BDSM House of Red Lace Bondage

James obviously knew this, which was why he chose this day for their own private meeting. All Katherine knew was that her husband was planning something special for the night.

Parking in the driveway, she took a quick glance at her reflection in the rearview mirror, making sure her appearance was in order. She was nervous. Maybe James was planning to surprise her at the door? Maybe he'd had a nice romantic welcome arranged and planned to make sweet love to her immediately. Or perhaps he brought home another partner for them? A woman their age? Someone from their neighborhood? A complete stranger?

Katherine had her suspicions. She loved that her husband had an adventurous mind and was a perfect planner. It kept their love life interesting and exciting, which was uncommon in a partnership as old as theirs.

She could feel the nervous anticipation growing as she made her way from the driveway towards the front door. She entered, somewhat surprised that James had not come to meet her. She closed the door loudly, hoping to alert him.

Sure enough, James appeared from the kitchen. The house smelled like fresh cooking, and Katherine sure as hell hoped that a simple home cooked meal wasn't the big surprise. Having a husband cook a nice meal was appreciated by any good wife, but after all the hype, there better be more.

They greeted each other with a kiss, but James showed no sign of revealing the surprise. His poker face was strong.

All he said was, 'Take your time in the shower, then come down to eat. I'm making your favorite.'

There was no indication that tonight would be any different from any other night. James liked being coy. That was part of his game and part of the seductions. She could play this game too.

"The food smells good."

She slowly went up the stairs hoping James would at least give her a hint, or at least tell her that she looked beautiful. No such luck. Bastard!

She was disappointed at having to wait longer for the surprise, when she realized that the guestroom door was closed. That could only mean one thing. Katherine smiled to herself and felt a rush of excitement.

From the kitchen, Althea could hear that the upstairs shower was running. She could also hear that the water stopped, which meant that Katherine had finished the shower. Factoring the time getting dressed for dinner, and the time it would take to blow dry long hair, Althea estimated that it would be at least 15 minutes before Katherine would come down to the kitchen to view the surprise.

Althea was being bound to the old wooden dining table. Each limb was being carefully tied to each corner of the table. No ropes. Not exactly, anyway.

She was being tied with long streams of red lace. Soft to the touch. Elegant in its appearance. The red lace felt soft against her wrists and ankles as James carefully and expertly went to work. It was obvious that he was an expert with knots. He was careful not to cause discomfort, but at the same time, he made sure that Althea couldn't move from her position, completely spread-eagled, with her hands and feet bound in opposite directions.

Her body was lying on the red lace tablecloth, which had been spread across the table so she wouldn't feel the coldness of the wood against her back. She didn't bother to look down at herself, she kept her eyes focused on the ceiling, but she knew what she must have looked like. She was lying there completely helpless, the shiny black shoes were prominent on her feet.

Equally as important, she was in her lingerie, but her back was fully undone, meaning James was likely to remove the lingerie at some point, leaving her totally naked and vulnerable during the meal.

"She'll be down here at any moment," James finally spoke. "The rules are simple. When this begins, you aren't allowed to speak, unless I allow it. You are to do whatever you're asked. You'll be fed a nice dinner after. For the rest of the night, you're simply warm flesh to us, a soft feminine body. Nothing more. If it gets too much, and you wish to stop, say the words red lace, and it will end."

"Why red lace?"

"It's a nice codeword."

"I mean, all this," she asked from her vulnerable bondage position. "I'm laying on red lace table cloth. You've tied me with red lace."

James rubbed her soft forearm, near the bondage. "I love seeing the contrast between the red lace and soft milky white skin. My wife loves the same contrast. It's something we save for special occasions."

"I'm nervous."

"Of course you are. That's why I like you. You're a normal girl with submissive fantasies. You'll be taken care of. I promise. Now, here she comes."

James turned away as faint footsteps came down the stairs. Everything felt like slow motion as the footsteps neared, making small creaking noises on the staircase. Althea's heart raced. This was about to happen. She didn't dare look. She was too nervous to make eye contact with the wife upon arrival, and if she was honest with herself, she felt a strong sense of embarrassment being tied up like that on the dining table.

The footsteps had stopped and there was a brief moment of silence, which felt like an eternity given the situation.

"For you," James said to his wife. "Her name is Althea. She's new to this. I purchased her recently. She's the surprise I've been telling you about."

