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I walked into The Flamingo Lounge on the Block. I was bored at work, so I took the afternoon off last Friday to see the dancers. Hell, to touch and fondle the dancers. It was early June, and warm, over 90 degrees, so the street was quiet. I hurried to get from my car in the parking garage to the coolness of the basement bar. The Flamingo Lounge, like most of the clubs on the Block, was a nude club. You could go in and just watch the ladies dance, if you wanted. The ladies come by and talk to you, and if you buy them $20 drinks, will sit with you. The drink lasts a couple of songs, about five minutes. The more drinks you buy, the friskier the ladies get. Some of the ladies, for a large tip, will take you to a back room and jerk you off, or fuck you if you were nice and had enough money. I mainly liked to kiss the ladies, although I didn’t mind if they fondled my cock.

I was surprised to see my favorite dancer, Mary. Mary was in her mid-twenties, about 5’ 8? tall, with soft small breasts. Her nipples and tongue were pierced, and she liked to kiss. I hadn’t seen her in about six months. She had been working in other clubs, and I liked the Flamingo. I bought her a drink, and we sat and talked for a few minutes. Then I bought a $100 drink, and we went into the back room.

I followed Mary into a booth. I sat down, and she took off her clothes. She lit a cigarette, then straddled me. We kissed, and she had me suck on her nipples while she blew smoke in my face. He nipples are sensitive, and she enjoyed my sucking. The nipple rings felt a little funny in my mouth, but I enjoyed arousing Mary. She stood up on the bench, and I tried to eat her pussy. I wanted to eat Mary, but I just couldn’t get my neck into a comfortable position. She straddled me, and we kissed some more.

After the third song, I asked her, ?So, how’re you and your boyfriend doing??

Mary sighed. ?Not so good. I’m going to throw him out tonight. He hasn’t been paying any of the bills, and I’m getting tired of supporting him.?

?That’s too bad. Has he been mistreating you??

?No, not really, just ignoring me, the lazy bum. He hasn’t worked in a couple of months, he expects me to pay all the bills, and then he ignores me.?

I gave Mary a hug. ?That’s awful. I hope he realizes what he’s missing. If I were living with you, I’d worship you.?

?Worship? I’ve never been worshiped before. Sounds wonderful.?

We spent the rest of the time we had in the back room kissing and fondling each other. The last song finished, and Mary got dressed. I gave her a nice tip, and we went back to the bar. I had drinks with a couple of other girls that I knew, then I went home.

A couple of weeks later, Mary called me at work. I had given her my number when we first met at Flamingo’s, but she hardly ever called me.

?Hi Bert, how ya doin’??

?Fine, and you??

?I’ve been better. Could you meet me after work? We could get something to eat. I need to talk to you.?

It was short notice, but I could make some calls. ?Sure. I’ll pick you up around eight at Flamingo’s.?

?Make it seven.?

?OK, seven. I’ll see you tonight.?

?Bye.?

I hung up. I called my friends, and told them I would miss the poker game tonight. Then I kept working. No sense going home and coming back downtown. I got a couple extra hours of work done, and I walked over to the Flamingo to pick Mary up. I worked about a mile from the Block, and I hoped she wouldn’t mind walking back to the car. I stopped at an ATM and got several hundred dollars. I suspected I would need some cash. I went into the bar, and ordered a beer. Mary saw me, and smiled. I drank the beer and watched the naked ladies dance. At a few minutes before seven, I got up and left. I went over to an adult bookstore across the street, and waited for Mary. She arrived about fifteen minutes later, wearing a white blouse and blue jeans. I took her bag, and we walked to the car.

I opened the car door for Mary. ?Where do you want to eat??

?I don’t care. There’s a nice diner by my house, we could go there.? Mary got in the car.

?Sounds good.?

We drove out the garage. Mary gave me directions to the diner, and we got there in about fifteen minutes. The diner wasn’t too crowded, and we ordered. The waitress brought us drinks, and after Mary took a couple of sips of her soda, she said, ?I guess you’re wondering what’s up??

?Yes, I am.?

?I told you I was throwing my boyfriend out. I finally threw him out last week. I need some help paying the bills, and you said you’d worship me. Are you interested, or was that just a line??

I was stunned. Mary was beautiful, and she knew exactly what kind of sex I liked, but was I ready to move in with her? ?I’d like to see where you live first.?

?Of course. We can go back to my place after dinner.?

?What bills do you expect me to pay? I have a townhouse with seven months left on the lease.?

Mary took another sip of soda. ?Half the rent, $250 a month. The utilities are included in the rent. I guess I can pay the cable and phone bill.?

The waitress brought our dinners. We didn’t talk while we ate. I couldn’t imagine that Mary’s place was all that great, not at $500 a month. We finished eating, I paid the check, and we got back in the car. Mary gave me directions to her place. It was an older rowhouse in what seemed to be a decent neighborhood. I drove around the block a couple of times until I found a parking place. I carried her bag and we walked to her front door. She unlocked the door, turned on the light, and we went in.

Mary gave me a tour of the apartment. ?This is the living room.? It was rather small, with a television and a small love seat. There was a small coffee table in between, with a couple of glamour magazines. The walls were off white, with a painting of a farm on the wall. I followed her into the next room. ?This is the kitchen.? It had an old refrigerator and stove. There was one counter next to the sink, with a couple of kitchen cabinets. We headed back to the stairs, and I saw the door to the basement next to the television. We went upstairs. The landing had an armoire against the wall. ?This is the bathroom.? The tub was an old one with feet, with a shower built on top. The toilet was behind the tub, up against the wall. ?And this is the bedroom.? I could see why the armoire was out on the landing. The room was barely large enough for the queen-size bed and one four-drawer dresser. There was a window at the foot of the bed overlooking the street. Mary took off her blouse, lit a cigarette, and sat on the bed. She took a puff and asked, ?What do you think??

?They look nice.?

Mary glared at me and said, ?What do you think about the apartment??

?It’s cozy.?

?It’s crappy, but it’s on a bus line. I can get to work in ten minutes.?

?Could I see the basement??

Mary took a puff of her cigarette. ?There’s nothing down there.?

?I’d still like to see it.?

?All right.?

Mary put her blouse back on, and we went down the stairs into the living room. She unlocked the basement door, and we went down in the basement. It was dark and dank, with a single naked light bulb providing all of the light. I saw the water heater held only 30 gallons. I checked the fuse box, and saw that the main fuse was rated at 60 amps. I looked up. There was plumbing running across the ceiling. At least the ceiling was high, at least 10’ high. The room had some potential. I might be able to turn it into a serviceable dungeon with a little work. I looked at Mary. I could see she was uncomfortable in the basement. There probably were bugs and maybe rats down there.

