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Since the next day, Friday, was a work day and spent
from the night's activities, Kathy and I decided to go
to bed early and try to get some rejuvenating sleep.
Even so, we woke up late and I had to rush off to work.
My wife and I agreed that we would talk about Thursday
night's events when I got home from work.

All day my mind would drift off to Thursday night's
events and I found myself with a "hard-on" most of the
day. I couldn't wait to get home and fuck my wife, but
then it dawned on me, I had agreed not to fuck or eat
her – son-of-a- bitch that was a big mistake. I can't
believe what had I been thinking. I know. I just wasn't
thinking, although that "Pat fuck" ranked up there as
the best all-time great fuck.

I had never experienced cumming like that before. I
don't know if it was the feeling Pat's cunt crushing my
cock; the constant pumping of that dildo in my ass, or a
combination of both, but it was the most intense orgasm
I'd ever experienced and I wanted to feel it again. I
think I was hooked on it like a crack addict.

My brain drifted back to when I first met Kathy. It was
a few months after being crushed by my first love. I
guess Kathy was my rebound lover. My first love always
wanted me to tell her everything. I could do it, but it
seemed like a lot of work to me and just wasn't in my
comfort zone. My nature is to always want to please my
partner. Since I had already had a degree, she went off
to college to get hers.

While there, she hooked up with someone who demanded
that she do this, or that, and whatever. When she came
home after the first semester, her tits and nipples were
different because he must have been sucking on the all
the time. She swallowed cum and asked me to fuck her in
the ass. It think she wanted both of us and at the same
time, I just couldn't handle that. So we broke up.

Kathy on the other hand was good-looking, so sweet and
just what I needed. She liked it when I let her take the
lead or would ask her what she wanted to do? Our
personalities were complimentary and I loved and needed
that.

Our recent past sex life seemed so blasé just plain
vanilla compared to what had happened over the last
days. I realized what I was thinking and then
comprehended how perverted it all sounded. What the fuck
was wrong with me? What were Kathy and I doing? It was
then that I recognized we had lost control of the
situation and Pat was running the show, but it was so
exciting and perversely lustful. What a difference a few
years makes in one's attitudes.

The day just dragged by like I was in a time warp of
some sort. You know like those last few minutes of last
period before the final bell rings, but finally four
o'clock arrive. I gathered my brief case and coat and
headed home to see my lovely wife.

When I walked in the front door, I heard Kathy say, "My
husband's home. I gotta go, (something inaudible in a
whisper)." as she hung up the phone. She came rushing up
to me saying, "What's taken you so long?"

As I attempted to answer, I got out, "Traf..."

Her arms were around my neck and her tongue was deep
inside my mouth. She was "Frenching" me like she was
trying to give me a tonsillectomy. I immediately dropped
my briefcase and coat on the floor and returned the
same. While we were engaged in this impassioned embrace,
I felt her hand slide down my back across my butt, which
she cupped in passing, and then to my groin.

She began to rub my cock, which had started out semi-
hard already, her tongue was whipping around my mouth
like she was making meringue. I was steel hard in about
three seconds. Once she knew my cock was ready, she
broke our kiss and stepped back.

She panted as she ripped her blouse open and grabbed my
head with both her hands saying, "Honey, suck my tits."

Her nipples were erect, red and puffy. My mouth didn't
hesitate to attach itself to one. I was sucking it and
licking it when she said, "Suck it hard. Real hard!"

As I did as requested (more demanded), I felt her shiver
and her legs wobbled as she came right there in the
foyer. After that orgasm subsided, she said, "Suck the
other one hard, too!"

I move the opposite tit and bore down on her nipple with
all I had. I don't think I've sucked anything so hard. I
thought she might turn inside out. Kathy was moaning,
"Oh my god, I'm cumming again and it's bigger than the
last one." then she went limp in my arms.

I knelt down with her in my arms and placed several
loving kisses on her lips as she began to revive. She
said, "Oh, Honey, I've been thinking about you all day
and I'm so hot right now that I can't believe it."

I replied, "I noticed!"

"I need you to take your clothes off and sit on the
couch. Don't move. I'll be right back." as she
disappeared into the bedroom. I didn't need any more of
a suggestion as I began to rip my clothes off. You know,
it's really funny how easily a tie will come off under
normal circumstances, but when you add just a little
performance pressure, it's like wrestling a 10-foot
python.

Like a vision from the fog, my wife reappeared naked.
Her short cropped hair bounced up and down as did her
pert breasts as she eagerly made her entrance. She was
carrying Pat's two-headed monster dildo. I think it was
two foot long and two inches in diameter. She sat down
in the overstuffed chair opposite the sofa and spread
her legs.

As I stood up ready to devour my wife, she ordered me to
sit back down and just observe. I did and just gazed
transfixed by her lovely snatch and its wetness. She
took her right index finger and began to lightly rub it
down her clit hood between her lips to her sweet cock
garage.

