Courtesan

Mr. Jackson looked at her and said, "Good afternoon nymph, I require your services."

Mandy stared at us. I think she was a little surprised by the nature of the greeting. She took a moment and then she smiled and said, "Yes Mr. Jackson, how may I serve you."

He took off his suit coat and tie and held them out for Mandy. “Lay these across your desk.”

Mandy took the coat and tie from him. While she was laying them on her desk he said, "Ms. Mason and I are going to enjoy each other for a little while. I want you to supervise her slave. Under no circumstances is he to be allowed to leave this room without Ms. Mason's permission."

I glanced at my wife. She was smiling. I could tell that the dominant tone of Mr. Jackson's instructions was arousing her.

Mr. Jackson turned to me. "Dicklet, get down on the floor and crawl over to the end of the couch. You may kneel there and watch while your wife gives me head."

As I was slipping off the couch Kelly said, "Martin, please be careful. I think you may be pushing him too hard."

Mr. Jackson shook his head. "No Kelly, You heard him. He wants to be included in this part of your life. Unless he can control his emotions you aren't going to want him around when your with a lover. He just told us that he wants to demonstrate his control and earn your trust. He can't do that unless we test him. You also told me that yesterday he professed a desire to become your cuckold slave. If he's really serious about wanting that, it's time he begins to understand exactly what it's going to mean."

Kelly looked at me. There was an expression of concern in her eyes. I smiled at her. She smiled back and then she said; "Timmy remember, you can always say check."

"Yes Ms. Mason, I will remember that; but I don't believe that I'll have to use the word."

That seemed to relax Kelly a little bit. I decided to give her a little added encouragement. "Ms. Mason."

"Yes Timmy."

"I beg you, I implore you not to to humiliate me in front of Mandy and Mr. Jackson."

Kelly, Mr. Jackson and Mandy all stared at me. Mr. Jackson was smiling. Since Tonya had taught me the rules, I assumed that both Mandy and Mr. Jackson knew and used the same code.

The code is simple. It has two parts. The first part is a safe word. If any of us don't care for something that's occurring we have the option to say, "check". The moment one of us uses the word, everyone else has agreed to stop what we're doing and discuss what's happening as equals.

The second option is a little more subtle. If a submissive like Mandy or me is really enjoying what's happening to us, we can beg our superiors to stop. They understand that when we're begging them to stop we're actually inviting them to continue or even intensify what they're doing. This allows them to act like "ruthless doms" and callously ignore our pleas for mercy while they continue tormenting us. This second option can add a little spice to the game for everyone

Kelly quietly said, "Timmy are you sure that's what you want?"

"Yes please Ms. Mason and I also beg you not to call me dicklet in front of these people. It's just too humiliating."

Kelly started giggling. She mouthed the words, "I love you" and then she took a deep breath and said; "Too bad dicklet, that is your name. Now get your wimpy little ass down to the end of the couch before I decide to punish you."

I quickly crawled to my appointed place. Once I was in position Kelly looked at me with a malicious glint in her eye. Her sadistic streak was obviously awakening. "Slave stand up and strip down to your panties. I want everyone to see what a dainty little sissy you really are."

I stood up and began unbuttoning my shirt.

Mr. Jackson turned to Mandy. In a stern voice he said, "Nymph, I want you naked." He pointed to where I was standing at the end of the couch. "Get over there and get your clothes off, now!"

Mandy hurried over to me. She quickly removed her blouse and set it on the coffee table. Under her blouse she'd been wearing a simple white brassiere. She had small breasts. She probably didn't actually need the bra.

She whispered to me, "Timmy put your clothes on the coffee with mine."

Mr. Jackson sat down on the couch next to my wife and possessively put his arm around her shoulders. Kelly responded by snuggling up to him. I noticed that she also placed her left hand on the inside of his thigh.

I put my shirt on the coffee table next to Mandy's blouse and kicked off my shoes.

Mandy was wearing a dark gray corduroy miniskirt with a red leather belt and a pair of black ankle high slip on boots. She kicked off her boots, unbuckled her belt, lowered the zipper on her skirt and let it fall to the floor. After she stepped out of her skirt she picked it up and flipped on to the coffee table next to her blouse and my shirt.

I suddenly realized that I'd been staring at her. I assumed that would get me into trouble so without thinking I quickly lowered my trousers and stepped out of them.

"Nice panties dicklet." It was Mr. Jackson. He was chuckling

I was humiliated. In my haste to get my pants off I'd momentarily forgotten about my panties.

"Model them for us dicklet. Show us how cute you look."

"Martin be careful. He's new at this."

"Oh come on Kelly, relax. What's the point of having a slave if you can't taunt him a little bit."

Mandy leaned over and whispered. "Timmy I'm a masochist too. I understand exactly what your feeling right now. Sweetie, this is your fantasy. It's really happening. Let go, relax and enjoy yourself. Don't worry, Kelly and I will take care of you."

The words, Kelly and I will take care of you, were all I needed to hear. I bowed my head and slowly turned in a circle.

"Very good dicklet. Kelly, I do believe that he is going to turn out to be an excellent slave. You really are fortunate to have found him."

Kelly nodded. "Yes Martin, I am." She turned to me and smiled. "Dicklet honey, you don't want your trousers to get wrinkled. Pick them up and lay them on the coffee table next to nymph's skirt."

I quickly followed my wife's instruction. While I was straightening my trousers I glanced at Mandy. She'd removed her brassiere. Her breasts were tiny, but she had large puffy nipples. They were really quite sexy.

After laying my trousers on the coffee table I kneeled at the foot of the couch. At the same time, Mandy took off her black pantyhose and white lace thong.

I stared at her again. I couldn't help myself. I hadn't seen very many naked girls in my life. I'd been to strip clubs on two separate occasions where I saw lots of naked women, but that was so impersonal that it really didn't count. There was Kelly of course, and Tonya on Wednesday afternoon. They were both voluptuous, large breasted women. Mandy on the other hand, was slender, almost sylph like. It didn't surprise me that her slave name was nymph.

After Mandy laid her pantyhose and thong on the coffee table she turned. As she walked over to me I noticed that like Kelly and Tonya, her pussy was also shaved.

Kelly must have noticed me staring at Mandy. "She has a pretty pussy doesn't she dicklet. You're being very well behaved right now. Maybe later, after Martin is gone, I'll let you lick her for a little while. I think that would be a very nice reward for you."

I'd been so focused on Mandy's naked body that I'd failed to notice that Kelly had opened Martin's trousers. His large freed erection was sticking straight up. My wife was slowly stroking it.

Mandy kneeled next to me. As soon as she was in position she leaned over and whispered. "Are you doing okay big boy?"

I nodded. "Yes."

Kelly winked at me. I smiled at her.

"Well now that our slaves are more properly attired, I think it's time for the games to begin. Kelly why don't you do a little strip for me."

Kelly stood up and pushed the coffee table away from the couch. "I thought you'd never ask."

My wife stared into Martin Jackson's eyes while she swayed her hips to the silent beat of an imaginary song and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. He smiled as she slipped her blouse off of her shoulders and tossed it onto the coffee table next to my trousers.

Without taking her eyes off of her boss, Kelly reached behind her back and unclasped her brassiere. She held the cups in place with her hands while she continued to dance to the imaginary music. She was teasing Mr. Jackson. He grinned at her. It was obvious that he was loving every minute of this.

As I watched my wife I realized that all of her attention was now focused on Martin. She was totally oblivious to the presence of Mandy and me. This morning when I'd noticed how completely Kelly was concentrating on her boss, I was offended. I wasn't anymore. Now I understood. Now I was actually feeling a little bit proud of my wife. Her ability to focus all of her attention on giving pleasure to the man she was with was one of the talents that made her a great courtesan.

Kelly suddenly pulled her brassiere away and exposed her breasts with a flourish. She tossed her bra onto the coffee table, kicked off her shoes and unzipped her skirt. She stared into Martin's eyes and seductively shook her naked tits and wiggled her hips while her skirt slipped to the floor.

After picking up her skirt and laying it on the coffee table, Kelly turned her back to Martin. She hooked her thumbs into the waist bands of her pantyhose and panties and began inching them down her hips.

Mr. Jackson watched with breathless anticipation as my wife slowly exposed her gorgeous ass. As soon as the waistbands of her panties and pantyhose were down to her knees Kelly turned around and lasciviously licked her lips while she fingered the moist cleft of her now exposed pussy.

Martin's cock stood stiff and tall, proudly arching it's back. He was clearly aroused by my wife's wanton display of unrestrained lust.

Kelly stared at Martin's magnificent weapon. I could see the hunger in her eyes. My wife loved cocks especially big cocks. She quickly pulled her panties and pantyhose off of her feet and dropped to her knees between Martin's legs. For a moment she lovingly caressed the middle aged executive's penis and balls and then she leaned over. She took a few seconds to softly kiss the engorged head before she finally parted her lips and took him into her mouth.

Mr. Jackson gasped when he felt my wife begin sucking him.

Kelly was an artist. All of her attention was now focused on pleasuring her partner. Her mouth and hands worked in perfect harmony.

Mr. Jackson was lying back on the couch. His eyes were closed. He appeared to be lost in a fog of absolute bliss. I was envious, but I wasn't jealous. I now understood that my wife could give this kind of pleasure to another man without diminishing her love for me.

