Moth Drawn to Candle ~Abduction Erotica~

Moth Drawn to Candle

     My mistress, Sabrina says, “You told me you loved me. Never did you reveal you were married. I fell head over heels in love with you. Now I have you and your wife, here, in my clutches. You see these four guys. They are mobsters straight out of an Al Capone movie. My body was the price for their service. I paid in advance. They are ready to rumble if you make a break for it. And they will see to it that your dear wife isn’t going anywhere.”
     I plead, “Oh please let her go. Do what you want with me. Just don’t harm my wife.”
     My wife, Dona exclaims, “How could you cheat on me? I did everything you wanted in bed. I never denied you anything. And now this woman is about to inflict harm on me.”
     Mistress Sabrina says, “You see your wife is all tied up to the cross. She can’t budge an inch. And you are bound to the crucifix opposite her. First I drugged you at the party. Then these gentlemen, Roy and Don, helped me get you two chained.”
     Sabrina smacks my wife on her buns. Dona yells. Sabrina spanks my wife with loud slaps resounding like firecrackers. My wife whimpers.
     Sabrina warns, “Her ass is red as a strawberry John. Should I keep on paddling her? Now, I want you to drink this cup of castor oil. Maybe it will wash all the dirtiness from your foul mouth. All those obscene things you told me to get me horny. But maybe you need some more incentive. Now, John, you see this burning cigar? Well, I’m going to stand behind your wife. Look how close the smoking tip is to her nipple. If I were to press it into her pink bud imagine the pain it would cause her. Think of the damage it would do.”
     Sabrina dips her hand into my wife’s juicy nether petals. She parts her rose and squeezes her bud into plump fullness. My wife moans from the pleasure. Her orchid grows slick with desire. Her mother of pearl glitters. Then Sabrina draws the smoldering cigar close to Dona’s clit. The smoke snakes up her pink slit and tickles her anus.
     My wife implores me, “Please honey. She’s serious. I can feel the heat so close. Do as she says!”
     Sabrina threatens, “John I could brand her here in her source of womanly desire, the core of her sexual being. Imagine the pain, John. I’m going to hold the cup to your lips. Drink John!”
     I capitulate, “OK. OK.” I retch on the drink. My gut convulses.
     My wife vexes, “Oh John. Why did you hook up with this crazy bitch?”
     I beg, “I’m sorry honey. Please forgive me.”
     Sabrina admonishes, “The game isn’t over yet. John I’m going to release you from your cross. But remember these burly men are here in case you decide to run for it. And we have your wife. That cigar can do its job on her clit if you don’t cooperate. Now you’re free. I want you to fuck me, right here in front of your lovely wife. I want her to see what a dirty man you are.”
     My words wiggle for escape. “Oh please, don’t make me do this. I’ll pay you good money if you let us go.”
     Sabrina lays down the law. “No way buddy. We’re going to make love. I want it from behind. Now get in the bed with me. Look at my pretty pussy.” Her labia pout pink and glisten with slick juices like dewy flower petals. Her thick hair frames her nether lips within a black forest of curls. Mount
me NOW!”
     My wife takes the only route to mercy. “Do it, honey. I don’t want my nipple or clit burned. Please just do it and get it over with.”
     I pull Sabrina’s derriere cheeks apart. They are supple, muscular, and sparkle with sweat beads. I roam between her legs and part her pomegranate revealing the red flesh of her inside floral arrangements. Her fruit is prepared for me to take. My cock is ungovernably hard.
     I plunge into her wetness like a tongue into Eucharistic wine. My balls throb like an apple hanging from a tree in the wind ready to fall to the ground. Suddenly my dick sings like a tuning fork. I send hot seed into her hungry cunt. It is all over but the wailing for my marriage.
     Dona cries, “You came all over her butt.  John. How could you?”
     My heart is a bird fluttering in its cage to escape. “I was protecting you, honey. Don’t you see that?”
     Dona weeps. “All I see is your come all over that vixen. Did you like her pussy? Was it better than mine?”
     Sabrina keeps her ass in the air. Her pink lotus drips with my essence. She has a wicked grin on her face. She dips her finger into her cherry blossom and tastes my pollen from herself.
     Sabrina sports a Puckish grin. “Mission accomplished. Now, John, I want your wife to go home. But I want you for myself. We can be together forever. I love you.” I slap Sabrina’s bottom hard.
     Dona takes a surprise switchback in our marital road. “Listen, John, I was turned on watching you two. I even enjoyed Sabrina’s fingers on my clit. Maybe we can have an open marriage.”
     Sabrina’s smile turns into an O of dismay. “I want him for myself! Only for me! My dear, you’ve foiled my plans. You two won’t turn me into the authorities will you?”
     Dona lays the line with Sabrina. “Not if you agree to play with us. I’ll share John with you but only if you put out for me.”    
     Sabrina’s lips curl into a wry smile. “I’ve Never tasted a woman before. But you do have a pretty cunt, Dona. I enjoyed touching it. I get to try a woman and no jail. That is an offer I can’t refuse.”