Taken to the back ...

Nicole hung limply, whimpering through her muffled panties. Despite everything she’d been through, she looked sexually satiated. She had a glow that women seem to emanate after they’ve enjoyed a royally good fucking. Her eyes seemed distant, yet they were very aware of her surroundings. She saw her large audience gathered around the store, gawking over her. Their lustful stares gave her somewhat renewed energy, knowing that she was turning them on. The only problem was that she was still bound, and she couldn’t control the situation. She had let herself succumb to the stranger’s will. Her total release had resulted in a series of mind-blowing orgasms, and sexual awakenings. Nicole liked the feeling!

As I looked up from Nicole’s position, I made eye contact with the large guy, whose cock was just buried in her ass. He held my gaze as he slowly crossed the room to where I was standing, leaving Nicole totally helpless. When he neared me, he reached out his large hand, offering me a handshake, which I graciously returned. He pulled me in, patted me on the back, and then turned me around. His arm was on my shoulder and he was hugging me as if we were old buddies. “We need to talk,” he whispered as he directed me towards the back room, which was filled with video booths. Just before entering the darkened hallway, I glanced over my shoulder to see Nicole, still hanging from her binds.

“What about …” I began to ask, when I was interrupted.

“She’ll be just fine,” he assured me, pulling me into the hallway and around the corner. “I just wanted to say I’m sorry if things got out of control back there. You have one hell of a great wife!”

It was my time to reassure him. “If I thought for one minute that she didn’t want to go through with it, I would have put an end to it,” I lied. He had me so mesmerized; I couldn’t have put an end to it. Besides, Nicole’s promiscuity had gotten me aroused also.

“That’s exactly what I wanted to talk to you about,” he continued. “I’ve had many women that I’ve toyed with in the past. Your wife is a packed powder keg. I’d really like to spend more time with her. I think she would make an excellent subject for my next project. I guarantee, it would be a lucrative venture for all concerned.”

I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but I was taken by his utter sincerity. He continued chatting, detailing what he’d like to do. He went on to say that he wanted to feature Nicole in his next publication, and to make a series of videos for possible future publication. He began laying the groundwork for some of the ideas he had in mind. We continued chatting as my mind was filled with images of Nicole in the various positions, and situations he detailed.

After nearly fifteen minutes of his ramblings, I told him I would talk it over with Nicole.

He stopped me! “No! That can’t be! You have to make the decision! If she makes the decision, the element of surprise is lost in the pictures, and she has the ultimate control. That can’t happen! I need to know now! Is it yes, or no?”