?Ok, thanks Mary. I’ve seen enough.?

We went back up to the bedroom. Mary took off her blouse and sat on the bed. ?Do you want to move in??

?Yes, I want to.?

?Your share comes to $300 a month. Is that a problem??

?What happened to $250??

?I decided you should pay the cable bill too. I’ll still pay the phone bill, unless you make any long distance calls.?

?OK.?

She leaned over and kissed me. ?Great. If you’re going to be my boyfriend, there’s some things you need to know about me. I do drugs sometimes.?

?What kind of drugs??

?Marijuana, cocaine, heroin sometimes. Is that a problem??

I thought for a minute. ?No, but I wish you didn’t. Please keep the drugs away from me.?

Mary frowned and was silent for a couple of minutes. ?OK. Also, I’m usually pretty horny when I come home from work. I expect you to eat me out whenever I want it.?

I grinned. ?That shouldn’t be too much of a problem.?

?I’m going to hold you to that. I’m a demanding bitch. I expect you to pick me up from work. I get off at eight most nights. I’ll call you if I need a ride. Sometimes I can get someone to take me out from the bar. I never bring them here, but I might not come home some nights.?

?I know what you do to earn your money. I don’t have a problem with that.?

?I don’t want you going to the Block anymore.?

I was surprised. ?Why? Are you afraid I’ll find someone to replace you??

?I’m jealous. I’ve seen you flirt with the other dancers. I don’t want you going to the Block anymore.?

?All right. I don’t think I can afford it anymore.?

?Good. Also, I like to go out partying some nights. I like to get drunk and dance.?

I frowned. ?That’s not my favorite activity, but I can go out with you on Friday or Saturday nights. I do have to get to work during the week.?

Mary frowned. ?I guess I can live with that. I did want a boyfriend with a job. I suppose that covers it. Is there anything you want from me??

?Are we going to have sex??

?Of course, honey.? She leaned over and kissed me again. ?I definitely want your cock in my pussy.? She unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. It got hard with her fondling.

?I also want you to be my bondage mistress.?

Mary sighed. ?I’ve enjoyed blowing smoke in your face and kissing you. I’ve never done bondage before. I’m not sure I can do what you want.? She was silent for a couple of minutes. ?I’m willing to try. Tell you what, I don’t work on Sunday. I’m willing to spend a few hours every Sunday afternoon being your bondage mistress, if you’re willing to teach me what you want me to do.?

?That sounds fair.?

?Good. Anything else??

?Nope.?

?Do you have $300??

?Yes.?

I pull out my wallet and count out $300. Mary puts the money in her dresser, and gives me a key. I put it in my pocket. She unzips her jeans. She takes her panties off, and lies down on the bed. ?Take off your clothes, and come eat me? she cooed.

I get up, take off my clothes, and get into the bed. She is lying on her back. I get between her legs and start licking, but my neck starts hurting. I try moving around, and wind up in a sixty-nine position over her before I get comfortable. I eat her to three orgasms, and she pushes me off to the side. She lights a cigarette, and I cuddle next to her. We kiss while she smokes. After she finishes the cigarette, she jumps up on my cock, and rides me. I enjoy watching her breasts bounce as she rides my cock to another couple of orgasms. After a couple of minutes, she lights another cigarette and I cuddle next to her. After she finishes the cigarette, she gets up and leaves the room. She comes back with a washcloth and a bottle of baby oil. She lights another cigarette, puts some baby oil in her right palm, and strokes my cock. She masturbates me while she smokes, and after a few minutes I have an orgasm. She cleans me up with the washcloth, and we kiss for another hour.

I break the silence. ?It’s late and I have to go. All my clothes are in the townhouse.?

?I know. I’ll see you tomorrow.?

?Till then.? I kiss her one last time, then get up. Mary and I get dressed, and she walks me to the front door. I take out the key she gave me, and check to make sure it unlocks the front door. It works.

?Goodnight Bert.?

?Goodnight Mary.?

I kiss her goodbye. She closes the door. I can hear her latching the door from the inside. I look up at the door and see the number. 824. I walk back to the car, and notice I’m on Eunice Street. 824 Eunice Street. I realize that I don’t know the phone number. Oh well, I can get it tomorrow. I get in my car and drive back to the townhouse.

The next morning, I put some clothes and toiletries in the car before I leave from work. I live 30 miles from downtown, and it takes 45 minutes on a good day to drive to work. I won’t miss the commute. The rowhouse is only ten minutes from downtown. The workday passes, and it’s time to go home. I hadn’t lived with someone in a long time, and I’m excited as I drive to the rowhouse. I find a place to park, and decide to see if I can unlock the door before I unload the car. I was afraid it had all been a dream or a cruel joke. I walk over to the door, and unlock it. I go back to the car and get my clothes. I bring them inside, and lock the door. I put the clothes on the love seat, and look at the phone. I see the number. 555-8937. I make a note of it, and go upstairs. I open the armoire, and see that it’s packed with her clothes. I go down to the basement, and find a length of rope and a couple of nails. I go and get a hammer from the car, and I go back upstairs. I drive the nails into the walls and tie the rope to the nails. I have enough room to hang up my clothes.

I go into the kitchen, and see what’s there. Not much. I make a grocery list, and just as I was finishing, the phone rings. I run into the living room and answer, ?Hello.?

?Hi honey. Miss me.?

?Yes dear, I have.?

?Pick me up??

?Sure. I’ll be there in ten minutes.?

?Great.?

I go get Mary. I wait outside on the street in the car until she comes out of the bar. She gets in the car, and we drive off.

I ask, ?How was your day??

?Don’t ask.?

?OK. Are you up to stopping at the grocery store on the way home??

?What do you want to get?

I hand Mary the grocery list. She whistled as she read it and said, ?As long as you’re paying, sure.?

We stop at the grocery, and get the stuff I put on the list. She threw a few other items into the basket and we checked out. The total came to $83.29. I paid with a debit card, and we left. While I was loading the groceries in the trunk, Mary said, ?I’ve never seen anyone buy groceries with a credit card before.?

?I used a debit card.?

?What’s a debit card??

?It’s a credit card that’s tied to a checking account. It’s just like writing a check, only it’s much easier.

?Wow. I’ve never had a checking account, much less a debit card.?

We got in the car and went home. I double parked by the door until I got the groceries inside. I parked the car, then went in. Mary had already put the groceries away. I got a beer from the refrigerator, and asked Mary, ?What do you want for dinner??

?The chicken you bought looks good.?

I realized that we hadn’t discussed cooking. ?Do you want to make dinner??

?I don’t cook.?

?Oh. I’ll bake the chicken and whip up something. Dinner will be ready in an hour.?

