NINE.
Over the next few weeks, I started to get some sensation back in my legs, and when Emma returned from her sisters, she seemed pleased to see me, but as the weeks went on I I sensed a distance in her attitude towards me.
With Emma back, John had to be more careful as to how and when he punished me and how he treated me. He still had many opportunities to make my life hell, even with Emma in the house. Small things that he would do to annoy and humiliate me.
John would leave me with the TV remote in bed, and they usually had me in bed by 8pm, which just added to my humiliation. Sometimes john would leave the tv on and accidently drop the tv remote on the floor, laughing as he left the room, yes I could get it, but it was a struggle, and I would sometimes get stuck on the floor and have to aeons the night there.
. I had a bed pan at night, and as my arms were ok, I could position it ok to pee in, and emptying it was always johns first task in the morning. He did not like doing this, and on a few occasions, he would wait till I was in the shower and pour it over me.
He also had to demonstrate to Emma that he was helping me with my physio. We had a treadmill in my room with side bars, and if Emma was out, he would have me on it naked, and use his cane to strike my ass, or poke the end up my ass then push it in my mouth, all he would say to encourage me to use my legs. Whilst John was enjoying the power over me, this only added to me determination to move my legs, and get myself walking again.
Whilst I was still communicating with pen and paper, I was starting to regain some speech, but decided to keep that to myself, and practised at night with the tv on so no one could hear.
Emma and John seemed to be enjoying more time together, and I would hear them late at night as I lay on my bed alone with the tv muted so I could try and hear them. I could sense a difference in Emma, and she seemed more distant and ill at ease with me when John was present.
A few nights later, John came into my room and sat next to me “just checking in on our patient” he said,, then got up close to me, pushed his finger under my nose – “smell this” he said, “smell Emma’s pussy,,, my finger has just been inside her knickers,,, soon it will be my cock”….it had been a long time since I had smelt pussy, but the memories came flooding back… I felt sick with anger inside. He then slipped his hand down between my legs, and grabbed my balls and squeezed them, “does it excite you the thought of me fucking Emma” he said “We had a great night - we are getting on so well, and just wanted to let you that we kissed so passionately, and she moaned as my fingers frigged her wet pussy - she enjoyed it so much, her tit’s are lovely – she does like her nipples sucked doesn’t she…….,,, it won’t be long now ,, it wont be long, soon I will have my cock inside your wife,,, and then I will tell her all about your past , I will make sure she accidently comes across your hard drive – when the time is right .. she will see all those pictures of you fucking those women, including my Jane - and you will be history”….
The day it happened went something like this.
I was sat in my chair and Emma walked towards me. John was by her side. Emma looked at me and kissed John , then went on to tell me that she has developed feelings for John, and up to now she was intending to ask John to leave as she did not want to do anything to jeopardise our relationship and my recovery.
“This was before I found this” she shouted – and she pointed to a memory stick – but it was not mine – I guess john had put selection of pictures on here as not to incriminate him in anyway.
“After all John has done for you, for fucks sake he has been wiping your ass, caring for you and you were sleeping with his wife …. When I showed john the pictures he was as devastated as was I.”
I felt helpless - there was nothing I Could do, or say - I was trapped and the inevitability of this moment had been looming ahead of me for some time. and knew that this would be the end of my relationship with Emma, and the best I could hope for now was to recover and leave. But how long would this take.
“all that time you were sleeping with so many different women, and you fucked Jane in our bed….. you bastard.. you fucking bastard” – she slapped my face – “and you were into BDSM, caning and humiliating men and women – you are a dirty fucker .. or should I say were … look at you now – we have been so worried about you .. you bastard,, you dirty fucking cheating twat….”
Panic hit me hard – and there was nothing I could do – I was shaking my head trying to say the words no, it was not like that John wanted it at first, but even that was no defence for how I cheated on Emma ..
“Watch me , Watch me”, she said.