She slipped her finger inside and used the juice to wet
the whole area of her beautiful cunt. It was glimmering
with her excitement and my cock was throbbing at the
sight. I was hotter than a depot stove in January. She
said, "Do you want to eat me?"

Not hesitating, I replied, "Oh, yes, I'd love to eat
your pussy right now!"

I saw her take the monster and start sliding it up and
down her slit. After it was good and wet with her
excretions, she finally began inserting it. After some
initial resistance, it slipped into the twat that I
wanted to eat and fuck so badly. She shoved about seven
inches into my parking place and moaned, "This feels so
good. It's so big so much bigger than yours. I fills me
up just right."

After about ten or twenty insertions, she pulled it out
and looked at and said, "Look how wet I am, Honey." She
then clamped the monster between her legs with the wet
end sticking up like it was her cock and said, "Please
lick me off of this thing."

I got up and began to walk over to her, when she said,
"No, just crawl over on your hands and knees that way
you won't have to bend down again."

I did as suggested, all the time she was talking saying,
"Look how wet this is. I'll bet it'll taste so good in
your mouth. It's so big. It'll fill up your mouth. I
know you want to suck my juices off of this nice big
cock. Please, do it for me. I love you, Sweetie."

I finally arrived and my tongue was licking the length
of the monster. She said, "See how much of it you can
take, Honey."

I was so hot for her that I was out of control as my
head was bobbing up and down of this monster dildo
trying to please her. I came up for air and she said,
"Let me wet it for you again."

She told me to watch this cock as it disappeared into
where rightfully my tongue and cock belonged. It was in
there longer this time as I watched this big cock fill
and stretch her cunt. She would push it in and then
rotate it. She would change the angle, which usually
brought a moan or a dribble of ejaculate. I couldn't
look away. She was right; my cock could never fill her
like that. She stopped and placed the cock between her
legs and said, "Honey, now it's your turn."

At least, I could indulge her by doing this for her. I
was on that thing licktey-split – going down as far as I
could, savoring her nectar all the while. I could smell
her sex when I got about seven inches down my throat.
She commented, "Honey, you suck cock so well. It's
making me so hot. You should've been a girl."

She again put the monster into her cunt and I could see
her wetness just dripping from it and smell her sexual
fragrance, which was like the flavor of sourdough bread.
Once again, it was placed between her legs and once
again, I was sucking it like there was no tomorrow.

She said, "I love watching you suck cock so much that
I'm getting hotter if that's possible." Once I had
licked it clean of her wetness, she said, "I need you to
fuck me. Put your chest on the sofa like yesterday."

I thought to myself – ahhh, shit, she's gonna fuck me in
the ass again. She put some lube on the cock and began
to penetrate my dark recesses. She kept up a steady
motion until I was nice and loose. This didn't take too
long because of the previous day's events had worked it
pretty hard and there wasn't much resistance left. The
room faded to a dull gray and the only thing I was aware
of was rhythmic motion pulsating through me. The
sensation was excruciating and exciting at the same
time. What the fuck was wrong with me?

The motion stopped and I felt her squirming around as
she attached herself to the opposite end. The thrusting
began again and I felt the monster go even deeper. I
thrust back and I was barely aware of some moaning
sounds. The room when black except for the bright specks
of light that flashed before my unseeing eyes. After
feeling a push, I u*********sly pushed back. The moaning
sound dissipated into the darkness and I was in an
alternative state of consciousness. I don't know how
long this went on until a scream snapped me back to
reality, "I'm cumming so hard. Keep pushing." I did.

She fell off and curled up in a fetal position just
moaning and rocking back and forth. Her legs were coated
down to her knees with her shiny vaginal fluid. The room
had an aroma of sex, sweat and shit. It was very
intoxicating. I pulled the 10" of dildo out of my ass
and it plopped on the floor with a splat. My dick needed
release, but I couldn't fuck her. I looked at her then
my cock and said, "Just what the fuck am I supposed to
with this?" as I pointed to my cock.

She rolled her beautiful blues eyes and said, "My
mistress said you couldn't fuck my cunt, but she didn't
mention my mouth." She immediately got up and moved to
the sofa, where she positioned herself so that her head
was hanging off the cushions and I had full access to
her mouth and throat. I placed my dick on her upper lip
and her tongue whipped out like a snake checking for
prey. It was flicking over the head and tip. That was a
wonderful feeling.

I moved it into her oral opening and her tongue was
circumventing the head with a resulting exquisite
sensation. She reached up and began to run her nails and
fingers lightly over my balls as if I needed any more
stimulation. I couldn't stand it anymore and I jammed my
cock down her throat. She let out a muffled moan. As I
thrust my cock in and out of her mouth, I could see her
throat expand when my full length was down her throat.

