Dear readers,
Thank you for the words of encouragement thus far.
I’m glad that most people like it although this cup of tea is not for everyone.
I would like to reiterate that this is a work of fiction.
Looking forward to share more with the readers here.
Cheers
PS : Would love to write about your erotic fantasy / fetish. Drop me a message, i could use the scenes in the next write up.
Daryl was too occupied with pumping my wife to be bothered with the 2 of us who was leaning against an empty bed.
The old man with the stump seemed to be mumbling somthing in rapid fire mode, pointing and gesturing at Daryl.
Lynn’s legs was lifted up high by Daryl, her 2 stocking covered feet now at the side of Daryl’s ears. Her heels rest awkwardly on his shoulders as Daryl withdrew and ram his penis in long deep strokes into my wife’s vagina.
Lynn’s clenched fist and opened mouth betrayed the frown on her face. What is there to do when the obvious pleasure outweighs the moral values. I looked with envy towards them as Lynn’s stifled moans grew in volumne and then subsided, her brain painfully aware that her husband is less than 2m away, watching the entire ordeal.
I saw Lynn’s feet turned inwards, she must be peaking to her big O as her toes curled, trying to cup around Daryl’s earlobes. Daryl is breathing heavily like an animal as he did not want to stop at this moment. Turning his face sideways, he pressed his face flat down onto my wife’s feet, taking in her scent as he continued to pummel his was down Lynn’s vagina walls.
The sound of human bodies smacking loudly together drowns out the old men who i assume was probably about to get an heart attack.
Suddenly i saw Daryl’s face straighten as he drew in a deep breath of air. The veins on his face seemed ready to burst as his eyes widen and he bit down on his teeth.
The pinoy attendent covered her mouth in horror as she saw what was about to happen, no doubt worried about the ordeal she has to go through if she couldn;t pay off her debt.
Before Daryl crossed the finishing line, he suddenly grunted and said.
Daryl : Look. Look at me Pa. What did i say. har.
With that he conceded to the rush of his orgasm as he emptied his load inside Lynn with a moan dragging till it sounded like a sob.
Daryl refused to remove himself from Lynn as collasped his full weight on my wife. Lynn, too tired to push or fight back after the ordeal just lay there like a rag doll.
Daryl is starting to freak everyone out as he lay on top of my wife, sobbing like a child.
Taking a min or 2 to compose himself, he straighten up and gave a final few thrust before withdrewing himself slowly. I did not realised he brought a couple of items with him onto the bed as he seemed to be feeling around for something.
He reached ti as he gave a snort and suck ion his mucus, his tears still flowing.
He has a tampon in his hand.
Unwrapping the tampon he started to speak .
Daryl : Look pa, i told you already. i can do it. This is not the first already.
He alternated between sobs and laughter as he inserted the tampon into the wet interior of my wife’s vagina before withdrewing the casing and casting it aside.
Daryl : I told you i will prove it to you, but you never believed me.
Daryl tored off Lynn’s stockings, removing it completely off her and threw it behind his head, letting it drop onto the floor.
Daryl : You never believed me. Not since when i was young.
He continued his work as he sob and spoke at the same time.
Opening a large adult diaper, he lifted Lynn’s legs upwards, laying her down on it. With a practised hand and smooth movements, he proceeded to wrap my wife up. The last of the sticky tape tucked into place sealing his spearm beep inside my wife.
Lynn was too tired to even speak as she allowed her body to be descreated by Daryl , she just breathed, taking in large gobbles of air.
Daryl :I tried to prove it to you time and again. but you wlways say i let you down.
Daryl :Why ! Why are you like this .
WIth this last outburst, Daryl turned towards the old man with the stump, who was balanced on his elbow, looking at Daryl .
It was then i realised that was Daryl’s dad.
He started to sob again as he got off the bed, walking towards the corner of the room, retrieving a bag. He took out what seemed to be a femal chasity belt, made of leather and interlocking chains.
Daryl :I can do it ! I proved it to you !
