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My Introduction to D/s Ch. 01

By: Scorpio44



[This tale has betrayal, revenge, justice, oral sex, anal sex, coitus, bondage, s/m, vaginal sex, Mff, ff, and a visit to Chicago. If any of those will put you off or disturb you then please don't read this story.]

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My secretary buzzed twice; I had a phone call; she didn't know the caller.

'What the hell,' I thought. 

"Nick Wells."

"Mr. Wells, my name is Carolyn Jones and I'm a private investigator. I would like a half hour of your time."

"I don't use private investigators. My work is not that kind of law."

"I know that. My work gives me access to lots of information and, in this case, there is no lawyer in LA better suited for this than you. I need only half an hour of your time."

She sounded on the up and up and I was intrigued. Things were OK in the office at the moment. My staff were preparing for a case that would not see a courtroom for another six weeks.

"OK. Let's have lunch. I would like to eat somewhere nice today. How about meeting me at the Broadway Grill in Beverly Hills at one?"

"No. Too many people know you there and me. How about China Palace in the Marina?"

"OK. It's on Washington?"

"Yes. You had dinner there with Jake and Fred last month."

"I remember. One o'clock."

The phone went dead. She knew a lot about me. What could this possibly be about. I told my secretary I was going out for a couple hours. She made a note and asked, "Can I get you on cell?"

I nodded as I walked out. At one I walked in to the China Palace. It was almost deserted. I saw a woman sitting alone and walked toward her. Three steps toward her I heard a soft voice say, "Not her, behind you." I turned and met Carolyn Jones. She was not what her voice had me imagine. She was about five eight, in her forties, short colored blond hair, blue eyes, great skin and about twenty pounds heavy. She was dressed in skirt and white blouse with a light sport jacket over. Nothing tight, nothing cut low. A woman easy not to notice.

"I have a reserved booth." She walked past me and I followed. Near the back of the restaurant was a small alcove hard to see from the front door. Her table was in that area. She sat facing the rest of the restaurant. If anyone approached she would see them first.

The waitress came and we ordered. After she walked away Carolyn said, "Shall we get to business?"

I waved a hand and she began.

"You don't know it but you are in the process of being screwed. Your best friend, Mike Thompson, is screwing Janice."

I didn't move. I'm not sure I breathed. I just looked at Carolyn.

"OK. You need proof. Carolyn joined a gym three months ago and she goes to the gym three afternoons a week. You knew that. What you didn't know was she works out there for forty-five minutes and spends the next hour up in Mike's apartment. Three times a week. Last month she told you she wanted to go visit her sister. She stayed a week. She was at her sister's two days. The other five she was in Chicago with Mike. He was there for a business conference and attended the opening day while Janice was at her sister's."

"You telling me this great story doesn't make it so."

"I have plenty of proof. And I'll sell you the proof. For the discussion now make believe it is all true. What would you like to do?"

"I want to ruin Mike and Janice. I'd like them both beat to a pulp. Those are my first thoughts."

"There is more to the story. Mike wants to ruin you. He has a plan to put you on national TV and surprise you with the news that Janice is leaving you and going with him. He plans to tell the TV world that he made a fool, a cuckold, of a big lawyer."

"How do you know all this?"

"I can only answer that question and any other if I am hired by you signing this contract." She took it out of her purse and handed it to me. I read it.

"There is a problem with this contract."

"I know. The date. It must have that date or I cannot tell you anything."

"It says I pay one thousand dollars for each full day and one hundred fifty per hour for each partial day you work exclusively for me. This is dated six months ago. If I sign how much do I owe?"

"One thousand one hundred fifty dollars."

"Give me an invoice."

She had it ready. I wrote her a check and signed the contract.

"Now, why so little?"

"Because of one word in the contract. Exclusively. The day after we signed this contract Mike hired me to spy on you. He wanted me to find whatever dirt he could use to screw you. His contract is up tomorrow. Most of the time I worked for him looking first at you and then at him. He didn't know it but I always look into the people who hire me to dig up stuff on people. What I found about you and him didn't sit well."

"So, I get the proof of his activities for the last three months?"

"More. I dig. I have phone records, hotel bills, security footage, photos, and even a video with sound of them together. It all belongs to you."

"It can't all be in that purse."

"No, it isn't. However, here is a sample." She handed me a nine by eleven envelope. I opened it and without removing anything, looked inside. An eight by ten color photo of Janice sucking Mike's cock! I poured the contents of the envelope on the table. Fifteen photos, all in color of Mike and Janice fucking, sucking and being in bed together. One of the pictures was of them doing it doggy style on our bed. Included were three hotel receipts for charges to a room signed in Janice's hand. Signed Janice Thompson.

I looked at the evidence carefully. I looked up at Carolyn. "What now?"

"You believe me?"

"Yes."

"OK. You need to know their plan. Mike is a pretty well known business man in the entertainment world. He has some connections. He has arranged to have you invited on a TV talk show, the Mickey Pond Show. You will be told that the show is about honoring Best Friends. You will not be told it is Mike. Before you come on stage the audience will be told that Mike and Janice fell in love and you are coming on so they can tell you together that Janice wants a divorce so she can begin a relationship with Mike. Janice plans to go with you to Chicago for the show and have her things moved out of your room while the show is on. Mike will have a room in the same hotel."

"How do you know all this?"

"I have been taping his conversations and their conversations for months."

"He doesn't just want Janice, he wants to humiliate me in the process."

"He does want you humiliated, but he doesn't really want Janice. Janice knows nothing about the real motive for the whole thing. She was set up too."

"What?"

"Six years ago you were the lead lawyer in a case that cost Mike three quarters of a million dollars. McWilliams vs. Crocker. He took the verdict personally. He was pissed that you cost him that money and has been plotting revenge ever since. He befriended you to find a way to hurt you. What he found was Janice. Whenever you were out of town or really busy, he wined and dined and was a really good friend. Eventually he wore her down and made his move. That was a year ago. He made is fatal mistake when he hired me to dig up dirt on you."

"What are you going to give him?"

"Nothing. You don't even cheat on your taxes! You are a true Boy Scout!"

"He's going to be pissed!"

"Not as pissed as he'll be if his plan backfires."

"If I hand Janice divorce papers on the show and sue him for alienation of affections he's screwed on national TV. I can even offer to show pictures on TV of them in bed together. Not the x-rated ones but still, them in bed together!"

Carolyn sat forward and looked at me closely.

"Will you divorce Janice?"

"He set a trap and she fell in. I'll need to hear her side of this and see the whole file. I just don't know. It may come down to her reaction to the TV show."

"Mike is smart and devious. He has done more to Janice than screw her. When you go through the evidence you will see a different Janice than the one you think you know. I would advise doing nothing hasty to Janice. Serve her with divorce in order to make the case against Mike, but really look at what he has done to her. She is a victim too. The show is going to contact you tomorrow for next Friday in Chicago."

"I have a lot to think about and see. How much stuff is in your car?"

"One file box."

I looked at my watch. One half an hour. 

"This half an hour is on the invoice. Let's go get your stuff. Thanks for lunch."

"I'm not sure what to say."

"Call me when you have digested what's in the box. I need to talk with you then. OK?"

"OK. Give me a day or two."

I put the photos and things back in the envelope and followed her. At the cash register I paid for lunch. At her car she opened the trunk and I saw two boxes. One had N.W. on the lid, the other M.T. I took the one marked N.W.

On my way back to the office I called my secretary. "Reserve a conference room for half an hour from now. For the rest of the day."

I called Pete Marsh the partner who handled divorces and other family law cases. A shark in a thousand dollar suit.

"Pete, Nick Wells. I'm looking at a case that might interest you. Could you meet me in conference room "B" any time this afternoon or tomorrow?"

He could, that day at five.

I went to the conference room and asked Bea, my secretary, to hold all calls except emergency calls and transfer them to my cell. After I locked the door I opened the box and began to study. Out of habit I had three pens and a yellow legal pad beside the box of evidence.

Two hours later I had a pretty good idea who Mike really was and what he had been doing for the last six years. I also saw how it had taken hundreds of thousands of dollars to seduce Janice and that she had resisted. 

At five I opened the door and let Pete in. I had all the evidence back in the box. I asked if he was on retainer to Mike Thompson or my wife. He said "No." I asked how much it would cost to hire him for a divorce I hoped wouldn't happen. 

"Five."

"I made out a check and handed it to him."

For the next two hours I shared the box contents with my lawyer. He almost giggled at the huge amount of evidence. The only thing I wouldn't share was the video. I hadn't seen it. We planned our rebuttal for a TV debut. The hard part, Pete said, was to live with Janice until the show without tipping that we knew.

As he was leaving he asked if I could leave town for a few days after I was invited on the show. I could. All my work could be done through my staff and I could be reached by cell, internet and fax.

At eleven that evening I walked into our home. It was quiet and dark. On the island in the kitchen was a note from Janice. "Went to a show with Barb, then back to her place in Malibu. Be home tomorrow. Signed with a heart with a "J" in it. "

That made tonight easy. I went to the bedroom and mentally saw an image of Mike fucking Janice on the bed. I slept on the couch in the family room.

I left a note on the island when I left the next morning. "It certainly was quiet and cold here last night. I missed you. There is a case meeting today and it may go to about seven. Can we do a late dinner?"

At work I did have a case meeting. It was over at eleven. I went to conference room "B" and locked myself in. I put the video in the machine and sat down with the remote. I set the sound to only play in my headsets.

The tape started showing a bedroom, not ours. Mike walked in wearing a silk robe. Janice followed also in a silk robe. Mike took her in his arms and kissed her. 

"I've missed you."

"I've missed you too."

"Where is Nick today?"

"Atlanta. I..."

"I know. He's gone too much." His kisses and touches were persistent. His hands untied the robe. She didn't resist. He slid it off her shoulders and onto the floor. I was shocked to see her standing there naked with Mike touching her. I had seen the pictures but this was like watching them through a window. It was too real.

He played with her breasts and pinched her nipples. She moaned a moan I believed I was the only one to hear.

"Take off my robe."

She did and she dropped it on the floor. He was semi-hard and shaved. I remembered that it was about a year ago that Janice started shaving all the hair off her pussy. I was willing to bet he had her do it.

He pushed on her shoulders and she dropped to her knees. She looked up at him and he put his cock in her mouth.

"Make me hard so I can fill you, Sweetheart. Suck me good."

For seven and a half minutes he kept her on her knees sucking him. Then he put her on the bed and took her doggy style. He didn't use a condom! He talked to her as they fucked.

"Does that feel good, Sweetheart?"

"Yes! I love how it feels."

"Am I in deep?"

"The deepest anyone has ever been in me."

My lawyer's mind had me keep track of details. I kept time and wrote dialogue. He fucked her doggy for five and a half minutes then they switched positions. Janice lay on the bed and Mike ate her to three orgasms. The third was a screaming orgasm. Then he fucked her until he came in her pussy.

I watched and saw that his intention was to humiliate her even as he fucked her out of her marriage. He pulled out of her and walked to her face and put his cock in for her to clean. She did it. He asked her if he was a good lover. He words burned into me.

"Mike, I have never felt what I feel when you fuck me. Nick isn't as forceful as you. When I am with you I feel overpowered."

He didn't kiss her. He didn't hold her after the sex. He walked off screen and the cut ended. There was a data plate shown. "Omni Hotel, Los Angeles, CA room 326 Oct 18, 2006." I wrote it down.

Another cut started. A different hotel. Mike walked in and sat down on the bed, nude and hard. Janice walked in drying off with a towel. He pointed to his cock and Janice dropped to her knees.

"You are becoming the best cocksucker in California."

His hands held her head and forced his cock in. In the five minutes she sucked him she gagged eleven times. He stopped before he came.

He put her on the bed and had her lift her ass to him. He put his cock in her pussy and his thumb in her ass.

"Oh Mike, please go slow. That hurts."

"Relax. It won't hurt so much if you relax."

The camera position showed them from the side. I could see her tits hanging down and his thumb and cock in her. He was fucking for his own pleasure. When he was ready to cum he turned her around and sprayed her face and hair. Then he laughed and said, "God, you look sexy with my cum all over you." She cleaned his cock and left the screen.

He left the screen too and his voice said, "Wash your hair good. We don't want Nick to see my cum in your hair." The data plate said, "Bel Age Hotel, Beverly Hills room 641 Nov 1, 2006"

I waited. There was another scene. Our bedroom. Janice spread eagled on the bed blindfolded. Mike came on screen and told Janice, "I'm going to eat you until you have cum five times. Every time you cum I want you to tell me what a great lover I am." I noticed that Janice's hands were tied to our headboard.

I was shocked again! Mike didn't eat her! He went off screen and brought in a black man. The man bent to the task and ate Janice. Mike sat nearby on a chair and watched. In forty minutes she came five times. She screamed and wet the black man more than once. She begged for him to stop. She told Mike he was the greatest lover ever. When she had cum the fifth time the man stopped and left. At the edge of the screen I watched Mike give him a stack of bills. Then he bent down and kissed Janice's pussy and spread her juices on his face and neck. He untied her hands and removed the blindfold. He lay beside her for a few minutes while she told him how he was the best lover she ever had and how she loved being dominated by him.

I was sick. He had trained her to be submissive. He would dump her after he ruined me. What a terrible man. I wanted him dead.

I spent an hour putting all the evidence in order and making copies of some items. I put the copies in a briefcase and put the briefcase in the trunk of my car. I locked the box of evidence in my personal safe.

I called Carolyn.

"Carolyn, This is Nick Wells."

"We should sit and talk. Now that you know what that bastard has done and intends to do I can really help you."

"Yes. When and where?"

She gave me directions to a place near the airport. I'd been there once years before. It would take me an hour to get there.

When I parked there was an old woman sitting on the bus bench where I was to meet Carolyn. I locked my car and went over to the bench and sat down.

A few seconds passed and she said, "Hello. Ready to talk?"

I realized that the old woman was Carolyn. She looked nothing like she had in the restaurant.

"OK, let's talk."

"I have a personal stake in this case. I know you do too but I want you to understand why I am here."

"Talk to me."

"Your wife has been a submissive all her life and she has thought there was something wrong with her for having the thoughts and fantasies she has. All around her the world has been telling her to be strong, independent, and assertive while inside she wants to be dominated sexually. She wants the man in her life to take sex from her. You love her and you were trained to be a nice guy. You wait for signals from her that let you know she is receptive to sex. She has trouble giving you those signals. Somewhere inside her is a conflict that tells her she wants sex and that if she asks for it she is a terrible woman."

"She wants the domination she's getting from Mike?"

"She wants the domination from you, but you won't haven't given it to her. When Mike insinuated himself into your lives he discovered her need for domination and he used it against both of you. You will lose her to Mike if you don't do something quickly. If you lose her to Mike he will throw her away."

"You know this?"

"Since I was hired I have found three women he has dominated. Once they were his he lost interest. He just walked away from them."

"What a bastard."

"I agree. I would like to see Janice and you stay together. You see I know what I know about Janice because I am a lot like her. I am a submissive too. Do you want her back or do you plan to let her go?"

"I love her and I'm hurt. She's been fucking Mike for months!"

"If I may I'd like to offer you a different point of view. In the world of Dominants and submissives there are people who take slaves to be trained. They take submissives and train them in being good submissives. People pay these trainers. Mike has done a lot of the training for you, and he has done it for free. You could look at it as he began her training and now you will finish it. I also would have you change the thing you just said. You said she has been fucking him for months. To be accurate, he's been fucking her. She would not initiate sex with him."

"If I look at it that way I should probably thank him for fucking my wife."

"Let's look at what he has done. In the six years you have been with Janice has she ever had more than one orgasm in an evening? Has she ever dropped to her knees and sucked you off as soon as you asked her to? Has she ever used her tongue and mouth to clean you after you have had sex with her?"

"No."

"Mike has trained her to willingly do all those things, for you. Go home today, take off all your clothes and walk up to Janice and say, "I want you to suck me." She will do it and enjoy it. She will wonder why you have changed but she may not ask. She will be so happy to have you be assertive and powerful that she may have an orgasm while she sucks you. I know I have had orgasms while I was pleasing my man."

"I want her to be happy. I want her to be happy married to me. But, I don't know how to be dominant like that."

Carolyn pulled a book from her bag and handed it to me. "Inside I wrote some addresses of sites on the internet. Read the book, read some of the sites and call me. I will help you any way I can."


My Introduction to D/s Ch. 01



"OK. I do want Janice."

That afternoon a delivery was made to my office. It was the package inviting Janice and me to the Mickey Pond TV show on the following Friday. Included were first class tickets to Chicago for Wednesday afternoon, returning on Saturday, suite reservations at the Plaza, and a letter outlining the show and how we would be treated. If I didn't know what was going on I would have been impressed.

I called Janice and told her about the invitation. I acted surprised and a little excited about being on TV. She acted nervous but the things she said were things about shopping and great restaurants. I waited an hour and called her back.

"Honey, this case needs some special attention. I need to go to Seattle for a couple days. If I do this then I can take the days off and enjoy our trip to Chicago. I'm coming home to pack some things and then fly out this evening."

I told her I would be back Wednesday morning and we could make the afternoon flight to Chicago with no problem. She tried to sound excited about the trip to Chicago.

At home she sat on the bed and watched me pack. I kissed her good-bye and I made it a good kiss. I even patted her ass.

I drove to Santa Barbara and checked into the Fess Parker Hotel. I set up my computer and read about Dom/sub for the rest of the day and into the evening. When I took a break for dinner I had a thought and called Carolyn. She answered on the second ring.

"Carolyn, this is Nick Wells. Can I bother you for a few minutes?"

"Sure. What's up?"

"As you said the show is on Friday. I'm wondering, where is Mike and what is he doing?"

"Are we opening a new contract?"

"Yes. The thought I had is that Mike is not just screwing Janice. Wouldn't it be good to know who else he's screwing and maybe have some pictures of them as well."

"Let me guess, you want her back and you think knowing who else Mike is screwing will help."

"It is something I'm considering."

"OK. I figured you would call so I have already done what you asked. Mike is in Chicago right now. He leased an apartment last month. As we speak he is in the apartment and he is not alone. Her name is Sharleen Kingsley. She is thirty six, a school teacher, and probably a submissive too. She moved in three weeks ago."

"Pictures?"

"Probably tonight. I have a live feed video watching them. Anything worth keeping I will tape."

"OK. Thanks."

"Good night."

I went back to my room watched a little TV and then went to bed. I didn't sleep too well. I kept picturing Janice with her ass in the air and Mike's thumb in her.

On Wednesday morning I left the hotel early. I had checked and the first flight in from Seattle would arrive at LAX at seven forty. I wanted to arrive home about an hour after that flight landed. I believed I was ready for the show and for my new relationship with Janice. I felt the same quivers as before opening statements in a big trial.

A packed suitcase near the front door let me know Janice was ready to go when I entered the house. I wondered if Mike had planned for Janice to ever come back to the house. I wondered what was in the suitcase.

In our bedroom I saw that my closet was open and hers closed. I saw that the room was very clean, abnormally clean. Almost nothing on top of her vanity, no shoes anywhere. She was still in bed. I stripped down and slid into bed with her. As I did she woke up.

"Hi. Why are you getting in bed?"

"Because that's where you are. We haven't had sex in almost a week. I've missed you." I kissed her and she hesitated but returned the kiss. I reminded myself that she was more submissive now and would probably respond to me being a little more forceful than I usually had been.

"Take off the nightgown."

She hesitated. 

"I hate nightgowns! Don't just take it off, throw it away!"

She did take it off and she put it in the trashcan next to the bed. She turned back to me with an almost scared look in her eyes.

"What's going on? I haven't been in you in a week and you act like you don't want me to make love to you."

"I'm just surprised that's all. I thought maybe you were mad at me or something."

"I've just been busy. Lawyers do that sometimes. Now we have some time, we can relax. We can spend some time playing."

"Yes! We can."

"I dreamed last night that you sucked me hard and then we made love for a long time."

"You dreamed about sex with me?"

"Yes! How long are you going to wait before you suck me?"

"I'm not!" 

She pulled back the covers and went to work. I hated to admit it but Mike was right, she was a good cocksucker. She seemed to be enjoying sucking me. Both hands played with my nuts and the base of my cock. I hated to admit it but Carolyn was also right, I almost needed to thank Mike for her training.

"Play with your pussy while you suck me."

Her hand went to her pussy and in seconds I heard the squishing noises that told me she was already very wet. What surprised me most was that she had never masturbated in front of me before. She didn't hesitate at all.

"Lie on your back and spread yourself for me."

She did as I asked, pulling her hand away from her pussy. 

"No. Keep fucking yourself with your hand. I want to see you cum."

Her eyes closed and she worked her pussy hard. I climbed between her legs and positioned myself so that when I wanted to enter her I was right there and ready. 

"Are you ready to cum?"

"Almost," she panted. "Almost!"

Her back arched and her hand stopped moving. The moment had arrived. I pulled her hand away and shoved my cock in, hard. Janice's eyes opened and she looked surprised that it was me entering her. Her orgasm flooded her and shook her. I stroked in and out of her, loving the noises of our coupling and the moans she made.

I pounded into her and quickly reached my orgasm too. Rather than roll off her I rolled over bringing her with me and staying inside her. She lie on me and as our breathing slowed my cock began to shrink.

I felt it and felt the spunk start to flow out of her. Normally I would have reached for some tissues to clean up, but not this morning.

"How long has it been since you tasted our juices together?"

I knew it had only happened once or twice in our relationship. I also knew that Mike had her clean him every time he came.

"It's been a long time."

"Well?"

She didn't hesitate. She turned and took my cock into her mouth and cleaned all our juices from my cock, my balls and the entire wet area. When I felt she was close to being done I grabbed her hips and moved her pussy to my face. I sucked in all the juices and played with her opening. I used my hands to spread her pussy wide and my tongue to lick her to another orgasm. One had always been her limit. She said she was too sensitive to go for more.

As I licked she said, "I'm very sensitive. I've already cum."

"Cum again. Do it for me. I want to feel your pussy when you cum."

My tongue was probing her vagina then licking to her hard clit. I sucked on her clit and used a finger to play in her opening. She shook and arched her back. A long building moan turned into a scream and I sucked harder. She held onto my cock and sucked it in as her orgasm started to subside. 

She sucked like she had to have my cum in her mouth. She got it! She swallowed all of it and cleaned me again. I held her in place with her pussy an inch from my tongue. 

Her breathing returned to normal. I touched her clit for a brief moment with my tongue.

"Oh God! Nick!" Her body twitched. She didn't say stop. Mike may have trained her to be submissive for his own reasons but I could get to like her that way.

I touched her clit a few more times in the next few minutes. She jumped each time and she started to talk to me.

"You've never loved me that way before." "I love how I feel right now." "I am a lucky woman."

The words bothered me. I knew she had said them to Mike. I rolled her onto her back and I got up. I stood by the bed and looked at her on her back completely open to me.

"I read a book about how sometimes women like being dominated, especially in the bedroom. I tested the theories in the book and it appears you like it. I like it. Now, I need and you need a shower. Come with me and you can clean us both."

She got up and followed me into our bathroom. She started the water and adjusted it to the proper temperature. I stepped in and she stepped in with me. I slapped her ass and said, "It isn't hot enough."

She adjusted the temperature and asked if it was better. It was fine both times. She soaped me completely and rinsed me. She shampooed my hair. I told her to do herself and she very quickly washed herself and shampooed her hair. 

We got out and she dried us both. I put my hand in her pussy and she didn't back away or close her legs. She looked in my face. She was wet, slippery wet.

"Take your towel to the bed and lay on your back at the edge of the bed."

She folded the towel in half and put it on the edge of the bed. She put herself on the towel so her back and part of her ass were on the bed, her legs were off the bed.

"Lift your legs and spread yourself for me."

"Hook your knees and pull them to your chest."

My face went to her pussy again and she said, "Oh God! Nick, I may die!"

"Cum first."

I licked until she was shaking again. I pounded against her as fast and hard as I could with my fingers inside her. She screamed in orgasm and flooded me with something. It almost felt like she peed on me. My hands pulled her hands from holding her legs and I flopped next to her. 

She cleaned up herself and the juices she had sprayed on me. When she was done she did not get up. She sat on the floor by my legs, waiting. My plans were changing. I still wanted to ruin Mike but I no longer wanted to ruin Janice. Mike didn't make her submissive, he just brought it out and trained her. 

We dressed. I told Janice what I wanted her to wear. I asked her to leave her panties at home. I had her wear a skirt that gave her lots of freedom of movement and also gave me freedom of access. She put on a bra I really like, with cups made of some mesh material that hides nothing and a silk blouse. I bought her the bra for Christmas and she had never worn it. She once said it was sluttish. Her blouse was a silk print tight enough that I couldn't see her areola but I could see the nipple bumps if her nipples were hard.

When we were aboard and in our first class seats I leaned to her and said, "I want you to rub your nipples until they are hard, and keep them that way." She smiled and found one of the light blankets, put it in front of her chest and rubbed. When her nipples responded she lowered the blanket. I smiled.

A while later the flight attendant served drinks. Our Diet Coke's came with a can and a glass of ice. I looked at Janice and her nipples were no longer hard.

"Unbutton," I whispered.

She unbuttoned the top two buttons. I motioned lower and she unbuttoned the next two buttons. It didn't show anything but gave me access. I got an ice cube from my glass and turned to her. One hand opened her blouse and the other tucked the ice cube inside her bra, right over her nipple. I repeated for the other nipple.

"How does that feel?"

"Very cold and... very sexy."

"Are you wet?"

"Ever since you woke me up this morning."

"Go into the bathroom and wipe as much of your juices up as you can. Just before you come back dip your fingers in and bring me a taste."

She started to button up. I stopped her. She got up and walked to the bathroom knowing that as she walked anyone looking would see her open blouse. A few minutes later she came back. Her face was flushed. She sat down and put three fingers in my mouth. They were very wet.

"You masturbated in there, didn't you?"

She hung her head and nodded. I looked and her nipples were hard.

"You pinched and rubbed your nipples didn't you?"

She nodded again.

"Isn't flying first class fun?"

"You aren't angry?"

"No. Relax and enjoy the flight."

When the cabin announcement was made telling us to buckle up I told Janice to button up as well, but only two buttons.

We were met by a limo and taken to the Plaza. Our bags were delivered to our suite and we changed for dinner. Dinner was nice and Janice seemed relaxed. After dinner I asked the front desk to change our room. I told them I really wanted a room that faced west. They moved us and within fifteen minutes we were in a new room. Any attempt by Mike to monitor our conversation or activities had just been foiled.

Once in our new suite I asked Janice to put on a nightgown. She did. It was new. I normally didn't like nightgowns but figured that Mike might, so if she had one it was either bought to please him or by him. Either way, I wanted to see it on her. She came out of the bathroom wearing a pale pink nightgown with a pale pink robe so thin it could have been made of spiderwebs. Nothing was hidden. There were no panties. I took her hand and walked out onto our balcony. Anyone nearby would have had a great view of all my wife's assets. No one was nearby. Below us and before us the lights of Chicago sparkled. 

My arms went around her and held her from behind. I didn't speak. After a wait I bent to her neck and kissed her. A few more kisses and my fingers found her nipples and pinched. They tightened and she made a small noise.

Thoughts of how I was trained to respect women and treat them as equals went through my mind. She was not living in that paradigm. In her paradigm I loved her if I was in charge, if I took care of her, if I was the Master of her sexuality and my own.