It was the most sensual thing I'd ever seen my wife do
and a sight I'll never forget. Given my state, I didn't
last long and blew a big load straight into her stomach.
As I pulled my cock out of her mouth, she grabbed it and
milked a few more drops of cum to the tip, which she
sexily licked off.

After we regained our composure, I asked my wife, "Who
were you talking to on the phone?"

She replied, "You mean when you got home. It was Pat – I
mean my mistress."

"I thought she said she'd see us in a week?" I replied.

Kathy said, "I guess that didn't mean she wouldn't talk
to us."

"What did she have to say?" I demanded.

"She was telling me things," my wife answered.

"What kind of things?" I stepped up the interrogation.

"Well, you know like how to get you to fuck me and do
the things that I ask like just now." she said.

"You mean Pat put you up to doing this?" I questioned.

"You mean, my mistress, and yes, she did. Didn't you
enjoy it?" Kathy asked.

"Well, yes, I did, but I don't know about all this. I'm
thinking this might be a bad idea. She's so
manipulative." I declared.

Kathy responded, "She loves us and doesn't want to hurt
us. She just wants us to feel pleasure and know each
other better. She just wants us to be hers so she can
take care of us."

I snapped, "What the fuck does that mean? I take care of
you just fine."

My wife, "That didn't come out exactly right. Maybe I'll
ask my mistress to come over and explain what she means.
She might get upset if we ask too many questions
though."

I said, "It sounds like you've totally bought into this
'Bossing' thing."

My wife answered, "Yes, you know once my mind is made up
- I commit 100%. I'm all in. Besides, I've never had
orgasms this strong or so many of them that they're
continuous. It's like a d**g and I'm addicted. The
endorphin rush just makes me want to have more. Sex is
just on a significant higher plane now maybe even in a
different universe. The anticipation of what might
happen and giving my control over to my mistress is just
so exciting and freeing. It sounds like you're not as
committed."

I replied, "You're damn right I'm not. I can't fuck you
for heaven's sakes."

She reminded me, "And whose fault is that?"

"I know. I know. Fuck!! I was under extreme duress at
the time and obviously wasn't thinking clearly," I
answered.

"It sounds like you're just interested in what happened
to you and aren't considering my feelings," she replied.

"Yeah, you're right. I hate to admit it, but you're
right most of the time. But damn, you look so hot with
your cunt dripping juice. I know my cock would have
enjoyed fucking it so much. However, your mouth is a
good second, so I guess we'll just see how this thing
goes for a while longer." I replied.

The rest of the evening was quiet, but I decided that I
was going to find out more about Pat if I could. I saw
Gary the next Monday and ask him to lunch. I wanted to
find out how he met Pat and any other information I
could since she was becoming the center pin in our sex
lives.

Once we arrived at the "Lunch Spot" and got seated, I
asked Gary, "Tell me how you and Pat met."

Gary said, "I've known Pat since the 7th grade. We're
best friends."

I replied, "I thought there was some kind of
relationship there."

Gary surprised me with his next comment by saying, "Pat
was the first piece of ass I ever fucked and the first
one to suck my cock."

I said in amazement, "Really! I would have never thought
that."

He replied, "Yeah, we were in the 11th grade and it just
happened."

"Do you have any stories you can tell me?" I asked.

Gary said laughingly, "Stories, I've got my 39 stories
about Pat. Here's a funny one. Since we were all
u******e, Pat and I and some football buddies were
drinking beer out in a cow pasture, so needless to say,
we were all pretty wasted. Someone suggested that we all
put up five bucks and whoever did the grossest thing
would get all the money.

Guys were sucking their toes, sucking someone else's
toes, sticking their fingers up their butt and shit like
that, but Pat found this maggot covered dead bird and
boy was it ripe. Pat just bit the head off and swallowed
it. I remember four guys hurled right then. It was
great. I believe there were some celebratory blowjobs
that night as well. You should've been there."

"Man just hearing about that has my stomach turning
except for the BJ part. I hope lunch doesn't show up for
a couple more minutes. I'm glad I didn't order the
rice." I said then asked. "Was Pat always that
beautiful?"

Gary replied, "You know how some guys and girls in high
school are so hot and then you go to your 10th
graduation reunion and you wonder what the fuck happened
to their looks? Pat was just the opposite. The time was
beneficial."

"This might be a little personal, but did she suck cock
as well as she does now?" I queried.

"Pat has always been a great cock sucker. I think
everybody liked Pat, guys and girls. You know Pat was
elected to the homecoming court. I think cock sucking
had something to do with the voting." Gary replied.

"Why did you two break up?" I asked.

Gary replied, "Well, we weren't exactly a couple. We
just sucked and fucked each other, but you know the
saying "Time changes – People change". It was sorta like
that, but Pat is a great friend. Pat has always been the
leader of the pack, the Alpha, and everyone naturally
gravitates in that direction. I guess it's just looks,
charisma or force of will, something.

