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Made to Serve

By: Darkwatch



I had planned this morning for quite some time. My sexy wife Christie had little idea what was in store for her today. She got up like normal, thinking erroneously that today was going to be like any other day.

I got up out of bed and got a quick shower. As I put on some simple clothes and went into the kitchen, I found her there making breakfast for the kids. "Hey dear," I said, "I don't have to go in 'till late today. Why don't I take the little one to school for you?"

She tuned to me and answered with a smile, "That would be really nice dear."

The rest of the morning went as usual with me making my breakfast and her getting the kids ready. After eating I slipped into the bedroom and put some of our "toys" into a bag. I put the hospital restraints and Christie's remote control vibrator. Then I attached a little card that read, "Put me on and wait for me." I set it on the bed in plain view.

Going back into the kitchen I came up behind my lovely wife and put my arms around her waist, nuzzling her neck. She sighed and leaned back against me. I nibbled on her ear and said in my softest voice, "I put something on the bed for you. Why don't you go in there and see what it is. I'll finish getting the boy ready and be back in a moment."

She looked at me with a perplexed look, but nodded and went into the bedroom. I went and got our son ready and told him to go to the van, that I was taking him to school today.

When I went back to the bedroom I found that Christie had found the bag and had followed my instructions. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with the hospital straps on her wrists and ankles. Even better, when I opened her robe I saw that she had slipped her vibrator on, the straps around her waist and between her little ass-cheeks.

"What's this for?" she asked with a gleam in her eye. She knows that I have a devious mind and like to play games at times.

"Oh, I thought we'd spend the morning together, dear." I replied. "I figured that I could help out and take the kid to school and while I was gone I'd get you all primed and ready for me. Now, take off your clothes and lay down on the bed."

She did as instructed and soon was completely naked on the bed. I moved up to the headboard and took her right arm in mine. Kissing her fingers slowly, I took the end of the hospital restraint and tied it to the headboard. I proceeded to do the same to her other arm. I made sure that she had just enough slack for her hands to reach her breasts, but no further. This way she could pinch her own nipples, but not untie herself.

I Then repeated the procedure to each of her legs until she was tied spread-eagled across our big bed. She looked so sexy, spread out like that for me that I had to lean over and kiss her soft lips. She leaned up and kissed me back while I trailed my fingers down her taught body to her pussy.

Her juices were already starting and she moaned, "That feels wonderful dear, but how am I supposed to get ready for you?"

With a knowing smile I turned on the remote control that was in my pocket. Her vibrator between her legs started to buzz and my lovely wife sucked in a sharp intake of breath as her pussy was treated to 1000 rpm's. 

"I don't want you to get lonely dear, here's something to keep you from getting bored," I said as I put my laptop on the edge of the bed. Turning it on, I selected a short film of a woman's school adventure. I figured seeing women getting each other off would just ignite both her passion and her imagination.

"Don't go anywhere dear," I said as I took one last look at her helpless form stretched out on the bed. I could see her paying attention to the movie and her hips moving slowly in time to the buzzing toy that was playing in her wet womanhood.

I left the house and took the boy to school. We made small talk as we went but my mind was definitely elsewhere. I was sure my plan was working as I pictured Christie getting hotter and wetter lying on our big bed, helpless to play with herself and make herself cum. I was sure she was all hot and bothered now, just waiting for my return.

Leaving the school, I went back to the house humming softly to myself, awash in anticipation of the plan I had set in motion. Arriving home I found another car waiting in my driveway. Stepping out of the van I found my mistress, Wendy, leaning against her car.

"Perfect timing dear," I told her. "Are you ready for some fun?"

"Are you sure about this, once started there is no going back?" She asked me.

"Oh yes. Christie has always had a bit of a curiosity about what it would be like to be with a woman. Today I'm going to give her what she's dreamed of." You see, Wendy is a very exciting woman, who's never afraid to try out new things, and we've become acquainted after several years apart. She's also quite the dominatrix. When I mentioned my plan a while back, she heartily agreed to help me make all our fantasies come true.

I led her inside and to the living room. I motioned for Wendy to stay there for a minute and approached the doorway. I could hear the movie playing and also hear Christie. The vibrator was buzzing in her soft pussy and she was moaning loudly.

Reaching in my pocket I flipped off the switch on the remote control vibrator. I heard Christie pull on the restraints saying "Damn it."

Stepping inside after a short moment I said, "What's the matter dear?"

"Thank goodness it's you. I thought the damn batteries just died and I was going to be without my little toy to keep me going. I'm so very excited dear; I've very glad you're home and can give me your special touch."

"Oh that I will, that I will." I went to the nightstand and took her sleep mask and put it on her head. "This is so you won't be distracted, dear. I want you to just feel the sensations."