"Do you trust me?" I asked, in a whisper.

"Yes."

"You know that I will only ask you to do things I know will be good for you, good for me and good for us."

"Yes."

"Who am I?"

"Nick."

"Who am I?" My voice was a little louder.

"Nick Wells." Her voice was less sure of herself.

"Who am I?" I was louder still.

"You are my husband."

"You believe that your sexuality belongs to me as your husband, don't you?"

"Yes."

"I do not want to punish you and I will if you need it. You know that too, don't you?"

"You have never punished me."

"That is correct. The other morning when I came home you were wearing a nightgown. You knew I do not like nightgowns. Why did you wear a nightgown?"

"I didn't want to be cold."

"Are there blankets in our home? Could the heat be turned up?"

"Yes."

"So, you chose to go against what you knew my wishes were, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"When did you get this nightgown?"

"While you were in Seattle."

"You spent money to buy something you knew I wouldn't like. Is that how you show your respect and love?"

"No."

"How can I teach you to consider what I want before you act?"

After a moments hesitation she spoke. "You need to punish me to remind me to think."

She was trembling in my arms and I wasn't sure if she was cold, excited or scared. I hoped the reading I had done was leading me correctly.

"Have you ever thought about being punished by me?"

"Yes." Her answer was spoken as if she just shared the deepest secret of her life with me. I knew I needed to honor that trust.

"I do not like punishing you and I do not like your disobedience either. I need to make the punishment strong so you will not forget. Is that true?"

"Yes." Her voice quivered. My arms still held her from behind, my fingers still held her nipples. My lips were just an inch from her ear.

"What punishment would have you learn the lesson? I do not ever want to punish you for this again."

I waited. Finally she spoke, "You should whip my ass."

I let her go. She turned and faced me, eyes down.

"Go back in our room. Take off the nightgown and throw it on the floor of the closet. Put a hard backed chair in the middle of the room. Find me something to use to whip your ass. When that is done come back out here and get me. You have two minutes."

I looked at my watch. She did exactly what I asked. In a minute forty seconds she stood beside me on the balcony.

"I am ready for my punishment."

We went back in and on the chair sitting in the center of the floor was one of my belts. Forty inches long and an inch and a half wide leather. I was a little taken aback. Whipping her with that belt would raise serious welts and could do serious damage.

From the reading I had done in Santa Barbara about domination and submission I understood that she needed to give me something like that belt to show her obedience and her trust. I could hurt her and she trusted me to take care of her.

I sat in the chair and held the belt folded in my hand.

"Lean on the bed with your ass facing me. Spread your legs wide apart."

She turned to the bed and bent from the waist, putting her hands on the bed. She spread her legs and I could easily see her pussy. Her body was tense and quivering, her breath came in short pants. I raised the belt and slapped it down on her ass.

The loudness of the sound surprised me. I raised the belt again and Janice said, "Thank you."

I hit her again. She thanked me again. I hit her low across her ass. She thanked me. I varied the spots that were hit until her entire ass was red. She thanked me with each stroke.

"Stand."

I helped her to stand upright. I held her ass in my hands and caressed her cheeks.

"Your ass is red and hot. You have been punished enough. I don't want to punish you again. Get some lotion and I will rub your ass with it so the beautiful skin I love is not damaged. Go."

Janice walked stiffly into the bathroom and came back with a bottle of lotion. She took the top off and handed the bottle to me.

"Put your hands on the bed again."

I put the chair behind her and as she bent it gave me perfect access to rubbing lotion on her ass. I spent long minutes rubbing and caressing her ass. I spread her legs and put lotion on her pussy as well as her ass.

Minutes of caresses later I fingered inside her slit. She was very wet.

"Does that feel good, now?"

"Yes. It feels very good."

"I want you to always feel good. I want you to know just how to please me and have a wonderful life with me."

"I will learn. I promise."

"When you are good life can be wonderful. I want your life to be wonderful. To that end I am willing to teach you and treat you. Is that what you want?"

"Yes."

"Get in the bed, please."

Janice turned and asked, "May I kiss you?" 

"Yes."

I stood and took her in my arms. Our kiss was tender and unhurried. My hands caressed her back and hips, gently. I broke the kiss. She got in the bed and did not pull the covers up.

I took off my remaining clothes and got in bed beside her. I spooned up behind her and asked if she was warm.

"From behind yes, but my front is a little cool."

"Pull the covers up over us."

When we were settled I said, "If you get cold wake me and I will get you warmer. If you get too warm you may remove some covers. Do not roll away from me except to go to the bathroom."

"May I speak?"

"Yes."

"I am glad you read about submissives. I didn't know there was a name for what I feel and want. I like having you take care of me. I want you to always take care of me. That's what I have always wanted." "I love you."

In just a few minutes she was asleep. I thought about what was going to happen on Friday, then I slept. In the morning we were contacted by someone from the show and we met with them. We were told about how the show is shot and what we would be doing the next day. We would be picked up at nine in the morning, go to the studio and do wardrobe and make up then wait our turn to go on. We were told that Janice would be seated in the audience and I would be brought out to be honored by someone who considers me a "Best Friend."

The rest of Thursday was ours and we were given a driver and guide for the day. At our request we were taken to a nice shopping area and left for a few hours. While I was in Santa Barbara I had done lots of research and found what I wanted in Chicago. After the driver left us we caught a cab and went to the address I found.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 01



After a ten minute ride we were left in front of an industrial looking building with a number between two doors; one a person door the other a roll up metal door. No windows.

Inside we were in a small office. Three chairs, a desk, a phone and a computer. I identified myself to a woman seated at the desk and she ushered us into a larger office. A minute later a man and woman joined us there.

"How can we assist you?" The man asked. He was about my age, shaved head and face, wearing a light gray suit, white shirt and striped tie. The woman with him was in our age group, wearing a darker gray pant suit open at the collar and a metal necklace. The necklace was beautiful and looked to be silver.

"We would like a room with complete privacy for about an hour. Then we would like to look at some custom jewelry."

"Lacy" he pointed at the woman with him, "Will show you to a private office. It has a video machine and monitor, no phone or recording devices, two chairs and a couch. Will that be satisfactory?"

"That will be perfect. Thank you."

We followed Lacy to another office. She held the door for us and when we were inside she pointed to a button on the wall next to the light switch. 

"When you are finished with the room please push the button and I will come to escort you back to the main office." She turned, closed the door and was gone.

"Please sit on the couch."

Janice sat. I sat.

"Janice, this is unfair but necessary. I would like to have a month between right now and this conversation happening but because of the TV schedule that isn't possible. You see, I know about Mike."

"Mike?" Her eyes showed fear.

"I know more about Mike than you know. I'm going to share most of what I know with you. Mike was never our friend. Years ago I tried a case in which Mike lost three quarters of a million dollars. He decided to take revenge on me for that loss. He befriended us in order to find a way to get revenge. It took him a long time but he believes he has found the way. I have discovered that he has been fucking you for months."

She started to speak. I raised my hand and she stopped.

"You will get to speak. Mike has been fucking you for months and telling you lies as well. He has set up the TV show for tomorrow as a way of humiliating me publicly. He intends to get me on live TV with you sitting next to him and to tell me that you have fallen in love, you want a divorce and he wants to have a relationship with you. One thing he has not told you is that he is already in a relationship."

I pulled copies of the apartment lease signed by Mike and Sharleen Kingsley. Clipped to it was a picture of her on her knees sucking Mike. I showed them to Janice. She did not speak. After looking at the picture for a while she looked at me. Her eyes were full but she did not cry.

"I know he told you that you were the only woman for him. I also know he showed you tickets to Cancun for Friday evening. What you didn't see were his tickets back to Chicago for Saturday. After he showed you the tickets he cashed your return ticket back in. He plans to leave you in Cancun."

I put all the copies on her lap. She looked them over and read some of the documents. When she looked back at me I spoke.

"I am ready for the television show. You will both be served during the show. You get divorce papers and he gets alienation of affection papers. I will show the national audience pictures of you in bed with Mike. I will humiliate him and unfortunately you, if I have to."

"May I speak?"

"Not yet. I apologize to you for the past six years. I have loved you every day of those six years but I did not understand your nature. I am learning. I would like to love you as you need to be loved every day and night of the rest of your life. However, I do not want you as my slave. I want you as my willing partner in life. If you accept I will be the dominant partner, promising to care for you, love you and guide you and me to a better future than we could ever have had before."

I paused and held her hands.

"The choice to become mine is yours. If you agree you and I will rejoin Lacy and Mr. Crown for a fitting. In the world of dominants and submissives there are some things that are traditions that I support and agree with. This is one. It is often called being collared. That word conjures images of a dog for me and I would never have you wear something that degrades you or your beauty. Mr. Crown makes custom necklaces. Lacy is wearing hers. You may have noticed that there is no clasp. It does not come off. It reminds her at all times that she belongs to Mr. Crown and that he will always take care of her and love her. Are you willing to be fitted with a beautiful necklace?"

"Yes! I will probably cry. I know now that you love me more than I ever dreamed anyone would."

"Tomorrow we will go to the television show and you will be wearing the necklace under a sweater. You will know it's there and so will I. You will be served with divorce papers and Mike will be served papers too. I will show pictures of you and he in bed. They will not show anything except you in bed together. Your breasts, ass and pussy will not show. Serving you is to bolster the case against Mike. To shame and humiliate him as he would like to do to us. The case for divorce will never come to court. Are you willing to play your roll?"

"Yes! Mike lied to me every time we were together. Whatever you want me to do, I will do."

The papers went back in my briefcase and I pushed the button on the wall. A minute later Lacy opened the door and led us back to the office. 

"I really like the necklace I see. Do you make them here?"

"Yes. This one is silver. Each one we make is unique. Is it for her?" The man pointed at Janice.

"Yes. She has given herself to me."

"Does she understand what that means?"

"Ask her."

"Have you given yourself to this man?"

"Yes."

"Do you know the significance of the collar or necklace?"

"It symbolizes that I belong to Nick, now and for always."

"With Nick's permission I would like you to examine the necklace worn by Lacy."

I nodded and Janice examined it. 

"There is no clasp."

"It does not come off. It can, but must be broken to be removed."

"Oh."

Janice sat beside me. I looked at the man and asked, "How soon can we see what you have for us?"

He opened the drawer and withdrew a necklace. It was not joined at the back. It was platinum and carried four diamonds in the front. The four diamonds were inside an "N". It was even more beautiful than I had pictured it in my mind when I ordered it from Santa Barbara. Janice looked at it with interest but did not move. She was wearing a sweater and slacks.

"I would like to see how it looks on her."

The man nodded and handed the necklace to Lacy. She stood behind Janice and held the necklace around Janice's neck. It looked wonderful against the sweater. 

"Janice, I want to see how it looks on your skin."

A moment of hesitation passed and Janice pulled the sweater up over her head and off. At my request Janice was not wearing anything under the sweater. Lacy put the necklace against her skin. It was perfect. It was a beautiful piece of jewelry and a symbol.

"Is there a mirror? I want Janice to see how she looks."

The man hit a button on the desk and a mirror rose out of the desk. It showed Janice to herself. I could see in her face that she thought the necklace was beautiful. I also saw that she was turned on, knowing Lacy and Mr. Crown were looking at her breasts.

"Can you put it on now?"

"Yes. Come in the back."

Lacy carried the necklace. Janice stood and looked at me. Her eyes said, "Should I dress?"

I shook my head "No."

In the bigger back room Lacy put the necklace on a table and sat Janice on a stool. She draped Janice's shoulders with a thick protective shawl, and covered her hair and neck with a thick protective covering. Mr. Crown fired up a torch and put on thick gloves. Lacy put on gloves and held the necklace in place around Janice's neck.

Five minutes later I saw the thick coverings come off and Janice stood wearing the necklace that she would wear the rest of her life. Seeing it on her turned me on. Mr. Crown brought a full length mirror to Janice so she could see how she looked. She smiled at what she saw.

"Put your sweater back on please."

She pulled it on. The necklace was hidden. 

"Can you bring the necklace out?" It took a bit of effort but she could, and it looked good on top of the sweater.

I paid and we were ready to go. Mr. Crown opened his desk drawer again and gave me a small box. "A gift for you. Our way of saying Thank You for your business."

I opened the box and found two earrings to match the necklace I handed the box to Janice and she teared up. We thanked Mr. Crown and Lacy and left. They had arranged for a cab to take us back to the shopping area. An hour later we had bags of purchases and met our driver. As we followed him to the limo I said to Janice, "We will not talk in the car."

He took us back to the hotel. We walked into the lobby and a porter came to carry our purchases to our room. We rode the elevator and entered our room having not spoken since we left the shopping area.

When we were alone I said, "I would like to see you in just the necklace and out on the balcony."

Janice stripped as quickly as she could while still caring for her clothes. Nude she stood before me with eyes down.

"Mike taught you to look down as a sign that he was the master, didn't he?"

"Yes, Nick."

"We are not in that kind of relationship. That was a power trip for Mike. In our relationship things are different. I am the dominant partner. I welcome your input. When I am ready to make a decision for us I will. Prior to the decision I want to know what you think. Seeing the look in your eyes will tell me what you are thinking. Agreed?"

Janice looked me in the eyes and said, "Yes, Nick."

"What is Mike's plan for tomorrow?"

"After you are in the green room I am to be taken onstage and to a seat beside Mike. He said he would kiss me after the show starts. He told me to tell Mickey Pond that you are gone too much and that over time I fell in love with Mike. I want a divorce from you so I can be with Mike."

"Good. Let's change your speech just a little. Tell them you want a divorce from me because Mike has asked you to marry him."

"Mickey Pond will ask him when he plans to marry me."

"Yes. Mike will be on national TV when he answers. If he answers with a date or something like as soon as her divorce is final I want you to give me a signal. When I come out on stage cross your fingers."

"You will show them the tickets where he plans to abandon me in Mexico?"

"If he puts his foot in the trap it ought to bite him, don't you think?"

"Yes. Can we go inside, please."

"Yes. I love the look of you like this but if you are at all uncomfortable, tell me."

"I am not uncomfortable yet, but it is cooling off and I will be soon."

"We should dress and have dinner downstairs."

"As you wish."

"You have another idea?"

"If we stay here in the room we can eat a wonderful meal naked."

"I like the way you think. Look at the menu and pick something for both of us."

Back inside she went to the desk and looked at the room service menu. She looked up at me twice as I undressed and hung up my clothes.

"Nick, I think you would like the Chinese Ginger Chicken Salad and I would like the Alaskan Halibut."

"You know me well. I could go with either dish. How would it be if we get both and share?"

"I would like that a lot."

The order was placed and I was told it would be half an hour until delivery. In the half hour I asked Janice to model some of the things we had purchased. She put each item on and let me enjoy them. She had always worn bras and panties that I described as Christian. The Church Lady of SNL fame would have approved of her bras and panties. Those days were over. The first item Janice put on for me was a demi-bra. It held her tits on display and held most of the upper half exposed. With the bra on I could and did suck on her exposed nipples. The bra was black. 

Next she tried on a mesh bra that was nearly transparent. It had some tiny flowers embroidered on the cups. Her areola and nipples showed and looked wonderful. That bra had a matching thong, nearly transparent with the same tiny flowers. Janice turned so I could see it all and all of her. She was enjoying the show and I realized that she could enjoy being the show as I was in charge, it wasn't her being slutty, it was me making her.

The knock at the door caused instant panic on Janice's face. I pointed at the bathroom and she was in there in a second. I opened the door and dinner was rolled in on a cart.

The cart was pushed by a young woman who saw the bras, panties and corset on the bed. She blushed instantly.

"I see you have noticed the gifts we bought today. Do you like them?"

"Yes. They are very... nice."

"I agree. They look even better on."

"May I look at one a little closer?"

"Yes." Janice had put a robe on and come out of the bathroom.

"The woman picked up a mesh bra and said, "This looks really sexy. How does something like this feel?" She was asking Janice.

"I felt naughty when I put that on. I also felt good because I know Nick likes it on me."

"I'll bet they are all very expensive."

"Nick wouldn't let me look at the prices."

She looked at me. I smiled and said, "Are you that size?"

She looked at the little tab on the bra and nodded her head.

"Then as your tip for bringing our dinner you may have any bra on the bed. On one condition: You must put it on standing right where you are and wear it when you leave our room."

Her eyes danced over the bed looking at each bra. She decided that the one she had in her hands was the one she wanted. She looked at both of us and slowly unbuttoned her uniform shirt. As she removed it we saw an old, white Christian bra.

Janice said, "I had one just like that. When we get home I'm throwing it away."

"I'm uncomfortable taking it off."

"Do it anyway." My voice was soft and insistent.

Her hands went behind her and the bra came off. Her breasts looked very different from Janice's. Janice's skin was very pale and her nipples stood like berries centered in dark pink areola about an inch and a half in diameter. This woman had a tanned complexion all over, areola at least three inches in diameter and nipples that had a pucker at the front. She pulled the new bra on and hooked it together in front.

She turned to face the mirrored closet doors. She smiled. I picked the Christian bra up from the floor and asked, "What would you like to do with this?"

"I can throw it away downstairs." She reached for it. I tossed it in our trashcan. 

"Better leave it here. Carrying it with you might get some questions asked."

"You're right."

"You look very nice and very sexy in your new bra. Very different from how Janice looked in the same bra. If you wouldn't mind can I have Janice stand next to you and see the two of you together?"

"You've already seen me. I guess it would be OK."

"Janice Honey, take off the robe, please."

She dropped the robe and stood before us in the transparent bra and thong. I noticed that the thong was wet. The woman stood beside my wife and said, "Lady, you are beautiful. I am ashamed to stand next to you."

Janice blushed. "You are beautiful too. It feels so sexy, so naughty, to be standing here like this."

I asked, "Janice, are you wet?"

Her eyes locked on mine and she whispered, "Yes! Drenched and probably dripping."

"Me too." Our new friend said.

"We don't even know your name but when you get off work if you would like to come back here and hang out with us you are invited."

"I need to get back downstairs. Thank you for my new bra and..." She buttoned up and left. As she walked out the door I said, "You can come back in an hour for the cart, if you like." She smiled and closed the door.

Janice sat down to eat. I stopped her and said to wait. In the bathroom I took the sash from the other robe and brought it back to Janice.

"Cross your arms under your breasts." 

She did. I tied the sash around her arms so she could not use them at all.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes. It smells good."

"What would you like to eat for your first bite?"

"Salad, please."

When I offered her a bite of salad she opened her mouth and took it. As soon as she had it in her mouth I gently pinched her nipple. I waited a few seconds and took a bite myself. Another few seconds and I pinched her nipple hard enough to get a squeal. Her eyes went wide and the thought came to her.

"Thank you. May I have another bite please?"

"Yes. What would you like?"

"Salad, please."

Another bite was given followed by a "Thank you." The "Thank you" was followed by a kiss to her other nipple.

I took a bite and she asked for another. We finished the salad and began our main course. Sometimes I kissed her nipples, sometimes her neck, and a few times I kissed as low on her belly as I could reach. She thanked me each time.

Fortunately our Diet Cokes came with straws making drinking easy and with little danger of a spill. When we finished eating I asked her how that whole event with the delivery woman was for her.

"At first I was nervous and felt out of control. I thought she must be a heathen or something to take off her shirt and bra like that. Then I realized that she wanted to be sexy. She wants to be wearing sexy stuff but hasn't had permission. You gave her permission to be sexy and she accepted it."

"Will she be back?"

"I would want to, but I'd talk myself out of it."

"How did it feel when she said you were beautiful?"

"I wanted to tell her she was wrong. But, she could see all of me. I felt sexy. I felt beautiful. I looked at you and I saw that you think I am beautiful and sexy."

"You are wet and I am hard. I want to see you on the bed with your legs wide inviting me into your pussy."

She put herself on the bed with all the bras, panties and corset around her. It was a struggle because her arms were still tied across her chest. I dropped my robe, pulled off her thong, and entered her. 

"You are so sexy! I may not last long. I think perhaps I will fuck you while you wear each and every outfit. I want you to enjoy that. Will you?"

"I am already cumming! Oh Nick!"

Her back arched and she shuddered hard. When she started to come down she said, "Nick I love you!"

"I love you, too." 

I untied her arms, she cleaned me and used the bathroom. When she returned she brought a towel and sat on it.

"You gave her the bra so she could help you teach me, didn't you?"

"Yes. If she comes back there will be more lessons... for both of you."

"If she comes back she will want you to fuck her."

"That may be true. We may assist her in having an orgasm or two but I don't see me fucking her, at least not immediately, just you."

"What if she wants to suck you?"

"How do you feel about that?"

"Part of me thinks I have to let her. I let Mike use me."

"Tell me about the other part of you."

"The other part doesn't even want you to look at her!"

"That's the part we need to look at. What is driving that?"

Janice lay on the bed and thought. I lay next to her and restrained myself from playing with her body.

"I am afraid that if you see her, touch her, let her touch you, you might love her more than me."

"And?"

"If you love her, you'll leave me."

"What would it mean if I fuck her right in front of you and I don't leave?"

"She wasn't as good as me?"

"Maybe. Maybe it would mean that fucking has little or nothing to do with loving unless I already love someone. I already love you so when I fuck you I am using our bodies to express that love. I don't even know her name. If I fuck her the emotional connection isn't there. It could be enjoyable. It could be fun. It could be just OK. It won't matter to our relationship any more than the fact that you have sucked and fucked Mike will ruin our relationship."




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 01



"I feel bad about Mike. Not bad for Mike, bad about having believed Mike. He didn't love me for one minute. When I think back I know that now."

A gentle knock came to our door. Janice sat on the bed in only her bra and I pulled on my robe to open the door. Standing outside was the woman who delivered our dinner. She was no longer in uniform. She was in a baggy t-shirt and jeans. I opened the door wide and she came in.

"If you would like, you can kick off your shoes and get comfortable."

She sat in a chair near the cart with our dinner dishes on it and took off her walking shoes. I walked to Janice and as I sat on the bed I spread her legs a little. Our visitor noticed.

"What would you like us to call you?"

"Carla."

Janice asked, "Carla, why did you come back?"

"I've been thinking about you both since I was here before. I love how such a beautiful woman responds to you, Sir. I loved how I felt when you had me do things I would never do on my own. I keep thinking about you watching me take off my bra. You looked like you thought my breasts were nice looking. I came back to feel that way again."

"I told Nick that if you came back you would want him to fuck you."

"I dare not hope for that."

Janice nodded. "If she asked for that she would be a slut in her own mind."

"Take off your clothes." I said it softly.

"I'm ashamed."

"Do it anyway."



My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02



[Please read part one of this story first. This story contains revenge, betrayal, oral, anal, Mff, ff, D/s, bondage and a trip to Chicago. If any of these things will put you off you may want to read someone else's story.]

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She stood and pulled the big t-shirt over her head. Her new bra caught the light and made her breasts appear to sparkle. She started working on the jeans. When she had loosened the belt I spoke again.

"Stop. This is hard for you, isn't it?"

"Yes. I will do it, though."

"Janice, help her out of her jeans, please."

Watching Janice drop to her knees and help Carla remove her jeans was an erotic sight. Carla was left with her jeans at her feet and still wearing white Christian panties.

"Take off the panties and throw them in the trash with the bra that used to be yours."

Following directions isn't tough when you really want to do what you're being told to do. Janice was still on her knees in front of Carla and Carla stood in front of us in her new bra.

"Carla, have you ever trimmed your bush?"

"No."

"Do you like having someone eat your pussy?"

She blushed and softly said, "I don't know."

"Have you been married? Are you married now?"

Both questions got a head shake.

"Are you a virgin?"

"No."

"Have you had an orgasm this year?"

"No, never." She did not meet my gaze. Her voice was soft like she was ashamed.

"Sit on the bed both of you, please."

I sat on the chair in front of them. It was difficult to stay focused on what I knew needed to happen. Their bodies and their energy were like magnets pulling me with invisible hands.

"Janice, we were having a conversation before Carla came back. We need to finish that conversation."

"I see what is happening here, and I want it to happen. I want you to give Carla what she craves. I want to watch as she has an orgasm and knows what sexual freedom is. This is a gift you can give her."

Carla looked like she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"This is a gift we can give her. I am a novice to this thinking too and it's like the Universe is leading us to the lessons we need."

"I think we have had enough talk, please fuck her."

"No."

They both almost jumped on me.

"First we are giving me a gift. The three of us are going to shave away her bush. Her sexuality is hiding behind it."

For the next fifteen minutes the three of us were in the bathroom and when we came back in the bedroom I had them stand and look at the new Carla in the mirror. After we looked at both of them and I touched both of them on their smooth pussies I pointed at the king sized bed.

"Lay on the bed ladies."

I positioned myself between Carla's legs and motioned to Janice. She came to me and we kissed.

"Are you wet?"

"Dripping!"

"Whatever thoughts you have I want you to turn them into actions. If you think about sucking Carla's beautiful nipples, do it. If you want to touch her pussy as I do, do it. If you hold back I will know and I will be angry."

That said I lowered my face to the freshly shaved pussy before me and began her journey to her first orgasm. I watched Janice and after a minute of watching me she caressed Carla's breast. Carla moaned. She arched a little and moaned again.

I lifted my face from her and said, "You must be vocal. Tell us what you're feeling. Tell us what you want."

"Lick me again, please."

I did. Janice bent to her breast and sucked. Carla moaned again and held Janice's face to her breast.

I felt the quiver begin and knew Carla was approaching her orgasm.

"Oh, I feel strange. Please stop, I can't stand it!"

"Hang on to Janice or a pillow. I will not stop."

Carla grabbed a handful of Janice's hair and her other hand grabbed the sheets. I sucked her clit and flicked it with the tip of my tongue. That was enough. Her back arched, her legs clamped on me and she moaned. The moan became a scream and then she went limp except for twitches that shook her every few seconds.

I stood up. Janice was looking at Carla's pussy and her eyes were glazed with lust.

"Do it." 

Janice moved to where I had been and licked Carla. Carla grabbed her head and protested.

"I'm too sensitive! Stop! I'll die."

Janice didn't listen.

"Oh, my, dear, God, It's happening again!"

She lost control and had another orgasm. Janice stood and kissed me. We both tasted like Carla's pussy. We kissed and fondled each other for a few moments and then I turned to Carla.

"Ready or not here we come."

Janice got close and watched my cock go into Carla. Her hands went to her own pussy and in seconds she was cumming.

"Oh, God! That feels good. It doesn't hurt. I'm so full."

Carla propped herself up on her elbows and watched herself get fucked. Janice moved onto the bed and offered Carla a breast to suck. Carla didn't hesitate. I slid two fingers into Janice. We pushed each other to another orgasm and then lay together on the bed, catching our breath.

A few minutes passed and Janice rolled to me and cleaned me. When she rolled her face up near mine she said, "Nick, I love you. This is a better life."

"I love you too. It is time for us to think about sleep. Carla are you spending the night?"

"I don't want to impose."

"Both of you, go to the bathroom and then get in bed." I followed them in and as they took turns at the toilet I peed in the shower. We got back in bed with me in the middle and were quickly asleep.

Morning woke us sounding like the phone. Janice answered. It was a wake up call, reminding us to be downstairs for our nine o'clock pick up. As Janice and I dressed Carla ordered room service and had them rush it. Before I was dressed there was a knock and Janice let our breakfast in. Carla was in the bathroom with the door closed. When the delivery person left she joined us for breakfast. As we ate we talked.