Mary went upstairs and I turned the oven on. I put the chicken in the oven, and set a timer. I had just wiped up the counter when I noticed Mary standing in the doorway. She was naked, smoking a cigarette, watching me. I took her into the living room and we kissed and fondled until the timer went off. I got up, turned the chicken over, and reset the timer. I went back into the living room, and we kissed and fondled some more until the timer went off again. I got up and turned off the oven. I pulled out a bag of frozen vegetables, poured some into a saucepan, and heated them up. When they were done, I put the chicken and vegetables on a couple of plates, and brought the dinner into the living room. We ate, and I picked up the plates. When I came back into the living room, she was standing by the stairs waiting for me. We went upstairs, and as we were walking into the bedroom Mary commented, ?I see you’re handy with rope.?

?Yes, I can do all sorts of things with rope.?

?I’ll bet. I can hardly wait ‘till Sunday.?

We went into the bedroom and had sex. We were leisurely, because I didn’t have to leave. The last thing I remembered was Mary lying in my arms as I fell asleep.

I got up at my normal time the next morning. I didn’t want to wake Mary up. I had a little trouble showering and shaving. I wasn’t used to the bathroom, and the lack of water pressure didn’t help things. I got dressed, and went downstairs to make breakfast. After I ate, I realized I was going to have to wash dishes. I was used to having a dishwasher. I was fairly sure that Mary wasn’t going to wash the dishes, so I did. I got in the car and drove to work. Sure enough, it only took ten minutes to get to my office. I spent some time at work looking in the phone book to see where some stores were located. I was familiar with the neighborhood around the townhouse, but not familiar with the neighborhood around the rowhouse. After work, I stop off at Home Depot and get some insecticide. I get four insecticide bombs, and a couple of cans of insect spray. After I get home, I set off two bombs in the basement, and put one can of spray in the kitchen and the other in the bedroom. I watched TV in the living room until Mary called. I set off one bomb upstairs and one in the living room, then I left and picked her up.

I asked her, ?Would you like to go out for dinner tonight??

?Sure, what’s the occasion??

?I sprayed the apartment for bugs, and I’d just as soon go out for a while until the smell goes away.?

Mary smiled. ?Oh, Ok. Let’s go to the diner.?

?Sounds good.?

I took Mary to the diner near our apartment. We didn’t talk much while we were there. We had a nice dinner, then we went home. The apartment still reeked of insecticide when we opened the door. I almost lost my dinner as I saw all of the dead bugs on the furniture and the floor. It took Mary and I almost an hour to clean up all of the dead bugs. I didn’t even want to look in the basement. We watched TV until it was time for me to go to bed. Mary kissed me good night, and I went upstairs while she kept watching TV. I didn’t blame her; I wasn’t feeling very well either.

The next day was uneventful. I went to work, came home, and picked Mary up from work. It was Friday, so later that night we went out to a dance club that Mary liked. We danced and Mary drank. I had a couple of beers, but I never got drunk. At around one, Mary was having trouble standing up, and I decided it was time to take her home. She fell asleep in the car. I woke her up when we got home, and helped her inside. I got her into bed, and we went to sleep.

On Saturday, I woke up before Mary. I went to Home Depot, and got some stuff for the basement. When I went down into the basement, there were hundreds of dead bugs on the floor. I installed a florescent light fixture, and cleaned up the bugs. Mary came down to see what I was up to.

?It looks nicer down here with the new light. Whatcha doin’??

?I want to use this space to store a few things and to play.?

?Play??

?Yes, some bondage games.?

?Oh.? She stood silent for a couple of minutes. ?I’ve never liked the basement, and I’m glad you’re fixing it up.?

Mary got ready for work, and I drove her down to the Block. After I dropped her off, I went back to my townhouse. We didn’t have a washer and dryer in the rowhouse; Mary had been going to the Laundromat on Sundays. I had a washer and dryer in the townhouse, so I did the laundry there. I cleaned out the refrigerator and watched TV while I did the laundry. I packed up all of my bondage equipment and brought it back to the rowhouse with the laundry. I worked on fixing up the basement until Mary called. I got her and brought her home. We had a simple dinner, and went to bed. We had sex, then she masturbated me. She fell asleep in my arms.

I woke up early on Sunday. I got up, made myself breakfast, and went back to work fixing up the basement. I knew Mary was used to sleeping later, and I wanted to let her sleep. I had just finished sealing up all the cracks in the cinder block walls that I could find when I heard Mary say, ?Good morning, honey.?

I looked up and saw Mary standing on the stairs. She was naked.

?Good morning, darling.?

?Come upstairs, I miss you.?

I followed her upstairs, and we took a shower together. We dried each other off and went to the bedroom. I got in a sixty-nine position over her and ate her to three orgasms while she lay on the bed and tickled my cock. She pushed me over, and lit a cigarette. I cuddled next to her and we kissed while she smoked.

After she finished the cigarette, she turned to me and said, ?I’m as ready as I’m going to be. What do you want your Mistress to do today??

?I’d like you to put on a special outfit first, Mistress.?

?Sure. Where is it??

?I’ll get it for you, Mistress.?

I got up and got the outfit I’d bought earlier in the week from the armoire. I brought it back in the bedroom, and laid the outfit out on the bed. I sat on the bed and watched as she first picked up the red patent leather bra. She put it on, and it cupped her breasts and supported them, while leaving her nipples exposed. She put the red garter belt on, then sat down on the bed to put the red stockings on. She stood up and picked up the red satin dress, and looked at it. She looked confused at first. She put the dress on and it fit perfectly. The dress went down past her knees, but there was a cut out in the front for her breasts and her pussy. She was dressed, but I could suck on her nipples or eat her pussy. The dress brightened her red hair. She picked up the red satin gloves, and put them on. She had a little trouble, but she got the gloves on. They covered her arms almost all the way to her shoulders. She stepped into the red patent leather pumps with 4? heels. She took a few steps around the room, turned to face me, and asked, ?Is this what you want me to wear when I’m your Mistress??

?Yes Mistress.?

She stepped out of the bedroom to look at herself in the armoire mirror. She came back in the bedroom after a few minutes and said, ?I like it. I feel extremely sexy wearing this. Thanks for getting me the outfit. What do you want me to do now??

?I’d like you to put some makeup on. I want you to use me as your bench. I’ll get on my hands and knees while you sit on my back and put the makeup on.?

?I usually put my makeup on at work. I don’t have a makeup table here.?

?Oh. Well never mind.?

?What’s in the basement? I know you’ve been working down there.?

?I haven’t finished yet. I have some bondage equipment that I’ve brought over. Would you like to see it??

?Why not??

