Yard Work

I was busy working the yard, wacking weeds, until I feel a slight buzz from my pocket. It's you, sending me a message on my phone. It's a pic of you hooked up to a sex machine while you're suspended in the air on the sex swing. Hehe, you're obviously down in the house of sin. You tell me to quickly finish, that you're getting yourself ready for me. As I turn off the weed eater, I can clearly hear the roar of the machine & your cries of despair from clear across the yard. Being your faithful obedient lover & quickly get back to work. Images of your blissful agony sends me into overdrive. Minutes later, I finish my task & rush into our house, into our bedroom, & down into our dungeon through my side of the closet apparently, to see you in all your glory. Holding on for dear life as the fucking machine pounds away at what little life you have left. I take a moment to take it all in as I notice various laptops & TV screens playing clips of our past sexploits for you to lust over. The scene is a chorus of sin. I then simply walk up to your face & proceed to feed you my cock, as the machine continues to mercilessly pound into you. Taking punishment from both ends, your body gives as you climax spraying the floor with shame, or lack there of. But I'm not done. I slide the machine out of you, & place your wobbly body on a stool. That is, until you realize that I've placed you on our sybian. Making sure to strap you in & restrain your arms behind you, I set the sybian to cunt-kill, & proceed to [DATA EXPUNGED] your face once again. Your quivering body & muffled moans directly into my cock sends me over the edge as I erupt from your both your mouth & nose. Chocking back coughs of climax you beg me to turn off the sybian & set you free. I do not. There I leave you as I exit the dungeon, about to join the boys, contemplating on what should we do to my slut whore of a wife. The multiple videos of you being pleasured continue to play.

~ Grim