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Taking Sophie Pt4

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

Hi everyone,

So our story moves on, although perhaps into somewhat different territory now...

Thanks, as always for the great comments, either as comments in the thread itself, or in DMs.

I tend not to respond in the thread itself, in case I give something away, and also in case people see me posting and think it's a new chapter.

But please rest assured that all your comments are read and very gratefully received.

And I'm also grateful for the time you are all giving up to read my little tale.

The next chapter will be along in a few minutes..

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By *ervously excitedCouple
over a year ago

perranporth

Waiting with baited breath

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Waiting with baited breath "

Ditto

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

Dublin 13

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

42.

And that was it. The genie was out of the bottle and not about to be shoved back in.

When I'd first found out about Alex, about her sleeping with him, Sophie had told me that it was just 'for a little while'. And I'd taken her at her word.

But she'd also said that it was something she needed to do. And I'd ignored the possibility that the need would always be there, and assumed that it was just something that she was getting out of her system. A consequence of never having a sex life beyond the one we'd shared.

But this wasn't just an affair. This was powerful stuff. Hannah had told me that it was like a drug. What made me think she would ever be able to get herself off it. Or want to.

Maybe her time with Alex would be limited. When he got bored, as Hannah had also said. But what then? Was Alex going to pass her on to the husband of the next woman he wanted to own, just as he'd passed Hannah to me?

And looking at her now, I knew Sophie would like that. To be treated as sexual property. To be passed on. And on?

And even if I was misjudging him, even if Alex was the good guy Sophie made him out to be, even if he just gently dropped Sophie, who was to say that Sophie wasn't going to find her own replacement?

She was on that contact site now. She had her blog, another way of making contacts. She could probably find her own dom very easily.

And I knew that it wouldn't be me. It couldn't be me now. No matter how proficient I became at the whole dominant thing, I couldn't be Sophie's dom, because she would never be able to see me like that.

And she probably didn't want to. Because having me as her husband and someone else as her dom meant that she could switch back and forth between Sophie and Alice easily.

I could see it now. Understand it. Why had I ever thought this was a temporary situation? Something that I just needed to ride out.

Because Sophie had led me to believe it? Because she possibly thought so herself at first, until she really got a taste for it.

Or because I'd been in denial, refusing to let myself see that once she started this, she wasn't going to stop. This was her. This was her life now.

"I..." It was all I could say. I was lost for words.

Sophie could see that a bomb had just gone off. She trotted out her familiar line.

"It's just sex babe. That's all. It's not love." She spread her arms wide, as if to say 'look at me!'. "This has happened and we're still here. I'm still here, I'm still me, still Sophie."

I looked at her silently. That was the problem. She wasn't.  She definitely wasn't the same person, but... she was still my wife. And I still loved her. And I knew I couldn't live without her.

And I knew this wasn't just her life now. It was ours. It was mine.

And I felt sick to my stomach thinking about it. Weeks, months, years stretching ahead. Sophie being fucked by countless guys. And the bondage, the S&M... what was going to be done to her?

And weeks, months, years of countless times of feeling sick every time she left the house to meet someone.

Would it ease? Would I get used to it? I had no idea.

"Look," she said, "come on. It's Sunday. Let's go out, have a late lunch somewhere. Let's get back to being us again. Show ourselves that when we're together this isn't going to change us. How we are."

This was her way of demonstrating to me that 'normal' life always continued running smoothly in the background, no matter what we threw at it. And then an idea occurred to her. A way of proving that even further. Giving me a glimpse of our future, where nothing was changed.

"And let's go to the travel agents near Primark. Let's get some brochures and see where we want to go this summer. Let's book a nice holiday to look forward to." She smiled.

I didn't feel like doing either. But I knew I had to, or I was lost. Our marriage was lost.

Lunch, at a local gastropub, was actually quite pleasant. The food was good. The beer was better. And as Sophie was driving, I could have a couple.

I determined to avoid all talk about our alternative life, about Alice or Hannah. Even though I had things I wanted to talk about, most notably when I would be able to see Hannah. I just wanted to focus on Steve and Sophie. On 'real' life. Sophie seemed happy to go along with that. She probably didn't want any questions about her activities or intentions. She just wanted to be... normal... too.

The plan worked well, until we were just finishing dessert. Sophie's phone buzzed and the screen lit up.

She had her phone set up so that messages and notifications were displayed on the lock screen. I couldn't help looking at it and couldn't miss the fact that it was from Alex.

Even now he couldn't leave us in peace. Even when he was on the way to bloody China. So much for forgetting about all that for a bit. Sophie unlocked her phone and read the message. Frankly, I thought that was rude and not a little insensitive. Taking a message from her dom when she was having a meal out with her husband. But I supposed that compared to her recent indiscretions, this one was pretty tame.

But it was also interesting how quickly she'd reacted to the message. It was almost a reflex. Jumping to at the sound of Her Master's Voice.

Sophie realised what she had done and apologised.

I didn't say anything. Deciding that there was no point making an argument out of it. But now that Alex had spoilt our time together, I figured I might as well talk about our other lives and this would also give me an opportunity to ask about meeting Hannah.

"What did he want?" I asked coolly.

"He was just saying that he will see me soon and hopes I'll be a good girl while he's away." She paused. There was more to come. "And to remind me that I will have to do my tasks."

"What tasks?" Jesus the guy was on his way to China. Couldn't he even leave her alone whilst he was on the other side of the fucking World?

Or maybe he wanted to make sure that she didn't go cool on him while he was away, like I thought, hoped, she might. I realised that I had been naive to imagine that he wouldn't still be looming over her, controlling her, just because he couldn't be physically present. He too had probably recognised the risk of his power weakening by leaving Sophie alone for too long just now, and he was obviously going to make sure she still felt his presence.

"Just silly little things he will ask me to do each day. I need to do them or I get a harder task... or a punishment."

This was almost like a game to her. She was enjoying it. She was enjoying the fact that she was being made to do things by someone thousands of miles away.

Well let her play her silly bloody games then. At least he wasn't making her suck cocks and take mouthfuls of cum at a glory hole while he was away.

And I wasn't waiting two weeks to see Hannah either. Fuck it. That wasn't being determined by those two anymore. Alex might be able to control Sophie from China, but not me.

It was time to get control of my own sex life back, instead of just reacting to Sophie and Alex's agenda.

I gave Sophie a look that told her what I thought of the stupid 'tasks' game. "Right, well listen then," I said. "I need to establish something here. So far I've only met Hannah when you were with Alex. But if you're intent on carrying on with this, then I don't see why that needs to be the case in the future."

Sophie considered this. "No, I don't suppose it does," she replied, "although it is more convenient that way, because if we play at the same time it means we also have more time together." She shrugged, "but no, in principle, if I'm I'm not meeting that doesn't have to stop you seeing Hannah."

"That's what I thought. I mean, it's not like I'm going to be out every night is it. But Hannah mentioned that Alex is away for two weeks and to be honest I don't want to wait that long to see her again, just because you won't be meeting."

"Oh..." She hesitated. "Well it's not actually like that babe... just because Alex is away it doesn't mean that I won't be meeting anyone..."

She hesitated again.

"He's arranging some things for me... while he's away...with some other guys... and he's left me with a list of times when I'm to make myself available for them..."

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

neath

And the plot thickens

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By *1sexypairCouple
over a year ago

Retford

Great story

It's going to get very interesting with Steve & Sophie

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By *groot20Couple
over a year ago

Mayfair

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Such a hot story

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

Emotional ups and downs. This story takes me from turned on to almost depression and back to euphoria. Fantastic writing OP keep going

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By *otWifeCoupleNWCouple
over a year ago

Preston

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By *wice pleaseMan
over a year ago

near Darlington

I have warned several guys on FAB and elsewhere that have wanted to get their wives into the lifestyle that sometimes there is just no going back, so be very sure its what you really want . I was involved with a couple for age as regulars and found out that he wanted to stop but she didnt. she was a great fuck but i had to make the decision to stop .