We walk down into the basement. I have a couple of cat-o’-nine tail whips and crops hanging on the wall. I have four pairs of handcuffs and a couple of ankle restraints spread out on the floor. I hadn’t had a chance to mount the larger hooks on the wall for the cuffs. Mary takes one of the whips off the wall and swishes it around.?

?How do you use one of these??

?Like this.?

I take the whip from Mary, and show her how to snap the whip with her wrist. I hand the whip back to her, and she tries several times to snap the whip. She shrugs, and hangs the whip back up on the wall. She notices the cuffs on the floor.

?Where are the keys for these??

?Over here.? I walk over to a bench, and pick up the keys.

?Put them back on the bench. Come over here and put these cuffs on. I want to see what you look like in them.?

I drop the keys back on the bench, and walk back over to Mary. I bend over and lock the ankle restraints on my ankles. I pick up a pair of handcuffs and lock them on my wrists in front of me. Mary helps me to get the handcuffs on.

She steps back and remarks; ?Don’t you look cute. Walk around for me.?

I walk around the basement. The chains on the ankle restraints clank with each step I take. The restraints keep me from taking large steps. I walk around the basement a couple of times with Mary watching.

?Stop. I’m going upstairs to get a cigarette and watch some TV. Come on up, and we’ll figure something out.?

Mary turned around, and headed for the stairs. She scooped up the keys with her left hand, and went upstairs. I walked to the stairs. The ankle restraints made it difficult to walk up the stairs. I had to climb one step at a time. I finally made it to the top of the stairs, and stepped into the living room. I saw Mary sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. She was watching a movie on TV.

?I put the keys somewhere safe. Go get me a beer.?

I closed the basement door, and walked into the kitchen. I got a beer from the refrigerator, and brought it back to Mary. I handed the beer to her.

?Thanks. Stand over by the basement door until I need something.?

I walked over to the basement door and waited. I watched her smoke and watch the movie. I could hear the TV, but I couldn’t see it. Some time passed.

?I want another beer and some chips.?

I got Mary another beer and some chips. I put them down on the table in front of her, and went back to stand by the door. Every so often she would command me to get her something from the kitchen, and I would obey. She watched two movies while I stood by the door. After the second movie was over, she turned the TV off.

?I’m going upstairs now. Clean this mess up, and come up to the bedroom.?

I picked up the beer bottles and chip bowl and brought them into the kitchen. I emptied and cleaned out the ashtray. After I finished cleaning up the living room I made my way up the stairs. I could only go up one step at a time with the ankle restraints. I went into the bedroom. Mary was naked, lying on the bed, smoking a cigarette. I stood at the foot of the bed.

?Put your hands behind your head.?

I put my hands behind my head, stood, and watched her. She took her time finishing the cigarette.

?Get my vibrator, then return to your position.?

I went over to Mary’s dresser and got her vibrator. I handed it to her, then returned to the foot of the bed. I put my hands behind my head and watched her use the vibrator on her clit and pussy. She masturbated for at least fifteen minutes before she turned the vibrator off. She lay still for another ten minutes before she spoke.

?Lick my vibrator clean and put it away. The keys are downstairs under the middle sofa cushion. Get that stuff off and come back up here.?

I picked up the vibrator, licked Mary’s pussy juice off, and put it away in the dresser. I tried to go down the stairs, but the ankle restraints chain was too short. I went down the stairs backwards, one step at a time. I found the keys under the sofa cushion, and unlocked the handcuffs and the ankle restraints. I put them away, along with the keys, in the basement. I went back upstairs and found Mary on the bed, smoking. I put my hands behind my head, and she said, ?Stop that, I’m done. Come lay here next to me. How’d I do??

I lay down on the bed and answered, ?You did well. I enjoyed how you came up with the idea of having me serve you.?

?I’d read it in some magazine once. I’d hoped you’d enjoy it. It seemed like you did, your cock was hard most of the time.?

?I think I enjoyed more your taking charge than I did serving you. I really don’t like just standing around, but I did like you ordering me to do things.?

?Are you horny??

?Yes.?

?Well too bad, I’m tired now. Masturbate yourself while I lay here and watch you.?

Mary lit a cigarette and lay back. It helped having her lay there smoking and after a couple of minutes I came and squirted. I cleaned myself up, and we cuddled in bed for the rest of the day.

The next week went by quickly. We did all of the ordinary things couples do. I picked up Mary after work, and spent as much time as I could finishing up the basement. We spent some evenings having sex. We went out Saturday night, and clubbed until 2am.

I got up Sunday, and after breakfast went back to work on the basement. I was busy and didn’t notice Mary coming down the stairs. All of a sudden I heard her say, ?Slave, I need your attention now.?

I turned around startled, and saw Mary standing on the steps. She was wearing the red outfit I’d gotten her. I put down the tools and said, ?Yes Mistress.?

?You’ve been working down here for weeks. What have you finished??

?Mistress, over in the corner here, I’ve put a makeup table.?

?Yes, I see it. It looks nice with the lighted mirror. Where’s the chair??

?Mistress, I’m your chair.?

?Like I said, where’s the chair. Get your clothes off, put the handcuffs and ankle restraints on, and get down on the floor. Now!?

I took off my clothes, and walked over to the wall. I got the ankle restraints and a pair of handcuffs, and locked the restraints to my ankles and the handcuffs to my wrists. I walked over to the makeup table, and got on my hands and knees in front of it. A couple of minutes passed before Mary came and sat on my back. She pulled her dress up so that her bare ass pressed against my back. The weight was a little more than I had expected. I hoped I could do this. I had positioned a mirror against the wall so I could see what Mary was doing. She took her time and put her makeup on. I’d hoped I’d gotten all the right makeup. I’d looked in her makeup bag that she took to work, and bought duplicates of everything she had in it. She would smack my bottom with the palm of her hand every so often. Finally she got up and said, ?What else do you have to show me??

I got up and walked over to a jail cell I had built. It was small, there was barely room for me to stand in it once the door was locked. ?This is a jail cell. You can lock me up, or I can lock myself up in it.?

?You can? Show me.?

I took the padlock off the door, opened it, and stepped inside. I pulled the door shut, and locked the door with the padlock. It was difficult with my hands handcuffed together, but not impossible. I snapped a hook attached to a cable on the handcuff chain, then pressed a switch with my right foot. A winch started, and the cable retracted through the jail cell ceiling, pulling my wrists up in the air until my arms were taut. The tension caused the winch to stop.

?I’m impressed. Can you get out of there by yourself??

?No Mistress I can’t. You must release me.?

?How do I do that??

?First you push the button on the wall on the left of the cell. That releases the winch. Then you unlock the padlock on the door. The key is over on the bench.?

