The day started as usual. Shane had gotten out of bed before Rue, he went into the kitchen and thought about what to do in the day while making breakfast (he put some eggs in the microwave) and decided to stay home for the day. At 6 am rue woke up and wandered out to the kitchen. He walked up behind Shane, hugged his waist, and stood on his tippy toes to lift his head and rest it on Shane’s shoulder. Shane grabbed the plate of extra eggs and said “I made extra so you can have it” Rue let him go and grabbed the plate and sat on the floor next to Shane, leaned against the counter, and ate the eggs.
Shane looked down at his husband and his thought ran wild, thinking of what Rue could do while sitting on the floor. Shane felt his pants tighten from the thoughts. He pushed his hips up against the counter to hide himself from Rue. the last time this had happened, Shane couldn't sit right for a week. Shane looked down at Rue’s hand. It may look small but it feels huge when it’s up your ass.
Rue suddenly stood up and Shane realized he had finished his food and was walking towards the door only to stop to pick up the egg basket and the sheers, strangely not grabbing the milk bucket. Shane didnt question it, maybe rue forgot it like he normally does. He’d be back for it in a second, Shane thought so he went back to looking at the counter. He stood back from it and went to his and Rue’s bedroom then into his little side room and looked in his mini-fridge, trying to decide between beer or cider. Life is hard.
Shane heard the front door open and knew that rue was grabbing the bucket. Well, he thought he was before rue walked in, bucket in hand. Shane straightened his back and turned to rue and asked “why you’d bring your milk bucket in here?”
Rue just said “pants off, on the bed, hands and knees.” and reached into their sex box, pulling out handcuffs. Shane was frozen but he started to unbutton his jeans but he started to take off his coat and shirt first, then his jeans. Rue was now staring at him, the bucket and the handcuffs on the bed now. Rue spoke up and said “on the bed now. On your hands and knees. Itll make it easier”
Shane rushed onto the bed and steadied himself on his knees as rue grabbed his wrists and locked them together before attaching them to the bedpost. Shane was very exited but he was still confused by the bucket. Rue grabbed Shane’s cock aggressively, not moving his hand and he reached for the bucket and placed it under Shane.
Shane started to shake as he realized what was about to happen.
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The bucket was about half full at this point and Shane was so close to passing out but he was slapped for the hundredth time. Rue was determined to fill up the bucket all the way, they have been at this for about 6 hours at this point. They both knew Shane could safe word at any time but he did not want this to stop. Curse his masochism. Cumming hurts and all he wants to do is lay down and cuddle but he does not want to stop, ever.