"Pat can dominate a friendship or relationship pretty
intensely. Pat's just made that way. It takes a special
person with just the right blend of smarts and
willingness to give up control to get close to Pat."

My brain ran through our conversation with Pat last week
and it sounded just like Kathy and a little like myself.
My mind was swirling with thoughts like we could be in
real trouble if we get any deeper into this situation.

Gary and I headed back from lunch and I thanked him for
all the information as we returned to our offices.

About an hour before quitting time, my office phone rang
and it was Kathy. She said, "I want you to park across
the street from the house when you come home today.
You're not going to be late? Are you?"

I replied, "No, right now I don't have anything that'll
keep me late. I should be home on time. Why?"

"You'll see when you get home, but text me when you
leave." was the answer.

Well, I left work on time and traffic wasn't bad, so I
was home in about 20 minutes. Just before pulling into
the driveway, I remembered that I was instructed to park
across the street. Our home has a big picture window
that looks out on our street lined with majestic oaks.
Once I was parked and was about to open the door, I
noticed that the d****s of our picture window began to
part about shoulder width. Just then, Kathy stepped into
the lighted space between the d****s and she was
topless. I got out of the car and stood by the door just
watching. She motioned for me to stop.

I did. She began to pinch her nipples and lick them. I
saw her cup first one breast then the other and squeeze
them tightly while pulling her nipples. She pulled her
nipples hard enough to lift her tits up and swung them
like in a tree swaying in a gently breeze. I was
enjoying the show when I noticed the paperboy riding his
bike toward our house. I motioned to Kathy, but she was
too engrossed in her activities.

After throwing the paper, the paperboy did notice. His
eyes were glued to the figure in the window as he ran
into the hedge at the edge of our property and crashed.

I rushed over to check his condition and he said,
"Mister, did you see that lady?"

I replied, "That's no lady. That's my wife."

As I helped him up, I noticed that he had a little boner
on and said, "I see she has the same effect on you as
she does on me." He glance at my crotch noticing my big
bulge then jumped up; mounted his bike and said as he
peddled off, "She's a keeper, Mister."

Indeed, she was. My wife was a keeper. After that day,
our paper was hand delivered to the door. Kathy would
say, "Let me get that." She always wore a shear blouse
without a bra and I noticed she would pinch her nipples
on the way to the door. She always made it a point to
have a short conversation with Dave, our paperboy. Some
days she would drop a piece of paper and bend over so he
could gaze on those lovely titties.

He was usually grasping the front of his pants when he
left our house. I know when he went home it was my
wife's image that he jacked off to by shooting his
virgin load into a towel. Excuse my digression; after
the Dave headed down the street, I entered the front
door. Kathy was totally naked sitting in the overstuffed
chair and she had the monster inserted about 8" deep.

She said, "Are you just gonna stand there? Or are you
gonna come and play?"

I began to walk in her direction and she said, "On your
hands and knees, please."

My cock was throbbing and it was directing my actions as
I crawled over to her. She said, "Lick my legs."

She must have had them waxed that day because they were
so soft as my tongue lapped its way up her snowy
appendages. She spread them wide, so I could get to spot
where her leg connected to her torso. When I licked that
fold, she would moan. I could smell her pussy's scent.
It was intoxicating. I was so fucking hot for her like
an elk in rut.

She fucked herself with the dildo, removed it then
placed it between her legs just like the day before.
Once it was there, sticking straight up glistening with
her wetness, she said, "Honey, if you want to fuck me,
suck this like you want me to suck your cock."

I began to stroke her legs up and down with the back of
my hand and kissed them as softly as I could. Her legs
were soft as cotton candy and tasted as sweet. I licked
the tip of that cock and said, "You smell so good and
taste even better." I slowly slipped that cock into my
mouth and began swirling my tongue around the
circumference to get all her juices off.

She responded, "That's looks real good. I'm getting so
wet just watching you. Suck that big dick. Take it all
the way down. Get all my juice off of it."

After about ten minutes of sucking with intervals on
dildo insertion to renew her wetness on the shaft she
said, "I'm ready for you to fuck me now. Get over by the
couch."

I removed my clothes and knelt on the couch with my ass
facing my wife. Soon I felt the dildo slip past my anal
sphincter. She started working it and it felt
surprisingly not as intrusive as the previous times. The
sensation as it slid in and out and the fullness when it
was deep inside me made me begin to wonder. My cock was
as hard as steel as Kathy continued to work that dildo
in my ass as the room began fading away again.

She exclaimed, "How does it feel?"

Not knowing how I should respond, I said, "It feels Ok."
That was all I could say without betraying my manhood.

My nuts were tingling when she finally climbed on the
two-headed monster to finish up. With her moaning, "Oh,
Honey, it's so much bigger than yours. Fuck me good!"

I could hear her cunt sounds as it squished and sucked
as the dildo slid in and out. She was cumming and
cumming and moaning, "Fucking god, that feels so good.
It's such a big dick. You're so wonderful to fuck me
like this. I love you so much. It makes me so hot for
you. Fuck me harder. Make me cum again."