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By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford

Oops Steve has just realised he knows nothing

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By *each bumCouple
over a year ago

west yorks

Great x

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By *arc5t5Man
over a year ago

Chorley

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Talk about head stomper xx

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

Dublin 13

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By *nglianmanMan
over a year ago

Ipswich

Definitely need to look at getting this published....fantastic story...be good to see pics of Sophie and Hannah....assuming they exist....keep it going

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By *assionatepoetsCouple
over a year ago

Highbridge

Bookmark

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By *ountryfansCouple
over a year ago

huntingdon

Loving this story.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Loving this!

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By *untooMan
over a year ago

manchester

This was to be expected. I love the way this twists and turns and then, just when we think we have figures it out, there’s another twist. Masterful writing

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

It's an amazing story and keeps getting better.

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By *lirts.R.usCouple
over a year ago

lanarkshire

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By *ikingpairCouple
over a year ago

Cambridge


"Emotional ups and downs. This story takes me from turned on to almost depression and back to euphoria. Fantastic writing OP keep going "

Yes! Glad I'm not the only one...

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By *apient_stagMan
over a year ago

Glocs

How have I only just discovered this? Thank you so much!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

The first thing I do each day when I log onto fab is to come here and see if the next instalment is up. Fantastic reading

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

When you read this it make you feel emotionally connected to each character as if you were 1 of them xx calling it an emotional rollercoaster doesn't do it justice xx

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

This is gripping

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great story - looking forward to more, lots more!!

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By *un Bi couple yorkshireCouple
over a year ago

Doncaster

Nail biting writing this op ,we never realised we could get so involved in a story , thanks again xxx

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By *na WintersTV/TS
over a year ago

woodford halse

Imo, Alex is quite underhanded.

In the start didn't they discuss Steve knowing things before they happened, as Alex had already gone behind his back once in the original taking.

Now it seems Alex has no honour or respect at all.

I love the story, but it's almost too enthralling, getting myself sucked into the story and living it myself :p

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By *ugardadcleanerMan
over a year ago

cirencester

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By *asualguy88Man
over a year ago

Kilsyth

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By *lumbercoupleCouple
over a year ago

Vera Playa

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By *ean6047Man
over a year ago

manchester

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By *an79Man
over a year ago

Nottingham

Shit just got real for Steve

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By *overOral0Man
over a year ago

Nr Cheltenham


"The first thing I do each day when I log onto fab is to come here and see if the next instalment is up. Fantastic reading "

Same here

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By *es for funMan
over a year ago

port talbot

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

43.

So it had started already. Alex sending her out by herself to meet other men for sex, for... what had Hannah's cards said?... For their pleasure.

He truly did own her. She was just a piece of his property to be shared. Passed around.

And I could tell that she loved it.

But what had he arranged for her? Hannah had said she only ever got sent alone to single men. So I presumed that would be the case with Sophie. Wouldn't it? Alex did seem to be a creature of habit after all. Repeating the same moves with Sophie that he'd done with Hannah. And God knows how many others.

But who would these men be? Jesus was this even safe?

Letting Sophie indulge her desires was one thing, but I couldn't let her put herself in danger. And I could well imagine what that danger could be.

"Hang on Soph, what do you know about these guys? Who are they? Do you know any of them? Does Alex?"

I could tell the question was an inconvenience. She wasn't stupid, she must have had the same thoughts, but her desire to pursue this path with Alex meant that she was brushing over such concerns.

"I don't know who all of them are yet. Just the first. I've chatted with him online and he's someone Alex knows. So it'll be fine. I'm sure they'll all be fine." A pause. "I trust Alex. He won't do anything to put me in danger."

"Well I certainly don't trust him." I said.

"No offence babe. You're hardly objective. And you don't know him like I do. He'll look after me."

I could see that there would be no telling her different.

"Alex will tell me who the others are before I meet them. But they'll be fine too."

I was less convinced. "Look Soph, you're doing this... against my wishes really... but, OK, you say that you need to do it...it's who you are... so there you go... I have no choice but to support you, even if I don't like it... but I can't let you put yourself in danger, whatever you might think or say you need... I just can't, I'm sorry."

I reached across the table and took her hand. "So I want to know you are safe before you meet these guys. OK?... that's all... I don't need to know who they are or any other details, if you don't want to tell me... but I need you to show me... prove to me... that you'll be OK...Alright?"

She smiled. "OK babe. I will. Promise."

I wasn't sure if I believed her. And I didn't know what I could do anyway if she wouldn't, or couldn't, show me that it was going to be safe to meet someone.

I strongly suspected that she would go ahead with the meet anyway. Hell, for all I knew she got a thrill out of the danger too. Maybe she even wanted a guy to... No, surely no woman could want that...

But after all the recent events and disclosures I felt almost anything was possible with Sophie at the moment.

As it was, I would just have to take each of these meets as they came and deal with any concerns around Sophie's safety if and when such a situation arose.

"How many of these meets are you supposed to be available for anyway?" I asked her.

She bit her bottom lip again. Wait for it, I thought.

"Four." immediately she looked down at her plate.

I looked at the top of her head and shook my own slowly at the thought of what she was doing.

It occurred to me that she might not know who all the men she would be meeting were yet, but she knew when she was meeting them. After all, she had been instructed to keep specific times free.

"And when are these happening?"

"The first one is on Tuesday night. The next one is on Saturday night. Then the following Wednesday and Friday."

"All at night?"

She nodded.

Why that pattern? I wondered. Had Alex just picked them at random as an exercise of his power? But surely that made it more difficult for him to find a man for each slot? It would be easier to organise it the other way round, to find out when they were free.

And then I realised. Of course it was easier. And that's what he'd done. He already knew who they were. He was just keeping Sophie in the dark. Drip feeding her information as and when she needed it.

Why though? The answer was obvious; power. Keep Sophie hanging on, keep her waiting for her instructions from her Master. Build up the suspense, the anticipation. Make it more of a thrill for her, to know that there were four men out there who Alex had offered her to. They knew her and were waiting to fuck her, but she didn't know them. They could literally be anybody.

But hang on, she knew about the first meet, the first guy already though. Well some of it. But what exactly?

"So you're meeting the first guy on Tuesday night? And you know who he is? And you're sure it's safe?"

She nodded, "Yes, babe, honestly. Pinkie promise. Alex knows him... through the scene, you know?"

So she was on a 'scene' now was she? Is that how she saw it?

Did that mean I was on 'the scene' too? Maybe, but I was only on the fringes I supposed, not like Alex and this acquaintance of his. They were obviously well immersed in it, and probably well known too.

I Looked Sophie carefully in the eyes. She was telling me the truth about who this guy was, I was sure. And running through my mind was the thought that Alex had only just taken Sophie. She was a blank canvas for him and there was so much he could do with her. He wasn't likely to spoil it straight away by sending her off to see a psychopath. Or a rapist.

It probably was OK. Well as OK as it could be when you were thinking about your wife going off to be fucked by someone else at someone else's command .

"Does this guy have a name?"

"Yes, he's called Paul. I don't know his surname."

"Well no, I wouldn't think you would. Do you know Alex's?"

She hesitated. "No." She looked sheepish.

"No...exactly... so where does he live, this guy? Local?"

"Yes. I'm not sure exactly where though, I don't know his address yet."

"OK, so you're meeting him in a bar first? For a drink?"

She shook her head. "Oh no. That's not what he wants. He's very specific, he doesn't want to see me other than where we... you know...his house" She shrugged.