After taking away her sight, I undid the straps that held her little vibrator in place. She understood my intentions and raised her hips to allow me access to remove it from her waist. I trailed my fingers down her body and tweaking her pert nipple sent a shiver though her lovely bound form. I could feel her perspiration and realized my plan worked perfectly, she must really have been kept on the edge while I was gone. Her legs parted even more to give me access to her soft wetness between her legs.

I went to the doorway and motioned for Wendy to come in. She tiptoed into the bedroom and gazed appreciatively at Christie's form stretched naked across the bed. I had already told her what my plan was so she slowly climbed onto the lower part of the bed and began to lightly tough Christie's thighs. 

Moving her hands slowly upward, Wendy massaged Christie's legs. Slowly she moved ever upward until her fingers just touched Christie's most sensitive spot. When she parted her pussy lips Christie let out a soft moan and leaned her head back. Obviously lost in the sensations she had no idea that it wasn't me playing with her hot box.

Wendy looked at me and smiled. Turning back, she began to insert first one, then two fingers into Christie's pussy. Sliding them out, she put her fingers into her mouth and tasted Christie's juices. Obviously liking what she found she then dove in face first. I was treated to the sight of Wen's long tongue flicking Christie's clit back and forth. I know firsthand just how talented Wendy's soft lips are. "I could sure learn a thing or two from watching her", I thought. "It's obvious that a woman would know how to please a woman better..."

By now Christie was in the throes of passion. Her body was arching on the bed; her head thrown back and her breathing coming fast. She was pulling at her ties saying, "Let me loose dear, I want to feel your face." Wendy just shook her head making Christie gasp out even more.

Soon I could see that Christie was getting close to cumming so I stepped to the front of the bed. Right when I thought she was past the point of no return I whispered in her ear, "Surprise sweetie!" 

She immediately stiffened up as the shock hit her that it wasn't me between her legs. I pulled off her mask and lifted her head up. Wendy took that moment to raise her face up and gave her a big wink. The sensations were too much and Christie's orgasm hit her like a runaway freight train. Her eyes opened wider than I have ever seen them do before and she let loose a loud scream. Her whole body stiffened up and writhed on the bed. I guess it was a good thing that she was tied down or she would have thrown both Wendy and I to the floor!

Arching her back, her orgasm seemed to go through every inch of her body. Several minutes went by and I kissed Wendy's neck softly telling her what a great job she had just one. Wendy slowly licked her pussy and kept her gentle touches going too.

"I think it's time you repaid Wendy for the fabulous work she did, don't you dear?" I inquired.

Panting hard, "Oh, what do I have to do?"

Giving her a nod, Wendy climbed off Christie and began to disrobe. Wendy is very sexy, long and firm and she removed her clothes to stand before us naked. Both her nipples were erect, and her tummy was tight. She climbed back onto the bed and moved her hips over Christie's face.

"I've never done this before." Christie said softly.

Wendy answered, "That's okay slave, just do what comes naturally. I'll help you out if you need some pointers". Then she lowered her snatch onto Christie's mouth and began to move her hips slowly. I could see Christie sucking away and I went up to her and said, "No dear, you need to use your tongue more."

She tried to improve, I'll give her credit. Christie can be a fast learner at times. I decided she wasn't going anywhere so while she was busy learning the fine art of cunninlingus; I untied all her limbs from the restraints freeing her.

Christie, once freed, took her hands and ran them over Wen's legs and reached up to feel her pert boobs. Pulling softly on her nipples, she was totally engrossed in her new experience of eating out another woman. Wendy was giving her encouraging words and she moved her hips over Christie's pretty face. I could see Wen's juices all over Christie now and it was an incredible turn on.

"Why don't you see if you can get her off again, Wendy," I suggested.

Smiling, Wendy nodded and spun around. Lying down, pressing her body against Christie's she began to eat her out again. I was treated to the sight of these two hot women in a fantastic 69, each writhing on the bed as they brought each other to heights of passion rarely experienced before.

I couldn't take it anymore and had to get in on the action. Rolling them over, I positioned Christie on top of Wen. I could see Christie's long fingers parting Wendy's lips to get better access to her clit. Occasionally she had to take a break to suck in more air as her moans were coming continuously now.

Taking off my clothes I climbed up on the bed by Wen's face. I was hard as I've ever been and I moved up behind Christie. Wendy understood what my intentions were and she parted Christie's lips for my easy access. She first took her sensual mouth and slowly sucked on my hard shaft getting it all wet and glistening. Then, without any hesitation, I plunged my long hard rod deep into Christie's pussy. It sank to the hilt as her pussy greedily sucked me into her body.

