Couple's Therapy Ch. 01

"Now, dear," Janet purred, "you know you're way overdue for a shave. I stay well groomed down there. It's only fair that you should do the same."

It was true even now. Present day Janet had a beautiful cleanly shaved hairless pussy. The fact that this exposed her even more to Jonathan increased her humiliation.

"Oh, such a pouter!" Janet teased Bill. "Tell you what, sweetie." Janet sat on the bed and started to caress Bill's cock. It immediately popped up to attention.

Bill's erect cock had a formidable length and breadth.

"I'll make a deal with you," Janet continued. "You have one minute to get your cock to go down. If you can achieve that goal, I won't give you a degrading shave tonight."

Janet smiled as Bill struggled in his bonds. They both knew it was a sucker bet. For the next minute, Janet squeezed Bill's cock ever so gently. If anything, his cock hardened even more.

At the end of the minute, Janet giggled. "I guess it's party time, slave boy. Here's the best part." Janet picked up the steaming cup. She pulled out an old-fashioned shaving brush dripping with foam. She lathered up Bill's cock and balls. The warm foam made Bill's genitals wet and slippery. It felt wonderful. Bill moaned now, not with frustration but with pleasure.

Janet finally put the cup back on the tray. She picked up the straight razor. It had a bright metallic sheen.

"Now, be very, very still my darling. We still want to have kids someday, right?"

Bill looked at her with a dreamy expression. He didn't want kids distracting him now or in the near future.

Janet slowly scraped the blade around Bill's genitalia, very careful to not knick him. This was not their first bedroom game. Janet confidently cleaned off his pubic hair first around his cock and balls, then on the balls themselves. That was the most delicate part of the operation. Bill thrilled to the sense of danger he was under, but with the assurance that his love would do the job with tender care.

With her free hand, Janet gripped Bill's shaft to pull it out of the way of the blade and to stretch the surrounding skin. Bill gasped with pleasure, desperate to move in and out of her hand, but not daring to move. Janet smiled as she sensed Bill's inner struggle. She pretended not to notice, but it was adding to her own dark sexual thrills to have her man completely at her mercy.

Finally, Janet finished her task. She put down the razor and used the warm wet towel to mop the remaining shaving cream off of Bill's crotch. His turgid cock bobbed up and down. Bill threw his head back on the pillow in ecstasy. Just a little more...

Janet gave Bill's cock a light slap. "No, you don't!" she chided. "No cumming until I'm raping you. You know the rules!"

Bill grunted. He was so close! But he knew better than to defy Janet when she was on a roll.

Jonathan paused the video, strolled over to Bill and smiled.

"Good times, eh, Bill? I can see you are enjoying the show."

Sure enough, Bill's cock was snapped at attention. He had yet to get it to soften. Tears started coming down Bill's face.

Janet looked to her left to see what Jonathan was doing. She started to cry as well. But, her real fear was whether or not Jonathan would notice...

"Oh, I don't have to check on you, Janet. I can see the product of your lust dripping out of you all the way over here."

Janet started, taken aback by Jonathan's accusation. It couldn't be true. Janet never got to the point where...

Then she realized that Jonathan was right. Janet was dripping wet. Vaginal fluid was dropping from between her legs and plopping onto the floor.

The humiliation was crushing.

The video continued.

"You know what comes next, slave, don't you?" Janet murmured. Bill shook his head vigorously "No!" in mock protest. Janet knew that unless Bill gave the safe word signal, she could do anything she wanted. With an evil grin, she picked up a marker on the tray. She removed the cap and positioned herself on the bed between Bill's legs.

"Stay still, slave!" she snapped. "This had better not get smeared like last time!" To emphasize her control, Janet firmly grasped Bill's cock. That calmed him down.

Janet smiled. "Good boy. Now stay still..."

Janet moved the marker over Bill's abdomen just above his freshly shaved cock. She inscribed the word "SLAVE" across his flesh. Bill moaned. Just to add to his humiliation, Janet used her phone to take several pictures of Bill's naked bound body.

"Just imagine if I sent these to our friends," Janet purred. "Or your boss or coworkers. Or your parents." Bill struggled in his bonds in mock outrage.

He loved it.

The version of Bill strung up in an unknown warehouse in an unknown location also moaned. His moans had a much sharper edge than the version in the video.

The video version Bill was now as erect as he ever got. He felt like he was going to explode. Janet laughed as she straddled his cock, guided it into her pussy, and lowered herself down. Bill started to thrust up into her.

Janet grabbed the nipple clamps and pulled on them hard enough to pull them taut but not hard enough to pull them off. Bill gasped at the shock of pain.

"Oh, no you don't. I'm raping you, remember? You move as I direct, slave!"

Bill nodded timidly.

"Now, slowly, thrust up. Hold it there. That's right. Now, drop back. Slowly, bitch! Now, again..."

Janet directed Bill as though he was a circus animal and she was the trainer. It was humiliating for Bill but enthralling for both participants. Whenever Bill was too close to orgasm, Janet would pull on the clamps just hard enough to deter him. She kept him right on the edge for over half-an-hour.

Finally, Janet arched her body, threw back her head, and yelled, "Give it to me, cunt! All you have! Or I'll geld you! Now, bitch!!!" She pulled harder on the nipple clamp chain for emphasis.

Bill's entire body was afire. He cried out through the gag. Taking his cue, Janet ripped the clamps off just as Bill's orgasm exploded in her pussy. Bill's gag muffled his agonized scream.

Janet's own orgasm hit exactly in time with Bill's. She, however, wasn't gagged. It wasn't the first or last time her next-door neighbors would be awakened by her cries.

Finally, Janet collapsed onto Bill's bound form. She gently kissed, sucked, and caressed his sore nipples. This sent twin sensations of pain and pleasure through Bill's nervous system. Bill threw back his head and moaned into his gag. He was starting to feel addicted to the pain as well as the pleasure.

In a distant location, several people sitting in a darkened room took careful notes on Bill's reactions.

Jonathan turned off the video and switched back to the live feed. Bill and Janet were again treated to their dismayed reflections. But, now, there was a different atmosphere--a subtle shift in how they were handling their imprisonment. Each of them recognized that look of wanton lust in the other's face. They had seen it on the first night they met in that bar in Seattle. They had been together ever since.

Jonathan walked up to Janet. He rubbed his palm firmly across her pussy. As tightly bound as she was, Janet couldn't help but to arch her back and press her crotch forward, desperate to increase the pressure enough for her to cum. With a smirk, Jonathan pulled back his hand just enough to deny Janet an orgasm. She gasped in frustration.

Then, Jonathan strolled over to Bill who was struggling not to scream obscenities through his gag. Jonathan glided his hand, wet and slippery with Janet's cunt juices, up and down Bill's rock-hard cock. Like Janet, Bill couldn't help but try to adjust his cock, but in his case, he wanted to thrust against Jonathan's grip to increase the pressure and frequency of Jonathan's ministrations. For a few moments, Jonathan indulged him. But just as Bill's cock started to throb with the promise of a massive ejaculation, Jonathan drew his hand away. Bill forgot his orders to remain silent. He gurgled with rage and longing, willing to do anything for the few more strokes he needed.

Jonathan grinned as though he had just achieved a sought after goal. He turned around and faced the monitors.

"They're prepped," he said. "Bring in 32 and 33."

He turned back to Bill and Janet. There was a broad smile on his face.

"It's time for the final phase."