I didn't understand why she was being so shy, coy even, bearing in mind some of the other conversations we'd had recently.

But at that point I was more interested in the mundane logistics of how Sophie was going to get to this guy's house if she didn't know where he lived.

"So what, he'll give you his address before Tuesday?" Was he actually holding back until he knew he could trust Sophie? That would be ironic.

Sophie shook her head. "No. He's sending a taxi to ours to pick me up and deliver me to him... and then to bring me back afterwards..."

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Such great writing! Alwaysxa cliff hanger! I'm in suspense !!

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

neath

Nice

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

So love always waiting watching out for next installment

Ty

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story

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By *1sexypairCouple
over a year ago

Retford

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Now I think Sophie is an idiot. She hasn't known Alex long enough to trust him to this level.

OK it's a story... Breathe

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story and glad to see a section where Steve is not just thinking with his lower body parts alone. Feel like looking through comments is as much fun as the story, some very sexy people comment . Also if I’m picking sides team Steve all the way, but he has no self control and I really want to give him a good talking to, some sound advice already been given by others. At this point reminding myself this is just a story or is it op?!?

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

The real dynamics are sinking in, well for Steve anyway - Sophie is still in dreamland!!

Let’s hope it all works out!!

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By *ex1Man
over a year ago

Beccles on the river

Is Steve got the balls to offer a taxi service to make sure Soph is safe or fuck Hanna ?

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By *lim_jim1964Man
over a year ago

peterborough

Loving this thread

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

Dublin 13

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By *uliette500Woman
over a year ago

Hull

Loving this story, very well written and each part leaves us reading wanting more.

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By *ountryfansCouple
over a year ago

huntingdon

This should be a tv series. An amazing story.

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By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford

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By *anna ViolaneTV/TS
over a year ago

South East

This gets more amazing with each read Steve, its a like a book that I cannot put down now. I await each new chapter with baited breath each evening. This is how a cuckold relationship should be. If I wasn't me and was a married guy like I used to be I would love this to be how our cuckold relationship would go!

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

just cant put this down, I must be checking for updates 2 or 3 times daily

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By *llNatural36FWoman
over a year ago

Denbighshire

Eagerly awaiting more of this now I've finally finished your last one. You really should get these published, you are obviously very skilled at this

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over a year ago

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By *lumbercoupleCouple
over a year ago

Vera Playa

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By *an79Man
over a year ago

Nottingham


"Now I think Sophie is an idiot. She hasn't known Alex long enough to trust him to this level.

OK it's a story... Breathe "

I can relate to this observation and feeling

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By *ifunlover69Man
over a year ago

Exeter

Hooked!

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land


"Hooked!"

He has all completely hooked

I even almost called my wife Sophie last night lol

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By *af105Man
over a year ago

newtownards

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By *na WintersTV/TS
over a year ago

woodford halse


"Hooked!

He has all completely hooked

I even almost called my wife Sophie last night lol"

That could've been funny, especially if you had to explain that she's just a character in a story :p

100% though, it's such a gripping narrative, and the writing is amazing

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By *antsguy007Man
over a year ago

Whiteley

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By *es for funMan
over a year ago

port talbot

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By *firsttimeCouple
over a year ago

halifax

Wow I am still looking for my real dom x

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

44.

It sounded like she was a whore doing out calls.

And 'deliver' her to him! Whose language was that? This Paul guy's?

Or Alex's...I presumed he'd given Sophie some of the details when he told her who she was meeting first. He'd probably arranged everything with this other guy first and then told Sophie.

And Sophie might have been happy that this Paul was OK, but I had the feeling, with the way he was setting this up, that he had some very definite kinks .

And let's face it, if he was an acquaintance of Alex then he was very likely to have the odd peccadillo.

But Sophie seemed set on going and nothing I could say was going to change that. In fact if she knew this much about the arrangements and what he wanted, then she probably also knew the reasons behind it. That might explain why she had acted a little coy when telling me where she was meeting him. She was thinking about what she was meeting him for.

Oh fucking hell Sophie...

Well Alex had managed to ruin our meal. And now we were supposed to be going to look for a holiday. I didn't feel like it before, and I really didn't feel like it now. In fact I wanted to go and sit in the pub by myself. But I knew that getting d*unk was just going to make me feel worse.

And then I told myself that actually a holiday might not be such a bad idea. I knew already that Sophie and I needed to find a way to be ourselves with each other. Without Alice. Or Hannah. And especially without Alex. But we also needed to find a way to accommodate what Sophie wanted to do, and what I was doing to be fair, within our marriage. Not outside it. Not ignoring it or pretending it wasn't happening.

If we did that it was always going to be the elephant in the room. It would always be something awkward, kept out of the light, lurking in the shadows.

I also knew the first few months would be the hardest. For me certainly, but also, I was sure, for Sophie. She was bound to have moments of doubt about everything. Maybe there would be things she would try with Alex, or through Alex, that she wouldn't like so much. Possibly even be a bit shaken by.

So by then a holiday would probably seem like a welcome opportunity for a break. Maybe it would also serve as the moment for reflection that I'd hoped these next two weeks would have been. And at that point I made a decision; If we went on holiday, Sophie wasn't bringing Alex along. There would be a mobile phone embargo and no contact with him, or anyone else connected to our alternative life, for the duration.

I sighed at the thought of all that was happening to us. "Fuck this," I said "let's just get the bill shall we? And go and have a look for this holiday. I think we're both going to need one soon."

We settled up with the pub and twenty minutes later we were in the travel agent's. Thirty minutes after that we left with Sophie clutching an armful of brochures, a list of recommendations and a plan to have a look online at a few resorts.

The rest of Sunday was surreally quiet and... normal.

When we arrived home I set myself up in the lounge to watch the football on Sky. But only after Sophie had made me change our bed which, she said, smelt of mine and Hannah's sex.

Sophie headed upstairs to lounge on our freshly-made bed, to browse through the holiday brochures and check out various resorts online.

I took the opportunity of Sophie being out of the way upstairs to message Hannah. I wanted to know if she was free on Tuesday. I know I wasn't going to have the timing of our meets determined by Sophie's adventures any more, but why pass up an opportunity to see Hannah? And it was hardly like I was having to wait for Sophie to do something before I could. I could wait until Tuesday.

Hannah came back straight away. She was busy Monday and Tuesday. And definitely, not maybe this time. And not secretly with me, like last time. She was free any other night though, so I made arrangements to see her Wednesday. If Sophie was having Tuesday whilst I stayed home, then the positions could be reversed the following night.

The rest of the day was dull. If I say the highlight was Sophie ironing her clothes ready to go back to work after her week off, you'll get the picture.

By ten o'clock Sophie was ready to turn in. She wanted to be fresh for work the next day, and seeing that it was three weeks since she'd been in her own store she was expecting to have a lot of sorting out and catching up to do and warned me that she would probably be late home.

I, on the other hand, almost never go to bed before midnight. Even though I might not be doing anything in particular. That night, I stayed up to watch Match of the Day 2, and catch up on the action in the weekend's other games. Having been too busy with Hannah and her new toys to watch Saturday night's show.

Whilst I was alone I decided to check Sophie's blog again, just out of interest really, to have another, proper look at it, and partly out of a sudden notion that Alex might have posted something to it, like some more pictures of Sophie. Or, God forbid, videos.

I saw instantly that there was indeed now content on the Blog. Two posts actually. But they hadn't been posted by Alex...

I looked at the time they'd been published. Both today, either side of six o'clock. So Sophie hadn't been browsing for holidays at all.

I scrolled down. The first post, pinned to the top of the page, wasan introduction. I started to read it, my heart thumping in my chest. I knew this wasn't going to be a easy read for me...