"Oh fuck! I can feel her tongue on my clit with you inside me dear," yelled Christie. "Pound me hard, I'm about to cum, again."

I didn't need to be told twice and grabbed Christie's hips. I jackhammered my erection into her as hard as I could. I looked down and saw Wendy's long hair under both of us and could feel her hands grab my balls as I pounded away.

Both women were starting to cum. Christie was yelling and Wendy was trembling uncontrollably. When Wendy grabbed my ass and pulled me deep into Christie's gorgeous snatch, I felt my orgasm begin. Wendy spanked my tight ass and my cum shot into Christie as I grabbed her neck to hold our three bodies together in a passionate embrace. 

Spent, I fell over onto Christie who fell onto Wendy. Christie was made into the middle of our sexual sandwich, her skin completely surrounded by her partners in the tryst. She was trembling from head to toe, and I could feel Wendy still licking her warm pussy in soft strokes. Wendy was also shaking from her powerful orgasm, beneath both of us.

Oh I could see this was going to be a fun day!

~continued

Made to Serve Ch. 02



"Well, that plan worked well," I thought as I made my way to the bathroom. All in all, putting my sweet wife through her paces with the help of my lover Wendy had been an experience to remember.

After relieving myself, and cleaning myself up, I stole silently back into the bedroom. I expected to see both women still lying in the bed, but I was wrong. Surprisingly, Wendy had Christie face down on the bed and her hands behind her back. She was in the process of tying them together with the leftover straps that had bound her wrists earlier to the corners of the bed. Leaning against the door frame, "hmmmm, what do we have here?" I wondered aloud.

"Oh, hi Jeremy," answered Wendy. "I asked Christie is she wanted me to leave, or continue our little game. She wanted to continue. Seems she likes us taking charge of her body. Funny, Hugh? I guess she's a little bit of a submissive when it all comes down to it. Isn't that right you little whore? Tell your wonderful husband how you want us to use you this morning."

My normally reserved wife had a twinkle in her eyes as she looked up at me meekly and whispered something inaudible. 

Wendy smacked her on the ass, "Say it louder, slut!" I have seen this side of Wendy before, but it still was amazing watching her, naked and holding Christie down was quite a sight.

"Yes, treat me like a slut... use me any way you like. I'm so turned on and horny and need to be fucked hard."

Wendy smiled a wicked smile, "Oh don't you worry your pretty little head, and now you're ours to do with whatever we want."

Wendy finished tying off Christie's wrists and pulled her off the bed roughly. Wendy proceeded to tie her elbows together making her tits stick out. While pawing Christie's pert nipples, Wendy asked me for a belt and I went back into my closet to fetch one. When I returned, I discovered that Wendy had her fingers pumping in and out of Christie's sweet pussy. Her right hand was going like crazy with her left hand holding Christie up by her neck. Christie was moaning and bucking against Wendy's hand. When she saw my return, she stopped and pulled her fingers out. "Enough of that, my little play-toy," said Wendy wiping the juices across Christie's pouting lips. "It's time to put you to work." 

Reaching out, she took the belt from me and fastened it around Christie's slender, white neck. Pulling it tight I saw Christie's eye's bulge slightly as Wendy restricted her air just a bit. Tugging lightly, she led her out of the room and I was treated to the sight of two women's lovely asses swaying away from me. I didn't want to miss out on any of the fun, so I followed into the living room. Wendy commanded Christie to, "stay" and came over to me. Giving me a peck on the cheek, she took my hand and said, "why don't you sit down on the couch, I have an idea."

Not wanting to break the spell that Wendy was weaving, I sat down and watched her go back to Christie. "You know, I think that your wonderful husband has put up with a lot from you. Come on over here and let's be nice to him for a change for all he's done." She tugged on Christie's leash and led her back to me. It quickly became obvious what she had in mind when she pulled Christie to her knees and pushed her head down to my lap. Christie opened up her soft, sensual mouth and began to tongue my cock which was limp from the earlier orgasm. "I'll be right back," said Wendy as she straightened up, "mind if I borrow your phone?"

"No, go right ahead," I answered. She walked away and again I had to admire the way her taught body moved. Ripples of muscle just barely discernable beneath her young flesh moved in a perfect union with her sexy walk. "Damn, too bad she's not here all the time" I thought for the millionth time. By this time, Christie still hadn't been able to work my soft penis into her eager mouth. I took her face into my hands and helped guide her. I guess I wasn't that old after all, because I felt that familiar tightness began to grown between my legs as I started to get hard again. I was enjoying the sensation she was creating in my groin and lay back to let her work on me. She was putting the tip of my hard-on just inside her mouth and running her tongue along my shaft.

