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Lucy's husbands first time Part 1 "C'mon honey' time to wake up!" I heard my wife's voice ring out beside me. My head was groggy and I could feel a dull throb like a headache that was just beginning to subside. I felt as though I had a skin full last night, with a dry throat and a slightly queasy feeling in my stomach. "Hey, wake up... I need to talk to you baby!" I slowly opened my eyes, cringing at the sunlight streaming in through the open curtains of our bedroom window. As my eyes adjusted, I could see Lucy, my wife, standing beside our bed with a broad smile on her face. She had on a pink halter top with a short, floaty white cotton skirt flapping about her beautiful bare legs. Her dirty blonde hair hung in cute little ringlets about her shoulders, perfectly framing her mischievously smiling face. "Hi baby," she said to me in her bright and playful tone. I wondered why she was in such a good mood this morning, as I tried to recall exactly what I had been doing last night. "Trying to remember what happened last night are ya?" She knelt down beside the bed, the smirk on her face growing as she came closer. Her brow furrowed a little as she leant in to stroke my forehead. "Awww... don't you worry yourself about it too much now, you just lay there and relax while I refresh your memory." "Well... I went out with the girls as usual for a Saturday night, and you had already settled yourself in the study for an evening doing whatever it is you like to get up to in there" she shook her head in a playful way as she said this, and I really didn't like her sarcastic tone. "What you didn't know, was that I had made a little addition the ice you like to put in your drinks while holed up in there. Yes, I replaced the ice cubes in the freezer with some I made with a little added ingredient." Lucy paused for a minute, seemingly amused by the expression of bewilderment on my face. "Yes darling, I drugged you! Nothing too strong, I am sure you would have just thought the drink was hitting you a bit heavily to begin with, but when I came home at two o'clock this morning, you were firmly passed out on the study floor, and nothing was going to wake you. I had a VERY interesting night checking out those websites you had been looking at. I checked through all of those supposedly hidden bookmarks, and found a lot of stories you obviously thought were special enough to download and save! My little husband does have some dark secrets now doesn't he?" I could hardly believe this was real. I was so careful to protect everything on my PC, how could I have known Lucy would ever scheme to make sure she had access to it while everything was completely unprotected? "Lucy... you have to understand that a lot of malicious programs can do things to your PC, just because you found what looked like..." She quickly cut me short, a slightly harsher tone to her voice. "Oh no dear! You can give up on trying to make me swallow any fanciful excuses, I was not born yesterday, and you have been well and truly caught my darling!" "Why would you... I have always trusted you..." I stammered, shakily getting up out of bed. Lucy walked over to me and held her fingers over my lips "Shhh now. It's ok... I'm not mad with you. But I want you to listen to me for a minute." She sat down on the bed and patted beside her. Not knowing what was going to happen next, I sat down next to her, not able to bring my gaze up to meet hers. I knew all too well what she must have seen on my PC, and my shame before my wife was overwhelming. "We both know that things haven't been right between us for a while. Why else would you decide to isolate yourself, stuck in that study while your wife has to go out alone of an evening? And I think we both know that I have been coming home later and later recently for a reason." I groaned, fearing that Lucy was about to confirm my darkest suspicions. I had been spending so much time getting my rocks off on internet porn; she had been going out to find her own satisfaction elsewhere. She continued... "You can't honestly be surprised that I am going to tell you I have found myself a lover, you haven't shown enough interest in me for months. I virtually had to beg to get you to sleep with me last weekend, and it's been that way for a while.... TOO long!" "So now I know that you get your kicks reading about and watching woman who feminize and abuse their husbands, reading tales of wives who cuckold their husbands with their lovers, and who turn their men into submissive little sissies, all too ready to take on the female role in lovemaking. And this is why you haven't had the time to think about my needs." My face fell into my hands. What could I possibly say to make this ok? I wanted to be angry with her, to tell her that she shouldn't dare be unfaithful to me, but my shame was too great for me to take the upper hand here, and somewhere deep down I had already been more than just suspicious about her