Suddenly I saw Mr. Jackson take a deep breath and bite his lower lip. I thought that he was probably about to cum, but he didn't. Instead he sat up and gently pulled Kelly's face away from his cock.

"Kelly honey, lie down on the couch. Today I want to fuck you."

Mr. Jackson stood up.

My wife lay down and spread her legs. She was excited. It was clear that she wanted him.

He quickly took off his shirt, shoes, pants and boxer shorts. His huge cock jutted out obscenely in front of him. He looked into my eyes. There was a smug smile on his face as he mounted my wife and pushed his cock deep into her very moist cunt.

Mandy reached over and held my hand. It was a nice, comforting gesture; but it wasn't necessary. I was doing fine. Still it brought us together. Mandy and I knelt in silence at the end of the couch and watched while her master, the man she obviously loved but could never have, fucked my wife.

Martin started with long slow, deliberate thrusts. At first Kelly just lay back and enjoyed the pleasant sensation of his big cock sliding in and out of her, but when he quickened his pace she came alive. Martin started thrusting his cock in and out of my wife with savage intensity. Kelly responded by wrapping her legs around his thighs and bucking her hips to meet each of his powerful thrusts. For several minutes they engaged in a passionate duel and then Kelly suddenly arched her back and cried out, "Oh Yessss!"

Mr. Jackson made three more long hard thrusts and then he buried the full length of his erect cock in my wife and began ejaculating his seed deep into her womb.

Mandy and I watched in subdued silence as their passion slowly waned. Finally Martin rolled off of my wife and stood up. His now flaccid penis still glistened with the combined moisture of their sex.

He looked at Mandy. "Nymph, come over here and lick me clean."

As Mandy crawled over to him he turned to me and snapped his fingers. "Dicklet, your wife has a little treat for you."

I bowed obediently and crawled over to Kelly. She was lying back relaxing on the couch. Her thighs were parted. A trickle of Mr. Jackson's fresh semen dripped from the base of her cunt.

She smiled as I approached her. "Hi Timmy, are you okay?"

I grinned at her. "Yes I'm fine. It looked like you had fun."

She nodded. "Oh yes, Martin is a wonderful fuck." Suddenly she paused. Her smile disappeared and she asked in an apprehensive tone of voice, "Timmy is it okay for me to tell you that?"

I smiled. "Yes it's just fine. I'm glad you had a good time."

Kelly sighed and her smile returned. "Timmy that makes me so happy." She winked at me and giggled. "Wanna lick me clean cuckboy?"

I made an exaggerated bow and said; "Ms. Mason, it would be an honor."

She coquettishly wiggled her finger at me. "Come and get it big boy."

Kelly giggled with delight as I pressed my face between her legs and licked up all of Martin Jackson's fresh semen. As soon as I was finished I sat up and grinned at my wife.

She sat up, put her arm around me and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, baby doll, that felt very nice."

Mr. Jackson was just finishing getting dressed. He walked over to the mirror, straightened his tie and then he turned to Kelly, Mandy and me. Mandy was still kneeling on the floor next to the couch."I hope the three of you enjoyed that as much as I did."

Kelly giggled. "I certainly did."

Mandy smiled. "I had a pretty good time too."

He looked at me. "Timmy are you okay?”

I nodded. "Yes Mr. Jackson, I'm fine and I also had a good time."

"I'm glad. I do have to get back to work now, but maybe sometime in the next two weeks the four of us could have dinner together at the Goldenrod Supper Club. Timmy you're a very bright young man. I respect you and enjoy your company. I hope that we can become good friends."

He paused for a moment. He seemed to be choosing his next words carefully. Finally he said, "Please don't be confused by our sex games. In my mind at least, they have very little to do with reality."

He walked over to Mandy, reached down and gently pulled her to her feet. He put his arms around her, gave her a tender kiss and hugged her. While he hugged her he said, "I'm going to be very busy tonight. John is going to get back from Boston around supper time. We going to be up very late discussing the Orlander Manufacturing deal. I may not get a chance to call you until after midnight."

Mandy nodded. "That's okay, I understand."

He turned to me. "Timmy I have a huge favor to ask. Mandy has a rare evening off tonight. If it would be possible I would very much appreciate it if you could include her in whatever plans you and Kelly have."

Mandy started to protest. "Martin that's not nec..."

I cut her off. "Mandy we would love it if you would join us for dinner. It may not be very fancy or very exciting, but we would enjoy your company."

I looked at Kelly. She smiled. "Oh please Mandy, I'd love it if you could have dinner with us tonight."

Mandy grinned at us. "Really? That would be wonderful. Timmy could I help you cook?"

I nodded. "I would like that very much."

Martin smiled at Kelly and me. "Thank you. Now if you'll excuse me, I do have to go." He turned and walked out the door.

As he was leaving I thought to myself that Martin Jackson was most definitely an enigma.

Smokin'!!! I know you say the sex scenes are hardest for you to write. It didn't show.

I second that previous comment by Stormy. Well done for sure GH.

Yup, our golf season has arrived here as well. It's really kind of weird, two weeks ago Mother Nature hit us with our 4th Nor' Easter of the winter. Dumped about 12 inches of snow on top of the 14 that was already there from the week before. It's all gone now, but the ground is supersaturated and very slushy. Temperatures are way above normal for this time of the year. The courses are definitely open, and I'm itching to go, but I hate cart path only, it takes way too long, plus an added complication is that I've retired from retirement and gone back to a full time job. I can only play on the weekends now, something I had grown to hate over the years. I'll have to get used to 6 hour rounds again I guess. I can wait another week or so. Have you gotten out yet?

Storm

Thank you. I appreciate the comment. They are hard for me to write.

Trf2

Thank you also.

I have not been out to play golf yet here, but I spent the last three months in Tucson Arizona and played almost every day while I was there. That's taken the urgency out of the need to play here.

Sorry to hear about your retirement from retirement. I understand about weekenc golf, but it is better than not playing at all.

Gentleman, thank you again for your kind comments

GH

Kelly was cuddled up to me on the couch. I had my arm around her. Mandy was standing alone, naked in the middle of her office. The situation was about to become awkward.

Kelly patted the couch. "Mandy, come over here and sit on the other side of Timmy. He's not very big, but there's still plenty for both of us."

Mandy's smiled and then she walked over and sat down next to me. As she cuddled up to me she said, "Timmy can I have your other arm?"

I nodded and wrapped my free arm around her shoulder. Mandy laid her cheek against my chest and sighed. For a moment the three of us sat together in tender silence.

Finally Kelly said, "You love him, don't you Mandy?"

She quietly answered, "Yes".

"I think he loves you too."

"He's told me that and I believe him, but..." Her voice trailed off. She was silent for a moment and then she whispered. "He'll never marry me. I don't think he'll ever be able to love anyone more than he loves JTandR."

Kelly reached across me and patted Mandy's hand. "That's why the house is so important to him isn't it? It's his way of taking care of you."

Mandy sighed. "I never thought about it that way, but I think you're right."

She sat up and smiled at Kelly and me. "The house is going to be wonderful. How long do you think it'll be before it happens?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, we have to find one first. It also depends on how soon Mr. Jackson can make the money available."

Mandy shook her head. "That won't be a problem. Martin wants this to happen and when he wants something to happen he can move very quickly."

Kelly looked at me. "Timmy is there any reason we couldn't go see a Realtor tomorrow morning? That way we could at least start looking."

"I have to work at Kirby's in the morning, but I can't think of any reason that you couldn't meet with a Realtor without me. I trust your judgment."

"No way buddy boy, you're the mastermind of this plan. I'm not meeting with anyone unless your right by my side."

I smiled. "All right, how about if you do a little research on the Internet and make a few telephone calls while I'm at work. If you find someone who looks good you could set up an appointment for around noon."

"Kelly could I come over in the morning and help. I'll bring my laptop. We could both search the net."

Kelly nodded. "I'd love your help, but you're having dinner with us this evening. Why don't you just spend the night at our house. When we leave here we can stop by your apartment and pick up some extra clothes and your computer."

Mandy's face lit up. "I would love to do that, but I'll drive my own car. That way if we do find a Realtor, you won't have to take me home before you meet with him."

Kelly turned to me. "Timmy is there any reason that Mandy couldn't go with us when we meet with the Realtor?

I shook my head. "Not at all, in fact having her with us would be reassuring for me. You and I have bought one house, but were not exactly experts. This purchase is going to be a very big deal. I would value her input when we're trying to make decisions."

Mandy looked at me. "Really? Does that mean I could go look at houses with you too?"

I nodded. "Absolutely, in fact I think all of us should try to look at as many houses as we possibly can.

"What's this about looking at houses?"

We looked up. Tonya was walking into Mandy's office. Keisha and Antoine were right behind her.

Keisha stopped as soon as she was inside the door. "Can I go with?" Antoine nearly ran into her.

Kelly looked at me.

I smiled. "This is a big decision and it affects all of us. I think everyone should be involved."

Kelly turned to Tonya, Keisha and Antoine. "Tomorrow morning, while Timmy is at work, Mandy and I are going to try to find a Realtor. Hopefully we'll be able to set up a meeting around lunch time."

"Can I come over in the morning and help you two find the Realtor?" Keisha was so excited that she was unconsciously bouncing from foot to foot.

Kelly turned back to me. "Timmy?"

I knew exactly what she was asking. I nodded. "Yes, of course."