Several minutes passed. "Hell girl, is that the best you can do?" said Wendy from the doorway. I hadn't heard her use the phone but it couldn't have been too long of a conversation. I wonder whom she called. Christie looked up and Wendy came over quickly. Grabbing her neck by the belt that encircled it, she pulled back her head and hissed at her, "No wonder Jeremy isn't all that happy with your performance in the bedroom. You got to put some effort into your cocksucking. That dick ain't going to suck itself, now get to work!" With that she put both hands on Christie's head and pushed it down over my dick which was now standing straight and tall, pointing at the ceiling. I gasped as I felt it go all the way to the back of her throat, something she hasn't ever done before. Christie's eyes grew wide and she gagged as Wendy forced my cock deeper into her throat than ever before. Wendy then pulled her up just to repeat the process again, and again. Christie's head was now bobbing up and down on me like a piston creating the most wonderful sensations. She tried to protest, but only unintelligible grunts escaped from around my prick.

"Little sluts don't get to talk," said Wendy. "Little sluts suck dick and lick pussy; and if they do a good job then they're rewarded. Maybe you didn't realize it when you agreed to be my little whore, but this is just the beginning. Now make your husband cum in your mouth and you better suck him dry. Good little sluts don't spill a drop!"

I was writhing on the couch as Wendy continued to pound Christie's head over my engorged cock. Her eyes were watering as she struggled not to gag with my shaft deep into her throat. She was thrashing back and forth, but between her hands being tied, and Wendy holding her head; she was helpless to keep my very large member from strangling her. 

Watching Wendy's naked body pressed against Christie's, I finally couldn't take it and arching my back I felt my jism begin to flow. With a pounding crescendo, my sperm pulsed from my dick in to my wife's waiting mouth. With Wendy forcing her head down, she gagged on my spew, coughing and sputtering away. Wendy was watching all this with a smile on her lean, sexy face as my sperm leaked out from around Christie's lips and down my crouch. Spent, I lay back, my dick pulsing out its last drops as Christie sucked air into her lungs.

"That was pitiful, worst cock-sucking from a little slut that I've ever saw," observed Wendy. "I was going to be nice to you, but not now. Up girl, it's time to move you." She pulled Christie to her feet and yanking on the belt around her neck, led her into the dining room. For the second time that morning I stumbled to the bathroom to clean up and catch my breath. 

When I came out after several minutes I went into the dining room to find that Wendy had now put Christie on the dining room table. She was stretched out across it, with the ties that used to bind her to the bed now holding her fast to the big round table, spread eagled in all her naked glory. The table was just big enough to accommodate her from end to end. Her wrists were tied to one end while her feet just reaching the end of the table. Christie turned her head to me and I saw that Wendy had just finished putting on the finishing touches; a wide swath of duck tape sealed her lips. "She was starting to complain, so I figured she had already proved she didn't know how to use her mouth and I sealed it for her," mentioned Wendy.

Just then the doorbell rang. My head jerked to the front door, shocked. Wendy stood up, "that must be my old roommate. I knew she was nearby and called her and asked her over. I also asked her to stop and pick up some whipped cream. Since she's not good for much else, we're going to make your darling wife into a sundae for all of us to feast on!"

Christie's eyes grew wide and she looked at me with a wild apprehensive look.

Ooh, I could see that I was definitely going to have to call in sick today ~



Made to Serve Ch. 03



I sat there stunned; Wendy finished tying Christie down to the dining room table and went to the front door.  Opening it up, she let in her roommate.  I was pleasantly surprised to see that she turned out to be a tall, skinny woman with short, red hair.  "Hi Sue," Wendy said giving her a quick hug, “glad you were able to make it.”

Stepping into the dining room Sue took in the tableau with a smile.  She was obviously briefed on the phone by Wendy, as she was nonplussed, "hmmmm, looks like you're having quite the fun time, I'm glad you called me dear.  I guess I got here before all the fun was done."

"Impeccable timing as always," remarked Wendy, "did you pick up the things I asked?"

Sue shook the bag she was carrying, "oh yea, and some other things that I thought you might want as well.  Do you plan to introduce me to your friends?"

Wendy turned to me and said, "This is my favorite pilot, Jeremy, and the object on display is his little slut for a wife, Christie."

I rose and went over to Sue and offered her my hand.  "It's a pleasure."  I found it supremely interesting how little I was taken aback by the scene.  Wendy and I were having a casual conversation, all the while being introduced to her roommate.  However, we were completely naked and Christie, meanwhile, was writhing on the table.  She being buck naked, tied in a spread-eagle position, and gagged with duct-tape. Oh well, just another interesting day I suppose.