"I...I'm speechless..." Katherine replied.

"Don't be. I cooked your favorite. Sit down at the table and I'll serve you. Right this way."

Althea heard the married couple approaching the table. Through the corner of her eye, she saw James guiding his wife to sit by the side of her body. Althea's heart rate rose, and she didn't dare look. She kept her eyes on the ceiling, still too embarrassed. It was far too awkward, yet so very arousing that it made her dripping wet.

Once Katherine was seated in her wooden chair, Althea knew that the wife was still staring at her, either in disbelief, shock, or excitement. Or maybe all of the above.

James moved around the kitchen, setting up two glasses and opening a bottle of wine, then filling the glasses. Then James brought two plates of food, which were covered to maintain the surprise. He put the plates on the wooden table, near Althea's body.

"Now, for the meal," James said, still standing.

He opened the lid and presented his home cooking, and Katherine complimented on how good it looked and smelled. Althea also thought about how good the food smelled, but she was so nervous, she wouldn't have been able to eat anyway.

"And now, for the main course," James added.

He gently grabbed a hold of Althea's lingerie, which was untied from the back, and prepared to pull. Oh god. In a swift motion, he yanked it away, leaving Althea totally naked on the table, giving the married couple a perfect view of her nude figure for the very first time.

If Althea didn't feel the rush before, she did now. Her excitement was so high, she nearly burst into a sweat. Her pussy had twitched the moment her body was exposed to the happy couple. Her small tits felt stiff. Her pink nipples instantly turned rock hard. Her cunt turned wet.

"She's beautiful," Katherine said softly.

"I know. And she's all ours."

"For how long?"

"Depends. How long do you want her? Hours? Days? Weeks? Forever?"

Hearing the couple talk about her like a simple commodity made Althea feel like a sex object. She relished the feeling.

The next thing, the couple laughed to themselves. Katherine's response must have come in the form of a whisper, or simply moving her lips and mouthing a word silently, or a gesture. Whatever the response was, Althea didn't hear it.

When James sat down to begin eating, Althea instantly noticed that he had a clear unobstructed view of her spread eagled pussy from where he sat. The guy was going to eat his dinner with his wife, while a clear view of a wet pussy was in front of him. She knew that this couple shared an interesting sex life, but this was taking it to a whole new reality. One that made her all the more excited.

For the next while, Althea kept her eyes on the ceiling, listening to the couple talk about normal things, about their day, their work and a few passing comments about sex. All the while, Althea's pink nipples remained hard, and her pussy remained wet.

The sounds of the forks and knives against the plates slowed to almost silence, and Althea realized that they probably couldn't focus on eating. Not with a naked body tied to their dining table.

"Ready for dessert?" James asked his wife.

Katherine took a deep breath. "You know what? I am. It's been a long day and I deserve something to reward myself."

"It's all yours."

James took the plates and put them in the sink. Then came the sound of Katherine's chair slowly moving back, as if she was hesitant in some way. Then she moved to where her husband had just been sitting, getting the clear view of Althea's open pussy. Both of them stood side-by-side, admiring the unobstructed naked view of the submissive.

"Is she okay with this?" Katherine asked her husband in a confidential manner, even though the sub was obviously listening.

Althea wanted to scream, 'Yes! Eat me already!' but refrained from doing so, per James's rules of submission.

"She has experience with women," James explained. "In fact, she apparently is very much open to a woman like you; classy, mature, professional."

"You'll be the death of me," Katherine said with a playful tone to her husband.

"Maybe not me. But this will."

The next thing Althea felt was wine running down her outer lips. James was pouring the wine onto her pussy, with a slow and steady stream, meant to flavor the taste of her. It had a cool feeling and it tickled a little. It was a far different feeling than taking a shower, because the liquid was being concentrated on just her pussy.

Knowing that the married couple was observing wine being poured on her pussy, in anticipation of tasting it, made Althea both nervous and aroused. She was ready for this. Any more waiting and she'd be one unhappy girl.

Luckily, she didn't have to wait very long. She heard the sound of Katherine coming closer, then pausing to look at the wine drenched pussy. Then Katherine gave it a nice lick, tasting the wine, and her pussy in the process. Then came another lick. Then a few more.

"How does she taste?" James asked.

"Like fine wine, with a little something extra. God, I can't believe I'm doing this. She looks like such a sweet girl."