Good Girl

I'm Alice. I'm 28 years old. I'm married and I'm a good girl. I've been a good girl all my life.

Until two weeks ago I had only ever had sex with my husband, because that's what good girls do.

And then I met Alex. Or rather Alex found me. And saw the real me hidden behind the good girl everyone else saw.

And now I have had sex with three men. And oral sex with three more.

But I'm still a good girl. I know I am because Alex tells me I am every time he spanks me.

And nothing makes me feel happier than Alex telling me I'm a good girl.

Unless he tells me I'm a slut, or a whore, because that makes me feel happy too.

He tells me that every time I suck someone's cock for him. Or every time I let someone fuck me for him.

He wants me to do that because he knows I want to do it. And I've wanted to do it for as long as I can remember.

But I never told anyone. It was my secret. Nobody knew the thoughts I had in my head.

Except Alex.

He knew as soon as he saw me.

He knew how I look at men; their arms, their chests, and wonder what it would be like to be taken by them. Crave to be taken by them. Wonder how big they are and how thick they are. Imagine myself crying out as they enter me. Imagine them inside me, filling me and stretching me.

He knew how close I have been to begging a man to take me, use me, any way he wants, just have me.

Alex saw that I wanted that. Needed that. So he took me, used me, any way he wanted, just had me.

And so I gave myself to him and now he owns me. He is my Master and I wear his collar and will do whatever he tells me to. Because I am a good girl.

And when he has finished with me I will go home to my husband and wait until my Master calls for me again.

Calls for me so he can proudly share me with whoever he wants, to use me however they want.

Or calls for me so he can tie me up, restrain me, cuff me, gag me, blindfold me, hurt me, punish me for being a slut and a whore.

And when he does I will want it more. Again. Harder. I want the pain. I want to cry. I want him to break me.

It is my absolution...

He has taken away my freedom, my choice. Made me nothing more than a toy for him. Nothing more than holes for him to use or share as he desires.

And thus he has set me free. Free to be me, without guilt and without judgement. Because all I am doing is obeying my Master.

Because I am Alice and I am a good girl.

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By *ikingpairCouple
over a year ago

Cambridge

Seriously fucked up...! Look forward to reading the next post though

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

Wonderful I just keep wishing it was my wife in Sophie's place

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By *leopatra 64Couple
over a year ago

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

Wow that is some phyco self disrespect, but if it works for her! Well enjoy. Keep going op

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By *wansea gangbang clubCouple (MM)
over a year ago

Swansea

It was probably one of her tasks she had to do for alex

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over a year ago


"44.

It sounded like she was a whore doing out calls.

And 'deliver' her to him! Whose language was that? This Paul guy's?

Or Alex's...I presumed he'd given Sophie some of the details when he told her who she was meeting first. He'd probably arranged everything with this other guy first and then told Sophie.

And Sophie might have been happy that this Paul was OK, but I had the feeling, with the way he was setting this up, that he had some very definite kinks .

And let's face it, if he was an acquaintance of Alex then he was very likely to have the odd peccadillo.

But Sophie seemed set on going and nothing I could say was going to change that. In fact if she knew this much about the arrangements and what he wanted, then she probably also knew the reasons behind it. That might explain why she had acted a little coy when telling me where she was meeting him. She was thinking about what she was meeting him for.

Oh fucking hell Sophie...

Well Alex had managed to ruin our meal. And now we were supposed to be going to look for a holiday. I didn't feel like it before, and I really didn't feel like it now. In fact I wanted to go and sit in the pub by myself. But I knew that getting d*unk was just going to make me feel worse.

And then I told myself that actually a holiday might not be such a bad idea. I knew already that Sophie and I needed to find a way to be ourselves with each other. Without Alice. Or Hannah. And especially without Alex. But we also needed to find a way to accommodate what Sophie wanted to do, and what I was doing to be fair, within our marriage. Not outside it. Not ignoring it or pretending it wasn't happening.

If we did that it was always going to be the elephant in the room. It would always be something awkward, kept out of the light, lurking in the shadows.

I also knew the first few months would be the hardest. For me certainly, but also, I was sure, for Sophie. She was bound to have moments of doubt about everything. Maybe there would be things she would try with Alex, or through Alex, that she wouldn't like so much. Possibly even be a bit shaken by.

So by then a holiday would probably seem like a welcome opportunity for a break. Maybe it would also serve as the moment for reflection that I'd hoped these next two weeks would have been. And at that point I made a decision; If we went on holiday, Sophie wasn't bringing Alex along. There would be a mobile phone embargo and no contact with him, or anyone else connected to our alternative life, for the duration.

I sighed at the thought of all that was happening to us. "Fuck this," I said "let's just get the bill shall we? And go and have a look for this holiday. I think we're both going to need one soon."

We settled up with the pub and twenty minutes later we were in the travel agent's. Thirty minutes after that we left with Sophie clutching an armful of brochures, a list of recommendations and a plan to have a look online at a few resorts.

The rest of Sunday was surreally quiet and... normal.

When we arrived home I set myself up in the lounge to watch the football on Sky. But only after Sophie had made me change our bed which, she said, smelt of mine and Hannah's sex.

Sophie headed upstairs to lounge on our freshly-made bed, to browse through the holiday brochures and check out various resorts online.

I took the opportunity of Sophie being out of the way upstairs to message Hannah. I wanted to know if she was free on Tuesday. I know I wasn't going to have the timing of our meets determined by Sophie's adventures any more, but why pass up an opportunity to see Hannah? And it was hardly like I was having to wait for Sophie to do something before I could. I could wait until Tuesday.

Hannah came back straight away. She was busy Monday and Tuesday. And definitely, not maybe this time. And not secretly with me, like last time. She was free any other night though, so I made arrangements to see her Wednesday. If Sophie was having Tuesday whilst I stayed home, then the positions could be reversed the following night.

The rest of the day was dull. If I say the highlight was Sophie ironing her clothes ready to go back to work after her week off, you'll get the picture.

By ten o'clock Sophie was ready to turn in. She wanted to be fresh for work the next day, and seeing that it was three weeks since she'd been in her own store she was expecting to have a lot of sorting out and catching up to do and warned me that she would probably be late home.

I, on the other hand, almost never go to bed before midnight. Even though I might not be doing anything in particular. That night, I stayed up to watch Match of the Day 2, and catch up on the action in the weekend's other games. Having been too busy with Hannah and her new toys to watch Saturday night's show.

Whilst I was alone I decided to check Sophie's blog again, just out of interest really, to have another, proper look at it, and partly out of a sudden notion that Alex might have posted something to it, like some more pictures of Sophie. Or, God forbid, videos.

I saw instantly that there was indeed now content on the Blog. Two posts actually. But they hadn't been posted by Alex...

I looked at the time they'd been published. Both today, either side of six o'clock. So Sophie hadn't been browsing for holidays at all.

I scrolled down. The first post, pinned to the top of the page, wasan introduction. I started to read it, my heart thumping in my chest. I knew this wasn't going to be a easy read for me...

Good Girl

I'm Alice. I'm 28 years old. I'm married and I'm a good girl. I've been a good girl all my life.

Until two weeks ago I had only ever had sex with my husband, because that's what good girls do.

And then I met Alex. Or rather Alex found me. And saw the real me hidden behind the good girl everyone else saw.

And now I have had sex with three men. And oral sex with three more.

But I'm still a good girl. I know I am because Alex tells me I am every time he spanks me.

And nothing makes me feel happier than Alex telling me I'm a good girl.

Unless he tells me I'm a slut, or a whore, because that makes me feel happy too.

He tells me that every time I suck someone's cock for him. Or every time I let someone fuck me for him.

He wants me to do that because he knows I want to do it. And I've wanted to do it for as long as I can remember.