Sue shook my hand and then looked over to Christie wriggling on the table, "oh, don't bother to get up, dear."  Then she opened her bag and brought out a tub of cool whip and a bottle of chocolate syrup.  Handing these to Wendy she said, "I'll be right back, mind if I use your bathroom, Jer?"

I nodded my consent pointing the way and looked to Wendy who had taken the top off the cool whip and was started to spread it over Christie's body.  I couldn't tell if it was excitement or the cold, because Christie was twitching beneath Wendy's long fingers.  Her eyes were still wide open and she was making muffled sounds against her gag, all to no avail.  Wendy proceeded to cover most of her exposed skin, paying special attention to her pert nipples and her soft flesh between her wide open legs.

"May I help?" I asked Wendy.

"You can put on the finishing touches," she said handing me the chocolate syrup.  I opened the cap and proceeded to drizzle dark syrup over her.  I took my time pretending she was some outlandish dessert, making small swirls over her exposed breasts.  I trailed sticky syrup down each limb and made a puddle in her pussy.  I loved the way the chocolate oozed down her supple skin, making dark lines.  Having her sensuously wriggle her body on the table only added to the fun.

About this time I heard footsteps and saw Sue returning.  She had stripped off her clothes and joined us in her birthday suit.  "I thought you had the right idea, and besides, I don't want to make a mess of my clothes."  I admired her fine body.  She was tall, about 5 feet 10, and lean; she had no flab anywhere.  Her breasts were very large, and they were nice and pert.  Her legs were long and trim as well. I had to admit that Wendy had very good taste in women!  She eyed Christie wiggling on the table, "Is our dessert ready yet?"

"I think so," observed Wendy.  "Why don't we all dig in?"

With that all three of us moved to the table where my helpless wife was tied tightly and looking like a giant sundae.  Her tan skin was covered in white cream while the dark chocolate set the peaks and valleys of her form off in nice relief.  I started to lick the whipped cream off her legs.  It was very tasty.  It must have tickled, because Christie began to thrash across the table and only the tight bonds kept her from escaping.  I slowly licked my way up until I found myself at her wet pussy.  Despite being used like this, she must have found it highly exciting, because her juices were flowing steadily.  I loved the way the combination of tastes assaulted my senses, her pussy, the cream and the chocolate.  Yummy!

I took a break for a moment and looked up.  Wendy and Sue had gone on either side of the table and had met in the middle.  Each had one of Christie's tits in her mouth and were sucking and licking with abandon.  Whipped cream and chocolate were now all over their faces and hands.  Then they looked up and began to lick the icing off each other's faces as well.  What a sight it was, the two lovely women with icing and chocolate all over themselves deep kissing over my wife's naked, bound, and heaving body.  And heaving it was.  Obviously my tonguing her pussy and the girls sucking her tits were causing all sorts of sensations in her.  She was thrashing about as much as her ties would allow.  I could see her pussy lips opening up and engorged beneath my face.  Her chest was heaving trying to take in more air and a constant series of noises were being made behind her taped lips.

As I bent back down to continue my lapping of Christie's tight little cunt, Wendy put her hand out to stop me.  She explained to Sue who also gave her a quizzical look, "She was a bad little whore earlier... couldn't even do a decent job of sucking Jeremy's cock.  I don't think she deserves an orgasm yet."

Sue smiled with a sly grin playing over her thin, sensual lips.  "Well, I also brought something else with me."  She picked up the bag used to contain the whipped cream and chocolate syrup.  She reached deep inside it and pulled out something purple.  

Wendy smiled and said, "Aha, you think of everything dear.  You brought my favorite toy, let me put it on."

"Oh no," smiled Sue, "you've been having fun all morning.  It's my turn... you are just so greedy at times!"

"Ok, you're right.  Let me help you at least."  And so saying, Wendy took the purple toy from Sue and they went to the same side of the table.  Now I could see that it looked like the purple toy was in fact a ten inch long rubber dildo.  Not only that, but it had a harness attached.  "Aha, a strap-on," I said. "I've never seen one in the flesh before... or should I say, in the rubber."   This elicited a chuckle from the women.  Smiling, Sue positioned the base to her midsection, just above her pussy which I now noticed had a small patch of red hair.  I guess the drapes matched the curtain.  Wendy then attached the black straps around Sue’s waist, and around each firm thigh.  After pulling the cinches tight, the rubber dick poked straight out from between Sue's long legs.  Seeing her standing there in all her glory, with a large phallus sticking out, was an incredibly erotic sight.

While Sue made some last adjustments to their toy, Wendy went and untied Christie's hands from the table.  Motioning to me, I untied her legs and held them as we flipped her over onto her stomach.  Either she was spent from the tongue-lashing, or just was resigned to being a piece of meat at our mercy, because Christie didn't fight us at all.  Wendy then retied her hands together behind her back and we pulled her off the wet, sticky table.

