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Betrayed by Hubby! Bound & Shared With Strangers
(Traci Wilde)

"You enjoy that, don't you?" Tony asked.



"Sex? I think you know the answer to that."



"No, damn it. Holding me down, exerting your She-Woman power."



Vicky laughed. "I don't hear you complaining."



He stood, turned to face her, still semi-hard. Vicky looked up at her husband. He wasn't exactly a small man ??" at five-foot-nine he was the same height as she was ??" but he was slender, the typical build of a man who runs a lot, and he did. Fifty, sixty miles a week, every once in a while even more. He runs many miles and eats little, and has the wiry, fat-free (and nearly muscle-free) body of a typical runner to show for it. 



"How would you know? Ever ask me?"



The realization that she had never asked struck Vicky, with the suddenness of a splash of cold water thrown into her face. No, she had never asked him. She could take him, hold him down whenever she felt like it and, on occasion, did just that.



"Just once you need someone to hold you down, have their way with you."



She laughed. "I let you have your way."



"Not the same. You pretend. but you've never actually given up control, absolutely had to go along. You don't really know what that's like, do you?"



Vicky sighed. It was true. Sometimes she pretended to let him be stronger, to take the top, to control their lovemaking, but it was just that, pretend. 



To really give up control.



She had wondered what that would be like, to have a man who could take her, anytime he wanted, hold her down and have his way with her.



She shrugged. "Guess we'll never know."



A smile spread across Tony's face. An odd, crooked grin she could only describe as malicious.



"Glad you said that," Tony said as he slipped on a robe, left the room.



That's odd.



Vicky lay back on the bed, caressing her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples. She closed her eyes, dreamed it was a man handling her, touching ??" maybe Tony, maybe someone else. 



She snapped her eyes opened, shot to a sitting position in bed. She heard voices, far off in the house.



"Tony?" she called.



He didn't reply, though she heard him talking, along with other masculine voices. Vicky pulled the sheet to her chest as the voices grew near. She stood, pressing the sheet against her chest as shadows approached the door.



"What the hell?"



That's the only thing she could say, the only words that came to mind. Tony stood there, just inside their room, surrounded by two other men ??" one she recognized from the gym, though she didn't know his name, and the other she knew from Tony's poker group. Greg was his name.



The gym guy, he was big, with wide shoulders and thick muscles. Greg was tall and slender, though more powerfully built than Tony.



"Vick, this is your lucky day," Tony said, that crooked grin returning. 



She hopped on the bed, tried running to the other side, but the three were on her, tackling her. Vicky fought, kicking, flailing, grunting. She felt hands on her right wrist, others on her left, someone laying on her legs. They had her pinned to the bed, face down. She bucked, trying to free herself, gasping.



Finally, after several minutes of struggle, she tired. Suddenly her vision went black, a blindfold draped over her eyes, pulled tight and tied behind her head. She struggled more as they flipped her onto her back, the one man staying on her legs, while the other two pulled her arms up and out, to either side. 



"What are you doing?" she cried when she felt the sensation of rope being looped around her wrists. She wiggled, cried out several times, to no avail. The pulled her arms out to each corner of the bed, stretching them hard and far, lashing her wrists to the bed posts there.

"Tony," she called. "You're gonna pay fo-"



She felt something shoved into her mouth. Some large and round ??" a ring of some sort, shoved in so deep it stretched her mouth wide, held it open. She felt leather straps being wound around her head, buckled in back. It was a gag, an open O-ring gag that kept her mouth wide open...