But I never told anyone. It was my secret. Nobody knew the thoughts I had in my head.

Except Alex.

He knew as soon as he saw me.

He knew how I look at men; their arms, their chests, and wonder what it would be like to be taken by them. Crave to be taken by them. Wonder how big they are and how thick they are. Imagine myself crying out as they enter me. Imagine them inside me, filling me and stretching me.

He knew how close I have been to begging a man to take me, use me, any way he wants, just have me.

Alex saw that I wanted that. Needed that. So he took me, used me, any way he wanted, just had me.

And so I gave myself to him and now he owns me. He is my Master and I wear his collar and will do whatever he tells me to. Because I am a good girl.

And when he has finished with me I will go home to my husband and wait until my Master calls for me again.

Calls for me so he can proudly share me with whoever he wants, to use me however they want.

Or calls for me so he can tie me up, restrain me, cuff me, gag me, blindfold me, hurt me, punish me for being a slut and a whore.

And when he does I will want it more. Again. Harder. I want the pain. I want to cry. I want him to break me.

It is my absolution...

He has taken away my freedom, my choice. Made me nothing more than a toy for him. Nothing more than holes for him to use or share as he desires.

And thus he has set me free. Free to be me, without guilt and without judgement. Because all I am doing is obeying my Master.

Because I am Alice and I am a good girl.

"

You certainly understand how liberating giving/lending control to someone else is.

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

neath

This isn't going to end well I think.

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By *llNatural36FWoman
over a year ago

Denbighshire

I'm wondering how this marriage is going to work as it seems to be crumbling around them

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over a year ago

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over a year ago


"I'm wondering how this marriage is going to work as it seems to be crumbling around them "

This marriage is dead.

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By *oukevCouple
over a year ago

Lancaster

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

Dublin 13

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

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By *urvy cathy2023TV/TS
over a year ago

rathmines

Maybs she will turn him into a cock hungry slut

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By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford


"I'm wondering how this marriage is going to work as it seems to be crumbling around them "

I think the point may well be that it won't

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By *af105Man
over a year ago

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By *lowersandcarsCouple
over a year ago

Aylesbury

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By *llNatural36FWoman
over a year ago

Denbighshire


"I'm wondering how this marriage is going to work as it seems to be crumbling around them

I think the point may well be that it won't "

It seems they're complete strangers just sharing a house occasionally. Quite sad really but I'm ready for the next plot

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By *ary n LouiseCouple
over a year ago

North Down

Wow best story by far and torn between Sophie and Steve and Hannah as the story unfolds. The icing on the cake is all the comments from everyone. Well done all

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By *lumbercoupleCouple
over a year ago

Vera Playa

So well written

Ive even stop reading our messages and I'm reading this instead lol

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By *anna ViolaneTV/TS
over a year ago

South East

I so hope you (Steve) in the story accept Sophie needs this and instead of beating yourself up you accept it and support her with your blessing as this is how I would have been with my ex

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

So so fucked up but I'm hooked, genuinely feel for Steve but he should have told Sophie the the holiday was their time, with an Alex and phone embargo before they went to the travel agents.

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

I think Sophie will be tasked with fucking others whilst on holiday.

I do wonder how I'd be if was in Steve's place and my wife in Sophie's place

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"I think Sophie will be tasked with fucking others whilst on holiday.

I do wonder how I'd be if was in Steve's place and my wife in Sophie's place"

I have a feeling her tasks will be far more extreme than we can imagine.

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By *an79Man
over a year ago

Nottingham

Has anyone noticed how Sophie hasn't had a shower yet? She still has Alex's cum all over her.

As much as I'm Team Steve, let's not forget that he's been having his cake and all. I'm glad he's made a plan on a different day to Sophie, but maybe he also needs to start expanding the play area himself, I'm just saying

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By *es for funMan
over a year ago

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By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford

Very interesting that Steve hasn't picked up that as hannahs owner he tells her as Alex does with Alice so who is hannah busy with? Remember the girls play with 1 guy if they are alone

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By *wansea gangbang clubCouple (MM)
over a year ago

Swansea

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

45.

I read and re-read the post. The words a physical assault.

I knew Sophie had said much the same thing to me, but to see it written down, clearly, explicitly, a process which takes time and careful thought, was different.

This was real. This was her.

The one predominant thought running through my head was how ironic it was that I'd thought the idea of a taxi picking her up for her meet made her sound like a whore.

Because, actually, that's what she was, as near as damn it. A whore and a slut. She'd said it herself. Put it online for the World to see.

And she liked it.

Apparently that was the real her. And it was Sophie, saying that. None of this bullshit hiding behind 'Alice'. She wasn't schizophrenic. She was Sophie and Sophie was a whore and a slut.

How had I thought I could be turned on by this? How had I imagined her with other men and wanked off to the pictures in my head?

To be fair I had been thinking about her having the occasional extra vanilla cock. Not this. Never in my wildest dreams this.

I thought back to lunch. How nice it had been, before Alex messaged and spoiled it. And how lovely it had been, looking at holiday brochures, picturing ourselves there, just the two of us, my beautiful young wife and I.

The tears that had been building for weeks finally came. Quiet, deep sobs. I knew Sophie, as I'd known her, grown up with her, loved her, was gone and was never coming back. And I knew, when we were alone, that I wouldn't be able to pretend that she wasn't doing any of this. Every time I looked at her now I would see these words.

I should leave now. Go. While I still had some self respect left...

But... I couldn't. How could I live without her? The times, like today, when we had just been me and her again. Times that just made me feel right. And happy. With no other thoughts or cares, just because I was with her.

And if I left, she was still going to do this. Only more. And who would look after her? Alex? Only for as long as it suited  him. Then what? What would her life be like? Compared to the life we could have had. The things we had always talked about and planned.

That was it, wasn't it. Maybe I'd got it wrong. What if I left and I'd got it wrong? Maybe one day the Sophie I knew  would come back. Would stop all this, despite what she said and what she'd written.

She had to. I knew her. I did. She would want that future we had planned. I knew she would. More than she wanted this.

I knew for certain that she wouldn't be able to turn her back on that future just for kinky sex. Not Sophie.

We would have children and her perspective on life would change, because I knew she would be a wonderful mother who always put her children first.

She would stop and I would stop. I could give up Hannah. Of course I could. If it meant keeping Sophie.

Yeah. I knew it then. I knew my Sophie. She was still in there somewhere. She would come back. We would put all this in a box and move on. We had to, her and me.

I just had to ride this out...

This... I looked down at my phone in my hand, at her blog and remembered there was a second post.

Did I want to read that?

Did I have any choice?

Taxi for Alice!

When my Master found me, the first thing he did was tell me to stop hiding. Literally and metaphorically. To stop hiding behind make up. To stop hiding behind boring clothes. To show my true self to the World.

And I realised that I had been hiding. My appearance was a case. A shell. A projection of me that was safe and respectable.

He told me it was time for the real me to come out.

And when my Master took me to bed the first time, he showed me what it was I truly wanted.

But he was patient too. He knew how much I needed him, but also how scared I was. Good girls don't cheat. Good girls don't sleep around. Good girls don't like rough and kinky sex.

So he only gave me a glimpse of what I could have. But it was enough. He showed me what it was like to have a man utterly in control of me. To be thrown around. To be held, tightly, by the hair. To be tied and rendered helpless. To be used.

He showed me the sexual potential of my entire body. How all my holes can be fucked, not just my pussy. I crave him in each of them now.

And when I saw what I could have, and wanted more, he gave me more.

He showed me how much pleasure there is in pain. And he has promised to show me more still.

He has shown me how good it feels to be a slut. He has given me a taste for strangers' cum and a taste for strangers' cocks. And he has promised to show me more still.

