Neighbours – Chapter 13

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I spent the rest of the morning in a kind of shock, with the timing of the required photos giving a rhythm to my mental torment. It wasn’t lost on me that he had me texting him the photos using my own phone number, rather than the anonymous email address I’d used for my kinky explorations. He already had my walls crumbling down for him. Once my time was complete, I got myself dressed again and I put the wedding photo back up on the mantle. I looked over the room, still picturing him there, watching me, while I knelt and stroked. It was all so confusing and arousing. I forced myself to work the rest of the day, making good progress on putting things away and getting others sorted. The house had a full basement, which was only partially finished. When we’d looked at the house, it was one of the things we loved, as it just seemed to offer up so much potential and possibility. Now, I was using hidden corners of the space to air dry the lingerie I’d been sneaking away from my wife’s dresser. I thought of his instruction that I’d have to get my own… so I started mentally planning places to hide the collection away.Cheryl was impressed with the amount I’d gotten done by the time home, and by the fact that I had dinner waiting for her when she arrived.We had a wonderful evening, chatting and laughing and getting things sorted. We had decided to work on one room at a time, and that night we finished off the setup and decoration of our bedroom. It was nice to be able to close canlı casino siteleri the door that night and not see a single box, but I also couldn’t get the thought of Liam in here with Cheryl. I lay in the dark, next to her, wondering if she’d really cheat on me. Would denial of sex really push her into the arms and bed of another man? Or was it more than she’d married a man who seemed to be more excited about being turned into a sex slave by his male neighbour? And if she would, wasn’t I supposed to feel upset about it? I knew that I’d stepped outside the bounds, with the kinds of secrets I’d been keeping, and the kinds of chats I’d had. Hell, I’d been to see professional dominants, and while I’d never had sex with them, I’d certainly done a lot of other things with them, and let them do even more to me. Liam had said there would be more. That I was going to cheat on her, and cheat on her with men. It was more than just a sense of fair play that was racing through my mind. It turned me on. The idea of a man taking control like that. Inserting himself into our relationship, defining what kind of submissive and man I was allowed to be, and taking the spoils that he chose. I’d fantasised and dreamed for so long that sucking a man’s cock might be the ultimate submission for a man like me, but I had never really imagined that the man in question might want to take even more, and have me give it to him.I wasn’t aware of exactly how slot oyunları long it took me to fall asleep, but I was quite aware of just how hard I was when I woke. In the dark, I reached down with the instinct to stroke, but then my hand froze. I remembered that I wasn’t allowed to masturbate, or at least not to the point of cumming. Without that permission, stroking would just drive me even more mad. I didn’t imagine that he would know on his own, or that he was somehow watching, but I was quite confident that he’d be able to see it on my face if I lied about anything when asked. My shower that morning was a bit colder than normal.Cheryl was getting into her new morning routine, and I was getting a sense of the timing of it. I realised during breakfast that I was counting down the minutes until she’d be leaving, knowing or at least guessing that Liam would be on my doorstep not long after. When the time came, I kissed her goodbye and watched her drive off. I didn’t see him immediately, but I remembered his commands, and I went upstairs to change. I selected a pair of panties and slid them on, and then rolled the stockings up my legs as well. I pulled on jeans over them and went back downstairs. I was pacing for a bit, and then realised I might as well work while I waited, or I’d drive myself mad. I got myself set up in the room that was going to be my home office, but was currently mostly boxes and stacks of things, on and around my eventual slot casino siteleri desk. I started working through my stack of emails, never quite unaware that I was wearing sexy, teasing things under my clothes. After a while of that, I allowed myself to sign onto my kink forums, and have a look around. I wanted to delve deeper into these thoughts about being cuckolded and taken. I’d only been online for ten minutes when I saw a new DM pop up. It was from a MasterLiam, leaving me with no doubt who was behind it.“Unlock your front door. Strip down to your panties and stockings. Get on all fours in the middle of your living room and kneel there, your face down to the floor. Wait for me there.”As soon as the message was sent, I saw him log out.I hurried to comply. I removed my clothes in the office, unlocked the door, and took my place. It seemed like forever I was there waiting, but then finally the door swung open and I heard his footsteps. He didn’t approach me right away. Instead, he seemed to be moving around the house. I knew he must have seen me, so I had no idea what he was doing or looking at.Finally, I heard him come up behind me.He laughed and I heard the sounds of him taking photos of me, my panty-clad ass in the air. “You really are an eager and desperate slut. Left to wait for an hour, and I find you online searching out porn and filth. I guess I need to be more attentive to your desperate needs for use.”I blushed, feeling the humiliating truth in his words, but unable to think of anything to say. “Today, as I said, is about toys and accessories.”He moved about and dropped into the large easy chair. “You can kneel upright now, but I want your knees spread, and your wrists behind you. Keep your back straight and your shoulders back.”