"Carla, now that it is the next day, how are you feeling about last night?"

"Sad. Not for last night, for tonight and tomorrow and all the tomorrows after that. You are leaving. Last night was the most exciting night of my life! I never knew my body could do those things!"

"We are not the only people who can take you there. Leave us your address, e-mail and phone. We will do some research for you and send you what we find. If you are ever in the Los Angeles area please come and be with us."

"Nick, we need to go."

We gathered our things and the three of us went to the door together. We hugged and kissed Carla and stepped outside the room. As we walked to the elevator I said, "After the TV show we may not be staying here. If we stay in Chicago we'll call you and have you come to where we are."

"I'd like that very much."

The limo driver opened the door and we got in. Half an hour later we walked into the studio. A visit to make up and hair and we were ready. Janice asked if she could use the ladies room and an escort took her. I knew the next time I saw her would be on stage. I was taken to the Green Room. The sign on the door said "Green Room." Inside the room was a pale coral. I sat and opened the briefcase checking to assure myself that everything I wanted was easily at hand.

Ten minutes passed. The door opened and a young man wearing a headset said, "Mr. Wells, if you would follow me please."

I was taken behind a lot of offices and prop rooms to a door. The door was held by another person with a headset on. I could hear someone talking but could not understand what was being said. Then there was clapping and yelling and the person opened the door.

I walked onto the set. Mickey Pond was standing down by the audience holding a microphone. On the stage were three chairs; an empty chair, one with Janice in it and one with Mike standing by it. Janice's chair was slightly closer to Mike's chair. I looked at Janice's hands. Her fingers were not crossed. Mike stepped to me and offered his hand. I didn't take it.

Mickey spoke, "Mr Wells, you were told you were coming here today to be honored as someone's "Best Friend." Yet you didn't shake Mike's hand."

"He is not my friend. So, why not tell me what this is all about?"

"Mike, perhaps you can tell Nick, Mr. Wells, why he is here."

"You and I have been friends for six years. I have regarded you as my best friend all that time. I am surprised..."

"I'll bet you are. I thought for most of those six years that you were my friend. If you think we are friends then I need to know what being a friend is, in your mind."

Mickey interjected, "We need to get to why Nick is here. Mike can you tell Nick why he's here?"

"I didn't mean it to happen but when you were gone so much with your work your wife, Janice, sought me out for companionship and over time we fell in love. We are here to ask you for a divorce."

"Why?"

"We want to be together."

"You said you wanted to marry me," Janice said. Mike shot her a look, caught himself and said, "I do."

"You want to marry my wife?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"What?"

"When do you want to marry her?"

"As soon as her divorce is final."

"And, in the spirit of our friendship you want me to give Janice a divorce so she can marry you."

"We didn't mean for this to happen. We just fell in love."

"Do you love my wife?"

"I do."

"We'll be right back after these important messages." Mickey Pond intruded again.

We sat in silence for the two minutes of the commercial break. At the end of the break Mickey spoke again, "We're here today with Mike, Janice and Nick. Mike has just told Nick that he and Janice, Nick's wife, are in love and want a divorce."

I spoke up, "Mike have you been in bed with my wife?"

"Yes."

"When was the first time?"

"A few months ago."

"Is that something a friend does?"

"We got caught up in a moment. We weren't out to hurt you."

"Caught in a moment. How many of those moments have you been caught up in?"

"I didn't keep a count."

"Ten? Twenty? A hundred?"

"I said I don't know."

"Janice?"

"Ninety three."

Mike looked shocked.

"You may not know this but one of the little quirks that Janice has is that she counts things. If she says there have been ninety three moments there have been ninety three moments. But, back to you Mike Thompson. You say you love my wife. Do you love any other women like you love my wife?"

"What do you mean? No."

"So you're telling us you aren't having moments with anyone except my wife?"

"No, I'm not."

I opened the briefcase. I pulled two photographs out and handed them to Mickey. "These pictures are of a lady who resides in an apartment leased in her name and Mike's right here in Chicago. I'd just as soon not mention her name but I would like to have Mike answer for why the two of them have an apartment together."

Mike spoke up, "Let me see those!"

Mickey didn't move or give them to Mike.

She said, "Mike I think we would all like to know about your relationship with this woman." She showed Mike the picture of Sharleen standing in front of the apartment.

"She is a poor school teacher and I leased the apartment with her so she could live in a nicer area than she could afford."

Mickey became the shark. She smelled the blood in the water.

"So, you are just a nice guy and have no physical relationship with this woman, only with Nick's wife?"

"That's right."

Mickey walked to Janice. "He sounds sincere doesn't he?"

Janice nodded. Mickey held the other photo in front of Janice. Janice took one look and roundhoused Mike. She slapped him so hard he and his chair fell over. 

"No physical relationship? The woman is sucking you!" Janice stood over Mike. He made no attempt to get up. Mickey's body guards helped Janice back to her seat.

Mickey came back to me. The bodyguards roughly got Mike and his chair back up.

"I think there is more in your briefcase. Would you like to share?"

"What I have to share isn't in my briefcase. Mr Martin please come forward."

A man in the audience came up on stage and walked to Mike. "Mike Thompson?"

He nodded. The man handed him legal papers. He turned and walked to Janice.

"Janice Marie Wells?"

"Yes," she said. He handed her legal papers. He shook my hand and left the building.

"Mickey, they have been served. Janice will get the divorce and Mike will be sued for alienation of affection. It is something that he could not be sued for in our home state but he brought Janice here to Illinois more than once and he has a legal residence here, so he can be sued for it here. The amount on the suit is seven point five million dollars. I have proof that Mike has been doing this with other women and that he intends to take Janice to Mexico tomorrow and abandon her there. I also have at least a hundred pictures to prove that he has been having sexual relations with not only Janice but others as well. I have an appointment with three tabloids this afternoon. If I am offered enough money you all will see pictures of Mike in the raw very soon."

The audience yelled and clapped for a long time. Mike just sat in his chair looking just like the man who lost a lot of money to me in court. This court was the public and the people who would normally hire Mike. I had the feeling I was going to be offered a lot of money to hand over all the evidence and stop the suit. Otherwise Mike would be broke and out of work within a year.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen you have seen why live television is so exciting. Please join us tomorrow when we will meet a sixty-seven year old woman who lied to the doctor so she could be implanted and have a baby. Till then, Be well and Safe. This is Mickey Pond, Good afternoon."

The bright lights dimmed. Mike just sat there. Janice walked the two steps to him and he put his hands up to protect himself.

"Stand up."

I watched wondering if she would do what we had talked about.

"Turn around." Mike turned so he was facing away from her. Before anyone could react she kicked him! Her foot went up between his legs and her shin caught his testicles. He dropped to the floor and cried out as he held himself.

Janice walked over to me and said, "I am sorry for all the pain I have caused. Please forgive me."

I leaned to her ear and whispered, "You should get an academy award. I love you. We will never be divorced."

Mickey came to us and said, "I'd like permission to have you back after the divorce and suit are done. May we contact you?"

"Yes. You can contact me in a few months. You will need to ask Janice for her part. Who do we see about accommodations? Janice surely doesn't want to be with me tonight. Perhaps Mike has room in his apartment for her?"

"Nick, If you can forgive me, I want to be with you. I never want to see Mike again. Ever!"

"As the old saying goes, You made this bed, lie in it."

I walked out of the studio and got in the limo. When we were a few blocks away from the studio the driver rolled the window down and said, "If you don't mind my saying so, you kicked Mike's ass in there! We were watching and cheering you on!"

"Thanks. It didn't feel as good as I wanted it to feel, but better than being blindsided by the bastard!"

"Where we watch there are two sets. One is for the show that goes out and the other is the picture the camera gets even when the show isn't on. Your wife got Mike in the balls good. After you left the paramedics came and took him."

"Gee, I'm so sorry."

Back at the hotel it was obvious that the staff had watched the show. My things were moved to a new room and the manager apologized when he told me that the only two available rooms were side by side. They had to give the other one to Janice. When he apologized he winked.

I went to my room and my things were there and put away nicely. I noticed that next to the bed was a door. The linking door to the room next door. After changing clothes I went out to take the elevator and saw a workman on a ladder, taking the security camera down.

"Problems?" I asked.

"Yeah. Seems this camera needs to be replaced and we can't get a new one until late Saturday. Be careful on this floor. We have no security hooked up at all until Saturday afternoon." 

"Thanks. I'll be careful."

"Yeah. We'll do our best to look out for you."

In the coffee shop I sat alone for a few minutes with a cup of tea. The manager came over and asked if he could join me. I motioned him into a chair.

"Three years ago a man befriended my wife and me. He was my best friend for a year. He took her away from me and used her and abused her for a year. He abandoned her. She was so ashamed that instead of coming back to me she killed herself. When I saw the Mickey Show today I wanted you to know you are welcome in my hotel any time, as my personal guests."

"When all this is done, we will come back. I wonder if I might speak to you about another matter?"

"Certainly."

"Does your company have another hotel in Los Angeles?"

"Yes."

"Does your company transfer people between hotels?"

"Yes."

"You have a wonderful employee who I spoke with yesterday. She expressed a desire to move to the Los Angeles area. Her name is Carla Ferrugio."

"I assume you want this transfer to appear as a miracle from above and not as something you had anything to do with?"

"I knew we would understand each other."

I went back to my room. As the door closed I felt hands pulling at me. They were Janice's hands. I turned around and she was nude; her necklace shinning and her skin aglow.

"You were my knight in shinning armor! You rode in and killed the evil dragon!"

"No, my dear one. As I am told the paramedics carted him away due to injuries sustained from an unforeseen accident."

She giggled. "They told me about it on our way back to the hotel. Seems he somehow fell and broke a testicle. They did surgery and he now has only one nut. When they told me about it I asked if they could get the one that broke for me. I'd like to have it!"

"If you promise not to damage it you may have mine."

"I like yours right where they are!"

She ordered her dinner delivered from the phone in her room. I ordered mine as well, on my phone. She got the Caesar Salad and I ordered the Atlantic Salmon. We ate sitting in her room nude. Dinner is better in the nude. It is better with kissing and touching too.

At nine there was a pounding on Janice's door. I looked through the peep hole and it was Carla. I opened the door.

She jumped in my arms, shouting!

"I don't know how you did it! I don't care!"

Janice grabbed her and closed the door.

"Calm down and talk! What happened?"

"The hotel manager called me to his office and I thought I was in trouble. There are rules about being in guest rooms with guests. He sat me down and asked if I had ever thought about living in California. Then he offered me a job in our hotel in Los Angeles!"

Janice looked at me and said, "Did you do this for her?"

"Certainly. Because I am so important in Chicago I can tell the manager of the Plaza to send a good employee to Los Angeles and he'll listen to me."

"Maybe God wants me in Los Angeles?"

"Did you accept?"

"Yes!"

"When do you go?"

"I am to start in Los Angeles on the fifteenth of next month. I need to go there, find a place to live and get all moved in five weeks."

"I think we should celebrate! We won the battle of television today and you get to come to Los Angeles." I said.

"We can't go out! Mike could use it against us if he had us spotted."

"Carla, sit right here please."

She sat. "Close your eyes. Janice is the only one here. You are thinking of what the perfect celebration could be." I paused. "Tell Janice what the perfect celebration is like in your imagination."

"Nick will tell me to undress. You and Nick will watch me undress. Nick will make me eat Janice and suck him. I will have to swallow his seed." She paused. "Nick will do something very nasty to me."




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02 (Alt. Ending)



[Please read part one of this story first. I submitted a chapter II before but the feedback had me look at it and decide you readers were right, it ended too quickly. This is the replacement for that chapter. This story contains revenge, betrayal, oral, anal, Mf, Mff, ff, D/s, bondage, a trip to Chicago, and a road trip. If any of these things will put you off you may want to read someone else's story.]

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She stood and pulled the big t-shirt over her head. Her new bra caught the light and made her breasts appear to sparkle. She started working on the jeans. When she had loosened the belt I spoke again.

"Stop. This is hard for you, isn't it?"

"Yes. I will do it, though."

"Janice, help her out of her jeans, please."

Watching Janice drop to her knees and help Carla remove her jeans was an erotic sight. Carla was left with her jeans at her feet and still wearing white Christian panties.

"Take off the panties and throw them in the trash with the bra that used to be yours."

Following directions isn't tough at all when you really, down deep, want to do what you're being told to do. Janice was still on her knees in front of Carla and Carla stood in front of us in her new bra.

"Carla, have you ever trimmed your bush?"

"No."

"Do you like having someone eat your pussy?"

She blushed and softly said, "I don't know."

"Have you been married? Are you married now?"

Both questions got a head shake.

"Are you a virgin?"

"No."

"Have you had an orgasm this year?"

"No, never." 

She did not meet my gaze. Her voice was soft like she was ashamed.

"Sit on the bed both of you, please."

I sat on the chair in front of them. It was difficult to stay focused on what I knew needed to happen. Their bodies and their energy were like magnets pulling me with invisible hands.

"Janice, we were having a conversation before Carla came back. We need to finish that conversation."

"I see what is happening here, and I think I want it to happen. I want you to give Carla what she craves. I want to watch as she has an orgasm and knows what sexual freedom is. This is a gift you can give her."

Carla looked like she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"This is a gift we can give her. I am a novice to this thinking too and it's like the Universe is leading us to the lessons we need."

"Please fuck her."

"No."

They both almost jumped on me.

"First, we are giving me a gift. The three of us are going to shave away her bush. Her sexuality is hiding behind it."

For the next fifteen minutes the three of us were in the bathroom and when we came back in the bedroom I had them stand and look at the new Carla in the mirror. After we looked at both of them and I touched both of them on their smooth pussies, I pointed at the king sized bed.

"Lay on the bed ladies."

I positioned myself between Carla's legs and motioned to Janice and we kissed.

"Are you wet?"

"Dripping!"

"Whatever thoughts you have I want you to turn them into actions. If you think about sucking Carla's beautiful nipples, do it. If you think about touching her pussy as I do, do it. If you hold back I will know and I will be angry."

That said I lowered my face to the freshly shaved pussy before me and began Carla's journey to her first orgasm. I watched Janice and after a minute of watching me she caressed Carla's breast. Carla moaned. She arched a little and moaned again.

I lifted my face from her and said, "You must be vocal. Tell us what you're feeling. Tell us what you feel."

"Licking feels sooo good."

I licked more. Janice bent to her breast and sucked. Carla moaned again and held Janice's face to her breast.

I felt the quiver begin and knew Carla was approaching her orgasm.

"Oh, I feel strange. Please stop, I can't stand it!"

"Hang on to Janice or a pillow. I will not stop."

Carla grabbed a handful of Janice's hair and her other hand grabbed the sheets. I sucked her clit and flicked it with the tip of my tongue. That was enough. Her back arched, her legs clamped on me and she moaned. The moan became a scream and then she went limp except for twitches that shook her every few seconds.

I stood up. Janice was looking at Carla's pussy and her eyes were glazed with lust.

"Do it." 

Janice moved to where I had been and licked Carla. Carla grabbed her head and protested.

"I'm too sensitive! Stop! I'll die."

Janice didn't listen.

"Oh, my, dear, God, It's happening again!"

She lost control and had another orgasm. Janice stood and kissed me. We both tasted like Carla's pussy. We kissed and fondled each other for a few moments and then I turned to Carla.

"Ready or not, here we come."

Janice got close and watched my cock go into Carla. Her hands went to her own pussy and in seconds she was cumming.

"Oh, God! That feels good. It doesn't hurt. I'm so full."

Carla propped herself up on her elbows and watched herself getting fucked. Janice moved onto the bed again and offered Carla a breast to suck. Carla didn't hesitate. I slid two fingers into Janice. We pushed each other to another orgasm and then lay together on the bed, catching our breath.

A few minutes passed and Janice rolled to me and cleaned me. When she rolled her face up near mine she said, "Nick, I love you. This is a better life."

"I love you too. It is time for us to think about sleep. Carla are you spending the night?"

"I don't want to impose."

"Both of you go to the bathroom and then get in bed." I followed them in and as they took turns at the toilet I peed in the shower. We got back in bed with me in the middle and were quickly asleep.

Morning woke us sounding like the phone. Janice answered. It was a wake up call, reminding us to be downstairs for our nine o'clock pick up. As Janice and I dressed Carla ordered room service and had them rush it. Before I was dressed there was a knock and Janice let our breakfast in. Carla was in the bathroom with the door closed. When the delivery person left she joined us for breakfast. As we ate we talked.

"Carla, now that it is the next day, how are you feeling about last night?"

"Sad. Not for last night, for tonight and tomorrow and all the tomorrows after that. You are leaving. Last night was the most exciting night of my life! I never knew my body could do those things!"

"We are not the only people who can take you there. Leave us your address, e-mail and phone. We will do some research for you and send you what we find. If you are ever in the Los Angeles area please come and be with us."

"Nick, we need to go."

We gathered our things and the three of us went to the door together. We hugged and kissed Carla and stepped outside the room. As we walked to the elevator I said, "After the TV show we may not be staying here. If we stay in Chicago we'll call you and have you come to where we are."

"I'd like that very much."

The limo driver opened the door and Janice and I got in. Half an hour later we walked into the studio. A visit to make up and hair and we were ready. Janice asked if she could use the ladies room and an escort took her. I knew the next time I saw her would be on stage. I was taken to the Green Room. The sign on the door said "Green Room." Inside the room was a pale coral. I sat and opened the briefcase checking to assure myself that everything I wanted was easily at hand.

Fifteen minutes passed. The door opened and a young man wearing a headset said, "Mr. Wells, if you would follow me please."

I was taken behind a lot of offices and prop rooms to a door. The door was held by another person with a headset on. I could hear someone talking on the other side of the door but could not understand what was being said. Then there was clapping and yelling and the person opened the door.

I walked onto the set. Mickey Pond was standing down by the audience holding a microphone. On the stage were three chairs; an empty chair, one with Janice in it and one with Mike standing by it. Janice's chair was slightly closer to Mike's chair. I looked at Janice's hands. Her fingers were not crossed. Mike stepped to me and offered his hand. I didn't take it.

Mickey spoke, "Mr Wells, you were told you were coming here today to be honored as someone's "Best Friend." Yet you didn't shake Mike's hand."

"He is not my friend. So, why not tell me what this is all about?"

"Mike, perhaps you can tell Nick, Mr. Wells, why he is here."

He paused and the audience listened.

"You and I have been friends for six years. I have regarded you as my best friend all that time. I am surprised..."

"I'll bet you are," I interrupted. "I thought for most of those six years that you were my friend. If you think we are friends then I need to know what being a friend is, in your mind."

Mickey interjected, "We need to get to why Nick is here. Mike, can you tell Nick why he's here?"

"I didn't mean it to happen but when you were gone so much with your work your wife, Janice, sought me out for companionship and over time we fell in love. We are here to ask you for a divorce."

"Why?"

"We want to be together."

"You said you wanted to marry me," Janice said. Mike shot her a look, caught himself and said, "I do."

"You want to marry my wife?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"What?"

"When do you want to marry her?"

"As soon as her divorce is final."

"And, in the spirit of our friendship you want me to give Janice a divorce so she can marry you."

"We didn't mean for this to happen. We just fell in love."

"Do you love my wife?"

He paused. The audience was quiet and the big camera got a little closer to Mike.

"I do."

"We'll be right back after these important messages." Mickey Pond intruded again.

We sat in silence for the two minutes of the commercial break. At the end of the break Mickey spoke again, "We're here today with Mike, Janice and Nick. Mike has just told Nick that he and Janice, Nick's wife, are in love and want him to give Janice a divorce."

I spoke up, "Mike have you been in bed with my wife?"

"Yes." The audience hooted and clapped.

"When was the first time?"

"A few months ago."

"Is that something a friend does?"

"We got caught up in a moment. We weren't out to hurt you."

"Caught up in a moment. How many of those moments have you been caught up in?"

"I didn't keep a count."

"Ten? Twenty? A hundred?"

"I said I don't know."

"Janice?"

"Ninety three."

Mike looked shocked.

"You may not know this Mike, but one of the little quirks that Janice has is that she counts things. If she says there have been ninety three moments there have been ninety three moments. But, back to you Mike Thompson. You say you love my wife. Do you love any other women like you love my wife?"

"What do you mean? No."

"So you're telling us you aren't having moments with anyone except my wife?"

"No, I'm not."

I opened the briefcase. I pulled two photographs out and handed them to Mickey. "These pictures are of a lady who resides in an apartment leased in her name and Mike's right here in Chicago. I'd just as soon not mention her name but I would like to have Mike answer for why the two of them have an apartment together."

Mike spoke up, "Let me see those!"

Mickey didn't move or give the pictures to Mike.

She said, "Mike I think we would all like to know about your relationship with this woman." She showed Mike the picture of Sharleen standing in front of the apartment with him.

"She is a poor school teacher and I leased the apartment with her so she could live in a nicer area than she could afford."

Mickey became the shark. She smelled the blood in the water.

"So, you are just a nice guy and have no physical relationship with this woman, only with Nick's wife?"

"That's right."

Mickey walked to Janice. "He sounds sincere doesn't he?"

Janice nodded. Mickey held the other photo in front of Janice. Janice took one look and roundhoused Mike. She slapped him so hard he and his chair fell over. The audience erupted in yells, cheers and clapping!

"No physical relationship? The woman is sucking you!" Janice stood over Mike. He made no attempt to get up. Mickey's body guards helped Janice back to her seat. I wanted to cheer.

Mickey came back to me. The bodyguards roughly got Mike and his chair back up.

"I think there is more in your briefcase. Would you like to share?"

"What I have to share isn't in my briefcase. Mr Martin please come forward."

A man in the audience came up on stage and walked to Mike. 

"Mike Thompson?"

He nodded. The man handed him legal papers. He turned and walked to Janice.

"Janice Marie Wells?"

"Yes," she said. He handed her legal papers. He shook my hand and left the building.

"Mickey, they have been served. Janice will get the divorce and Mike will be sued for alienation of affection. It is something that he could not be sued for in our home state but he brought Janice here to Illinois more than once and he has a legal residence here, so he can be sued for it here. The amount on the suit is seven point five million dollars. I have proof that Mike has been doing this with other women and that he intends to take Janice to Mexico tomorrow and abandon her there. I also have at least a hundred pictures to prove that he has been having sexual relations with not only Janice but others as well. I have an appointment with three tabloids this afternoon. If I am offered enough money you all will see pictures of Mike in the raw very soon."

The audience yelled and clapped for a long time. Mike just sat in his chair looking just like the man who lost a lot of money to me in court. This court was the public and the people who would normally hire Mike. I had the feeling I was going to be offered a lot of money to hand over all the evidence and stop the suit. Otherwise Mike would be broke and out of work within a year.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen you have seen why live television is so exciting. Please join us tomorrow when we will meet a sixty-seven year old woman who lied to the doctor so she could be implanted and have a baby. Till then, be well and safe. This is Mickey Pond, Good afternoon."

The bright lights dimmed. Mike just sat there. Janice walked the two steps to him and he put his hands up to protect himself.

"Stand up." She said it in a flat tone, no emotion.

I watched wondering if she would do what we had talked about.

"Turn around." Mike turned so he was facing away from her. Before anyone could react she kicked him! Her foot went up between his legs and her shin caught his testicles. He dropped to the floor and cried out as he held himself.

Janice walked over to me and said, "I am sorry for all the pain I have caused. Please forgive me."

I leaned to her ear and whispered, "You should get an academy award. I love you. We will never be divorced."

Mickey came to us and said, "I'd like permission to have you back after the divorce and suit are done. May we contact you?"

"Yes. You can contact me in a few months. You will need to ask Janice for her part. Who do we see about accommodations? Janice surely doesn't want to be with me tonight. Perhaps Mike has room in his apartment for her?"

"Nick, if you can forgive me, I want to be with you. I never want to see Mike again. Ever!"

"As the old saying goes, you made this bed, lie in it."

I walked out of the studio and got in the limo. When we were a few blocks away from the studio the driver rolled the window down between his seat and mine and said, "If you don't mind my saying so, you kicked Mike's ass in there! We were watching and cheering you on!"

"Thanks. It didn't feel as good as I wanted it to feel, but better than being blindsided by the bastard!"

"Where we watch there are two sets. One is for the show that goes out and the other is the picture the camera gets even when the show isn't on. Your wife got Mike in the balls good. After you left the paramedics came and took him."

"Gee, I'm so sorry."

Back at the hotel it was obvious that the staff had watched the show. My things were moved to a new room and the manager apologized when he told me that the only two available rooms were side by side. They had to give the other one to Janice. When he apologized he winked.

I went to my room and my things were there and put away nicely. I noticed that next to the bed was a door. The linking door to the room next door. After changing clothes I went out to take the elevator and saw a workman on a ladder, taking the security camera down.

"Problems?" I asked.

"Yeah. Seems this camera needs to be replaced and we can't get a new one until late Saturday. Be careful on this floor. We have no security hooked up at all until Saturday afternoon." 

"Thanks. I'll be careful."

"Yeah. We'll do our best to look out for you."

In the coffee shop I sat alone for a few minutes with a cup of tea. The manager came over and asked if he could join me. I motioned him into a chair.

"Three years ago a man befriended my wife and me. He was my best friend for a year. He took her away from me and used her and abused her for a year. He abandoned her. She was so ashamed that instead of coming back to me she killed herself. When I saw the Mickey Show today I wanted you to know you are welcome in my hotel any time, as my personal guests."

"I'm sorry for your loss and grateful if what I did helps. When all this is done, we will come back. Thank you. I wonder if I might speak to you about another matter?"

"Certainly."

"Does your company have another hotel in Los Angeles?"

"Yes."

"Does your company transfer people between hotels?"

"Yes."

"You have a wonderful employee who I spoke with yesterday. She expressed a desire to move to the Los Angeles area. Her name is Carla Ferrugio."

"I assume you want this transfer to appear as a miracle from above and not as something you had anything to do with?"

"I knew we would understand each other."

I went back to my room. As the door closed I felt hands pulling at me. They were Janice's hands. I turned around and she was nude; her necklace shinning and her skin aglow.

"You were my knight in shinning armor! You rode in and killed the evil dragon!"

"No, my dear one. As I am told the paramedics carted him away due to injuries sustained from an unforeseen accident."

She giggled. "They told me about it on our way back to the hotel. Seems he somehow fell and broke a testicle. They did surgery and he now has only one nut. When they told me about it I asked if they could get the one that broke for me. I'd like to have it!"

"If you promise not to damage it you may have mine."

"I like yours right where they are!"

She ordered her dinner delivered from the phone in her room. I ordered mine as well, on my phone. She got the Caesar Salad and I ordered the Atlantic Salmon. We ate sitting in her room nude. Dinner is better in the nude. It is better with kissing and touching too.

At nine there was a pounding on Janice's door. I looked through the peep hole and it was Carla. I opened the door.

She jumped in my arms, shouting!

"I don't know how you did it! I don't care!"

Janice grabbed her and closed the door.

"Calm down and talk! What happened?"

"The hotel manager called me to his office and I thought I was in trouble. There are rules about being in guest rooms with guests. He sat me down and asked if I had ever thought about living in California. Then he offered me a job in our hotel in Los Angeles!"

Janice looked at me and said, "Did you do this for her?"

"Certainly. Because I am so important in Chicago I can tell the manager of the Four Seasons to send a good employee to Los Angeles and he'll listen to me."

"Maybe God wants me in Los Angeles?"

