"Oh, calm down, stud muffin. I'm just making sure that my plans aren't interrupted by your bodily functions. That's all. There are some wonderful fringe benefits to working in a medical field, Dan. I have access to drugs and supplies, details about their off-label uses, and information about ongoing research. Plus, I've learned the most practical things over the years. You know what? I may just put most of them to good use tonight."
Dan's eyes narrowed, and he attempted to spit at her. However, it was a lame effort, and he only managed to wet his chin and chest. As his strength returned, he struggled in vain to free himself. Alex estimated he'd be back to his normal self within the next ten minutes. His incapacitation didn't hinder the steady stream of expletives he now hurled in her direction.She tuned him out and focused on the task at hand.
Detaching the collection bag, she replaced it with a bag containing about four ounces of sterile water and raised it over her head, reversing the process and irrigating Dan's bladder. "Time to rinse," she giggled, once the warm water drained from the bag. She repeated the collection process until the last drops of fluid were milked from his body. Sometime over the past few years, she'd heard or read that such flushing resulted in a more effective and thorough catheterization. She couldn't remember just where the information originated, but Alex figured it couldn't hurt to try. Better safe than sorry, after all.
Once the process was complete, she very carefully extracted the catheter. Dan barely flinched. "There. All set," she said, patting his cock with her fingertips. "We can get busy now." "You can't honestly believe that." Alex tsk-tsked. "Oh, Dan. Honey...baby...sugar...You have absolutely no choice in the matter. We are going to fuck whether you like it or not. Remember the first time we fucked, Dan? Remember how and where we did it?"
She watched as the memory hit him. "Your wife nearly caught us on her precious dining room table, didn't she? Thought she'd surprise you by getting home from that business trip a bit early. Well, she certainly did. It just wasn't apleasant surprise." "I won't cooperate, Alex. You can't make me fuck you." "We got carried away while watching Rocky Horror, remember? If I close my eyes, I canstill see the glow of the television screen through the dining room doorway. Guess it's time for me to start the movie, Dan. We can't do our own Time Warpwithout it, now can we?"
Alex fetched the DVD from the kitchen counter and took it into the living room. His curses followed her. She inserted the disc and put one particular scene on a continuous loop. Detouring to the den, she grabbed her laptop and the pair of auxiliary speakers.
By the time she returned, the table bore new scratches from the cuff buckles due to Dan's thrashing. "Dan, darling, you are ruining the expensive table that you didn't want me to buy. That's really not very nice of you." She placed the laptop on the floor against the wall opposite the window and powered it on.
"At some point, Alex, you're going to have to untie me—and when you do, I'm going to throttle you. I promise you that."
The movie sounds trickled into the room, looping Riff Raff and Magenta, as Alex busied herself with the laptop. Soon, another set of sounds mingled with those coming from the living room—the unmistakable sounds of sex.
"You've promised me many things, and you've yet to deliver on any of them. Remember how we made this little X-rated home movie that night, Dan? I had it digitized especially for you. It was gonna be a surprise anniversary present. Then, of course, I found out you were porking your ex-wife again." She chuckled and sang, "That really drives you insa-a-a-a-a-ane."
Alex fast forwarded their video to a certain spot and paused it. Standing, she grabbed her butterfly vibrator, inserted fresh batteries, and placed it on the table between Dan's legs. "Pink is such a nice color for you, Dan," she commented as she wound its elastic straps around each of his legs.
His verbal tirade became monotonous, and Alex tuned him out in the same way she'd learned to tune out ESPN. Lifting Dan's balls, she settled the butterfly against his perineum. She was tempted to pull it back—like a slingshot—and release it, but while it might be emotionally satisfying to inflict such physical pain, it would jeopardize the night's true mission. It would be more emotionally satisfying, especially in the long term, to inflict pain of another variety. Unlike the common saying, her revenge was best served hot...and its leftovers were going to last a long, long time.
Alex picked up the controller and turned its dial to high, grinning. Dan let out a yelp and thrashed about some more, but he couldn't dislodge the buzzing butterfly with its pink silicone wings. She watched his cock for any nascent erection. Nothing—yet—but Alex was too clever to bank her scheme on the effectiveness of one little toy. "So much for your seduction," Dan taunted. "Give it up, Alex." "Oh, I'm far from finished." She leaned over the table and took his cock into the warm, wet sleeve of her mouth. Dan tried to pull his hips away, but there was nowhere to go. Even though he fought her, Alex felt his cock begin to respond. He stilled then—as if deciding he'd have a better chance to escape arousal by using his mind rather than his body. Alex took it as a small victory and intensified her oral assault, feeling Dan continue to stiffen in her mouth. His stillness, however, had an unanticipated drawback. The vibration from the butterfly tickled her palate and made her sneeze. Once. Twice.
