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Originally written by 4Play and modified
My wife, Chris, and I had been having our Fantasy Weekends twice a month for several years. On these special nights, we would put aside all other matters and indulge in playing kinky sex games. While originally she had come up with the idea as a means of keeping me happy, she had been really getting into them lately. The rest of our lives together were very happy. We loved each other dearly and were best friends as well as lovers.
Most Fantasy Weekends our role-playing involved Chris in the dominant part, with me playing the submissive. These were my favorite games. She had come a long way in acting her part; but still, she was looking for new ideas. While chatting on an adult Bulletin Board System (BBS), Chris made contact with a woman who loved being dominant. She even called her husband Slave! Chris told me, and wow, would I ever like to meet her. If we could expand the cast of players on Fantasy Weekend, the possibilities would expand geometrically. Chris always enjoyed meeting new couples; however, with the exception of last Fantasy Weekend with Bryan, I thought of our secret games as a very personal matter. After much thought and discussion, she agreed to meet them to see if the chemistry seemed right. She would invite them over for drinks with the prior understanding that there would be NO SEX that night. They were to arrive at around 7:30 pm. At exactly 7:30 the doorbell rang.
I opened the door and welcomed them into our home. I took Rachel’s hand and gave it a gentlemanly kiss. She glared at me haughtily and hissed, “You’ll pay for this effrontery slave. No one touches me without my permission.”
I mumbled, “I’m sorry Mistress.” Jerry removed Rachel’s coat and carefully laid it on the couch before shaking my hand. Rachel looked stunning in her black leather halter-top, mini-skirt and thigh length spiked heeled boots. She went to Chris and gave her a big hug by way of greeting.
We retired to the family room and I took the drink orders. While they began a conversation I mixed the drinks and served them. Jerry thanked me but Rachel stopped Chris as she started to say thanks by holding up her hand and saying, “You should never thank a slave for serving you dear; it is their privilege to do so.” Jerry nodded his affirmation of her statement. Jerry was quite a bit bigger than I was and could be easily described as what Chris would call a hunk. I could see there was a physical attraction there, which did not escape Rachel’s discerning eye. She asked Chris if she would like to inspect Slave more closely.
Chris casually said, “Why yes Mistress Rachel, if it’s not too much trouble.”
Rachel replied, “No trouble at all, STRIP Slave.” Jerry stood up and removed all of his clothing without hesitation. When his trousers were removed we could see that he was wearing lacy pink panties. Chris raised her eyebrows in surprise upon seeing them. She knew that I loved it when she made me wear panties, but wouldn’t have suspected such a thing about a hunk like Jerry.
When the panties were removed his huge cock was nearly fully erect. Chris reached out and took it in her hand. It was more than 7” long and thick as well. He stood stoically still despite Chris’s tender stroking. Chris exclaimed, “Mistress Rachel your slave is magnificent! And so well trained!”
Rachel replied, “Thank you, Mistress Chris. Your slave could be easily trained as well. I could help you with that process if you like.” She continued, “It would be no bother at all; I enjoy breaking a man’s spirit and bending him to our will.”
Chris’s enthusiasm for this game had increased dramatically since seeing Slave’s nude body. “Why not,” she said. “My slut is always talking about wanting to be my submissive toy; it would serve the little bitch right to give him what he thinks he wants.” She turned to me and ordered, “Strip slut. Let’s show Mistress Rachel what she has to work with.” Emulating Jerry’s unhesitating obedience I stood up and took off my clothes.
Mistress Rachel came over to me and looked me over carefully. My body hair, so carefully shaved a couple of weeks ago, was growing back and the stubbly look displeased her. My dick hung submissively limp and she snorted,” Poor Mistress Chris, how in the world could you ever be sexually satisfied with such a worthless cock?” Chris just shrugged her shoulders.
Chris had clearly changed her mind about the NO SEX tonight rule as she turned to me and ordered, “Slut, go shave your body and get into your slut outfit. Be quick about it! We’ll be waiting right here.”
