1.
After I first met John, it was not long before he talked about his school mate Mike. He is married to Mary. John was his best man at their wedding. They live in Enfield (London) so we did not see a lot of them, they would stay with us if on route to Newcastle (Marys parents) and if we wanted a London trip then we would stay with them.
On about the second occasion we stayed in London, Mike and John went to a match, and Mary and I walked in Epping Forest. She said that Mike had taken photos of her in the forest, and she would show them to me when we got back.
She did not tell me that they were nudes, so I was a little surprised how open she was about them.
Mary had made dinner for us that evening and while John and I were getting changed I mentioned the photos, thinking John would be surprised. He said he knew all about them and that he had seen them before, along with many others. Mike had apparently emailed copies and discussed potential poses. I asked if he had shown Mike my photos. John was a bit hesitant, then said yes. I was annoyed and said he should have asked. He replied that he was the photographer, I was just the model, so it was his copyright and so his decision who saw them. I was furious.
After dinner, we were in the lounge for more drinks and Mary had made no effort to put the photos away, so I picked them up and commented on a few. Mike said that perhaps he should take some of me. I think because I was annoyed with John I said, yes that would be good, – sometime. Mike replied no time like the present! I just laughed. John varto escort then said that’s a great idea and I will take some of Mary.
I looked at Mary, she looked back at me and winked. I think because I was still annoyed with John, I blurted out -OK, do you want me nude. Mike calmly said yes please, so I just stood up, there and then and took off all my clothes. Mike went off to get his camera and lights, and Mary then stood up and undressed also. We never bothered to put our clothes on again for the rest of the evening. Most of the photos were disappointing I am not sure where they are now. I suspect we were all a bit pissed.
That evening set the tone for us as two couples and over time, we shared more and more including holidays together in hired cottages etc. Sometimes the four of us got together in the same bed. It was on about the fourth occasion when we started kissing and touching each other and that led to full sex with all of us, including me and Mary, and to my surprise Mike sucked off John. I later found out they had done such things together during early adolescence at school, in Mikes’ bedroom when his parents were at work.
2.
I cannot remember when Mike first mentioned Sarah and Ian. I think Mike may have sent some nude photos of Mary to Ian, as well as John, so there might have been some sort of photography connection. However, Ian had told M I had parted from John. It was clear that I, this new girl, I was the star attraction and a slave, to be used by the gladiators — I decided, -so be viranşehir escort it. My aim was to survive with as much dignity and self-control that I could manage. (Remember my prostitute fantasy at Rios? Well, this was no fantasy.) I have no idea how long I was there or how many people did what to me.
It was the host’s wife who helped me up and said she would show me to a bathroom. She explained that not everyone enjoyed the slave or gang bang role, but that I had made a very good impression. She was lovely. She got me clean towels, a cosmetic kit, etc and advised me to keep a spare dry towel to sit on afterward. She then left me.
I looked in the mirror. There was stringy cum in my hair, I think someone must have been wanking on me, my nipples were sore and red, and I was very sore between my legs with cum dripping out of both openings. I just wanted to find John and rush home
I locked the door and had a long cry. I felt totally abused, but eventually realised that I had few choices, given the situation I was in, so I decided to do what I could try to re-establish a sense of self-worth. I was not going to be weak, whatever I really felt. I had a quick shower and then used the free kit in the bathroom to make myself as presentable as possible. Eventually I felt ready to unlock the door, then realised I didn’t even have my toga.
I took a deep breath, folded a small dry towel, stood up straight and opened the door. I was not sure where I was going so, I just walked. Most people smiled at me and vize escort nodded. All seemed to be in togas, but I was relieved to then see some men and some women naked. I eventually found the bar, asked for a glass of water and sat on my towel at any empty table. I was very aware of down below and worried that I might still be leaking. Where the hell was John, or Ian and Sarah?
After a few minutes an older man in a toga walked over to me with a bucket of ice with an opened bottle of champagne and one glass. He put it on the table, said I suspect you might need this and put it on the table. He asked if he could sit down or would I rather be alone. I thought here we go again, he can fuck off, with his gift, but I needed company to feel less exposed, so I said sit down, – there is only one glass. He said no worries, I prefer beer. I could not help but smile. He poured me a glass. He said thank you for the arena experience, I got the impression you were doing it because your partner wanted to watch, rather than you wanted the experience yourself. It was clear that this man had shagged me, and I did not even know who he was. I just agreed and tried to smile, but the tears just welled up.
He was then lovely and caring, he got me a tissue off another table. He poured me another glass and asked, why did you not use the safe word or just say no. I said what do you mean? He looked horrified, it is in the rules of the club that you signed when you came in, if someone says no, there is no debate, no means no. Tonight’s special safe word is ‘Caeser’, it is printed on the tickets. I felt a total stupid fool for being so careless and overconfident about the whole idea. but I did not want to appear so to him, so I said that I had promised I would do it, and wanted the experience, but it was harder than expected. He laughed and said, was the pun intended? (It wasn’t) but it made me smile again.