"Did you accept?"

"Yes!"

"When do you go?"

"I am to start in Los Angeles on the fifteenth of next month. I need to go there, find a place to live and get all moved in five weeks."




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02 (Alt. Ending)



"I think we should celebrate! We won the battle of television today and you get to come to Los Angeles." I said.

"We can't go out! Mike could use it against us if he had us spotted."

"Carla, sit right here please."

She sat. "Close your eyes. Janice is the only one here. You are thinking of what the perfect celebration could be if you can't leave this room." I paused. "Tell Janice what the perfect celebration is like in your imagination."

"Nick will tell me to undress. You and Nick will watch me undress. Nick will make me eat Janice and suck him. I will have to swallow his seed." She paused. "Nick will do something very nasty to me."

"Tell Janice what that very nasty thing is."

"Nick will put his thing in my ass!" Her eyes were held closed tight. I stepped to the light switch and shut them off.

"Open your eyes." I hit the switch. 

"Surprise! We're going to have a celebration!"

"Janice sit here," I said pointing to a chair. "Carla, take off all your clothes. Put them on the floor over in the corner." The new bra held her tits. She wore no panties. When she pulled her jeans down I said, "Would you look at this sexy woman. She isn't wearing panties and she is shaved smooth! My mother would be proud!" 

She blushed. She took her clothes to the corner and bent to put them down.

"She wants us to look at her ass and her pussy. Carla, come here."

She came and stood in front of me.

I kissed her wet slit. Both women were sent to get towels to sit on and I had them sit on the floor by my chair. We shared the remnants of our dinners and called room service for some dessert. It was delivered to my room. Both ladies stayed in Janice's room sitting on their towels on the floor and I was fully dressed and all alone in my room when the delivery arrived.

"Celebrating, Sir?" The young man asked.

"Yes. I killed off a dog today and I stopped a humiliation. I can eat a well deserved dessert tonight."

After he left I noticed the dessert was delivered with three forks and three napkins.

We ate the dessert with one fork and used no napkins. I spread some chocolate frosting on four tits and a cock. I licked one of Carla's breasts and one of Janice's. They each licked the other one of the other's breasts and shared my cock. When we were each very sure there was no evidence of any chocolate cake outside our bodies we decided to go to bed. Hours later we spooned and slept.

At a few minutes past nine the next morning the phone in my room rang. I bounded from the bed in Janice's room and answered it.

"Nick Wells."

"Mr. Wells I am Hanson Cooper, Mr. Thompson's lawyer. If possible I would like to meet with you as soon as possible."

"Do you have a settlement offer for me?"

"Yes."

"Bring it in cash at one o'clock. When you arrive ask for the manager of the hotel. Show him what you have brought and the papers you want me to sign. He will, if he is satisfied, bring you to me and he will stay as a witness. Do not bring Mike. Is this all clear?"

"Yes, Sir. I'll see you at one."

I hung up and called a number in Los Angeles.

"Yes?"

"This is Nick."

"Remind me never to cross you! You tore his ass up!"

"Thanks Carolyn. Remind me never to piss you off. Mike doesn't even know you got him."

"What is this call about, except kudos?"

"I have an appointment with Mike's lawyer at one. You know everything about him. If he had to generate cash by one how much will the lawyer bring?"

"He can liquidate about a million that quick, but five if you give him a week. After that his business won't be worth three hundred thousand. Three of his contracts dropped him already this morning. Go get him tiger!"

"We can take the million now and give him three days to get us another two. That's enough."

"I heard he fell and hurt himself after the show."

"I heard that too."

"How's J doing?"

"Smiling, I would guess."

"If you see her tell her I'd like to talk when she gets back to L.A... I want to see you, too."

"If I see her I'll give her your message."

The line went dead. I called the front desk and asked to speak to the manager. I filled him in on the visit from Mr. Cooper. I let him know that if there was at least seven hundred fifty thousand in the offer and it was in cash he could bring Mr. Cooper to my room. He recommended that he take Mr. Cooper to a conference room and I meet him there. He reminded me that the security on my floor was out but in a conference room the audio and video could be taped. He said he would call me when Mr. Cooper arrived.

I went back into Janice's room. I didn't think they missed me. I saw them whispering to each other intimate messages. I knew they were intimate messages because Carla was hovering above Janice, whispering into her pussy and Janice had her lips on Carla's pussy. I stripped and climbed on the bed. Since Carla was above, her ass was at the exact height for me. I dipped into her pussy, gathering juices and lots of them for use somewhere else.

Janice's face was a couple inches from the action and she began using her fingers to transfer more lube to Carla's ass. 

Carla's ass wiggled as we prepped it for what was coming.

I put a finger at her pucker and told her to take a deep breath. As I pushed I told her to let it out slowly and concentrate on relaxing her ass.

My finger slid in as her breath was released. Janice put one of her fingers in Carla's pussy. I could feel her finger.

"Oh God! That feels incredible!"

I added a finger and twisted. Carla moaned and pushed her ass back at us. Janice added a finger too.

I pulled my fingers all the way out and put the wet tip of my cock at her open ass hole. I slowly pushed and she took another deep breath. Her opening was relaxing but still was very tight. Janice scooped lube from Carla's pussy and spread it on my disappearing cock. She lifted her head and sucked on my balls. I thought I would lose it and cum too soon!

It didn't last long. By the time I was all the way in Carla was very close. I could feel Janice's fingers playing inside Carla and with my cock. Carla began to shake and moan and that turned into a scream. I shot inside her ass.

"I can feel you cumming in her ass! Oh, God, I'm cumming too!"

Carla and I fell to one side and Janice got up quickly and came back with a wet cloth and a towel. She carefully cleaned us both and kissed us both.

The rest of the morning was spent in conversation about Los Angeles and about the feelings these two women had been feeling. I wanted to understand the thinking that had them think the way they did. I knew it would be difficult for either of them to tell me what they felt, so I had them talk about how they thought the other had been feeling for years.

Finding out there was someone else with the feelings they each had helped them both. Listening to them had me appreciate how inhibiting their thinking could be. They both wanted to be fully sexual women and had never gotten the permission to be that way. Their life training had them internalize so many restrictions that full enjoyment was most available when it was out of their control. For Janice I became the way she could be the woman she wanted to be.

"Carla, soon you will be in Los Angeles. I have a few contacts in Los Angeles. What kind of place do you want to live in?"

"A studio apartment somewhere, I guess."

"What is your place here like?"

"I rent a room from my sister in her home. I live with her, her husband and two kids."

"I've been thinking about something. Carla, how do you plan to get from Chicago to L.A.?"

"Load my old car full of my stuff and drive, I guess."

"Have you ever driven a long trip like that before?"

"When I was younger my family drove from Chicago to Denver one summer to visit some cousins."

"How old is your car?"

"Eleven years old. It has one hundred sixty thousand miles on it."

"To establish that Janice and I are no longer together it would be silly for us to fly together back to L.A. tomorrow. At one I'm meeting with Mike's lawyer. He wants to pay me off so I don't sell his pictures and evidence to the tabloids and he wants me to drop the suit. He's bringing cash. I want to give you lots of that cash. You can hang out in Chicago for a while, although I wouldn't recommend it. You can fly somewhere fun for a few days and then fly to L.A. together or you can buy a nice car or minivan, load it with Carla's stuff, and drive to L.A. I will fly home tomorrow and have a friend rent an apartment for the two of you."

"We drive to L.A. together?"

"Without you?"

"Yes! We all know you can do this. Following a map isn't difficult and you can buy a van with GPS in it and it will give you directions every step of the way. All I ask is that you call a number I give you every evening so I know where you are and that everything is going well."

They sat thinking for a minute or so. Carla asked, "What should we buy?"

"Lets do some research." I called the desk and asked if it was possible to rent or use a laptop and internet access. Fifteen minutes later one was delivered and set up by the guy I saw remove the closed circuit TV the day before. He delivered and set it up in my room. The connecting door was closed. After he was gone the ladies joined me and we looked at Consumer Reports and read the minivan evaluations. We called the auto club and found their best price for what we decided to get and they connected us with a dealer. An hour later everything was arranged. The ladies could pick up their van on Monday morning. The dealer would have it gassed up and ready to go.

We talked about the trip and looked at maps on the computer for about ten minutes when the phone in my room rang. I signaled silence.

"Nick Wells."

"Mr. Wells, Mr. Cooper is here. I have counted the money as you requested. He has one million exactly. The papers demand that within 72 hours of signing all original photographs and other materials be turned over to them."

"OK. Is he in the conference room?"

"Yes. Just come to the lobby and one of my people will meet you and bring you here."

"Thank you." I hung up.

Both women exhaled. Janice asked, "Did he bring money?"

I smiled and held up one finger.

"One hundred thousand?"

I shook my head.

"One million dollars?"

I nodded. They whooped and hugged each other.

I picked up the briefcase and headed for the door. At the door I stopped.

"Ladies, while I am gone I want you both naked on that bed, but not touching. No contact with each other or touching of your own pussies. If you talk you can only talk about what you think I will do to you when I return." I opened the door and left.

Mr. Cooper stood when I entered the room. He had one hand on the briefcase on the table. I walked to him and held out my hand. He shook it. We sat across the table from each other. The manager stood by the door.

He was ready to put the million dollars in his safe as soon as it was mine. I read the papers. They were well done. I got the million now and another million upon delivery of all evidence. I had 72 hours to make delivery. Since the firm Mr. Cooper worked for had an office in Los Angeles delivery could be made there. I signed and Mr. Cooper signed. I gave him the briefcase of copies and he left the briefcase with the million open on the table. We shook hands and he walked. 

"When I leave this evening I would like a bank draft or proof of funds transfer to my account in Los Angeles."

I gave the manager the account numbers. "Only transfer nine hundred forty thousand to that account. Ten thousand is a gift to you from me. Not a gift to the hotel but to you personally. Take the ten thousand out of the briefcase now. The rest I want given to Janice in cash when she checks out. Please provide transportation for her to this dealer." I handed him a paper with the name and address of where Janice was buying her van.

He smiled. He agreed to everything. I thanked him and he wished me well in my future.

I was gone just over an hour. I opened the door to my room and walked inside. Both women were on the bed. Their hands were at their sides and Janice's skin was flushed. I noticed their feet were just touching, their legs spread just enough that their pussies were very visible.

I took off my suit coat and tie and put them away. I kicked off my shoes. They had not spoken but had watched my every move. I felt them tense as I approached.

"Carla, did you speak while I was gone?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Did Janice speak?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Did she only speak about what might happen to you when I came back?"

"Yes."

"Did she tell you how she was punished once for disobeying me?"

"Yes."

"Did that story get you wet?"

Carla hesitated. I leaned over and put one finger in her slit. She was very wet.

"You like the idea of being punished, don't you?"

"She made it sound so sexy."

"I noticed when I came in you chose not to do what I asked you to do. Even after I had been back long enough to take off my coat and tie you were disobeying me. I cannot tolerate this in either of you. Your feet are touching. I told you not to touch!" 

They jerked apart. "We're sorry! We didn't mean to touch!"

"Janice tell Carla what you were punished for when I whipped your naked ass."

"I did not think about what Nick likes and wants, I thought only of me."

"You did it again! If you had been thinking about pleasing me you would not have touched Carla. You cannot use the excuse that you forgot or that you were not thinking. The only people who are not thinking are dead! I am training you not to forget. Willful disobedience is painful."

"We are sorry," Carla said.

"Not yet, but soon."

"Janice sit in the chair with a towel under your ass."

She did. I used a sash from a robe and tied her arms to the chair arms.

"Carla, kneel between her knees facing Janice."

Her eyes kept glancing at me as she did what I asked. When she was in place I tied a sash around her including Janice's lower legs and had Carla's arms at her sides. I found another sash and moved Carla's arms behind her and tied them at the elbows and wrists.

"Janice are you comfortable?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Carla?"

"Yes."

"That will change. Carla, I want you to pick one of Janice's nipples. Tell me which one you pick."

"The right one."

"Good. Now put it in your mouth."

She leaned forward and put her mouth around Janice's nipple. 

"I want you to suck on her nipple."

I saw her cheeks pull in a little.

"I want you to suck hard enough that Janice tells us it hurts."

Five seconds later Janice winced and said, "It hurts."

"Hold that pressure. Do not let go of her nipple."

I pulled my belt off. Janice could see me do it, Carla heard it. She knew she was about to be hit. I folded the belt in half and tapped her legs with it. She winced and Janice said, "Ow! That hurts."

I hit Carla harder and she moaned. She did not let go of Janice's nipple. I hit the bottom of her feet. Janice cried out and a tear fell from her eyes.

"Let go of her nipple. Look at me both of you. I want your lives to be wonderful. I don't want to hurt you, but I am committed to teaching you how to have the best life possible. We are in one of those lessons right now. How can I know when you have had enough?"

I was silent for almost a minute. Neither woman spoke.

"We will begin again. Carla pick her other nipple. Do not bite! Suck hard enough to cause pain not injury."

The instant her lips touched Janice I swung the belt and hit her feet. Janice winced and Carla winced. Janice suddenly sat up a little straighter and said, "Thank you Nick, for teaching us."

I swung again across Carla's legs. It left a red line. Tears leapt from her eyes and from Janice's. "Thank you Nick, for teaching us to think and remember."

Again the belt hit both of Carla's legs. She sucked hard and Janice had trouble speaking it hurt so much. "Thank you for teaching us to think of what would be what you want and to do what you tell us."

"Let go of her nipple."

"Thank you, Nick," Janice said.

I untied Carla and untied Janice. I had them both kneel by the bed. 

"I want to know who had the idea of touching so I would punish you."

Janice looked at Carla and long seconds passed in silence. I was behind them both so I used the belt to smack both on the ass.

"It was me," Janice said.

"You liked it when I whipped your ass, didn't you?"

"I deserved it."

"You are dripping right now aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Have you cum?"

"No."

"If I hit you again will you come?"

"No."

"How many times will I need to hit you for you to cum?"

"Ten?"

"Lay flat on the bed."

She threw herself on the bed. Her legs were together.

"Spread your legs." She did.

"Carla, count. Janice I want you to cum when I hit you and Carla says eight. If you do I will give you the last two. If you don't cum I will not let you cum tonight."

The full length of the belt swooshed through the air and landed on her upper thighs. She buried her face in a pillow and then said, "Thank you." Carla said, "One."

Internally I counted to ten slowly and swung again. Across the center of her ass cheeks. Another thank you and the count of two.

I counted to ten again and swung. Before she could react or thank me I swung again. Carla counted three and four.

I swung again and Carla counted five then Janice thanked me. 

"Only three more."

Swoosh and the slap of leather filled the room. Janice's ass was hot and red. Carla said, "Five."

I rubbed her hot ass cheeks and softly put the belt across her ass. I waited and pulled the belt to me, sliding in across her ass cheeks to warn her it was coming.

Whoosh! Slap! Another red stripe across her ass. Her whole body tensed and began to quiver. "Six."

Whoosh! Slap! This stripe a little higher on her ass. The quivering increased. We both knew that if I delayed she would not cum. Internally I warred with myself, hit her and give her the release she craves or wait and leave her with just a sore and painful ass.

Whoosh! Slap! "Seven!"

Whoosh! Slap! "Eight!" Janice shook and with her face in the pillow she screamed! I shoved my fingers in her from behind. She screamed again. Carla sat on the edge of the bed and shook.

"Carla, did you cum?"

She nodded, still shaking.

"Did I tell you to cum?"

"No, Nick."

"Go in the bathroom and wet a small towel with cold water. Wring it out just enough it doesn't drip and bring it to me. Hurry!"

Hurrying was difficult. She did as well as I expected and I spread the towel across Janice's ass. I turned my attentions to Carla.

"On the bed next to Janice, on your back."

"Lift your legs and hook them with your elbows."

"Interlock your arms." 

I helped her so her forearms were side by side. I tied them together and ran the sash around her elbows as well so she could not get loose. She looked up at me totally helpless and exposed. Her wet pussy lips were swollen and puffing out. He ass hole totally exposed and unprotected. With my hands I twisted her on the bed so her ass hung slightly over the edge.

For my comfort I pulled the chair over by her and sat down. I held the belt so only a foot of leather was extended. I swung it and lightly slapped her left thigh, next to her swollen pussy. 

"You can not cum anytime you want. You can only cum when I say. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Nick."

I slapped the other thigh. A count of ten internally and I slapped the same thigh again, a little harder.

"Janice, turn so that you can watch. Beginning now you will count how many times I hit Carla."

My strokes were alternating between thighs and increased in strength regularly. By the time Janice said twenty Carla's thighs and part of her ass were quite red and hot. Stroke number twenty-one hit her swollen pussy lips. Carla cried out and jerked against her bondage. I hit again. She cried out again. Janice said, "Twenty three." I stopped.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02 (Alt. Ending)



"Janice, you missed number twenty-two. You lost focus and now we must begin again. Please do not lose count again."

My next stroke was on Carla's thigh. "One."

Two hit her pussy lips. Three landed directly on her ass hole. She was crying and shaking her ass with each blow. I tapped her pussy. "Four."

Again. "Five." Harder. "Six." A short wait and then harder again. "Seven." 

"Nick, May I cum?"

Slap! "Eight."

"No! Do not cum!"

A little more force brought the belt down on her swollen lips and I left it there. Tears ran down from her eyes and the belt slowly trailed off her pussy.

"Not yet Carla. Not yet."

Rapid strokes hit her on her lips and all over her thighs and ass. Janice counted as quickly as she could and Carla tensed and held her body rigid, resisting the orgasm her body wanted so badly. When Janice said, "Forty," I stopped.

After a few seconds Carla's eyes opened and she spoke. Her voice showed the strain and effort she was using.

"Please Nick. Please let me cum. I want it so much."

"No. I am wondering now if having you driving across country together is such a good idea. You will probably spend the whole trip fucking each other. Everything you have learned will disappear. You will not remember any of your training by the time you get to Los Angeles. Maybe I should just toss you out now and save myself the aggravation of having to start over with you in ten days."

"I will not disappoint you! I am learning! I want to learn. I love when you dominate me. I deserve the things you do to me. Please don't toss me out."

"Janice, I told you that this is a partnership. I will decide and I want your thinking."

"Watching Carla learn is also teaching me. We can help each other. We have been working on the hardest lesson either of us has ever learned. I always wanted to trust you the way I'm learning to trust you. Carla wants to trust you too. Please let her stay with us."

"Untie her."

"Rub her ass and legs with a cool, wet towel. Then we will talk some more."

The sexual tension of being so close to an orgasm and having it denied was strong. She might have been able to function but the orgasm was so very close to her consciousness that it could not be easy. Janice cleaned Carla up and soothed her stripped ass and legs. After the cool down I had them rub lotion on their punished sites.

"Carla, I would like to eat in the near future. Since the Mickey Pond Show ended we have eaten here in these rooms. I want you to order for the two of you. I will order for me. Ask for another bucket of ice to be delivered."

I walked into my room and closed the door. I ordered room service. I took a shower and dressed in casual clothes, no shoes. I sat on the bed and watched television until my dinner was delivered. I tipped well and the young man left. He had visually searched my room while he was there. Two minutes later I heard a knock on Janice's room door. Two more minutes and I heard a knock on the door between our rooms. They had set up the room so the three of us could use the food carts as a table. Carla pushed my cart and Janice took my chair to the other room.

Neither ate until I motioned them to eat. I noticed they both sat on folded moist towels.

"Ladies, my flight leaves in twelve hours. Ten hours from now I will be taken to the airport. As arranged right now, you will be taken to the dealer by a hotel bus and pick up the van at about the same time that I go to the airport. Is that still what you choose?"

They nodded. "You are to go from the dealer to Carla's sister's house. Pack whatever you cannot live without and leave the rest. I think giving your sister one thousand dollars to take care of whatever you leave behind and leaving her your car is a good idea. Between your sister's house and I-88 west find a market and buy snacks, an ice chest and some drinks. If you see a Wal-Mart or something like it you might want to stop there and get either a couple of sleeping bags or blankets and a couple pillows so you can rest while the other drives or so you can stay warm. I want you to call me twice a day. Once just as you leave the parking lot of wherever you spend the night and once again wherever you stop for the night." I knew Janice had her cell phone in her purse. "Janice I know you have a credit card or two. Use them. You will have cash but its better if you use the cards."

"Will you tell us which roads to go on and where to stay?"

"No. Use the computer in the other room and get maps and directions. Use the GPS in the van. The two of you are more than able to do this, if you stay focused. If you lose focus there are lots of things that can and will go wrong."

"How long will it take?"

"It is 2100 miles to L.A. A good day is about 600 miles. Figure four good days. If you feel good and the weather is good there may be a day or two you go farther than 600 miles. If the weather turns bad get into a good hotel and wait it out. If that happens, call me."

I paused.

"There are issues we must discuss. You both can make this trip and have no problems, if you are careful and stay focused. I do not know what Mike is capable of if he decides to go after revenge against you. I hope that he has learned a valuable and not just costly lesson. We cannot count on that. I want you to follow the instructions I give you carefully. I cannot fully protect you on this trip so you need to take care of each other. Do not stop at small hotels or gas stations that aren't busy. Don't eat at places that aren't busy. The odds are good that anyone wishing you harm will not want lots of witnesses so stop where there are lots of witnesses. Stay on main roads."

"Now, I'm worried."

"Like I said, I know you two can do this."

The phone rang in my room. I walked over to it and answered. It was Mr. Cooper. I listened until he was done talking and when he was done I said, "Thank you. Bring it now please. I will meet you in the lobby."

I rejoined the ladies.

"Things have changed. That phone call was from Mr. Cooper, Mike's lawyer. The conditions of our agreement have been changed. I will still deliver the evidence to his office in Los Angeles when we get back. We still get the second million. The change is that Mr. Cooper is bringing me the money now."

"Why now? Mike trusts you?"

"Mike has killed himself. Mr. Cooper told me that he is being sued by three women who claim he raped them. His note admits to his seducing them and being misunderstood. His note also requests that his estate makes good the agreement with me. Since the evidence is all but worthless after Mike's death Mr. Cooper is bringing the money to me now. He requests that I destroy the evidence but I will live up to my end and deliver everything to his office in L.A."

"What else did the note say?"

"Mr. Cooper did not say and I did not ask."

"Are we still driving to Los Angeles?"

"It is not necessary. However, since there is no real hurry for me to get to Los Angeles by tomorrow perhaps you would like to make this a road trip for the three of us?"

I could see that they were thrilled and didn't quite know how to react.

"Shouldn't this be when you would be jumping up and down and hugging me and each other?"

They did. I called the front desk and asked to be called when Mr. Cooper arrived. When I hung up the phone I asked if they were interested in a little excursion outside our rooms. Their response included more jumping up and down and hugging. 

Carla had no clothes for going out somewhere fancy so we decided to go up into the mall and find them some clothes for a trip out in the Chicago night. They dressed to go shopping while I went up to deal with Mr. Cooper.

He showed me the coroner's preliminary report and gave me a copy. He gave me the paperwork transferring a million dollars into my account in Los Angeles. We shook hands and he left. I put the papers in the hotel safe and went back to our rooms.

I was met by two excited women and we went shopping. In the four seasons hotel there is a shopping mall. We found a nice store that carried dresses that were quite nice and they carried all the things to go with the dresses.

Just inside the store we were met by a man who offered to help us.

"Did you see the movie "Pretty Woman"?" I asked.

He smiled widely and said, "Yes, of course."

"I am richer than the man portrayed in that film. I want these two dressed just for tonight. We will be going to the Excalibur. I have a credit card that cannot melt. Now is the time for some sucking up."

"Come right this way." He showed me to a wonderful couch and a parade soon began of women modeling dresses for my ladies to see. The first dress was a simple but elegant black dress. Both Carla and Janice loved it. I had the manager hold it to the side. I rejected the next six dresses. The next was loud, orange and had almost no back. Carla liked it. I sent them to try on the two dresses. I told the manager we would take the black dress and the shoes that went with it but the orange was rejected. 

They came out and I had them stand together in front of a mirror. They looked.

"Do you look as if you belong together?"

"No." They answered.

"Find me a dress that looks good standing beside one of those dresses, please." I looked at the manager. In less than a minute he came back with a black dress with a diagonal stripe across it in sequins. I asked Carla if she thought that would compliment Janice's dress.

"Yes."

"Does her dress make this one look good as well?"

"Yes."

"Then please take off the one you have on and put this one on."

Carla looked at me and understood what I was asking her to do. We were near the back of the elegant shop. The only people in the shop were three women who worked there and the man helping us. She pulled the zipper down, stepped out of the dress and took the black dress from the woman holding it. As she did this she was standing in thigh high stockings and heels, nothing else. Her nipples were hard and looked wonderful, as did the rest of her. When she got the dress on the woman zipped her in. She looked wonderful. Ten minutes later both women had on their new dresses, new shoes and each carried a nice bag for their whatever. I carried the shopping bag with their old clothes and walked behind them back to our rooms. I loved watching men looking at the two of them walking together. The dresses screamed class, sexiness, and confidence. The clack of their heels on the marble floors brought them glances from everyone they passed.

I changed into a gray suit and we were off. The Excalibur is a club that is fun and expensive. We danced, had some nice champagne, and laughed. I was approached twice by men who asked if they could dance with either lady. The first time I had Janice dance with the man who asked. The second man expected I would let him dance with Janice but I offered Carla, with a condition. It had to be a slow song.

He was gone about a minute. When I saw him returning I said to Carla," I want you to dance with him. Turn him on. Feel his body want you. Hold him close enough that you can feel his erection. Do not kiss him or let him kiss you. Understand?"

"Yes, Nick."

He stepped up to our table just as a slow song started. I stood and assisted Carla to stand. As I handed her hand to him I said, "Treat her with respect. She is my wife."

Carla smiled at me and followed his lead onto the floor. I held my hand out to Janice and we followed them onto the floor. As I started dancing with Janice I said, "Do not watch them. Dance with me. Feel me. I want you to love me as we dance. No one can see us. Make me hard and feel me with your body."

Janice closed her eyes and we danced. The man dancing with Carla must have paid the band a hefty sum as the slow song lasted a long time. Janice and I danced and she did make love to me. Her moves were in time to the music, sensual and sexual without being vulgar. How she got her leg between mine and held it there, pressing her thighs and pussy against me for so many minutes I do not know, but she did it. 

When, at last, the song ended Janice did not pull away. She stayed attached to me, waiting. I kissed her, long and gently and said, "Come back to the table."

As we walked back I could feel that my slacks were moist in the middle of my thigh. I looked at Carla's partner. He looked like he had been fucked on the dance floor. His slacks were wet and not just on the thigh. Carla had provoked an orgasm during the dance! When she got back to the table she turned to the man and said, "Thank you. I enjoyed our dance. Please do not ask me again tonight."

As she sat she leaned to me and we kissed. My hand was already on Janice's leg. The man stood there for a moment or two and asked, "May I dance with..."

"No. I think we have danced enough for tonight. Shall we go home and to bed ladies?"

"Yes, Nick," they said in unison. 

We got up and walked out arm in arm in arm. The man was still standing there when we went through the doors.

Outside we laughed and caught a cab. In the cab I had Carla tell us about her adventure. Carla had never been able to be so sexual dancing with anyone. Her freedom came because it wasn't her, it was her pleasing me. I was responsible for her behavior. She asked Janice how her dance with me was.

