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Date: Mon,  2 Jul 2001 22:10:02 -0400
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Their Slave.  (m/ff, dom)

    by Spiller

     His wife brought her home, one day. Quite unannounced. He
was in the kitchen, preparing a nice Friday dinner, when they
entered.

     - I hope you've got enough for three, she said with a smile,
as she pushed a nice looking woman into the kitchen:

     - Meet Anette, she's a workmate from bookkeeping.

     The usual pleasentries were exchanged, and his wife got a
hug and a kiss, both of which she returned just a bit more
enthusiastic than was to be expected.

     - Why don't you two go and mix three drinks, I'll be with
you in a minute. This stuff goes into the stove, and I'm sure
there will be enough for three.  Helle and Anette disappeared
into the livingroom, and he finished his preparations. When he
joined them they were both sitting in the sofa, and Helle had
placed his drink close to the big armchair. Helle raised her
glass:

     - Skol, to a merry weekend. They all drank to that.

     - I guess you'll need an explanation why I brought Anette
home without telling you.

     - Not at all. Of course you can bring a friend home,
whenever you want to.

     - I know that, dear. But this time it's a bit special.
Anette is going to stay here for the weekend.

     Eric looked at Anette. Not until then did it dawn upon him,
that apart from her first 'hello' she had not said much since she
arrived. And now she just looked down and smiled meekly.

     - I hope dinner can wait half an hour, because this is going
to take some explanation.

     - Easily. It's not ready the first 40 minutes.

     Helle turned in the sofa and looked at Anette.  - OK.  A
week ago I noticed, that Helle didn't look her happy, usual self.
Of course I asked her what was wrong, and the first explanation I
got was that her best friends had moved to Italy, and she missed
them sorely. I comforted her a little and didn't give it much
thought. Then on Wednesday she still looked like shit, so at
lunchtime I invited her to join me at my usual restaurant. It
took quite a bit of probing and comforting before she admitted,
that they had been not only friends, but her lovers and masters
as well. Before she met these friends she had tried her luck with
different guys. One or two with success, the rest ranging from
lousy to disaster. So utterly few men really understand the
intricacies of domination. And now she dreaded the return to a
risky, unsatisfactory single-girl life, with little chance of
fullfillment and a high risk of disappointment.  Isn't that
right, dear?

     Anette was still looking down, but this time she whispered a
weak 'yes', while her cheeks turned red.

     - I can see that, Eric volunteered.

     - You just listen to me for yet a while. You remember that I
was late Wednesday and yesterday, don't you?

     - Sure, it wasn't like you. You are usually very precise.

     - Anette and I met to prepare a paper, and I edited it today
at work, and Anette signed it just before we went home. Give it
to me, Anette.

     With a weak smile Anette produced a piece of paper from her
purse and handed it to Helle, who passed it on to Eric.

     - I want you to read this carefully, Eric. I want you to
read all of it before you make any comments. And I want you to
consider it seriously before you answer. This is not a game we
play for a day or two, and we have to be honest. I'll fix us new
drinks while you read.

     He looked briefly at Anette before he started reading.
Actually she was a pretty woman, around 40, rather petite, slim,
very dark hair and shiny blue eyes. Eric unfolded the paper.

     CONTRACT.
     THIS CONTRACT IS PUT TOGETHER BY ANETTE      JENSEN AND
HELLE CHRISTENSEN.  WITH OUR      SIGNATURES WE HEREBY STATE  OUR
      COMMITMENT TO EVERY PARAGRAPH IN THE      CONTRACT.

     1.     Whenever Anette enters the Christensen's home she
 will be      their slave and servant for whatever purpose     
they choose.

     2.     Within five minutes after arrival she will have     
changed into erotic/sensual clothing, which at no time may     
covers her pussy, which will always include stockings and     
high heels, and which shows her willingness to be of sexual     
service.

     3.     She is not allowed to seek sexual gratification on
her      own, unless specific permission has been given.
    
     4.     If Helle and Eric Christensen  want to allow other
  persons access to Anette's body they can decide so.
    
     5.     Whenever Anette adresses someone , be it hosts or
 guests, she must keep my legs open to give an unobstructed     
view of her pussy.
    
