My Husband's Foot Fetish Fantasy
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A couple of years ago when I was emptying the waste basket in our home office, I noticed that my husband had left his browser open on his laptop. That's not unusual. Most of the time I hardly take notice. But this time there was a photo of a woman who was blindfolded, and restrained spread eagle completely naked. At the foot of the bed there was a man tickling the soles of her feet.

I knew my husband Rick would be turned on by it because he has a foot fetish.

The bondage also aroused me because it brought back memories of an old boyfriend of mine who liked to tie me up for sex. I regularly submitted to him because I loved how he would get me off with forced multipe orgasms while I was happily tied and helpless to stop him from having his way with me. Even though my boyfriend didn't have a foot fetish, he sometimes tickled the soles of my feet, which I liked.

Aroused, and intrigued by the photo on Rick's laptop, I quickly grabbed my own laptop to browse to the Great Feet site so that I could later read the story, "My Husband's Naughty Business Associate". I had noticed the story's title on another open tab on my husband's laptop.

I also noticed another browser window that had been opened in "incognito" mode, which is a feature of Google Chrome to hide one's browsing history. I was a little surprised about that because Rick didn't hide the fact that he enjoyed online porn, and he knew that I was perfectly fine with it.

Anyway, I guess he didn't want me to know that he had an interest in bondage sex, which as you know from the happy times I enjoyed with my old boyfriend that I would have been more than fine with it.

I also noticed two other open tabs that had links to Google searches for "cuckhold forced to watch" and "couple dominates tied wife". Now I was even more intrigued. But then I suddently heard Rick turn off the water in the shower, so I knew I had to scurry out of our home office if I didn't want to get caught looking at his laptop.

I didn't want him to be embarrassed about me finding such naughty stuff on his laptop, so I grabbed my own laptop, and I took it into our dining room where I often used it.

After Rick left for work, the first person I thought of was my girlfriend Connie. She and her husband Fred happen to be into bondage sex, which I know because I had told her about my old boyfriend's fetish for it years ago.She even encouraged me to tell Rick about my old boyfriend so that he might then want to enjoy it with me.

The thing is, as I had already explained to Connie, I learned while dating Rick that he's more of a submissive type than he is sexually aggressive, so he wouldn't likely want to tie me up for sex. If he was into bondage sex at all, he'd probably want to be the one who was tied up.

Over the phone when I told Connie what I had discovered on Rick's laptop, she agreed. She told me it fit into the way he enjoyed his foot fetish with me, which made a lot of sense. He liked it whenever I would essentially make him my foot slave, which inherently for me as a sexual submissive was counter to what I would otherwise want from him.

"Now that we have a better idea about what seems to turn Rick on," Connie told me, "I think it's time for the two of you to come over to soak in our hot tub again," Connie told me.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "What are you thinking?"

I could tell from the level of excitement in her voice that she was thinking of something really naughty, and her tone helped to excite me as well. Putting two and two together, she reminded me that Rick had hinted at his submissive desire to be cuckolded.

"Don't you remember?" She asked. "I told you about it after Fred told me."

"You did?" I asked.

"Yeah," she replied, "Rick asked Fred if I ever forced him to watch another couple sexually dominate me while he was tied and helpless to do anything about it."

"Oh yeah," I let her know. "Now I remember."

I had forgotten that Rick had asked Fred that question after learning he and Connie enjoyed bondage sex, and swinging.

"And if you remember," Connie continued, "After Fred told him that he wasn't into getting tied up himself, he asked Rick if he fantasized about it."

"Fantasized about what?" I asked. I wasn't sure what she meant.

"Fantasized about being tied up, and forced to watch you being sexually dominated by another couple, " she replied.

"What did he say?" I asked. "I really don't remember you telling me that part."

"He said it was something that he fantasized about," she answered, "but he didn't think I'd be interested. Would you be interested?"

"You already know I would," I told her. "But how would that work with Rick?" I asked.

"Easy," Connie replied with self assurance. "We can work it out on Friday when you and Rick come over to soak in our hot tub with us. We're still on, aren't we?"

"Of course we are," I told her. "We love your hot tub."

Rick and I had already taken up their offer as we had done many times before, and this added naughtiness sounded great to me.