infidelity. It was true that time and time again I read stories where the unfaithful wife would take lovers in front of her husband for their mutual enjoyment, but those were fantasies, and the reality before me was a very different thing. "Now what I need you to understand my sissy little husband, is that I have already made certain decisions about how our relationship is going to go on from here. You have two choices now. Either you leave me, or you stay and you play the game by MY rules. And yes my dear, I do want to have my cake and eat it. And I am sure you will find that the deal isn't so bad from your point of view, at least if the pages and pages of stories I found on your PC are anything to go by. Barely suppressing tears, I raised my face to look into Lucy's eyes. "What do you want me to do?" I asked. Lucy stood from the bed and walked towards the door, turning to talk to me again as she turned the door handle and opened it. "For today, I just need you to think about what I have told you. I am going into town for a while, you probably need to sleep off those drugs a little more, and I want you to have time to think very carefully about the choice I have given you. Leave, or stay on my terms, and no arguments. And just in case you scramble for your PC to erase all the evidence you can the moment I leave the house, I have the entire hard drive backed up somewhere you won't find, AND I am taking all the keys to the study with me. Now why don't you try to get some rest?" With that she walked out to the landing, and moments later I heard the front door shut behind her. I lay back down on the bed, still groggy, and contemplated what Lucy had said. I wasn't sure if I could manipulate my way out of this; she seemed fairly certain, and more than anything else I was sure that I didn't want to leave her. I loved her deeply, even though I had stopped getting my sexual pleasure from straight sex with my wife, I adored her and wanted more than anything else to remain married to her. Over the next week our lives were relatively normal. A few times I tried to discuss the situation with Lucy, but each time she would sternly remind me that I had a choice to make, and there was no point in discussing things because her mind was firmly made up. I still went to work as usual, and Lucy still did the same, except of course that she would most often stay out late after work and only return, sometimes drunk, after she had been getting up to god knows what for hours on end. Even in the weeks leading up to her weekend discovery, she had never been absent from our home quite that often. It seemed she considered my no longer secret fantasies to be a license to behave in any way she wanted. It was on the early hours of the following Saturday morning that I lay awake waiting for Lucy to come home once again, having decided to tell her that I was staying with her no matter what, and that I still loved her more than anything. It was nearly one o clock in the morning when I heard a car pull up outside, a few voices echoing in the night, followed by a key in the front door. I heard Lucy stumbling about downstairs a little and realise she must be pretty hammered. It was another few minutes before the bedroom door inched open and I saw Lucy framed in the light from the hall. Her makeup was smeared and she looked weary. She noticed I was awake and smiled a little as she made her way over to her side of the bed. She kicked her shoes off and turned to me, her black camisole top and short denim skirt both looking a little dishevelled. "Still up honey?" she said in a disinterested fashion. "I have been waiting for you," I said with a solemn edge to my voice. "Oh yes?" she replied, still with disinterest. I continued on to tell her that I wanted to stay with her above all, and that I still loved her, and that I hoped she would still give me a chance to prove I can be a great husband for her, and treat her as she deserves. "So you chose to stay with me and accept the conditions?" She fixed her gaze on mine and waited for an answer. I told her that I would accept her conditions, and she smiled and seemed almost excited by the revelation. I began to speak again but she cut me off immediately... "I am not going to go round in circles discussing this with you, if you accept then that's it... no more need for discussion and we stay together under my terms. There is no room for negotiation." I acquiesced and told her that I would play the game her way, and there would be no arguments. Lucy's smile reappeared and she jumped onto the bed beside me, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply. I felt relieved that she was affectionate towards me again as it had been some while now, although I still felt trepidation about exactly what this was all going to mean. Lucy's mouth tasted of alcohol, and something else. She pulled her mouth from mine with a lewd smile on her face and then moved back in, kissing me deeply once again, intertwining her tongue