grin and bare it

Three months later I was with Heather in our suite in Paris. Trying not to think about how much had changed that day. We spent all day looking for the strange man but couldn't find him in the crowd. More than a few times we were stopped by people wanting selfies with us. Vivian was convinced the man was doing it to distract us. No matter what we wanted we couldn't refuse their requests for photos or hugs or kisses so we gave up. We went home...together. Our apartment was nicely furnished and we sat silently watching tv and not looking at each other.

During dinner, we ate silently and didn't look at each other until Heather's phone rang. Her manager/agent had called and had booked her a show in Paris. When she heard she jumped out of her chair and I joined her when she told me! We forgot about our discomfort with each other and we kissed in celebration. We tried and succeeded to resist these new feelings that felt so fresh and still so old, for the first night at least. But waking up on the bed spooning her I couldn't resist. It was just as I remembered and still a totally new experience for me. Just thinking about it I could feel myself getting wet, I hated it but...

"Honey, I mean, Viv. Are you ready to go?" We both would slip and call each other pet names from time to time now.

"You tell me." I spun slowly in my dress so she could take it all in the way I used to when we were in school. No, that was not my life!

"You look beautiful I mean, you look good."

"You look...good too." She really did look beautiful. God, I can't want her again!

"We should go." She **** a smile on her face and held out her hand. I slipped my gloved hand in hers and we left the suite and rode the limo to the show.

"Are you nervous about your first big show?"

"A little."

"You're an amazing artist you wouldn't be here if you weren't."

"So long as you're with me. You're my good luck charm." Her face flashed with shock when she realized she did it again. We keep slipping into our new lives as the sweet fashion designer and her doting wife at the most inopportune times. Whenever she was nervous she would slip into her loving role and whenever I was upset I would run to her for comfort which would always end with her doing something romantic for me and us making love.

Heather went to work backstage while I mingled at the event party with a glass of champagne. I was talking with some celebrity when I spotted him. That bastard! His stupid little flat-top haircut. I excused myself and pushed through the crowd until I found him by the ice sculpture talking to some waitress carrying shrimp. "Get to work," I told the girl with a growl. She glared as she left but she'll never know how I saved her. "You need to fix us!"

"I already gave you so much my dear." He ate the shrimp he was holding, "So much so I was down and out for weeks."

"Please! I don't want to be a lesbian."

"You're not. You're just a straight woman married to a woman."

"But we...do things."

"Shame those old habits are hard to break."

He was so dismissive it pissed me off, he didn't care he ruined my life and all to what? "You just enjoy fucking with people don't you?"

"Like drinking a fine wine."

"Why? Is your own life so utterly empty you have to smash up someone else's? Are you such a miserable little bastard of a man that the ruin of someone's life is what keeps you going?" He fixed his steely eyes upon me harshly and what anger I had gave away to fear, "Please, I can't do this. I can't love her. I don't deserve this!"

He bit into a tiny sandwich and resumed ignoring me, "Tell you what I'm gonna do, I'll ignore your little outburst. I rarely meet with people I've changed a second time but every time I do it's always the same. Too many complaints about this or that and the one thing I've found is they all have a key element involved that fixes everything."

"What's that?" I swallowed hard, I could already feel his grip on my brain once again.

"Really good sex." My mouth dropped, "Think about it when you have really good sex you're much happier with your lot in life. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes. But, I'm with Heather..." I was hoping I could lead him where I wanted him to go since **** felt like a terrible idea.

"I'm aware." Another tiny sandwich gone. "I know what you want and I can't give it to you so don't even ask. If it was something I could do I wouldn't have to eat such awful food. No offense to the caterer but once you've had memories everything else just tastes so...pedestrian." He looked like he expected me to agree, "Anyway, I gave you so much for so little last time I'm still limping so such a big change is out of the question. But I can promise you really good sex."

It felt like fingers digging through the sand on the beach of my memories, "Wait-" I was back on my honeymoon surrounded by handsome muscular men but as much as I should have wanted them I was leering at my new wife sunbathing in her bikini next to me, her golden blonde hair shining in the sun as we sat poolside. I could feel myself getting wet again staring at her. "Hey," I grab her hand and stand her up, "come on."

"Where are we going?" She giggles. She knows. Oh, she knows. We burst into the room already kissing and fighting to see who can free the other from our bikinis when Heather throws me on the bed.