     6.     Failures to obey this contract can be punished with
   degradation, mild spanking or both. Punishment must be     
dealt with care and compassion, and may never be as hard      as
to leave permanent marks on the slave's body.

     7.     This contract is open for reevaluation each June and
    December.

     THE CONTRACT IS VALID WHEN SIGNED BY ALL      THREE PARTS.
     SIGNED  Anette Jensen   SIGNED____________
          SIGNED_________________



     Eric was very quiet for a few minutes. Thoughts and pictures
passed through his brain, and it was perfectly clear to him, that
if he accepted this contract, his life would never be the same.
Sexual domination had never been a major topic in his life. Of
course he had had fantasies about it, and Helle had received a
few slaps on her pretty behind, but nothing serious. He looked at
Helle, but there was no help to get. She put a finger to her lips
and shook her head. The two women were so different. His wife
with her long, blonde hair, blue eyes which were sparkling with
excitement, and a strong, tall body, in contrast to the small,
dark Anette, who was still looking down, sometimes closing her
eyes, but her heaving chest and restless hands showing her
anxiety. She looked extremely attractive, but at the same time
very vulnerable and insecure. Eric's cock had already been
showing it's acceptance while he read the contract.

     - And this contract is valid as of now?

     - The minute you and I sign it, Helle smiled.

     - And you're not going to show any jealousy?

     - If you're not, then I'm not either.
    
     This was like a wet dream come true. Which man with a normal
production of hormones would not love to have an extra woman in
his house, and on top of that a 'slave'?

     - OK. I accept.

     A sigh of relief escaped Anette, and Helle looked very
happy, indeed.

     - You see, Anette. I told you he'd accept. So now you've got
five minutes to change your clothes. I've put the little bag on
my bed, and we expect to see you back here in five minutes. OK?

     Anette nodded her acceptance, and with an elegant move she
got up from the sofa and asked for the bedroom.

     Over the next few minutes Helle gave Eric a short briefing
as to the likes and dislikes of Anette. Seems like she got her
kick out of a mix of exhibitionism and subservience. What she
liked in detail, and what Helle told him, will be evident as this
story rolls on.

     When Anette returned she was dressed up as described in the
contract. A small, ultra light, black corset with the main
purpose of holding up her black, shiny stockings. In front it was
cut up high to show off her pussy and a little bit of her flat
stomach, and the built in bra was so thin, that it showed off her
breasts and dark nipples, but offered no practical support. Not
that she needed it, though. She walked elegantly on her high
heels, which made her ass move most deliciously. Her pussy was
closely trimmed, showing off the kind of pussy Eric had always
dreamed of, but never touched: A very prominent, bulging mons
with a long crack running up her front, her clit open to the
onlooker.

     - Come over here, Eric ordered. Immediately Anette took up
position in front of him, with her legs spread and her hands
folded behind her back. Without any preliminaries Eric stuck out
his hand and felt her cunt.

     - She's really quite wet, Helle. I think she likes this just
as much as she looks it.

     - I told you, Helle said. - Why don't you slip her your cock
for a minute or two before we go to the table? Do you want a
little help?

     - That would be nice.

     - Then stand up and get your pants down.

     Helle stepped up behind Anette and put her arms round her,
right under Anette's arms.   - Lift your legs, bitch, and hold
yourself up round his waist.

     When Eric felt the nylon-clad legs round his hips, and
watched Anette hanging in the air between them, he pressed
closer, and his fat cock was almost sucked into Anette's hungry
cunt. There was not much moving to be done in that position, but
then that was not at all the purpose.

     - She sure has a wet, sloppy cunt. I guess I'll enjoy it
after dinner. He pulled his cock out of the hungry pussy, lowered
her legs to the floor and pulled his slacks back up. Then he said
to Helle: - Well, shall we dine?

     Anette's face was flushed as they went to the diningroom,
where they placed Anette at the end of the table. Eric busied
himself in the kitchen for a few minutes, then he called for
Anette.

     - Look, there's a soup to be served first, then this roast
veal, and last a bit of icecream with a chokolate dip. When you
serve the dishes I want you to make sure, that the distance
between your feet is never less than fourty centimetres, and when
I ask you to bend your knees you'll always do so with your
kneecaps as far apart as you can. Get it?