Mary walked over to the wall, and pointed at the button. ?This button??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary walked over to the bench, and picked up the key. ?This key??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary put the key back on the bench. She walked back over to the cell, and said, ?What’s the point? I lock you up, or you lock yourself up, and then what??

?Do you see the TV hanging from the ceiling, Mistress??

?Yes.?

?Turn it on.?

?Which switch turns it on??

?The one on the left.?

She turned the TV on. The picture came on.

?That looks like our bedroom.?

?That is our bedroom, Mistress.?

?You put a video camera in our bedroom??

?Yes Mistress.?

?Without telling me!?

?Yes Mistress.?

?I oughta walk out of this basement and leave you locked up down here! You bastard! How dare you put a video camera in the bedroom without asking me!?

Mary lit a cigarette and took a drag. She was angry and didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to say anything either. She calmed down as she smoked the cigarette. Finally, she asked, ?What are these other switches on the TV for??

?The switch on the left turns the TV on and off and adjusts the volume. The middle switch switches from the bedroom camera to the cable to the VCR. The switch on the right adjusts the zoom of the bedroom camera.?

Mary tries out the zoom, and zooms from a close up of the bed to a view of the whole room and back. She adjusts the zoom so that the bed is visible. She tries the middle switch, and sees the cable channel.

?How do I change the channel??

?The TV is connected to the cable box upstairs. The TV shows whatever channel the box is set to upstairs.?

?So if I was sitting upstairs watching TV, you’d see whatever show I was watching??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary switches to the VCR. The screen is blank.

?You’d see whatever was playing in the VCR upstairs, right??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary switches back to cable.

Mary turns around and stares at me. ?I’m still a little upset with you. I oughta put QVC on and go out and drink all day.? Mary lit another cigarette and took a puff. ?What do you want me to do??

?I’d like you to go upstairs to the bedroom and play with yourself while I watch, Mistress.?

Mary took a puff. ?If I did that, I’d bring you upstairs with me. I want to see you watch me, not perform for some hidden camera. What else do you want??

?I’d like you to bring clients home and entertain them upstairs while I watch, Mistress.?

Mary glared at me and held up her hand, her thumb and finger touching. ?You are this close to me leaving and you watching QVC all day. First you tick me off by secretly putting a camera in the bedroom, and now you want to watch other guys fuck me. You know I don’t want to bring any of them here. Hell, I had to work up the courage to ask you to move in with me.?

Mary took a couple of puffs of her cigarette, then turned off the TV. She walked over and pushed the button on the wall. The cable on the winch unwound as she got the jail padlock key from the bench. She unlocked the padlock and opened the door. I unhooked the cable from my handcuffs and stepped out of the cell. She handed me the padlock key.

?What’s this big box in the middle of the floor??

?It’s not finished yet. I promised you I would worship you. It’s your throne.?

?My throne??

?Yes Mistress.?

?I hope you finish it soon. A throne sounds interesting. I’m going upstairs. I want you on the bed, on your back. I’m going to fuck you until I’m exhausted. Don’t you dare think of cumming, understand??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary picked up a handcuff key from the bench and went up the stairs. I had trouble getting up the stairs with the ankle restraints. When I got to the bedroom she was sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette. She was still wearing the red dress. I lay down. Mary unlocked one wrist of the handcuffs, threaded the handcuffs through the headboard, and locked the cuff back around my wrist. She put the key down on the dresser. She turned around, slapped my cock a couple of times, then climbed up on it. She didn’t move until she finished her cigarette. She started moving up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster. She fucked until she had four or five orgasms. She collapsed on my chest and lay there for at least twenty minutes before she rolled off and got another cigarette. She lay next to me, smoking the cigarette. After she finished the cigarette, she turned to me, and asked, ?Are you horny??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary slapped my cock a couple of times. ?Good. You’re not done pleasing me yet, you bastard.? She climbed up on me, her still very wet pussy hovering over my face. ?Eat me?, she commanded.

I licked up as much of the pussy juice as I could, then I looked for her clit with my tongue. I zeroed in on her clit as much as I could, with her squirming around on my face. I think she had another four or five orgasms before she slid forward on my chest. Her pussy was just out of my tongue’s reach. She lay there for another twenty minutes, tormenting me with her pussy scent, before she rolled off and got another cigarette. She lit the cigarette, turned to me, and asked, ?Are you horny??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary slapped my cock a couple of times. ?Good.? She climbed back on my chest. Her pussy was just out my tongue’s reach. She smoked the cigarette while she tormented me with her pussy scent. After she finished the cigarette she slid back, commanding, ?Eat me.?

I ate her to another four or five orgasms before she slid forward again. Her pussy scent was almost overwhelming. She lay there for twenty minutes, got a cigarette, smoked it, and slid back, commanding, ?Eat me.?

I ate her to another four or five orgasms before she slid forward again. My jaws were aching and I was happy she slid forward. My mouth was dry from licking up so much of her pussy juice. The scent filled the room. After resting for about forty-five minutes she rolled off of me and asked me, ?Are you horny??

?Yes Mistress.?

?Good.?

Mary got up and got the handcuff key from the dresser. She unlocked one wrist of the handcuffs, pulled the handcuffs from the headboard, and locked the cuff back around my wrist.

Mary commanded, ?Go back into the basement, turn that TV on to VCR, and lock yourself up. I’m going to watch TV for a while. Don’t you dare touch your cock, you bastard. I want you to be so horny that you’ll do anything for me.?

I got up and made my way to the basement. I went down the stairs backwards because of the ankle restraints. I turned on the TV in the basement, turned it to VCR, and locked myself into the jail cell. The picture was blank for a while, and then a movie came on. It was one of my domination movies; the one I’d told Mary I enjoyed the most. The movie was about a dominatrix that treated this guy like he was dog shit. She had him doing all sorts of degrading and disgusting things, just for a glimpse of her breasts or pussy. She had him eating dog food out of a bowl on the floor. She showed him her pussy, then made him drink all of her pee. Mary came down to the basement. She had changed out of the red dress into a t-shirt and jeans. She came over to the jail cell.

?I set the VCR to auto rewind. I’m going out for a few hours to have some fun. Hope you enjoy your movie.?

