Sethy – Part Eleven

AUTHOR’S NOTE – This story is partially fantasy, partly true. For best effect, read parts 1-10 before this part. The main character, Sethy, is based upon a real woman and much of the character reflects the true woman. All characters in this story are twenty-one or older.

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Sethy – Part Eleven – My Humiliation

SETHY

Rod told Celia to meet us at the Las Palmas Hotel; we still had our 818 room there from our escapades with Linda earlier. Celia was going to try to get off her shift early; otherwise she said she would be there shortly after 9pm. Rod and I left the restaurant about 7pm so we still had time before Celia would arrive. We had not played tennis in several days since that day that Rod dared me to go naked on the courts and then fucked me there in the morning (see Part Two – Pohnpei), so we decided to play some tennis atthe neary courts. Rod was off his game. He was hitting balls long and into the net much more frequently than he usually did. Maybe he was distracted by thoughts of fucking Celia in just a couple of hours.

I had to confess that my mind was also often on what was going to happen soon with Celia. I had told Rod last night during pillow talk that I would be terrifically turned on if I saw him fucking another woman. In fact, that was the reason why Rod set this up with Celia anyway. And I had told him that I enjoying swinging and cuckolding. The thought of getting fucked by another guy while my lover looks on just make me crazy horny! I wasn’t sure exactly what was going to happen tonight, but I did know that Rod would fuck Celia and I would be watching.

We played two sets and I was Pleased to beat him 6-4, 6-4 in both. We made our way back to the hotel and took a lovely shower together. I was so ready to fuck Rod in the shower but he told me he wanted me to wait, that the anticipation and the humiliation that he planned for me tonight would make my next orgasm truly an unforgettable one. I hoped so!

We got dressed and caught a cab to head over to the Las Palmas. When we entered the lobby I saw Mr. Rodrigo behind the front desk. He noticed us and smiled. I wondered what he did with Linda in our room last night while Rod and I were at the bar (see Part Eight – Payback’s a Bitch). We had time for a drink before Celia arrived but instead of going to the bar we went to the Japanese restaurant. The sushi at the Nantehlik was very good but Rod wanted a snack so we sat at a tatami table and ordered a plate of squid tempura. Rod had his usual scotch and I had a beer.

I had on a lowcut blouse and a short skirt. I was openly flirting with Rod in the restaurant, making sure that my top slide to the side of one shoulder exposing my bra strap and giving Rod a good look at my ample cleavage. I wasn’t exactly sure what was driving me to do this. Rod was my lover and he had made it clear that tonight was more for my ultimate enjoyment than his. Maybe it was because I knew that he would be fucking another woman soon and I wanted to make sure that after that was over he would be returning to my arms.

We finished our drinks, made our way into the lobby and took the elevator to the 8^th floor. On the way up in the elevator, Rod pulled me close to him and embraced me tightly. “Sethy, my love. Tonight is for you, not for me. You are the woman I love and if I never have sex with another woman besides you, that is perfectly fine with me because you are the only woman I love, you are the only woman I want and you are the only woman I need.” He kissed me passwordately and the kiss did not end until the doors opened on the 8^th floor.

We had not been in the room more than five minutes when we heard a knock at the door. Rod opened it and there was Celia. Celia! Shit! “Why does it have to be Celia?” I wondered. Rod welcomedher in and closed the door behind her.

“Thanks for coming Celia. We have not had a chance to tell you more completely about why you were invited here tonight. Let me fill you in now. You are here tonight not for me, but for my lovely Sethy. You see, Sethy enjoys seeing me with another woman. It makes her powerful orgasms even more powerful. So the whole point of you and I fucking tonight, if you decided to stay and I will get to that in a minute, is so Sethy can see us together. If that purpose displeases you or if you came here thinking this might be something else, then now would be the time for you to leave.” Rod stopped speaking and looked at Celia.

Celia responded, “I see. I was hoping that you had invited me here because you found me attractive and You wanted to fuck me.”

Rod looked at her and said, “Oh, I do find you attractive, and I do want to fuck you. But I wanted you to know that the purpose of you being here is so Sethy can watch. So this is acceptable toyou?”

“Yes” Celia answered.

“OK. There are a couple more conditions that you must agree to. If you don’t agree, you are free to go and no hard feelings. First, you will call me Mr. Bronco or Sir at all times. Second, Vegas rules. What goes on in this room tonight stays in this room. You are not to tell anyone else about what we will do this evening nor whom you were with this evening. Do you agree with these conditions? If not, you may leave now.”