with mine. There was something distinctly clammy about her kiss, and I was already beginning to guess what it might be when she pulled away from me and said "that's David's cock you can taste, I sucked him for a while on the way home, but he couldn't cum so soon after making love to me at his place." Lucy moved closer to me, almost pinning my body to the bed with hers. "You had better get used to this baby, it's a taste of how things are going to be from now on, and it's nothing compared to some of the dirty things the guys get up to in those stories you like so much." I didn't think there was any point in protesting given the circumstances, and despite my reservations over the differences between a fantasy in a story and real life; I was harder than I had been from kissing Lucy for longer than I could remember. Lucy pushed her tongue into my mouth once again, reaching down beneath the bed sheets and wrapping one hand around my growing cock. "Hmmm, I think you like the way I taste after I've been sucking David. Do you?" She moved back and looked into my eyes, mere inches from my face. "Don't bother to answer, it doesn't really matter anyway!" Lucy came in to kiss me again, slowly jacking my cock backwards and forwards. "Now we know how things are going to be, I don't want to waste any time. I am going to make you eat your cum tonight, and tomorrow you are going to suck your first cock!" Any protest I might have made was drown in Lucy's fervent kissing. Having felt too ashamed to watch porn and masturbate for days now, after just a few minutes I felt myself tense and shoot my load. Lucy quickly cupped her hand under me and caught most of my cum in her palm. "I think I am being quite kind to you darling husband, giving you such a gentle introduction into your new sexuality. With what I have planned, you will soon consider drinking your own cum from my hand to be such a boring waste of time compared to what you could be doing with that mouth of yours." In my un aroused post orgasmic state, I didn't find this very exciting, but knew much better than to try to resist as Lucy brought her hand to my lips and slowly rubbed my cum around them, slipping her fingers into my mouth, filling it with a slightly acrid and bitter taste. As she rubbed more and more of the cum into my mouth, I began to swallow, and found some of the thick globs quite a struggle to get down my throat. Shortly after that we both curled up to sleep. Lucy was clearly already satisfied from her time with her lover, and didn't seem to have any thoughts of receiving satisfaction from me. I drifted off to sleep with the taste of my cum in my mouth, wondering exactly what Lucy had planned for tomorrow. Part 2 The next day went by fairly quickly as I could think of nothing but what Lucy planned for the evening. It was seven when she told me I was to come with her into the bathroom to get ready. I had a pretty good idea of what she was about to do, and it turned out my idea was quite close to the truth as over the next hour I was showered and shaved very closely. I have never been very hairy, so it didn't take all that long to remove my body hair with Lucy's razor. She commented that she couldn't shift every trace of stubble on some parts of my chin, but that some good foundation would take care of that. When Lucy was done shaving me, she rubbed some coconut smelling body oil all over me; it felt immensely sexy as her hands covered my every curve. Soon, Lucy led me into our bedroom as she spoke to me. "There are a few key things I want you to remember tonight. I am sure you will have fun, but this is just a stage we have to go through, it's not really part of the fun I intend to have as things develop. I have worked very hard to arrange this for you my sweet husband, and I am making things very easy in a way. Don't misunderstand, you are going to do some very dirty things and you might struggle with some of them, but I am going to help you by making sure you don't have a choice on whether you go through with this or not, so you don't have to struggle with your conscience. One day you will thank me for doing this for you." Some lingerie was laid out on our bed, and some chains and leather straps were nestled just at the foot of it. I knew that if I wanted to change my mind I had better do it very soon, but the body lotion rub in the bathroom had left me aroused, and there was still no need for me to deliberate over whether or not I wanted to be with Lucy; I wouldn't choose to leave her under any circumstances. Not speaking, but offering me the occasional nod or smile of encouragement, Lucy dressed me in a lacy red babydoll with ruffled wide cut panties. I loved the silky material cascading around my torso as Lucy turned me to face away from her and helped me into sheer black hold up stockings with lacy tops. The feeling of the stocking against my bare skin was electric. "I don't want to waste time, so we will have to do a quick job on your makeup," Lucy said to