Lost Property

Ann and I were on the last night of our summer holiday. We decided to go to a classy club offering an adult orientated show for our last night away. Normally Ann would baulk at going to this sort of place, but she seemed to be very relaxed from the holiday and possibly all the good sex had left her a little more receptive and more adventurous. It was quite a sophisticated club so we dressed smartly. Ann wore a lovely strappy black dress and had her hair pulled back to show off the lovely string of pearls she had around her neck. I wore a jacket and tie.

We had a great meal and quite a bit of wine as we watched the show. It was a real glamour show with girls in really extravagant costumes, although most of them were topless as well. The girls all had great bodies and looked really sexy in their skimpy outfits. In the final act the girls were left dressed in only the skimpiest of G-strings. My wife either did not notice, or chose not to comment on my staring at these beauties. The raunchy atmosphere in the place was complimented by waitresses in equally skimpy outfits.

Ann actually has a great body as well, since she works out regularly and is careful about what she eats. However, she has always been rather shy about being naked so she never spent any amount of time without clothes on -- much to my regret. At least she seemed to enjoy sex and so we had a good sex life which kept me satisfied.

After the show the floor was opened for dancing by everybody. The music was great and Ann and I enjoyed a number of dances. Feeling a bit turned from the show I felt her up a bit while dancing, but only within the limits that she found acceptable. Sometime later the last dance was announced and we took to the dance floor for a last time.

When the music ended, we both went to the bathroom before our ride back to the hotel. We came out of the bathrooms to find the club practically deserted. Our table had been completely cleaned, and Ann was horrified to find that her purse had also disappeared. Anxious pangs hit both us. Our passports and flight tickets home were in her purse.

We frantically searched for our waitress but could not find her. Eventually we managed to locate the barman, who said nobody had handed a purse in as lost property. However, he added, sometimes such things were handed in to the security people at the door. The show having ended and everybody having left though, the security people were now off duty. He suggested that we try the club owner's office as he would still be there.

We rushed down the passage to where he had indicated the office would be. Sure enough, the label on the door confirmed it was the right place. Ann knocked and we both entered when the door was opened.

We walked past a large, muscular man (who I recognized as one of the security guys from outside) into an enormous room. It was more like a small apartment than an office and was really luxuriously furnished. The carpets were soft and plush, there were some really comfortable looking couches and a leather topped desk. Obviously the club must have been generating quite a good profit to accommodate the owner in such luxury.

Form behind his desk the owner introduced himself as Jack, asked for our names and then asked what he could do for us. Ann explained our predicament, and was sounding quite desperate when she asked if they had maybe found her purse, or if somebody had maybe handed it in. She highlighted our plight by explaining the situation with our passports and flight tickets. Besides the potentially insurmountable problems of trying to get through the various immigration control points on our way home, we also could really not afford to buy new air tickets after the expense of our holiday.

Jack smiled and pulled out Ann's purse from one of his desk drawers, asking if this was the one. We both heaved a sigh of relief. Ann started thanking him profusely and advanced to collect it from him.

"Wait a minute. Not so fast Ann," Jack said emphatically, stopping Ann in her tracks. "I first want to know what you thought of the show tonight." I started explaining how great it was and how good looking the girls were. I told that he must have very good talent searches out there to find these girls.

"Hey Rick, I would like to hear what Ann thought of the girls, not you." Jack looked at Ann. "Did you find the girls were sexy and erotic?" Ann blushed a little at being asked such a direct question by this stranger, but responded indirectly by saying that she could understand why the show appealed to men.

"You didn't answer the question Ann, so let's try another one." Jack sounded a bit annoyed. "So tell me if you think your body is as sexy as those girls in the show."

Ann looked at me for help in this situation. I did not like such brazen questions being put to her, so responded. "Look Jack, I don't think it is fair or right to ask my wife such questions. Can we please just get her purse back and we will leave right away."

Clearly irritated by my interjection, Jack retorted, "Stay out of this Rick if you want any chance of getting Ann's purse back. I have something you want, so first you two have to give me what I want. Is that clear?" Jack glared at us looking quite threatening.