“I agree, Mr. Bronco” Celia answered.

“OK, very good” Rod said. “Celia, I want you to take Sethy’s clothes off but do it slowly and deliberately. I want to watch this and I want to enjoy it.”

‘Oh my God!’ I thought. ‘That bitch Celia is going to strip me!! Oh shit!’ I thought. Those thoughts had no sooner entered and left my mind than I started to feel my nipples tightening within my bra. ‘Rod, you little shit! You know me too well!’

Celia walked up front of me and before she started removing my clothes, she looked into my eyes. She did not say anything but her eyes and her face revealed a smugness, a confidence, like she was superior to me and had power over me. I knew that was not true but I could not deny the fact that I was standing here waiting for her to take my clothes off with no control over her. I could feel myself on the verge of trembling.

ROD

Celia turned her face to me and said, “May I speak to her Mr. Bronco? I will need her to do things for me to remove her clothes.”

“Go ahead, Celia” I answered.

“Raise your arms, Sethy. I’m going to remove your top.” Sethy moved her arms over her head and Celia took Sethy’s beige knit top by the hem at her waist and pulled it up slowly, above her tummy, over her bra, up off her shoulders, past her head, and finally up over her Outstretched arms. Her pace was slow and delicious. Celia gave Sethy’s top to me and I put it on top of the coffee table. Sethy stood there in her skirt and her baby blue bra with little bits of lace ornamenting the tops of the cups. God, she looked gorgeous! She said not a word but I could tell from the look in her eyes that she was somehow uncomfortable. I was pretty sure that this was not what she was expecting, but that was what I wanted. I wanted her to continue to be surprised and caught off-guard. It was just going to make the entire experience all the more delicious for her.

“Turn around, Sethy” Celia ordered. Sethy compiled and Celia found the zipper in the back of her skirt. Celia pulled the zipper down, stuck her thumbs on the inside of Sethy’s skirt at both hips and slowly pulled it down. God, I was enjoying this! Sethy stepped out of her skirt and Celia handed it to me. It went on the coffee table with Sethy’s top. Sethy had a matching baby blue thong on and that one piece of fabric going up the crack of her round and sexy ass just seemed to make it rounder and sexy.

Celia looked over at me. I nodded. Without saying a word Celia peeled Sethy’sthong off her hips and pulled it slowly down across her thighs, past her knees and to her ankles. Sethy stepped out of them and Celia showed me the thong. There was a big wet spot on it. Celia and I exchanged knowing looks and she handed me the thong, which I put with her other discarded clothes. Sethy was still facing away from us so Celia next unfasted her bra and slide it off one shoulder then the other. “Turn around Sethy” I said. She was gorgeous. Pert full tits. Pink shamen pussy – not a hair on it. I sat Sethy down on the sofa and took both of her legs by the ankles and lifted them up into the air. Sethy took great pride in keeping her pussy freshly shavled. “Celia,” I said, “check Sethy’s pussy and let’s see how wet she is.” Celia stuck her forefinger into Sethy’s pussy to check. Celia’s black painted fingerprintnails were a stark contrast to Sethy’s white skin and her pink pussy. After Celia pulled her finger out, it glistened. Sethy was as wet as a river. Celia gave me a little smile.

I walked over to the suitcase and took out a pair of menacles. “Celia, bind Sethy’s wrists behind her”. This seemed to surprise Sethy a lot as her eyes widened and she got an anxious look in them. After Celia had bound her wrists behind her, I said, “Sethy, sit down in this chair.” There was an overstuffed upholstered chair facing the bed with front wooden legs about 14 inches long. Sethy lowered herself down onto the chair. I took her arms and dragged them over the back of the chair behind her. “Put your legs directly over the chair legs,” I said to Sethy. Then I walked to my suitcase again and pulled out two long ropes. With the ropes I began to tie Sethy’s legs to the chair legs from just below the knee to just above the ankle. When I finished Sethy’s legs were spread open about 2 feet. Her gorgeous cunt was fully exposed. With her wrists bound behind her it caused her to throw her shoulders back and her tits forward, like she was presenting them for inspection and appreciation.

I looked down at Sethy. Yes, she was clearly surprised at being bound. I think that she thought that she would just be watching me fuck Celia. She didn’t anticipate that she would be bound. “One last thing,” I said as I walked back to the suitcase. I reached in and pulled out a ball-gag and handed it to Celia. “Celia, fasten this in Sethy’s mouth.” I knew this was another Surprise for her as I had not put a ball gag on her before. Sethy looked at me with a wild look in her eyes, like she couldn’t believe what was happening. Celia inserted the ball into her mouth and buckled the straw behind her head. Sethy didn’t try to say anything – she knew it was impossible with the ball firmly between her teeth – but she had a worried, frantic look in her eyes.