"I have danced a hundred times before with Nick. It was never like this time. I closed my eyes and it was just Nick and me. He told me to make love to him as we danced." She paused. "I pressed myself against him. Not just my pussy but everything. I felt him get hard and I rubbed against him. My nipples felt the inside of my dress as I moved and I was sooooo turned on."

I watched the cab driver. He kept looking in his mirror as Janice spoke. He had a huge grin on his face. He was an older guy, probably in his mid-fifties and I noticed he wasn't wearing a wedding ring. When we were only a block from the hotel I said, "Janice, please pull the top of your dress down and let me kiss your nipple."

She pulled the top down and she got up on her knees, presenting me with her nipple. I sucked it in loudly and she moaned and thanked me. The driver didn't miss any of the action. When I released her nipple Janice covered up.

I paid the cabbie and he thanked me. We walked through the lobby and into the elevator with more than a few people watching. I remembered that the security cameras were disabled on our floor so there was no danger of us being seen or taped.

"Undress and hurry."

It is surprising how quickly two women can get their dresses off when they want to. When the elevator doors opened on our floor I had both dresses in my hands and they walked to our rooms in thigh high stockings and heels. 

"Do you feel naughty?"

"Yes, Nick."

"You both look incredible! I am very turned on by both of you."

I used the key card and opened the door. I stepped inside and asked them to wait just a moment. I closed the door, leaving them standing exposed in the hallway. I went into my room and opened the door into the hallway. They both giggled and ran to the door and inside.

The door closed and I kissed them both. They hung their dresses up and removed everything else, putting the items in the suitcase. We were leaving in just a few hours.

We showered together and then went to bed. I had Janice call for a wake up at eight-fifteen. We kissed and fondled for just a few minutes and then went to sleep.

At eight-fifteen the phone rang and I picked it up. I shook both women and said, "We need to be in the lobby by nine. You two pack leaving me some jeans and a shirt to wear and I'll get us some breakfast."

The whirlwind jumped from the bed and things happened fast. I ordered breakfast and when it arrived we were dressed, packed and hungry. By a few minutes before nine we were in the lobby. The manager who had been very helpful met us. He had arranged for the items held in his safe to be packaged and ready for us at the desk. We thanked him for his assistance and kindness and he called for a driver to take us to the dealership.

I told Janice and Carla that a kiss good-bye was appropriate. They both kissed the manager and we left. The driver had loaded our luggage and when we were in the van he took us to the dealership. Carla knew the driver and they talked on the way. He told her how happy she looked and she thanked him for being a friend.

At the dealership he helped load our things into our new van. I gave him a tip for his kindness and his help. He smiled and thanked me and drove away.

"If I may ask, how big a tip did you give Jose?" Carla asked.

"Just a hundred. Should I have given him more?"

"No. I think a hundred is more than he even hoped for."

By two o'clock we were on the road, having stopped at Carla's sister's home, given her Carla's car and a thousand dollars. We stopped at a market and a mall as well. We had two ice chests, one loaded with drinks and one with snacks. We had some pillows, a couple blankets, and all the things any of us could think of that we might need as we traveled. Carla and Janice bought ten or twelve CD's so we would have music. 

I drove and Carla navigated for the first segment of the trip. She got me onto I-88 West and we headed for Des Moines. The weather was clear and sunny. We rolled past miles and miles of farm land. The small farm towns we passed were just off to the side of the highway, some half a mile away and some a couple of miles. I set the cruise control for seventy and we rolled along. Carla sat up front and while she navigated she learned how to operate the GPS and the radio. We listened to local news from farming towns where the big concerns were the weather and events at the grange. Not anything like the radio we were used to in Los Angeles. 

I kept checking my mirror to see approaching trucks and things and I glanced at Janice sitting on the seat behind my driver's seat. When she caught me checking on her she smiled and blew me a kiss.

As a semi pulled into the lane next to me in order to pass I could see that there were two people in the semi. I told Janice to pull off her shirt and show the passenger her tits. She pulled her shirt up and showed the woman passenger her tits. The woman smiled and then pulled her shirt up and flashed her tits at us! We laughed and the trucker blew his horn as he passed us.

Miles later I looked in the mirror again and Janice was sitting with her shirt still pulled up. I told her to either pull it down or take it off. She pulled it down.

Carla studied a book the dealer had given us and found that it listed lots of restaurants along our route. 

"What kind of food would you like for dinner tonight?"

I thought for a while then answered, "Bar-b-que."

A few seconds later she was laughing. I wanted to know why and she said she wanted it to be a surprise. Janice looked over her shoulder and laughed. She agreed it should be a surprise and they gave me directions to find the restaurant. It was in a suburb of Des Moines and Carla punched in the address to the GPS and it guided me right to it. It was seven thirty when we parked next to a place called "If Pigs Could Fly." We were laughing when we got out of the van. I stopped laughing when I got a whiff of the smells coming from "If Pigs Could Fly". This was bar-b-que.

We ate well. I had a full rack of ribs and both women had the bbq chicken with slaw and beans. We got recommendations from locals for a good place to spend the night and instead of a big hotel we stayed in a bed-and-breakfast. The lady I checked in with looked at me strangely when I asked for a king sized bed instead of a room with two queens, but she rented us the big room. We spent some time in the hot tub in her back yard after we got settled. Next to the hot tub was a sign which read, "Clothing not allowed in hot tub. Children not allowed either." We stripped down and climbed in.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02 (Alt. Ending)



About ten minutes later the woman who owned the B&B came out the back door wrapped in a towel. She smiled at us and when she got to the tub she tossed the towel to the side and climbed in. 

"I always soak for a few minutes before bed." She said as she sat down.

Carla asked, "May I ask a personal question?"

"Certainly."

"I noticed you have shaved all the hair off, down there. Why?"

"This is Iowa. Most of the people who live in Iowa are pretty straight laced and conservative. Many of the women who live her wear overalls and work on farms. I'd bet many of them don't even shave their legs unless they're gonna wear a dress for a special occasion. So, I shave to be a little bit exotic."

"Oh. Thank you for letting me ask."

"Turn about is fair play, you know?"

"OK."

"One man, two women, and one bed. There is a story there."

"Yes, and a good one." I said.

"Will you tell?"

"Do you ever watch the Mickey Pond show?"

She stood up and splashed water as her hands went to her mouth. "Oh my God! You're Nick! This is Janice! Wait! I thought she was leaving you for some other guy... Mike."

"I was. Nick found out what Mike was doing, and why and he turned the tables on Mike on the show..."

"I saw!"

"Mike is no longer part of our lives and no longer a threat."

"What about this lady?"

"I am someone they met in Chicago. They have adopted me and invited me to Los Angeles."

The woman looked at Janice and asked, "Is this OK with you? He's planning to sleep with her."

"He already has. It's fine with me."

"Wow! I'd probably be pretty jealous if my guy wanted to sleep with her."

"Not if Nick was your guy. I feel so loved and cared for I know he really loves me."

"I've been running this B&B for almost ten years and I've seen lots of jewelry in the tub. I've never seen anything like your necklace."

"It's a gift from Nick. I love it."

"Isn't it hard to get off? I notice it doesn't have a clasp."

"It doesn't come off. Ever."

"It means something."

"It means Janice gave herself to me. Not just as a wife but more. I promise to care for her, teach her, love her and help her have the best life I can. She promises to trust me, love me, and care for me."

"It is my dream that someday Nick will let me give myself to him as well." Carla looked at me as she spoke.

"Janice and I had been together years before we took that step. It is possible that it won't take that long to include you." I kissed her and then Janice.

"I don't think most of Iowa is ready for this. I admire your nerve."

"Thanks," I said.

Under the semi cover of the bubbles and swirling water I put Janice's hand on my cock and she pumped slowly. If our hostess noticed she didn't say or do anything. She told about the road ahead to Denver and some sights for us to see. We thanked her and she went back inside.

"Time for us to go in too," I said.

We got out and I dried both of them and they dried me. We left the towels beside the hot tub where we had found them. Inside our room I had all of us rinse off in the shower then we went to bed. I saw a quarter on the floor and picked it up.

"Who feels lucky?"

"I do!" Janice said.

"Call it!" I tossed the quarter in the air.

"Tails!"

It landed on the floor and George smiled up at us. 

"Carla, if I remember correctly you were pretty turned on last night and did not cum. Tonight is your night. You may cum as often as you can. Please come here."

She came to me quickly and we held each other and kissed. As in dancing I took the lead. She gave herself to me completely. I kissed her neck, her mouth and her breasts. When I was ready I asked her to lie on the bed. She did.

"What am I to do?" Janice asked.

"You can watch or sleep. Tonight is about Carla pleasing me. Your turn will come soon."

Janice crawled into the bed and pulled the covers up. She turned her back to us and lay still. I crawled onto the bed between Carla's legs. At my slightest touch she opened herself to me. She was shaved near her lips and I licked and kissed her for a long time. I could sense that she was getting close to an orgasm without me penetrating her outer lips at all.

"Open wider," I whispered.

Her legs spread and her hands opened her lips for me. I used the point of my tongue and traced patterns in her slippery warmth. She moaned softly and her breathing pattern changed.

I sucked on her inner lips and she moaned louder. I flicked my tongue on her bud. She bucked and thrashed at the first touch. I lowered my focus to the entrance to her vagina, licking the edges of her entrance. She shook and tightened up, her first orgasm had arrived. Her moan was deep and long. I sucked on her clit and it intensified. I let go and she began to calm down.

Seconds later I touched my cock to her wet lips and pushed slowly inside her. She held her legs apart and smiled at me as I filled her. I stroked in slowly and pulled back quickly. Stroking faster in each time and fast out I established my pace. Beads of sweat formed on me and dripped onto Carla. She opened her mouth and caught beads as they fell from my face. Her hands moved so her arms were around my arms and then she held her legs again. My pubic bone slammed against hers and we rode to a loud climax. I felt the muscles in her pussy grabbing at my cock as it filled her with all the swimmers I had for her.

When we both stopped cumming we stayed together for a while, until I felt myself shrinking. Carla moved quickly, dropping me on my back and inserting my shrinking cock in her mouth. She sucked and kissed me and when she let go I was wet and clean. She got up and came back from the bathroom with a moist cloth to wipe my sweat off and then reclean my cock.

As I drifted toward sleep Carla snuggled against my left side. Janice turned and snuggled against my right side. 

"Janice, why didn't you watch?"

"You said this was your time with Carla."

"Next time it is my time with Carla and you are in the room, I want you to watch."

"Yes, Nick."

"Carla, Is there something you want to say?"

"Yes, but I'm scared."

"Say it."

"I love you, Nick."

"I love you too."

"I love you, Nick." Janice said, softly.

"I love you, Janice."

We fell asleep.

A soft chime woke us. I remembered that our hostess had told us that when breakfast was ready she would sound a chime. I sent both women into the shower and I called out to the woman.

"What is the dress code for breakfast?"

"Wear anything or nothing. I've seen butts and tits before."

"OK. Thanks."

I stepped into the shower as Janice was finishing up. I kissed her and said, "We're have breakfast naked this morning. Bring a towel to sit on."

Carla soaped me and I her. Two minutes later we were drying off and headed for breakfast. Our hostess disrobed as we came into the kitchen.

"Now, this is country livin," She said.

It was a country breakfast too. Sausage, an egg scramble with bell peppers, onions, chopped broccoli, and salsa in it, sourdough toast and strong coffee. Our hostess ate with us. She looked at each of us in turn as we ate.

"You really seem happy this morning."

"We are happy."

"Can I pry?"

"You can ask anything. I may not answer, but you can ask."

"Did you love both of them last night?"

"Yes. I love both of them every moment."

"I meant did you make love to both of them last night?"

"No. What you want to know is did I put my cock into both of them last night. That is an answer that can only come from them. It's Ok with me if they answer about what we did last night, but each should speak only for herself."

The silence lasted a while.

"Nick did not put his cock in me last night."

"Nick did put his cock in me last night."

"Is that fair?"

"Yes. Fair isn't everyone gets the same. Fair is everyone gets what they need and what they will be best served by."

"I don't get it."

"I understand. We are learning about it too. Next time we stop in we'll spend some time talking about it. Right now we need to get on the road. Thank you for being such a nice hostess." I paused.

"Ladies let's get dressed and on the road."

Back in our room I said, "T's and jeans please. Shoes only until we are on the road."

We were on the road before eight-thirty. Janice became the driver and I took the shotgun seat and the maps. We got on I-235 headed west. Janice put some music on the CD player and we drove along enjoying the music and the farmland.

At about eleven-thirty we were nearing Lincoln Nebraska on I-80. We had shared a snack and a soda as we drove and decided to wait a little longer before having lunch. I-80 goes along near the Platte River and we watched the river change and flow as we passed. At two we were near Kearney. We got off the highway and found a place for lunch in Kearney. Between Des Moines and Kearney Carla noticed that the corn and the wheat were taller in Kearney than near Des Moines.

After lunch Janice drove and Carla took the shotgun seat and the maps. I sat in the back, watching and listening. They talked about clothes, about the house we lived in, about things we could do in Los Angeles, and eventually they started talking about our relationship. I put a pillow on the bench seat and pretended I was asleep.

Carla deepened the conversation.

"How do you really feel about me being a part of your marriage with Nick?"

"At first I didn't want you around. When Nick gave you my bra I was angry and hurt. It was my bra, and then he had you show us your tits! I was raised that the only tits he should ever see were mine. I'm his wife!"

"I thought that was how you felt. I wanted to feel sexy. I wanted to see how such a sexy bra would feel and look on me. I never would have ever tried one in a store or bought one."

"Until Nick discovered about me being submissive I always wore bras and panties like those white ones we both wore."

"I hated those things, but I couldn't buy the sexy ones."

"When Nick made me get them I was so excited! I couldn't tell him, but I love it that he likes them on me."

"You were angry that Nick gave me one of your new bras."

"I was very possessive. Then I saw how it looked on you and I saw how you changed when you put it on. I wasn't angry anymore. It hit me then that you and I are a lot alike."

"I have wanted a man to take charge all my life."

"To take charge and still love me."

"Didn't Mike take charge?"

"Mike! I don't like saying it but I'm almost glad he's dead. I used me and abused me and I was tricked into believing he loved me. Kicking him in the balls was so satisfying! Mike took years to convince me that he loved me more than Nick. He didn't love me at all."

"He abused you?"

"Physically and emotionally. Physically he loved to punish me, to hurt me, for his own pleasure. Nick punishes, but to teach us how to be better and to enjoy life better. Mike once shoved ice in me just because he wanted to hurt me. He told me it was for my own good, but I didn't know why he was doing it so I couldn't learn anything from it."

"Nick makes me feel like I am important."

"When Nick is with you I see how he cares for you, and I see that he loves and cares for me, too."

"I'm glad you aren't angry with me for being here."

"I'm glad you are here. I learn from watching the two of you."

"I am learning so much from watching how Nick loves you and trusts you."

"I never knew how good life could be until Nick read about submissives. I liked Mike being in control but I didn't feel like I feel with Nick. Nick really loves us."

"When I told him last night I was afraid."

"Afraid he wouldn't say it to you?"

"Yes, I think that's it."

"I know he loves us both. I'm not even afraid he loves you more than me, anymore."

"Any more?"

"The first time he fucked you I was terrified! What if fucking you was better than fucking me?"

"I was afraid I wouldn't be good enough. I knew he wanted me to have an orgasm and I wasn't sure I could or would."

"Perhaps it's wrong but I love watching you have an orgasm. I gush when you have one."

"When Nick had us lick each other I was so embarrassed but I loved it. I could never do it if he didn't say to."

"I could never have sat naked in the hot tub with a stranger either."

"He put your hand on his cock, didn't he?"

"Yes. It felt so naughty. If that woman had said anything I would have died."

"I think everything he does with us is part of our education."

"I have never felt so loved and cared for as I have since Nick found out I was fucking Mike. No. Since Nick found out that Mike was fucking me."

"How long have you been married to Nick?"

"Six and a half years."

"And he didn't know you needed him to dominate you?"

"How could he? I didn't know either. I had fantasies about being made to do things but I didn't tell him about them. I was so embarrassed I wouldn't have ever told anyone. I thought I was a freak!"

"I had a repeating fantasy of being tied up and fucked. When Nick used the belt from a robe to tie my arms and then he slapped my ass and pussy until I came I was in heaven."

"Would you want him to do it again?"

"Yes."

"Didn't it hurt?"

"It did, and it turned me on. I can't explain it. I surrendered all of me to Nick. No matter what he did I trusted him to take care of me and take me to places I'd never be able to go without him."

They were quiet for a little while. Then Carla spoke again.

"There is a rest stop two miles ahead. I need to pee. Shall I stop?"

"Without waking Nick? I don't want to. Let me wake him."

I felt her hand on my leg.

"Nick, Honey there's a rest stop just ahead. Can we stop?"

"Yes! Thank you for waking me. I need to pee. Do you?"

"Yes!" They both said.

We stopped and enjoyed walking a little and stretching a little. Getting back in the van I volunteered to ride shotgun. Carla got in the back and Janice resumed driving. I had her take I-76 and we headed south west towards Denver.

I got my cell phone out and called a number in Denver. I found it in the book the dealer had provided. The person who answered was friendly and helpful. I explained that we were driving into Denver and wanted a fun dinner at a nice but not fancy place. She recommended a place called Vesta Dipping Grill. She gave me the address and instead of writing it down I entered it into our GPS. I thanked her and hung up.

I activated the GPS to get us to Vesta. The voice said, "Go southwest ninety-two miles on I-76."

"Where are we going?"

"The lady recommended a restaurant called Vesta Dipping Grill. They serve lots of different things with lots of exotic dipping sauces. She says it is very popular and she made a reservation for us at eight forty-five."

"Oh that sounds like fun!" Carla said.

"I can think of something else that sounds like fun to me."

"Yes?"

"Carla, please take off your clothes and come sit on my lap. I would like to enjoy kissing you and pleasing you."

Carla looked out the windows of our van and saw that we were pretty alone on the highway. She pulled off her jeans, panties, t-shirt and bra. She came forward and I swiveled my seat so she could sit comfortably on my lap.

Janice kept glancing over and then back at the road. Carla sat on my lap with her legs together and pointed at the back of the van. I put my arms around her and we kissed. Carla accepted my lead and responded well without initiating any moves. Her arms were around my neck and shoulders. I kissed her for quite a while and then said, "Sweetheart, straddle my lap."

She stood up and straddled my lap before sitting back down. She started to put her arms back around my neck when instead I took both her arms and held them behind her back. I held her wrists with my left hand. My right hand went to the skin just above the tiny tuft of hair above her pussy.

"I am curious. Does it feel sexy when I touch you here?"

"It feels sexy every time you touch me. Where doesn't matter."

"Oh." I moved my fingers into her tuft, pulling some of the hairs gently.

"I like how that feels, Carla. Do you like men to tug on your hair?"

"I like when you do it. No one else ever has."

"I'm going to let go of your wrists. Keep them together just as if they are tied. If you pull them apart I will be forced to punish you. I don't want to do that."

"I will hold them together."

"Good."

The voice announced, "Continue south on I-76 fifty miles."

I put my right hand against her spread open pussy. She was wet. I stroked across the lips a few times, wetting my fingers and thumb with her juices. I pulled my hand up and offered the fingers to Carla to suck. She did.

"Do you like the taste of your own lust, Carla?"

"Ummmm Hmmm."

"So do I."

I dipped in again and tasted her juices myself.

"I wonder if Vesta has any dipping sauces as good as this."

My hand went back to Carla's pussy. Her nub was swollen and I touched it gently a few times.

"Carla, close your eyes."

"Carla, you once said that Nick was going to do something very nasty to you. Remember?"

She nodded.

"What was it that was so nasty?"

"He fucked my ass."

"Is fucking nasty?"

"No."

"But ass fucking is nasty."

"I used to think so."

"What do you think now?"

"I am yours. If my ass will bring you pleasure, it is yours."

"Relax your ass."

My fingers and thumb were already quite wet from Carla's pussy so when I moved my thumb to her ass it was wet. She took a deep breath and relaxed the muscles of her ass. My thumb slid slowly into Carla's ass. As deep as it would go, and then back out until it was just touching, barely.

Again and again my thumb entered her. Her arms were held behind her.

My other hand pinched her nipples. First the right and then the left.

"Can you feel your body responding to what I am doing?"

"Yes!"

"If I continue will you have an orgasm?"

"Yes!"

"Soon?"

"Yes!"

"Then have an orgasm!"

She pushed herself up and down on my thumb. I pinched her nipples with varying pressures. She began to shake and tremble. A low growl escaped her lips and I reached down and pressed on her clit. Her growl became a roar and her arms came apart. She grabbed both my arms and held them against her as she shuddered and rode out her orgasm.

I jerked my hands out of her pussy and ass and slapped her hip. Her eyes shot open and were terrified.

"Where are your arms?" I growled.

They shot back behind her and she said, "I'm sorry Nick. I'm sorry."

"Yes. I think you are. You know I cannot let this go. You must be punished. Go in the back of the van and clean yourself and get dressed. I will consider what punishment will be a good teacher for you."

About a mile ahead was an off ramp leading to a road that, in ten miles, would lead us to a small town.

"Take the off ramp and then pull over, please."

Janice didn't say anything she just did exactly as I asked. I turned to the back of the van and said, "Only put your shoes on."

"Yes, Nick."

The van stopped. We could see at least five miles toward town. No one was on the road. On I-76 the only vehicles were going the other way. I got out of the van and went to the back, opening the doors. 

"Stand here," I said, pointing at the ground between the open doors.

Carla stood, looking around.

"Face the inside of the van and present me your ass."

She bent at the waist and held her ass cheeks apart. I dropped my jeans to my knees and entered her ass with my cock. I hurt her and it hurt me. I gathered her juices and spread them on my cock. I pounded hard and fast into her until I came inside her ass. When I came I held her hips and sprayed her insides. I pulled out and said, "Clean me."

Carla turned and looked at my face and then my cock. She started towards my cock with her mouth.

"With a cloth or paper towel. I will not ask you to clean me with your mouth after I have been inside your ass. Ever! I am teaching you! I am not the kind of animal who would make you taste your own shit!"




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02 (Alt. Ending)



She cleaned me and herself. I went to the driver's side of the van and opened the door.

"Janice, would you help Carla clean up and get back in the van please. She needs your help."

"Yes, Nick."

"And, Honey, be gentle. She is probably quite tender. Maybe some lotion would help."

I got in and waited. It wasn't very long until they were back in the van and we were back on I-76. The music played and I drove. The announcement came, "In five miles merge onto I-25 south."

Carla spoke. "Nick, I am sorry."

"For something new?"

"No."

"You made a mistake. You were punished. Will you do it again?"

"No."

"Then it is done. Finished. Over. Understand?"

"Yes, Nick."

"There are those who hold on to mistakes and errors for long periods of time. Some never forget. I believe I am best served when I remember what feels good, tastes good, smells good, sounds good, and looks good. I want to remember what pleases you and pleases me. I don't care to remember things that are or were unpleasant. The only time an unpleasantness from the past will be mentioned is when I believe it can help someone learn a lesson without the full unpleasantness."

"May I ask a question?"

"Certainly."

"Why did you ask me to hold my arms behind my back?"

"Oh. This is my error. I need to learn this lesson here and now. I thought you understood why I did that. I will need to tell you both why I am doing something so you are not giving be blind obedience. I apologize. There is no excuse for my behavior. I asked you to hold you hands behind your back to assure you knew I was in controlling the experience and to train you in following instructions."

"I know you are in control. I also know I am the one who gives you the control. I give myself to you, every day, every night, every moment."

"Thank you. This has been a strong lesson for me. If I ever forget that the control of your giving is yours please remind me. I could make an excuse but that will not change my lapse in judgment."

I was quiet the rest of the way into Denver. When the announcement was made, "Turn right. You have arrived at your destination," I parked and help both women from the van.

As we walked I asked, "Carla, are you in pain or discomfort?"

"Yes. Pain from hunger and discomfort from needing to pee."

We kissed and entered Versa. Both women went first to the bathroom and then we were seated. The meal was fun and good. It was almost ten thirty when we walked back to the van. I programmed it for our hotel and followed directions. By eleven we were at the hotel and in the elevator.

The suite I booked was huge and had two king sized beds, a balcony and a big bathroom. We showered and lotioned each other then we stood on the balcony looking at Denver.

"Nick, Remember what you said about forgiving?"

"Yes, Janice, I do."

"Does it apply to you too?"

"Yes."

"I forgive you. It is done. Please love us, hold us, kiss us."

I did just that. As I held Carla Janice went inside and turned on some music. I danced with Carla. As the second song began Janice tapped us and said, "May I cut in?"

Carla kissed me then stepped back as Janice stepped into my arms. She noticed my growing erection and said, "Oh look Carla, he likes you."

We finished that song dancing slowly on the balcony. When the soft music stopped we heard clapping. We looked and saw a couple standing on a nearby balcony. The man was clapping. I waved and sent Janice inside. I waved again and followed her inside. 

We went to bed shortly after that. Carla backed her ass against me and asked if I could join with her before we went to sleep.

"Think about this question, please. What is more intimate right now, if I penetrate your pussy, your ass or your mouth?"

The room was quiet for a long moment.

"My ass."

"Is that what you want?"

"No. I want to suck you and then have you fill my pussy."

"Good. I would enjoy that too. Janice what would you like?"

"I want to give you my ass."

"I accept."

Janice pulled the covers off the bed as Carla pulled the other side of the same covers. I positioned myself in the middle of the big bed. Carla positioned herself so she was on my right side and she leaned towards my cock. Her hands and her mouth approached my cock and I said, "Mouth only, please."

Her mouth opened and she engulfed the head of my cock. Her tongue began encircling the head of my cock as she sucked and released it. I felt myself getting harder. I loved watching what she did and feeling it as well. Janice sat near my left side and watched.

When I was hard and ready I said, "Carla, lower your pussy onto my cock, please. Again, no hands."

Watching her straddle my body with her silky legs was in itself a turn on. As she wiggled herself to capture the end of my cock without using her hands we both laughed a little. She was successful and slid my shaft inside all the way. She slid back and forth, rubbing her pussy against me. Her arms out from her sides for balance. 

Janice kissed me. I kissed back and invaded her mouth with my tongue.

"Would you like to join in our game?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Then straddle my head and gently give me your pussy to nibble on."

"No hands?"

"No hands."

Janice's legs are barely tanned and her pussy is totally bare with inner lips that swell and protrude out. As she lowered herself to my mouth I raised my head just a bit and sucked in her lips. She stopped lowering and moaned.

Carla lifted herself until my cock almost came completely out of her, then she sank back down and rocked. She repeated the process a little faster and then a little faster. She reached out and held on to Janice's shoulders, steadying both of them.

Janice held on to Carla's shoulders as well and watched as Carla rode my cock. I licked her lips, plunged my tongue between them and bumped her clit once in a while.

Carla was bouncing hard and fast. I knew she was close and I was not ready for her to cum, yet. When she rose to the top of her stroke I let go of Janice's lips and said, "Stop!"

She stopped, held herself with just the tip of my cock inside her vagina, with the rest of her quivering wanting to cum.

"Stand next to the bed, please. Both of you."

They did. I got off the bed and stood behind Janice. I gently bent her at the waist and put her hands on the bed. My cock rubbed in her pussy juices and then pushed against her anus. As she breathed, relaxing and letting me in I smiled at Carla and said, "Get a soapy wet wash cloth and a wet cloth please."