We led her to the kitchen and I had to smile at the strange sight it was.  Wendy, naked and sexy, was leading my captive wife who was still covered with half-eaten whipped cream and chocolate.  I followed with Sue, both of us sporting large erections, only hers was bigger than mine and much more purple.  It was an amazing, sexy, erotic parade through my normally tame house.

When we got to the kitchen, Wendy pulled out one of the bar stools and pushed Christie over it face down.  Her tummy resting on the seat, she then tied her legs to the stool’s legs.  "Have at her, sweetie, she's all yours!" Wendy said to her roommate, spanking Christie's ass-cheeks loudly.

"You are so thoughtful.  You remembered my favorite position," Sue smiled as she moved up behind Christie who had raised her torso as far as it could while trying to look behind her.  Christie's eyes were wide as Sue took her long dildo in her hand and positioned it against Christie's swollen lips.  Wiggling forward she fed that monster into her gaping pussy with a single hard thrust.  My helpless wife yelled against her gag and arched her back, only to fall forward once Sue had finished the invasion of her innermost flesh.  Sue put her hands on Christie's hips and began to thrust that purple monster repeatedly.

Pulling her head up by her hair Wendy said, "Okay whore.  Last time you did a really piss-poor performance sucking Jeremy off, so I'll give you one more chance.  Do a good job and don't dare spill a drop or you know what will happen, don't you?"

Christie just mumbled something, but she nodded her head as best she could.  Wendy took the duct tape and ripped it off Christie's mouth savagely.  Still hard, I moved to my wife's head and raised it with both my hands.  She obediently opened her mouth and took my shaft into her abused throat.  Sue was still going to town with her purple invader buried to the hilt and her hips thrusting it vigorously.  Christie was in the middle of a vigorous game of push-me, pull-you.  She was once again gagging on my meat, but tried her best to suck on my meat.  

Meanwhile, Wendy moved around to Sue and began to kiss her hard on the lips.  They were locked together in a furious embrace, while Sue continued her onslaught of Christie's pussy.  One of Sue's hands was now feeling Wendy up while the other was holding onto Christie's bound wrists.  Every time she thrust that huge purple toy into my wife's snatch, it jammed my prick deep into the innermost recesses of her throat.  Oh my god, I couldn't believe that I was going to come again... three times in one morning.  I could feel that familiar pressure growing deep within my balls as they tightened up.  

Wendy knew the signs, and could tell I was on the verge.  She stepped back and started spanking Christie’s ass nice and hard with her open hand.  The repeated blows were loud in the kitchen and made Christie thrash all the harder.  With every loud smack, I could see Christie’s ass rebound from Wendy’s firm hand spanking her.

I think Christie was cumming now, because she was thrashing as much as she could, tied and bent over the stool; while being simultaneously penetrated hard from both ends.  I finally couldn't take it anymore, and using her ears like handlebars, I plunged my hard member as far as it would go.  Hitting the back of her throat, I unleashed my fluid into her mouth.

Arching my back and straining for all I was worth, I let loose a cry and gave one more mighty pump of my hips.  I could feel my seed shoot from my rod into Christie's throat, but my helpless wife couldn't take it all and began to cough and sputter.  I pulled out and basically fell backwards onto the floor.  Christie was slumped over the stool, my cum dripping down out of her mouth across her lips. 

Stretching back, feeling the immense waves of satisfaction roll through me, I looked up as Wendy moved over to squat down next to Christie's face.  Putting her hand under her chin she raised her face to look straight into her eyes. "Dear, you really aren't very good at cock-sucking, are you?  I guess we'll have to keep this up all day until you can get it right."

As Wendy moved around to take the strap-on from Sue, and start buckling it in place; Christie just went limp over the bar stool.



Made to Serve Ch. 04



Author's Note:

I received so many requests for a sequel to my "maid to serve" story that I finally got my sub to draft another addition. With some work on my part, I think it serves as a worthy continuation of that fateful day.

~DW

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I just lay back on the kitchen floor and took in the view. Wendy's long, lithe body was sexy as hell as she stepped into the harness of the strap on. Pulling it slowly up her long legs, she looked at me and gave me a wink and an evil grin. "Looks like Christie isn't really worthy of you, Jeremy. At least not as a wife, maybe we should just train her to be your pet instead."

After buckling the long purple dildo firmly in place she went around Sue who was leaning against the counter. Sue obviously had been fucking Christie hard as she was winded, a slight sheen of sweat glistening on sexy frame. I could see a drop of it hanging on the underside of one of her large firm breasts, and had a strong desire to go up to her and lick it off. However, I was still spent from my latest orgasm so decided I could wait a minute to sample her delicious fruit.