So there she was, my lovely girl – hands manacled behind her back, tied to a chair, naked, cunt openly exposed and ball-gagged. She was sitting there facing the bed and the rest of the room. She could see everything. I planned for there to be plenty to see.

I walked over to Celia, put my left arm around her waist and my right hand on the back of her head and pulled her to me and kissed her forcedly. I could tell Celia was a little surprised at the power in my kiss but she soon was leaning into me as our mouths pressed together and our tongues swirled and danced. Celia is a younger woman than Sethy and her body was less substantial than Sethy’s and a little more angular. Sethy had a woman’s curves in all the right places. Celia was a bit thinner and felt more angular in my arms but still very feminine and very sexy.

SETHY

Watching Rod kiss Celia I felt my heart beat faster and the wetness between my legs. When their kiss ended Rod told Celia to strip for him, slowly. Celia first slowly unbuttoned her blouse, slid one arm out then the other, and tossed her blouse on top of my clothes on the coffee table. I had an instant negative reaction to seeing her blouse on top of my clothes. Iguess I felt threatened, in a way. I just did not like to see her clothes on top of mine, like I was yesterday’s news and Celia was now taking over. It wasn’t a logical reaction, but people are crazy sometimes, including me.

Her pants dropped next on the pile. She was dressed in a sky-blue bra and panty set. I was stunned at how similar it was in color to my bra and panty set that was now lying at the bottom of the pile of clothes. Mine had some lace trim which hers did not have, so they weren’t identical. I was definitely feeling threatened by her and the universe seemed to be sending me signals – her clothes on top of mine, her bra and panty set similar to mine. I was probably just being anxious or a little paranoid, or both. But I was feeling it.

Her bra was next to land on the pile of clothes on the coffee table. Her breasts were smaller than mine, much smaller, so that made me feel a little better. But I knew breast size was not important to Rod. He loved my breasts and was always telling me how perfect they were, but I knew that what he really noticed on a woman were her legs and her ass. Celia slowly peeled down her panties and dropped them on the table. Her eyes were on Rod the entire time. She had nice athletic legs, well-toned, and she didn’t have the flat ass cheeses that many Asian women have but her ass was neither as round nor as shaped as mine. I know it’s not right to compare bodies – people are so much more than the bodies in which they inhabit – but sitting there with my hands bound behind my back, tied to the chair and ball-gagged, I was feeling pretty defensive and powerless. She had hair on her pussy but it was neatly trimmed. Her dark nipples stood up a full centerter from her breasts. They were beautiful and they screamed that she was clearly very turned on.

She walked over to where Rod was sitting and began running her fingers up and down his pants where his cock was clearly bulging. She was looking at Rod the entire time and she had a little smile on her lips. There was fire and desire in her eyes. I could see that from my chair. It must have been unmistakable to Rod who was only inches away from her. That little bitch! She was hot!

She was also good. In a flash she had Rod’s cock out of his pants and took it into her mouth. Shit! This girl knew what she was doing. I’ve had enough lovers and seen enough porn to know that most guys love it when you look up at them while you suck their cock. Celia was bobbing up and down on Rod’s big erect cock and her eyes were looking up at him the entire time. She also did not suck it like most Asian women and barely take much more than the head into her mouth. Celia was an experienced cocksucker. I could see her throat bulge when she went all the way down on Rod’s cock. This little slut was starting to worry me.

Rod pulled her up off his cock and told her to take his clothes off. This time there was nothing slow about it. Celia practically tore off his shirt and she had his pants and underwear off in seconds. God, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him! Her right hand was stroking his cock but she kept here eyes on him. Rod was keeping his eyes on her also. Shit!

Rod put both his arms around her lower back and picked her up and walked with her over to the wall opposite me. He put Celia up against the wall and then moved her body to position her pussy above his erect cock. Rod had his back to me and I could see that Celia had wrapped her legs around his hips and she had her arms around his neck. I could see her face above his right shoulder and I saw her eyes close and her mouth open in pleasure when he entered her. I had felt that wonderful moment many times since Rod had arrived in Pohnpei and I was jealous as hell now that Celia had his cock in her pussy while mine was empty, hot, wet and hungry. Fuck!