I stood still and Janice moved so my cock went into her ass at her pace and at her choice of depth.

"Are you my slut, Janice?"

"I am."

"What?"

"I am your slut."

"What does a slut do, Janice?"

"A slut gives her body to her man for whatever pleasure he may want from it."

"Even her ass?"

"Especially her ass."

"Have you cum?"

"No."

"Don't."

I held her hips and stroked into her ass faster and faster until Carla was back with the items I asked her to bring. I pulled all the way out of Janice's ass and presented my cock to Carla.

She cleaned me with warm soapy water and then rinsed me with the wet cloth.

"Lay back on the bed please, Carla."

She did. She spread her legs to allow me to enter her.

"Janice, please get up on the bed and hold Carla's legs."

She straddled Carla's head and shoulders holding one ankle in each hand. As my cock easily found Carla's opening Janice watched. Her pussy was just above Carla's face.

"Carla, can you lick Janice's pussy?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Do it. Janice your task is to cum before I do."

Carla licked as I pushed into her. Janice pulled Carla's legs changing the penetration I felt with each stroke. My focus was on watching Janice's reaction to Carla's tongue lashing. I wanted to outlast her so I watched with some intensity, while sliding in and out of Carla. I noticed the changes in Janice's breathing and her skin coloring on her chest. 

"Please tell me just before you cum, Janice."

She nodded. The noises on our bed were wet and mixed with moans and muffled groans as well as heavy breathing. The heavy breathing was mostly mine.

My focus began to shift from watching Janice to feeling my own arousal growing. I felt my own juices building and stroked harder. As I felt the first pulse traveling up and out I pulled out of Carla and sprayed both of them with my white streams of cream.

Carla stopped licking Janice.

"Nick, may Carla finish me off, please."

"Yes, if you finish her off as well."

Janice leaned forward and sucked on Carla as Carla resumed sucking on her. I loved the sounds of moans and groans mixed with the wet sounds of two pussies being sucked, licked and kissed. I used a cloth and cleaned myself walked to the bathroom and prepared to clean both of my ladies.

Carla arrived at her destination first. Her scream was muffled by Janice's pussy in her face. Seconds later Janice muffled her own orgasm into Carla's pussy. I waited beside the bed with my preparations. When they calmed I said, "Lay on your backs, please."

I washed my cum and their perspiration off and rinsed them with clean warm water in a clean cloth. I had a towel from the bathroom and dried them. I resumed the center position in the bed and they pulled the covers over all three of us.

As we drifted to sleep Carla said, "I like Denver. It's a fun town."

In the morning as we got ready to get back on the road I made a request.

"I would like it if you would both be sure you shave your pussies today, and wear skirts."

"Panties or no panties?" Janice asked.

"Panties would be in my way if I wanted to touch you, wouldn't they?"

"No panties," Carla said. As we repacked Carla said, "Why do we have panties? Nick doesn't like them."

As we left the room the trash can was full of panties.

Standing in front of the hotel waiting for our van I asked, "Does it feel sexy to feel the breeze on your skin, your pussy skin?"

They both blushed and nodded.

On our way out of Denver we passed a big computer store and I asked Janice to stop, please. We went inside and I asked for a really good laptop. The sales person showed us their entire line as he asked what I wanted to do with it. I answered that I mostly wanted it for research and word processing as well as playing on the internet. Half an hour later we were back on the road with a laptop that had all the bells and whistles I might need and a wireless capability to be on the internet. He had included a hook up that allowed the computer to get power from the van. Carla saw a big store that carried snacks and drinks so we stopped. Janice and Carla went in and I stayed in the van linked to the internet. I looked for things related to D/s as I was still feeling like such a novice. I down loaded lots of articles and when the ladies returned I knew I had enough to read for the whole trip to Las Vegas.

Carla drove. She said she really liked driving our van. She input the destination as Las Vegas on the GPS and we were on our way. According to the GPS we needed eleven hours to get to Las Vegas. I said that if we got tired we could stop any time after we got on I-15 south. That would be about eight driving hours.

I opened a file on D/s and read. I opened another file after I finished reading that one. The second one was a WORD file and I made notes about what I had learned in the first file. I opened another read file and learned more. 

Suddenly I noticed that Carla and Janice were not talking and the radio/CD player was off.

"You are being quiet for me aren't you?"

"Yes, Nick. You are studying and we don't want to disturb that."

"I am between articles right now. Let's talk."

They pointed out some of the changes they had seen in the land as we had gone from the flat land of Nebraska across the mountains of Colorado. We were just beginning to go down a gorge alongside a river. I was glad I was between articles or I would have missed seeing it and the reactions of these two women. Janice, I knew, was in love with water. She watched the river more than the mountains and Carla watched the colors of the rocks and the vegetation changing as our elevation changed. When we reached Grand Junction the road was easier and Carla asked, "If I can ask, what have you been reading?"

"Mike put me in a new position in life. I didn't know anything about dominance or submission before he came into our lives. While you were in getting our snacks and things I downloaded articles about this lifestyle. I don't want to screw this up. I love both of you and I love how life is, right now, and I want to make sure we don't go down a road that will get us lost or killed. I have been reading two of those articles and thinking about what they said."

"Until I met you two I didn't even know those two words. I want to know more too."

"Me too."

"OK. Can you drive and listen? I don't want us in an accident."

"If it gets too intense I'll pull over."

"OK. Good. I've learned that we started out all wrong. Not as wrong as what Mike did but still, wrong. D/s is a partnership, a consensual partnership. We need agreements about limits, what the relationship is for each of us, communications, rituals, showing respect, punishment, goals, and much more."

"Can we do any of that now, as we drive?"

"The second article said that the things we need are in flux. We change, they change, and we will be adjusting things as we change, time changes and we get more in sync."

"I think that means we can start now and change things when we need to, later." Janice said.

"Yes. Thank you."

"OK. What limits?"

"I think a limit might be that I promise never to put us into physical danger."

"What about now? We're in danger. We are on a major highway with a hundred big rigs and two or more drunks going seventy miles an hour towards Utah."

"You're right. I need to be more specific. I promise not to purposely put either of you in a situation that will lead to you being permanently harmed."

"So a swat on the ass that just hurts might be OK but something that might scar isn't?"

"Exactly."

"OK. I like that. I didn't, for a moment, believe you would injure me but it feels good to have that said."

"The article talked about agreeing about the limits in decision making. Some Doms need to approve everything. They would have gone shopping with you for the snacks. I won't go that far. I want you both to dress to please me. I would like an agreement that whatever clothing gets purchased from now on is approved by me."

"Does that mean you want to go shopping with us?"

"Sometimes. Other times I want to be able to say I don't like it and know you'll take it back, whatever it is."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

I opened a new WORD file called Agreements and typed that one in.

"I want you both on birth control. We have been acting like there is no danger of pregnancy but the truth is I don't know that about you Carla."

"My tubes were tied five years ago."

"OK. That's handled."

"I would like an agreement that none of us has sex with anyone not already in this van." Janice said.

"Let's be specific."

"OK. No fucking, no coitus, no blow jobs, no pussy sucking, kissing or finger fucking, no ass play, no titty play, and no hand jobs."

"Agreed."

"Agreed. No wait. None of those things unless you both give permission."

Janice looked at Carla, "Before you came back that first night Nick promised that he wouldn't fuck you, but he would give you an orgasm. We knew you would want one if you came back. While you were with us we changed the agreement."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

I wrote it in the file.

"In the article it said that typically subs call their Dom Master or Sir. I don't want that. I want to be called Nick or Honey in both private and public."

"What about Sweetheart?"

"No. It isn't a term I am fond of."

"Agreed." "Agreed."

"What do you see as your responsibilities in this relationship?" I asked.

"Wait, please Nick." Carla said. "Before we go there I need to know something. Where am I going to live?"

Janice jumped in, "With us! Isn't she going to live with us?" She turned and looked at me. It was my decision. I was being acknowledged as the Dom.

"You are living with us, in our home, as of now it is official. Details to follow."

"Oops, the lawyer just spoke." Janice said.

"That remark comes under the heading of disrespect. If it happens when others are around it will evoke a consequence. I don't know what the consequence will be but when I figure that out, I'll let you know."

"What details?"

"Will you have a bedroom of your own, share Janice's closet space or have your own, will you pay rent? Details."

"In that line of thought I want to turn over my check to you."

"So you give me the power to run your life financially as well as socially?"

"I give you my life. Money, sex, body, socially, soul, everything. I thought that was clear."

"Me too," Janice said.

"I am honored by your trust and confidence."

"I watched you take a smart man like Mike apart and end up with two million of his dollars. Why wouldn't I trust you?"

"OK. What else?"

"I'd like it if Carla had her own room, even if she sleeps with us."

"Why?"

"A woman needs a space of her own."

"Agreed." I wrote it down.

Carla made an announcement: "There is a rest stop three miles ahead."

"I assume that you would like to stop?" I asked.

"Yes, Nick."

"Me too, Nick."

"Me too. Let's stop."

We did. When Carla and Janice got back to the van they made a lunch and we ate at a picnic table. As we loaded back into the van I asked for the keys and took a turn driving.

"Thank you both for a great lunch. I appreciate it."

"You are welcome." Carla said. "Until I know you better I rely on Janice to tell me what you like."

"Good idea. I also need to be more vocal about what I like and don't."

Carla asked, "What do you like to do for fun?"

"I love travel. I'd like to take you on a cruise of the inside passage to Alaska. I love white water rafting. I like the beach. I love movies but not horror movies. I like dancing and music."

"OK. What foods don't you like?"

"Cauliflower, soy, okra, those green salads that look like they are weeds, liver, sushi, uncooked meat, and eating in fancy restaurants that charge a fortune for three green beans and an artichoke."

"He also doesn't much like broccoli, club sandwiches, barely cooked mixed veggies, or tofu. He loves Mexican food, Italian food, seafood, Cajun food, soups in cold weather, and bar-b-que anytime. He also likes to cook and bar-b-que."

"When we get to Los Angeles I'll make a list. I think I'm a pretty good cook, but we'll see."

"Carla, that is a discounting remark. I don't like them. You can say you are a good cook and have an intention to get even better. You can say you want to learn ways to cook some new things. Understand?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Janice, do you want to learn some new cooking techniques too?"

"Yes. Maybe we can take a cooking class somewhere?"

"I'd like that. Would you look into that when we get home?"

"Can I make a note in the computer?"

"Certainly. Open two new files in WORD. One titled Janice and one titled Carla. Then both of you have a place for your notes."

We were quiet while Janice made the files and her notes. She handed the computer to Carla and we went back over the food notes as she entered them.

"Another topic, please?" Carla asked.

"Yes?"

"Privacy."

"I read something about that. In some D/s relationships the sub has limited privacy, usually in her working life outside the home. The D/s relationship usually needs to be such that the employer does not know about the depth of the relationship. You shouldn't say, I need to check with my Master. You can say I need to check with the rest of the family."




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02



"Tell Janice what that very nasty thing is."

"Nick will put his cock in my ass!" Her eyes were held closed tight. I stepped to the light switch and shut them off.

"Open your eyes." I hit the switch. 

"Surprise! We're going to have a celebration!"

"Janice sit here," I said pointing to a chair. "Carla, take off all your clothes. Put them on the floor over in the corner." The new bra held her tits. She wore no panties. When she pulled her jeans down I said, "Would you look at this sexy woman. She isn't wearing panties and she is shaved smooth! My mother would be proud!" 

She blushed. She took her clothes to the corner and bent to put them down.

"She wants us to look at her ass and her pussy. Carla, come here."

She came and stood in front of me.

I kissed her wet slit. Both women were sent to get towels to sit on and I had them sit on the floor by my chair. We shared the remnants of our dinners and called room service for some dessert. It was delivered to my room. Both ladies stayed in Janice's room sitting on their towels on the floor and I was fully dressed and all alone in my room when the delivery arrived.

"Celebrating, Sir?" The young man asked.

"Yes. I killed off a dog today and I stopped a humiliation. I can eat a well deserved dessert tonight."

After he left I noticed the dessert was delivered with three forks and three napkins.

We ate the dessert with one fork and used no napkins. I spread some chocolate frosting on four tits and a cock. I licked one of Carla's breasts and one of Janice's. They each licked the other one of the other's breasts and shared my cock. When we were each very sure there was no evidence of any chocolate cake outside our bodies we decided to go to bed. Hours later we spooned and slept.

At a few minutes past nine the next morning the phone in my room rang. I bounded from the bed in Janice's room and answered it.

"Nick Wells."

"Mr. Wells I am Hanson Cooper, Mr. Thompson's lawyer. If possible I would like to meet with you as soon as possible."

"Do you have a settlement offer for me?"

"Yes."

"Bring it in cash at one o'clock. When you arrive ask for the manager of the hotel. Show him what you have brought and the papers you want me to sign. He will, if he is satisfied, bring you to me and he will stay as a witness. Do not bring Mike. Is this all clear?"

"Yes, Sir. I'll see you at one."

I hung up and called a number in Los Angeles.

"Yes?"

"This is Nick."

"Remind me never to cross you! You tore his ass up!"

"Thanks Carolyn. Remind me never to piss you off. Mike doesn't even know you got him."

"What is this call about, except kudos?"

"I have an appointment with Mike's lawyer at one. You know everything about him. If he had to generate cash by one how much will the lawyer bring?"

"He can liquidate about a million that quick, but five if you give him a week. After that his business won't be worth three hundred thousand. Three of his contracts dropped him already this morning. Go get him tiger!"

"We can take the million now and give him three days to get us another two. That's enough."

"I heard he fell and hurt himself after the show."

"I heard that too."

"How's J doing?"

"Smiling, I would guess."

"If you see her tell her I'd like to talk when she gets back to L.A.. I want to see you, too."

"If I see her I'll give her your message."

The line went dead. I called the front desk and asked to speak to the manager. I filled him in on the visit from Mr. Cooper. I let him know that if there was at least seven hundred fifty thousand in the offer and it was in cash he could bring Mr. Cooper to my room. He recommended that he take Mr. Cooper to a conference room and I meet him there. He reminded me that the security on my floor was out but in a conference room the audio and video could be taped. He said he would call me when Mr. Cooper arrived.

I went back into Janice's room. I didn't think they missed me. I saw them whispering to each other intimate messages. I knew they were intimate messages because Carla was hovering above Janice, whispering into her pussy and Janice had her lips on Carla's pussy. I stripped and climbed on the bed. Since Carla was above, her ass was at the exact height for me. I dipped into her pussy, gathering juices and lots of them for use somewhere else.

Janice's face was a couple inches from the action and she began using her fingers to transfer more lube to Carla's ass. 

Carla's ass wiggled as we prepped it for what was coming.

I put a finger at her pucker and told her to take a deep breath. As I pushed I told her to let it out slowly and concentrate on relaxing her ass.

My finger slid in as her breath was released. Janice put one of her fingers in Carla's pussy. I could feel her finger.

"Oh God! That feels incredible!"

I added a finger and twisted. Carla moaned and pushed her ass back at us. Janice added a finger too.

I pulled my fingers all the way out and put the wet tip of my cock at her open ass hole. I slowly pushed and she took another deep breath. Her opening was relaxing but still was very tight. Janice scooped lube from Carla's pussy and spread it on my disappearing cock. She lifted her head and sucked on my balls. I thought I would lose it and cum too soon!

It didn't last long. By the time I was all the way in Carla was very close. I could feel Janice's fingers playing inside Carla and with my cock. Carla began to shake and moan, and that turned into a scream. I shot inside her ass.

"I can feel you cumming in her ass! Oh, God, I'm cumming too!"

Carla and I fell to one side and Janice got up quickly and came back with a wet cloth and a towel. She carefully cleaned us both and kissed us both.

The rest of the morning was spent in conversation about Los Angeles and about the feelings these two women had been feeling. I wanted to understand the thinking that had them think the way they did. I knew it would be difficult for either of them to tell me what they felt, so I had them talk about how they thought the other had been feeling for years.

Finding out there was someone else with the feelings they had helped them both. Listening to them had me appreciate how inhibiting their thinking could be. They both wanted to be fully sexual women and had never gotten the permission to be that way. Their life training had them internalize so many restrictions that full enjoyment was most available when it was out of their control. For Janice I became the way she could be the woman she wanted to be.

"Carla, soon you will be in Los Angeles. I have a few contacts in Los Angeles. What kind of place do you want to live in?"

"A studio apartment somewhere, I guess."

"What is your place here like?"

"I rent a room from my sister in her home. I live with her, her husband and two kids."

"I've been thinking about something. Carla, how do you plan to get from Chicago to L.A.?"

"Load my old car full of my stuff and drive, I guess."

"Have you ever driven a long trip like that before?"

"When I was younger my family drove from Chicago to Denver one summer to visit some cousins."

"How old is your car?"

"Eleven years old. It has one hundred sixty thousand miles on it."

"To establish that Janice and I are no longer together it would be silly for us to fly together back to L.A. tomorrow. At one I'm meeting with Mike's lawyer. He wants to pay me off so I don't sell his pictures and evidence to the tabloids and he wants me to drop the suit. He's bringing cash. I want to give you lots of that cash. You can hang out in Chicago for a while, although I wouldn't recommend it. You can fly somewhere fun for a few days and then fly to L.A. together or you can buy a nice car or minivan, load it with Carla's stuff, and drive to L.A. I will fly home tomorrow and have a friend rent an apartment for the two of you."

"We drive to L.A. together?"

"Without you?"

"Yes! We all know you can do this. Following a map isn't difficult and you can buy a van with GPS in it and it will give you directions every step of the way. All I ask is that you call a number I give you every evening so I know where you are and that everything is going well."

They sat thinking for a minute or so. Carla asked, "What should we buy?"

"Lets do some research." I called the desk and asked if it was possible to rent or use a laptop and internet access. Fifteen minutes later one was delivered and set up by the guy I saw remove the closed circuit TV the day before. He delivered and set it up in my room. The connecting door was closed. After he was gone the ladies joined me and we looked at Consumer Reports and read the minivan evaluations. We called the auto club and found their best price for what we decided to get and they connected us with a dealer. An hour later everything was arranged. The ladies could pick up their van on Monday morning. The dealer would have it gassed up and ready to go.

We talked about the trip and looked at maps on the computer for about ten minutes when the phone in my room rang. I signaled silence. "Nick Wells."

"Mr. Wells, Mr. Cooper is here. I have counted the money as you requested. He has one million exactly. The papers demand that within 72 hours of signing all original photographs and other materials be turned over to them."

"OK. Is he in the conference room?"

"Yes. Just come to the lobby and one of my people will meet you and bring you here."

"Thank you." I hung up.

Both women exhaled. Janice asked, "Did he bring money?"

I smiled and held up one finger.

"One hundred thousand?"

I shook my head.

"One million dollars?"

I nodded. They whooped and hugged each other.

I picked up the briefcase and headed for the door. At the door I stopped.

"Ladies, while I am gone I want you both naked on that bed, but not touching. No contact with each other or touching of your own pussies. If you talk you can only talk about what you think I will do to you when I return." I opened the door and left.

Mr. Cooper stood when I entered the room. He had one hand on the briefcase on the table. I walked to him and held out my hand. He shook it. We sat across the table from each other. The manager stood by the door.

He was ready to put the million dollars in his safe as soon as it was mine. I read the papers. They were well done. I got the million now and another million upon delivery of all evidence. I had 72 hours to make delivery. Since the firm Mr. Cooper worked for had an office in Los Angeles delivery could be made there. I signed and Mr. Cooper signed. I gave him the briefcase of copies and he left the briefcase with the million open on the table. We shook hands and he walked. 

"When I leave this evening I would like a bank draft or proof of funds transfer to my account in Los Angeles."

I gave the manager the account numbers. "Only transfer nine hundred forty thousand to that account. Ten thousand is a gift to you from me. Not a gift to the hotel but to you personally. Take the ten thousand out of the briefcase now. The rest I want given to Janice in cash when she checks out. Please provide transportation for her to this dealer." I handed him a paper with the name and address of where Janice was buying her van.

He smiled. He agreed to everything. I thanked him and he wished me well in my future.

I was gone just over an hour. I opened the door to my room and walked inside. Both women were on the bed. Their hands were at their sides and Janice's skin was flushed. I noticed their feet were just touching, their legs spread just enough that their pussies were very visible.

I took off my suit coat and tie and put them away. I kicked off my shoes. They had not spoken but had watched my every move. I felt them tense as I approached.

"Carla, did you speak while I was gone?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Did Janice speak?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Did she only speak about what might happen to you when I came back?"

"Yes."

"Did she tell you how she was punished once for disobeying me?"

"Yes."

"Did that story get you wet?"

Carla hesitated. I leaned over and put one finger in her slit. She was very wet.

"You like the idea of being punished, don't you?"

"She made it sound so sexy."

"I noticed when I came in you chose not to do what I asked you to do. Even after I had been back long enough to take off my coat and tie you were disobeying me. I cannot tolerate this in either of you. Your feet are touching. I told you not to touch!" 

They jerked apart. "We're sorry! We didn't mean to touch!"

"Janice tell Carla what you were punished for when I whipped your naked ass."

"I did not think about what Nick likes and wants, I thought only of me."

"You did it again! If you had been thinking about pleasing me you would not have touched Carla. You cannot use the excuse that you forgot or that you were not thinking. The only people who are not thinking are dead! I am training you not to forget. Willful disobedience is painful."

"We are sorry," Carla said.

"Not yet, but soon."

"Janice sit in the chair with a towel under your ass."

She did. I used a sash from a robe and tied her arms to the chair arms.

"Carla, kneel between her knees facing Janice."

Her eyes kept glancing at me as she did what I asked. When she was in place I tied a sash around her including Janice's lower legs and had Carla's arms at her sides. I found another sash and moved Carla's arms behind her and tied them at the elbows and wrists.

"Janice are you comfortable?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Carla?"

"Yes."

"That will change. Carla, I want you to pick one of Janice's nipples. Tell me which one you pick."

"The right one."

"Good. Now put it in your mouth."

She leaned forward and put her mouth around Janice's nipple. 

"I want you to suck on her nipple."

I saw her cheeks pull in a little.

"I want you to suck hard enough that Janice tells us it hurts."

Five seconds later Janice winced and said, "It hurts."

"Hold that pressure. Do not let go of her nipple."

I pulled my belt off. Janice could see me do it, Carla heard it. She knew she was about to be hit. I folded the belt in half and tapped her legs with it. She winced and Janice said, "Ow! That hurts."

I hit Carla harder and she moaned. She did not let go of Janice's nipple. I hit the bottom of her feet. Janice cried out and a tear fell from her eyes.

"Let go of her nipple. Look at me both of you. I want your lives to be wonderful. I don't want to hurt you, but I am committed to teaching you how to have the best life possible. We are in one of those lessons right now. How can I know when you have had enough?"

I was silent for almost a minute. Neither woman spoke.

"We will begin again. Carla pick her other nipple. Do not bite! Suck hard enough to cause pain not injury."

The instant her lips touched Janice I swung the belt and hit her feet. Janice winced and Carla winced. Janice suddenly sat up a little straighter and said, "Thank you Nick, for teaching us."

I swung again across Carla's legs. It left a red line. Tears lept from her eyes and from Janice's. "Thank you Nick, for teaching us to think and remember."

Again the belt hit both of Carla's legs. She sucked hard and Janice had trouble speaking it hurt so much. "Thank you for teaching us to think of what would be what you want and to do what you tell us."

"Let go of her nipple."

"Thank you, Nick," Janice said.

I untied Carla and untied Janice. I had them both kneel by the bed. 

"I want to know who had the idea of touching so I would punish you."

Janice looked at Carla and long seconds passed in silence. I was behind them both so I used the belt to smack both on the ass.

"It was me," Janice said.

"You liked it when I whipped your ass, didn't you?"

"I deserved it."

"You are dripping right now aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Have you cum?"

"No."

"If I hit you again will you come?"

"No."

"How many times will I need to hit you for you to cum?"

"Ten?"

"Lay flat on the bed."

She threw herself on the bed. Her legs were together.

"Spread your legs." She did.

"Carla, count. Janice I want you to cum when I hit you and Carla says eight. If you do I will give you the last two. If you don't cum I will not let you cum tonight."

The full length of the belt swooshed through the air and landed on her upper thighs. She buried her face in a pillow and then said, "Thank you." Carla said, "One."

Internally I counted to ten slowly and swung again. Across the center of her ass cheeks. Another thank you and the count of two.

I counted to ten again and swung. Before she could react or thank me I swung again. Carla counted three and four.

I swung again and Carla counted five then Janice thanked me. 

"Only three more."

Swoosh and the slap of leather filled the room. Janice's ass was hot and red. Carla said, "Five."

I rubbed her hot ass cheeks and softly put the belt across her ass. I waited and pulled the belt to me, sliding in across her ass cheeks to warn her it was coming.

Whoosh! Slap! Another red stripe across her ass. Her whole body tensed and began to quiver. "Six."

Whoosh! Slap! This stripe a little higher on her ass. The quivering increased. We both knew that if I delayed she would not cum. Internally I warred with myself, hit her and give her the release she craves or wait and leave her with just a sore and painful ass.

Whoosh! Slap! "Seven!" Whoosh! Slap! "Eight!" Janice shook and with her face in the pillow she screamed! I shoved my fingers in her from behind. She screamed again. Carla sat on the edge of the bed and shook.

"Carla, did you cum?"

She nodded, still shaking.

"Did I tell you to cum?"

"No, Nick."

"Go in the bathroom and wet a small towel with cold water. Wring it out just enough it doesn't drip and bring it to me. Hurry!"

Hurrying was difficult. She did as well as I expected and I spread the towel across Janice's ass. I turned my attentions to Carla.

"On the bed next to Janice, on your back."

"Lift your legs and hook them with your elbows."

"Interlock your arms." I helped her so her forearms were side by side. I tied them together and ran the sash around her elbows as well so she could not get loose. She looked up at me totally helpless and exposed. Her wet pussy lips were swollen and puffing out. He ass hole totally exposed and unprotected. With my hands I twisted her on the bed so her ass hung slightly over the edge.

For my comfort I pulled the chair over by her and sat down. I held the belt so only a foot of leather was extended. I swung it and lightly slapped her left thigh, next to her swollen pussy. 

"You can not cum anytime you want. You can only cum when I say. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Nick."

I slapped the other thigh. A count of ten internally and I slapped the same thigh again, a little harder.

"Janice, turn so that you can watch. Beginning now you will count how many times I hit Carla."

My strokes were alternating between thighs and increased in strength regularly. By the time Janice said twenty Carla's thighs and part of her ass were quite red and hot. Stroke number twenty-one hit her swollen pussy lips. Carla cried out and jerked against her bondage. I hit again. She cried out again. Janice said, "Twenty three." I stopped.

"Janice, you missed number twenty-two. You lost focus and now we must begin again. Please do not lose count again."

My next stroke was on Carla's thigh. "One." Two hit her pussy lips. Three landed directly on her ass hole. She was crying and shaking her ass with each blow. I tapped her pussy. "Four." Again. "Five." Harder. "Six." A short wait and then harder again. "Seven." 

"Nick, May I cum?"

Slap! "Eight."

"No! Do not cum!"

A little more force brought the belt down on her swollen lips and I left it there. Tears ran down from her eyes and the belt slowly trailed off her pussy.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 02



"Not yet Carla. Not yet."

