SLAP HIM

I am going to teach him a lesson about unwelcome touches. I quickly pivoted on a dime, and with the speed of the pivot, I landed a hard slap across his face. When his face took it without even flinching, I knew it was a mistake. In a flash, his hand gripped around my neck while he drove me into the room. He pushes me back and flat onto a table before tightly binding my arms and legs. “YOU BITCH! Don’t you realize that you signed a contract saying I could do whatever I want to you.” He stuffs my own panties in my mouth before taping it shut and binding my head to the table. I struggled against the binding, but I quickly found out there was no way I was getting free or even making an auditable sign asking for help. Once he was sure I wasn’t going anywhere, the man called out. “Hay Tom, go get this bitches husband, and let’s get started.”

A minute later, A man enters the room with my husband. The moment my eyes see my husband, I try to scream for help, but it just comes out as muffled moans. The man who I can only assume to is Tom pats my husband on his back. “Here that bro, your wife is already moaning, boy she is one horny bitch.”

“What going on here?” he asked the moment he saw me restraint and all the tattoo equipment.

The man answered, “it should be clear. Your horny wife wanted us to leave a permanent mark on her body of tonight’s action.” Without waiting for another second to pass, he thrust his cock straight and mercilessly into me, causing me to scream into my own panties. The man taunted my husband, “You hear her moaning from my cock... She loves this.”