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Subject: {ASSM} Our perfect Night out Chapter XII(?)
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Our Perfect Night Out (FM/fm, Ds, Mm, Ff, oral, anal, slut wife,
spanking, exhibitionism) (C)Copyright 2011 Sharku@aol.com
Author's Note: Been away a long time and going back to an old story
thread. This was my first attempt at writing something for public
consumption. I'm hoping that the readers enjoy the continuing saga of
Frank & Stacy. I would appreciate KIND comments both positive and
negative. Especially welcome is constructive criticism from the regular
contributors on ASSM.
By the time Stacy arrived home from her adventures, I was
tired...exhausted more like it. I was horny beyond belief from the near
constant sexual stimulation, pain and ecstasy that Mistress and Master had
subjected me to over the past few hours. I was just kneeling there,
waiting. Master had taken what I assumed was a Viagara in anticipation of
Stacy's return.
"I want to be ready when your beautiful wife finally quits screwing
around and gets here. I know you've been pretty busy, but haven't you
wondered what she's been doing?"
With my mouth stuffed full of Master's balls, all I can manage is a
muffled "hrrres shirrr"
"Well, she's been quite the naughty slut tonight Frank I've talked to
her several times, and she's sent me pictures on her phone. Pictures of
her with...several...cocks in her holes. Pictures that I'll be sure and
share with others that'll be interested.
"What do you think Frank? Should I share some of Stacy's acton photos
with her friends and co-workers? They already suspect Stacy is a closet
slut.
All I can manage is a tentative shrug.
"I can see it now, pictures of her sucking thick, black cocks showing up
randomly in her friend's email or being left "accidentally" where others
can find them. The thing is Frank, Stacy is a slut. She's wanted to be a
slut for some time but you were holding her back. Well, we've been
preparing her for the past several weeks and tonight she's let loose."
A curious, "hruh?" is my reply
Master pushes me away, I stop nursing at his cock and balls.
He looks down at me, straight in the eye as Mistress adds, "It's funny
how a few weeks of constant teasing and forced exhibitionism can free a
person's mind. Keep someone horny enough without orgasm and eventually
they'll do just about anything you tell them to. Stacy's been talking to
us for several weeks over the internet and well, she's done some pretty
naughty things already. It didn't take long for our playful games of Truth
or Dare to eventually become just Dare. And from there, it was just a few
carefully chosen words to move to, 'we order you to finger fuck yourself in
the parking garage at work.'"
"Once we got her there we knew we had her. It was pretty easy to get
her to submit to doing naughty things to herself in private. Did you know
for instance that Stacy ENJOYS ass fucking herself while you're not
around?"
A mumbled, "no ma'am."
"Well, once we figured that out and that she had a big exhibitionist
streak...you can imagine the fun we've had! Let's just say that your
neighbors and some of her co-workers have had regular, 'Honey! C'mere,
Stacy's naked and fucking herself in the ass again' shows."
"Yes," adds Master, "you'd think that patio is hidden enough that she'd
have been able to do it outside without being seen. But well, a couple of
your neighbors have figured out Stacy's regular ass stuffing time and a
good place for viewing. They've been getting quite the show!"
"I'd say that just about all your male neighbors, and most of the
attractive ladies have seen Stacy's naked pussy, tits and ass at least
once. And by now, most know that Stacy enjoys finger fucking herself
outside on the patio while she's sunbathing...nude."
I can tell that Master is recovering nicely. As he shares stories of
Stacy's exploits his cock has been swelling and his balls are growing.
Reaching out, he pulls my head back towards his cock. I instinctively
start back to work licking and sucking.
Mistress chuckles lightly, "Oh yes dear, and remember that time that
Stacy 'accidentally' was caught sitting on a butt plug at the office?"
"Oh right, I remember that! We'd kept her hot and horny without orgasms
and had ordered her to carry a butt plug with her in her purse. Every time
she sat down, at lunch, at her desk, in the car, anywhere, she had to pull
it out and stuff it in her ass. She got pretty good at doing it without
being discovered. Well, until that guy she shares the office with came in
and saw her bent over the desk stuffing her ass."
"And you know dear", adds mistress, "I think that was when she finally
gave in to her true self. To keep him from ratting her out, she agreed to
let him play with her ass and fuck her with the butt plug. Of course now,
she'd have simply pulled the plug out and offered him the chance to fuck
her with the real thing."
"So you see Frank, in just a few short weeks we'd taken Stacy from
answering simple sex questions to masturbating in public places to
'accidentally letting people see her, to where she was regularly involving
a co-worker in her sex games."
Surprised I can't help but issue another, "hruh?"
"Oh yes Frank, that co-worker, we'll call him Joe because you know him,
has regularly benefited from Stacy's online submission. After telling us
she let him play with her ass, Stacy admitted that she found him very
attractive and that she'd often fantasized about having sex with him. And
while they haven't actually had sex...YET, he's now a player in our online
sex games. Several times since Stacy has called him to her office so he
could watch or help her with some humiliating act we've ordered her to
perform."
"And you do know him Frank. We're not going to tell you who he is yet,
but you know Joe. One of the things you'll learn in your new role is to
accept that other's you know and call friends will fuck your
wife...sometimes repeatedly and regularly. Joe is going to be one of them.
One of our first orders to Stacy is that she is to fuck and/or suck Joe's
cock at least once a week from now on.
"And the others, well, you won't know who or when or even where...but
your wife will have regular fuck sessions with a Bull that you know
personally. You may or may not know all of them as that's part of the
suspense and the fun for us. But every day you're going to interact with
people and every day you will be asking yourself, 'has this guy fucked my
wife' or 'has Stacy sucked this guys cock?"
"And don't forget Frank, you're also going to ask yourself if YOU'VE
sucked that cock. Because you're going to be helping Stacy fulfill her
needs. It's your job to make your wife happy and she's happiest when she's
having raw, nasty sex and humiliating you."