me, taking me by the hand and sitting me down in front of her dresser. Quickly but skilfully, Lucy applied thick foundation, heavy blue eye shadow and very thick mascara. She topped this off with some light pink blush, thick red lipstick and shimmering lip gloss. My reflection in the mirror showed my maleness still somewhat apparent through a typical heavier jaw and other un feminine features, but it was not all that apparent, and one way or another, I definitely had the face of a slut. As I gawped at my reflection, Lucy came up behind me with a long platinum blonde wig. She centred it on my head and then smoothed the luxurious curls around my shoulders. I was feeling so feminine and sexy; I began to wonder why I had never taken my sissy fantasies into reality before. "Just one more touch and then you are done." Lucy pulled a pearl necklace from a drawer and wrapped it around my neck; I thought I looked like a slightly old style porn starlet. "I need you to come over and kneel by the bed now honey. And you do not want to see my reaction if you give me the very slightest sign of cold feet. I am enjoying myself, and the little tent you have made in your panties tells me that you love it too. We just need to make sure your nerves don't take over." I knelt in front of our bed, and Lucy turned me around so I faced away from it and towards the dresser. Then she knelt behind me and took some heavy looking cuffs from the floor. She fit them around my ankles, and I quickly found that the heavy metal bar between them allowed very little movement, securely holding my ankles about six inches apart. Lucy quickly followed this with some handcuffs, asking me to hold my hands behind my back before she secured them around my wrists, immobilising my hands. To complete the ensemble, Lucy connected a chain from my handcuffs to the bar between my ankle cuffs. I felt incredibly vulnerable, but still so sexy. I could see the glistening of my shiny red lips in the dresser mirror before me; they looked like cock sucking lips. "I need you to wait here while I go and get ready now." Lucy giggled a little and then added, "Not that you have much choice. I will see you in a little while." With that she exited our bedroom and shut the door behind her. Moments later I heard loud music coming from our stereo downstairs. I struggled to listen to glean an insight into what my wife was doing now, but I could hear nothing over the music. I tried to listen for our doorbell as it was quite obvious to me that we would have at least one visitor anytime now, but it was no use. I lost track of time a little, but it was about a half hour later that my wife stepped back into the room, and my wrists were already becoming more than a little numb. She was wearing a black leather corset with a g string and black stockings, shiny high stiletto heels finishing off her outfit. Her hair was tied back tightly into a high pony tail. I had never seen her looking anything like this before. She quickly moved to kneel behind me, reached her left hand around to squeeze my left nipple, and her right hand down to rub the front of my panties. I felt so hot at her touch. "I hope you're ready baby," she breathed into my ear. "I am still worried about my poor little sissy husband having to struggle with his conscience, so a man is going to come in here in a moment, and he will be wearing a mask. Now, I know you will have some difficulty admitting to yourself that you are really bisexual, so just concentrate on the cock. There is no need for you to think about the man behind it when you don't even know who it is." Lucy was rubbing my cock harder now through my panties, and she craned her neck around and kissed me deeply. She had me so turned on I thought I would do just about anything she asked right now. A shadow fell across me and I realised that while Lucy was kissing me I had failed to notice our guest step into the room. I saw a fairly well muscled pair of legs just inches in front of me topped with leather briefs. Lucy moved away and I looked up to see a medium sized but quite heavily muscled man wearing something like a leather gimp mask. He moved in closer very suddenly and I felt the bulge beneath his leather pants pushing against my nose. I backed off a little but found it hurt when I tried to shuffle backwards. I didn't feel like I wanted to get any closer to any part of this man, let alone the firm flesh he had just pressed into my face. "Now honey, we have talked about this!" Lucy said to me sternly. "Don't worry baby, I know it must seem like a very big thing for you. But I am here to help you." Lucy knelt beside me and looked up at our masked companion. "Don't worry, you'll get yours, but I think I have to help him a bit." She ran her hands up to his nipples, circled them a couple of times and then slowly traced them down to the waist band of his leather briefs. She looked sideways at me for a second and then slowly eased his briefs down over his cock. I have to admit I was