Encouraged by her excitement, I clenched my ass and
shoved the cock as deep into her as I could. Kathy must
have had twenty orgasms. Finally exhausted, we both
collapsed on the floor.

Between recovery breaths, I asked her, "Did you talk to
Pat again today?"

My wife replied, "Of course, I talked with my mistress."

"Did she make you do this?" I asked.

"She made some suggestions and I did the rest." my wife
responded.

"We need to get her over here for a talk about what's
going on between us, between you and her. When she calls
tomorrow, ask her to come over so we can talk." I said.

My cock was obviously still in need of attention. Kathy
noticed as she looked at it and said, "Get on all fours
and let's give this a try."

She snuggled up next to me, her right hand took hold of
the dildo and began sliding it in and out of my ass
while her left hand took a firm grasp of my cock and
began a synchronized motion. I was amazed at how good it
felt.

Soon I could feel the building of orgasm like a dam
about to burst. I started dripping precum and finally
began to cum. The feeling was nearly as good a when Pat
fucked me. Kathy had a big smile on her face as she
looked at the big puddle of milky release shimmering
below my rapidly shrinking dick. She leaned in a kissed
me saying, "Well, that looks like it felt really good."
And then said, "Do you want to fuck my ass?"

I replied, "I don't know if I can get it up again so
soon."

She smiled and said, "Let me see if I can help with
that." Her head slip under me and began sucking my cock
like a calf in need its mother's milk. Soon her
stimulation began working and my dick was rising again.
She disconnected her mouth from my manhood and began
scooping up my cum. She took a big lick and said, "We
can't waste this." As she offered me the rest.

Kathy knelt on the floor on all fours as I slid up next
to her beautiful creamy white cheeks and slipping my
cock between them. She said, "Here, use some of this
lube. It worked pretty well on your butt."

I greased up my pole and began to insert it into a place
on my wife I'd never been before. The feeling was
wonderfully tight like fucking a virgin again. Once
inside, I began sliding my cock in and out slowly and
she began moaning saying, "Oh, oh, oh my god, I can feel
it stretching my pussy too. It feels so good. Rub my
clit."

I licked my fingers; reached around and under her and
found the right spot. I began with a slow rotation.

She replied, "How does it feel? My mistress said this
would feel great for you. Does it?"

It was a feeling sort of like when Pat sat motionless on
my cock and made me cum except this tighter. I replied,
"Yes, it feels great. You're so tight like my first
fuck."

I could feel the urge building as it weld up from my
depths and a short time later I rammed my cock deep into
her butt and came with several uncontrollable jerks and
spasms. I pulled out and lay there exhausted.

Kathy asked, "Was that as good for you as it was for
me?"

I replied, "Did you like it?"

"Yes, but I'd like you to lick your cum off." she said.

She spread cheeks and I saw my deposit oozing from her.
The sensation had felt so good – how could I refuse? My
tongue was between her cheeks as quick as a duck on a
June bug. After I had completed that task, she decided
that we needed to rest for the remainder of the evening.

***

The next evening when I arrived home, Kathy was on the
phone. I assumed it was Pat.

My wife said, "My mistress wants to talk with us. I'll
put her on the speaker phone."

I heard the familiar voice then it said, "I want both of
you to take your clothes off and sit opposite from each
other in the living room. Do it now!"

I looked at my wife and raised my eyebrow as to say, "Is
she serious?" Kathy nodded and began taking her clothes
off. I figured – what the hell – and began removing
mine, too.

My wife said, "My mistress, we're both naked and sitting
in our places."

Pat's voice said, "My little cunt, I want you to go to
the front door, open it and retrieve the package that's
on your porch."

I hadn't seen a package on the porch when I came in a
few minutes earlier, but sure enough, Kathy returned
with a box that was about 12"x 24".

Pat's voice said, "Open it and tell me what you see in
there."

My wife ripped into the box like a k** at Christmas.
Once it was open, my wife said, "It something that looks
like clips, a ball with a strap, a couple dildos,
handcuffs and a bunch of things that I don't what they
are."

The voice on the phone said, "Have your husband find the
cuffs and cuff you to the living room columns. Do it
now!"

I found the cuffs and Kathy was already standing by the
columns with her hands behind her back like she was
really anxious to proceed. I cuffed her securely to the
columns.

The voice on the phone said, "Have your husband find the
clips that are flat and connected with a chain. Do it,
hurry!"

I began rummaging around in the box found some clips
that had a chain connecting them.

Pat then said, "Attach a clip to each of my little
cunt's nipples."

"There's no fucking way. I'm not doing that!" I
exclaimed.

My wife looked at me and said, "If my mistress wants you
to do it, I want you to do it."

Pat's voice said, "Very good, my little cunt. You're a
good student. That's the correct answer."