Kelly grinned at Keisha. "Mandy is coming over for dinner this evening. She's going to stay over night. I understand that everyone has the night off. Why don't the three of you join us. You're all welcome to stay over night and everyone can help search for a realtor in the morning."

"Do you have enough beds for all of us?" There was a reason Tonya was the lead hostess. She obviously had a practical mind.

"We have a king sized bed in the master bedroom, a queen sized bed in our guest room and the studio couch in our den that pulls out into a double bed." Kelly giggled. "We'll be fine, but we'll have to share."

Keisha yelled, "I get to share with Timmy."

Everyone started laughing.

I sighed. It was becoming apparent that tomorrow morning I'd be facing another day with very little sleep. Living with a courtesan was turning out to be very taxing.

Tonya quietly said, "Kel this dinner party is a wonderful idea, but it might be even more fun if we could add a couple more guys."

Keisha nodded. "Oh yes, a good party needs plenty of cock."

Antoine stepped forward. "A friend of mine is in town. His name is Gary. We played basketball together in college. I'd really like to come to your dinner party, but I promised I'd spend the evening with him. Maybe he could join us? He's a nice guy."

Keisha put her arm around Antoine's waist. "Does he have a big black cock like yours?"

Antoine shook his head. "No, but he has white cock that's almost as big as mine."

Keisha grinned. "Oh yes, a big white cock; that would suit me just fine. Does he like black pussy?"

Antoine slipped his hand under Keisha's miniskirt and grabbed her ass. "He loves black pussy, but he loves black ass even more."

Keisha giggled. "Oooo! This boy is sounding better and better all the time."

Kelly smiled. "Antoine we would love to have your friend join us for dinner. Would cocktails at 6:30 be all right? That will leave us with plenty of time to play after we eat."

"It looks like Gary is going to be Keisha's date tonight. Antoine will be my date?"

Antoine walked over and urbanely kissed Tonya's cheek. "Tonnie it would be an honor."

Tonya reached down and grabbed his crotch. "It may be an honor for you, but I'm quite certain that it's going to turn out to be a thrill for me."

Kelly looked at me. "Timmy this is going to be your first evening with these people, so I'm going to offer you a choice. Would you rather be my date or my slave tonight."

I immediately understood the significance of the question. If I was her date, I would be allowed to sit with the group and freely participate in the conversation. That was not a privilege that would be extended to a slave."

Next to me Mandy whispered. "Please say you'll be her slave. It would so much fun to serve the party with you."

I smiled. "That's a request that's hard to ignore." I looked at my wife. "It looks like I'm going to be a slave tonight."

Kelly slowly nodded her head. There was a glint of excitement in her eyes. "Very well, It appears that our evening just became a little more intriguing."

Her tone sent a shiver of excitement up my spine.

My wife thought for a moment and then she said, "Since your choosing to be a slave, I'm going to need a date for the evening. Would you mind if I invited Chris?"

I glanced around. Everyone was watching us.

I quietly answered. "I'm your slave. That's a question you shouldn't need to ask."

Kelly smiled. "I understand that babydoll, but I'm still choosing to ask the question. Think about our earlier conversation. I believe this falls into the area of reassurance. This would be the second evening in a row that I've spent with Chris. I don't want to dampen your confidence in my love for you."

I leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Thank you, I appreciate your concern. Just asking the question gives me a lot of reassurance. I think Chris would be a wonderful addition to tonight's party"

Kelly put her arms around me and gave me a hug. "I love you Babydoll."

Next to us Mandy said, "Don't worry Kelly. I'll take care of him tonight."

Kelly let go of me and nodded to Mandy. "Thank you Mandy, I'd appreciate that."

"I have a question." It was Keisha. Everybody looked at her. "Can I call Timmy Babydoll?"

Kelly laughed. "Yes you certainly can, but not tonight. When he's acting as a slave you should call him dicklet, pussyboy or cuckboy." She giggled, "Or any other nasty little name you can think of."

Tonya stepped into the middle of the room. "All right, everything is settled. Cocktails will be served at 6:30. Timmy and Mandy are our slaves and will be preparing and serving the dinner. Antoine, you're my date and you're going to bring your friend, Gary for Keisha."

Antoine nodded.

"Kelly you're bringing Chris."

Kelly smiled.

"And were all invited to spend the night."

Kelly and I both nodded.

Kelly turned to Mandy. "Mandy, when we're done here will you drive Timmy back to the store where he works. His car is there. If you drive him it will give the two of you a chance to discuss tonight's menu and it will give me an opportunity to talk to Chris."

Tonya looked around. "Are there any other questions about the party?"

No one said anything.

"All right, I have another question. Martin was in here for almost an hour. After he left we came in here and found you two sitting on the couch naked with Timmy in between you wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties." Tonya walked over, sat down on Mandy's desk and crossed her arms. "No one is leaving this room until we've heard every juicy detail"

Antoine turned the chair in front of Mandy's desk so that it was facing us and sat down. He patted his knee. "Come on Keish. You can sit on my lap."

Keisha sat down and put her arm around Antoine's shoulder.

For the next fifteen minutes Kelly, Mandy and I took turns telling them everything.

Oh my, this is going to be one hell of an evening, can't wait.

The work thing is only temporary, and I ended up back at where I retired from doing a really cool job, so it's not too bad. Just need to put some golf money away for the future if you know what I mean.

I can't imagine playing golf every day for three months, that sounds like heaven to me. Hopefully someday.

Great writing GH, thanks

TrF2

What a tease! Trf2 is right, the evening should be memorable. I don't envy you trying to write it.
I do, however, envy you the 3 winter months in Tucson hitting the ball around. I had pictured you sitting, slaving over a hot keyboard for our pleasure while the cold winds blew outside and the snow piled up to the windowsills. Silly me, and good for you!!
Thanks for another fun read.

I'll second that!

Looking forward to the next posting.

Looks like things are going to be wonderful! I can't wait for the party to start.

Looks like things are going to be wonderful! I can't wait for the party to start.

Gentlemen

Thank you for your kind comments. I do appreciate them. Please excuse my hurried responses.

We're having company for dinner. For the past week I've been working on these next segments and I want to get at least one of them posted before our company arrives.

GH

When we finally finished telling everyone what happened, Tonya shook her head and said, "This has certainly been an exciting morning."

Keisha looked at Kelly. "Let me get this straight. You and Martin both got off, but Timmy and Mandy didn't."

Suddenly Kelly's smile turned to a frown. She answered in a very defensive tone of voice. "That's true, but only because the three of you showed up before we had a chance to do anything else."

Tonya stood up. "I think it's time our two little slaves had some fun." She grinned at Keisha. "Keish, Kelly's babydoll knows a trick. Actually I think he knows several tricks, but according to Kelly, this is a new one. Believe me, it's a lulu."

Keisha raised her eyebrows. "Really?" She stood up. Standing with her hands on her hips, she looked at Tonya and in a voice dripping with mock indignation asked; "And may I be so bold as to ask how you came to know about this new trick?"

Tonya smiled. "Certainly, when I met Kelly and Timmy in Kelly's office two days ago, he demonstrated it for me."

Keisha looked at Kelly. "That's not fair! How come Tonnie gets to play with Timmy and I don't?"

Kelly smiled. "Who ever said that you weren't going to get to play with Timmy?"

Keisha shrugged. "I don't know. I mean Timmy's your husband and..."

"That didn't stop you from shoving your hand down the front of his pants about an hour ago." Antoine was laughing. He obviously enjoyed the antics of Tonya and Keisha.

"Toine, you know I was just teasing Timmy."

"I wish you'd tease me like that a little more often."

Kelly looked at me. "Did Keisha really put her hand down the front of your pants?"

I nodded as I reluctantly answered. "Twice." I was incapable of lying to my wife.

Kelly raised her eyebrows. "Twice!"

"The second time he put my hand down there."

Kelly stared at me. "Timmy is that true?"

I hung my head. I was embarrassed. I felt like I'd let Kelly down. "Yes, Keisha was teasing me. She was badgering me about divorcing you so I could marry her."

Kelly looked at Keisha and shook her head. Everyone in the room was grinning. That embarrassed me even more.

My voice was barely audible as I continued. "I was feeling kind of cocky."

Keisha waved her arms in an exaggerated display of mock dismay. "Kind of cocky? Hell I grabbed it. You can trust me, he was feeling damn cocky."

Tonya turned to Keisha. "Keish, be quiet. You've already embarrassed him enough."

Keisha smiled at me sheepishly. "Sorry Timmy, I didn't mean to make you feel bad." There was a feeling of genuine sincerity in the tone of her voice.

I smiled at her and then I continued. "Everyone's excitement about my house idea and all the nice things they were saying about me because of what you'd told them, had me a little pumped up."

I shrugged. "I guess I just wanted to show everyone that I could be daring." I looked at Kelly and sighed. "I'm sorry."

Kelly put her arms around me. "Babydoll. you have nothing to be sorry about. You just watched another man fuck me."

"I know but..."

Tonya chuckled. "Kelly honey, if you ever decide you don't want this wonderful man, I'd like to have a chance at..."

"Not so fast Tonnie, you're going to have to get in line and when you do, I'm gonna butt in front of you." Keisha was grinning.

Tonya playfully flipped off her friend.

Kelly held me possessively in her arms and smiled at the other women. "No one is going to pry my babydoll away from me."