impressed. His meat was already hanging down about seven inches and clearly wasn't all that hard yet. He was quite hairy, and I wasn't sure what I thought about that, and his large balls hung heavy behind his cock. Lucy leaned in and licked the uncircumcised head of his cock a couple of times. "You need to get into the spirit of things honey, we don't have all day," she said to me, as she continued to entice the rapidly hardening cock with her little pink tongue. She reached beneath for his balls with her left hand as she began to jack his cock back and forth with the head of it between her lips. He had reached about nine inches and now looked hard as steel. "Your turn soon honey." Lucy turned to me and kissed me and I could detect the overpowering taste of this mans cock sweat on her lips. I guessed that the leather briefs did nothing to help reduce the pungent odour. She continued to kiss me deeply while still jerking on his cock. "I want you to suck dick now baby!" she said to me as she pulled her head away and moved behind me, once again toying with my nipples and rubbing my now hard cock through my panties. I knew what was supposed to happen, and why we were here, but I still couldn't bring myself to do it. I saw the mans hard cock pointing directly at me, the skin now pulled back away from his large purple head. "You are making me angry now!" Lucy said with no shortness of impatience in her voice. "I am trying very hard to break you gently, now come on." She beckoned the man forwards and he shuffled closer to me. Lucy took her hand from my nipples and used it to bring his cock head to my lips. She rubbed it back and forth very slowly, and his smell pervaded my nostrils; pungent sweat from a man's cock filling my senses. With surprising brutality, Lucy took her other hand and firmly grasped my nose, clenching my nostrils closed. Being unprepared for this I opened my mouth to breathe almost immediately, and straight away felt hard cock being pushed between my lips. My tongue was enveloped by a salty taste and my mouth felt stretched as the cock moved towards my throat. I was soon gagging as Lucy released my nose and I tried furiously to catch my breath. As I struggled, the man began to slide his cock in and out of my mouth, always stopping just short of pushing into my throat. I was disoriented and a little shocked, but I couldn't say the sensation of soft skin over rock hard flesh sliding back and forth over my tongue was at all repulsive. There was something very dirty buy very sexy about the salty sweaty flavour this cock was spreading all over my mouth. I pulled my head back and felt drool running over my lips. Lucy was rubbing my cock again and whispering to me that she was so very proud. The nine inch cock seemed to tower in front of my face, and I could see streaks of my bright red lipstick running down its sides. My inhibitions were rapidly leaving me, but I still wasn't ready to take a lead in this. Almost as though she sensed my doubts, Lucy took hold of the cock and once again began to run it back and forth over my lips a second time. "I know you loved having this cock in your mouth baby. You can't lie to me, I know!" she exclaimed as she pulled my cock from my panties and began to rub up and down its length. "Oh no, I can tell how excited you are, you little cock whore. I think you have secretly been waiting so long for me to bring this out of you." I didn't exactly share her confidence, but I was hot as hell and loving the feel of the man's soft fleshy glans rubbing my lips. And almost as a revelation to myself, I realise that I wanted that taste in my mouth again. I glanced sideways at Lucy and noticed that she was looking at me with sheer excitement in her eyes. I opened my lips and she sank the cock into my mouth, massaging its length as the head rested on my tongue. "You are going to just love this baby," she said to me while rapidly jerking the cock; I had to move my mouth up and down a little to make sure the head didn't leave my lips. Lucy looked to our mask guest and asked, "Are you ready to cum soon? Please fill my husband's mouth with your thick cum!" Though I was floating in sexual ecstasy, it still struck me that Lucy had said she wanted me to suck cock, and nothing about it cumming in my mouth. At the same time, she seemed so proud of me, and I didn't want to ruin the moment. All contemplation of the event became irrelevant as I felt strong jerking movement at the end of the man's cock, pushing against the roof of my mouth. "Yes, take his cum you fucking slut" Lucy screamed at me, and almost instantaneously I felt a hot, wet spurt hit the back of my throat. The taste was more powerful than my own cum that Lucy had already made me eat. It was tangy but almost kind of sweet at the same time. Lucy stroked his cock again as a few more spurts shot into my mouth, and then she pulled it away from me and jerked the rest of his load over my lips and chin. The smell of cum filled my nostrils and the taste was thick in my throat and my mouth. There was an almost burning saltiness, but the most overpowering sensation was the slimy wetness where spurts of cum had landed on my upper lip and on my chin. "Oh, you are going to be such a dirty little cock slut for me, you sissy little whore," Lucy said as she came in to kiss me. It seemed almost automatic as we swapped the cum between us, and little by little I began to swallow what I could. After I swallowed, the strong taste began to dissipate a little, and I leaned in to lick the very last of the cum from Lucy's lips. "Very good baby, you are half way there now." 