And you, well...you're going to help. Aren't you Frank?
I'm caught off guard by the question and hesitate to answer. Confused,
I pull back, master's balls sliding out of my mouth.
"Frank, please answer the question. You WANT to help Stacy be a slut
don't you? You want her to have all the cock she craves don't you?"
In my current aroused state it seems like a reasonable request. After
all, this is what I wanted isn't it? And I did want Stacy to be happy?
"Yes master, I will help her get all the sex she wants."
"Good man Frank...I knew you could do it."
I had forgotten that Stacy didn't have her house key so I was slightly
surprised when the knock came on the front door. Master and mistress had
found robes in the guest closet that fit them nicely. I on the other hand
was wearing only a spare dog collar we had lying around and had my cock and
balls trussed up and strapped to the collar.
"Well Frank, go answer the door."
My hesitation was obvious, looking down at myself all I could focus on
was my raging, tied up, hard on. "Master?" I asked timidly, "may I cover
up?"
"Well Frank, as your training progresses you'll know better than to ask
questions. But in this case as it's your first night, yes, you may." He
picks up a short, silky cover up robe that Stacy keeps for special
occasions. "Here put this on."
Holding it up I can tell that it's not going to cover much of my current
state if anything. Sure enough, when I wrap it around the bottom edge just
covers my cock and balls. Even without a hard on my cock would probably
poke through. In this case though my cock juts out and splits the folds of
the robe like a lance. Instead of covering up my humiliating
circumstances, Master has ensured that it's even more obvious!
"There" says mistress, "perfect cover up for a cuckold, cock sucking
husband."
Another, more insistent knock on the door startles me out of my
humiliation, "Now then, be a good cum eater and go answer the door Frank."
I walk slowly towards the door, my bound cock and balls sticking lewdly
through the folds of the robe. Although it's dark outside, I check the eye
hole in the door and can just see Stacy on the porch. Behind her are two
darker figures that I can't make out but look like they might be wearing
uniforms.
"Frank, turn on the porch light and answer the door...NOW. There are
going to be punishments for this hesitation now."
I switch on the porch light, steel my nerve and then open the door.
Understanding what is expected of me, I open the door fully and stand
facing Stacy and our unknown visitors. My cock and balls are swollen from
being bound and stretched.
I'm instantly shocked by Stacy's appearance. She was dressed very
provocatively when we left for dinner this evening. Now, she looks like a
slut. Her sheer blouse has lost it's buttons and is tied casually under
her tits, emphasizing their size. Her skirt is rumpled and stained and she
has what appear to be hickies trailing down from her neck to between her
cleavage and beyond. I am dismayed though by what appear to be two police
officers standing behind her. Equally surprised to see me are a large,
older, black man, well built and another smaller, blond haired, blue eyed
officer.
Once everyone's initial embarrassment and surprise wears off I find
myself opening the outer door. "Hi sweetheart, good evening officers....is
everything ok?"
The larger black police officer chuckles and clears his throat, "Sir, is
this your...wife?"
"Yes officer, this is Stacy, my wife."
"May we come in for a minute?"
"Uhmm...I've got guests but..." I look back over my shoulder and see
Master nod his assent, "sure, come on in."
With a satisfied look on her face, Stacy fairly sashays through the
door, her hand briefly brushes my cock. She pushes down and with a POP it
springs up and out just as the officers step through the door.
The larger black officer just raises an eyebrow and walks into the
house. The younger officer, apparently not as jaded as his more senior
partner, is visibly embarrassed. He looks straight down at my cock and
with a red face...back up at me.
The older officer introduces himself as Ben and his partner as Fred.
"Sir, we can see you're...busy, but we needed to check this young ladies
story and make sure everything was OK. She was found...entertaining a
group of young men in a parking lot down in the warehouse district."
He glances briefly at Master and let's his eyes linger over Mistress.
Although she's wearing a robe, her magnificent breasts are barely covered
by the small robe she is wearing.
Hrumph..."They appeared to be getting pretty rough with her and so,
thinking it was a possible rape in progress we stopped to check it out.
After hearing her deny any assault we then started to think it was simple
prostitution and she was a whore."
Stacy, her head down and hands clenched dimurely, smiles sweetly at this
last statement...apparently aroused beyond any shame at this point.
"Anyway, she denied prostitution as no money had changed hands. She did
admit to...'being a slut' and admited that she was...'out on a cock hunt'
when she found the group of men. She says that you, her husband..." here
he again glances at my swollen cock, feminine robe and leather collar, "are
aware of her needs and support her as a...'good cuckold husband' should."
He stops his narrative, closes his notebook and with a quick glance
around the room, turns his curious gaze back to me. "I'm guessing that you
know something of your wife's activities this evening sir?"
Again I glance at Master and Mistress for guidance. With a nod of his
head, Master seems to encourage me to be blunt with the officers. "Yes
officer, I know what she's been up to, and you're right, she is a..." the
word sticks slightly in my throat "whore". "Stacy and I have an
arrangement. She gets to have as much cock as she wants and I help her.
She was out looking for some fun while I was home, entertaining our
'guests'".
I hear Master clear his throat.
Knowing by now it's 'in for a penny, in for a pound' I turn to face our
'guests', "these are Master and Mistress"
By now the bulge that is growing in Officer Ben's pants has become
noticeable. He looks around the room again and then pointedly singles
Stacy out. With a clear, dominant tone of voice he orders her, "look at me
young lady. Stop pretending your embarrassed at being half naked and let
me look at you."
Stacy is caught off guard by his tone but instantly falls into her
submissive role. Her tits clearly visible beneath the sheer fabric, Stacy
mutters, "Yes sir, I'm sorry sir."
Officer Ben seems to only half be acknowledging our presence in the room
now. He walks slowly over to Stacy and pauses directly in front of her.