I said reluctantly, "Are you sure this is what you
want?"

Kathy replied, "Yes, I've been doing this for a week
except using my fingers."

I took these things that looked like 1" alligator clips
except they were flat where they clamped together. The
spring tension was pretty strong for something that
small. I opened the first clip wide enough to slip over
my wife's erect nipple and slowly released the tension.

Kathy cried, "Oh, god, it hurts." and shuttered with an
orgasm that ran down her leg. "Do the other one hurry!"
were the next words out of her mouth.

I reluctantly proceeded and attached the other clip. My
wife had another orgasm and began to moan, "It hurts so
much, but it hurts so good."

The voice said, "There are two small separate clips just
like the ones with the chain. Get those."

I found them and I replied, "I have them."

The voice said, "Have my little cunt spread her legs and
attach a clip on each of her lips."

I looked up at my wife and she just nodded her head. I
attached the first clip and she screamed, "Oh, no. No
more."

The voice on the phone commanded, "Put the other one on
now, my two-legged dildo."

Kathy was just moaning something incomprehensible so per
her last understandable instructions, I attached the
second clip. My cock was steel. Was I enjoying hurting
my wife like this? Was I becoming a sick fuck like Pat?
I don't know if it was my wife being pain or just being
so pliable to Pat's voice and commands, but this was
making me so hard.

My wife let out another scream and came again. The voice
said, "Get the dildo out of the box, suck on it until
it's good and wet then fuck her with it."

I found an 8" one. I began licking it up and down and
sliding it in and out of my mouth. This must have been
an expensive one because it felt just like a real cock.
I placed it at the entrance to her pleasure cave and
began to push it slowly. She immediately had another
orgasm. Slowly it went in and once fully inserted, I
began a steady in and out rhythm. My wife seemed to cum
every one or two minutes. Her juices were flowing in a
cascade down her legs.

Pat's voice said, "There's another dildo in the box for
you. I want you to put it in your ass and fuck yourself
while you keep fucking my little cunt."

I found it and began to lick and suck it until it was
really wet. I sat on it and it slipped right in my ass.
It had a suction cup that stuck to our hardwood floor
nicely. I began to go up and down on it as I returned to
fucking my wife with the dildo in her cunt. She was
cumming non-stop now and my nuts were feeling real good,
too, as my cock began leaking precum again.

The voice said, "OK, that's all for tonight. You may
return to normal." There was a click and she was gone.

I removed the clips from her pussy and tits and unlocked
the cuffs. I slowly removed the dildo from her cunt. My
wife let out a gasp of ecstasy relief and collapsed to
the floor. She reached around me and pulled the dildo
out of my ass.

After expending all that energy, we just laid there on
the floor. My cock was still hard. I was so fucking
horny that my mind was schizophrenic. I could smell the
sweet scent of her pussy and maybe it was just because I
was so close to something I had had and now couldn't
have. I felt like Adam in the Garden of Eden. Whatever
it was – I lost it. I told her I'm going to fuck you now
and I don't care if Pat knows. I shoved my cock deep
into cunt.

Kathy struggled trying to fight me off and protested
saying, "No, don't do this! Please stop! Don't cum
inside me – please don't.

I finally pinned her down a fucked the shit out of her.
I came with a torrent of semen in a few minutes. I told
her, "You better not say anything to Pat, your mistress,
about this." Technically, I guess that I had just ****d
my wife.

The next day, I woke up feeling bad about what I'd done,
but damn it, she was my wife and I had some ownership in
her body, too. I looked at my lovely wife and said, "I'm
so sorry about last night. I just lost it. It won't
happen again."

Kathy said, "That's OK. It's over now. We just need to
move on."

As I left for work, I told my wife to make sure Pat came
over so we all could talk again.

When I arrived home that evening, I noticed Pat's beat
up piece of shit car parked on the street. I pulled into
the driveway and headed to the front door determined I
was going to stop whatever was going on between Pat and
Kathy.

I stepped into the foyer and announced, "I'm home."

From the living room, I heard a collective, "We're in
here."

I walked in the living room and sitting on the couch
were Pat and my wife – naked. They stood up as Pat put
her arm around Kathy, she said, "Doesn't my little cunt
look stunning?"

Kathy did look great. Her lips had the fire engine
lipstick that Pat wore the first time we saw her and the
same for her nails and toes. Her hair shimmered in the
light as Pat gently stroked it. Her nipples were hard,
puffy and erect. Pat reached over and tweaked one, which
sent a shiver through my wife. She had that orgasmic
glow on her face. I could see the two-headed dildo
sticking out of her pussy. She was so wet that juice was
dripping off the other head.

Before I could answer Pat said, "Why don't you take a
seat in that overstuffed chair and we'll sit here?