'Half way' I thought, but surely I had done everything she asked, and I had no idea what further acts Lucy hoped we would partake in tonight. Seeing my surprise, Lucy stood and stepped back to the dresser. She grasped our masked friend from behind and massaged up and down his chest. "Don't look so shocked you dirty little slut. And there is no point in acting innocent after sucking a man off and swallowing his cum." She seemed to have lost her earlier concern for my struggles with my conscience. "I told you that you were going to suck your first cock today, but I DID NOT say that was all you were going to do." She moved over to lie on the bed, and the masked man followed her and lay on his front in the centre. "My friend here isn't really bisexual, although we have fucked before. He's gay, and that means it takes a little assistance for him to get hard when he is going to fuck a woman, and I want to get fucked by his cock tonight, let's face it, you know it intimately and can imagine how much more pleasurable it must be for me than your mediocre little penis." "You want me to suck him again?" I asked, still quite turned on and now thinking that my wife wanted me to suck this gay man until he could fuck her. "Not quite, but it's nice to know you are so eager to get his cock back between your lips." Lucy smirked as she got up and began to free me from my wrist and ankle cuffs. Only as the blood began to flow again did I realise how numb my hands and feet had become. "You, my perverted little husband, are going to lick his arse until he is hard, and then continue to lick it while he fucks me. He's a dominant gay and he will love your virgin little tongue licking his arsehole while he fucks your wife." I had no idea that Lucy had so much knowledge and so many contacts when it came to the alternative sex scenes. I tended to shy away from sissy stories and porn that involved arse licking; it really did nothing for me. As I slowly stood and regained feeling in my feet, Lucy knelt before me and pulled my cock into her mouth. She didn't suck it, but just kept it there, driving me wild. I began to pump my hips back and forth, now feeling a desperate need to cum. "Uh uh!" Lucy said as she stood and backed away from me. I just wanted to check that you're still feeling like a hot little slut. You heard what I told you to do, that's the deal... now do it! You already agreed to do things by my rules; your chance to back out is long gone." Before I could even open my mouth, she continued... "Get your face down to that mans arse and tongue his hole, or our marriage is over! I made things easy for you earlier, but now it's your turn to show me that you are willing to do what I ask." Softening a little, Lucy walked behind me and reached around to rub my cock again. "And just think little slut, once I have got mine, it might just be your turn to cum." I wanted to orgasm so badly, I felt like I would do almost anything for my wife to make me cum. With a sense of resignation, I crawled onto the bed and positioned my face before the man's upturned arse cheeks. This was a new thing for me, and I didn't know exactly how I would feel about it. I reached my neck forward and pushed my face between his cheeks. I felt the bed move and then saw Lucy crawl up beside me. She clutched one of the man's arse cheeks in each hand and parted them, exposing his puckered anus hidden in the cleft between them. I felt at least a little thankful that he wasn't so hairy back there. It's very hard to find words to explain the sensation the first time you sink your tongue into another mans arse. I could definitely feel the fine hairs on his outer skin, and his anus was almost surprisingly dry and rough feeling. The smell was of sweat and nothing else that I could identify, and the taste incredibly salty but also bitter. Lucy grasped my cock with her right hand while she slipped her left hand behind my head and forcefully pushed it towards the man's arse. As she pushed, my tongue dove deeper and deeper, encountering a more greasy sensation with a taste I could not describe. I don't know how long I was down there running my tongue into this mans anus. "He's hard baby, I think he's going to fuck me now," Lucy said to me, reaching her head over to look at our guest, and smiling as he nodded to her. I moved away from the bed as Lucy lay down, legs spread wide. Moments