"Shit!" she muttered, pulling back, and Dan laughed as his partial tumescence melted away. Part of her plan—perhaps the most important part, in the long run—would work whether he got hard or not, but Alex wanted the added satisfaction of taking him against his will. Wanted that added emotional victory; that extra sweet, thick, black icing on her retaliatory cake. Checking the time, she opted to pick up her pace rather than spending more time fellating her unwilling spouse.
She straightened up and looked around the room, going through her mental checklist. Laptop on and ready? Check. Lighting? Perfect. Movie scene playing? Check. Draperies open, but sheers drawn? Uh huh. Nodding to herself, Alex turned on Dan's cell phone and retrieved her final two props. He craned his neck to follow her.
The beep signaled a waiting text message, and Alex flipped the phone open to read it:
Be there at 8. Will wait in driveway.
Excellent. Ten more minutes would give her precisely enough time to really get the show rolling. Alex tore open the package of glyceryl trinitrate spray and shook it gently. She'd have preferred to nab some Viagra or Cialis, but the pharmacy kept very close tabs on those drugs due to the black market. No one was paying much attention to this particular drug—yet. A recent article in the Times Online planted the seed of an idea, and she figured she had nothing to lose by testing her theory.
"What is that?" Dan asked as she removed the cap and held it over his groin. He flinched as she depressed the trigger and a fine mist landed on his cock. "Let's do the time warp a-ga-ain. Let's do the time warp a-ga-ain." Alex pumped the trigger until the bottle was completely empty. "Oh, it's a new penis dissolving spray," she teased as she thoroughly massaged the liquid into his skin. "Makes your cock and balls wither and fall off—kind of like a wart remover." "Very funny. You are one sick bitch, you know that, Alex? Sick." "Actually," Alex paused to remove her panties, "this is the main chemical component of a topical gel currently being tested as a treatment for erectile dysfunction. Isn't that interesting? I just happen to know that it's also used to treat angina. Did you know, Dan, that Viagra was originally intended to treat angina? We're going to do our own little clinical trials tonight." Dan's eyes grew wide. She knelt down and clicked the Play button on the laptop's screen. After adjusting the volume, the sounds of sex again filled the room— rather one-sided sounds, as Alex had been gagged with her own panties at the time. "I've listened to this so many times in the past three months, Dan. I have it totally memorized—down to every filthy syllable."
She lifted the ball gag and dangled it over Dan's face, grinning. "One last little detail—and a rather important one, at that."
Buckling the strap around his head, Alex tightened it as much as possible, knowing that some of the
tension would be removed when Dan opened his mouth to accept the ball. As expected, though, he clamped his jaw in defiance. With one hand pressing on the ball balanced atop Dan's pursed lips and the other raised over her head, Alex brought her fist down with all her might.
"Open up, lover," she grunted, slamming her fist into Dan's stomach. His mouth opened involuntarily to expel the whoosh of air and the gag's rubber ball slid right into place. "Damn! That was almost too easy."
Dan struggled to push the ball out of his mouth with his tongue, but the strap effectively prevented it. His lips bled in a couple places, and Alex grew concerned that he'd choke on the blood—but as she accessed the missed calls log on his cell phone and pressed redial, she observed him swallow without incident. Without waiting for Beth to answer, she clicked the phone's speaker button, and placed it on the floor midway between the laptop and the table. Alex climbed onto the table to straddle Dan just as Beth's car pulled into the driveway. Perfect timing!
Her voice echoed off the walls. "Hello? Dan? I'm outside. I'm not ringing the doorbell, though."
From the living room, the sounds of Time Warp provided a delicious accompaniment to Alex's lap dance as she lowered her pussy to Dan's crotch and began to rub against him. The pieced-together audiovisual performance was mostly for Beth's benefit, but Alex fully intended to enjoy herself as she screwed Dan both literally and figuratively.
She felt Dan's cock growing as she writhed atop him, painting him with her wetness. The muffled vibration from the butterfly teased her labia and increased her arousal. When Dan's voice—from the video— erupted, she heard Beth gasp. "C'mon, 'Lex baby, ride me! No one rides me like you do. No one." Alex had her voice-over script ready in response. "Not even your
sweet Beth? Tell me how much you love to fuck me, Dan. Tell me." After some grunting, Dan's voice replied, "My cock belongs inside your hot cunt. That woman's colder than a well digger's ass."
Another gasp. Dan's eyes filled with tears even as his cock grew to full rigidity, and Alex reached between her legs to lift it and lower herself onto it. His eyes pleaded with her to stop as his ears filled with the sounds of Beth's crying. Alex almost—almost—felt sorry for him. Then, she remembered all the promises he'd made. Lies, every last one of them. "That's it, 'Lex. Oh god, your pussy is on fire." Alex smiled and spread the melodrama as thickly as she'd spread the cake icing a few hours earlier. "Oh, Dan...you feel so fuckin' good inside me! I'm gonna fuck you 'til you can't stand up." Exaggerated in her delivery, perhaps, but it wasn't a lie. He did feel good. Very good. Dan seemed just a bit thicker than he usually did. Harder, too. On top of the difference in his size, Alex's pussy tingled with a sensation that she attributed to the second-hand contact with the topical drug.