They grinned at her.

She turned back to me. "So what happened? Did Keish jack you off?"

I looked down at the floor again. "No..."

"I intervened and pulled her hand out of his pants." Everyone looked at Mandy.

Antoine nodded. "Kel, you owe Mandy a enormous thank you. She worked very hard to take care of you and Timmy this morning."

My wife smiled at Mandy. "Thank you, I really do appreciate what you did." And then she looked at everyone. "I'm very lucky, you're all wonderful friends."

For a moment there was an awkward silence and then Tonya said, "So I guess Mandy is the next one to who gets to enjoy Timmy's trick."

Kelly thought for a moment and then she turned to Mandy. There was a malicious twinkle in her eye. "Nymph, I'd like you to help me initiate our new slave into our group."

Mandy smiled at Kelly and politely bowed. "Of course Ms. Mason. How may I be of assistance."

"Just a moment." Kelly turned to me. "Dicklet, it's time for you to get off the couch. I want you on your knees and I want your there now."

Kelly's abrupt change of demeanor surprised me. I hesitated.

"Dicklet, I said now! Do I have to spank you in front of all of our friends."

That was all the prodding I needed. I jumped off the couch and fell to my knees at Kelly's feet.

Behind me I heard Keisha say. "Oh my, he does show promise."

Kelly pushed her bare foot into my face. "Kiss my foot dicklet. Show everybody what a good little slave you really are."

I was now both humiliated and excited beyond belief. The previous evening Kelly had required me to abase myself in front of Chris. Now she was demanding that I do it in front of four more people. I closed my eyes and with a combination of trepidation and desire I cradled my wife's foot in my hands and reverently kissed her toes.

"Very good dicklet."

I looked up at Kelly. She was smiling. I also noticed a breathless quality to her voice. Her exhibition of power over me was exciting her. That excited me. I began kissing her toes with ardor.

Kelly immediately stopped me. "That's enough dicklet. Tonight there will be many opportunities for you to demonstrate your devotion and obedience. Right now my purpose is to make certain that you understand and accept your position in this group. Look up at me dicklet, watch."

Kelly reached over and gently caressed Mandy's shoulder. "Dicklet, Nymph is not only Mr. Jackson's slave, she's also our slave. Any of us can use her at anytime it pleases us."

She slid her fingers down Mandy's arm and softly toyed with her petite breast. "If we choose, we can caress her and give her pleasure. We don't have to ask her permission."

Suddenly Kelly grabbed Mandy's nipple and gave it a vicious twist. Mandy jumped but she didn't make any effort to stop Kelly.

"Or if it pleases us, we can give her pain."

She leaned over and gently kissed Mandy's nipple and then she sat up and smiled at me. "I'm not actually sure which she prefers, but you must understand that it really doesn't make any difference to us. Nymph is a slave, her desires are unimportant. All that matters is our pleasure."

The room was completely silent. No one was moving or talking. Everyone's attention was focused on my wife.

Kelly whispered to Mandy, "Nymph offer your foot to dicklet."

Mandy obediently extended her foot.

"Dicklet, kiss our slaves foot."

I looked up at my wife. I now understood what she meant when she said that she wanted to establish my position in this group. My entire body started tingling. Kelly was even forcing me to submit to Mandy.

My hands were shaking as I picked up Mandy's foot. I held it in front of me and then I took a deep breath and submissively kissed her toes."

Behind me I heard Tonya say, "Damn Kelly, that is hot. You're turning into one hell of a good dom."

Keisha laughed. "Shit, my pussy is dripping right now and Toine's dick is about to rip a hole right through his trousers."

"Hey leave my dick out of this."

Everyone started laughing. That broke the mood, but it didn't matter. In fact it was good. It helped establish the tone for tonight's party. For these people sex was fun and they enjoyed it in all of its variations.

Tonya walked over, sat down next to Kelly and slipped her hand between her legs. "Damn girl, you are soaking wet."

Kelly laughed and then she grabbed me and pulled me up onto the couch and settled me in between Tonya and her. "Did you enjoy that babydoll?"

Keisha shook her head. "He damn well better have enjoyed it. That was one sexy dom scene. But honey what about Mandy? I thought you and Timmy were going to get her off."

Tonya smiled at Keisha. "Keish, we're not quite done."

Keisha;s face lit up. "OOOO! You mean there's still more coming?"

Kelly slowly nodded.

"Hey this little scene has given me some major league wood. If we're getting people off, I want to know where to get in line." Antoine was grinning at us.

Tonya leaned across me and whispered to my wife. Kelly nodded and then she kissed my cheek. "Babydoll, Tonya and Keisha are going to take care of you while I take care of Antoine."

As soon as Kelly stood up Tonya smiled at Keisha. "Keish, why don't you come over her and take Kelly's place next to Timmy."

While Keisha was walking over to me I watched my naked wife slowly sashay over to Antoine. As she approached him she said,"Feeling a little anxious big boy?" Her voice was low and husky. It dripped with sexual innuendo. I assumed that this was a voice she often used while she was working. "Why don't you take your pants off and show me the problem."

As Keisha was sliding in between Mandy and me, Tonya brushed her lips against my cheek. "Your wife is one of the most seductive women I've ever known. There are times when she even amazes Keisha, Mandy and me."

Antoine stood up, kicked his shoes off and stared into my wife's eyes while he slowly lowered his trousers and boxer shorts. I gasped when I saw his erect penis. Even by Internet standards it was huge.

Keisha reached over and started toying with my nipple. While she played with me she said, "Antoine's cock really is amazing isn't it."

I unconsciously nodded.

After stepping out of his trousers and undershorts, Antoine sat back down in his chair. Kelly immediately kneeled between his legs. His enormous erection jutted obscenely into the air in front of her. She placed her outstretched hands on each side of his ebony monster and started rolling it back and forth between them like it was a piece of clay or bread dough that she was forming into a colossal snake.

Next to me Tonya whispered. "Look at her Timmy. All of her attention is already focused on Antoine's cock. It's almost like she's hypnotized. This is what makes your wife special. When she makes love to a man she wholeheartedly gives herself to him."

On the other side of me Keisha quietly said, "But this doesn't diminish her love for you at all. You are and always will be the center of her universe."

Kelly was now kissing the head of Antoine's cock.

Tonya started rubbing the inside of my thigh. "Watch her Timmy. She is making love to Antoine. That's the only term that can truly describe what your wife does when she's with a man. Right now she belongs to him. Look at Antoine's eyes. Look at the smile on his face. He knows that she belongs to him and it's making her blow job much more intense for him."

Keisha kissed my cheek. "Don't worry babydoll; the moment they're finished the spell will break and Kelly will be all yours again. She will always love you and she will always come back to you."

Tonya continued rubbing the inside of my thigh. "Timmy we understand how this might cause you to be afraid that you're going to lose your wife to another man. Please believe us when we tell you that will never happen. It is true that Kelly's body and her attention and at times even her thoughts may temporarily belong to another man, but her heart will always belong to you."

While Keisha and Tonya talked to me, I watched Kelly. She was licking and sucking Antoine's huge balls while she slowly masturbated him with her fist. She was totally engrossed in what she was doing.

Tonya noticed me watching. "Look at how much both of them are enjoying each other. Could you ever deny Kelly this pleasure?"

Without taking my eyes off of my wife I slowly shook my head and answered. “No.”

Keisha quietly said, "Timmy we know this has been difficult and we understand that there may still be some stressful times in the future for you, but now you have us to help you. We'll always be here to reassure you."

Keisha slowly trailed her fingers across my pantie covered penis. At the same time Tonya said, "Kelly told me about her date with Chris last night. I got the impression that she spent most of the time trying to fulfill your fantasies."

I nodded. "Yes, she was very good to me."

"She's not going to do that tonight. Tonight it's going to be her turn. Tonight your wife is going to give herself to Chris for the entire evening. Tonight she's going to ignore you."

A feeling of fear crept into my loins.

Keisha reached into my panties and gently squeezed my erect penis. "Don't worry Timmy. For several hours tonight Kelly is going to belong to another man, but at then end of the evening he's going to go home and she will return to you. She loves you."

My wife now had Antoine's huge cock in her mouth. She was sucking him.

Tonya started drawing little circles around my nipple. "Mandy will be with you for the entire evening. Tonight one of her jobs will be to reassure you. Keisha, Antoine and I are also going to be there for you tonight. This evening we'll be the ones working to fulfill your fantasies. From now on you're not just going to be Kelly's slave, you're also going to be our slave."

Keisha squeezed my penis. At the same time she kissed my cheek. "Will you do that Timmy? Will become our slave?"

Tonya began tweaking my nipples with her fingertips. "Will you do that for us Timmy? Keisha, Antoine, Mandy and I all need you." She paused and looked at me. "Yes, you'll also be Mandy's slave. She needs you every bit as much as we do. That's why Kelly made you kiss her feet. In exchange for your love and your adoration we all promise to love you, take care of you and help you live your most secret fantasies for the rest of your life. Kelly confided in me that you told her you that you felt you were destined to be a slave. Let us help you fulfill your destiny."

I suddenly understood. My entire body started to tingle with excitement. This was why I'd conceived the house idea. This was exactly what I wanted. This was my destiny. I looked at Tonya. "Yes, please I do want to be your slave. I desperately want to serve all of you for the rest of my life."