Letting his gaze linger over every inch of her body he then seems to
remember that there are others present in the room. "Young lady, are you
saying again that you are ok? You look like you've been roughed up from
what I can see."
"Yes sir, I am fine," she says, then adds with a sly smile, "although I
admit that despite all the cocks I've had I still haven't cum yet."
"Still, I'd like to have one more look at you to see if any of these
marks I see are serious. Would you mind.?"
Master steps in, "I think I can speak for the young lady office and
assure you that she would like nothing more than for you and your partner
to...check her body out...one more time." I hear Master's tone of voice
shift immediately, "Stacy, please undue your blouse and show the nice
officers the marks on your tits. Open it wide and cup your tits so they
can get a good look."
Stacy immediately complies, her large tits are covered in marks, hickies
and bites and her swollen nipples are red as if they've been sucked and
pinched too much. Stacy cups her tits, lifting her nipples up towards the
officers she asks, "Excuse me officer...will you need to touch them? I
don't mind."
Officer Ben, apparently remembering his duty status declines, "no
ma'am...but thank you. Now then, if you'll just leave your blouse open for
now and lift that short little skirt of yours I'd like to get a look at
your ass. I believe I saw some red marks on your cheeks when you bent over
to get in the squad car."
Stacy smiles a knowing smile, turns around, lifts her skirt and bends
over almost touching her forehead to her knees. "Is this OK officer?"
Standing as close as he was to my horny wife, officer Ben is left with
his crotch actually touching Stacy's perfect heart shaped ass. The pink
rosebud of her asshole is clearly visible while that wonderful, shaved slit
of her pussy pokes out from between her legs.
"Oh yes ma'am," he mutters, "that's beautiful....er, that's fine."
It might have been my imagination but I'm fairly certain that before he
stepped back for a better view, the large black man actually pressed his
crotch into Stacy's ass. I am certain however, that at one point Stacy was
actually flexing her asshole. I could see it puckering open and closed.
My cock, already straining at it's bindings, is now painfully erect.
Tearing my eyes from the scene in front of me I happen to glance at the
younger Fred. To my surprise, rather than looking at the brazen display my
wife is putting on, I catch him staring at my cock. Seeing that I've
'caught' him, he looks up at me, blushes and then studiously turns to his
partner. "Say Ben....maybe this guy is under duress also? Want me to
check him out to make sure he's OK?"
The older office smiles knowingly and looks back at Master, "sure
Fred...that's a good idea."
"Frank" Master orders "take off the robe and let the nice officer check
you out."
"Yes Master." I proceed to untie the robe and let it drop from my
shoulders. My cock, already visibly swollen, poking out from under the
robe, is now clearly visible for all to see. The rope is tied tightly
around the base of my scrotum, then wrapped several times around and
between my balls, pulling them upwards and outwards. My cock is similarly
wrapped up and has swollen to a dark red.
The head is engorged and very tender when Fred pulls out his nightstick
and begins probing my cock. Pushing it up and down, moving it sideways, he
then pushes firmly on my balls, watching me carefully as I wince in
pain/pleasure.
"Frank, turn around and bend over. I'm sure officer Fred would like to
inspect your ass as well. Never know what you may have had shoved up there
this evening."
Dutifully I turn around and reach down towards my toes, revealing the
butt plug that is nestled in my ass.
"Sir?" the young officer asks, "are you ok? I mean, are you ok having
that thing in your ass?" As if emphasizing this last question, I feel the
nightstick prod the plug in my ass, driving it deeper.
I hesitate only slightly...knowing what is expected, "yes officer, I'm
ok. Having things stuck in my ass is part of my training."
The nightstick has stopped probing my ass and has returned to my balls.
An involuntary groan escapes my lips when the probing nighstick fairly
grinds into my tender and swollen balls.
"Uhmmm...everything seems....fine here Ben. I guess he's OK." A
moment's hesitation and then he adds, "you can stand up and turn around
now."
Standing straight causes the rope to pull tightly against my cock and
balls. Stacy, not having received any orders otherwise, has remained bent
over. Office Ben, apparently satisfied with what he sees orders her to
stand up and turn around. Stacy makes no attempt to cover up. Her blouse
still gapes open and her tits are clearly visible.
Office Ben, "well then, I guess we're done here." Turning his attention
to Stacy and I, "you two be careful, there's a lot of unpleasant things
that can happen to folks like you while you play your games."
Looking at me he adds, "you, as the...husband, you should be more
responsible for your wife's safety. If she wants to go out on a cock hunt
and show off her body, you need to be sure she's safe. You should be
ashamed of yourself, letting her go out dressed like a slut. I'm not
surprised she get's what she's looking for...in spades."
"And you young lady," turning to Stacy, "looking like you do, there's
got to be easier and safer ways to find what you're looking for than
hunting on the streets. Bad things happen out there, and not just the gang
bang you were caught up in. Now then...I suggest you go get cleaned
up...take a shower and wash all that cum off your ass and tits. No one
wants to fuck a cum sloppy ass."
Glancing expectantly at Mistress, Stacy receives a brief nod of
permission and glides slowly from the room. It takes only a minute or two
before I hear the sounds of a bath being drawn from our master bedroom.
Office Ben turns to Master, "sir, while this all sounds VERY fun I'm
sure you'll agree that having your slut roaming the streets is inviting
danger." The officer pulls his business card out of his pocket, "I for one
would like to offer to help protect that young lady and see that her
training progresses as it should...and safely."
He glances at his younger partner, "Fred, you got anything you want to
add here?"
"Uhm, yeah Ben..." the young officer glances at me then turns to Master
"sir, if you ever need any assistance with either Stacy or her husband, I'd
be happy to help...assist....you with insuring their training is safe and
successful....EITHER of them."
"Well, that's very nice of you officers. Frank, thank the two officers
and escort them to the door."
"Thank you for taking care of Stacy...my wife...officers. Rest assured
that we'll be more careful next time and will certainly think of you the
next time Stacy heads out looking for cock."
