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The thumbnail picture is what drew my interest. It was to small to see clearly but the outfit looked a lot like the new one Amber had bought recently. I clicked on it with feelings of curiosity and interest. The first thing that popped up was an adults only disclaimer notice. Know I was really curious. When the main page opened the picture was bigger and it most certainly was the same outfit. Now the brass anklets, wristlets and collar were all attached by chains. It still was unclear who the dancer was because the veil hid her face. By the body style and hair color it could easily have been Amber. The description was tantalizing explaining the dance of a chained slave girl and her tormentor. I had to order it right then and there. The shopping cart came back with a choice of the Club version or the adult version. I bought the adult version of course and asked for it to be shipped over-nite.

Amber and I had a normal evening of TV and I went off to work as I normally do. Just after lunch the shipping department delivered my FEDEX envelope and I ripped it open as soon as the delivery boy left. My DVD had arrived. I couldn't wait for the day to end. I rushed home from work and kissed Amber Goodbye as she left to attend a dance club. She left a phone number and name as she always did and kissed me goodbye.

I popped the DVD in the player before she was around the corner. The credits rolled and a few little ad clips ran then it started. The set was like an Arabian nights tent. There was a pole in the center of it. The dancer slowly danced on to the set. She was almost completely wrapped in black veils. Only her feet covered in jeweled sandals and her hands holding the ever-present finger symbols and her eyes were showing. I could tell it was Amber I had seen her style so many times in our bedroom. My wife slowly allowed the silk veils to slide off almost like magic. She was left with the Egyptian hip wrap and a small veil over her face. The first shock was her top. Instead of the brass and silk one I had seen there was a Gold or brass one with a black satin or silk scarf woven though it. The metal part would basically support the bottom of the dancers breasts. Only the thin material obscured the breasts themselves from view. The second shock was the chains. All of the cuffs, or wristlets, and anklets were connected by a series of long gold or brass chains. It was obvious that the chain was meant to limit her movement.

Another dancer or model was sitting on a low pillow watching. The dance was very fluid. But to stand up straight she would have to move her arms behind her back or to raise her arms she would have to kneel or squat. It was very erotic. The other model, a very attractive middle-eastern looking woman, got up and approached. She was very fluid and you could tell she was a fine dancer. She circled my dancing wife and attached a clip from the pole to the chain behind Amber's back. With every movement of the chain by her dance partner it became more difficult for Amber to move. The woman carefully caressed her. Amber tried to avert her head and the chain was tightened further causing my wife's neck to be pulled back. Her dance partner again caressed her face then her shoulders and then in a fluid sensual movement she removed the scarf covering Amber's breasts.

My raging hard-on was in my hand. I was pumping very fast and I was very close. I was almost blind with anger and a feeling of betrayal. I still could not control the animal desires in me and I was very aroused. The chain was methodically tightened which caused Amber's dance moves to be smaller and smaller. Her arms were being drawn further and further behind her. On the ground between her now parted knees was a brass or gold fluted pole. It was obviously a phallic device. It was smooth and knobbed. As the chains were drawn ever tighter my sweet wife's crotch was being drawn closer and closer to the device. My wife's nipples were as hard as I had ever seen them. The sultry master now let a small length of chain descend down her upper body till it was caressing her taught nipples on every move. Slowly she descended further until the metal cock was behind the short front cover piece of her hip wrap.

My wife strained further, and further back letting her back arch to allow the chain to draw tighter without going lower. It was inevitable. The sultry woman was allowing her to struggle but it was in evitable. Finally the object between her legs stirred and she jerked. Then right before my eyes I saw her abdomen contract as I had seen it many times before. The cock was being drawn up off the ground, slowly ridge by ridge, by just my wife's tight pussy. The costar was holding my wife in an extreme arch and with her other hand began strumming her nipples in time with the music. My wife began to spasm and the ascent of the object stalled. Amber began to quake and as I began shooting loads of cum all over the screen and controls in front of me she shook through a massive orgasm. The cock was expelled glistening. The master flicked my wife's veil up to expose her face and at that minute gave her a deep penetrating tongue kiss. I hardly watched the rest. My wife was released of course and they bowed and left the screen as the closing credits rolled. I felt betrayed.

How could my sweet innocent wife do such a thing? How could she let another woman touch her? How could she allow someone to film her being used as a sexual toy? I had felt her abdomen milk my cock by itself a hundred times but to actually suck a dildo off the ground with her pussy was sleazy. The thought of hundreds of men buying this DVD and whacking off on my wife was disgusting. The evidence of its purpose was right in front of me. My own TV was still covered in cum. I cleaned up my mess and decided to call my wife right away and confront her.

I called her cell phone and got her voice mail. I then called the number she had given me. A middle-eastern voice answered with the name of an upscale Bar. I hung up abruptly that much madder. She was dancing at a Bar or as we know them, a Gentleman's club. I grabbed my keys and drove to the Bar. I had to pay a cover charge to get inside. It was your typical stripper joint. Neon lights, and pounding music. The difference was it was Belly Dance music instead of Rock and Roll. I saw the advertising and it was obvious this was a theme night. The place was packed. I planned on snatching Amber and hauling her out the door. I realized with one look at the bouncers that wasn't going to happen.

I got a drink and picked a dark corner to wait in until I found my wife. The Dance shift was just changing. An almost naked woman was working the rail for tips. The MC announced the next number. It was Salom'e and the Dance of the seven veils. The music began and a petite dancer entered the stage. She was shrouded in black. All that could be seen was her hands, her feet, and her eyes. I could tell from instinct it was my wife. I knew she would be unable to see me from the brightly lit stage. I felt a surge of both anger and pride coarse thru my body. She was dancing with style and grace. The room of drunken rowdy men had fallen into silence. As if by magic all the stools at the rail were full. The Black silk veils were slowly sliding off her body in time to the music. Her legs could be seen plainly now and thru the remaining veil all could tell she was nude.

Another fell to the floor. She had a silk sheer veil low on her hips and another on her head. Her nipples were as hard and prominent as rose colored pebbles on the beach. They were circled with an ornate silver ring that was held on by the nipples themselves. Her breasts were magnificent. I was sporting a huge erection and was ashamed of myself. The veil on her hips left little to the imagination. Her navel was home to a giant glittering stone. A matching silver necklace and hip chain were interconnected to her nipple jewelry. She had silver bands on her wrists, ankles, and upper arms. With her back to the audience the hip veil fell to the stage. My wife was completely nude except for a see thru head veil and jewelry in a Bar in front of at least a hundred men. Her ass was unbelievable. It was tight and round and lush. I was livid with anger. As she turned the dance ended. The room was treated to a flash of a trimmed blonde pussy that I, her husband wasn't even allowed to see seen in the light. The applause and cat-calls were thunderous.

Like magic a veil was knotted around her waist leaving one thigh completely exposed. She took off her head veil and laughed and flirted with the men at the rail. As she worked her way around to collect her tips, more than one copped a cheap feel. I was approaching and was about to confront her when a man in a business suit leaned to her ear and talked to her. She nodded her head and left for the back in a hurry. I was sure I must have been spotted. I decided to wait for her and hoped she wasn't making a getaway out the back. A few minutes later she reappeared Dressed in her metal bra and silk scarf and her matching Egyptian hip belt. Her hair was done and her face was again covered in a veil her dark smoldering eyes were beautiful and the shape of her full lips could be seen thru her diaphanous veil. I followed her and the man in the suit to a doorway. She went through and I was going to follow.

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