And as if he hasn't been good enough to me already, now he has shown me even more kindness.

My Master has had to go away for two weeks, but he has made sure that I will be looked after while he is away. He has found other men to give me what I need. And he has promised me that each will provide a new experience for me, to further my education.

And so it starts in two day's time.

I am to meet a man I know only as Paul.

Paul will send a taxi to my house to pick me up and deliver me to him. I am under instructions that I am to wear only a suspender belt, stockings and high heels, underneath a full-length coat.

When I arrive at Paul's I am to be immediately restrained. And then I will be disciplined. Paul wishes to spank me, to flog me, to cane me.

That is what gives him his pleasure and so it will be mine to receive that from him.

And my Master will read what I have done here and he will be pleased with me.

And therefore, despite the pain and discomfort I know I will feel, Alice will be a happy girl.

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over a year ago

If Steve thinks Sophie will go back to how she used to be, he's very much mistaken, this new life of hers will get in the way of everything he holds dear, holidays, even a family, if this new blog has made him cry, how will he feel when she's pregnant and being picked up in a taxi to be taken to Paul or Jack or Tom..........

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By *llNatural36FWoman
over a year ago

Denbighshire

I don't think there's any going back for them, she's not the woman he married any more. Maybe he should walk away

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story

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By *ex1Man
over a year ago

Beccles on the river

I think there is, Steve’s a broken man, a broken man will fight as he has nothing to lose.

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

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By *af105Man
over a year ago

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

so gripping as this could go so many ways I just wait and wait for every instalment.

Great writing im sure that we all get involved and identify with at least one of the characters. Thats what keeps me looking every day

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By *leopatra 64Couple
over a year ago

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

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over a year ago

Lancaster

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

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over a year ago


"I don't think there's any going back for them, she's not the woman he married any more. Maybe he should walk away "

I feel the same way, he should for his own sanity but then the story would end and I'm sure there's much more to come yet

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By *lumbercoupleCouple
over a year ago

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over a year ago

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By *an79Man
over a year ago

Nottingham


"Has anyone noticed how Sophie hasn't had a shower yet? She still has Alex's cum all over her.

As much as I'm Team Steve, let's not forget that he's been having his cake and all. I'm glad he's made a plan on a different day to Sophie, but maybe he also needs to start expanding the play area himself, I'm just saying "

I received a message with a very good point.

"Steve doesn't have the balls to challenge it, even after Sophie made him change the bed because it smelt of his and Hannah's sex."

It's not looking good for our boy Steve here.

This thread has me gripped like "Power"

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

46.

Why had I read that?

Why had I done that to myself? I knew beforehand there could be no positive outcome from doing so.

And yet I knew I would re-read it. As I would re-read her introduction. Again and again.

As I would all her posts in the future.

Because I couldn't not know...

Tuesday night! I could see it now. Sophie leaving the house dressed... undressed... like that.

Why couldn't Hannah be free on Tuesday? Give me something else to think about.

But would it? Would even fucking Hannah be enough to make me stop thinking about what Sophie was doing?

No.

So what was I going to do on Tuesday night? I couldn't be in the house when Sophie was leaving. I didn't think I would be able to stand it.

But then where could I hide from it?

Nowhere.

So why not wait at home? Rather than in some bar, alone, or in my car.

And at least I would be home when Sophie came back. In case this Paul had really spanked her hard. Not a traditional role for a husband, tending to his wife's disciplined arse. But then I wasn't a traditional husband now, was I? I was a cuckold.

Yes, I might be fucking Hannah, but as far as Sophie went, ours was most definitely now a cuckold relationship.

I tossed my phone away to the other side of the couch. To remove the temptation to look at it.

And sat there in silence.

I don't know what time I went to bed, but when I did I went to the spare room. I genuinely didn't want to disturb Sophie, but  I was equally glad to have a reason not to sleep next to her that night.

The next morning I was up first because I was on the road, travelling to a meeting. Everything with Sophie was cordial. Normal. To be honest, mornings getting ready for work were so hectic anyway, there was no time for discussions about anything of real substance. Certainly not her sluttish behaviour.

So I never mentioned reading the blog to Sophie. As far as she was concerned we'd had the conversation about her forthcoming meets, and her safety, over lunch and then the rest of the day had been perfectly normal.

She had no idea of the turmoil I'd been going through. Was going through. I'd actually thought about taking a sickie, just to get some peace, but I've never benefitted from sitting alone, dwelling on things. Work at least offered a respite from Sophie for a few hours.

I sat in my car on the drive. Where was I going? With everything going on yesterday I hadn't checked last night. I would have to check Outlook on my work mobile. The meeting and its location would be in my calendar. Where was my work mobile? Bollocks, it wasn't in my bag. Because I hadn't slept in my normal bed last night, I hadn't seen it on the bedside table, where I left it on Friday.

I got out of the car and let myself into the house. I ran upstairs quickly and grabbed my phone. Going back downstairs I thought maybe I should just let Sophie know it was me, and what I was doing, basically what an idiot I was, in case she panicked wondering who had just run in and out of the house.

I opened the kitchen door and poked my head around it. I was just going to say that it was only me, and that I'd forgotten my phone, but the words stuck in my throat.

Sophie was by the sink, leaning forover the worktop. She was wearing a tailored white blouse and a black pencil skirt, some of her new Alex-inspired work clothes.

But the skirt, short enough to begin with, was pulled halfway up her bum. Her panties were nowhere to be seen. Her pussy on display, a plump little mound between her bum cheeks, dissected by a perfect, vertical slit.

She heard the door open and quickly stood up straight, pulling her skirt down as she did so and turning to face me.

"Oh God, sorry, I thought you'd gone," she said and walked quickly over to the island to retrieve something from the floor.

Her iPhone.

Of course it was.

No need to ask what she was doing. The only question was who was it for?

I said nothing. I didn't need to.

"It's my task for the day from Alex. Go to work commando and prove it."

I looked at her in silence for a couple of seconds. Then said coolly, "You should have taken it bending over your desk then."

I turned on my heels and left. Glad to be away from all this for the day.

I did somehow manage to go more than a few minutes at a time without thinking about Sophie on Monday. But not much. And not often. In terms of productivity, the day was a washout and the meeting went by in a daze with little input from me.

I returned to an empty house. Sophie, as forecast, was working late. And I was pretty certain that she was. She had no reason to lie if she wasn't, seeing how open she now was about everything else.

In fact it was almost 8 o'clock when she returned home. She called when she was leaving work, to ask if I wanted a takeaway, but I'd already eaten by then.

I spent a couple of hours listening to her moan about what her staff had been doing whilst she was away, and then a further hour watching her on her phone, swiping and tapping away, almost certainly on the contact site with her Owned Alice account. Probably chatting with Paul about Tuesday.

And then she went up to bed, with me following an hour later. This time I did go to our bed. Figuring that I had to if I wanted to maintain the framework of our marriage for the point in the future when all this ended.

Tuesday morning breakfast passed without incident and I actually managed to get some work done in the morning, but by mid-afternoon the only thing on my mind was Sophie's impending engagement with Paul.

I left work bang on 5 o'clock and Sophie must have left as soon as they closed the store up because she was home by 6 herself.

She was noticeably nervous. Rushing around. Getting flustered about inconsequential things like the washing basket being full. Snapping about nothing at all, like the hand towel in the bathroom needing changing.

I, on the other hand, sat alone in the lounge, the calm eye of Hurricane Sophie, not watching Sky Sports News, and feeling like a condemned man awaiting dawn.

Finally the storm quieted, she was upstairs and I presumed she was in the final stages of preparing herself.

I had managed to ask her what time the taxi was coming. And been told, curtly, that it was collecting her at 7.30.