Mary reached into the cell, slapped my cock a couple of times, turned around and left. I stood there and watched the video. It was an hour long, and I guess the rewind took about ten minutes. I was watching the video for the sixth time when Mary came into the basement. She didn’t say a word, she just changed the TV to the camera view, and left. A few minutes later I saw Mary and some guy walk into the bedroom. He was young and handsome, and I guess she picked him up at whatever bar she had gone to. They sat at the foot of the bed, kissing. It only took a few minutes before they were both naked. After a few more minutes of foreplay he was fucking her. She was in the doggie position, facing the camera. She had a couple of orgasms, and he came, I think. They both lay down on the bed, smoking a cigarette. After they finished, Mary got up and sucked on his cock until he was hard again. At least his cock wasn’t much larger than mine. She climbed on and fucked him some more. This time I couldn’t see him or her, as her back was to the camera. I was aroused watching Mary enjoy herself so much with another man. They had sex for what seemed like a couple of hours, then they got dressed and left the bedroom. After some time Mary came down to the basement. She was naked, smoking a cigarette. She came over to the cell, and asked, ?Are you horny??

?Yes Mistress.?

?Well I’m not. Tony fucked me real good. Did you like watching us fuck??

?Yes Mistress.?

Mary reached into the cell and fondled my hard cock. ?I’d bet you’d like to come, wouldn’t you??

?Yes Mistress.?

?Are you willing to do anything I want??

I didn’t know what she had planned, but I trusted her. ?Yes Mistress.?

?Good.? She turned and called out, ?Tony, come on downstairs.?

Tony came down the stairs. He was wearing a casual shirt and khaki pants. He walked over to where we were. He stood behind Mary, fondling her breasts and kissing the back of her neck while she smoked.

Mary asked me, ?Do you like watching Tony play with my breasts??

?Yes Mistress.?

Tony asked Mary, ?How long has he been tied up like this??

Mary answered, ?He put the handcuffs and ankle restraints on this morning. He put himself in the cell early this afternoon, Tony.?

?He locked himself up??

?Yep.?

Tony looked at me. ?I understand you watched while Mary and I fucked upstairs.?

?Yes Tony.?

?Call me Sir. Did it arouse you??

?Yes Sir.?

?Why? I know I’d be pissed if someone were fucking my girlfriend, much less to watch someone fuck her. And yet you’re happy. I don’t understand?? Tony looked confused.

?I’m happy and aroused when Mary’s enjoying herself. I’m lucky to be with her. If she wants to be with me, great. If she wants to be with someone else, there isn’t much I can do about that, Sir.?

Tony asked me, ?How many times has Mary come today??

?That I’ve taken part in or seen, around twenty times, Sir.?

?Wow.? Tony turns to Mary. ?You must be one satisfied lady.?

Mary kisses Tony for a couple of minutes and responds. ?I am, thanks to you.?

Tony turns back to me. ?And how many times have you come today??

?None Sir.?

?I’ll bet you’re horny, aren’t you??

?Yes Sir.?

?But there’s not much you can do about it, since you’re tied up.?

?No Sir, there isn’t.?

?Can you get yourself out of there??

?No Sir.?

?You’re locked in there until Mary lets you out??

?Yes Sir.?

?Watch Mary while I fondle her breasts and nipples.?

?Yes Sir.?

Tony fondles Mary’s breasts while she finishes her cigarette. After she finishes the cigarette, Tony turns to Mary, and says, ?Let him out of the cell, but leave the handcuffs and ankle restraints on him.?

Mary walks over to the wall and pushes the button. The cell keeps me from falling down as the cable on the winch unwound, and my arms are no longer taut over my head. I slowly unhooked the cable from my handcuffs while she gets the padlock key from the bench. She unlocks the door to the cell, and I fall to the floor. I lay there for several minutes before the numbness in my arms and legs subsides, and I get the strength to stand up. Mary puts the padlock key on the bench and picks up the handcuff key.


Tony tells Mary, ?Lock his wrists behind his back. I don’t want him to touch his cock.?

Mary unlocks the handcuffs from my right wrist. I put my arms behind my back, and she locks the handcuffs on my wrists. Mary goes back over by Tony, and kisses him.

Tony suggests, ?Let’s go upstairs, I’m hungry.?

Tony and Mary go upstairs. I follow, but I have a lot of trouble climbing the stairs with the ankle restraints and my hands cuffed behind my back. When I get into the living room, Tony and Mary are sitting on the sofa. They are drinking beer and munching on potato chips.

Tony commands me, ?Just stand there for a while and watch us watch TV.?

I watch as Tony and Mary watch TV. Mary cuddles with Tony, and kisses him during the commercials. Watching them munch on chips and drink beer reminds me how hungry and thirsty I am. They watch TV for about an hour.

Tony asks Mary, ?I’m ready for some more sex. How about you??

?You bet, let’s go upstairs. I need to go to the bathroom first.?

?Do you have a wine glass??

?I think so, let me go check.?

Mary gets up and goes into the kitchen. She comes back with a wine glass.

?Good, let’s go upstairs. You too, slave.?

Tony and Mary go up the stairs. I follow, but I have a lot of trouble climbing the stairs with the ankle restraints and my hands cuffed behind my back. I get to the bedroom first, and I stand by the foot of the bed and wait. Mary comes in first, carrying the wine glass. It’s about half full with a yellow liquid. She puts it on the dresser and sits on the bed. Tony comes in, takes off his clothes, and sits down on the bed. He lights a cigarette, and takes a puff.

Tony asks me, ?Slave, you must be pretty hungry and thirsty by now??

?Yes sir.?

?Mary, let slave lick the potato chip crumbs from your mouth.?

Mary stands next to me and opens her mouth. I lick inside of her mouth, and she starts kissing me. We kiss for several minutes.

I hear Tony say, ?Alright Mary, that’s enough.?

Mary stops kissing me.

Tony asks me, ?Slave, do you worship your Mistress??

?Yes sir.?

?Are you willing to do anything for her??

?Yes sir.?

?Then you won’t mind drinking her pee.?

?No sir.?

Mary gets the wine glass and brings it to my lips. I drink the pee as she tips the glass. It’s rather salty and bitter, but I’m thirsty, and I’m able to swallow it. Mary puts the glass on the dresser. Tony finishes his cigarette, and he and Mary have sex. They have sex for about an hour, and it’s better than watching it on TV. I can smell Mary’s scent filling the room. I can see that Mary is enjoying herself and she orgasms another six times.

Tony asks me, ?Slave, did you enjoy watching us fuck??

?Yes sir.?

?Did it arouse you??

?Yes sir.?

?Would you like to come??

?Yes sir.?

?Well slave, feel free to stand there and masturbate for us.?

Tony and Mary laugh. Of course, I can’t masturbate with my hands handcuffed behind my back. Tony and Mary light a cigarette, and smoke it while lying next to each other.

Tony turns to Mary, ?I think it’s time slave had some fun. Mary, kiss him for a few minutes, then blow him. I know he’s horny, but try to make it last for as long as you can.?