"Does she taste like a sweet girl too?"

Katherine gave a faint laugh. "You know what I mean. Anyway, enjoy your little show."

With that, Katherine went back to licking the pussy until the wine flavor was licked away. Then she darted her tongue inside the open and spread hole, where there were still trickles of wine flavor inside, combined with the natural pussy juice from Althea's arousal.

God, this made Althea want to moan and cry. She was being eaten by a respectable woman while the husband watched. This was beyond her wildest fantasy. Never in a million years did she ever think it would come to this. Yet here she was, enjoying Katherine's mouth.

The tongue continued its work inside Althea's pussy. In her young life, she had only received oral sex from another woman once, and that was in college with a friend in her study group. They were both pretty inexperienced when it came to eating pussies. Although they did try their best.

Now, as Althea tried her hardest to relax and enjoy Katherine's skill, she knew that Katherine was experienced. It was clear that the older woman knew what she was doing as she spread Althea's pussy even further with her hands, pressed her lips tight, and sucked, while probing her tongue deeper inside the hole.

Althea wanted to moan and scream, but she did her best to remain as quiet as possible. She wanted to obey the rules set forth by James, not to speak unless spoken to.

It wasn't long before an orgasm approached. Althea's muscles flexed and she tugged against the red lace bondage around her wrists, pulling with her pathetically weak biceps. It was pointless of course, but she needed some way to release the tension.

"I think she's going to cum," James pointed out, amused.

Katherine didn't remove her mouth. "Mmm Hmm..."

The only sounds in the room were that of Althea moaning, and the sound of Katherine slurping on the pussy.

It came in an instant. Althea's body jerked and she became breathless for a few seconds. The orgasm was like a riptide that flowed through her helpless body. The bondage seemed to enhance her orgasm. The bondage gave her the feeling that she was vulnerable and that she had to accept whatever came her way. There was no way for Althea to crouch down, or hang over, or jerk her body; all the things she normally did. The bondage forced her to let the intense pleasure flow through her veins.

Then she relaxed, panting hard, with her pussy wet.

Katherine removed her mouth, "I think I did my job."

"I'd say so. Now it's your turn. I want to see you cum next."

"How?"

"How do you think?" James retorted. "Remove your bottom clothes. Straddle the girl's face until you cum all over her."

The thought made Althea's pussy twitch.

Katherine gave a hesitant pause, "Do you think that's..."

"Do it. Althea knows the safeword. She's a strong girl."

After another moment of pause, Katherine got to her feet and removed her bottom clothes. Then she stepped on the chair to place her knees on the wooden dining table. When she straddled herself above Althea, that was the moment when both women had a good look at each other.

Katherine looked down and saw Althea's pretty face, fresh from an orgasm, looking as helpless as any good submissive servant.

Althea looked up and saw the face of a proper everyday woman. The kind of woman you'd see at the grocery store. The kind of woman who always dressed sharply for work. The kind of woman who was a role model to other women. Not only that, Althea also saw the woman's gaping wet pussy, as Katherine had her legs spread apart, ready to lower.

The pussy came down slowly, inching towards Althea's mouth in the straddle position. Finally, it came, and Althea's young mouth touched the lips of Katherine's mature pussy.

Althea was far from being a pro when it came to pussy eating. But she did her best given the circumstance that she couldn't move her body. The principles were fairly simple though, in terms of oral technique. She pressed her lips tightly onto the pussy, licked the best she could, darted her tongue inside the warm, wet hole, and occasionally gave a few sucks.

The position was uncomfortable for Althea. It was hard to breathe and sometimes there was too much weight pressed on her mouth and face. Luckily, Katherine was very attentive to how much she lowered herself, and how much of her pussy to feed the helpless girl.

Katherine arched her head back and enjoyed the oral experience. She reached down with one hand, with her husband looking on, and fingered her clitoris with two fingers, in a fast circular motion.

This time, it was Katherine's turn to orgasm. It was a strong orgasm, which resulted from her need to release after a busy day at work. These kinds of days always needed a heavy release, and Althea would have to bear the brunt of it.

Katherine cried as she came. She squirted in Althea's mouth- the poor girl. She wondered if Althea would hate her for this. But that was something she didn't let herself worry about too much at the time. Her main focus was the orgasm. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled back a little. She always enjoyed the rush of squirting.

