My Baby's Surprise

It started out as something of a fantasy of mine. To be bound and gagged and then made passionate love to against my will. Sounds kind of silly don't you think?

Yeah, that's what my husband thought, at least that's what I thought until last night.

It was a Friday night and I was close to getting off work. My keys were in my hands, I was slowly going out to my Jetta, so that I could go home and see Charles, my husband of five years. The parking lot was nearly deserted and I was one of the last ones to leave. I spun my keys around on my finger as I slowly walked over to the car. Just as I got to the car, and was close to lining up the key, I heard a voice in my ear.

"You move a muscle and we kill you."

My heart froze in my chest, and I stood stock still, just as they had told me to do.

"Blindfold, gag."

I opened my mouth slightly and let them place the gag into my mouth. Better to let them have their fun and let it be over with as soon as possible.

The two articles were tied around me, not tight, but secure enough so that I wasn't able to scream or see where we were going. I felt myself be lifted up and gently seated in a car, the slamming of doors giving proof to my assertion.

"Keep an eye on her." Someone said. I was almost positive that I recognized the voice, but I wasn't quite sure.

We drove for I don't know how long, but then we pulled over to a dead stop. "End of the line, all out." One of the men joked, and I was positive that I knew him as well, yet I just couldn't place my finger on it.

A set of hands grabbed me under the arms and another set grabbed my feet, I knew now that there were at least two men, if not more. In a few moments I was lifted out of the car and carried somewhere, though I couldn't tell you where, not really.

What I could tell me was that where they placed me was nice and soft. There were a couple of pillows and possibly a nice bedspread.

"Lift her." The second voice said, and my hands were lifted up above my head where I then felt the coarseness of rope being bound around them. My ankles too joined in a few moments later.

Once this happened, I heard something that seemed to fill me with dread, and a pair of scissors was taken out. With my eyes blinded my hearing had grown perceptibly. I could hear the "scritch, scritch" sound that the scissors made as they cleaved their way through the fabric of my clothes. Each body part that was uncovered was suddenly bathed in goose pimples.

In moments I was naked and being ogled by god knows whom.

"What do you want us to do with her now boss?"

"Leave her to me…" This was a new voice that I hadn't heard before, and even though that this man was probably going to have his way with me, I couldn't help but be aroused.

He was wearing gloves. I could tell this as he started to touch me and I had no sense of tactility.

He roamed all over my body, and in spite of the predicament that I was in I could feel myself becoming aroused with every caress.

My mind flashed over to my husband, Freddy, and I wondered exactly what he would do if he could see me right now.

I felt a hand as it started to caress my lower body, entwining a finger inside of my pubic hair, running a gloved hand next to the inner recesses of my thatch.

"Do you know what you're going to get you little slut?" The words were angry, harsh, and though part of me was angry, another part of me was excited, wondering what debauchery was going to occur.

Suddenly I felt a cock as it teased its way into my inner recesses. This was sheathed in a condom, so unfortunately, this took away any of the sensation that I might have felt, but the arousal factor of actually being dominated kicked in and I could feel as I started to gush.

"You like it hot and hard don't you?"

I felt him plow his rock hard cock into me and I couldn't help but groan, thinking how nasty this was.

The only other thought that I was having, aside from the fact that I wanted Charles to be there, was that this was some of the best sex that I'd ever had in my entire life. I heard the gentleman inside of me moan, and part of me recognized that moan.

I felt the blindfold being lifted from my eyes, the restraints being removed form my body, and the gag being lifted from my mouth. My vision was a little blurry for a few moments, until I was able to finally tell that it was Charles, staring down at me with a great big smile on your face.

"Hi honey?" He looked at me sheepishly, "how did you like your surprise?"

"I love you Charles," I told him as I enshrouded his body with mine.