He jabbered like a man out of control as he proceeded to put the chasity belt on top of the diapers, making my already thickly padded wife’s bottom swell with more accessories.
Daryl : See. Look.
He wheeled my wife towards his dad, parking her right in front of the old man, who seemed to be just staring into blank space.
I couldn’t move.
I watched the chest of my wife rise up and down as the thought of another man’s sperm is now locked tightly in place in my wife’s privates. There might not be a 100% chance of a successfuly fertilisation but i would want to get them out immediately.
Daryl : How many times have i proved it to you har ? 4 ? 5?
Daryl : You never appreciated my efforts.
Daryl’s hair is in a mess as he jabbered and walked around the room.
I decided enough was enough as he seemed to be slipping slowly out of control.
I got dressed as the attendent beside me tried to walked away but Daryl held on to her.
Daryl : where are you going har ?
Unable to control her emotions any longer, the pinoy let out her sobbings, letting go of the fact that there is another female in the room.
I untied my wife from the bed, eagered to get out of this place and out of this mess.
Refusing to looked at Daryl i help my wife off the bed, her legs wobbly from the amount of sex she has gotten this couple of days.
From the corner of my eye i saw Daryl now has the pinoy girl pinned to the bed, she is sobbing uncontrollably now.
Not that it is any of my business, i studied the chasity belt, i can cut through the chains and leather with a good pair of pliers.
I just want to get out of this place.
Helping my wife put on her clothes, he struggled a little to get into her heels as she held on to me for support. Her dishelved look brought back a surge of emotions to my heart as i regreted what i had put her through.
We started to walk towards the lift when she asked.
Lynn : we need the IOU.
I replied with a smile.
James : Daryl passed it to me just now after he tied you to the bed.
My wife nodded as she held onto me.
As the lift door close, i heard the screams of the pinoy attendent echo throughout the ward, followed by the groans of the patients rise in unison.
It took us 20 minutes to call for a cab to our location, and as every min pass, i worry about the semen in my wife. Lynn looked visibly relieved the ordeal is over.
By the time we reach Albert court hotel, it’s already coming to 4.30am in the morning.
We packed up our things and tried to remove the chasity belt but to no avail. We decided the best way was to quickly make our way home and remove it.
We reached home at 6am in the morning.
My toolbox supplied me with what i needed as i quickly cut off the belt and ripped off the diaper.
Lynn rushed to the washroom before removing the tampon.
She spent closed to an hour in the shower.
7.30am
I saw my wife sitting cross legged in front of the dressing table, blowing her hair, smiling at me.
I lay on my stomach, looking at her.
8.30am
The clinic below our block opened and we went together, Lynn asked for Postinor2 from the doctor, saying we were not ready for a child.
9.30am
We sat at the hawker centre near our block, sharing a bowl of fish porridge.
10.30am
We reached home, tired, drained and exhausted. We snuggled into bed and Lynn buried her head into my arms.
We did not wake up till 8pm that evening.
When we did, we went through our usual daily routine. Did the laundry, iron our clothes. Lynn cooked a simple dinner from what we had in the fridge.
We watched some tv.
We swept the floor.
We read the papers.
Lynn went to bed at 11.30pm.
I sat in the living room, staring at the revolving ceiling fan.
Finally it’s over.
My phone beeped and i saw an mms from a unknown number.
Opening the picture, i saw Lynn in the wedding Cheongsum, her body adorned with gold. Her hands held on to the post of the bed and her butt perked upwards towards a man.
The picture was taken from another angle, somewhere in the rows and rows of gowns in the corner of the boutique.
There was a 3rd man in the room.
The MMS was followed by a sms.
sms : Like what you saw ?
I did not know what to reply when another mms appeared. It’s the picture of a chinese couple, the girl looked radiant and pretty, and undeniably happy in the arms of her husband.
Another sms followed.
sms : She owes me money too. I could do with a partner.
I replied after 30 seconds.
James sms : ok.
The End
Dear readers,
Thank you for the words of encouragement thus far.
I’m glad that most people like it although this cup of tea is not for everyone.