She'd asked me if I was going out. I think she had hoped that I wouldn't be there to see her leaving. But I told her that I wasn't, because I wanted to be home when she returned, to make sure she was alright, she'd actually smiled at that, appreciative of the gesture, the concern. I didn't say that if Hannah had been available then I would have left her to it.

At one point, around 7 o'clock, she came downstairs and into the lounge, looking for a nail file she had left on the arm of the sofa.

She was wearing her kimono dressing gown, but I caught a glimpse of her stocking tops and it was obvious when she leaned over to pick up the nail file that she wasn't wearing a bra. As ordered by this Paul guy.

She gave me an awkward, sheepish smile upon seeing me looking at her and just said "OK?", not waiting for the response.

Half an hour later, bang on 7.30, I heard a car outside and a horn tooted twice.

I heard footsteps on the stairs and realised that I had to see her out of the door. Just sitting in the lounge as she left seemed cowardly.

I arrived in the hallway at the same time as she reached the bottom of the stairs. She was wearing a long red overcoat I'd bought her a couple of Christmases before. An expensive one by Julien Macdonald. It was wrapped tightly around her.

Our eyes met and she opened her mouth to say something, but didn't know what to say, so closed it again.

For my part, all I could come up with was "See you later..."

She gave me the same awkward smile again, stepped to the door, paused a moment, the deep breath she took causing her back to heave under her coat, then she opened the door and once again was gone...

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

Dublin 13

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By *lim_jim1964Man
over a year ago

peterborough

Another great addition to the thread

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over a year ago

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

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By *oukevCouple
over a year ago

Lancaster

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Wonder what state she will be in when her client has finished abusing her?

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By *urvy cathy2023TV/TS
over a year ago

rathmines

Alex is slowly tightening his grip on both of them !!!! Fantastic

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By *leopatra 64Couple
over a year ago

Poole

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

This is going down hill rather quickly for Steve, he still hasn't reclaimed her from the weekend and now she's out again, it's like watching a car crash in slow motion but I'm hooked, can't wait to find out where this will end up

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Great update and insight!

Looking forward to more

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By *antsguy007Man
over a year ago

Whiteley

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By *ary n LouiseCouple
over a year ago

North Down

Wonder if Hannah will be there as well. Surely Alex hasn't totally let her go. That would seriously mess with Steve's mind which is already in turmoil. Tipping point there

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

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"Wonder if Hannah will be there as well. Surely Alex hasn't totally let her go. That would seriously mess with Steve's mind which is already in turmoil. Tipping point there "

I'm thinking the same thing. Once Sophie is totally hooked will snap his fingers and hannah will return to him

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By *ifunlover69Man
over a year ago

Exeter

I love how well written this is. Thank you for your attention to detail OP.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Wonder if Hannah will be there as well. Surely Alex hasn't totally let her go. That would seriously mess with Steve's mind which is already in turmoil. Tipping point there

I'm thinking the same thing. Once Sophie is totally hooked will snap his fingers and hannah will return to him"

I'm thinking the same here, its all gone far too well for Steve so far

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I keep having to remind myself this is just a story, very well written OP, you have me hooked

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By *nglianmanMan
over a year ago

Ipswich

I bet Hannah will be at the same meeting with Paul?

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By *overOral0Man
over a year ago

Nr Cheltenham

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By *eterinpantiesukMan
over a year ago

southam

steve needs to be more honest with himself and try to enjoy his sexy wife and her adventures

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By *anna ViolaneTV/TS
over a year ago

South East

Best story on the forums by miles!!

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By *ikingpairCouple
over a year ago

Cambridge


"I keep having to remind myself this is just a story, very well written OP, you have me hooked "

My thoughts exactly. Find myself thinking about it during the day, but not in a sexy way... Not finding any of it sexy but I can't not read it...!

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By *na WintersTV/TS
over a year ago

woodford halse


"I bet Hannah will be at the same meeting with Paul?"

I very much hope not, but then again, Steve should of read Hannah's blog too, it may reveal some intricate plot points for him :p

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over a year ago


"I keep having to remind myself this is just a story, very well written OP, you have me hooked

My thoughts exactly. Find myself thinking about it during the day, but not in a sexy way... Not finding any of it sexy but I can't not read it...! "

Feel exactly as said here!

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By *oss25Man
over a year ago

Flitwick and Fakenham

The suspense!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I'm loving the story. I disagree that Steve's a cuckhold though, from what the writing has shown.

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By *lowersandcarsCouple
over a year ago

Aylesbury

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By *lumbercoupleCouple
over a year ago

Vera Playa

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By *iss busty 36hhWoman
over a year ago

Devon

Loving this story

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By *wansea gangbang clubCouple (MM)
over a year ago

Swansea

Hopefully the next part will be about what Sophie is doing

Can't wait to read it

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By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford

will hannah be at this meet?

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By *eterinpantiesukMan
over a year ago

southam

Is Steve having any sexual contact with Sophie at the moment

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Is Steve having any sexual contact with Sophie at the moment"

Doesn't sound like it. He's not reclaiming her.

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By *na WintersTV/TS
over a year ago

woodford halse


"Is Steve having any sexual contact with Sophie at the moment"

It did say he slept in the spare room.

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By *terobs6869 OP   Man
over a year ago

Llandudno

47.

Once the echo of the door closing behind Sophie had subsided, the house fell into silence.

I stood looking at the door for a few seconds. I don't know why. Maybe I couldn't believe she had gone. Maybe I thought, hoped, she might come back. Maybe I felt turning my back on the door and walking away was to do the same to her.

I walked through to the kitchen and filled the kettle for the first of what I guessed might be many cups of coffee. Opening the fridge to get the milk I saw a bottle of Sol left over from a Mexican I'd cooked a few weeks before.

My hand reached for it, but then stopped. What if she called me asking me to collect her. Or asking me for help. Shit, I should have checked the taxi out shouldn't I, in case I needed to trace where she'd gone. To make sure it was legit.

I hadn't thought to do that at all. I was such an amateur at this. At all this. But it didn't help that I wasn't exactly thinking with a clear head either.

I took the milk and left the Sol where it was.

As I waited for the kettle to boil I went to look out of the window and realised I was standing where Sophie had stood when she did her task for Alex the day before.

What had today's task been, I wondered. Or maybe Paul was today's task.

With my coffee made I walked through to the lounge despondently. The house was more than quiet, it was empty.

Sky Sports News was still on the telly, muted, trivial, and I just turned it off completely. I couldn't be bothered with it, or with anything.

I sat down on the sofa and just looked up at the ceiling. But there was no answer up there.

Did I even know what the question was?

So what was I going to do? Alone in the house for who knew how many hours.

I could have been fucking Hannah. What was she doing, I wondered. And then snorted. Yet more evidence of what an amateur I was. I was supposed to own her. If I told her that I wanted her tonight, she should have said 'yes Master' and dropped whatever else it was she had planned.

As it was I'd just accepted it without question.

The truth was that I didn't actually know what it meant to 'own' her. Could I have demanded that she make herself available to me tonight? Should I have? Was my meek acceptance of her unavailability a sign of weakness to her. Would it make me less attractive as a dom to her?

Fuck, I didn't know. I was just trying to be a nice, reasonable guy.

I hadn't even collared her properly yet. And I hadn't given her a sub name. Just used the one she had off Alex. So things like christening her had never even been thought about.

And what about tasks? Should I be tasking Hannah like Alex was doing with Sophie? And I realised that of course he would have done it with Hannah. So she would be used to it. More than that, she would expect it.

And what about arranging meets for her? Should I be doing that? Did I have to? Did I want to?

And taking her to clubs? Now the idea of that was appealing at least, although I wasn't sure what we would do there. But the first thought that ran through my mind was that I might be able to have other women join us, rather than give Hannah away, as Alex gave Sophie away.