"Cheater!" I tease playfully seeing my breasts are now exposed from the impact. She's on me in a second grabbing my thighs and lifting my legs over her shoulders. She pulls my panties aside and I feel her tongue flicking at my pussy like a cat drinking milk. "He-y-Fuck!" I shout as she teases me with each flick of her tongue. Slowly she lowers me as her tongue dives deeper into my sex. Her finger slid inside of my now eager entrance. She knew exactly what buttons to push to get me right to the edge. Her fingers find new ways to torment me as one begins probing my butt. I moan feeling the new sensation then she flips me over on my stomach, "What are you doing?" I asked playfully. She slapped my butt playfully and I bit my lip in anticipation while she pulled my panties down.

Her hands grasped my hips and pulled my ass up then she grabbed my cheeks and I felt her spread me open, I knew what was coming. I squealed as her tongue slid across my back entrance. I didn't bother to suppress my moans as I felt a strange new pleasure I never felt before. Her masterful tongue sent waves of pleasure pulsing through my entire body as I bit the blanket to try and stay conscious as my eyes rolled into the back of my head when she continued her **** on my pussy with her fingers!

As I came, returned consciously to the gala memories flooded my mind of nights filled with her playing more and more with my asshole and my body being racked with the most amazing orgasms I've ever had. Until one night she brought out her strap-on once again, I wanted to tell her no that it was a one-time thing during our wedding night but I couldn't resist her angelic face wearing nothing but a smile and her fake cock that she stroked liberally with lube. We lay there naked and panting for air when Heather asks, "We should do this more often." It was amazing but I wanted to tell her no, I tried with every fiber of my being but I simply agreed and went to sleep using her breasts as my pillows. That was last night!

"No! You can't do this to me! You have to-" I could feel it when I stamped my foot.What the hell was that?

"Be honest, the prospect of what awaits you tonight leaves you weak in the knees. If it didn't why did you bring your little toy?" It was like wearing a hat for a long period of time, you almost forget it's there until you shift it or touch it. I could remember, the surprise this morning from Heather, the shiny metal plug with a purple jewel at the base. She called it my princess plug because I'm her little princess. Oh, God! She said it was to prepare me! "You know you are so ungrateful, I give to you the perfect life and the perfect wife that most would kill for and all you can do is complain." His calm tone had vanished as he circled me and his voice spoke as if from beyond the grave. "I think someone as ungrateful as you deserve to be punished."

"No, please! You've already done so much to me-"

"To you! I have done them for you!" He struck out his hand against my forehead and I could feel the heat of his fury pass into me and suddenly it was gone. "Never seek me out again." His even tone had returned as he picked up another sandwich, "Believe me it will only get worse if you do."

There was a crack of another blinding flashbulb behind him blinding me and he was gone again. I stood motionless afraid what would happen next when Heather suddenly grabbed my arm. "There you are, come on the shows about to start!" She was so happy I didn't want to tell her I had possibly ruined both of our lives. At the very least no one seemed to notice my outburst with the crazy warlock or demon or whatever he is.

The show went off without a hitch as everyone enjoyed her designs, even the ones I thought were the more out there ones that no one would wear in real life but she assured me it's paris fashion it's just what you do. For hours we spoke to celebrities and models and wannabes as I waited nervously for my punishment. Each step around the party I could feel my little invader. Every bump on the ride home sent a jolt of pleasure through my body. "Don't worry, we'll be home soon then we can relax." She promised, did she forget? Was her promise changed now? Was it something even worse?!

That night we took off our fancy clothes and showered and we laid in bed. "Good night."

"Good night." She kissed me wincing, "Sorry. Old habits." She fell asleep quickly and I slowly followed realizing that everything was normal, well as normal as my life was now.

The next morning we woke and I showered again after my morning business and realized I put my plug back in without even thinking. I went to take it back out and...the rest of the day we did touristy stuff enjoying the sights and smells of Pairs and with each step, I was reminded of my little friend still sparkling under my skirt.

As we prepared for bed I realized my shiny friend was still with me, damn him. I can't remove it! Every time I try I space out. That sick bastard's parting 'gift'. Heather stepped out of the shower. The steam rolling in behind her, "Are you ready?" Oh great, it was one of those nights. Her voice and her movements showed no sign she wanted anything other than to be here with me but her eyes showed the same trapped puppet as mine did.