"Max - you may to have sort out this guy for me," Jack sneered, looking at his security man, who I now thought of as his bodyguard. Max, in his tight Jeans and even tighter T-shirt moved in behind Ann and me to reinforce the threat that Jack had made. Ann and I glanced at each other, feeling very uncomfortable about the way this was working out.

"Right Ann -- if you expect to get your purse back you will have to answer my question."

Ann's face flushed as she hesitantly responded. "Well I think I have a reasonably good figure, but probably not as good as your girls." I could sense that she hoped this was the right answer.

"Well since you are not sure, take your dress off - and I will assess for myself," Jack instructed in a tone which implied that he would not accept anything else.

"No Jack, please be reasonable. I am not that sort of woman and I have done nothing wrong. Can we not just get my purse back and we won't disturb you any longer," Ann pleaded.

"Ann, you do not seem to understand. Max found your purse and brought it to me for safe-keeping. So I believe you owe us some favours," Jack responded with that sneer in his voice again. "Max, I think you should take off the ladies dress so that we can make some progress here!"

"NO YOU WILL NOT!!" I yelled at Max and stepped in between him and Ann. I thought the whole situation was turning really sour and wanted to put a stop to it.

"Rick you are a slow learner and you irritate me. Max - tie him to the pillar with his own tie," Jack instructed in a low, menacing voice.

Max grabbed both my arms and forced me across to the pillar in the corner of the room. I tried to struggle but this muscleman was way too strong. He pulled my jacket half way down my arms effectively pinning them at my sides. Very quickly he ripped my tie off, pulled my arms behind me and around the pillar and tied my hands tightly at the back of the pillar. I was trapped, facing into the room.

"Rick, I hope you now understand your position. You will NOT interfere in my discussion with Ann. If you talk or shout we will also gag you. Is that clear?" he asked in that menacing tone.

"So Ann -- now we can continue where we left off. Max - take off Ann's dress."

"My pleasure boss!!" Max smiled.

I could see Ann stiffen up at Max's approach. Having seen what happened to me I guessed that she was too afraid to resist. Max moved behind Ann, unhooked the clasp at the top of her dress and slowly pulled the zipper down. Max then took each shoulder strap and slipped them off her shoulder. I couldn't help thinking that he seemed quite gentle in his actions with Ann. He eased the dress lower, making sure his hands brushed over Ann's breasts, before he let the slinky black dress slide down her body to land in a pile at her feet.

Despite the apprehension I felt, I found myself feeling proud of how sexy my wife looked standing there in her lacy black underwear and stockings. Her bra and panties were fairly transparent and her nipples and trimmed bush were quite visible. She did look sexy. Ann was clearly very embarrassed and did not know where to look. She had always been shy and reserved about her sexuality. Jack broke the silence.

"You look good. I like your choice of underwear -- it shows off your nipples and trimmed pussy quite well." Ann glanced down to see her nipples hardening in response to Jack's pointed comment.

"If you dress so sexily for your husband, I wonder what you wear for your lovers," he chuckled.

His comment hit a nerve with Ann, and she spat back. "I don't have any lovers and never have had. I am a respectable and loving wife." She glared at Jack.

Jack smirked. "If that is true we will have to teach you what you are missing out on Ann. But let's continue seeing how you compare to my girls. Since all the girls work topless we need to take your bra off Ann."

"No!! I will not appear topless in front of you men," Ann resisted and was clearly not going to just let Jack have his way. I was about to express my disgust when I remembered the threat of being gagged as well as tied up.

Jack picked up her purse and waved it at her. "I guess it going to be really awkward trying to get new passports in this country. Finding somewhere to stay in the meanwhile might be quite difficult as well in the middle of holiday season.............. Shall we have the bra off?"

Ann visibly backed down, and nodded her head.

"You at least seem to understand who is in control here. Max take off Ann's bra - I want to see her tits."

Max smiled in anticipation as he moved behind Ann. She stood quite rigid, with a very apprehensive look on her face, as she waited for him to expose her breasts. Max first slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, before unclipping the back. He then slowly eased the bra off, letting it fall at Ann's feet with her dress. Similarly to when he had removed Ann's dress, I thought he had an almost gentle, but erotic way of doing it. Max then cupped each breast, kneaded them briefly and tweaked her nipples before stepping away.

"Her tits are real boss -- no silicone there. They feel really good." Max smiled at Jack.