When she was done and her mind was reeling, breathing heavily, she hoped that Althea enjoyed it too. Looking down, she saw Althea with a wet face and wide eyes, looking both stunned and so very aroused at the same time.

Katherine moved her pussy away and bent down to give the girl a kiss on the forehead, then another kiss on the cheek, then one more on the lips.

It wasn't long after until Althea was untied. Katherine went to go freshen up, while Althea ate dinner, served by James on the table which she had just been bound. At no point was Althea instructed to wear her lingerie again.

The only thing which covered the submissive were the shiny black shoes on her feet, and the red lace around her wrists and ankles. She had come to agree with James on the erotic sight of the red lace against her fair white skin. There was a sensualness to the contrast and it really captured the dom/sub relationship in a unique way.

Afterwards, the couple did what they normally did after dinner, which was to watch television in the living room. They were dressed like anyone else in the neighborhood who sat around watching tv at night. Comfortable clothes which fit snugly.

The only difference was, Althea was sitting beside them on the floor, completely naked, barefoot this time, and the red lace around her wrists and ankles had been removed. But now, there was red lace softly tied around her neck, which formed a sexy collar. She never bothered to ask about her clothes. It was against the rules to speak. She was their property. And she figured that James preferred her naked anyway. It was far more submissive.

Althea realized that after everything that had happened that night, James hadn't cum yet. How pent up he must be, watching his wife eating pussy, then being eaten, and he wasn't rewarded with his own release. Maybe he was saving his load for later? She'd soon find out, she hoped.

They were watching a sexual program on cable and James slightly shuffled in his seat.

Katherine turned to the submissive. "He gets this way when he's horny. He gets so hot and bothered that he can't possibly sit still."

"You can answer her," James said.

Althea answered the wife while still on her knees. "I was just thinking the same thing. James must be so aroused, between this show and what we did earlier. I can only imagine."

"You're right," Katherine replied. "And you have a beautiful voice too. I like that. It's a shame we couldn't speak earlier. I think you're such a lovely girl."

Althea blushed with pride. "Thank you. I feel the same way about you, honestly. You are a wonderful lady. It's a privilege to serve you and your husband."

"The feeling is mutual, Althea. I feel a little awkward asking you this, since we hardly know each other..."

Althea smiled, "I think we've gotten to know each other pretty well at the dining table."

"True," Katherine smiled. "But you know what I mean."

"I'm here for you, Katherine. I'm here because I want to be here. I'm at your service."

Katherine mustered her courage. "Can I watch you suck my husband's cock? I think he deserves it. Plus, I want to see you in action. You have an amazing mouth and I want to see what else you can do. Perhaps I can even pick up some tips from you, in terms of blowing a guy."

"Your wish is my command."

While the couple still sat on the couch watching the tv show, Althea crawled between James, assuming a very submissive posture while naked before them. She did all the work pulling his pants down, and he sat up a little to allow his pants to be pulled down to his ankles.

His cock was free and it was already stirring. The erection was headed towards its peak. When Althea saw it, she couldn't help but think of how lucky a woman Katherine was. It was a beautiful cock and she couldn't wait to suck it, especially while Katherine watched, which added a whole new level of excitement.

Althea had never sucked cock in front of another person before. It wasn't something she'd normally do. This was different. This was Althea in her fantasy life. Only it was actually happening in real life. She was able to shed her inhibitions because she knew that she'd never see these people in her daily, ordinary life. This was her alternate identity, in which she was a sexually liberated sex servant to the happy couple.

She grabbed the shaft of the cock along with the balls, making it twitch in her hands. She had soft hands and knew that men loved her touch. She stroked it to drive him crazy.

Then she devoured the cock with her mouth. No time was wasted. Not a second was spared. It was straight to business. The guy deserved it for treating his wife so special. And he deserved it for making Althea's fantasy come true in the most gentlemanly way.

She sucked with all her might, making her cheeks cave in. The cock bulged around the sides of her face from her powerful suction. Her lips wrapped tight. Her head bobbed fast, up and down, up and down.

Every once and a while, she would take the cock out of her mouth and give him some tongue action. Althea had a very particular technique with her tongue. She liked to tease a guy; not too slow, not too fast. Going too slow would only ruin the momentum. Going too fast wouldn't allow him to savor the feeling. What she liked to do was swirl her tongue around a guy's sensitive head, like a whirlwind. Then, she'd make her tongue stiff and lick up and down the shaft, as if the cock was an ice cream cone, and the ice cream was melting, and she had to lick it all so it wouldn't drip onto her hand.