Rapid strokes hit her on her lips and all over her thighs and ass. Janice counted as quickly as she could and Carla tensed and held her body rigid, resisting the orgasm her body wanted so badly. When Janice said, "Forty," I stopped.

After a few seconds Carla's eyes opened and she spoke. Her voice showed the strain and effort she was using.

"Please Nick. Please let me cum. I want it so much."

"No. I am wondering now if having you driving across country together is such a good idea. You will probably spend the whole trip fucking each other. Everything you have learned will disappear. You will not remember any of your training by the time you get to Los Angeles. Maybe I should just toss you out now and save myself the aggravation of having to start over with you in ten days."

"I will not disappoint you! I am learning! I want to learn. I love when you dominate me. I deserve the things you do to me. Please don't toss me out."

"Janice, I told you that this is a partnership. I will decide and I want your thinking."

"Watching Carla learn is also teaching me. We can help each other. We have been working on the hardest lesson either of us has ever learned. I always wanted to trust you the way I'm learning to trust you. Carla wants to trust you too. Please let her stay with us."

"Untie her."

"Rub her ass and legs with a cool, wet towel. Then we will talk some more."

The sexual tension of being so close to an orgasm and having it denied was strong. She might have been able to function but the orgasm was so very close to her consciousness that it could not be easy. Janice cleaned Carla up and soothed her stripped ass and legs. After the cool down I had them rub lotion on their punished sites.

"Carla, I would like to eat in the near future. Since the Mickey Pond Show ended we have eaten here in these rooms. I want you to order for the two of you. I will order for me. Ask for another bucket of ice to be delivered."

I walked into my room and closed the door. I ordered room service. I took a shower and dressed in casual clothes, no shoes. I sat on the bed and watched television until my dinner was delivered. I tipped well and the young man left. He had visually searched my room while he was there. Two minutes later I heard a knock on Janice's room door. Two more minutes and I heard a knock on the door between our rooms. They had set up the room so the three of us could use the food carts as a table. Carla pushed my cart and Janice took my chair to the other room.

Neither ate until I motioned them to eat. I noticed they both sat on folded wet towels.

"Ladies, my flight leaves in twelve hours. Ten hours from now I will be taken to the airport. As arranged right now, you will be taken to the dealer and pick up the van at about the same time that I go to the airport. Is that still what you choose?"

They nodded. "You are to go from the dealer to Carla's sister's house. Pack whatever you cannot live without and leave the rest. I think giving your sister one thousand dollars to take care of whatever you leave behind and leaving her your car is a good idea. Between your sister's house and I-88 west find a market and buy snacks, an ice chest and some drinks. If you see a Wal-Mart or something like it you might want to stop there and get either a couple of sleeping bags or blankets and a couple pillows so you can rest while the other drives or so you can stay warm. I want you to call me twice a day. Once just as you leave the parking lot of wherever you spend the night and once again wherever you stop for the night. I knew Janice had her cell phone in her purse. Janice I know you have a credit card or two. Use them. You will have cash but its better if you use the cards."

"Will you tell us which roads to go on and where to stay?"

"No. Use the computer in the other room and get maps and directions. Use the GPS in the van. The two of you are more than able to do this, if you stay focused. If you lose focus there are lots of things that can and will go wrong."

"How long will it take?"

"It is 2100 miles to L.A. A good day is about 600 miles. Figure four good days. If you feel good and the weather is good there may be a day or two you go farther than 600 miles. If the weather turns bad get into a good hotel and wait it out. If that happens, call me."

I paused.

"There are issues we must discuss. You both can make this trip and have no problems, if you are careful and stay focused. I do not know what Mike is capable of if he decides to go after revenge against you. I hope that he has learned a valuable and not just costly lesson. We cannot count on that. I want you to follow the instructions I give you carefully. I cannot fully protect you on this trip so you need to take care of each other. Do not stop at small hotels or gas stations that aren't busy. Don't eat at places that aren't busy. The odds are good that anyone wishing you harm will not want lots of witnesses so stop where there are lots of witnesses. Stay on main roads."

"Now, I'm worried."

"Like I said, I know you two can do this."

The phone rang in my room. I walked over to it and answered. It was Mr. Cooper. I listened until he was done talking and when he was done I said, "Thank you. Bring it now please. I will meet you in the lobby."

I rejoined the ladies.

"Things have changed. That phone call was from Mr. Cooper, Mike's lawyer. The conditions of our agreement have been changed. I will still deliver the evidence to his office in Los Angeles when we get back. We still get the second million. The change is that Mr. Cooper is bringing me the money now."

"Why now? Mike trusts you?"

"Mike has killed himself. His note requests that his estate makes good the agreement with me. Since the evidence is all but worthless after Mike's death Mr. Cooper is bringing the money to me now."

"What else did the note say?"

"Mr. Cooper did not say and I did not ask."

"Are we still driving to Los Angeles?"

"It is not necessary. Carla, would your sister like a new van?"

"She would love it!" Then let me change our flight reservations to tomorrow afternoon. We will pick up the van in the morning and take it to your sister. Do you think she would be willing to drive us to O'Hare if we let her keep the van?"

"I'm sure she would."

"Do you want or need to call her?"

"It would be nice. I disappeared two days ago. She probably is a little worried."

I pointed to the phone. Janice and I went into my room and closed the door behind us. We talked about life in L.A. and in our home. We talked about Carla and what Mike started. We talked about the orgasm Carla had not been given.

When the door opened Carla had been crying. We held her and when she was able she told us about her conversation with her sister. Her sister had not noticed that she had been gone two full days. She was upset that Carla was leaving and that Carla was going to Los Angeles, where she had no family. When she found out that we were coming to her house in the morning she was upset that we were coming before she could really get the house clean. When asked if she could take us to the airport she said she couldn't, her car wouldn't hold the three of us and her two kids. Carla told her we were giving her a new minivan and she cried and screamed and said I must be a great man.

I had to agree.

That was seven months ago. There are two women living in my house with beautiful platinum necklaces. Carla has been promoted to the head of housekeeping at a major L.A. hotel. Janice is in college working towards a masters in psychology. We met Carolyn's dominant partner and they spend lots of time with us. Mickey Pond never called us for a follow up. 



My Introduction to D/s Ch. 03



 III: Home at last

[This story has contained oral, anal, vaginal, Mf, Mff, ff, betrayal, revenge, retribution, D/s, bondage, a trip to Chicago and a road trip to Los Angeles. This chapter adds some exploration of other aspects of this D/s relationship. If any of these aspects will or have bothered you, you probably should be reading something else. It is not intended to be a stroke story, but please, don't let that inhibit you. ]

Morning found me awake alone in my bed, the sun up and warming the master bedroom and the soft sounds of Janice and Carla in the kitchen. I got up and headed in their direction. When I opened the door I smelled coffee.

Janice and Carla and I were finally home after a trip to Chicago. It could have been a disaster and turned out quite differently than originally planned. Carla was, at the beginning of our trip, living in Chicago and working at the hotel where Janice, my wife, and I stayed. At the end of our stay I had become a novice Dominant and both Janice and Carla had chosen to be my subs.

We arrived back at home and after settling in just a bit I had the ladies sleep in what was now Carla's room and I stayed in the master suite. I told them that today would be an exploration of different aspects of our newly structured relationships.

As I entered the kitchen Janice saw or heard me first. She turned from the stove top and said, "Good morning Nick. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes. Beginning today I wish to be greeted with kisses."

Both came directly to me and kissed me hello. Neither was wearing clothes.

"Do you want the kisses from us nude or could we be dressed?" Janice asked.

"On a work day it can be clothed. Other days I prefer nudity."

"Understood, Honey. What would you like for breakfast?"

"I would like a lightly toasted bagel, some butter, a cup of black coffee and I would like all that out by the pool, please."

"If you go out by the pool and sit down we will bring it to you, Honey."

"Thank you."

Out by the pool I sat near the table and within a couple minutes they brought my breakfast. They stood near me after putting the bagel, butter and coffee on the table.

"Would you like to join me for breakfast?"

"Yes, Nick."

"Unless I tell you differently some morning I want you to always have breakfast with me so we can discuss the day. Get your food and come back here, please."

They were back quickly and sat at the table with me. I noticed that Carla had brought a pad and two pens with her breakfast. 

"Why the pad?"

"If you are going to discuss the day I want to take notes so I don't forget what you tell me."

"No notes for the tasks I give you. You will remember the tasks I give you. There will be things I will want lists of and, since you have a pad, we will begin with one of the lists. Since you know the area and where to shop, Janice I am sending you shopping. We need the house stocked with food. This week I would like salmon for dinner at least once, chicken once, Mexican food once, shrimp at least once. I don't want a salad every night with dinner but often. Go to Trader Joes and get some lo-cal lunch salads for both of you, enough for the week. You know what veggies I like. Get some. Make sure we have diet sodas on hand, and the flavored waters I like. Get enough that you can have some too."

"What about me?" Carla asked.

"You will be staying here and we will be exploring."

"Exploring?"

"Yes. Exploring you. Now finish your breakfast Janice and get to your tasks. Leave the dishes here on the table. I'm sure Carla can handle them this morning."

"Yes, Nick."

"Oh yes. Janice, when you dress wear either a skirt or a dress. No heels over an inch and a half, no nylons, no panties, and do wear a bra."

"Yes, Nick."

She took her last bite and left the table. She got two steps away and I said, "Please don't leave without offering me a kiss."

She offered and I accepted her kiss. As she stepped away I added, "Ever."

Janice hesitated, smiled and left. Carla was finished eating and so was I. 

"Please take our breakfast into the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then come back here."

She stood, gathered the dirty dishes and turned to leave. She stopped and offered me a kiss. I accepted and then she went to the kitchen. I went into the pool house and found what I needed. I was sitting at the table again with various items on the table when Carla came back.

"Carla, I need to know things about you that I don't know and that I don't think you know either. So, we will explore and both learn. Do you trust me?"

"Yes Nick."

"In my reading I have discovered that for many the experience of pain leads to heightened experiences that are sexual. I know that your life experience of orgasmic sexual pleasure has been limited to the few days we have been together. Would you like more of that?"

"Yes... if it pleases you."

"It pleases me. Now, things I am going to do will hurt. They will not injure you. I need to know how much pain you can take, how sensitive your body is in certain areas. I will give you some words that will help me and protect you. If you say "yellow" at any time you are saying that the pain is too intense and I need to hesitate or slow down. If you say "Red" it is too much and I will stop. Our exploration for today will be over. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I think so. If the pain is too intense and I say yellow you will hesitate, give me time to breathe, before resuming whatever it is. If I say Red we are done and you will stop whatever we were doing for the rest of the day."

"That is correct."

"I get to say how much I can take."

"And that is what I need to know. How much can you take?"

"I understand, Honey."

Slowly I lifted my right hand to her breast and pinched her nipple. I increased the pressure until she whimpered. She did not pull back or use either word. I picked up a small plastic clothes pin from the table and attached it to her other nipple.

I released my finger pressure from the pin slowly and Carla drew in a breath as the pain increased. When my fingers were off the pin her eyes were closed and her breath was shallow. I released my pinch of her other nipple and attached another clothes pin to that nipple. 

Again she took a gasp of breath and held it as the pain increased. I waited a few seconds and said, "Good. Carla you are doing really well."

She was standing beside the table and directly in front of me. I inserted a finger into her slit.

"Carla, you are wet. Can you feel how wet you are?"

"Yes, Honey. I am wet."

"Please get on your knees."

She opened her eyes and knelt in front of me. Each movement made the clothes pins move and changed the pain in her nipples. She winced a couple times on her way to the deck. I stood and inserted my cock in her mouth. 

"Carla, please get me hard so I can fuck you."

She took my cock in and began to suck and lick it. Every movement shook the clothes pins. She did not stop. As I got harder I remembered that with my cock in her mouth it would be hard for her to say either word. I pulled out. Carla leaned forward to recapture my cock.

"Stop. Carla take this blue ball in your left hand. There will be times when you cannot speak. Dropping the ball will be the signal for me to stop and find out if we are at yellow or red. Understand?"

"Yes, Honey."

She took the ball in her hand and leaned forward taking my cock back into her mouth. I watched the clock on the pool house wall. She sucked me for five minutes and I was quite hard. I said, "Stop."

I helped her to her feet and one at a time I released the pins. That proved to momentarily increase the pain as the blood rushed back into her nipples. I kissed them and massaged her breasts for a minute.

"You did very well."

Carla watched as I took some string and two large metal washers and tied the string ends to the clothes pins with the washers resting on the string between the pins. The string was just about the length of the space between her nipples.

She watched as I lifted the pins and attached the first to her right nipple. She winced but only shut her eyes for a second. I held the washers in one hand and used the other to attach the second pin to her other nipple. Again she winced and continued to watch. I slowly lowered the washers until the string held them instead of me. The weight pulled on her nipples and she closed her eyes.

"Open your eyes Carla."

I sat down and said, "Put my cock in your pussy and fuck me, please."

Her eyes went wide and she hesitated for a moment. Then slowly she opened her legs and walked over my lap until she had her pussy over my cock. She used her hands to align my cock to her pussy and she lowered herself onto me. Every movement moved the washers on the string sending waves of pain into her nipples.

"Very good Carla. Now fuck me. I want to cum in your pussy. You do want me to cum in your pussy, don't you?"

"Yes, Honey." Her voice quivered. She rose up and lowered herself. She did it again.

"Oh yes, Carla that feels very good."

Again and again she lifted her body and sat back down on my shaft. She stopped thinking about the pain and refocused on giving me pleasure. Her motions became smoother and she moaned instead of whimpering. I relaxed and let myself cum. As I came I said, "Cum with me Carla. Cum with me."

Her body shuddered and she moaned a deep, low moan as her body reached a climax. I held her to me as she shuddered. When the peak passed I released the pins and she relaxed into my arms.

For a while I just held her in my lap. My cock relaxed and slipped out of her. She rested her head on my shoulder. When I sensed she was back near normal I asked, "Can you tell me about what just happened?"

"I'll try, Honey. At first I wanted to say Red, but I didn't want to disappoint you. When you hung those weights on the string I decided I would show you I could take it. It hurt ever so badly... and when I lowered myself onto your cock I got confused."


"How?"

"It hurt to move, but your cock felt good inside me. I wanted to have you cum inside me, and it hurt. I found I could focus on your cock and the pain just made me feel everything more intensely. When I felt you cum I exploded!"

"Would you want me to do that again some time?"

"Yes! I cannot believe it but yes! The intensity is incredible."

"Lets go inside. I don't want you to get sun burnt."

Inside the house I had Carla explore all the drawers and cabinets in the kitchen. We talked about what she liked to cook and how living with two women in the same house and the same kitchen could be a problem. She told me how she and her sister had worked it out when she lived with her in Chicago. It was understood that the house and the kitchen were her sister's and that she was just staying there, temporarily.

I let her know that she wasn't staying here temporarily, she lived here.

"I'm happy that you feel that way and I have some questions. When we got here yesterday your friend Paul was here. You introduced me as Carla with no explanation as to who I am and why I'm here. It made me wonder how I will explain how I can live in a mansion, who you and Janice are in my life."

"I have been wondering about those questions too. I want Janice in the conversation before any decisions are made. So let's wait until she is home."

"OK, Nick."

"Has anyone ever tied you up?"

"No... Maybe when I was little a brother or a cousin might have."

"In my reading it seems that bondage is used frequently as a reinforcement of power and control. Sometimes in the reading I got the feeling that it is also a part of reinforcing the gift of trust. As a part of our exploration I would like us to explore that area."

"As you wish."

"Come into the master suite, please."

In the master suite I had Carla lay on her back on the bed. I went to the garage and brought back a fifty foot length of rope and a knife. I cut the rope into lengths about six feet long. I tied her arms to the posts at the head of the bed, her arms stretched out completely.

"How does that feel?"

"When you tied the first rope it was OK. When the second one pulled tight I realized I am helpless. I am no longer capable of protecting myself. I didn't think I needed to until you tightened the second rope and took the possibility away. I feel very vulnerable."

"I think that is what the articles talked about, that feeling of no longer is your body yours, no longer yours to give, it is now mine by force."

"Just being tied makes the energy different between us."

"Please spread your legs for me."

She did as I asked. Her eyes followed my every move. When I picked up another length of rope her eyes widened and I saw a moment of fear. When I was a boy scout they didn't teach us the knots I needed for this. I wanted her restrained but not in such a way as to get rope burns or any other injury. I tied the rope just above her ankle, wrapping around her leg five or six wraps before securing the knot. I made sure it was snug but not too tight. When I pulled her other leg toward the opposite bottom corner I felt a little resistance. Our eyes met and I said, "Take a deep breath and relax. This is an exploration. I am here to love you and protect you, not injure you."

"I trust you. I feel totally helpless. No matter what happens I depend on you for my very life."

"You are not totally helpless, yet."

Her eyes flashed and she lifted her head to watch me even closer. I got a dark blue hand towel from the bathroom, folded it once lengthwise and draped it over her eyes. I tucked the ends under her head.

"Carla, can you see anything?"

"Nothing."

"Take a deep breath and relax. I'll be back in a minute."

I walked quietly out to the table by the pool and brought back some clothes pins. Looking at Carla when I walked back into the bedroom I could see she was tense.

I waited. Her breathing became more relaxed. Without touching the bed I clipped one pin to her nipple. It surprised her. She yelped and then held her mouth closed. I waited. I knew she was anticipating a clip to her other nipple. I used one hand to pinch her outer pussy lip and attached a clothes pin to it. As I released my finger pressure on it she moaned. 

"Are you OK?"

"I can take it, Nick."

"Good. I'm proud of you."

Another clothes pin attached to her other nipple. Again she took a deep breath and relaxed as she let it out. I waited.

There was one clothes pin left. It seemed like it belonged on her other pussy lip. I had another thought. I went to Janice's chest of drawers and found her toys. I picked a vibrator and brought it to the bed. I slid it along Carla's slit, wetting it with her juices. I pushed it into her until it was all the way in.

"Do not move your legs. I am going to untie them."

I untied them and she didn't move at all. I pulled the vibe out far enough to turn it on and then pushed it back in. I closed her legs together, the vibe was in and was staying in. Four wraps of the rope around her thighs and four wraps around her ankles assured the vibe stayed in place and that Carla didn't thrash around very much.

"Oh Nick, I'm vibrating. It feels like my hips are vibrating and I can feel an orgasm coming."

"Do not cum. You cannot cum just because you want to. Do not cum."

"My pussy wants to cum!"

"That is my pussy. It can cum when I say so. Do not cum."

I watched and when I thought she was very, very close I pushed between her legs and shut off the vibrator.

"No! Please don't stop! I'm so close. Please Nick, let me cum!"

I walked out of the room and stayed nearby for a few minutes. Carla calmed down and looked like she was about to go to sleep. I walked back to her and turned the vibe back on.

"Thank you Honey! Thank you."

The hum filled the room with its noise. Carla shifted her hips attempting to maximize the effects of the vibrator inside her. I watched. When she was panting and moaning, about to orgasm I shut off the vibrator again.

"Oh Fuck! Nick, I'm so close! Please let me cum! I'm begging you!"

My finger touched the button and the hummmm filled the room.

"Thank you, Honey! Thank you! Oh I am so close."

My hands lifted her feet. I climbed on the bed and when her feet were high in the air I pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and dropped it on the bed.

"Oh God! No! I need to cum!"

As quick as that I shoved my cock inside her and slammed in as quickly as possible. 

"Cum now, Carla! Cum now!" 

Her entire body tensed and then shuddered. She screamed my name and went limp. She passed out! I pulled out of her, untied her legs and arms, took off the clothes pins, and cuddled her until she came back.

"What did you do to me?"

"I explored you."

"I didn't know that I could feel things that strongly. I thought I would die."

"You didn't die."

"I love you, Nick."

"Yes, I know. I love you too. When Janice comes home I want you to help me explore her."

"I will."

"Good. Right now let's shower and put our toys away." 

In the shower we played with each other's bodies and kissed with gentleness and with passion. We got out, Carla dried me and then herself. She put the ropes and clothes pins under the bed. The front door opened and Janice was back. She had taken the van and had parked in the driveway. Our home is private enough that the risk of being seen, even in the driveway, is minimal. I took Carla by the hand and we walked out to the van, grabbed bags of groceries and carried them inside.

Janice was putting things away when we brought the rest into the kitchen. She looked at Carla as she put her bags on the island.

"Carla, what happened to your nipple?"

Carla looked at her chest and said, "Nick loved me."

We both smiled. When everything was put away I asked Janice if she needed some time to just sit or if she was ready for her adventure.

She needed to pee and change, she said. Change into nude, I instructed. Five minutes later she was back in the kitchen without her clothes.

"Do you know about safe words?" I asked.

"No." (I had another reason to hate Mike)

"Carla can you explain safe words?"

She did, making sure that Janice understood.

"Do you know that pain and bondage are a part of many relationships like ours?"

"No. I know Mike liked to hurt me."

"This is different. This has the intention of enhancing your experience of being a sub and your experience of sex as well."

"If you say so."

"I am going to hurt you. I won't injure you. The mark you saw on Carla's nipple was temporary. It's gone now. The exploration we are on is to find out how you handle pain. You have safe words and if you need to use them use them."

"Did Carla use them?"

"No."

"Neither will I."

"This is not a contest. I want to know about how your body responds to both pain and pleasure."

"OK."

"Let's go to the bedroom." 

They walked before me. Carla stood off to the side. I had Janice stand right in front of me.

"Carla we will be doing things in about the same order as I did with you. Will you give me the first toy I used with you, please?"

She knelt and reached under the bed. She handed me two clothes pins. I pinched Janice's nipple and attached the first pin.

"Ow! That really hurts! Damn!"

"Janice. Take a deep breath and relax into the pain it will decrease."

She did take a deep breath. As she let it out she saw the other clothes pin. Her eyes went wide and she started to lift her hand.

"You don't need your hands. Take another deep breath."

She took a deep breath and held it, knowing the pain that was coming. She held her eyes closed. My fingers slowly released the clothes pin onto her nipple. She winced but did not speak or let her breath out.

"Breathe Sweetheart. Breathe."

She let it out and kept her eyes closed. I sat on the edge of the bed and motioned to Carla. She leaned over and took my cock in her mouth. I began to swell and motioned Carla back beside us.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 03



"Janice, open your eyes. Now get down on your knees and suck me, please."

She realized that any movement would cause more pain. She moved slowly to her knees and started to suck me. Carla reached under the bed and handed me the blue ball.

"Stop."

She stopped, holding my cock in her mouth but no longer sucking or moving her tongue. I explained the ball as a safe word and handed it to her.

"OK, Suck me."

As she resumed she winced because the clothes pins hit my legs as she moved. I watched the clock and at five minutes I had her stop and stand back up.

"Janice, when I take the clothes pins off the pain will increase for a few seconds." 

She watched and when the first pin came off she said, "Damn! That hurts." She huffed a couple times and I took off the second pin. I motioned to Carla and we both kissed and massaged Janice's breasts.

Carla took the two clothes pins from me and handed me the two with the string and washers.

"Janice, watch."

I attached the first clothes pin and Janice barely made a sound. When the second was attached she made a short whimper. When the weights pulled on her nipples she said, "Ohhhhhh."

Carla pulled a chair over near us and I moved to the chair. I had Janice turn to face me. Carla sucked me until I was hard again.

"Janice, position your self over my cock and fuck me. I want to cum inside you."

She moved, winced and moved slower. When she was positioned over my cock she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. She was wet enough that with Carla's spit and her natural lube I slid right in. She rocked back and forth and the washers swung. She rose up and pushed down and realized that it hurt less that way and she kept doing it.

"That's the way. Fuck me. I want you to feel my spunk inside your pussy. Milk it out of me."

On each up stroke she clenched her pussy muscles and I could feel myself getting close. I had already cum but Janice's pussy could get me to unload again.

She put her hands on my shoulders and worked harder to get me off. Her eyes locked on mine.

"Cum with me! Oh Baby, Cum with me!"

Her eyes closed her head went back and her entire body shuddered. As it did I pulled the clothes pins off her tits. She screamed in both pain and pleasure. I hugged her to my chest and like with Carla we sat like that for a while. When my cock slipped out of Janice I felt Carla's mouth suck it in and clean me. She used a warm moist cloth to clean us both.

"Tell me what just happened, please."

"I don't know. It hurt. I kept telling myself that I could take it. That Carla had. It hurt so bad and then you wanted me to fuck you. I couldn't let you down. As I did it I looked in your eyes and saw that you love me, you love being inside me. The pain got pushed to the side and I went for your orgasm. When you told me to cum too it just was there and I couldn't stop it. I saw stars and lights in my head."

"You really are amazing, both of you. I am impressed. Carla, could you get us something wet and cold to drink? I think we need a little break."

"Yes, Nick." She kissed us both and was gone. I held Janice and we waited. Quite soon Carla was back with three bottles of water. We drank and rested.

Janice perked up and asked, "There is more exploration, isn't there?"

"Yes. Are you ready?"

"Yes. I can take it." Her voice was tired but firm in her resolve.

Carla capped her bottle of water and helped me get the bed ready. Before the first rope was visible I had Janice in the center of the bed, face up with her arms out from her sides. I tied a rope to her left wrist. She watched silently. I tied the other end of the rope to the bed post.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes, Honey."

I walked around the bed and Carla handed me another rope. I pointed to a chair nearby and Carla sat. I tied Janice's wrist and then tied the rope to the bed post.

"Are you OK, Janice?"

"Yes. It's strange. When you tied the first wrist I thought, this is a game. When the rope went around the second bed post I realized I was totally out of control. I can say the safe words and unless you listen there is nothing I can do. Just saying it has me anxious. What are you going to do to me?"

"Give you a new experience. Do you remember the safe words?"

"Yes."

"Good. Stretch your legs toward the other bed posts, please."

Two more ropes were used and her legs tied securely to the bed posts.

"Can you move?"

She attempted to move. She discovered she had, at most, one inch of freedom. 

"Not much, Honey."

"Do the ropes hurt?"

"No. They are snug but not tight."

On the floor by the bed I could see the dark blue towel. I picked it up and folded it. I put it over Janice's eyes and she said, "Oh Nick. I don't like not being able to see."

"Trust."

A wave of my hand and Carla was beside me. I touched my fingers to my lips as a signal for her to be quiet, then we kissed. I held her and caressed her ass as we kissed. Janice lay very still listening.

When I released Carla she resumed her seat. The clothes pins were on the floor and I found them and applied them to Janice's nipples. She moaned as they were applied and stiffened.

"Relax and breathe into the pain." 

The vibrator was in the sink in the bathroom. Carla had cleaned it. At a motion Carla brought it to me. 

"Janice, I am untying your legs. Please do not move them. Let me take care of you."

"Yes, Honey."

My hand pushed the vibrator into Janice's pussy. She was very wet. She shifted her hips as it went in, the little movement she could do, she did.

Like with Carla I loosened and then rebound her legs together at mid thigh and ankles. We waited.

My index finger touched the button at the end of the vibrator and the hummmm filled the room.

"Oh my God! Thank you Nick! Oh, that really feels good!"

We waited.

"Nick, Honey, I'm getting close to cumming."

We waited.

"Honey! May I cum? I'm really close!"

"No. Not until I give you permission."

We waited. When I knew she would cum in the next few seconds I shut the vibrator off.

"Nick! Don't stop it! Please let me cum! I need to cum!"

"Not yet."

She lay still and we watched her breathing return to normal. I turned it on again.