The large black officer chuckles audibly and then follows my gesture
towards the front door. I hear master behind me.
"Frank, be a good host and turn on the porch light for the officers. We
want to be sure it's not too dark out there. You never know who might be
curious and looking on right now. Oh, and Frank, be sure and wait on the
edge of the porch until they drive off to make sure everything's OK."
Making sure the porch light in on I open the door wide and step aside to
let the officers pass. "Please, after you sir" officer Ben advises.
I hesitate only briefly before stepping out onto the brighly lit porch.
A chill breeze blows softly over my hard cock and balls while I patiently
wait for the officers. The porch light restricts my sight to a circle of
only a few feet but I hear the night noices clearly around me. Traffic
sounds come to me from the busy street on the other side of the park. A
nightengale sings and somewhere I hear a window being closed and curtains
being drawn closed. From inside I hear a few muted words exchanged between
the two men and then the voice of mistress.
Not quite knowing what is expected of me, I stand stifly, my cock
jutting straight out, hands clasped behind my back. I know that within the
circle of light cast by the porch light, I am clearly visible to any of my
neighbors that happen to look. I am fairly fit for a man my age and will
admit to sunbathing nude in our backyard on occasion. But there is a
certain humiliation (and excitement) in the mix when you're forced to
expose yourself to others. I think the casualness of it, the fact that I
was expected to perform this humiliating task in front of complete
strangers. That's where the arousal comes from.
My cock twitches painfully, reminding me again that I have a need to
cum. That finally, with Stacy back and the evening winding down I can cum
and then crawl into bed with my wife and discuss this evenings whirlwind of
events. Finally, the officers walk out of the house, glance at me and then
slowly walk towards their patrol car. Perhaps it's just my anxiousness at
my own humiliating condition and the "fear" that someone will see me, but
I'm certain that the officers are walking exceptionally slowly.
After what seems an eternity, the patrol car finally drives off and I am
allowed to return to the relative anonymity of my own house. Inside I find
Stacy, freshly bathed, curled up on the couch. Snuggled up between master
and mistress she is telling her story while the three watch one of our porn
movies that Stacy has put on the dvd player.
"Ah good" says Master. You did fine Frank, we're very proud of your
performance. Stacy was just telling us about her adventures this evening
after she left us. It seems she's been a very naughty girl Frank."
I glance at Stacy to see her blushing prettily. She was sitting with
her feet tucked up underneath her and her head resting on Master's
shoulder. I couldn't help but notice that her hand was trailing down to
Master's lap, lazily stroking his cock underneath the robe. She's wearing
a very short neglige and panty set that I bought her for Valentine's Day a
couple of years ago. She's never worn it for me though. She said the
panty's thong was embarrassing and she didn't like walking around with her
tits showing through the transparent fabric. She complained that the
neighbors might see. Apparently her hidden exhibitionist traits were
getting the better of her.
"Well," Master says with an exaggerated yawn "I think it's been a very
busy day so what say we hit the sack?"
Smiling knowingly, Stacy replies with a quiet, "yes master, I'd love to
go to bed".
Mistress looks directly at me, "Then help Frank get ready and we'll meet
you in the bedrooom."
Unfolding her legs, Stacy rises from the couch and glides over to me.
I'm confused, but I can tell that something's up. I can tell that my
night's adventures aren't over. My cock twitches greedily as I watch
Stacy's tits sway gently under the negligee.
"Frank, I'm going to bed. Mistress, Master and myself will be...busy
tonight and won't need you so you'll sleep out here."
"Ummm, OK Stacy, if you're sure? I mean it won't be the first time that
I've slept on this couch" Confused, I add an attempt at humor.
"Frank" Master interjects. "You need to understand. You and Stacy have
made a LIFESTYLE choice. This isn't one of your brief fantasy games you
and Stacy have played. There will be rules and demands...constant
submission is what we expect. Sleeping arrangements are one of the least
of our expectations. It's called a MASTER bedroom Frank, not a submissive,
cock sucking husband room. When Mistress and I are here, you sleep
somewhere else and we sleep in the master bedroom."
"Yes Master, I understand"
Standing right behind Stacy, Mistress asks, "are you sure you understand
Frank? Even when we aren't around to enforce them, you and Stacy will have
rules of conduct to abide by." I can see that Mistress has slowly slid a
finger under Stacy's negligee and into her ass while she's talking to me.
"We're going to explain Stacy's to her tonight, now that she's in the right
frame of mind to listen."
"You are going to be a good girl and listen right Stacy?"
"Oh yes ma'am" she replies...a gentle sigh escaping her lips as she
grinds her ass on Mistress' finger.
"Good. Stacy, prepare him for tonight. Just like we told you, we'll
meet you in the bedroom."
Mistress withdraws her finger from Stacy's ass and together with Master
walk down the hall towards our bedroom. Stacy, visibly disappointed at
having the pleasure of Mistress' ministrations stop, pulls herself
together. She's gorgeous. In full sexual arousal mode, her skin is flushed
with excitement. Her nipples are engorged: I can smell the musk of her
scent as she walks towards me.
She reaches out and grasps my swollen balls. "Frank, I want this. I
NEED this. You understand right? I need what they are going to give me,
what they are going to show me."
I gasp as she slowly squeezes my balls. "Yes Stacy, I understand."
"No Frank, I'm not sure that you do because I'm not sure that I do...not
yet. But tonight they're going to explain it all to me. Give me my rules.
And then Frank, I'll give you yours as they explain them to me. From now
on...you're mine Frank. Not like you belong to them, but you are mine."
"THIS" she says, squeezing hard "is mine". I will do what I want with you,
whenever and wherever I want to do it."
I'm in genuine pain now...I've gone beyond my normal sexual arousal to
somewhere else. My mind races with possibilities. Suddenly, Stacy let's
go and the pain eases, my mind returns to itself and I'm focused on the
now...getting ready for sleep.