Antoine tapped Kelly's shoulder. She took his cock out of her mouth and turned around so she could watch.

Tonya gently pushed me off the couch. "Get down on your knees slave."

I fell to my knees at Tonya's feet. She extended her toes. "Kiss me."

I cradled Tonya's nylon stocking covered foot in my hands and solemnly kissed her toes.

She smiled. "Now kiss Ms. Edward's feet."

As I crawled over to Keisha I glanced at Kelly. She was straddling Antoine's hips; but she wasn't facing him, she was facing me. I watched as she slowly lowered herself onto his mammoth erection.

As Antoine's huge cock disappeared into my wife Tonya said, "She belongs to him right now. You need to forget about her and focus your attention on us. We are now your mistresses and you are now our slave. Attend to your duties dicklet. Kiss Ms. Edward's feet."

I reluctantly turned away from my wife. I wanted to watch her with Antoine but I understood my place. I was now a slave. Idly sitting around watching my mistresses and their lovers was most likely going to be a rare privilege for me.

Instead I focused my attention on Ms. Edwards foot. As I carefully raised it to my lips I looked up at her. She was smiling at me. A little thrill rippled through me as I kissed her toes and committed myself to serving her.

While I was kissing Keisha's feet Tonya stood up and walked around me. She sat down on the other side of Mandy and whispered something into her ear.

Mandy nodded and rolled over so that she was kneeling on the couch with her ass facing me.

Behind me I could hear my wife's labored breathing and the noises created by the steady rhythm of her sex with Antoine'.

Tonya slipped off the couch, sat down on the floor next to me and gently pulled my lips away from Keisha's foot. She turned me so that I was looking at my wife.

"Isn't she beautiful dicklet?"

Kelly was still facing me and still straddling Antoine. She was leaning back against him. Her feet were on the floor on each side of his feet. Her hands were behind her resting on the arms of the chair. They provided the support she needed so that her legs could propel her up and down on her lover's huge cock. Her head was tilted back, her eyes were closed. She was totally absorbed in the pleasure she was giving and receiving.

I nodded. "Yes she is."

"Once they're finished; after she and Antoine have fully satisfied each other, she will still love you."

"I know."

"But at this moment you cannot disturb her. You do understand that don't you? She needs to be free to enjoy herself without having to worry about you."

"Yes I understand.'

"Right now Mandy does need you. Because she's a slave, she rarely gets to cum. Wouldn't you like to give her that pleasure? As our slave, giving us pleasure will be one of your many duties."

Tonya turned me back around. Behind me I could still hear the sounds of my wife and Antoine making love. In front of me Mandy was kneeling on the couch with her back to me.

"Timmy I want you to kiss and lick her asshole. This will be a very rare treat for her. She'll enjoy it. You'd like to do that for her wouldn't you?"

I nodded.

"Go ahead, she's waiting."

I crawled up behind Mandy. I wanted to do this. It was important. I liked Mandy. I wanted to give her pleasure. I carefully spread the cheeks of her rear.

When Mandy felt my lips touch her asshole she sighed. "Oh yes Timmy. Please do this."

Her response excited me. I eagerly pushed my tongue into her tiny rosebud. I felt Mandy shiver.

She giggled. "Timmy that feels so good. You're giving me goosebumps all over."

Tonya whispered into my ear. "Make her cum Timmy. You know how to do it. No man is as skilled with his tongue as you are."

I continued to probe Mandy's ass with my tongue, but at the same time I started massaging her very wet pussy with my fingertips. After a moment I slipped my middle finger into her. Mandy gasped when she felt me inside of her and then she slowly started to rotate her hips. She was trying to fuck both the finger in her cunt and my tongue in her ass.

Tonya tapped my shoulder. "You have her nice and wet back there. It's time for her to roll over."

Next to Mandy Keisha said, "Roll over honey. Timmy has a special treat for you."

Tonya pulled my face away from Mandy's rear and I pulled my finger out of her pussy. She rolled over, spread her legs and smiled at me. I looked at her naked sex. It was much smaller than Tonya's or Kelly's. I could see why it might be difficult for her to take a cock like Antoine's.

I leaned forward. Her breath caught when she felt me kissing the lips of her moist pussy. I extended my tongue and tasted her.

In a hushed voice she said, "Oh yessss."

I started licking Mandy. Slowly at first, but as I felt her respond I increased the pace and intensity of my efforts. At the same time I placed my fingertip on her tiny anus and began massaging it.

For a minute or two I let Mandy enjoy the attention of my tongue and then I stopped. She emitted a moan of protest, but I ignored her. The interruption to her pleasure was only going to be momentary. I needed to put my finger in my mouth and get it wet. As soon as it was moist I resumed teasing the entrance to her forbidden hole, only this time as I massaged her, I slowly pushed my wet finger into her.

I felt Mandy's muscles tense up when she realized what I was doing. I quickly started licking her pussy again. She gasped and then she slid her hips forward in response to the sensations that I was creating.

For another minute I licked her pussy while I probed the entrance to her anus with my fingertip and then I once again stopped.

Mandy whimpered in protest, but I still ignored her. I put my finger back in my mouth. As soon as it was nice and wet I pushed it back into her ass and resumed tonguing her cunt.

Mandy mashed her dripping sex into my face. I responded by pushing my finger deeper into her asshole. Soon I was in all the way up to my second knuckle. At the same time I found her engorged clitoris sucked it into my mouth.

Behind me I heard my wife cry out. Subconsciously I realized that she was having an orgasm while another man was fucking her, but at that moment I was so focused on giving Mandy pleasure that I didn't care.

Mandy started giggling like she was a child being unmercifully tickled.

I countered by flicking her clit with my tongue while I sucked on it.

Mandy cried out; "Tonnie, Keish, this is wonderful!"

I kept sucking and tonguing her clit while I simultaneously fucked her asshole with my finger. For a minute we were caught in a limbo of unrestrained lust and then Mandy arched her back and let out a blood curdling scream.

I kept pleasuring Mandy while a torrent of orgasmic ecstasy tore through her body. When I finally felt her relax I stopped sucking on her clit and pulled my finger out of her asshole.

Behind me I heard my wife say, "He's really quite amazing."

Above me on the couch I heard Keisha say, "Damn, he has to do that for me."

Tonya laughed. "He will Keish. We're going to be living with him. He's our slave. If we want to, we can make him do it to us every single day."

"Timmy, is that what you want?" It was Kelly.

I turned. My wife was still sitting on Antoine's lap. She still had her back to him. He was holding her in his arms. They were done fucking. Antoine's large penis now lay flaccid next to his right thigh. Kelly's legs were spread. A trickle of his fresh cum dripped from the bottom of her stretched pussy.

I looked at my wife and asked her the same question. "Is that what you want?"

She thought about the question for a moment and then she said, "Yes, I think it is."

I nodded. "Then that's what I want too."

She smiled at me. "Did you enjoy licking Mandy's cunt?"

I grinned at her. "Yes I did. Did you enjoy Antoine's cock?"

Kelly laughed. "Timmy it was magnificent." She patted Antoine's thigh. "It always is."

Next to me Tonya said, "Timmy, are you a good little cuckboy?"

I looked at her with a puzzled expression. Actually I was a little embarrassed by the question.

Kelly said, "Dicklet, Ms. Lewis asked you a question. Answer her."

I nervously whispered, "I um, I guess so."

"You guess so?" There was an indignant tone to my wife's voice.

I was suddenly feeling quite disconcerted. I managed to stammer out, "Yes."

Kelly pressed me. "Yes what? Tell us!"

I realized that she wasn't going to back off. The humiliation was also starting to excite me and suddenly I understood what Kelly and Tonya were doing. I was a submissive masochist. I was going to live with these people as their slave. They were dominant sadists. I had to learn to accept; no that wasn't correct. I had to learn to enjoy, being taunted and teased by them.

I Looked at Kelly, took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I'm a good little cuckboy."

Kelly shook her head. "Dicklet I didn't ask the question. I didn't have to. I already knew that. Ms. Lewis asked the question. You have to tell her."

I was mortified, but my entire body was tingling with excitement. I turned to Tonya and said; "Yes Ms. Lewis, I am a good little cuckboy."

Tonya nodded. "Well if you're a good little cuckboy, shouldn't you crawl over and clean up the mess that Mr. Carter left in your wife?"

I looked at Kelly's pussy and then I looked at Tonya and Kelly. They were both watching me. It really shouldn't have been that big a deal. The previous night I'd licked Chris's cum out of my wife's pussy while he watched. But this time it was a big deal. This time there was a difference. Kelly was sitting on Antoine's lap and his semen wasn't leaking from her cunt onto a mattress. It was dripping onto his pubic area just above his flaccid cock.

I hesitated. Kelly stared at me. Suddenly she understood the reason for my reluctance. She smiled and then she said to Tonya. "Tonnie I think we might be pushing him a little too far and a little too fast. Lay him down on the floor."

Kelly climbed off of Antoine. As she walked over to me he said, "Yeah and he aint the only one that might have been getting pushed too far, too fast."

Keisha laughed. "Relax Toine. He was just going to be licking a little cum off of you. It wasn't like he was going to be sucking your dick." She giggled. "We do that for you."

"Yeah, well maybe I'll eventually get used to the idea, but for the time being Timmy can restrict all of his licking to the four of you."