later she pulled her g string aside as the masked man positioned himself between her legs. She gasped a little as he pushed his cock into her, slowly inching it further and further. Lucy lay back with her eyes wide and began to moan as he sank into her depths. "Do it slut, lick his arse for me now!" she called to me. I stood at the foot of the bed and bent over to put my face back up against his arse. For the second time tonight I pushed my tongue into the rim of his arsehole, surprised at how familiar the taste already seemed. I soon found it very hard work to keep my tongue to his arse as he pushed in and out of my wife, but managed to make sure I stabbed my tongue into it at least each time he pulled out of her pussy. Lucy's cries began to fill the room more and more until I was sure she was cumming. Her breathing was frantic and our guest's moans were almost louder than hers. I suddenly realised that I really held control over how long this went on, and still waiting for my own chance to cum, I decided to end their fucking sooner rather than later. I grasped both hands around the man's waist and did my best to hold him still. I then pushed my tongue as far as I could into his arse as he continued smaller thrusts into my wife. I felt him began to tremble and knew he was about to fill her with his cum. "Yes, fill my fucking pussy, come on, fill it," I heard Lucy pant. A few more frantic thrusts followed, and the man tensed completely and then pulled out of Lucy. "You know what to do you slut" she shouted and me, and I did. I quickly lay down onto my side and took the masked mans softening cock into my mouth, squeezing the last of his cum from its length. Lucy lay panting and began to stroke my forehead beneath my slutty wig, and then told me it was time to clean her out. The man got up from the bed and without hesitation left the room. I guess he had got his and was satisfied. I was far from it and dove into Lucy's cummy pussy with abandon. It was red and raw looking, and the stench of their fucking was strong, but didn't seem anywhere near as extreme to me as it might have before the other debasing acts I had entered into earlier this night. I ran my tongue around her outer lips and then began to circle her clitoris. Very sharply Lucy said to me, "I don't need you to make me cum; that's what I use real men for. I just want you to clean me." Wanting to get on to my chance to orgasm as soon as possible, I complied and continued to lick and suck every bit of cum from Lucy's pussy that I could find. I almost revelled in the depraved act of cleaning up after Lucy fucking in front of me. I was turning into the slut that Lucy kept on calling me. Part 3 "Honey, it's your turn now, come with me to the bathroom and I might let you cum." I practically jumped at this, and quickly followed Lucy as she walked from our bedroom into the bathroom. She kissed me sensuously and told me that she thought I should get used to cumming outside of our bedroom from now on, and that everything would make sense if I just trusted her. She then asked me to wait for her a moment, disappearing through the door onto the landing. "Get into the shower for me honey and then I will come and join you" Lucy called through. Moments later she stepped back into the bathroom with a length of chain with a collar attached to it and a padlock. "You have enjoyed yourself so far haven't you baby?" I nodded to her apprehensively. "So do this last thing for me and you will get your chance to cum." I figured nothing could be more shocking than what I had already been through, and we were alone now so there could be no harm in obeying her. I got into the shower and allowed Lucy to secure the collar around my neck. It struck me that it wasn't like the cheap PVC collars you would find in novelty sex stores, but thick heavy leather that wouldn't be broken. She buckled the collar firmly behind my neck, and then pointed to a metal ring near the bottom of the shower basin that was not there last time I looked. "I have been busy for you baby, I know exactly how a little slut like you needs to be treated from those stories of yours," she said to me as she pulled the chain towards the ring, which was bolted right through the shower tiles and into the wall. "You have been so good for me tonight honey, don't spoil things now," Lucy seemed to pout a little as she said this to me. I allowed her to pull the chain to the ring, and padlock it. I was on my knees in the shower basin with only about twelve inches between me and the ring. I couldn't move my head any higher. Lucy rubbed my still hard cock and tousled my blonde wig as it hung over my back. "Such a sexy little whore," she said to me, "we're about to find out just how dirty you can be!" Lucy kissed me and began to lick around my lips. I was so turned on, although confused and not knowing what to expect now. The doorbell rang out shrill and shocked me from my thoughts. It must be nearly ten, who would call on us so