"Frank, sit back against the couch please. Spread your legs, yes,
that's good but pull your feet up towards you a little. Now then, place
your hands on your knees."
I'm sitting on the floor with my back against the couch. My head is
resting on the seat cushion while my legs are spread wide. My crotch is
now left open and exposed."
I hear Stacy rummaging around in a drawer behind me. "Now then...here's
the thing Frank. One part of this new lifestyle that we're going into is
that while my...purpose, is sexual pleasure, your's is to serve. And to
make sure that you're compliant and always ready to serve, you're not
allowed to cum."
Stacy reappears standing over me with the bundle of rope we kept for our
occasional "fun nights". First, she ties my hands to my knees, not tightly
I notice but with enough slack that I can move enough for comfort but can't
reach my cock or balls. Next, my legs are tied at the knees to the heavy,
oak tables at either end of the couch.
I'm helpless, spread eagle, my cock is wrapped tightly and is throbbing
as Stacy finishes. "OK Frank, that should do it. Almost finished here
then it's off to bed." Stacy's tits are beautiful, hanging free under the
negligee the heavy mounds swing tantalizingly close to my head several
times. Crouching over me she reaches down and unties the rope binding my
cock and balls. The painful rush of blood back into my engorged cock is
amazing.
"OOOOh, my poor boy" she says as she pats my swollen balls. "Are we
frustrated? Do we need to cum?" The patting on my balls becomes a steady,
firm rhythm. It's not painful, yet, but is giving me that sort of
uncomfortable feeling you get when you accidentally smack your balls with
something.
"Oh God yes Stacy! Please...I'll do anything just let me cum! <smack,
smack, SMACK!> The last swat is painfully hard and I instinctively try and
cring backwards as Stacy abruptly stands up with a "nope...not tonight
dear. Maybe tomorrow?" She's walking straight ahead of me towards our
entertainment center now. Her ass sashays back and forth under the
negligee.
"I'm sorry Frank, but I'm under strict orders. No orgasms for you
without permission. That's one of my new rules I've already been
instructed on. Now, on the other hand," she's fiddling with the DVD player
while talking to me, her back turned I can't see what she's doing. "I on
the other hand, AM going to cum tonight, repeatedly, gloriously. I'll
probably make a lot of noise doing it too Frank. You'll hear me I'm sure
and be encouraging me, thinking of me, wanting me." She glances seductively
back over her shoulder, "perhaps I'll open the bedroom window so the
neighbors can hear me as well?"
Apparently finished with what she's doing with the entertainment center,
Stacy turns around and walks back to me. "There! All finished!" In her
hand I see the wireless headphones she bought a few weeks ago. Pretty high
tech things, their designed to stay on tightly but comfortably. I tend to
fall asleep on the couch watching football and Stacy bought them for me as
sort of a gag/love gift. "Here Frank, put these on."
While Stacy fits me with the headphones I glance at the TV, porn is
playing...that I can tell. With the headphones on the sounds of moaning
and groaning fill my ears. Stacy steps aside and there on the TV is one of
my favorite, guilty pleasures, my "secret" porn. "I found your stash some
time ago Frank. The porn you thought I didn't know about? You and I watch
adult movies sometimes Frank but WOW! When I sat down and watched these
movies...well, it certainly opened my eyes up to what you really wanted. I
mean seriously...cuckold, Femdom, bi-sex, exhibitionism...slut wife, I
never knew Frank!
"Stacy" I start to speak, "I can..." My words are muffled as Stacy's ass
appears in front of my face. She's bending over, her delicate hands
reaching back to spread her cheeks. Her rose hole is wonderfully exposed.
"Lick it Frank, Master's going to fuck it tonight and I want to be ready."
I lean forward eagerly and get to work while Stacy continues talking.
My tongue slides easily into her already well fucked ass. Briefly I wonder
exactly how many cocks she's already had slide in and out of her ass
tonight.
"That's OK Frank, about the movies I mean. I liked them...and thank
you. It was watching those movies one weekend while you were out of town
that finally convinced me to take the first step towards what I really
wanted...to be a slut wife. I spent hours curled up on the couch watching
your movies. And then, well, I was naughty Frank. I was so charged up, my
pussy so wet that I fucked myself. Remember that dildo that you bought me
that one Va was so horny I couldn't stand it Frank. And you Frank, you're
now my cuckold, cock sucking husband."
"Mmmmrr Huh" I mumble.
"Well, I've taken a guess and put five of them in the DVD player's
magazine and set it to random play. You'll watch them all night, and even
when you finally drift off to sleep, you'll hear them. We've got more
adventures planned tomorrow Frank and I want you good and horny. Tonight
you SAID you'd do anything to cum...but tomorrow, you'll WILL."
"Goodnight Frank, sleep tight.o I love you!!" This last is said as
Stacy's ass is abruptly removed from my tongue's eager ministrations. I'm
left pressing my face foward, my tongue reaching out for more.
On the TV, the scene is of a nude man on his hands and knees. He has a
collar around his neck and it appears his cock and balls are tied to a
weight hanging between his legs. His mouth is wrapped around the cock of a
huge black man while behind him a beautiful woman slides a strap on dildo
into his ass and begins to fuck him. I hear the man begging for the ass
fucking. "Lord it's going to be a long night."
With the headphones on and my body tied up facing the TV, I can do
nothing but retreat into a private world of cocks and pussys. Slut wives
play across the screen one after the other while submissive husbands
encourage them, worship their bodies and suck cocks with them. It's sort
of a pornographers sensory deprivation chamber.
The night moves on very slowly. Even through the headphones I'm sure
I've heard Stacy cry out several times. I'm also pretty sure I heard the
smacking sounds of leather striking exposed flesh. Somewhere in all this I
finally fall asleep. My last thoughts are of Stacy.