Ann had very nice, firm 36C tits, which were now exposed for all to see. She glanced down at her visibly hardening nipples, clearly dismayed at this reaction.

"Very nice Ann -- you certainly do look sexy. You could work at my club quite easily. I am sure the clients here would love to see those tits. You also seem to get a thrill out of showing them off - judging by the state of your nipples."

Ann blushed furiously, probably partly due to the fact that her aroused nipples had been noticed and commented on, but also due to the sexually biased comment about other men enjoying her body.

I had to admit that she looked very sexy standing there dressed in just her high heels and small lacy panties. With her hair tied up it seemed to emphasize her naked top half, while the string of pearls hanging down her chest drew one's eyes to her exposed tits.

Jack was clearly enjoying the sight as well. "Standing there dressed like that you look like a high class, sophisticated whore Ann. I bet you give a man a really good fuck."

Ann was visibly shocked at the crude comments. I had to try to stop these men abusing my wife. "Jack and Max -- just let us go. We will pay you - you can have whatever cash is in Ann's purse." I tried to reason.

"I warned you to keep quiet Rick!! Max - gag him," Jack snapped.

"You should realize that I run clubs to make money. I do not extort money from people. Ann can get her purse from our safekeeping once some favours have been returned. And I will decide what those favours are!!" Rick made his point.

Max produced a cloth from somewhere and quickly tied it around my head, cutting into my mouth. I could do no more than grunt. He did it so proficiently that I was sure he had done this many times before.

"I hope you understand Ann, that we have a way to get what we want," Jack said in a serious tone and looking in my direction. Ann looked stunned and gave a small nod.

"I am glad that is clear! Now I expect you to show some remorse for your husband's stupid interjections. You can start by giving me a blowjob," Jack sneered.

"OH GOD NO!!! Please don't make me do that. I'm a married woman and have always been loyal to my husband." Ann looked pleadingly at Jack.

"Ann -- your husband is tied up and you two are going nowhere until I have received the favours I expect. You WILL give me a blowjob -- and you had better do it well."

Jack smirked."Besides, if you have only experienced your husband's cock, it is way overdue for you to experience the thrill of another man's cock."

I could not stand this talk, and starting tugging at my restraints and making as much noise through the gag as I could.

Jack chuckled loudly. "Max, I think he is saying that he wants to watch his wife servicing another man. Pull his trousers down so that we can see if he gets turned on watching his wife with another man."

Max laughed as he roughly undid my trousers and pushed them down to my ankles. He also ripped my shirt buttons apart and pushed the shirt down my arms. I watched helplessly as he exposed my cock for all to see.

"I think little Rick going to enjoy watching his sexy wife get it on with another man?" he teased.

In the meanwhile Jack had moved from behind his desk and had taken off his shirt. He stood facing Ann. Ann's eyes scanned over the lean but muscular chest while he kicked off his shoes and then she focused on his crotch as his hands moved to undo his trousers. As Rick slid his trousers down a reasonably long, but slender cock popped out and stood to attention. I saw the apprehension in Ann's eyes as she wondered whether she could go through with this.

"Hey Ann, are you excited by what you see? Go ahead - touch my cock - get a good feeling for it, before you taste it and suck it." Jack laughed at Ann.

Ann seemed to realize that we were stuck in this office she had little option but to go along with Jack's instructions. The way they had dealt with me was a sure sign that if she did not co-operate they would just get rough about what they wanted.

Hesitantly she reached out and wrapped a hand around the cock that was pointing right at her. Jack covered her hand with his and stroked it up and down his length a few times. He instructed her to continue stroking him as he withdrew his hand from covering hers, and moved it up to cup her exposed breasts. He caressed and fondled both tits and rolled her nipples between his fingers. I knew that Ann's tits and nipples were highly erogenous zones for her and wondered if she was getting stimulated by Jack's touch.

Jack was obviously thinking similarly as he asked Ann, "So Ann, doesn't that feel good stroking another man's cock while he fondles you? And just think, you can enjoy this without even cheating on your husband behind his back -- since he is watching you have fun."

Ann didn't respond. Rick then pulled up a chair, and reclined in it with his cock standing straight up. He instructed Ann to come and kneel on one side of him. He positioned her such that I would be able to see very clearly what my wife was doing to him, and instructed her to get on with the blowjob.