A while back, Chris on one of our Fantasy Weekend weekends had taken me on a humiliating shopping trip where she bought my slave-girl outfit. A little French maid outfit with a very short skirt, wig, a matching bra, panties and garter belt set, high heeled shoes and black mesh stockings, and a complete make-up kit composed what Chris called my slut outfit. I hurried off to obey her command while Chris and Rachel continued chatting about what they might like to do tonight. Jerry was still standing silent like some naked decoration when I left.
Stepping into the shower with the razor and soap, I carefully shaved my body, legs, armpits, the few hairs around my nipples, and my pubic area very closely. I was always struck by the smooth look and feel of my body after a clean shave. It helped me to get more easily into the submissive mode since my masculinity seemed to disappear along with the body hair. I painted my toenails with the garish red polish Chris insisted I use. While they dried, I applied my make-up as Chris had previously instructed me. She had me use blue eye shadow to enhance my slutty look. The long fake eyelashes went on much easier now that I had practiced. The mascara and eyeliner were also getting much easier to apply.
When the make-up was completed, I pulled the black mesh hose up my smooth, hairless legs and I hooked them to the garter belt. Using strips of duct tape I taped my chest flesh to form the petite but real feminine breasts that Chris loved to play with. After I put on my bra the tape was invisible and my nipples protruded from the holes in the peek-a-boo bra. The matching lacy panties were next pulled on with my cock and balls tucked neatly between my legs. These black-matching items always made me feel so feminine. I stepped into my short French maid skirt and put on my puffy-sleeved, low-necked blouse. My wig was next put on and brushed out a bit. I put on a pair of hooped earrings and the choker necklace. My high-heeled toe-less shoes always felt awkward when I first put them on, but I was able to walk in them quite nicely by now.
Taking the case with the fake fingernails from the cabinet, I glued them on. I always saved them for last as it made the rest of the transformation too difficult if I was wearing them. Those fake nails were already painted to match my toenails. Looking in the mirror I could see that I had done a good job. I looked every bit the slut Chris wanted to serve her. The degrading prospect of appearing like this in front of Mistress Rachel and Jerry still made me nervous, but to please Mistress Chris I would do anything! Or at least that’s what I’d been saying; now that would be tested severely. I wasn’t sure that I was ready for whatever might happen. But, this had been all my idea to start with and I felt compelled to go through with it.
When I walked back into the family room, I was surprised to see Slave’s head under Chris’s skirt! He was performing oral sex on her while she and Mistress Rachel continued chatting nonchalantly about their plans. Chris looked up to notice me and praised, “Well done Slut, you look very pretty tonight.” Mistress Rachel put her hands on the hem of my short skirt, lifted it up and examined my panty-clad bottom. “Nice ass Slut, we’ll have to find a use for that,” she said menacingly.
Chris was becoming very aroused by Slave’s ministrations now so Rachel asked her, “Why don’t you take Slave into your bedroom and enjoy him for a bit Mistress Chris?” Chris replied, “Thank you, Mistress Rachel, I think I will.” She stood up and ordered, “Stand Slave.” When Slave immediately stood up, Chris took his cock in her hand and led him by it down the hall to the bedroom.
Mistress Rachel smirked at me and ordered, “Slut go to our car and bring me the travel bag in the back seat.” I looked at her in disbelief; I just couldn’t go out of the house dressed like this! Her dominant glare won out over my reservations quickly and I swished out to the car parked in our driveway. Retrieving the bag as rapidly as possible, I hurried back into the house. Mistress Rachel said softly, “That’s a good slave. You have real possibilities Slut. I know that the plan was for No Sex tonight, but a Mistress always brings a few toys along, just in case.”
She opened up her bag and pulled out a riding crop. “Bend over Slut, and grab your ankles,” she ordered. I wasn’t expecting this at all, as Chris made it quite clear that I wasn’t into pain. Obviously, she had her own agenda! She pulled down my panties and lightly whipped my ass cheeks, gradually increasing the force applied until my ass was sore and quite red. “A Slave, even a Slut like you, should walk around with a pretty, red ass.”
