I had been soaking in the bath earlier that night; a feeling of excitement had shimmered through my pussy at the thoughts of the night ahead.

I had laid out some fun clothing on the bed for my husband. I remember wondering what he would think when he saw what he would have to wear.

When he arrived home I shouted to him to come upstairs. He climbed the stairs two at a time. Suddenly he appeared in front of me with a big grin on his face as he saw my nakedness. He made a grab for me but I told him to back off and wait till later. I also told him that his clothes for the night were laid out on the bed.

When he saw them he asked if we would be staying in playing games, with a laugh in his voice. I told him that we were definitely going out and the clothes I laid out would be the clothes he would be wearing.

When he objected I reminded him of the promise he had made, that he would do ANYTHING for me. I tried to comfort him by adding that he wouldn’t look out of place where we were going that night.

“And where would that be pray tell?” he asked me.

It was then that I told him that all his dreams were finally going to come true. I showed him the invite that I had worked so hard for.

“A fucking orgy!” he shouted.

The next thing you know we were both dressed and on our way. When we arrived at the destination I felt so nervous and my insides felt like I was on a roller coaster. As we pulled up I could see what can only be described as a beautiful white mansion, all lit up. There was a massive fountain in the middle of a circular driveway.

We climbed out of the car and were met with the sight of other couples all walking towards the main door, people climbing out of magnificent cars, men being led with collars and chains, by men and women, all shapes and sizes, fat and thin: I was fascinated.

I looked up at my husband to see his face bemused and amazed at all that was going on around him. I smiled to myself, I had told him that he wouldn’t look out of place in his leather jeans and shiny black pvc t-shirt, chains running from nipple to nipple.

In fact when I had looked around us he seemed pretty tame in comparison.

I looked at him and felt so much love for him, so gorgeous, his muscles bulging through the thin fabric made me feel so protected. I knew he would take care of me whatever happened.

We walked into a bright hallway and followed other people through to a fantastic room; there were about two hundred people in there. We were offered a drink by a man whose body was oiled up. He wore nothing except a dickey bow on and a pair of leather shorts.

“This is going to be so much fun,” I said to myself.

We were approached by a couple wearing a suit of chains that joined them together from his cock to her tits.

“Hi this your first time?” She said.

“Do we look like it is?” my hubby replied.

“Oh you can always tell the newcomers! You’re going to love it here!” she said laughing.

And with that she pulled her husband away and led him through the crowds towards a wooden dance