try to reconcile my feelings as Kate runs her fingers down Ganriel’s ripped abs, then to his rigid cock. I can almost feel her touch as she plays with him; it’s erotic, but she’s so completely taken by his physical presence that the angst wells up in me. I know how much she loves fucking Aidan, but this is different. It occurs to me in an instant of troubling clarity that sexually, together they’re a perfectly matched couple. Is it Kate’s helpless attraction to him, or his ability to simply make her his as I watch? Does she even remember I’m present?
Gabriel looks over at me as though it’s what he expects.
“This is what you want, isn’t it? To have me fuck your pretty little wife?”
Before I can answer, Kate answers for me while keeping her eyes on his immense cock.
“He does. He likes to watch men like you fuck me.”
“You have that kind of control over him?” he asks.
Kate still doesn’t give me the slightest glance while she answers. “Keeping him hard, making him watch, making him wait until a man’s done with me – yes, it excites me. But it excites him too. It was someone in our past that…”
“Ahhh, someone who awakened his s u b m i s s i o n, and yours, to the whims of a man with a more dominant character?
“He, um, held us hostage in a way. Financially. His boss – he wanted me. He seduced me, and Billy had to allow it. In time, Billy found it exciting to surrender my body to him. It was mostly to secure our future, but then I couldn’t help myself. He was one of those men…”
“So, you’re free now? But your body aches for a man like him again?”
“I need – well, I told you what I need.” Her voice wavers, as though she’s begging but embarrassed to have to do it.
“You need what we all need, Kate,” he offers. “We come here for The Game, one Breigha and Aidan orchestrate. They’re masters of it; using their insight, imagination, and most of all, their ability to collect those with very special needs. They’ve chosen you, Billy, and myself as a perfect trio, players in a game that first promises to give everyone what they seek, and then much more. They create, they watch, and they assimilate what we provide. They feed on our deepest, most forbidden fantasies, and use them to entice others to the game. I’ve been a character in their living fantasies in the past, just as I am now. You’re the pretty wife with dark appetites, and Billy the husband who eagerly submits to them. My question for both of you is, now that you know I was chosen for you, how eager are you to play?
Billy, I’ve heard what Kate needs. As the husband, how compliant are you? Can you make the sacrifice? She’s such a delicious little thing – not many husbands could put a wife like Kate in the hands of someone like me. Can you offer me Kate’s body and do it without jealousy or possessiveness?”
“I suppose it’s like Kate said,” I began. “My boss held our future in his hands; gripped it, tightly, then squeezed until it hurt. I watched Kate submit to his seduction. It was, instant, and it shocked me. But we both needed what he promised. There was so much money, a house, the cars; there was more and more, every day. In return, he wanted Kate’s body for himself. It was all so sudden, and so enticing – my dream job, and our perfect life. I thought I could look the other way. To do that, I had to bury my jealousy. A nervous misdirection took its place. When Kate was naked in his hands, her sexual bliss somehow became arousing and exotic. He was wealthy, powerful, and dominating, with a, um, very large cock. He was everything I wasn’t – everything Kate dreamed of in a man. I just gave in to keep my eye on the prize, a better life together when we finally might escape. Then I began to like it – I mean, watching Kate and him together. It was, terrifying, mesmerizing, intoxicating, like the ultimate fetish-inducing d r u g. I was paid to let him and his associates use Kate. We took his money, and we became addicted. We couldn’t stop.”
“And now you want to continue?” he asks, with raised eyebrows. Possibly in a safer venue? One where you might have more control?”