She proceeded to kneel down and unzip johns trousers. She then pulled them down gently and paused. “lets see how you like it, you can watch me now"…. - John was trying to remain cool as this was happening but the look he gave me as Emma went down told it all. Smug beyond belief….. "you can watch how I enjoy sucking a Real Man’s Cock. You are not a man anymore, you are nothing to me" . I felt so useless and helpless, this …. I closed my eyes, but she slapped my face, and then she slipped her hand inside his shorts and gently squeezed him, and slowly pulled out his cock. Emma looked at me, smiled and kissed his cock. She licked her lips, mmmmm she said, nice…. Then she proceeded to take johns cock in her mouth, inches from where I was sitting. I could smell him, I could smell Emma’s perfume. She sucked him slowly and deep, taking care to get as much of his cock inside her mouth as possible.
John was smiling. Then she stopped. Took hold of Johns cock and pointed it towards me. She wanked it slowly all the way down to his balls, and back, then increased the pace, and slipped her hand under his balls and caressed them, and soon john tensed, and spurted his load of thick warm jizz all over my face. It made me feel sick to the stomach. She then took his cock in her mouth and sucked him , drinking down the last of his cum.
I just sat there, covered in his cum, sat in disbelief, I would never have expected this of Emma, what has John told her.
John moved away, and Emma looked at me, scooping the cum of my face and pushing it inside my mouth with her finger. "eat it up now" she said, "eat it all, your fucking no use to me anymore, you are a worthless lying cheating twat. You are going to suffer now for what you did to me, and you are going to suffer for a long time. I have stood by you all those years whilst you ignored me, and fucked all those women – do they know you have these pictures of them ? – you are just a fucking joke."
During this time, john did not say a word. He sat back in the chair and opened a can of Beer . Emma was now slapping my face.
Emma then instructed to john to lift me out of the chair and lay me over the table. Within minutes I was positioned face down over the table, his cum stains still on my face, and Emma was busy instructing john to pull of my jogging bottoms and shorts. I was helpless and tried to look to see what was happening. Emma had a long cane, “look at how pathetic my husband is john, look at his body, his thin spindly legs, look at his small tiny worthless cock, can you see how small it is john”, … John was laughing, “yes , it’s so small Mistress” he said, Mistress, what the fuck I thought… …. What was going on ….. and within seconds she was caning my bare ass, hard. – I was used to this from John but never in a million years expected to feel the sting of the cane from Emma’s hand…. The pain was excruciating. I screamed and tried to move, but whilst I managed to wriggle, johns grip on my back was more than enough to hold me in place. She must have caned me about 20 times when she stopped. She instructed john to take me back to my room. John just picked me up and carried me to the room and dropped me on the bed. What the fuck are you doing with my wife I tried to say, and John was surprised at the fact that my words were much clearer, … , “too late now I am afraid, even if your speech has improved, she would never believe anything you say now” and he just left me in my room and walked out leaving the door open. My ass was on fire.
As I lay on the bed I could hear Emma and John talking, laughing and then fucking. He must have fucked her for over 3 hours, and all during that time I lay on the bed helpless.
I needed the toilet, and knew that I would get no help from John or Emma now, so I managed to get myself on the floor and drag myself to the toilet, and that’s as far as I got to, just as the door to my room opened, and Emma and John stood and watched me as I was pissing myself on the floor naked apart from my t shirt. Emma had a loose fitting silk robe, and john was stood in a pair of shorts and flip flops. “Fucking hell” she scowled, “rub his fucking face in it and get him on the toilet before he shits on the floor.” John pulled me round and pushed my face into my own pee on the floor, pushing my head down and rubbing my face in my own mess. Then he pulled me up and sat me on the toilet. Emma left and told john to sort me out and clean me up and put me to bed.
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John and Emma are now enjoying a Mistress / Sub relationship. I guess that’s how john was with jane, and now he has managed to get my wife as his mistress. I am not sure how things will pan out from here, I take one day at a time,...
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