As both of those beautiful women sat down, they spread
their legs to give me a full view of their precious gift
that was cradled at the apex of their legs. Kathy's was
full with the dildo, but Pat's was damp with wetness
that had run down her leg headed toward her butt. Pat
reached over and gave the dildo a twist, which caused my
wife to squirm; then she just began to slide it in and
out of my wife's twat very slowly.

"Does it bother you – the fact that I have control of
your wife and her pussy? I have been nice enough to let
you fuck her mouth and ass." Pat growled. "I heard you
enjoyed fucking her ass. And her mouth – wasn't it nice
slipping your cock all the way down her throat so you
could cum inside her just like it was her cunt? You know
you liked it. I would say you LOVED it. You sick
bastard."

Summing up all my manliness, I responded, "Who the fuck
are you and what have you done to my wife?"

Pat responded, "I haven't done anything to your wife.
I've just shown her the joy of knowing her body and the
freedom that "giving in" allows. I'm also the person you
both belong to now."

Kathy looked at me with those big blues and said,
"Honey, just take your clothes off. It'll be worth it."

"Can you hear yourself? What kind of fucking control
does this bitch have over you?" I replied.

In a softer tone, Pat said, "Now, now, let's not get
nasty. Just look at this dildo in your wife's pussy. See
how wet it is for you. She wants you to suck her wetness
off of this thing. I hear you've been doing a great job
so far. Come on, your wife needs you to do this for
her."

I looked at Kathy and a tear ran down her cheek as she
said, "Please, Honey, we've always done everything
together. Please."

Kathy knew I couldn't resist her tears. I removed my
clothes and crawled over to the dildo between my wife's
legs and began to lick it.

Pat said, "Let me turn it around. This end is wetter and
tastes better."

Pat watched and would commented, "If this was a real
cock, you could pull the foreskin back and work the head
real good with lots of spit. How does it feel in your
mouth?" as she looked at me on my knees sucking this
giant dildo drenched with my wife's juices.

Pat snapped, "I asked you a question. Answer me!"

I stammered, "It tastes and feels good."

"What do you like about it?" she replied.

"The way if fills up my mouth," I responded.

"What do you like about women?" Pat queried.

In between sucking the cock, I responded, "Oh lots of
things. I love their long silky hair, their soft skin,
their breasts and how they come in all different sizes
and types. You know like your breasts are perfectly
rounded and Kathy's are pear-shaped and how her nipples
point up while yours point out.

I love their pussies. How the lips can be big or small,
their clits can be small or almost cock like. Plus they
get to wear really soft and sexy clothes, but the most
important thing, I think, is that they can suck a cock
or get fucked anytime they want it. All they have to do
is ask any guy and most will drop their pants on the
spot."

Pat asked, "Do you watch any gay porn?"

I replied, "Hell no. The site of seeing a guy sucking
another guy's dick makes me sick. I don't like seeing
them kissing or holding hands. It all bothers me. But I
do like watching women suck cock. The way their lips and
tongue work the head, shaft and balls that gets me hot."

Pat peppered a few more questions, "If I filmed you
sucking Gary's cock, would seeing that disgust you? So
when you suck Gary's cock what's going through your
mind? Do you think you're a guy or girl sucking this
cock?"

I replied, "When I'm sucking his cock, it's like I'm
having an out of body experience and I'm not a guy. I'm
just me, my consciousness. My tongue and mouth are just
doing what I know feels good."

Pat replied, "Sounds like you've thought about this a
lot more than normal. Enough conversation already." Pat
spread her legs and said, "I want you to eat my pussy."

I dove in and began eating like a starving dog on a
steak. She had two handfuls of hair as she ground her
cunt into my face until she shuttered through several
orgasms.

Kathy was still sitting there quietly watching with that
huge dildo in her cunt and her juices just dripping from
the unencumbered end. I think it must have taking root.

Pat said, "Do you want to grow a bigger cock so you can
satisfy your wife now?" She reached down and took my
hand while making that statement.

I said, "I think most guys want a bigger dick."

"I have some medicine that's guaranteed to make yours
bigger plus charge up your sex life." she declared.
Continuing she said, "I date three different doctors and
I get free stuff."

"How many of them are you fucking?" I responded.

Pat replied, "You better watch yourself because you're
pretty close to being punished, but the answer is one –
for now."

Pat reached down in her bag of stuff and found the pump
bottle. She said, "This is a 30 day supply. You need to
have Kathy rub this on your shoulders twice a day, but
she has to use these gloves. Take your shirt off and
I'll show her how it's done."

After I had removed my shirt, Pat slipped the gloves on
and squirted a gel on my shoulders. It was a cooling
sensation as she rubbed it into my skin. When she was
finished, she said, "That's all there's to it. Kathy,
you have to do this twice a day just like I showed you
and make sure you wear these gloves. I'm going to the
kitchen and wash my hands off. I'll be right back, so do
go anywhere."

She stood up and headed for our kitchen.

I looked at my wife and said, "What the fuck are we
doing? She's taking over of lives?"