Mary gets up and comes over to me. We kiss for a few minutes, and she kneels in front of me. She kisses and licks my cock for a little while before she takes it in her mouth. I’m very horny and she uses as little pressure as she can. I can feel everything she does, more than I’ve ever been able to feel before. After about twenty minutes of light pressure, I can feel the orgasm welling up inside. She opens her mouth and stops for a couple of minutes. I calm down a little, and she resumes the light licking and sucking. After ten minutes another orgasm wells up and this time she doesn’t stop. I have a huge orgasm, and she swallows the come. I’m sure it was a lot. All of the standing, and then the orgasm, was just too much. My knees buckle, and I fall to the floor.

I must have hit my head on the floor because the next thing I remember is that I’m lying on the bed. I have a huge headache. The handcuffs and ankle restraints are off. Mary is sitting on the bed next to me. She’s wearing the same t-shirt and jeans she wore when she left earlier in the day. She notices that I’m awake, and asks, ?Are you all right??

?I guess so. I have a headache.? I feel groggy.

?I’ll bet. You hit the floor hard. Thank goodness Tony was here. He helped me get you up on the bed. I’ll get you some aspirin.?

Mary leaves, and returns with aspirin and a glass of water. I take the aspirin, and drink all of the water.

?Could you get me another glass of water?? I asked.

?Sure.?

Mary leaves and returns with another glass of water. I drink it.

?Thanks for the water.?

Mary looked concerned. ?Are you feeling better??

?A little.?

Mary gives me a big hug.

?I’m sorry. Tony and I took advantage of you, and pushed you too far. We shouldn’t have had you standing for so long. You were standing for what, ten or eleven hours straight.?

?It’s OK. Until I fell down, I didn’t realize how tired I was. You were good at distracting me. How long was I unconscious??

?About a half-hour. Tony leaped out of the bed and helped me get you up on the bed. I went downstairs and got the keys, and we got you out of the handcuffs and ankle restraints. Tony got dressed while you were unconscious and left after you woke up.?

?I’m tired. I think I’ll just go to sleep.?

?OK honey.? Mary gave me a big kiss. ?Good night.?

Mary turned off the light and left. The headache was going away, and soon I was asleep. I woke up a couple of hours later than normal, feeling pretty good, and was late to work. The day was normal, and I picked up Mary after work. On the drive home we talked about what had happened yesterday.

Mary asked, ?How are you feeling??

?I’m fine. Are you still mad at me for putting a camera in the bedroom??

?No, I got over that after I went out yesterday and ran into Tony. Do you understand why I got so mad??

?Because I didn’t discuss putting the camera in the bedroom with you??

?Yes.?

?Did you have a good time with Tony??

?Oh, yes! I loved the way he ordered both of us around. I’m trying to be dominant for you, but I love being submissive so much more. Did you like obeying Tony??

?I didn’t enjoy it as much as I enjoy obeying you, but I knew it would make you happy, so I did. I’m glad he wasn’t mean to me. You were very dominant when you were angry. Maybe I should get you mad at me before we start.?

?No, don’t do that. I might hurt you. It wasn’t fun. I was so angry with you that I wanted to hurt you. I didn’t give a shit how you felt; I just wanted you to make me come and come. I was still mad when I sent you to the basement to lock yourself up. Now that I think about it, it gets me wet knowing that I can send you down there to watch porno and you can’t play with yourself. I might want to do that more than just on Sundays.?

?You can do that. Just bring someone home to fuck, and you can send me to the basement whenever you want.?

?Does that include Tony??

?Ouch. Yes, it includes Tony. Do you love him.?

?I enjoy his company in bed. He’s too dominant for me. When we were living together, he wound up making all of my decisions for me. He wasn’t overbearing; I just found myself deferring to him about everything. I do like being with him on occasion.?

We got home, ate a light dinner, and spent the rest of the evening cuddling on the sofa watching TV. I went to bed a little early. The rest of the week was ordinary. I kept working on the basement in my spare time. Sunday came, and I was in the basement working when I heard Mary ask loudly, ?Where’s my makeup chair??

I stopped what I was doing, undressed, locked on the ankle restraints and handcuffs, and got on my hands and knees in front of the makeup table. Mary was wearing the red dress. She sat on my back, making sure her bare ass rested on my back. I watched her put the makeup on. When she finished she got up and said, ?What else do you have to show me??

?I’ve finished the throne, Mistress.?

?I can see that. It looks beautiful with all that red velvet. Show me how it works.?

?Yes Mistress.?

I walk over to the side of the throne. It looks more like a recliner than a throne. The seat is high, the back is reclined at about a 30-degree angle, and Mistress can stretch her legs out.

?The side of the throne opens up, and I get in. I’m kneeling, and my head sticks up through this hole in the seat. You close the side, and lock it. Then you use the steps on the other side to get up on the seat. The built in ashtray is on the left, and there’s a drink holder on the right. When you want me to eat you, you just say, ?Eat me?. When you want me to stop, you just say, ?Stop?. If you put a movie in the VCR or set the cable box before you come downstairs, you can watch TV.?

?Sounds yummy. Let’s try it out.?

I open the side of the throne and get in. I kneel down, and bend over to hook the handcuff chain to a hook on the wall. I straighten up, and nod to Mary. She closes and locks the side of the throne. She climbs up into the throne. Once she’s arranged her dress and comfortable, my face is right in her pussy. I hear her light a cigarette and take a puff.

?Eat me.?

I lick the pussy juice up and suck on her clit. Mary squirms around a little, but I’m in a good position. My neck is comfortable as I suck on her clit. She has four or five orgasms before I hear, ?Stop?.

I stop. My face is still next to her pussy. I can smell her strong scent, and I’m aroused. Good thing my hands are handcuffed and I can’t touch my cock, or I’d be masturbating.

?This is fucking fantastic. Or I should say, sucking fantastic. If I didn’t have to go to the bathroom, I could spend the whole day in this chair.?

?Mistress, if you pee slowly, you don’t have to get up to go to the bathroom.?

?I don’t? Where does the pee?? Oh. I don’t want you to do that. That was Tony’s idea, not mine. I do need to go to the bathroom though. Don’t go away.?

Mary got up and I could hear her go up the stairs. I heard the TV go on behind me; it was some movie. I heard Mary come back down the stairs, and I felt her get back on the throne. It took a minute for her to get her dress straightened out, and her pussy was back in my face.

?Eat me.?

I give her three or four orgasms before she says, ?Stop.? I listen to the TV for what seems like an hour.

?Eat me.?

I eat Mary until she says, ?Stop?. She spends the rest of the day watching TV and being eaten, getting up occasionally. My knees are hurting when she unlocks the side of the throne and lets me out. We go upstairs and Mary masturbates me, then we cuddle.

