A GAME

PART ONE

So it all began

she liked it a lot, but knowing my fetish inclinations, my darling went to some concessions, and even “sacrifices”, like

My wife and I practiced the sexual game of "rape" for a long time. It is impossible to say that she liked to repeat often, once again allowing herself to bind and silence her. To tell the truth, I was not such an “outright maniac” in terms of my fetish. I have always been sexually aroused by bound women and, of course, with a gag in my mouth, but I could never inflict physical pain, clearly realizing that there is a big difference between reality and the game.

For a long time I thought that I was still not normal, and that a normal man, especially one brought up in the best “Soviet traditions”, would bring up such a thing - well, it simply cannot !!! Then came the changes, the Internet appeared, a lot of things appeared, which had previously been strictly forbidden, and it went - it went ... The network found that I was far away, not alone in my fantasies. Having become a frequenter of various websites, he could hang out for hours on “forums” and simply read various statements on his “favorite” topic. I calmed down about my “normality” and in bed my fantasies became more courageous and frank. I tortured my wife with my “attacks” from behind the closet ..., in the bathroom ..., in the kitchen ..., which always ended with tying up, gagging and

magnificent intercourse with a helpless woman who brought great pleasure, but, unfortunately, only me. My wife has repeatedly stated that I would soon simply not be able to have sexual intercourse, that she was terribly tired of my “sick” fantasies, that she forgot when we last kissed in bed, because when I “dragged” her there, for some reason, it must be necessarily connected with some kind of rag in my mouth, and my improvisations, recently, are just beginning to frighten her (it became tighter to knit, and the gags are denser) and that this will ever end with her real rape, because that to continue to “play” she no longer has the strength or desire. In the end-

After all, we agreed that we should restore normal matrimonial

relationship, and my fantasies will be set free once a month. No sooner said than done. Sex in the marital bed for me turned into a simple routine. I simply could not live without my “gin”, which my wife put in a bottle again. He began to spend more time on the Internet, wandering around various sites, so that at least in this way he could satisfy his fantasy, which every day more and more insistently asked to be released into the wild. My wife, unwittingly, sowed in my head the grain of the new "fads." The phrase she said that our games would "someday end in her real rape" made me very excited. It was a rather strange excitement that was somewhat similar to the state of a young man before his first sex with a woman,

but it went much further than the allowed line ... not yet crossed. This is the forbidden fruit brought me to a mad state. I wanted to become a member of this group rape, but only as a simple observer. It was the observer, because the victim, according to the scenario of my fantasy, was supposed to be my beloved wife! I had a thought for a long time to try group sex in some swing - company, but it was always stopped by simple male jealousy. That is, someone else's wife, I was always ready to satisfy even with her husband, especially if he wants it, but his ...! Here the owner’s complex has already worked. That was what prevented me from immediately implementing the intended rape. Plan was carrying

quite long, leading long dialogues with his conscience. But the veto imposed on my sexual fantasies played a fatal role.After three months of “abstinence”, I finally came to the conclusion of a “non-aggression pact” with my conscience. The main provisions of which were as follows:

- the initiator of the future "action" was My Majesty,

- absolute secret from the wife,

- it will be only once

- the operation will be carried out by professionals

- the territory of the meeting is our apartment,

- My secret to the wife, the presence and personal control over the events.

Thus, agreeing with myself, I crossed the line of agonizing indecision and began to prepare for the implementation of the plan. So that my beloved did not suspect anything, I had to control myself and behave naturally, although it was not easy, because the anticipation of the realization of what was intended made me be especially affectionate with my wife, which was a little alien to my nature. There was a feeling that beforehand, even if not himself, he asked for forgiveness from his wife for his future betrayal, sacrificing her for his indefatigable fantasy.

The developed plan did not raise any doubts in the success of the operation. All scheduled items were pretty easy, except

one and, as it turned out, the most important - where to find the "professionals"? Finding hunters for intercourse with my wife was easier than ever, everyone would want to sleep with an attractive woman. But we needed a guarantee of strict secrecy conceived by the company, and this could be guaranteed only by "professionals." Wandering on the Internet, I repeatedly came across ads like “we will rape your wife according to your desire” - with a description of the additional services that come with the “rape”. However, after contacting several addresses, I was given to understand that in addition to my written consent, my wife’s consent is also necessary, and, moreover, almost in the presence of a notary. Of course, it did not suit me, and even more so a spouse who, without

any doubt, I would have filed for divorce immediately, having learned of my intention to “play” now and in this way. For frivolous ads just did not apply, for personal security. Finally, after a month of searching, we managed to reach the necessary “firm”, which was ready to provide its services strictly according to the “wishes” of the client. A rendezvous was scheduled for a certain day in one of the cafes of our big city. On the eve of the meeting with a representative of the company, I almost gave up on my plans, but the anticipation of “entertainment”, nevertheless, turned out to be stronger.

On the appointed day and time I was at the meeting place. An intelligent young man sat down at the table reserved by the firm in my name at exactly the appointed time. Having introduced himself, he smiled amiably, realizing in my mind that the “client” was clearly nervous and the deal could be broken. Having ordered two cups of coffee, he set about doing business. Very briefly, he gave general information about the services they provided and asked him to formulate his “order” more specifically. A little hesitated, I, nevertheless, "crossed the Rubicon":

“You see, I can’t go straight to the point right away, without enlisting the strict confidentiality of our conversation and, in the event that our deal does not take place, I must be sure that everything will remain between us. “- with difficulty squeezed out of himself.

“Of course, we understand you,” answered the young man, but, as I already told you, our company has gained sufficient experience in providing services of this kind. We have a wide network of clients and our organization has recommended itself from the best side, so your concerns are completely in vain, although, we understand the slippery situation. Such

we have the same kind of doubts about your account, since you are our new client and we do not know what you can expect from you. I hope you understood my hint? ”The young man, who introduced himself as Oleg, looked at me questioningly.

“Yes, yes, of course,” I fussed.

“That's why we also prefer to work with regular customers, by the way, I have no doubt that you will become one of them,” Oleg smiled.

“I don’t think I would ... this ... Well, just once ... "- I replied.

"Well, oh well, time will tell, and now ...