Kathy looked down at me and said, "I really like it. I
don't have any choices to worry about. All I have to do
is do what she says and she makes me feels so good.
She's becoming very important to me. Honey, you'll grow
to love her, too. We can make this work."

At that moment, I knew I'd lost my wife to Pat and the
only way I could keep Kathy in my life was to submit to
Pat's orders. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

Pat re-entered from the kitchen. She handed the gloves
to Kathy and said, "My little cunt will make sure you
get a rub down twice a day from now on. Won't you?"

My wife replied, "Yes, my mistress."

Pat rummaged around in her bag and pulled out the
handcuffs then looking at me she said, "We need to
restrain you, so my sweetness and I can play with you
and give you some pleasure, too."

Pat led me over to the columns and cuffed my hands
around them behind my back so that I was facing out
toward the living room. She then did some cuffs on my
ankles as well and said in a very serious tone, "Now
that we have you secured, I have a few questions to ask
you. You need to tell me the truth. I have a guiding
principle and it's "Honesty".

"I want nothing to do with anyone who lies to me and I
have stuck with that premise throughout my life. I have
tried to be scrupulously honest in all of my dealings
with other people. The reason I'm telling you this is
that this is a major thing for me. Honesty will be the
foundation on which our relationship – Kathy, yours and
mine – is built. Do you understand?"

I replied, "Yes, that sounds reasonable."

Pat retorted, "Yes, your lady."

I replied, "Yes, that sounds reasonable, your lady."

My lady then asked, "Did you fuck my little cunt last
night?"

I hesitated and looked at Kathy. Her eyes were looking
downward toward the floor and I said, "God damn it! I
told you not to tell her!"

My lady had a scowl come over her face and she said,
"She didn't say anything about it. Before you got home,
I ate her out and I tasted your cum in her pussy. You
know that her pussy is mine and yet you chose to fuck it
any way. You will have to be punished and learn to
respect my property."

She walked over to me and attached what looked like
binder clips to my scrotum. It hurt like hell and then
Pat took two more and put those on my nipples, which
hurt even more than the ones on my jewels. She looked at
me and said, "Will you respect my property and not touch
her except when I tell you?"

"Yes, your lady. I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

My lady replied, "I know you won't." as she attached two
more clips to my cock. The pain was getting pretty
intense. Pat looked at my wife and said, "We can leave
him here for now and he can watch ME fuck you."

Pat had my wife lie down as she produced a thick 10"
strap-on cock from her bag. She adeptly attached to it
herself like I assumed she had done many times before.
She pulled the two-headed dildo out of my wife's cunt
and immediately began slamming that cock into her. Kathy
screamed, "That hurts, please, not so hard, my
mistress."

Pat snarled, "This is your punishment for not telling me
he fucked you, my little cunt. Your pussy is mine and
mine alone. You can only give it away if I tell you. Do
you understand?"

My wife cried, "Yes, my mistress, whatever you say." Pat
continued to rip into Kathy's cunt with that big cock
for about ten minutes. Pat pulled out and began to walk
in my direction as my wife was crying just quivering
with fear or maybe a couple orgasms. A little trickle of
blood ran down her leg from Pat's assault.

She sneered, "Kneel down and suck this cunt juice off."

It was difficult with the cuffs on, but I managed to get
in a kneeling position and Pat rammed her temporary
appendage into my mouth and shouting at me, "Suck it,
lick it, take it all the way in your mouth. I knew you
wanted to be a cocksucker the first time I saw you. You
love cock. You love how it feels in your mouth – its
heat, the throbbing. You love the feel of cum in your
mouth. You crave the taste of cum. You love swallowing
it – the way it trickles down your throat. You need to
drink cum every day. Don't you? Answer me! Don't you?"

She pulled that rubber cock out of my mouth and I was in
no position to argue and answered, "Yes, your lady."

Pat walked over to her bag, rummaged around and produced
a plastic object. She walked over to me and removed the
clips from my nuts and cock. She said, "I always knew
you wouldn't be able to keep your cock out of my little
girl, so I'll just have to lock you up." She slipped a
ring behind my nuts and slid a contraption over my cock
and locked the pieces together with a small Master lock.
She took the key on a chain and placed it around her
neck and said, "From now on, I'm the only one who can
let your cock out. It belongs to me just like your
wife's pussy."

Pat turned and looked at my wife still curled up in the
fetal position watching her husband being violated by
this woman who had inserted herself into our lives, not
to mention several other things. Pat said, "Listen to
these instructions. I'm going to leave this play thing
with you. You will fuck his ass daily for at least ten
minutes longer if he begs you to not to stop. Do you
understand my instructions? I'll know if don't do it, so
don't make me punish you again because it'll be worse
than today."

My wife responded, "Yes, my mistress, I understand."

After Pat had dressed, she threw the handcuff keys to my
wife and left.

We had entered a new realm of depravity.