I am slowly woken up with the feeling of someone's soft, supple fingers
caressing my cock and balls. As I become aware of what is happening, I
open my eyes to see Stacy kneeling next to me. On the TV screen the scene
is of a woman at a gangbang. Her tits are tied up and her nipples are
clamped, cocks are everywhere.
Gently, teasingly, Stacy is caressing me, bringing my cock back to
attention. Noticing that I have woken up, she removes the headphones. She
lovingly brings her lips close to my ear and whispers, "It's still early
Frank. But Master and Mistress wanted me to come check on you."
Her lips trail along my cheek towards my eager mouth. She kisses me.
One of those long, deep kisses that indicate desire. Her mouth tastes
salty...her body smells of sex. I can see what appear to be splashes of
cum on her tits. "Frank," she says, breaking the kiss and standing up, "my
pussy is soaking wet. Master is a stallion in the bedroom, he must've cum
three times already!"
This last is said as she runs her hands seductively up from her sex,
over her flat stomach and up to her tits. Cupping each of them, she gently
lifts each nipple up to her reaching tongue and licks it. She is nude
except for the beautiful pair of riding boots that I bought her last
winter. In her full sexual glory...she looks stunning.
On the screen, the bound woman is bent over a footstool, a cock in her
mouth, a large man is whipping her with a riding crop. Stacy steps
forward, straddling my legs. She props one booted foot onto the cushion
beside my head and places her beautiful pussy over my face. "Lick my pussy
Frank. Suck Master's cum out of me and clean me up."
Her sex is swollen with desire and visibly wet. White drops of cum pool
in her pussy lips and draw my tongue in. I am completely submerged into my
world of submissive desire. I stretch out my tongue and take a few
tentative licks. The salty, musty taste of another man's cum floods my
senses. THIS is what I have wanted. What I have needed. I step up the
pace, forcing my tongue deeper into Stacy's well fucked pussy. My face
becomes wet and smeared with Master's cum. Stacy is cooing with pleasure,
grinding her pussy into my face in an effort to urge me on.
I knew now that this was what I had chosen. This was what I had wanted.
A beautiful, sexually charged wife that was comfortable with her inner
desires. I wanted to make Stacy happy and if being a slut made my wife
happy, then I was happy. My role was defined. I was her submissive. I
would help her fill her desires no matter how humiliating the task, no
matter who's cock she wanted or where. My friends, neighbors,
co-workers...everyone would know or suspect that I was a cuckold. And many
would take advantage of me and fuck my wife.
I could tell Stacy was rapidly approaching orgasm. My head was tilted
back against the cushions and her pussy was directly above my face.
Suddenly, as quickly as it started, she steps back and away from me.
Running her hands up from her pussy to her tits, she clamps tightly onto
her nipples as if willing the pain to pull her back from the edge of
orgasm. Visibly composing herself she says breathlessly, "stop Frank".
Master has forbidden me to cum and I'm too close.
She pauses for a few seconds, just standing there looking beautiful. I
take the opportunity to drink in her body with my eyes. I can tell she has
been well fucked. Her nipples are big, swollen and red. There are tiny
red marks all around her tits, I can only guess they are from clothpins.
Her pussy lips pout out from between her spread legs.
I come back to myself as Stacy begins to untie me. Thinking this was an
end to my punishment for the night I breath a sigh of relief. "Oh God
Stacy, thank you! I need to cum! Please...let me at least jack off!" This
last is said as she unties my hands. Instinctively my right hand grasps my
cock.
"STOP FRANK!" The command in her voice is raw and imposing. "You will
NOT jerk off! You will NOT cum! Let go of that cock!" This last is said
loudly, without question Master and Mistress would have heard. In the back
of my mind I note the term 'that' cock, not "your" cock.
Sternly Stacy continues, "One very clear rule you need to learn is that
your orgasms belong to me. Your cum belongs to me! Your cock, balls,
mouth, and ass belong to me. You WILL NOT touch your cock without
permission from me unless it is to take a piss. Your goal is MY sexual
satisfaction, not your own. Are we clear Frank?"
"Yes Stacy," I reply, meekly letting go of my throbbing cock "I
understand".
Returning to her sweet, sexy voice she continues to untie me. "Now then
Frank, I'm sorry but Mistress sort of figured that the first thing my
naughty husband would do would be to grab his dick. She told me that this
would happen at first. That you'd need to be 'trained up' as she put it
into your true role."
I'm a little confused and it must've shown on my face. Stacy is helping
me lie down on my back. Stretched out on the floor, she kneels between my
spread legs. With the most beautiful, pouting look on her face she says,
"I'm sorry Frank, but your going to be punished now. I was ready for
this."
I can't help but moan helplessly as I now see the dildo in Stacy's right
hand and a handful of clothespins in the other. I had teased and cajoled
Stacy repeatedly into trying clothepins on my cock and balls but never did
she actually do it. Apparently, this was now the form of punishment I was
to suffer. "Spread your legs a bit more Frank...and lift your ass."
Stretching out her hand, Stacy sticks the huge cock shaped dildo out
towards my face. "Open up Frank. I know that you know how to suck cock
now...get this one nice and wet for me." About the size and shape of
Masters, my open mouth accepts the dildo easily. My saliva coats it and
makes it slick. My tongue runs up and down the shaft as Stacy works it
back and forth.
"There we go Frank, good boy. Now then, hold still and relax." Not
looking, I feel the cock's pressure against my sphincter. This was a new
sensation. My cock, semi-hard from my groggy state is now at full, raging
hardness. Instinctively I lift my legs so my ass is more readily
available. "That's it Frank, take it. Admit it Frank, you've jerked off to
fantasies of this haven't you? You've stroked that cock while picturing a
hot stud fucking your ass. Right Frank?"
There's just enough sense in me to be embarrassed. Not wanting to admit
to my wife that I either jerk off or that I've had ass fucking fantasies, I
hesitate. "ANSWER ME FRANK" comes Stacy's sharp order.