     - Yes, sir. Do I serve right now?

     - As soon as I sit down, dear. And of course you serve Helle
first.
     Eric went into the diningroom and took up position behind
Helle, reaching down to fondle her pretty breasts, at the same
time planting a few hot kisses on her neck.

     - Do you intend to give me a small briefing on this new
situation? I can't say it isn't exciting, but to say the least,
it is most surprising.

     - It has always been a fantasy of mine to have a slavegirl.
When I masturbate, my fantasies are very often an elaboration on
that subject. You can't blame me for grabbing the chance when it
was suddenly there.

     - Of course not. I'm all for it, but for this first weekend
we shall have to play it by ear, and gradually find out how far
we all want to go.

     As Eric sat down on his side of the table, Anette entered
with the bowl of soup. While she was filling up Helle's small
bowl, Helle let her hand run smoothly up the backside of her
thighs to caress Anette's beautiful, rounded ass.

     - She really has got a pretty ass, Eric. And it is smooth as
silk. I can highly recommend that you feel it, while she serves
your soup.

     Anette blushed, but made no comments, and as she walked
round the table to serve Erik, she swayed her back imperceptively
to show off her ass to an even better advantage. When Erik had
caressed it for a few seconds he let his hand slide up between
her legs. Anette was close to spilling the soup, but she managed
to control herself, and with a very erotic movement she bent a
little in her knees to make it easier for Eric to fondle her
pussy and her asshole.

     - You are quite right, she's delicious. I'm sure we shall be
quite satisfied with her. I must say, it was a great pleasure to
dip my cock in her. Do you want a taste?

       Helle nodded, and Eric let his fingers roam Anette's very
wet pussy for a minute, and then he stretched out his hand across
the table for Helle to suck his fingers.

     - Very tasty ! I think I'm going to lick her out sometime
later, if I get the mood. It's nice to know that she's got such a
tasty cunt, and that I can have it any time I want to.

     Their lewd talk about her made Anette blush, but she looked
down at Eric and asked: - Is there anything more you want, Sir,
before I sit down to join you?

     - No, not really, right now.

     They were halfway through the main course when Eric said:

     - We shall have to go shopping for a new dinnertable on
Monday. I want one of those fancy ones made of thick glass, so I
can watch Anette's cunt as we eat. Do you agree, Helle?

     - What a perfectly nice idea. I'm sure Anette will like that
too. After all that's one of the reasons she's here.

     The rest of the dinner followed the same pattern. Anette
would serve and be fondled and talked about, as if she was just a
doll or a plaything. Her cunt was gushing by the time they had
finished dessert. Helle pushed aside the plates on the table and
said:

     - Anette, I want you to lie down on the table with your wet
cunt in front of Eric. I'd like him to have your juice instead of
an after dinner drink. Come. Jump up and lie down.

     Anette's movements were elegant and light when she climbed
the table and positioned her ass on the edge, close to Eric's
face, with her legs hanging down. When she laid down - across the
table - her head was hanging over the edge in front of Helle. Of
course Eric was not slow to dive into that inviting cunt. It was
a real beauty and this was the first time he really saw it. Her
protruding mons stood up like a small hill, and her outer lips
were fat and puffy, by now shiny with her juice. The delicate
pink and thin inner lips framed a rather protruding clitoris, but
willingly opened up to give a nice glimpse into her dark vagina.
And all of the treasures gleaming in the candlelight.
    
     As he dived in Anette couldn't help letting out a sigh of
delight, which immediately derived a comment from Helle. With
eyes shining bright she said:

     - Listen, slave, you are not really supposed to enjoy this,
it's only for the pleasure of your master. I think I have better
close your mouth, so we don't have to listen to your sighs.

     Helle got up from her chair, lifted up her skirt to show
that she had already discarded her panties, and moved her pussy
in closer and closer to Anettes head, which was hanging backwards
from the edge of the table. She looked lovingly at Eric on the
other side of the table.