Then it was back to sucking. Licking, then sucking.

That technique never failed her. And it didn't fail her now. It was making James crazy and she loved it. Althea mentally gave props to her old college roommate who had taught her those tricks. Then she went back to sucking the length of the shaft into her mouth.

"How is she?" Katherine asked her husband in a teasing way, already knowing that he was loving it.

"She has the mouth of an angel. Oh god."

Katherine rubbed her fingers through Althea's hair. "You hear that? He really loves it. You'll have to teach me these tricks. Better yet, you should come around more often. I think the three of us have such great chemistry together."

The submissive girl winked at Katherine, with the hardened cock still in her mouth, continuing to suck the shaft properly. All the while, Katherine continued rubbing Althea's hair in the most loving way as she sucked the husband's raging hard-on.

Katherine then dropped to her knees. Althea assumed that they were both going to suck James together, a thought which had excited her, but no, maybe that would come another time.

What Katherine wanted was to taste Althea's pussy again. Maybe it was a reward for pleasing her husband so well. Or maybe Katherine just loved eating pussy. Probably both.

Katherine got behind the submissive girl and ate her pussy while Althea continued sucking. It was a full-on threesome of oral sex. James got his cock expertly sucked by the naked and beautiful Althea. All the while, Althea was getting her pussy eaten by the beautiful and respectable Katherine.

It was a match made in heaven. It wasn't long until James had an orgasm which felt like hot fire, shooting everything into Althea's mouth, who gladly swallowed every drop of cum that was produced.

And it wasn't long until Althea had an orgasm of her own, this time, returning the favor by squirting into Katherine's mouth.

When it was done, Althea rested her head on James's bare thigh. Katherine laid on the floor, using Althea's toned leg as a pillow.

The house looked much different under the morning lights. It looked far more normal. It was more like a typical suburban home for boring suburban families.

James was in the kitchen, fresh from a shower. He prepared breakfast and coffee when Katherine came down the stairs in her pantsuit, almost ready to go to work, prompt as always.

On the table was Althea, naked from head to toe. Even her feet were bare this time and she wore no makeup, giving her a natural and breezy look. Her wrists and ankles were bound once again in the spread eagle position. Her body rested on red lace tablecloth on top of the wooden table. Red lace was also used to bind her body to the table.

As she laid there, vulnerable and helpless once again, James had placed freshly sliced fruit (and other foods) on top of Althea's breasts, stomach, and cleanly shaven crotch. A large piece of sliced apple was even inserted inside of her pussy, just for added effect. Once the food display was finished, James marveled at his design.

"I think you've outdone yourself," Katherine noted, eyes roaming over her husband's masterpiece.

"I always strive for the best. Let's eat."

Fresh cups of coffee were brought to the table. The couple ate at the altar of the submissive girl's nude body. This time, Katherine had the grand seat of sitting in front of Althea's spread-eagled legs, with a clear view of the open cunt under the bright morning sunlight.

Unlike the previous night, this felt like the most natural thing in the world for all of them. The married couple had a nice view of their little plaything. Althea got the sexual rush and satisfaction she was seeking.

Once the light breakfast was nearly done, James had his wife bite half of a strawberry, then he rubbed the open strawberry hard on Althea's clitoris, making sure that all the strawberry flavor would be spread. When it was done, Althea's clit nearly matched the same color as the red lace bondage.

"Your dessert," James smiled to his wife.

"Dessert, with breakfast?"

"I feel like breaking all the rules today."

"Only because you asked so nicely."

Katherine stood and bent her head forward, licking the clitoris with the tip of her tongue, making the submissive girl gasp and her delicate toes curl. Then she licked up and down the labia, tasting all the red strawberry juices along with the natural flavor of Althea's arousal.

With only a short time before they headed off to work, James needed his morning relief. He stood up and went to where Althea's head laid on the table, opening his pants, freeing himself, and guiding his manhood to Althea's mouth. She accepted the cock and began to suck him off while Katherine now ate her pussy.

Althea was in heaven. She felt bliss and comfort under the complete control of the married couple, in the house of red lace bondage.
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The End
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