"The second rule you must learn is complete obedience. That includes
honestly and instantly answering any and all sexual questions ANYONE asks
you. If one of your golfing buddies were to ask you tomorrow if you've
ever sucked a cock, YOU WILL now answer, 'yes'. There are no more secrets
Frank."
I can feel the cock deep in my ass now, Stacy is working it back and
forth. "Yes Stacy. I've often fantasized about being fucked in the ass
while I jerked off."
"Good Frank, and if one of your co-workers asks point blank if he can
fuck me, fuck your wife, you will answer...?"
"I'll tell him yes Stacy. Yes, he can fuck you." "Good Frank. Now
then, the fun part of this punishment is over Frank. It's time for the
rest."
Leaving the dildo deeply embedded in my ass, Stacy turns on the vibrator
function then roughly grabs my balls in her hand. The clothespins go on
one by one, each time it hurts a little more until finally my balls are
surrounded by a ring of 10 clamps. HOLY CRAP! THIS is what I wanted her
to do?
Having finished her work, Stacy shuffles around and straddles my face.
With her ass directly over my mouth, she slowly lowers herself back down.
"Lick Frank. My ass has been stuffed quite a bit today though so be
gentle."
Greedily I nestle my nose and tongue deep into her cleft. Her scent is
a mixture of her sweet musky scent and master's cum. From the way her
sphincter is already relaxed, I can tell she's been ass fucked thoroughly.
Instinctively my tongue slides between her cheeks and I start licking.
Stacy starts grinding away, pressuring me, guiding me. Eventually I hear a
deep throated moan escape her as my tongue slides fully into her ass.
I gasp and arch my back as Stacy unexpectedly grasps my aching balls and
squeezes. The clothespins shake and vibrate as she increases the pressure,
simultaneously pulling my sack away from my crotch. I feel myself sliding
deep into that strange place that mixes pleasure & pain. I lift my ass,
trying to raise my cock up to show my need.
"That's it Frank, lift it up...show me how much you want it." I gasp
desperately as I feel Stacy's lips close on the tip of my cock. Her warm,
moist breath slides down my shaft, she squeezes my balls harder.
"AAAAHHH!" I cry as she suddenly removes a clothespin. The pain is
excruciating! Her other hand grasps the dildo and starts pumping.
It's maddening. My ball sack is stretched painfully tight, emphasizing
the sharp pinching of the clothespins. Meanwhile, Stacy's lips have
encased JUST the head of my cock. Not moving. No tongue. Just holding my
cock head, reminding me of my need for orgasm. Her other hand works the
vibrating dildo in and out of my ass. SNAP! Another clothespin is
removed. The pain momentarily eclipses the pleasurable sensations from my
cock and ass. I greedily shove my face even deeper into her ass. Licking
and sucking at her rose hole.
"Oh God...Oh yes! That's it Frank...that's it! Suck it, suck my ass!
You like this don't you Frank? You like being ass fucked don't you Frank?"
SNAP! The last clothespin comes off, a growl escapes my throat as I try
desperately to shove my cock deeper into Stacy's mouth.
Stacy relaxes and sits back, letting go of my cock and the dildo, her
ass is still on my face. "You want me to suck your cock don't you Frank?"
As best I can, I nod and mumble "yes".
"Well, it's not going to happen Frank. I won't do that anymore. Oh, I
will tease you, suck on your cock and balls but your cum will not be going
down my throat anymore. At least, not unless I'm ordered to do it.
I manage a moan of desperation as Stacy laughs. "Of course, that's not
to say I won't be taking a lot of loads. I like sucking cock Frank. Big
cocks like Master's though. Like that guy Joe at work? I'm going to suck
his cock too, a lot. It's not him Frank, remember that always. I love
you. But I love cock. And the idea of stopping work, calling Joe in,
shutting the door and just....mmmmmm..."
Her voice becomes softer, breathier as she continues. "...dropping to
my knees, slowly unzipping his pants and pulling out his big cock and then
sucking away." She pauses for a second, I can feel but not see her hands
roaming around as she caresses her tits.
"I mean really!" she says matter of factly. "What's hotter than taking
a load of cum down your throat in your office in the middle of the day?
And then to say, 'goodbye' and see that same guy walking down the hall to a
meeting like nothing happened?"
"And there will be others. I've already got a few of our friends and
neighbors in mind who I'm pretty sure would be willing to stick their cocks
down my throat. But you, well, I'm sorry Frank but I need you to be horny
all the time and that means your balls need to remain swollen with cum.
Now then, Mistress did say they would allow you to cum but only under
special circumstances. And they did say something about teaching me how to
'milk' you to relieve the physical pressure."
"Now me...I'm going to cum a lot. And you're going to help me Frank.
Another rule by the way, every day, at least once a day you will eat my
pussy and make me cum. It doesn't' matter where or when but before we go
to sleep you will lick my pussy. It's your problem to figure out how if
we're busy and out in public. But if you don't do it, I will punish you
and will report your failure to Mistress and Master and they'll punish you
as well."
"OK Frank" she says standing up. "I'm off to bed again. Let's get you
all fixed up so you can go back to sleep."
Her tits sway tantalizing close to my still open mouth as she returns
the headphones to my ears. I'm instantly assaulted by the sounds of slaps
and moans. On the screen, a short, busty Hispanic woman is trussed up over
a bench, nipple clamps dangling below her. A tall blonde is spanking her
ass while a group of men take turns sticking their dicks down her throat.
My attention returns to Stacy as I feel her begin to tie my legs
together. The dildo is switched off, but still remains buried deep in my
ass. "Stacy, please honey. I need to cum, my balls hurt so bad. I'll do
anything you want."
"No Frank, not yet you won't. We've played this game before on our own.