But was that selfish? Was Hannah signed up to this because she expected to have lots of extra cock?

Well at least I had something to do while I waited for Sophie to come home. Find out more about owning subs. What did it actually entail.

It's amazing what you can find on the Internet. Over the course of a few hours I found out a lot more about what ownership meant. Most importantly what it meant to a woman. And I at least understood what Sophie meant about it setting her free.

I read about tasks, how they are the dom's way of exerting power and influence on their sub, even when they aren't with them. How they are a way of training the sub to do their owner's bidding, or maintain their submission. How they are a reminder to the sub of their status. How they provide the sub with ways to please their Master. And how it was simply a way for a dom to get thrills by making the sub do things they found erotic.

There were plenty of sites with lists of ideas for tasks and while many of them struck me as just plain dumb, there were a few that I liked the idea of.

The photo task, which Sophie had obviously been given, was one which I thought would be guaranteed to turn me on, and I was sure Hannah would get off on it too.

I also liked the idea of choosing her underwear every day. Knowing that what she wore in contact with her most intimate places all day was what I had chosen for her to wear. The thought was stirring me and I realised that I couldn't remember having had a hard on since dropping Hannah off Sunday lunchtime.

I would have to buy her some lingerie too. Take her shopping, get some really nice stuff. Sod it, the credit card could take the hit again. And maybe go back to Chester and get some more erotic outfits, something to take her to a club in. I knew she would have stuff, but it would probably be stuff Alex bought her. And I wasn't using Alex's cast offs all the time.

I never thought past clothes when I thought that and the irony of it completely passed me by.

Especially as the thought of buying Hannah something for a club visit reminded me that I hadn't looked for the outfit Alex had bought for Sophie on Saturday.

I went upstairs, to Sophie's chest of drawers in our bedroom, and the drawer from where I'd taken the suspender belt and stockings for Hannah. Where I'd also found the body Alex had bought her for their first night together.

It wasn't there. I was disappointed and thought maybe she was keeping it in Alex's. But then I remembered Hannah saying that it was an outfit, which suggested a dress or some form of clothing, rather than underwear. Where would she keep that?

Her wardrobe...

I crossed to the wardrobe and sure enough, on the far right-hand side, there it was. I pulled it out. A black mini dress, with a latex bodice, but mesh cups and skirt. I placed my hand inside one of the cups and pressed it to the mesh. It was as see through as I suspected.

So basically Sophie had walked around this club, being given the tour by Alex, with her tits on display for everyone.

What if someone she knew was there? One of her customers even. She had a pretty public job in a high profile store in town. The footfall was high. The chances were that many people in the local area would know her by sight. And if they were at the club they would now know a bit more than that about her.

I supposed they would at least be discreet. But all the same it was a risky game she was playing.

But then, did she care? She didn't seem to care what I thought about her antics, so why care what someone else thought. Especially someone who must have had some element of commonality in their lifestyle.

I held the dress at arm's length to get a good look at it. It was easy to picture how it would have revealed her bum and pussy, once she was on the bed in front of the black stranger, her panties tossed to one side.

Why was I getting hard again? It was like my cock, finally roused from the emotional castration Sophie's blog carried out on me, was making up for lost time.

And betraying me again.

I was shaken out of my thoughts by the sound of a car pulling up outside. I looked at my fitbit, just past midnight. I walked to the window quickly and, sure enough, Sophie was home.

I quickly put the dress back in her wardrobe and pushed the dresses back together on the rail. Then ran downstairs. I made it into the lounge before Sophie opened the door. I wasn't going to go and greet her. I wanted to appear cool when she came in and let her come to me.

In fact I expected her to go straight upstairs first, to change out of her outfit, what there was of it, rather than face me in it.

So I was surprised when she came straight into the lounge, undoing the belt of her overcoat as she did so. She made a beeline for me, her hand outstretched. Instinctively I took it without thinking.

She dragged me to me feet, slipping her coat off her shoulders and chucking it onto the sofa opposite. She was still wearing just her suspender belt and stockings and the sight of her switched my still semi-hard cock back on.

"You have no idea how much I need a cock in me...right now!" She exclaimed.

And with that she turned and dropped onto the floor on all fours.

"Fuck me. Hard. Now!"

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By *ickymac52Man
over a year ago

newry

So now he is nothing more than a cock for her to use. I wouldnt touch her with a barge pole now, time to get out.

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By *lowersandcarsCouple
over a year ago

Aylesbury

Wonder what Sophie got up to on her evening out

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By *wansea gangbang clubCouple (MM)
over a year ago

Swansea

Great twist at the end

That will totally fuck up Steve's head

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

neath

Lol what came he say to that

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"I keep having to remind myself this is just a story, very well written OP, you have me hooked

My thoughts exactly. Find myself thinking about it during the day, but not in a sexy way... Not finding any of it sexy but I can't not read it...!

Feel exactly as said here!"

Me too

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

This is turning into what Sophie wants, Sophie gets. I'm also now more aware of the stories title, Taking Sophie, with the stories pattern and title, I don't think it's looking good for Steve at all

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By *asey666Man
over a year ago

Dublin 13

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Loving the twists and turns!!

Nothing better than some reclaim sex!!

More!

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By *ex1Man
over a year ago

Beccles on the river


"Loving the twists and turns!!

Nothing better than some reclaim sex!!

More!"

If he fucks her now, it’s not re claiming, it’s going along with this hole charade of deception lyes. If he picks her up bath her and show he cares for her and make love to her. This might act as partially re claim. But then no man own a women as no woman own a man. Marriage do not equal ownership.

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By *af105Man
over a year ago

newtownards

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

This is another game she is playing. "Paul" seems to have not taken her but teased her till she's absolutely gagging.

Then she's been sent home to service her cuc hubby.

Thoughts?

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By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford

Put a condom on it

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"This is another game she is playing. "Paul" seems to have not taken her but teased her till she's absolutely gagging.

Then she's been sent home to service her cuc hubby.

Thoughts? "

If he does service her, he's playing right into her/Alex hands. On the other hand, if he doesn't service her, she'll more likely go out to find someone to do it. Dilemma dilemma

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By *exyback12345Man
over a year ago

manchester

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By *ysterious-MidnightCouple
over a year ago

Middlesbrough

Kick her to the kerb

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By *earlaitCouple
over a year ago

dublin

Just shut up and fuck her --hard !!!

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By *na WintersTV/TS
over a year ago

woodford halse

You are all wrong.

Steve should tie her up, and also tease the fuck out of her, punish her for deceiving him, and running off with Alex, fucking these other men without even speaking to him.

Then he should bring her right to the edge, then leave here there to sleep, all tied up.

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By *oy Roi keltic for kingMan
over a year ago

shirley Southampton, polop la nucia Benidorm

Steves been a dom with hannah now he should dom sophie without penitration by him or toys so that she doesnt cum but with lots of punishment then leave her hanging so that sophie becomes confused to who or what she really wants

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Roy and Anna are absolutely correct.

He needs to man the fuk up. Take her to bed and restrain, blindfold and gag that bitch. Then tease her for hours, before heading to the spare room where he's been shunned to.

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By *firsttimeCouple
over a year ago

halifax

I need a dom like alex xx

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By *abrina59TV/TS
over a year ago

moved to cuckold land

I wish my wife would let herself be owned by someone like Alex

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By *lumbercoupleCouple
over a year ago

Vera Playa

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By *elshmailMan
over a year ago

neath

More

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By *yTreacleMan
over a year ago

Winchester

I wonder who will he be fucking?

Alice? or Sophie?

How will he feel when he sees the marks of her evening?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Looking forward to part 5

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