Taken

Robert started to get to his feet, visions of Jane with this toy shoved up her ass and snatch making his balls tighten. “Let’s go try it out now,” he said eagerly.

Brenda put her hand on his arm, pulling him back down to the sofa. “Not tonight, babe. You know how spending the day in the corporate offices wipes me out. We’ll do it in the morning.”

Robert started to suggest he go try them out in advance but stopped himself in time. He’d gotten away with his outside play in the backyard, having carefully hidden Brenda’s torn clothing in the outside trash and warned Jane not to say a fucking word about it. No point in risking Brenda’s jealousy now. And he was tired, too, having worked out in their home gym just a few hours before.

“Okay,” he agreed, sinking back into the soft leather of the Natuzzi sofa. “Tomorrow’s another day.”

“By the way,” Brenda said. “I got in touch with Ivan this afternoon.”

Robert sat up, instantly on alert. “Ivan? What for? It’s only been two weeks. And there haven’t been any reports of her missing.”

Brenda shrugged. “I know. I’m just setting things in place. We can go down to Disney like you like. That would be the perfect time for Ivan to take care of things.”

Robert frowned, though he held his tongue. In spite of himself, he was feeling unusually attached to this particular toy. There was something so vulnerable about her that brought out his kinder instincts. Still, Brenda was right, of course. They never held onto them for more than a month, or nabbed more than two or three a year. So far, it had worked well, so why risk fucking up a good thing?

“Okay,” he agreed amiably. “Whatever you say, Mistress,” he added in a teasing tone.

Brenda grinned, placing her hand over his crotch and giving him a squeeze. “Good boy,” she purred. “Let’s go upstairs.”

The next morning after breakfast, they went down to the basement to play. While Robert hauled the girl out of the cage and made her do her business, Brenda set up the exercise mat under the suspension rig and got out the new sex toy.

They had Jane lie down so they could attach the thick leather cuffs around her skinny ankles. Then they attached the rope and chain necessary to suspend the girl by her ankles from the top of the rig.

When all was ready, Robert turned the pulley, slowly hoisting her higher until she hung upside down from the ceiling, her hair sweeping the concrete floor. Predictably, she cried out and whimpered as she was being raised, but a slap by Brenda shut her up.

Robert adjusted the bonds, positioning the chains so Jane’s legs were forced wide apart. While he got her into position, Brenda cuffed and locked Jane’s wrists behind her back.

Though they hadn’t yet done a thing to her, the poor girl was trembling. Her face was turning red as the blood rushed into it. Robert’s cock responded with an appreciative nudge. He loved the fear in their toys’ eyes almost as much, if not more than, their hot, tight little cunts.

Together, Brenda and he lubed up the steel probes and eased them into Jane’s orifices, watching them disappear in the clutch of her tight muscles. Wires extended from the base of each probe, the other ends attached to the battery-operated power unit.

Brenda brought over a big, hard wooden paddle from the wall collection. Crouching in front of the upside-down girl, she cocked one perfect eyebrow, her green eyes boring into Jane’s reddening face. “I bet you did your best to steal away my husband yesterday, didn’t you, cunt?”

Jane’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth, as if about to protest, but Brenda cut her off. “Don’t bother trying to lie, you little piece of shit. Women are always trying to steal my man and I doubt you’re any exception, you slut. I’m going to paddle you good for that.”

Jane closed her eyes and pressed her lips into a tight line. Smart girl—it was useless to protest when Brenda was in a mood.

Getting to her feet, his imposing wife sashayed around behind Jane. She looked super-hot in a red leather bustier that cupped her large, perfect breasts. The low-cut demi-bra revealed her beautiful nipples. She wore tiny thong panties, her long, muscular legs bare, her feet shod in red stiletto heels.

Robert took up his position in front of the upside-down, naked girl, his fingers on the dial, ready for Brenda’s cue.

“Zap her good,” she directed. “Don’t ease into it. Turn the fucking dial up to ten and show this ugly little skank what happens when she tries to steal my man.”

His cock hard as a rock, Robert spun the dial to high.

Jane jerked hard, swaying in her chains as she cried out from the sudden shocks to her cunt and asshole. She trembled violently, mewling like a little kitten.