     - This is the first time since I was 12 years old, that I'm
going to have my pussy licked by another girl. And I'm going to
enjoy it. She slapped Anette's cheeks a couple of times, not
hard, just to emphasize her words:

     - And you, my little slave whore, you have better satisfy me
fast and furious. Get out your tongue and get to work.  And she
moved the rest of the way up close to Anettes mouth, where she
was met by an outstretched tongue. Eric almost forgot to suck
Anette's pussy, because he found it utterly hot to watch his wife
become more and more horny from the slurping mouth on her pussy.
In only a few minutes Helle was really panting and humping her
pussy against Anette's mouth. She reached out and touched
Anette's beautiful breasts. Then she started pinching her nipples
rather hard, crying. - Come on, you slave-bitch. Suck my pussy,
make me come, or I'll pinch off your nipples. SUCK ME, DAMN, MAKE
ME COME......   OOOOOHHHH, I'M COMING, I'm coming....  She was
shaking all over, and for a moment Eric was scared that she'd
break Anettes neck, as she had trouble standing on her legs
during the orgasm.

     - Oh, my God, that was great, Helle panted.  - You are a
very good slave, Anette, you have serviced me well. I'll allow
you to come now as a reward.  Eric, push two fingers up her cunt
and two up her ass, and then suck her off.

     Eric was quick to obey. The two fingers in her cunt slipped
in easily, but without any other lubricant than Anette's own
juice, he had to push rather hard to get first one, then a second
finger up her tight hole. Anette whinced a few times while he
worked them in, but the minute he started fingerfucking her two
holes while he lowered his mouth back to her clit, her sounds
changed to moans and catlike mewing, and she couldn't help making
small fucking movements against his hands and face.

     - That looks very lovely, Helle groaned. She stepped a
little to one side, put her left arm under Anette's head and
lifted it up so she could plant a hot kiss on her lips, while her
right hand found a breast and a nipple to caress and twist. 
Helle broke the kiss for a second and said:

     - I'll pull the skin on her tummy so her clit gets out free
and you can really suck it. Make her come, Eric, suck that clit
into your mouth.

     When Eric felt the hood retract from Anette's clit he
applied a hard suction to it, bringing it in between his teeth,
while he sped up his fingerfucking of her two holes. Anette's
mewing changed to whimpering and heavy breathing, then to little
screams and openmouthed panting.

     - Oh, my God, I'm coming, I'm coming. Thank you, masters.

     With a tremendous wail she started coming, shaking and
twisting so Eric could hardly keep his mouth on her pussy. He
lifted his head and continued fingerfucking her all the way
through her orgasm. At last she collapsed with a sigh like a
balloon losing its air. Eric pulled out his fingers and looked
across her body to Helle.

     - I think I'll savour that wet cunt for a minute. I don't
want to fuck her yet, but my cock sure would like to feel the
heat of that hot pussy.

     - Be my guest, said Helle. - Do you want me to guide youin?

     - That would be wonderful, dear.

     Helle went round the table and undid his belt, pulled
trousers and pants off and then grabbed his cock, which by now
was hard as wood.

     - Come on, dear, push it in. It's such a luxury to have a
horny cunt for a slave. Enjoy it.

     For a while Eric moved slowly in and out of Anettes sopping
cunt. Then Helle pulled him out.

     - I want to taste her juice on your cock, and then in
natura. She fell to her knees and licked and sucked his cock
clean.

     - Mmmm, she tastes real good. And now I'll have my first
taste of pussy since that day when I was 12. She crawled up to
Anettes widespread cunt and went to town, licking, sucking and
tasting, but not ever touching her clit. She turned and looked up
at Eric.  - This is real good. I'm getting so wet again, but
we'll save that till later, won't we?

     - OK, let's wait.

     - Eric, will you please get some blankets and a pillow into
the livingroom, and make a bed on the small table by the sofa. I
want Anette displayed there while we have coffee and watch the
news. She pulled Anette off the diningroom table, and for a short
while Eric and Helle sandwiched Anette between them, caressing
her hair and planting loving kisses on her neck, mouth and eyes.
Then Helle pulled away and slapped Anette hard on her ass.

     - Well, slave, let's get started on chapter two.

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and a chapter two may be written.
Spiller


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