The story of swapped couples

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Mr. Deng picked me up, naked, and placed me on the bed. He then took a rope from a paper bag and tied it around my right wrist.

"Ah! Why are you tying me up?" I asked him in a panic.

"Nothing, I'm a sadomasochist, so I have to tie you up, otherwise we can't do it. Didn't your husband tell you?"

he said, quickly tying my right wrist as well, finally binding both my hands to the corners of the bed.

Mr. Deng was the sales manager at my husband's company, his direct superior.

"Please don't hurt me, I'm very afraid of pain..."

I was already prepared, so I let him do as he pleased. He immediately tied my feet as well, binding them to the ends of the bed in the same way.

I was bound in a "T" shape, and to my surprise, he looked at my genitals with lewd eyes, which greatly excited me.

Mr. Deng took out a magnifying glass and pressed it against my genitals. With his left hand, he used small pliers to clamp my labia and pull them outwards.

"Ouch!" I couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Hehehe, you have a mole on your left labia. Does your husband know?"

Hearing him say this, I remembered my husband who had gone to another hotel with Mrs. Deng. Because that night, my husband and I had been playing a partner-swapping sex game with Mr. and Mrs. Deng.

"Ugh! I don't want to!" I felt too ashamed and tried to twist my body, but because I was bound so tightly, I couldn't move.

"My wife hates sadists, so she often wants to swap partners. She doesn't understand the benefits of this kind of game," Mr. Deng muttered to himself.

He then used a straw to poke around my urethra.

Because of his insistence on playing sadomasochistic games, he hadn't had sex with his wife for years. There are couples like that in the world... I really can't understand it.

"Hehehe... Most wives in the world have ordinary sex lives, and probably don't know how to enjoy it this way."

Mr. Deng exposed my clitoris with his fingers and clamped it with clips.

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts so much!" I screamed from the excruciating pain of being crushed, yet a strange pleasure rippled through my uterus.

Do I have a masochistic nature?

"Oh! That's strange, your juices are flowing out. Do you feel good? Otherwise, why would you be leaking this..."

Mr. Deng grabbed the clamps and pulled up my clitoris. I felt a sharp pain and twisted my body, but the rope tightened even more around my hands and feet... Surprisingly, this turned into pleasure.

"Hehe! Just as I expected, you're a masochistic woman." Mr. Deng rubbed my clitoris and said, "I've had you as my target for a long time. I think you're the ideal one."

It's said that Mr. Deng was the one who first suggested partner swapping. Although I vehemently opposed it, my husband begged me again and again, saying it was for his future, so I couldn't refuse anymore. To be honest, I've long wanted to experience partner swapping.

"Hehehe! Now it's time to insert..."

Mr. Deng licked his lips, pressing down on my waist, his perverted penis penetrating my insides. The clamp was still holding my clitoris, so when the clamp touched his abdomen, a tearing pain swept over my clitoris.

"Hehehe! I'll make you happy here too!"

Mr. Deng took out two more clamps, clamping my nipples, and then slowly began to sway his hips.

My clitoris cramped, and my nipples also started to throb.

"You have to move around too, otherwise how can you feel pleasure?"

"Ah! It hurts so much! No, no!"

"You have to endure the pain, and gradually you will feel pleasure!"

"Ouch! I can't take it."

The three bulges on my body immediately went numb. Before long, just as he had said, an extraordinary pleasure surged up.

"See, the pleasure's here, isn't it? Now I'm going to officially attack."

Mr. Deng began to roughly and violently twist his waist. The clamps intensely stimulated my clitoris.

At this moment, as if in sync with Mr. Deng's movements, I moved forward, swaying my waist.

"Hehehe, great! Just like that, just like that!" Mr. Deng rubbed the clamps on my nipples with both hands.

"Ouch! Ouch! I can't take it!"

The pleasure outweighed the pain, so my whole body began to spasm. I continued to sway my waist, even the bed was creaking.

Before long, I reached an unprecedented, unusually intense orgasm.

From then on, I became a prisoner of the couple-swapping scheme, repeatedly instigating my husband and Mr. and Mrs. Deng to play the couple-swapping sex game.

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