I smiled at Antoine and held my thumb up. He smiled back and held his thumb up. Then he grinned at Keisha. "See, Timmy is my buddy. We understand each other.'

Keisha rolled her eyes. "You guys are such hypocrites. You love watching Tonya and Kelly make love to each other, but if a guy comes anywhere near your dick you break into a cold sweat and run away.'

Antoine shrugged. "Maybe someday I'll become a little more open minded, but for the time being I'd prefer to be a hypocrite."

Kelly stood over me with one foot on either side of my head. I looked up. Her pussy glistened with Antoine's semen.

"Tonnie, Timmy has been a very good boy. I think he deserves a reward."

Tonya nodded. "I agree Kel. Are you thinking that I should give him a nice sweet blow job while he licks your pussy clean?"

My wife smiled. "That's exactly what I was thinking."

Keisha stood up. "Hey! that's not fair. Tonnie got to play with Timmy on Wednesday. I want to give him his blow job."

Mandy leaned forward. "Actually, I should be giving it to him. I mean he did just do a magnificent job of getting me off."

Kelly shook her head. "No Mandy, you get him for the entire evening."

"Yes, but we'll be busy waiting on the three of you and your dates."

Kelly winked at Mandy. "I'm quite certain that you'll be able to find plenty of opportunities this evening to play with my babydoll." She paused and then she said, "And you may also want to consider this."

"What?"

Kelly turned to Antoine. "Toine are you and Gary going to spend the night at our house?"

Antoine shook his head. "Sorry Kel, it'll have to be another time. Gary has an early plane to catch. We'll have to leave by midnight."

Kelly smiled at Mandy. "I know Chris won't spend the night. That means that after the guys leave all four of us will be all alone with sweet little Timmy."

Mandy grinned. "This could turn out to be a very fun night."

Tonya laughed. "I think memorable might be the right word." She turned to Keisha. "Keish, I agree with you. Right now it should be your turn. Please do the honors."

Keisha rubbed her hands together in mock wickedness. "Oh boy, this is going to be fun." She kneeled down and crawled between my legs. As she pulled my panties down she said, "Timmy you do know that black girls give the best head."

Antoine laughed. "Keish, I don't want to burst your bubble, but Timmy's wife is living proof that your assertion is invalid."

I saw Keisha stick her tongue out at Antoine and then Kelly sat down on my face.

The next ten minutes were pure rapture. Keisha was very skilled at giving head and there was nothing in this world that excited me more than licking my wife's pussy. The combination was indescribable

I hope your dinner didn't get cold GH. That 3 course meal you left us was certainly hot enough and cooked (or should I say cucked) to perfection. Michelin star. This story just seems to get better and better, or is that just Kelly !

Damn GH, you hit us with the big trifecta. Awesome. All that and serving dinner to guests as well, you ARE the man. What a great writing job.

Love the story, as always, thanks.

TrF2

Wow! I was expecting one chapter, but it kept on keeping on. The gift that keeps on giving! That was a very hot sex scene between a fascinating and diverse group of personalities. Nobody can do the multi-person scenes like you do, just fantastic!

Ahhh…. The game of anal tongue darts! Sure to make a woman quiver and squirm for more. This is such a nice touch to your ongoing story and twist of characters.

A woman’s ass is much like a nine volt battery….. one knows they shouldn’t put their tongue there….but feel compelled to anyway.

No way am I going to let this slip off the first page. Glad you're taking a little breather GH, hope you're getting some golf in.

TrF2

Peak, Trf2, storm and cuckold4one

Thank you for the kind comments

Trf2

Thanks for bumping the story up. I have been experiencing a little bit of a writing block lately. I've written several scenes that I deleted after rereading them. Sometimes the brain just doesn't work.

I have been playing alot of golf lately. The last three days I've played 27 holes a day, but I think I'll only play 18 today.

Thanks for the comments

GH

Once Keisha got me off, the little get together in Mandy's office broke up quickly. Antoine had to meet Gary at Gary's hotel. Tonya had several telephone calls to make before she could leave for the day and Keisha went to her office to look for something sexy to wear to the dinner party.

As soon as everyone was gone Kelly, Mandy and I started getting dressed. While we were putting our clothes back on Kelly looked at me and asked, "Timmy are you okay about everything that happened today?"

I smiled at her. "Yes, I'm just fine."

She smiled back at me. There was an expression of relief on her face. "Good." She paused for a moment and then she asked, "Are you sure it's all right that I have Chris over again? I don't want you to be jealous because I'm seeing him two nights in a row."

I shook my head. "No, I want you to have him over. I like Chris and you enjoy his company. Besides, if he wasn't a frequent guest in our house, he wouldn't be much of a boyfriend."

Kelly grinned at me. "Timmy, you really are wonderful."

I looked at her. "I do have one request for tonight."

"What's that Timmy?"

"Last night both you and Chris worked very hard to fulfill my cuckold fantasies. Don't misunderstand me, I really do appreciate what the two of you did for me; but I think it might have been at the expense of some of your own enjoyment."

Kelly started to protest. I shook my head. "Let me finish."

She nodded.

"Tonya mentioned this to me earlier. When I had a chance to think about it I had to agree with her. She suggested that tonight should be your turn and I also agree with that. Kelly tonight I want you to focus all of your attention on Chris and ignore me completely."

Kelly shook her head. "Timmy, are you sure? I don't want to push you too fast." She sighed. "I was so scared when I found out you'd left the building this morning. I was certain that this time I'd lost you for good.

"Well you didn't lose me, and you're not going to lose me." I thought for a moment and then I said, "Yes Kelly, I am sure. This morning was difficult for both of us, but it was also very important. It helped me to understand you much better. You have to remember that last night and this morning were the first times I've ever actually seen you in the arms of other men. While we were in college you always told me every detail of what happened on your dates, but that's not the same as seeing it."

My wife nodded.

"I've always known how important sex was to you, but this morning was the first time I actually realized how deeply you committed yourself to your partner. Last night you and Chris were so worried about my feelings and so concerned about involving me, that I never had an opportunity to see the real you."

I shrugged. "I guess I'd always assumed that when you were having sex with another guy it was a cold dispassionate act."

Kelly smiled. "That really wouldn't be much fun."

I nodded. "Yes, and when I think about it, that should have been obvious. It's also exactly the point. For you sex is much more than a biological act, it's a passion. Kelly you're an artist and like all great artists you put your entire being into your work. Only when you work you're not creating magnificent paintings or glorious sculptures, you're creating divine pleasures for the enjoyment of you and your partner. I would be very curious to see you on date with a sixty year old, overweight, bald headed businessman in Las Vegas."

Mandy laughed. "She's every bit as intense as she was with Martin and Antoine today. That's why Martin, Wendell and John value her so highly."

Kelly blushed at Mandy's compliment.

I smiled at my wife. "Kelly, I now understand that if I want to be with you I'm always going to have to be content to be your second love."

Kelly vehemently shook her head. "No Timmy, that's wrong. You'll always be my first love. You're my only love."

I shook my head. "No Kelly, sex will always be your first love just like business will always be Martin's first love. That's why you'll never be able to remain faithful to one man. Fidelity would force you to forsake your first love" I grinned at her. "But now that I understand that, I can be both confident and content that I will always be your second love and that's enough for me."

Kelly smiled at me. "Timmy, I've never thought about it in quite that way, but I have to admit that I'm both overjoyed and relieved to to hear you say it."

I shrugged and then with a wry smile I added. "I'm also beginning to understand that for a submissive cuckold slave, I was being awfully sensitive."

Mandy and Kelly both started laughing. After a moment Kelly put her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. "If I remember correctly, a couple of days ago you pointed out that we were trying to put together a very complicated relationship. You cautioned me that it might take a little time to work out all the details. I think this morning we experienced some growing pains."

I winked at my wife. "That we did, but I think we're over the pain so I'm ready to try for a little more growth this evening."

Kelly stared at me. "You're absolutely certain that's what you want."

"Yes I am." I answered without hesitation.

Kelly turned to Mandy. "Will you promise to look after him for me?"

Mandy smiled. "I'd like that very much."

Kelly looked at me. There was a twinkle in her eye. "Brace yourself Mr. Jamieson. Tonight you're going to find out what it's like to really be treated like a slave."

I just grinned at my wife.

Kelly and I quickly finished dressing. As soon as all three of us were ready to go Kelly turned to Mandy. "Will you drive Timmy back to the store where he works so he can get his car? That will give me a chance to go see Chris."

"Of course I..."

I cut Mandy off. "It's not necessary. There's a Lincoln waiting to take me back to the store."

Kelly shook her head. "Not this afternoon. In the future I'm sure all of us will have to make extensive use of the Lincolns, but today we're going to pamper you. Besides it will give you and Mandy a chance to get to know each other a little better." Kelly winked at Mandy. "And by the way, tonight while I'm playing with Chris you have my permission to get to know Timmy a whole lot better."

Mandy looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes. "Did you hear that Timmy? Tonight we get to be more than just slaves. Tonight you're going to be my date."

I suddenly got very nervous. I'm certain my face turned a deep shade of red. I looked frantically at Kelly.

She started giggling and Kissed my cheek. As she kissed me she whispered, "I think your little dick is going to fit very comfortably in Mandy's pussy."

Kelly turned to Mandy. "Be gentle with him Nymph. I'm the only woman he's ever had."