With Dan buried as deeply as possible inside her, she ground her clit into the bristly thatch of hair at the base of his cock. Reaching behind with both hands, Alex spread her ass cheeks to bring the butterfly into contact. She abandoned her carefully-scripted dialog and instead sang along with the DVD. "It's so dreamy! Oh, fantasy, free me!" More inanimate sex toy than living partner, Dan held completely still. He closed his eyes, and Alex assumedhe was thinking of Madeleine Albright or Janet Reno or some other deflating figure. Or, maybe he was already mapping out his explanation to Beth. From the sounds of her crying, Alex thought that an exercise in futility. Poor Beth. Poor, sweet, stupid Beth. Alex pushed the intruding thoughts from her mind, returning her attention to the exquisite throbbing sensations in her pussy. "So, you can't see me. No, not at all." The recorded Dan—the one actively participating in their sex on her laptop's screen—continued his fuck-speak, and it meshed with an eerie synchronicity to the song lyrics. The fact that it was recorded several years ago added yet another component to their time warp.
"I see the sexiest woman on the planet bouncing up and down on my cock. Fuck me, 'Lex!"
" In another dimension...with voyeuristic intention...well secluded, I see all."
Beth's voice shocked them both as she half-screeched and half sobbed the lyric through the phone. "You rat bastard prick," she added, and Alex grinned.
Dan's eyes flew open, his anguish evident. Alex just winked at him, licked her lips, and renewed her efforts. She was so incredibly wet, and Dan's ass slid against the table in spite of his attempts to remain motionless. "Oh, fuck, 'Lex! Yes! I'm close, baby. So close." While she doubted her fuck-toy Dan was anywhere near as close as his video doppelganger, Alex realized that she no longer cared if he got off. She had her victory, and the desire to make him come was replaced by the temptation to leave him bound and gagged with a raging druginduced boner. She, on the other hand, was not far from her own climax. "With a bit of the mind flip...you're in to the time slip..." New sounds coming from the driveway added to her bliss, because Alex could just picture Beth wielding the aluminum softball bat taken from the backseat of Dan's pride-and-joy '66 Mustang convertible. He apparently reached the same conclusion, for the groan that escaped around the ball gag was not one of sexual stimulation. "And nothing...can ever be the same." Beth must've decided to turn on the speaker of her phone, as well, for the crunching metal and breaking glass sounds now came both from outside and from Dan's telephone on the floor. "Rat...bastard...prick!" Each word was punctuated with an impact of the bat, and Alex felt her orgasm begin to bloom. "You're spaced out on sensation...like you're under sedation." "I'm addicted to you, 'Lex." "Rat!" "Let's do the time warp a-ga-ain." "I'm coming, 'Lex! Come with me, baby." "Bastard!" Alex shuddered as her orgasm took off like a huge flock of birds startled into sudden flight. The great whoosh of pleasure's wings obscured her vision until its pulse dissipated enough to allow the light to return. "Let's do the time warp a-ga-ain." "I love you, 'Lex. I'll always love you." "Prick!" The phone beeped, signaling the call's end. Beth's car peeled out of the driveway, and Alex collapsed against Dan's chest, laughing even as her pussy still sucked at his cock. * * * *
Alex bounced down the hall and into the kitchen just in time to see the final seconds tick off the oven's timer. Hair and make-up were complete, but she still wore her scrubs. She'd get dressed as soon as the dessert was ready rather than risk a spill on her new outfit. Whistling, she smiled as the layer cake was extracted from the oven and placed on the large baking rack to cool.
" It's astounding. Time is fleeting," she sang, marveling at how much her life had changed since last year's wild celebration. The doctors said that if she continued to improve, perhaps next year she would be allowed to bake the cake. This year, however, she simply applied the icing.
"Ready, 'Lex?" The orderly poked his head into the room, waving a copy of the Rocky Horror DVD.
She flashed him a wide grin. "Gimme ten," she replied. "I gotta finish icing the cake and then change my clothes. Meet you there."
"Sounds good," he winked. "I think we have the TV lounge to ourselves."
Once he'd disappeared, Alex returned her attention to the cake. It was difficult to spread the icing with a spoon, but they didn't trust her with a knife. She slipped the cook a twenty and thanked her for staying late to help Alex with the special dessert.
"Joe's good folk," the older woman warned. "Don't you be messin' him up like you did your last man."
Alex smiled. "Wouldn't dream of it. He just wants someone to talk to, that's all. His sweet, wholesome wife doesn't understand him, and I'm a really good listener."
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About the Author
Alessia Brio is a sassy tart who burst (or tip-toed, depending on who you ask) onto the erotic romance scene in the latter half of 2005 with two ebook publications from Phaze. Until that time, she'd been giving her stuff away on Literotica. Now, she gratefully accepts money for it. (That, she's aware, is the difference between a slut anda whore.)
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