Kneeling next to Jack, Ann stared down at his erect cock. "I ...... I don't know if I can do this," she stammered.

Jack just grabbed her one hand and placed it on his cock and told her to get on with it. Ann started to slowly slide her hand up and down his cock. Getting impatient, he grabbed Ann's hair and shoved her face into his lap. She was clearly shocked by his roughness and just opened her mouth and covered the head of his cock with it. With his hand still in her hair Jack got Ann's head bobbing up and down.

"That's more like it. Now make it good - or else....!!" Jack took his hand out of Ann's hair and started roughly fondling her tits.

Quite quickly Jack's rough kneading of Ann's tits was causing her to moan -- probably from a mix of pain and some pleasurable sensations. With her tits being sensitive I guessed that despite the rough handling she was experiencing some stimulation.

I could see Jack was starting to appreciate the wet sensations around his cock. Soon he was thrusting gently into Ann's mouth. Ann let out an erotic sounding little groan every now and then. Was she just trying to make Jack feel good, or was she actually finding herself involuntarily stimulated by what was happening?

Although I was still furious about Ann being forced to suck this man's cock, I had to admit that I found the sight very erotic. Here was my wife dressed only in her tiny lacy panties and stockings sucking a naked man's cock, while he was massaging her tits and rolling her nipples. Much to my disgust my cock started to get hard.

My wife's sucking and stroking of Jack's cock was getting him very worked up. He gave up on Ann's tits and brought both hands up behind her head. "Yeah baby, that's it. Enjoy getting some cock other than your husbands. I am going to cum soon -- and you are going to swallow every drop!!"

Ann speeded up her pace. Clearly she wanted to get this over and done with.

"Oh YEAHHHHHHH. HERE IT COMES. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH," shouted Jack, as he erupted into Ann's mouth. He held her head firm over his squirting cock and I could see her swallow for all she was worth.

As Jack's body experienced its last orgasmic jerk, he let go of Ann's head and she sat back on her haunches, breathless and flushed. She just looked down at the ground in front of her, as she wiped the last of Jack's cum from her lips.

"Not a bad blowjob for someone who claims to be inexperienced. You made me cum quite quickly." Jack smiled at Ann. "And now tell me -- did you find it a thrill to be pleasuring another man?" Looking over at me he added, "Your husband seemed to like watching you service another man."

Ann looked over at me, and frowned when she saw my rigid cock. I was very embarrassed at getting turned on from watching her being used and abused by other men. I could not look her in the eye.

"So Ann -- did you get a thrill from that?" Jack clearly wanted her to answer.

"NO, I did not! I have now carried out the favour you wanted so now pleeeeease let us go." Ann responded.

Jack instructed Ann to stand up facing him and said to her in soft voice. "I think you are lying to me -- and I don't take kindly to being lied to." With that he took hold of her lacy panties, and pulled them halfway down her thighs, exposing her pussy. I saw him slip a finger between her legs.

"Ann you have lied to me. Your cunt is sopping wet. You obviously got a huge thrill out of giving another man a blow job. I said you look like a sophisticated whore, and now I will treat you like one for lying to me!!" Jack plunged two fingers up Ann's cunt as he spoke. Her eyes opened wide and she could not prevent a groan escaping her lips.

"We are going to fuck you like a whore -- and your husband is going to watch how you get pleasured and made to cum by another man." Continuing to finger Ann's pussy, Jack looked at me and smirked, "Your wife will never be the same again. She is always going to want more variety after she has enjoyed a really good fucking here."

"Jack, pleeeeeeeease don't do this to me! Please don't make me have sex," Ann pleaded. "I just want to leave here with my husband now."

Ignoring her plea, Jack turned to Max. "Max, take off Ann's panties -- she won't be needing them -- and lay her down on my desk."

Max stepped up to Ann, slotted 2 fingers into the back of her panties and with seemingly no effort just ripped them off her. Ann gasped in surprise, and tried to cover her nakedness. Grasping her arms Max exposed her fully again, and lead her over to the desk. Following Jack's instructions he made Ann lie across the desk with legs over the side facing Jack's chair and her head over the opposite edge.