I would like to reiterate that this is a work of fiction.
Looking forward to share more with the readers here.
Cheers
PS : Would love to write about your erotic fantasy / fetish. Drop me a message, i could use the scenes in the next write up.
Dear sbf,
thank you for the comments and compliment.
Was trying to potray Daryl as a son who could not continue the family line, thereby letting his dad down etc, but in terms of character development i admit it is a little weak. Not enough details to bring out this aspect.
I agree that loan sharks will prefer cold hard cash compared to sex, business is business after all, but personally if i am a LS, after collecting back the principle, i would use the interest as leverage for other stuff, for example, a moment of privacy with the missus. ( Provided she is hot and desirable )
Alas, these only exists as fragments of my fantasy, this scenes don’t even appear in tv dramas anymore.
As mentioned by another reader, this is indeed a messed up scenario, i doubt any couples who go through an ordeal like this can live together normally.
Dear sbf,
thank you for the comments and compliment.
Was trying to potray Daryl as a son who could not continue the family line, thereby letting his dad down etc, but in terms of character development i admit it is a little weak. Not enough details to bring out this aspect.
I agree that loan sharks will prefer cold hard cash compared to sex, business is business after all, but personally if i am a LS, after collecting back the principle, i would use the interest as leverage for other stuff, for example, a moment of privacy with the missus. ( Provided she is hot and desirable )
Alas, these only exists as fragments of my fantasy, this scenes don’t even appear in tv dramas anymore.
As mentioned by another reader, this is indeed a messed up scenario, i doubt any couples who go through an ordeal like this can live together normally.
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Originally Posted by
alphonsus
Dear Ilikeoldchangke,
It takes a lot of effort and patience to start, maintain and end this story.
There’s was never a moment where I felt the story was failing. The pace and the suspense are nicely done.
Thank you for this master piece!
Thank you for the compliment, looking forward to write a better piece soon.
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Originally Posted by
bloggert
Perhaps you could develop the story in the aftermath - for example, how the experience changed/damaged Lynn, the psychological place Daryl ends up in (love-hate), how that impacted their relationship, how they deal with this - not in an outlandish way but in a reasonable manner. The exploration of the inner struggles or James and Lynn could prove very interesting as a storyline. Nice work.
Hi Bloggert,
Thanks for the suggestion.
i did consider developing the story further, but somehow i felt the characters were ‘damaged’ along the way, end up they’re neither here nor there. I felt there were too many scenarios introduced into the 4 days as well. Should have kept with just 1 or 2 ordeal.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
alphonsus
Dear Ilikeoldchangke,
It takes a lot of effort and patience to start, maintain and end this story.
There’s was never a moment where I felt the story was failing. The pace and the suspense are nicely done.
Thank you for this master piece!
Thank you for the compliment, looking forward to write a better piece soon.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
bloggert
Perhaps you could develop the story in the aftermath - for example, how the experience changed/damaged Lynn, the psychological place Daryl ends up in (love-hate), how that impacted their relationship, how they deal with this - not in an outlandish way but in a reasonable manner. The exploration of the inner struggles or James and Lynn could prove very interesting as a storyline. Nice work.
Hi Bloggert,
Thanks for the suggestion.
i did consider developing the story further, but somehow i felt the characters were ‘damaged’ along the way, end up they’re neither here nor there. I felt there were too many scenarios introduced into the 4 days as well. Should have kept with just 1 or 2 ordeal.
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Originally Posted by
chenzong
Agree with Bloggert. I think this Daryl character can be further developed into a fine story. If not for the fact that I am typing with one hand, I may even want to work with you to write the story from Daryl’s POV. You might even want to do that!
Hi Bro Chenzong,
hope your hand recover soon.
Been following your piece of your life in china silently.
I did try to write a perspective from Daryl’s point of view at the start of the story but it didn’t end up anywhere.
Wanted to potray him as a good guy who wanted to help but it sort of contradicts the helplessness of the hus + wife i wanted to bring out for this story. Ended up making him the villian.