Wendy rooted around for a minute in the kitchen and with a "aha" found what she was looking for. I saw what it was as she returned to Christie and displayed a roll of saran wrap in her hand. I admit, I was perplexed to what devious scheme she was hatching now. I didn't have long to wait as she got back to my bound wife and undid the ties around her ankles keeping her bent over the bar stool. "Hey, Sue, give me a hand here, won't you," asked Wendy. "Help me put this bitch on her back, I know just what to do with her."

Sue had been watching with a dazed expression, but went over to the other two ladies. With her help, Wendy pulled Christie up off the bar stool, then laid her onto the kitchen floor on her back. I guess she was even more resigned to being totally abused as she didn't fight it at all, her only reaction to shake her head and give a low mewling sound. Wendy took her right leg, bent it at the knee until her ankle was up against her backside and asked Sue to hold it in place. Once it was there, she took the saran wrap and began to wrap it around Christie's leg effectively binding it in place. She then had Sue hold her left leg in the same position and similarly wrapped it. Christie was now on her back, with both legs bent in half.

"Ok, now roll her over on her side, I need to untie her wrists."

Sue shook her head in a bemused way, "Just what are you up to, you deviant thing?"

Wendy laughed in a sinister way, "Oh, just wait, I think you both will like this. As for this bitch, she'll get what she deserves..."

Once Christie's hands were free, Wendy bent her right hand at the elbow and put her hand against her shoulder, and just like her legs began to wrap it up tightly. From wrist to elbow, Christie was wrapped tightly, the saran wrap glistening in the light. Wendy then bent her left arm in a similar way. I guess she realized her predicament, because for a second she began to try to resist. She pulled against Wendy. That was a mistake because Wendy slapped her across her face, and straddled her. She pinched both of Christie's nipples hard causing her to cry out. "If you make this difficult for me, I will make it doubly difficult for you, and a LOT more painful," Wendy said in a stern, domineering tone, looking directly into her eyes. "Do I make myself perfectly clear?"

"yea.... yes..."

Wendy pinched her nipples harder eliciting another cry, "Wrong, bitch, the proper response is, 'yes, Mistress'. Try it again."

Christie had tears in her eyes, "yes Mistress."

"Remember that," scolded Wendy as she wrapped up Christie's last free limb. When she was finished she moved forward to sit on Christie's chest. Pulling her head up by her hair she took the dildo strapped against her waist and put it against Christie's mouth. Looking over her shoulder at me she grinned, "I envy you men in this. The sensation of power as you face fuck your wife must be amazing. I love the feeling of having this hard cock invading someone's flesh, especially against their will."

She then proceeded to force Christie give her a blowjob. I heard some slobbering noises but was blocked by Wendy's firm ass from fully seeing the action. With great effort I pulled myself upright and moved around them. Not that seeing Wendy's ass was a bad thing, not in the slightest. I just wanted to see what she was doing. Christie was gagging on the purple strap on as Wendy was thrusting it into her mouth. "See, slut, we'll keep doing this as long as it takes until you can learn to be a good cocksucker for Jeremy. However, until then you are only good enough to be trained to be my bitch."

I looked over at Sue who was again leaning against the counter, her elbows down, and her head in her hands. She was looking at Wendy dominating my wife with a glazed, lust-filled expression. I went over to her and sated my earlier desire by taking her breast in my hand and licked the sweet nectar off of it. She moaned and caressed my head. 

After a minute of being lost in succulent pleasure of Sue's tits, I felt a hand on my ass, smacking it hard. "I can see you are having fun stud, but I need Sue to fetch the rest of the toys, please."

Sue nodded reluctantly yes, and left the room. Wendy moved up against me and kissed me hard. Her had traveled down my chest to grab my crouch. She pulled away, and put the dildo against my cock, "Mines bigger," she whispered softly into my ear when Sue returned.

Reaching into the bag Wendy pulled out a long red and black leash. Handing it to me she said, "I think Christie has proven she isn't up to being a good cocksucker, so I will start training her to be a proper bitch instead. Since she already is wearing your belt as a collar, why don't you do the honors of leashing her for the first time, Jeremy. It won't be her last, I assure you."

"With pleasure," I replied attaching the long leather leash to the belt that was around Christie's slender neck.

"Since you've proven you don't know how to use your mouth for anything useful, no sense in letting you use it," said Wendy bending down to put duct tape across Christie's mouth for good measure. Then taking the end of the leash from me, she gave Christie a tap with her toe, "Over now. Time to be the doggy that you are and I'll take you for a walk like a good mistress."