Mandy slowly shook her head. "I have absolutely no intention of trying to be gentle. Timmy, tonight after the others have retired to their respective beds and we're finished with our chores, I plan to devour you."

Kelly burst out laughing. "Did you hear that babydoll? Mandy's going to eat you up tonight."

I looked at Mandy. She was lasciviously licking her lips while she grinned at me.

I've always been a rather shy, slightly effeminate, scrawny little kid who prior to meeting my wife, experienced nothing but failure with girls. I continue to live in constant amazement that I ended up married to a beautiful woman like Kelly Mason.

The female attention that I'd received in the past several hours had been a wonderful, ego boosting experience; but I was also completely flustered by it. At that moment Mandy's lecherous grin had me thoroughly discombobulated.

Kelly noticed my plight, quickly threw her arms around me and pulled me close to her. "Timmy relax. Mandy was just teasing you. She's one of the kindest, most considerate lovers I've ever known. The two of you are going to have a wonderful time."

I whispered to Kelly. "Are you sure you won't be mad?"

Kelly shook her head and looked at Mandy. "He is truly wonderful, but what am ever going to do with him?"

Mandy grabbed me from behind. I could feel her warm breath on my neck as she said; "Timmy honey, while you and I are playing another man is going to be fucking her. It would be a little hypocritical if Kelly got mad at you."

"But we've always agreed that I would remain faithful."

Kelly turned to Mandy. She was slowly nodding her head in understanding. "That's part of the cuckold fantasy."

Mandy smiled. "A marriage where a woman is free to play around as much as she wants while her husband remains perfectly faithful? What a wonderful concept. I have to learn more about this fantasy."

"Mandy honey, there are many variations to the cuckold fantasy, but the one where the husband remains faithful while his wife openly dates other men generally implies that the wife is the dominant partner in the marriage. I'm not certain that fits your temperament."

Mandy shrugged. "Hey, even though it may not work for me, it's still an exciting fantasy." Her voice turned to a whisper. "It also might be very important to some people who are very close to me."

Kelly looked at Mandy with a puzzled expression. "Who would that be?"

"Just some people I know. I'll tell you about it sometime, but not today."

Kelly nodded and turned to me. "Timmy, since you're going to be living with Mandy, Tonya and Keisha I think we should redefine the limits of your fidelity to include members of our household." She paused to think. After a moment a malevolent smile crossed her face. "I do think that in the very near future I am going to have to consider severely limiting the number of orgasms your permitted to have and of course we'll also cut back on or even possibly eliminate your opportunities for sexual intercourse. I'm quite certain that once we're in our new house Keisha, Tonya, Mandy and I will be entertaining a regular flow of handsome, well endowed male visitors. I can't imagine that any of us will be in the least bit interested in that little worm you have between your legs."

Kelly stared at me.

My wife's words caused my entire body to surge with a combination of excitement and trepidation. Her threat was both my greatest fantasy and my deepest fear.

Mandy looked at Kelly. There was a shocked expression on her face. "Kelly! What are you saying?"

"Mandy honey, you know I'd never do anything to deliberately hurt my babydoll. Grab his crotch, I'll bet he has a little chubby."

My face reddened with embarrassment as Mandy reached over and felt my penis.

She turned to Kelly. "He does have an erection. He wants you to do those things to him."

Kelly nodded. "Yes he does. It's all part of his submissive cuckold fantasy. When you have time, get Timmy to show you some of his favorite Internet stories."

Mandy looked at me. "Will you do that Timmy? Will you let me read about your fantasies?"

Her warmth relaxed me. I quietly answered, "Yes, I'd love to do that."

Mandy kissed me and whispered into my ear. "If you show me your favorite stories, I'll show you mine. I think that you and I could have a lot of fun exploring each other's kinks."

"I'm certain that all six of us would enjoy that. Once we're all living together I think we should take one night a week where one of us reads a favorite fantasy story aloud to the rest of the group. Maybe after we've heard it we could even act it out."

Mandy and I looked at Kelly. She had a lascivious grin on her face.

Mandy giggled. "What a wonderful idea. I can't wait to hear Antoine's fantasy story."

Kelly nodded. "And Tonya's."

Mandy's eyes got big. "Oh my!"

Kelly turned to me. "Babydoll you're going to be living with a group of people who are all very free about sex. I love you and I want you to be able to enjoy this opportunity. Tonight I expect that you will not only be playing with Mandy, but probably Keisha and Tonya too."

Mandy shook her head. "There's no probably about that. That's a certainty. Especially with Keisha. Timmy she's fascinated by your little penis."

Kelly chuckled. "Like it or not Babydoll, by the time this night is over you will have both licked and fucked Keisha's ass."

She glanced at the clock on the wall by Mandy's desk. Mandy and I both followed her eyes. It was 2:30. "Oh no! Look at the time. We have to get moving. I have to catch Chris before he makes other plans for the evening and the two of you have a dinner party to prepare."

I nodded and then I said; "Kelly before you go, I think we should discuss the menu. After all you are the mistress of the house. What shall we serve to your guests?"

Kelly stared at me. After a moment she smiled. "Yes, I am the mistress of the house. Oh this is very exciting. This will be my first dinner party with slaves."

She took a minute to think. As she thought her demeanor clearly changed. Finally she looked at me and said in a very autocratic voice; "Dicklet, you make a very good lasagna. I think that would be an excellent choice. It allows you to do most of the preparation in advance so that you will have more time to attend to my guests after they've arrived. I want you to prepare two pans. Chris and Antoine are both large men with healthy appetites and I assume Gary is as well. I'll want them to have plenty to eat. You can serve a Caesar salad and garlic bread with the lasagna."

My wife paused for a moment and then she said, "I'll leave the choice of the dinner wine to you. I trust your judgment. We'll want three bottles for the table and you and Nymph should have a bottle in the kitchen."

I nodded. "Very good Ms. Mason, I'll take care of everything. What would you like for an appetizer?"

Kelly smiled. "Timmy could we have that wonderful artichoke and spinach dip that you used to make? It's one of my favorites."

"Of course you can. I'll serve small slices of French bread with it. What about cocktails?"

"Just make sure the bar is well stocked. Antoine and Chris both like beer. You should pick up a case when you buy the wine. We still have scotch and Drambuie left from last night don't we?"

"Yes we do. What kind of beer should I buy?"

"Antoine loves Heineken."

Kelly nodded to Mandy. "Yes he does, so does Chris. That's what they both always order at the Goldenrod."

Kelly looked at me. "Is there anything else you need to know?"

I shook my head.

"Then I'm going to go see Chris."

My wife gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you at home babydoll."

She turned, as Kelly opened the door to the hall Mandy asked, "Ms. Mason, what time do you want me to be at your house?"

Kelly stopped and thought, after a moment she said, "Go to your apartment, pick up your things and come right over. I'm only going to spend a few minutes with Chris. I'll be at home long before you get there. I have some chores you can do while dicklet is at the grocery store."

Mandy bowed obediently and said; "Yes Ms. Mason, I'll be there as quickly as I can."

Welcome back GH! Whatever stops and starts you've had, the work that followed was magic. The small details and subtle nuances of the relationships your friends are building make the story, very well done as only you can! Thanks again - hope you're not getting tired of hearing that!

Now that's some funny shit right there cuckold4one. Also very, very true. Kind of like a moth to the flame isn't it? I can sense my wife tensing up when I start heading toward that area, then when I reach the destination, she goes crazy. Got to love it.

Damn GH, I am happy for you and also very envious. I could never play that much golf in one day, even in my younger days. I'm assuming that you belong to a private club, no one could afford to play that much golf on a public course, at least not around here. Good for you.

TrF2

Storm

Thanks for the comment.

GH

Trf2

I'm not a private country club kind of guy. I buy a season pass for the local municipal golf courses. It's not that expensive. Golf in the midwest is realitively cheap.

GH

I decided that it was time to talk about something a little less serious. I playfully asked Mandy, "When did you first realize that you were submissive?"

She glanced over at me. The abrupt change of topic had startled her.

I put up my hand. "I'm sorry, that question was maybe a little too impetuous."

Mandy shook her head. "No it was okay. I'm glad you asked." She giggled. "Being submissive really is fun isn't it?"

I nodded. "Yes it is, but I think you have to be submissive to feel that way. Kelly accepts the fact that I enjoy being dominated but she's completely unable to comprehend why.

Mandy shrugged. "Your wife is a top, we're bottoms. That's just the way we're made."

I laughed. "Kelly likes to say that she's always thankful that she was born as a superior. She feels that life is much easier for her."

Mandy smiled at me. "I suppose she's right. After all, you do wait on her hand and foot." Mandy giggled. "Life might be easier for Kelly and Martin, but I think it's much more exciting for you and me."

I grinned at her and then I repeated my question. "So when did you figure out that you were a bottom?"

Mandy thought for a moment. Finally she said, "As soon as I started having sex, I realized that I loved giving head."

"That doesn't make you a bottom. Kelly loves sucking cocks every bit as much as you do."

"Yes, but that's because your wife is in love with cocks. Holding them, kissing them, putting them in her mouth; it's all wonderful for her. I feel the same way, but for me there's more. I also get a thrill out of giving pleasure without getting anything in return."

I nodded. "That's how I feel about licking a woman's pussy."

Mandy giggled. "It's fun to talk to someone who really understands."