I watched as Rod’s athletic ass contracted, released, contracted and released as he pumped Celia. He had his two hands underneath each of her ass cheats. He was keeping her body up with his two hands, his cock and his body which had pinned her against the wall. Celia was grunting with each thrust. Rod’s mouth found hers and they locked into another long, hot, deep kiss. For some reason I became fixed on Celia’s feet and toes. She had her legs locked around Rod’s hips and the heels of her feet were resting on Rod’s ass using his Ass for support. Her feet were pointing down and her toes seemed to be locked in a down position almost like a ballet dancer’s feet. When their long kiss ended Celia resumed moaning, this time even louder. Thump, thumb, thumb. Every time Rod thrust his cock into her Celia’s back was colliding with the wall as he slammed his body against hers. Thump, thumb, thumb, thumb. I know from experience that once Rod got going and into a rhythm, he was just Steady Eddie with that cock of his. Celia was getting a good fucking.

I noticed Rod’s back starting to shine and beads of perspiration started to roll down his skin. Celia started to get vocal. “Fuck me. Fuck me Sir! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh fuck me Sirr!” Rod picked up his pace. I had felt Rod’s cock slamming into me many times before just as I knew that Celia was feeling it now, and from the noises that she was making, I could tell that she was enjoying it as much as I did. I was so so hungry for Rod’s cock! I needed it badly and there it was, in Celia’s cute cunt. Shit!

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh fuck you’re gonna make me cum! You’re gonna make me CUMMMMMM!” and Celia throw her head back and her body convulsed, “Oh, fuck, yesssssssssssssssss!”

Rod responded immediately to Celia’s climax, “Oh God, yes, fuck yes! Here I cum Celia, here I cum!” Rod bellowed as he pumped her. He pumped her long and deep one, two, three, four, and five times as he emptied his sperm in her. I had felt him pump me like that many times and felt his hot sperm fill my pussy with those final long lunges. Rod carried Celia, still impaled on his cock, over to the bed and dropped her on it. Celia had her eyes closed, was breathing deeply, and was still recovering.

Rod walked over to me, unbuckled and removed the ball gag and gave me one of the deepest and most memorable kisses I’ve ever had. Then he presented me with his half-hard cock. I knew what he wanted and was happy to oblige. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked and licked it clean. I was used to the taste of his sperm. Celia’s cum mixed with it gave it a slightly more acidic taste.

After I had finished cleaning Rod’s cock with my mouth and tongue, Celia had recovered from her orgasm, hoped off the bed and walked over to me. She looked over at Rod and then looking down at me, asked, “May I?” Rod nodded. Celia took the ball gag and retreated it in my mouth. She looked down at me with evil eyes and said, “Mr. Bronco, I don’t want this cunt to be able to say a word for awhile. Is that OK, Sir?”

Cunt?? She called me a cunt?! That little bitch! I looked over at Rod. I was furious!

Rod looked back at me and had a little smile as he replied, “That’s fine, Celia.”

‘Oh fuck! That’s fine??’ I thought. Shit! I was mortified.

Celia bent down and slipped one and then two fingers into my drenched cunt. She pulled them out slowly, looking down at her fingers as she removed them from my pussy. She pulled them out so slowly that I followed her gaze and looked down between my legs as she slowly removed her fingers. As her finger tips slipped out there was a strand of my love juice still connected from my pussy to her finger. Oh my God, I was so humiliated! I was so so wet and here was Celia, demonstrating to all three of us that I was a wet wanton slut. My pussy was completely flooded and we all knew it.

Celia took her wet two fingers and rubbed them on her left nipple and breast. Then she inserted three fingers this time and twirled them around in my pussy and pulled them out. She rubbed my juices all over her right nipple and breast. She did this two more times until both her breasts were wet and shiny with my pussy juice. Then facing me, she straddled my legs and sat down on my lap, her face only inches from mine. She looked deep into my eyes and cupped her breasts and brought them forward until her nipples touched mine. Oh my God! Her nipples were as hard as mine were and when they touched it felt like a little jolt of electricity had passed between us! She pulled her nipples away and looked deeply into my eyes and smiled. From her mischievous smile I could tell that she knew what effect this had on me. Looking at me the entire time, she pressed her breasts forward until our nipples touched again. I, of course, couldn’t say anything but the excisite feeling almost took my breath away. This time she kept pressing forward and her breasts, slippery with my love juices, were rubbing all across my breasts. The sensing of her wet breasts rubbing across mine was incredible! My head involuntarily wasthrown back and I felt my eyes roll up into my head. Oh God!