late? "See you later baby" Lucy said before standing and turning off the light. I was in complete darkness as I heard the bathroom door open and shut. Next the front door opened, and then I heard voices. I couldn't count how many, but there were a few people down there. Was this a part of Lucy's game? What was about to happen to me if it was? I couldn't move out of a kneeling position in the shower cubicle, so there I remained in my sexy red baby doll with sheer black stockings, smeared slutty makeup and long blonde wig, the pearl necklace still adorning my neck, but mostly hanging over my back and shoulders in this awkward pose. I could still taste cum and arse in my mouth, but in this predicament all sexual urges were rapidly leaving me, and I just felt very used and very dirty. Was this really what I wanted? I loved Lucy so much, but how far was she going to take things. I knelt there for some time contemplating the situation, getting colder and colder with my long since flaccid cock hanging out of my panties. I could vaguely hear voices downstairs, but couldn't make out anything that was being said. I'm not sure if I fell asleep or just began to drift off, but all of a sudden the light came on and I was blinded by the sudden change from complete darkness. "I want you to meet some of my friends honey!" I heard Lucy exclaim from somewhere behind what seemed to be a small group of people. As my vision cleared I could make out three guys along with the gay guy I had sucked off and licked earlier. They were all about the same age as Lucy and I, and dressed casually. Two of them seemed a little nervous and were shuffling about somewhat, while one of them just had a smirk across his face. The guy from earlier was still wearing his mask. "Don't waste time all of you, just do it. Don't worry about that little bitch, she isn't going anywhere!" Lucy turned to me once again. "This is my lover, David, and these are two of his friends. You already know Ryan here quite well." As she spoke, David and one of his friends positioned themselves in front of the open door to the shower cubicle. Both unzipped their pants at almost the same time, and then pulled their cocks out before me. "They don't want to play with you honey, they are mostly straight, but I have asked them for a very special favour." Lucy left the bathroom, and without warning both of the guys cocks spewed a gushing stream of piss towards me. I was stuck somewhere between wanting to cry out and wanting to try to move away, as two warm streams of piss hit me. One began to soak my wig and the other fell squarely on my face. My shocked mouth had been open but I quickly closed it as the hot salty liquid splashed my teeth and gums. This was something completely unexpected. Not even the most sordid stories I read contained anything like this. What was Lucy thinking? Both piss streams moved lower and quickly soaked my baby doll. Piss was dripping all around me. I think I called for Lucy and shouted out a few times, but everything was a blur and I lost track of what was happening. Over the course of what must have only been a few minutes, all four guys thoroughly soaked me with their piss, until I was left sprawled on the shower cubicle floor with pools of dirty yellow piss all around me. The stench was unbelievable, I was covered all over with the stinking yellow liquid, and much of it had gotten into my mouth and nostrils. I felt so filthy and used; only the most hardcore porn I had ever seen involved a girl in anything like this. As quickly as they came, all the guys filtered out of the bathroom and left me lying, soaked in their urine. Then Lucy came back in, kind of dancing from side to side as she addressed me. "That's it baby, you can cum now. Just feel free to go ahead and jerk your little cock while you lie there in that filth; I don't mind all. Just one more thing though, the rest of the guys have to go now, but David is going to spend the night in our bed. I brought you a little present too." Lucy placed a little speaker on the hamper beside the shower. "This is a baby listener. The other part is right next to our bed, and you can get a very good impression of what David and I are up to in there. Goodnight honey!" "I want you to remember baby, just exactly what kind of a dirty little slut you are, if you jerk off to the sound of another man fucking your wife, while you lay there in your little slut outfit covered in the piss of four men. And just remember everything else I made you do tonight. We are going to have so much filthy fun together from now on!" Before I had a chance to say another thing, Lucy switched off the light and left me alone in the bathroom. Shame was no longer a term that made much sense to me, so thoughts of it troubled me little while I lay listening to my wives excited squeals and cries of passion as David fucked her. I brought myself to orgasm three times as I lay there, soaked in piss and still with the taste of cum and a mans arse on my tongue.