She kissed me our opening act as she slipped my nightgown off of my shoulders letting it fall lightly to the floor. I returned her kisses with equal passion and that part of me, that part he created, enjoyed the feel of her lips and how they fit perfectly in mine. She pushed me and I fell back onto the large bed, "Wait there." She growled like a tiger about to devour her prey. She opened her drawer and stepped into her strap-on, at least in some way I would get dick tonight.

She turned around and revealed her purple monster! "What the hell!?" It was obscenely large, it was as long as my arm and twice as thick!

"It's your surprise." She explained as she stroked the monstrous cock. "It's the biggest they make without getting one of those horse dildos." She laughed. "Plus it has a dildo in me too so when you bounce on it I can really feel it!" That was going to destroy my pussy and I had no way to stop her, we were compelled by an evil man with a bad haircut. She pulled me onto her lap. Oh god no! She slapped my ass hard. It wasn't the nice playful slaps she'd normally give, this one stung.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"I don't know, I just feel like you need to be punished for some reason." She spanked my ass again with a loud fleshy smack.

"Ow!" I cried out again. She continued spanking me until my ass was red. She sat me on her lap and held me and kissing me softly. I didn't blame her, I couldn't. She was compelled by the same **** as me but...when she was tender with me like this it stirred feelings inside of me that made the humiliation and **** worth it that I hated. I suddenly felt an emptiness and saw my little friend roll on the floor. Was it over? Was that his punishment? She rolled me onto the bed and I felt a sense of relief as she reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. "No." I heard myself suddenly say.

"No what?" She was as shocked as I was and almost hopeful. Maybe he blew out a fuse trying to punish me and we were free!

"No lube, I’ve been bad and need to be punished.” I heard myself speak again with a flirtatious giggle. My face refused to show my true shock and horror as she placed the lube back into the nightstand.

Heather stopped and looked at me softly mere inches from my face "I just wanted to say," Her eyes, she was in control? "you look like an angel." She pushed a strand of my blonde hair out of my face, "It even looks like you have a halo." She smiled sweetly before her eyes shifted back. Her body was no longer under her control any more than mine. "I love you." Most of the time I don't think she means it but after that...maybe that's what he wanted.

"I love you too." We kissed and I tried to scream to tell her to stop, tried to move, to kick my legs, to stop fucking smiling, anything! But my body wouldn't listen. When my body finally did my knees lifted and my hands reached back and spread my cheeks apart giving her full access to my unlubed hole.

Slowly I could feel the purple head against my asshole and it slowly pierced me. I screamed out in pain and pleasure. My little friend didn't prepare me for anything like this. It was a tugboat and this was the Titanic in my ass! I hated every inch that drove deeper into my ass that gave me such pleasure as she rocked back and forth inside of me. Heather tried her best not to go too fast and hurt me but I spoke again. "Harder!" I moaned. "Fuck me!" I demanded and grabbed her ass pulling her deeper inside of me suddenly. "Oh fuck!" I screamed, "Just like that."

Heather kissed me again and slowly pulled back her cock, I knew what was coming next but I knew I couldn't stop it. She suddenly slammed it deep inside of me so I thought my body would split in two. She did it again only she didn't wait as long before plunging back into my depths. Again I yelled in pleasure. Again she pulled back and in even less time she rammed her thick veiny cock into me. Again, and again, faster and faster her cock ravaged me. My screams and moans were continuous as I filled the room with my cries for more and harder and faster as I clawed her back with nothing else to hold on to but her flesh. She pulled me up and she sat on the edge of the bed allowing me to impale myself on her enormous cock. We kissed breathlessly our sweaty bodies pressed together as our bodies built to what's coming. We tumbled onto the floor but that didn't slow us down as I used the floor for more leverage so I could bounce on her cock even harder. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna-Oh god fuck me!" Heather shouted as she came under me. She slipped her fingers into my soaking pussy fucking my pussy with her fingers and that was it for me! I threw my arms around her kissing her again as my orgasm rocked my body like a tsunami.

"Oh, fuck!" I held on to her for dear life. I can't believe what we did what I did!

The next morning I woke up alone in bed my princess plug returned to its proper place. When I sat up I noticed a note on my nightstand. 'Shame those old habits are hard to break.' That sick bastard's way of telling me I picked up a new habit. It's bad enough I have to have anal sex but now it's rough anal sex?

A few weeks later Heather had another surprise for me, she had made me something as an early birthday present. It looked like a thong but it had a butt plug attached, it reminded me of her strap-on. "I love it!" I heard myself say again and knew more and more thongs like this were in my future.