I had never agreed to whippings and since Chris hadn’t ordered me to comply, I was about to put a stop to it when she quit the whipping and let me stand up to remove my blouse and bra. Mistress Rachel caressed my titties and licked and sucked on my nipples. My cock became erect as she told me how nice it was to have such a pretty little sissy for a slave. “Get down on your hands and knees bitch,” she commanded.
I got down on all fours as she reached into her bag and produced a jar of KY jelly. Greasing my asshole she worked one finger inside me. As it wiggled around I writhed and moaned. “The only sounds you are allowed to make are those of pleasure, and you had better make lots of those to show your Mistress how much you appreciate all of the trouble I’m going through,” she warned me as she shoved in the second finger.
“Oh yes Mistress, it feels so good.” I lied and moaned with feigned pleasure as her third finger was squeezed into my tight asshole.
Rachel commented, “Your cunt is too tight. Oh well, a series of butt plugs will soon loosen you up.”
My cock was screaming for the relief of orgasm as she continued forcing that lubricant into my “cunt”, but Rachel just laughed asking with mock concern, “You’d like to fuck me right now, wouldn’t you Slut?”
I pleaded, “Oh yes Mistress Rachel, Very Much so.”
She laughed out loud and said, “You fool, you are the Slut and you GET fucked! Besides,” she continued, “How dare you think your pitiful little cock could please ME? I can have Slave fuck me whenever I want, listen to the sounds coming from the bedroom.”
Chris was obviously deep in the throes of passion, judging from the moans of, “Oh yes Slave, More Slave,” etc. coming from the bedroom. She never got that loud with me. This was not working out as it had in my fantasies! Chris had gone wild with pleasure! So far I had only suffered pain and humiliation.
Mistress Rachel now strapped on a dildo and knelt behind me. “You wanted some fucking, I’m going to give you some fucking,” she promised. The dildo was slowly forced into my well-greased asshole filling my insides with its bulk. She reached around and grabbed my nipples, pinching them forcefully. With her using my nipples to control my movements, I was forced to hump my ass to receive her vigorous thrusts. The pain from my nipples overcame the painful thrusts in my ass. I was horribly trapped into submitting to this rape, which would only end with Mistress’s orgasm. When at last, she came, the dildo was removed.
When I collapsed with exhaustion on the floor, my hands went up to my throbbing nipples. They were too sore to touch! Mistress Rachel put the dildo to my lips as she straddled my chest. “Go ahead Slut, lick it clean. You got it dirty, now you clean it!” she ordered. “You stupid little bitch, you forgot to douche before you had sex. Don’t worry dear, as my slave I will give you a nice warm enema before I fuck you in the future.” An ENEMA! I had really let myself in for more than I had bargained for. My tongue tentatively licked the dildo. “Must I bring out the cat-o-nine tails to enforce my will?” She asked sweetly.
I answered, “No Mistress” and grabbed some tissue and wiped it clean. She briefly chastised me for not using my tongue.
Saying, “Come Slut!” she led me into the bedroom where my wife was still enjoying a marathon, multi-orgasmic fuck with Slave. She looked so sexy all flushed, sweaty and thrusting her hips wildly upward to meet Slave’s vigorous thrusts. She was truly beautiful! Mistress Rachel said, “You may climax now Slave.” And he DID! It was amazing! Mistress even controlled his orgasms with her power.
He bent down to kiss Chris deeply as she shuddered with another of countless orgasms she’d enjoyed. “That was excellent Slave!” she praised him for all of the pleasures he’d given her.
Mistress Rachel beamed with pride over her demonstration of power, then ordered, “Kneel by the side of the bed Slut. Slave assisted Mistress Chris to get into position to be cleaned.” Slave helped Chris to the side of the bed and draped her legs over my shoulders. Mistress Rachel now told me, “Now lick her clean Slut.” Slave’s cum was oozing out of the vagina now scant inches from my face. This was revolting; to lick another man’s cum from my wife was too degrading for words. Slave shoved my face right into it and realizing the total futility of resisting, I began to lick her clean. The smell of the sweat mixed in with Chris’s natural juices and Slaves musky male odors made my mind reel, but I licked her clean bringing her to another orgasm. Finally, she said that she’s had enough and needed to rest for a bit.
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