Our life settled into a comfortable routine. During the week we worked, and after work we’d watch TV or go out. We would have sex three or four times a week. On Sunday, Mary puts the red dress on, and dominates me. She loves the throne, but sometimes she brings me into the bedroom and masturbates while I watch. On occasion, she has me lock myself in the basement, and she brings some guy over to fuck while I watch. I have no idea who these guys are; she’s never brought another guy down to the basement. As far as I know, she hasn’t been with Tony since that night.

I could go into more details about our Sunday experiences, but I’d just be repeating myself. I had one other unusual experience. One Friday evening at around seven Mary called.

?Hi, how ya doin’??

?I’ll pick you up in ten minutes.?

?No, I’ve got a ride home. Go lock yourself in the basement with the bedroom camera on. I’ve got a surprise for you.?

?As you command Mistress. Bye.?

I hung up, and went into the basement. I took off my clothes and locked on the handcuffs and ankle restraints. I turned on the TV, and locked myself into the cell. About 45 minutes passed before I heard people come in upstairs. It was another 20 minutes before I saw Mary walk into the bedroom. Candy and Nikki followed her in. Candy and Nikki are dancers from The Flamingo that Mary and I knew. I hadn’t seen them since I’d moved in with Mary. Candy is a tall blonde with nice soft breasts and a nice ass. Nikki is a shorter brunette with pierced nipples and a stud in her tongue. Nikki is a little wild, and I was sure she’d enjoy dominating me. They took off their clothes and made each other happy on the bed. They kissed and fondled and ate each other for a couple of hours at least. They were lying in bed resting, smoking a cigarette, when I heard Mary say, ?Are you ready to see my surprise??

They got up and left the bedroom. I could hear them coming down the basement stairs, and come over to where I was locked up. The three of them stood in front of the cell, watching me watch them.

Nikki asked me, ?Did you enjoy watching us eating each other, slave??

?Yes Mistress Nikki.?

?Mary told us what you’ve been doing and invited us over to see for ourselves. I like what I see, how about you Candy??

Candy answered, ?His cock sure is hard. Yes, I like what I see.?

Nikki asked me, ?Think you can satisfy three horny women, slave??

?I’ll try, Mistress Nikki.?

?You’ll do more than try, slave. Mary invited us to spend the night, and we expect you to satisfy us. Mary, get him out of that cell and into the throne.?

Mary unlocks me from the cell, and leads me to the throne. The girls watch intently as I crawl into the throne and Mary locks the side. I’m glad I’m off my feet, but I have no idea how long I’ll be locked in the throne. Nikki is the first one up on the throne.

Nikki commands me, ?Eat me.?

I eat Nikki to three or four orgasms before she says, ?Stop?. Candy sits in the throne next, and I eat her to a couple of orgasms. Mary is next, and I eat her to four orgasms. My jaw is getting tired. Nikki gets back on the throne for another three or four orgasms. Mary is next, and I eat her to a couple of orgasms. She doesn’t move after she says, ?Stop?, and I’m thankful for the break. I hear Mary light a cigarette and take a puff.

Mary sees Nikki and Candy watching her recline on the throne. ?So, what do you think of my throne??

Nikki answers, ?It’s fantastic! I wish I had one of these at home.

Candy answers, ?It’s very nice.?

Mary exclaims, ?It’s great. I’ve spent the entire day on my throne, watching TV, having slave eat me whenever I want.?

Candy asks Mary, ?What does he get out of it??

?Hell if I know. His hands are handcuffed; he can’t even masturbate. He ate us to lots of orgasms but he can’t have one. Just thinking about that makes me wetter sometimes. Slave, tell Candy why you like this so much.?

?Mistress Candy, I get pleasure from knowing that I’m giving pleasure to my Mistress. Yes, I wish I could masturbate, but I’ve built this throne so that I can’t. Knowing my pleasure has to wait makes it more arousing for me. Just smelling the scent coming from Mistress’ pussy arouses and torments me.?

Nikki tells Mary, ?Mary, get him out of the throne, and tied to the bed. I’m getting a little tired.?

Mary unlocks the side of the throne, and lets me out. She picks up a handcuff key, and I follow the girls to the bedroom. I have trouble getting up the stairs with the ankle restraints, and the women are sitting on the bed waiting for me. Mary and Nikki are smoking a cigarette.

Nikki tells Mary, ?Mary, lock him to the bed.?

I lie on the bed. Mary unlocks my right wrist, threads the handcuffs through the headboard, and locks my right wrist. Mary and Nikki stand up and watch as Candy climbs on me and kisses me. She kisses me for several minutes before she stops.

Nikki tells me, ?Slave, the three of us are going to sleep here tonight. We’re going to have to lay all over you; there isn’t enough room in the bed. Hope you enjoy yourself.?

Mary turned off the light, and the girls came to bed. We only have a queen-size bed, and at least two of the girls were lying next to me all night. In their sleep, they would throw a leg or an arm over me. If that wasn’t enough, Nikki and Candy would wake up and kiss me for several minutes, then go back to sleep. I didn’t sleep well, and the night lasted a long time.

The girls woke up and went to the bathroom. They came back into the bedroom and pleasured themselves on top of me. Nikki and Candy kissed me at times, but the women mainly pleasured themselves. The women sat down on the foot of the bed, smoking a cigarette. All I could see were their backs.

Nikki turned to Mary. ?Mary, I’ve had a great time. Thanks for inviting me over.?

Candy chimed in. ?Thanks Mary for inviting me over.?

Mary answered them both. ?You’re welcome.?

Nikki looked back at me. ?Maybe we should untie slave and let him pee.?

Mary looked back at me. ?Good idea.?

Mary unlocked me from the headboard, and locked the handcuffs back on my wrists in front of me. Nikki followed me into the bathroom.

Nikki commanded, ?Hands behind your head slave. No touching your cock.? Nikki aims my cock for me. ?Pee.?

?I can’t, I’m too excited.?

Nikki smacks my bottom with her other hand. ?Pee.? She smacks my bottom several times and despite her hand holding my cock I manage to pee.

?Good boy.?

We finish and go back into the bedroom.

Nikki tells Mary, ?Mary, lock him to the bed again.?

Mary locks me to the headboard. Nikki and Mary light a cigarette and stand at the foot of the bed, watching me.

Nikki turns to Candy. ?Candy, blow him to an orgasm. Be careful, he’s horny. Try to make it last a few minutes, at least.?

Candy gets on the bed with me, and kisses me for a couple of minutes. She moves down to my cock, and lightly licks it. She licks me for a few minutes, and starts sucking it. She sucks me lightly for a few minutes before I come. She swallows all of my come, and gets up and lights a cigarette. Nikki and Candy get dressed and leave. Mary unlocks me, gets dressed, and goes to work. I spend the remainder of the afternoon resting.