"So when did you know? I found out from Internet porn sites. The first time I encountered a site featuring dominant women I knew. It was captivating. I was completely enthralled. After that I spent all my time searching for more information and eagerly devoured everything I found. I met Kelly about a year later and I think we both immediately sensed our predilections."

"The two of you do fit together very well. You're almost like ying and yang."

"All right, tell me. When did you realize that you were a sub."

"It was while I was working as an escort in Las Vegas. A very wealthy man hired me for an evening. Only he didn't want an evening of dining, dancing and sex he wanted something else. He was having two very close friends and their dates over for a dinner party. He wanted me to be there as his sex slave. He offered to pay me ten thousand dollars for the night."

I whistled. "That was a lot of money for one night's work."

"It certainly was. At first I was a little leery. I'd heard stories about awful things happening to girls. I asked around and learned that he wasn't a total freak so I agreed as long as he would grant me one provision."

"What was that?"

"I had to be allowed to slip off and make a telephone call to one of my girlfriends every hour."

"Did he agree?"

"Yes, so I accepted the date."

"What happened?"

"Timmy it was an incredible night. When I got to his house Caldwell had an outfit ready for me to wear."

"Caldwell? Are you talking about Caldwell Brunner?"

"Yes I am."

"He owns..."

"Yes he does."

"He's a billionaire."

Mandy smiled. "Yes he is. He's also a very good friend of mine."

"Okay, tell me about the dinner party."

"As I was saying, when I got to his house he had an outfit ready for me."

She laughed. "Although it really was stretch to call it an outfit. He had me put on red satin cupless bra, and..."

"A cupless bra?"

"Yes, a brassiere without any cups."

"So your breasts were fully exposed."

"That's right."

"I've never seen anything like that."

"Your wife has several."

I quietly said, "I gather that my wife has a number of sexy outfits I've never seen."

Mandy patted my knee. "Don't worry Timmy, over the next few weeks I guarantee you that Kelly is going to make sure that you see her in everyone of her sexy outfits." She giggled. "And tonight you're going to get to see me in a cupless bra. I plan to wear one to the dinner party."

"You mean your breasts are going to be exposed tonight?"

Mandy laughed. "Timmy, Kelly's right. You really are priceless. Yes, my breasts are going to be exposed tonight and I'm quite certain that they won't be the only ones on display. Babydoll this evening you're going to be in titty heaven."

I smiled at Mandy. "You just called me Babydoll."

"Kelly said we could. Was that all right with you?"

I nodded. "Yes, I liked it."

"All right back to my story. The rest of my outfit was a very short red mesh skirt and a diamond studded black leather dog collar."

"Mesh? That means you could see through it."

"Yes."

"Did you wear panties?"

"No and Caldwell specifically asked me to be sure that my pussy was freshly shaved."

"So both your breasts and your pussy were exposed."

"Yes."

"And you were wearing a dog collar."

"A diamond studded dog collar. Caldwell let me keep it. I'll wear it tonight."

"Wow!"

Mandy giggled. "It was pretty hot."

"What were you wearing for shoes?"

"None, I was barefoot. Caldwell told me that I was a slave and slaves don't get to wear shoes."

"What happened when the guests arrived."

"Caldwell led me into his living room on a leash. There were two couples there. Two very distinguished looking men who appeared to be in their mid forties and two very attractive women in their early thirties. The women were dressed in elegant cocktail dresses and Caldwell and the other two men were wearing sports jackets and ties."

"So you were nearly naked in a room with five fully clothed people."

"Wearing a collar and a leash."

"Tell me more."

"Caldwell made me kneel at his feet while the five of them had cocktails."

"But you didn't get a cocktail."

"No, of course not; I was a slave. Slaves aren't allowed to drink in the presence of their superiors."

I smiled at Mandy. "This is very exciting."

"It gets better. At dinner I was required to kneel on the floor next to Caldwell's chair. While he and his guests talked and ate, he occasionally fed me scraps from his plate."

"He has was treating you like a dog."

Mandy breathlessly answered, "Yes he was."

"That was the moment you realized that you were a submissive masochist, wasn't it?"

She nodded. "I was so excited. I was dripping wet."

"What happened after dinner?"

"We retired to an intimate parlor on the second floor of Caldwell's mansion. Three padded leather club chairs had been placed side by side in a semicircle at one end of the room. In the middle of the room there was a small wooden dance floor and a double bed. At a bar in the corner a butler was pouring three glasses of cognac."

Mandy glanced over at me. "Caldwell led me up to the room on my leash. The two women had disappeared. He and the two men sat down in the club chairs. As he sat down Caldwell pointed at the floor in front of him and ordered me to kneel. I complied immediately. Once the men were comfortable the butler brought each of them a glass of cognac. A moment later he returned with a box of cigars. As the men were lighting their cigars the butler walked across the room and pushed a button on the stereo system. An old rhythm and blues song started playing."

Mandy bit her lower lip. This memory was obviously very exciting for her. "Caldwell took a long drag on his cigar. As he exhaled he looked down at me and told me to unzip his pants and start sucking his dick. He was being deliberately crude. While I was taking Caldwell's cock out of his pants the two women walked into the room and started dancing. As they danced they began stripping off their clothes."

Mandy took a deep breath. "I sucked Caldwell's cock while he smoked his cigar and watched the women dance. He wasn't big, but that didn't matter to me. He was my master. I worked as hard as I possibly could. I desperately wanted to please him."

I smiled at Mandy. She smiled back at me. We didn't have to say anything. She knew that I understood.

"I glanced over my shoulder so that I could see what the women were doing. They were naked and kissing. I watched as they lay down on the bed and started making out. Caldwell passed my leash to the man on his right and told me to crawl over to him and suck his cock. I did as I was told. Behind me I could hear the sounds of the two women making love. After several minutes my leash was passed back to Caldwell. He pulled me over to him and then he passed my leash to the man on his left and told me to crawl over to him and suck his cock. As I was putting the third man's cock into my mouth I could hear one of the women having an orgasm."

Mandy looked at me. "Timmy for the next half hour the three men passed me back and forth between them while they watched the two women make love. I was enthralled. Time had lost all meaning for me. All I wanted to do was please my masters."

I nodded to Mandy. "I understand."

Mandy smiled and then she continued her story. "Finally Caldwell clapped his hands and told the women to stop. As they stood up he handed my leash to the man on his right and told him to take me to the bed and use me any way he wanted. As that man was leading me over to the bed Caldwell turned to the man on his left and invited him to join us."

I looked at Mandy. "What happened?"

"Timmy the two men took their clothes off. Once they were undressed they spent the next hour taking turns fucking my pussy, my mouth and my ass while the two naked women sucked and licked Caldwell's cock."

I took a deep breath. "That's an amazing story."

Mandy nodded. "Yes it is."

"How did the evening end?"

"After the two men and two women were gone Caldwell told me to get dressed. While I was putting on my clothes he asked me if I'd enjoyed myself. I told him that it had been the most exciting night of my entire life. Caldwell handed me a hundred hundred dollar bills. As I took the money he asked me if I'd like to do it again. I told him that I would. He smiled and offered me a hundred thousand dollars if I'd live as his sex slave for an entire month. I asked him when he'd like me to start. That night I slept on a rug next to his bed. I stayed with him for two months. I didn't make him pay me anything for the second month."

I shook my head. "Mandy that must have been an incredible experience."

She smiled. "It was, but the story's not quite finished."

"All right."

"While I was with Caldwell I met a number of his business friends." She giggled. "Actually I did a lot more than just meet them."

I laughed. "I can only imagine."

"One of Caldwell's closest business friends happened to be Martin Jackson. Martin visited Caldwell several times while I was with him. Near the end of my second month with Caldwell, he and Martin sat down with me in Caldwell's office. Martin asked me if I'd be interested in a position with his firm. He explained that they employed several women whose sole job was to entertain their business clients. He offered me a very generous base salary, a retirement program, health insurance and the opportunity to earn bonuses. Most importantly, he offered me the chance to belong to a group."

Mandy glanced over at me. "Timmy, working as a nude dancer and an escort had been a very lonely life. Living with Caldwell was wonderful, but neither of us wanted to make a long term commitment. I needed a place to go. The prospect of working every day with the same group of people was incredibly attractive. I eagerly accepted Martin's offer."

Mandy grinned at me. "So now you know the answer to both of your questions.”

“I'm not sure I understand.”

“You started this conversation by asking me how I became a hostess. Later you asked me when I first realized that I was submissive. Now you know.”

We grinned at each other.

Kelly had been right. Having Mandy drive me back to the store was a very good idea. We did take the opportunity to get to know each other and by the time we got to Kirby's Quick Stop I was certain that the two of us were going to become very close friends.

Titty heaven sounds like a wonderful place. I hope they have a golf course there. Titties and golf sound like an unbeatable combination to me. The only thing that could be any better would be titties, golf and pussy.

Great segments GH, looking forward to this big party.

So you're a Muni golfer huh? My favorite kind of golf, I'm no country club golfer either, too stuffy for my tastes.

Thanks

TrF2

Thanks Tf2...... We all need a little chuckel from time to time!

GH....

Great couple of postings! Looks like the R&R did the brain good.

Trf2

I might be wrong, but I think that titty heaven is part of the lore of an obscure eastern religious sect.

cuckold4one

thanks for the comment and the smile.

GH