went off to bed. We did not speak that night though I had found the whole thing, having been in fact ****d, very unsettling. Thoughts about; the strength of our marriage, and had I secretly enjoyed it, though I didn?t get much from the sex itself the being secured and the feeling of being helpless and dominated was stimulating in the most exciting way and being used had been fantastic and had opened a new door for me though I did not admit it then..It made for a very sleepless night. Anyway next morning his mate left and Andy with a hangover said nothing about the previous night, no apology nothing and I did think that was the end of it, which for a while it was.However after a week or two the whole scenario must have got to Andy and he bought the subject up again, this time he suggested he wanted to watch me with a stranger and he promised not to be drunk, saying that my reaction might be different, it being a stranger and I might even enjoy it. I had wondered if he had even remembered Dikmen Escort what had happened but this proved to me that he had and I was a little miffed that he had not managed to talk of it, if not to apologise, to get my side of the pictureThis I said, I was definitely not willing to do sex with someone else just like that and was not letting on how much I had enjoyed being held immobile and used by force.However, his thoughts started a chain of fantasy that slowly decided me to see if being shared would turn me on and though it might get worse or perhaps better it would get the thing out of hubbys system. The thought of being held secure perhaps even bound, was turning me on by then but wouldn?t admit it to Andy, me being bloody minded and thinking; if he was not ready to talk neither was I. He mentioned it again one night, and I agreed (apparently reluctantly) to try it, the only condition being that he was to look into the chap first and that I could pull out at any time if I was not happy or didn`t feel safe.He was like a dog with two dicks, he soon found someone in our part of the midlands on the internet that he thought suitable, and came to me that very night showing me a picture. The man was older but still fairly good looking and his profile looked ok, so I agreed and told hubby to set something up for that weekend, before I could change my mind about it.He was out of the bed like a shot returning after a few moments and telling me it was on for Saturday night.I was now beginning to feel butterflies but knew the thing was rolling like a snowball on a hill. I managed to get him to stump up for new clothes and told him to book a double room in a hotel about 20 minutes away to maintain our neutrality and security just in case.Andy said that the chap had already booked the room was keen and would be meeting us at eight pm on Saturday.That Saturday was a long time coming, but by six that evening we were dressed and fed, and perhaps a little nervously setting off on our adventure.I was dressed in a new set of sexy black matching undies and nylons nice short skirt and heels, with a button top to show some cleavage as I wanted to make sure he would fancy me.At the appointed hour we were sat in the hotel bar in an alcove; me with a G