Dwayne had been tied up before. Hell, had his ass lubed loads of times.
But to wake up to his wife doing it. That was cause for alarm.
"Honey?" he muttered through the pillow in his face. "Whatcha doin?"
"You sick fucker! I saw what you and Rodrigo were doing last night. The way you fucked him up the ass and then let him fuck you!" she sobbed hysterically.
"Debbie, c'mon," he pleaded.
"Oh no. Oh no you don't. If you want it like this, than by God I'm going to do it. I'm your wife goddamn it!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as his wife of 22 years buckled on a very thick and long strap-on dildo. He didn't have long to wait for what was to come next, since the next moment was filled with hot, stretching pain.
The scream Dwayne let out was only partially muffled by the pillow.
"I thought you liked that honey," his wife whispered in his ear. Dwayne couldn't seem to find an appropriate response, so he merely whimpered.
Debbie rocked back and forth, pushing the fake cock into her husband's anus. Each time she bottomed out, the toy jabbed into her clit, sending an electric thrill through her body.
"Oh God, I think I like this," she purred. "Do you like it? Do you bitch?"
"Aaaaah!" was Dwayne's response.
"I didn't quite catch that," she growled, thrusting harder than necessary to get her point across.
"Yes!"
"Yes, what?" she asked, slapping his ass.
"Yes, ma'am! I like it! I like you fucking my ass!" Dwayne surrendered. Every violent thrust was rubbing his cock between his belly and the satin sheets of their bed.
"Oh God," Debbie cried, "I'm going to come! I'm going to come, fucking my husband's ass!"
With one last might shove, she buried her dildo into Dwayne's ass and cried out. The force of it was the last thing Dwayne needed and his own climax arrived, hot semen spurting and pooling underneath his bound body.
It was several long minutes before Debbie pulled out of him. "You're going to be a good boy from now on, aren't you Dwayne?"
He nodded vigorously.
"No more fucking around? Right?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Good boy," she said. "I'm going to let you up now. And we'll never have a repeat of your little trysts."
She unshackled her husband who sat up, looking pouty.
"Oh knock it off. You go shower and clean up and if you're very, very good," she waggled her ass as she left the room, "I'll let you return the favor tonight."