I watch rapt as Christie struggled and finally turned over. She was balanced on her knees and elbows, the rest of her limbs useless; wrapped tightly as they were. Wendy gave the leash a tug and Christie moaned, struggling to find a way to crawl after her as she was led out of the kitchen.

Sue came back over to me, and kissed my neck. Nuzzling up to my ear she said, "Wen has always wanted to do that."


I looked at her, "Really, and how do you know Wendy?"

"Her and I shared a room at college one year. After getting to know her, after too many drinks one night she told me about her dark goddess, and how much she likes to let her come out and play. You better be careful, she doesn't play nice..."

With this thought in my head, Sue led me to the living room and we started to caress and kiss each other. She had amazing soft skin, wet from perspiration and leftover chocolate syrup. I began to get excited one more time, and felt a stirring in my loins that surprised me. I still couldn't believe my good fortune on how amazing this day was turning out to be! 

I heard a sound and saw Wendy coming back around the corner leading my helpless wife in tow. Wendy gave the leash a tug saying, "Hurry up, bitch. You're as slow as a wet week, but I may have one use for you yet. Go ahead and lay back down, Jeremy."

I did as directed wondering what she had planned. I had the most sensual sight from the floor of Christie slowly being led, one labored step at a time, over to me. "Climb on top of him, slut. Even if your mouth isn't good for anything, you have other holes that we can make use of."

Christie slithered on top of me, sweat, chocolate and whipped cream all mingled together until she lay prone across me. Her limbs unable to do more than flail against my sides. I felt Wendy's firm hand reach down and grasp my hardening dick and position it against Christie's pussy, still hot and wet. I grabbed her by her hair and pushed her lower until my cock slid into her snatch once more. She moaned and her head dropped across my chest. Oh damn, that felt good!

"Ok, my turn now," said Wendy as she kneeled behind Christie, "you three can't be the only ones having fun". I could see her spread Christie's ass with one hand and move up behind her. Then I felt Christie's pussy tighten and spasm around my dick. Her head arched up and a cry tried to force itself out from behind her taped lips. "Oh, her asshole is awfully tight, Jeremy. You obviously don't fuck her up the ass on a regular basis."

I shook my head no, but was again lost in the sensations. I could feel the strap-on forcing its way deep into my wife's rear. Christie tried to slither away, but I held her in place with both hands in her hair now. My cock was separated from Wendy's strap-on by only a thin wall of flesh between Christie's pussy and her ass. I could feel it pushing against my rock hard cock as Wendy started to thrust. She wasn't gentle at all, but forced that long, dildo into Christie's tight backside. Wendy leaned over and began to fuck her hard, both hands on her hips now, thrusting that purple invader deep inside her butt. Growing more savage by the second, Wendy growled, "Shit yea, take my strap-on up your ass. Fuck yea, bitch. Take that DP."

The tight pussy encasing my cock, as well as the feel of Wendy's dildo pushing against it was amazing. The feelings were sexual beyond belief and I was moaning now loudly in time with the others. Wendy was grunting with every powerful thrust and Christie was trying to thrash about, sandwiched between us, fucked hard in both holes. Looking over at Sue, I saw her taking photos on her phone, a glazed expression played across her pretty face.

Wendy lay across Christie and I felt her full weight. She stretched her slender body further over and grabbed my hair in her hand. Raising my head up, she kissed me hard and said, "Some day soon, my sexy stud, I will use this strap-on in you. I will not be gentle, and not only will you enjoy it, but I will get you to love being taken by it, a whore for my dildo."

That sent me over the edge and for the fourth time today I felt my whole being focused on my cock. I don't know if I had any fluid left, but I came anyway. I cried out, and shuddered. Holding tightly to both women on top of me, I spewed what load was left into Christie one last time. I could feel Wendy's dildo pounding Christie's ass hard, helping milk my cock of the last few drops in it. Christie, trapped between the two of us fucking her was thrashing her useless limbs against my body. I couldn't tell if she was in pain, or ecstasy, but at this point I didn't care.

With one guttural grunt Wendy thrust her strap-on as deep as it could go into my wife's asshole. I could see Christie's eyes bug out of her head with such a deep invasion, Wendy obviously was hitting spots my dick never did. Wendy then stopped and just held herself inside Christie. Shaking her long hair from her face, sweat was starting to drip off her amazing body. "Oh that was fine!" she said, "but it looks like you are spent, Jeremy."

"Oh, I am. I can't believe you got me to cum again."

"Well good. It's about time this slut of yours did something worthy of you. But I'm not close to being done yet, and I haven't cum since this morning. Hey Sue, think we can come up with a way for both of us to get off using Christie while Jeremy watches?"

Sue put down her camera and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm sure we could."

--- The End