You're almost there, but we have plans for you tomorrow and we need you in
the right frame of mind. A cock sucking frame of mind." She laughs. "Yes,
you need to be even hornier before you're ready for tomorrow."
While talking, Stacy has been stretching my still bound balls forward
from between my legs. Making sure to wedge the dildo deep into my ass, she
secures my legs together tightly. My balls Jut obscenely above my groin
because of the binding wrapped around my scrotum. My hands are rebound
behind me, insuring that I won't be playing with myself after she leaves.
Finishing her task, Stacy abruptly turns around and straddles my face
with her still booted feet. Lifting the headphones, she says, "Open up
Frank. One more good night kiss before I go back and cuddle with Mistress
and Master." With that she fairly plops her pussy down on my open mouth and
starts grinding. I can tell she's close now though because just as quickly
she stands back up, pats me on the cheek and leaves. My last view is of
her ass...that beautiful ass, wiggling and swaying as she walks down the
hall, the heels of her boots clicking as she heads to our bedroom. My head
swims with all sorts of imagined humiliations that might be waiting for me.
I can smell and feel her wet scent all over my face. It's going to be a
long night.
Somehow during the night I manage to drift off to sleep again. Sounds
and images of fucking and sucking, humiliation and bondage drift through my
mind's eye. My cock has shrunk from it's engorged state, but the ache in
my swollen balls reminds me how incredibly horny I am. Even sleep couldn't
offer relief from stimulation.
It's funny how your dreams can be influenced by your state of mind when
you are asleep. The constant sounds of fucking and sucking, slapping,
spanking, moans and groans filled my dreams with all sorts of wild, crazy
sex scenes. Not until waking did they stop. I realized gradually that
somewhere during the night I had become accustomed to my physical state.
The dildo stuffing my ass felt...right somehow. Like it would be missed
when withdrawn. The ache in my balls had become a cnstant, dull throb that
was (in an odd way) a pleasant reminder of sex and my needs.
I woke to the continued sounds emanating from the headphones. Turning
my head slightly I took in the scene playing. A well dressed, good looking
woman with high heals was standing imperiously over a group on naked men,
kneeling submissively at her feet. Her unbuttoned blouse giving a glimpse
of beautiful tits. While she carefully ignores them, each one takes a turn
worshipping her feet.
Seeing movement out of the corner of my eye, I look around the room.
Mistress and Master are sitting casually at our breakfast table, wearing
robes from our closet. Stacy is standing with her back to me, naked and
has a collar around her neck and what appears to be a leash is dangling
down her back. Mistress holds the lead casually, her hand resting on
Stacy's ass while Stacy's nods her head in agreement to some unheard
question. Although I can't hear what's being said, it looks as though
Mistress is prompting Stacy for answers. Master is pointedly ignoring
everything, deep into his morning coffee and newspaper. As she turns to
face Mistress, I wonder again at how beautiful my wife is, how perfect her
body.
Her hands rest casually at her side, her breasts are silhouetted against
the light from the window. They are nice...magnificent actually and have
always been one of the parts of her body I love the most. I've always
liked natural tits, fake ones, well, they just don't seem right somehow.
And Stacy's tits are the sort that women go to the plastic surgeon to get.
They are large but not huge, round and firm they hang perfectly. Their not
too pointy like some women's and the nipples are just the right size. And
right now, I have a perfect view of them. And hanging as they do right at
eye level, so does mistress, who is apparently admiring them. Mistress is
fondling Stacy's tits in an almost casual manner. Cupping one in her palm
she appears to be weighing it, judging the firmness. The other hand
pinches a nipple and then lifts, supporting the breast by stretching out
the nipple. I don't think it hurts, much, but I do see Stacy lift her head
slightly and stare off into space. Just as quickly Mistress releases the
nipple and cups both tits, squeezing them together, the nipples just
touching each other. She looks at them for a second, one hand slides
around and then both nipples are being pinched and lifted by one hand. I
see a twist, and Stacy definitely winces this time.
Master, who has paused in his reading to observe has apparently seen me
awake. I see him glance in my direction then say something to Stacy.
Mistress releases her nipples, freeing her breasts. Her hands drift down
Stacy's sides and rest on her hips. Mistress says something and I see
Stacy part her legs slightly as Mistress slides one hand between them.
Stacy starts to sway slightly until Mistress' other hand firmly holds her
steady. The hand between her legs moves faster and faster. From where I'm
at I can't tell if Stacy's clit, pussy or ass are being played with, but
the results are obvious. Just as suddenly Mistress stops. She lifts her
fingers up and Stacy automatically takes them into her mouth, licking and
cleaning them sensuously. Then, as if admonishing a small child, Mistress
turns Stacy to face me, smacks her lightly on the ass and gestures for her
to leave.
On the TV screen, I see two men in leather tied together in a 69
position. Lying on their sides, they are desperately sucking each other's
cocks while two beautiful women use riding crops on their asses. Their
mistresses are urging them to greater efforts, "suck harder slave" and "you
better not cum slut" let me know this is some sort of contest. Around the
room, elegantly dressed people mingle and watch casually. I know Stacy is
standing over me, but I keep watching as one of the men arches his back,
thrusting his cock into the other slaves' mouth. He is obviously shooting
his cum deep into the other's throat. As if it's a race and the looser was
the first to cum. The woman cropping the slave who just spurted,
intensifies her spanking, punishing him for the loss. The winner removes
his mouth from the losers cock, exhausted, his efforts are paid off when
his mistress stops cropping him. The winner's cock twitches and pulses
with the need for an orgasm as his mistress rewards him by jerking him off
onto the face of the loser he's strapped to.
Stacy pulls the headphones away from my ears. "You liked that I see
Frank. Hmmmm, that certainly gives me ideas!" With that she turns around
and squats over my face and begins unting me. Don't touch me Frank, my
pussy's sore. You can smell me of course, I'm filled with Master's cum."
"Now then, It's time to get up and get ready to go SHOPPING!"
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