"Great!" Connie exclaimed. "Then just follow our lead when the timing is right, and we'll see how it goes."

On Friday just as Rick and I had done many times before, we ended up in their hot tub. Even though we had never swung with them before, we still felt comfortable enough to enjoy the warm bubbling water au naturel. As far as Rick knew, nothing out of the ordinary had been planned, and I wondered with intrigue how things would pan out.

After about an hour or so, which was our usual time in the hot tub before we parted ways to go back home, Connie gave me a knowing wink, and asked Rick if he could help her with a problem she was having with her laptop. Thinking nothing of it, he told her he'd be happy to help, and stepped out of the hot tub with her while Fred and I stayed behind.

As soon as they left, Fred told me, "Let's give her a little bit of time to see if her plan works, and if it does, that'll be our cue to take the next step."

"That sound great to me," I told him, "but I don't really know about any of the details. I mean, what are we supposed to do next if Connie's plan works, whatever that us?"

Fred laughed. "It's not exactly a plan set in stone, so we'll have to play it by ear. But that's part of the fun."

"Okay," I replied. "I'll just follow your lead."

"If Connie's plan works," Fred explained, "we should see her coming back without Rick."

Sure enough, after about 15 minutes, Connie came back without Rick. She had a big smile on her face, and told us that she had been able to pretty easily tie him up on a chair in their bedroom.

"You should have seen how hard he got when I told him what Fred and I were going to do to get you off while we kept him tied and helpless to do anything about it.," Connie laughed.

"He let you tie him up?" I asked with a little bit of disbelief.

"Not exactly," Connie explained, "but he didn't put that much of a resistance up, either. I mean, I told him that I knew about his fantasy to be tied up, and forced to watch because of what Fred had shared with me, and besides, by then I had already rather quickly secured his wrists behind his back with a pair of handcuffs, so I had the upper hand in being able to overpower him."

"He probably loved it," I giggled.

"He did," she replied.

Knowing that we'd be playing it all by ear, as we walked into their bedroom.

I blurted out, "Wow! You really did tie him up. I thought you were kidding. And I can see that you tied him up really well."

She had done an expert job securng his naked body onto a cushioned lanai sofa in the sitting area of their master bedroom. I recognized the piece as part of the outdoor lanai furniture that was out on the patio of their pool, and hot tub. His wrists were secured to opposite sides of one end of the sofa that was without arms, and his ankles and legs were tied together. His naked body was stretched taut, and he faced a set of mirrors that gave him a full view of their oversized bed.

"He's not the only one who's going to be tied down," Connie playfully told me as Fred took that as his cue to help her
gang up on me to force me onto their bed.

I played along with mock resistance as if I was protesting for real. I pretended to resist by saying, "What are you guys going to do to me?"

"We're going to tie you down, and force you to cum in front of your husband while we keep him tied and helpless to stop us," Fred chimed in to say with happy abandon.

Had I not been pretending to resist, I'm not so sure I would have been able to stop them from immobilizing me so completely, and so quickly I might add. I mean, I was no match for Fred's strength when he straddled my naked body, and held my arms above my head while Connie deftly placed padded leather restraints around each of my wrists, and secured each one to opposite corners of the top of their bed.

With my arms useless to fight them off, even if I had wanted to, which they knew I didn't, it was easy for them to pull my naked body taut, and secure both of my ankles as well.Then they secured my knees and legs so that I was in 8-point restraints, and very effectively immobilized.

While my husband was forced to watch, I had no physical control over stopping them from inducing multiple forced orgasms from my happily naked, and bound body.

What happened next surprised me because I knew that neither Fred nor Connie had a foot fetish, and yet, they happily indulged me by stimulating my soles, and toes in every way possible. Having already climaxed so many times that I couldn't possibly count them all in my heightened state of arousal, my soles and toes were especially sensitive, which I could tell please them enormously.

Every once in awhile Connie would break away from pleasuring me to get Rick off with forced handjobs, and each one only took a short bit of time to get him off since he was already so aroused watching them get me off.

Up until the COVID-19 pandemic, we made this naughty fun part of our regular gatherings. We thought of going into a friends with benefits bubble for our own protection, but we decided that might get too complicated.