"Oh yes! I'm so hot! May I cum, Honey?"

The hummm filled the room. Carla reached for her pussy. I waved at her then shook my head, "No." She stopped.

I shut the vibrator off.

"You bastard! Turn it back on! I need to cum!" She was screaming!

"Are you sure that is what you want?"

"Yes! Turn it on and leave it on!"

My finger turned it on and pushed it as far inside Janice as it would go. When I stood back up I looked at the bedside clock. 2:18pm.

We waited and watched. At 2:26pm Janice spoke again.

"Oh I'm gonna cum! Here it cums! Auggghhh!"

Her body shuddered and tensed every muscle. She made noises that were no longer words. Her body covered in sweat. She continued to scream and to thrash. At 2:30pm I shut the vibrator off. My hand went to Carla and I walked her to the kitchen.

"What did you just learn?"

"To trust you. When Janice demanded you turn it on and leave it on she turned a wonderful experience to something I think must have made her crazy."

"Now, we must care for her, then she must have a strong consequence so she can learn from this mistake. Come assist me, please."

We went back in the bedroom. I removed the towel from Janice's face. Carla untied one arm and I untied the other. I pulled the vibrator from her pussy and gave it to Carla. She took it to the bathroom and washed it. Using my hands I sat Janice up and put pillows behind her so she lean back and still be sitting up.

"What can you tell me about what just happened, Janice?"

"You teased me until I lost it! That was evil! My pussy is sore and I'm really upset."

"Really?"

"Damn right!"

"Carla did I do to you what I did to Janice?"

"Yes."

"How many times did I shut off the vibe?"

"At least four. It might have been more. I wasn't counting."

"Did I let you cum?"

"You made me cum, better than any other cum of my life."

"Would you like me to give you that experience again?"

"Yes."

"Janice what do you think the difference was between the two experiences?"

"It wasn't as intense for Carla as it was for me."

"Think. This is important."

We waited.

I sat still directly in front of Janice. Carla sat in a chair five feet to my right. We both looked at Janice. Her face changed from upset and angry to sad and sorry. It took almost fifteen minutes.

"Please forgive me," she said in a soft, little girl voice. "I didn't trust you enough."

"Did you remember the safe words?"

"Yes."

"Which one did you use?"

"Neither."

"Instead you called me a bastard and made demands. I can think of no offence worse than what you have done. I must think about what to do with you. You must think about what is the appropriate consequence for such an act."

"I am sorry. It will not happen again. I trust you, I was just scared and I really wanted to cum."

"Carla throw on some clothes. I am going for a walk on the beach. I want Janice to be here alone so she can think. Hurry."

Carla ran from the room. I dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. As I tied my athletic shoes she returned. Denim skirt, white t-shirt and athletic shoes. Janice had not spoken.

"We will be gone at least an hour."

Carla followed me out of the room and to the front door.

"Janice is still tied up."

"Her hands are free. If she chooses to untie herself she can do it easily."

I closed the door behind us. We drove along the beach. It was Carla's first time seeing the Pacific Ocean. She looked, but did not speak. Near Gladstone's restaurant I parked at a beach parking lot. We got out and walked. I held Carla's hand. We walked south near the water line. I carried both pairs of our shoes. When we got to the Lifeguard stand about a mile south of Gladstone's Carla stopped.

"I've seen that on television!"

"It was on Baywatch."

"Oh."

At the Lifeguard stand we turned around and walked back to the van.

Carla spoke, "Nick. I'm afraid. I don't know Janice very well but I know she loves you. I know she trusts you. I don't know what you're thinking."

"Janice showed me that when push comes to shove she doesn't trust me to take care of her. Our exploration is all about that, trust. You've known me for less that two weeks and you put your life in my hands. You gave me the most powerful, wonderful gift a woman can give a man. You trust me to love you, care for you and protect you. Something happened to Janice. I don't know what to do. I must know. You count on me knowing."

We walked another quarter mile is silence.

"Honey, I don't depend on you knowing. I depend on you to find out and then do the right thing. I trust you to do that. We went exploring. Janice tripped and fell. It doesn't mean she needs to die. We can learn from this. Go a little slower. I know we'll still get where we're going it just won't be this week. We're both new at being your subs. You're new at being our Dominant. She does love you."

We walked to the van and got in. I drove home. We walked into the house and it was quiet. Carla followed me to the bedroom. Janice was right where we left her. Her face was tear streaked.

"I know you hate apologies but I need to say I am sorry. I lost my head and unfortunately my mouth went with it. I would do anything to undo what I did."

"Why didn't you untie yourself while we were gone?"

"If you wanted me to, you would have said to."

"Would you like to be untied?"

"Yes! I would like to use the bathroom too, if that's OK."

"Carla, help me, please."

We untied Janice and helped her off the bed. Carla took one side and I took the other. We just about carried her to the toilet. She released her stream. When she was done she wiped and we helped her to her feet. We walked her around until she could walk on her own. When we passed a phone I stopped and called Mogan's. I ordered three dinners delivered. The voice at the other end promised the food would be at our door within half an hour.

"Janice, do you still have that ugly flannel nightgown?"

"Yes. I knew I would be throwing it away after we got home but I haven't done it yet."

"Go put it on, please."

"Yes, Nick."

Carla just stood looking at me. When Janice came back Carla wanted to laugh. The long sleeved flannel nightgown was indeed ugly. It covered everything except her hands and head. It was a red plaid, faded and ugly.

I gave her seventy dollars cash and said, "When the guy from Mogan's delivers the food you will open the door, pay him with this money, get the change in your hand and then give it to him as a tip. Bring the food inside. As we eat we will talk. Understand?"

"Yes, Nick."

Carla followed me into the family room. Janice stayed by the front door. I sat on our couch. Carla hesitated. I pulled her into my lap and held her as if she were a small child. I thought about what Janice had done and what Carla had said. When I heard the doorbell I had come to what I hoped was a good decision.

Janice brought the food into the family room and we sat at the table. As we ate I talked.

"Today did not go as I envisioned. I am very disappointed. Mostly I am disappointed in me. I have known Janice for years. That background should have alerted me to some history of trust issues. They were exposed this afternoon. They can be repaired, if Janice is willing."

"I am. This wasn't your fault, Nick. I screwed up."

"Nice try, but no. This is my responsibility. I can deflect it and say I'm new at this but that doesn't change the fact that you both are my responsibility and I failed one of you today.

I have decided that there is something that must be done. It is another mistake I made and it was unfortunate and must be fixed. After dinner we are going into the garage and we will remove the necklace."

Tears flew from her eyes and she held onto the necklace.

"Please Nick, No. I love the necklace and what it means. I want to wear it always."

"It was and is a mistake. Only a man who knows what he's doing as a Dom should ever consider having his sub collared. I thought it meant you gave yourself to me. It means more. It is a statement from a Dom that he is ready, willing and able to take care of the sub. In our case, if it happens someday it will be a statement that I can and do fully take care of both of you. Anyone who sees it will know it is a symbol of who I am in your lives."

The tears still flowed. I noticed they flowed from Carla as well as Janice. I ate.

"Nick, may I keep the necklace?"

"In a drawer somewhere, yes. You may not wear it."

The room was quiet. I looked up and said, "Wait! There is another discussion that must be dealt with. My screw up was huge and affects both of you. I just assumed I was still your Dom. That is not a given. I beg your forgiveness and I let you know I will understand if either or both of you no longer want this relationship as a Dom sub relationship to continue."

The room was silent and neither woman moved for a long time. Janice moved first. She knelt on the floor beside my chair. Took my right hand in hers and said, "Nick Wells, I love you and I willingly give you my life, my trust and my heart. My life, my body, mind and soul are yours. I do this knowing that you are human, and a man. Collar or no I am yours."

Carla sat on my other side. "Nick Wells, I love you and I willingly give you my life, my heart and my trust. My life, my body, mind and soul are yours. I do this knowing that you are human, and a man. Collar or no I am yours."

"I humbly accept."

Neither woman got up for a long time. They seemed content to sit at my feet.

"Nick, what is my punishment for calling you a bastard and making a demand?"

"Since I provoked that from you in my own ignorance, I cannot punish you for it."

"I would like my punishment to be that I must provoke an orgasm from you this evening."

"That may not be easy. I have already cum twice today."

"Good. That will mean that I will need to really work to get it from you. When can my punishment begin, Honey?"

"In half an hour. I have notes to make to myself in my new journal. I want to make them while they are fresh in my mind. Meet me here in half an hour."

"Do you have instructions for us while you are making your notes?"

"Yes. Please clean up our dinner and then do whatever you like."

I stood and went to my office. I opened a new file in my desktop computer titled, Journal May 06. I typed and a few minutes later I looked up from the screen and noticed Carla sitting on the floor near my office door. Her legs were parted, her arms down at her sides, her head bowed. Beneath her ass and between her legs a small dark towel.

"Carla," I softly asked "Why are you sitting just outside my office on the floor?"

"To be near you, Honey."

"Why sit like that? There is a chair behind you."

"I sit in a chair when I am asked to, told to or when I am at work. Here I do what I know pleases you. I think seeing me behaving as a sub will please you. Am I wrong?"

"No. It touches my heart to have you express yourself in this way. Thank you."

"Then, I may stay?"

"Yes. Or, if you like, you may sit closer, inside my office."

My eyes were wide as I watched her walk on her knees from out in the hall to beside my desk. She brought the small towel and perched above it as she had in the hallway.

"Carla, explain the towel, please."

"I would rather drip on the towel than soil the carpet or floor of your home."

"Our home."

"Our home."

My attention went back to the journal. Much of what I wrote was about the last few minutes. I noticed the clock at the bottom right corner of the screen and my half hour was up.

"I am headed for the kitchen, Carla. Be there quickly, please."

She knee walked out of the room, stood and dashed to the kitchen. Where had she come up with these behaviors?

Janice and Carla were sitting over their towels on the kitchen floor when I walked in. Janice still had on the ugly nightgown. I sat in a chair and asked, "Who is going to explain this new sitting behavior?"

Janice said, "I want you to know that I acknowledge that I am not sitting as your equal. In all things I am yours. Sitting beneath you is like what everyone did with the kings in olden times. It is a quiet way of saying I am yours."

"Are you comfortable?"

"My comfort does not come first. Being yours comes first."

"Are you comfortable?"

"Yes. I don't know yet how long I can sit like this and still be comfortable, but I can take it."

"Carla, what about you?"

"I agree with Janice. We talked about it last night in bed. We want you to always know we belong to you, in every way."

"Thank you. Let's begin with the nightgown. I do not want it thrown away. It may be useful. When I am angry with you or disappointed with you I may use it to hide your body. When I am happy with you I prefer you in either sexy things or nude. Please go put the nightgown away in your closet."

She started knee walking towards the door.

"Stop. Unless I am punishing you I don't want to see you walking like that. Walk. I know that you are not as tall as me."

"Thank you, Honey."

"Carla, someday soon I want you to get an ugly nightgown like that one. I don't need to see it but I want to know when you have it."

"Yes, Nick."

Janice came back nude and happy and resumed her seat over her towel.

"Make me cum, Janice." I stood on the chair I had just been sitting on. To reach my cock Janice stood in front of me and lifted her head. Her arms went around my legs and she swallowed my flaccid penis completely. She sucked and wet it completely. One hand played with my ass cheeks.

Her work began to show growth. My growth. It encouraged her and her efforts increased. She deep throated me and then held just the crown in her mouth. She sucked and then played with my shaft with her tongue. As long as I had known Janice she had been tentative in her oral skills. That seemed to be gone. She was sucking me as if this was for the national or world championship.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 03



Carla knelt beside her, holding her legs for support. Her voice, a whisper of encouragement.

"Suck him, Janice! Show him how much we both love him! Oh, lick his shaft. Get it all wet with your juices."

Listening I got harder and Janice put one hand on my shaft and stroked as she moved my shaft in and out of her mouth.

"Janice, dip into your dripping pussy and spread your nectar on his shaft! Rub your pussy juices on him and then suck it off him!"

Her hand gathered her juices and stroked them onto me. Her mouth opened wide and engulfed all of my rod. When her head moved back she sucked all her own juices off me. I was so hard and my nerve endings tingled. I knew she was about to get me to cum.


"Carla, finger her clit and yours!"

Janice moaned with my cock in her mouth. She kept bobbing her head against my belly and I felt my seed rising.

"Oh Janice, your pussy is dripping! Mine too! Make him cum for us! I'll make you cum too!"

"Cum for me! Cum now! Cum with me, Now!" 

I unloaded into Janice's mouth. She shoved my shaft as far in as it would go and she gagged, but did not pull back. Her gag seemed to pull even more spunk from me.

She and Carla came too. Carla held Janice upright and then Janice released my cock from her mouth. I stepped down to the floor and kissed both women.

"Thank you. You did well with your punishment. I am a mess however."

Carla jumped up and brought her sitting towel. She wet me with her mouth and then cleaned with her towel.

"Do you like my taste, Carla?"

"You taste wonderfully."

"And do you like the taste of Janice too?"

"Oh Yes!"

"We have much to do tomorrow. Perhaps you would like to sleep with me tonight?"

"Oh yes, Nick." They said together.

I helped them up and hugged them both. As I guided them to the bedroom I asked, "Carla, if you were still in Chicago what would you be doing tonight?"

"Probably watching a re-run of "Law and Order."

"Are you sorry you're missing that?"

"No."

"Janice, I don't want an answer but please, think a little about what you life would be like if you had gone with Mike."

Tears filled her eyes but she didn't let them flow and she did not speak.

We snuggled in bed and fell asleep intwined.

Morning began with the phone ringing. Janice answered. She listened for a few seconds and said, "I will check with Mr. Wells. Please hold."

We have a mute button on our phones. She pressed it and said, "It is a woman named Carolyn. She says she is a friend."

"She is. She is one of your best friends and you haven't even met yet."

I took the phone and released the mute.

"Carolyn, How are you?"

"Great! Funny how things turned out, isn't it?"

"It certainly is. Listen, if you haven't a big case taking your time today perhaps you and your partner would join us for either lunch or dinner?"

Both Janice and Carla sat up and looked at me.

"That was what I called to talk to you about. My Master wants to meet the three of you and get to know you. We would like to have you come to our home today if possible but soon if today doesn't work for you."

"Today will work. Lunch or dinner?"

"We would like it to be both. Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"I have a long list of unusual things that I don't like, but if you give me an idea about what you have planned I can tell you yea or nay."

"We thought a Chinese Chicken Salad for lunch and some sea bass with asparagus and a baked potato for dinner."

"We love both! What time?"

"About one?"

I looked at the clock and it read 09:28am.

"Wonderful! Dress?"

"Casual. Very casual."

"What can we bring?"

"Whatever you would like to drink. We have water and some wine and if you have some you like we would like to taste it. Oh yes, we have Diet Coke because I know you like it."

"Please hold a second. Carla please get paper and a writing tool." 

We waited less than a minute. Carla was back with a pad and two pens.

"OK, give me the address."

She did and I repeated it. Carla wrote it down. She showed it to me and I read it back to Carolyn.

"Yes. Need directions?"

"I don't think so. Our new van has GPS."

"How great! See you all at one."

"Thanks." The phone clicked.

"Ladies, we have things to do before we go to lunch at Carolyn's. We need to get a nice bottle or two of wine, get dressed, and make the list of things to do for the rest of our week."

"Nick, may we ask a question?"

"Yes, over breakfast. It looks nice outside. Let's eat by the pool."

We headed toward the kitchen. Carla brought the pad and pens with her. I took a spray and cleaned the table outside. Carla made coffee. Janice made toast and an omelet for us. Before ten we were eating and Carla asked, "Now?"

"Yes, Sweet One, now."

"Who is Carolyn?"

"She is a private investigator. She called me just before we were invited to Chicago and gave me all the evidence I have about Mike and his plan."

"Did you hire her to spy on us?" Janice asked.

"Yes, and no. She was hired by Mike to dig up dirt on me. In her process she looks at the target and the person wanting the data. What she found made her want to help, us."

"Why? Wasn't Mike paying her enough?"

"Carolyn is a sub. When she discovered how her sister, you Janice, was being mistreated she came to me. She's never met you and yet I'd say other than Carla she is your best friend."

"She's my friend too. My life wouldn't be what it is without her."

"So, we'll go to their home and you can say thank you. I want us to look at this not just as a social event but also a chance to learn from people who've been in this game a lot longer than we have."

"What do you want us to wear?"

"I think it will be quite warm today. Skirts, sandals, bras and tanks or chemises. Let's go for a little sexy but not blatant."

"Janice, can I borrow something? I don't think anything I own is nice enough."

Janice looked at me. I nodded. Both kissed me and were down the hall in a flash to get ready. I ate the rest of the omelet, finished the toast and went down the hall to get dressed as well.

In the bedroom both ladies were in Janice's closet. I went into the shower and as soon as they heard the water they came to the door of the shower. Neither said anything. They just stood there. Waiting.

I pushed the door open and asked for a volunteer to wash my cock. Janice raised her hand. I asked for a volunteer to wash my balls. Carla raised her hand. I invited them into the shower so they could do their jobs. Janice went first. She dropped to her knees under the spray and took my cock in her mouth. I was clean very quickly, even though I was growing. Then she took soap and repeated the cleaning process using her hands. The spray rinsed me and Carla took Janice's place. One at a time she took my nuts in her mouth and sucked them clean. She soaped me and rinsed me then she grabbed the soap again and washed my front from feet to neck.

Janice got behind me and washed all that side of me, playing between my ass cheeks long enough to be very sure I was clean.

In turn I washed both of them. Janice laughed as I scrubbed her tits. She said it tickled and she made no move or mention of my stopping. As I washed Carla's back from her neck down she asked if she could kiss Janice. I gave that permission. I shut the water off and soaped both woman's fronts then they embraced and wiggled against each other as they kissed. They said it felt weird and wonderful. I noticed four erect nipples as we rinsed and got out.

A little after noon we were in the van and Carla programmed the GPS to get us to Carolyn's. A few minutes before one we were looking for parking in front of their house. When my watch read one on the money I knocked on the door. Carolyn opened the door and welcomed us.

The welcome included asking me if hugs were acceptable. I nodded and took her in my arms. She hugged Janice and then Carla. As she led us into the house she apologized that her partner wasn't home, yet. She said it wasn't an insult but designed to allow Carolyn to tell us a story.

We sat out in their back yard beside their pool. The yard was surrounded by a high cinderblock wall and lots of plants. No other homes were close enough or high enough to invade the privacy of their yard.

On the table were glasses of iced tea, a diet Coke, bottles of water and a tray with cheeses and crackers. She offered and we accepted.

"Well, we have our drinks, our snacks and are sitting in your paradise. Tell us about your partner."

"It comes down to one word, really. The word is she."

I smiled.

"You knew?"

"Yes. I had you checked. You knew I would."

"Your guy must be good. I've been checked before and no one pegged us."

"I'll give you her name if you want."

"Yes. Her I'd like to meet."

"Being sisters makes it tougher for someone to ferret the information out but she did."

"Oh, you even figured that part?"

"Carolyn needs to be a very private person and the way they have covered their relationship is that Carolyn changed her name years ago to the same last name as her partner. Everyone or most of those who know them at all think they are unmarried sisters."

"That doesn't help," Carla said.

"Help?" Carolyn asked.

"I'm not Nick's wife. I don't look like Janice's sister. I don't look like Nick's sister either. I hoped we'd find out what you did and it would help us."

"I've been thinking about that. Millions of people saw the TV show. They would completely understand if Nick found a way to protect Janice from predators like Mike. He might go so far as to have someone live with the two of you as a companion for you when he is working."

"What do you think Nick?" Janice asked.

"Let me, let us sit on that idea and talk it over in a little while. On the first look I like it."

"It just might work."

"So, now that the secret is out can we meet her?"

"You know she's here don't you?"

"There is a two car garage attached to your house and there are two cars in it. I took a shot."

"The garage door is down."

"The window allows a look in."

"OK. I'll invite her."

Carolyn walked into the house and two minutes later she came back with Sam. Samantha. They did resemble each other. Both were dressed in khaki shorts and khaki safari shirts. I stood and both Carla and Janice stood when they returned.

I realized that when we were with other D/s people there was probably a protocol for situations like this.

"Please be seated." Sam said.

"Pardon my not touching. I seldom shake hands or hug people I haven't known a long time. It is not meant to offend."

"None taken. We are just glad to meet you."

"Are you hungry?" Sam looked at Janice when she asked.

Janice looked at me. She didn't speak.

"Yes, we are," I said.

"There is so much to discuss. We will begin over food."

Carolyn went back in the house and brought out a huge bowl filled with Chinese Chicken Salad. Another trip brought matching salad bowls and implements.

"Would you like Carolyn to serve you?"

"That would be nice."

Sam nodded and Carolyn served. She served Sam, then me, then Janice and Carla. She waited and when Sam nodded she served herself and sat down with us.

"Ask."

"It's hard to know what to ask first. The rules for social events. What is expected from us?"

"In this situation I expect to give you lots of room. If I asked you to play pool and you had never even seen the table I couldn't very well get angry when you messed up. But, if you ever meet with others there are some things to remember. You speak. In most D/s relationships the subs are regarded as property. They only speak when you tell them to. They sit when and where you tell them to. In an unfamiliar setting it would be good to mark them somehow."

"A collar?"

"Or earrings that have a symbol identifiable as yours. Perhaps a small tattoo of your initial somewhere it will be seen."

"In a new setting it would be good to have them sit on the floor beside you. It identifies you as the Master and them as yours."

"In practical matters like health care...?"

"Carla is your employee. She gets paid and you pay for her health care. She needs to pay taxes. Establish a retirement program for her. If something happens to you they both need you to have provided for them. Janice may inherit easily but Carla isn't legally related."

"OK."

"Carolyn is a strong woman who handles her life away from the house with power and grace. In the house she is a strong woman who has given me the gift of her life. I assume that these two have given you their lives as well?"

"Yes."

"No secrets."

"None."

"Closed doors?"

"Only if I close them."

"Do either of them have family other than you?"

"Yes. Carla has a sister who lives in Chicago. We have met."

"The story everyone else gets, the sister gets too. It makes life easier." She paused.

"Do you have family?"

"A brother I haven't seen in ten years. He moved to Germany and hasn't been in touch."

"If he shows up he gets the story too. This lifestyle isn't for Ozzie and Harriet. Lots of people would like to make what we do illegal, immoral and they believe you three are going to hell right behind us. We get to go first because we are lesbians."


"Leave the light on for us, OK?"

"It's really Ok with you that we're lesbians?"

"Better that people love people than live in emptiness. I love women, why shouldn't you?"

"I like you."

"I like you too."

Lunch was over. Sam made a motion and Carolyn stood and started gathering dishes.

"It would be nice if you helped." I said.

Carla and Janice gathered everything Carolyn didn't already have and followed her into the kitchen.

"They didn't speak."

"No."

"I don't demand a spoken acknowledgement either. Some Doms do. They say, if I give an instruction I want to hear that you got it."

"If they go into action, I believe they got the instruction."

"You also phrase your demands as requests."

"It is more polite. I know that they know that all requests are demands spoken in love."

"You're doing well. Do they sleep with you?"

"Often. I like it that way."

"Good. When discipline is needed sending someone to bed alone is a strong reminder. It can also be strong medicine if she is requested to sleep on the floor by your bed. She won't get much sleep. She will be thinking about pleasing you."

"I'll remember."

"Second chances?"

"No. They teach I wasn't serious the first time."

"Do you have children?"

"No. Both Janice and Carla have had tubals."

"Life is good. Life is also simpler in this lifestyle if there are no children."

"How long have you two been a couple?"

"Eighteen years. The first three were pretty rocky because neither of us knew what we needed to have it work. We kept trying for equality."

"In my reading there has been lots of talk about punishment for fun. My fun."

"And, you don't enjoy hurting either of them."

I nodded.

"I agree. Have you discovered that a little pain can enhance the experience of sex?"

"Yes. I also discovered that bondage scares the crap out of one of mine."

"Common. Start slow and as the experience is tolerated and then enjoyed you expand the experience."

"Why?"

"Bondage is an exercise in trust and power. If I tie you up have I taken all your power away?"

"I become powerless."

"A common belief. As a point of view I can tie up your body but you still have power. You get to choose to be a victim or a willing participant. You can just be hurt, just be robbed of mobility or you can choose to see it as a gift to me. You have all the power to make it what you choose."

"When Janice got terrified it was because she didn't see another point of view she could take."

"I think so. We could ask Janice or, better you could ask her some other time."

We sat quietly for a minute or two.

"Nick, would you like to see and hear how this point of view works?"

"Yes."

"I think it will help if your girls watch and listen too."

"I trust your judgment."

Her head turned and she said, "Carolyn." It was neither loud or demanding. Less than thirty seconds later Carolyn was standing beside us. Carla and Janice were just inside by the door. I motioned and they joined us, standing beside me.

"I think Janice and Carla should sit in chairs so they can see better than from the floor."

"I agree. Ladies, please sit down."

"Carolyn, go get me some cuffs and three lengths of rope, please."

"Yes, Sam."

We all watched her go. When she came back she handed the cuffs and rope to Sam.

"Take off everything, please."

No hesitation. No looking around. Carolyn stripped to skin in moments. Her clothes she piled on the ground by her feet.

"May I give instructions to your ladies for a few minutes?"

"Yes."

"Carla, please take this rope and tie it around Carolyn's ankles. Just tight enough she cannot walk."

Carla took the rope, dropped to her knees and wrapped the rope around Carolyn's ankles in a figure eight. When she had about ten inches at each end she tied the ends together. She looked towards, but not at, Sam.

"Carolyn is that too tight?"

"No, Sam, it is snug."

"Janice, take these cuffs and put Carolyn's wrists behind her back. Clip the cuffs together."

Carolyn held her wrists out for Janice. As Janice bound Carolyn's wrists her hands shook.

"Carolyn, tell your new sisters what being bound means to you, please."

"When I am bound I feel powerful. I am able to look at my choices and they are right in my face. The first times I was bound I panicked and screamed. We talked and I discovered a freedom in being bound that I don't feel when I am unbound. I make the experience be about me being able to take it, me being able to give my love to Sam this way, me being able to demonstrate my trust."

"Carla, take this rope and tie it to the rope you put at her ankles and the other end tie to the cuffs. Make it tight enough to pull, just a little."

She did the job. Carla was on her knees and Janice standing beside Carolyn.

"Thank you, ladies. I am done with you for now."

"Sit, please," I said.

"Are you a lesbian, Carolyn?"

"If it pleases you, yes, I am."

"If it pleases me would you like to suck Nick's cock and have him fuck you?"

"Yes!"

"Would you prefer to fuck Janice or Carla?"

"If it pleases you, yes."

"Carolyn has not had sexual contact with a man in seventeen years. That has been my choice. I am making a new choice, and I request that you do not shame me by refusing. I want Carolyn to suck you to completion. If that is agreeable to you I request you have your ladies take your pants off and place your cock in Carolyn's mouth."

I did not know how Carla or Janice would react but I trusted Sam not to do something stupid, so I stood up and motioned to Carla and Janice. They helped me undress. 

"I would appreciate it if you would have your ladies help Carolyn to her knees."

I nodded and my ladies each took an arm and helped her to the ground. 

"Suck him."

Carolyn turned and Janice fed my cock into her open mouth. My ladies stood beside Carolyn and me and watched. Carolyn was good at what she was doing. It did not take long before I was hard. Her head bobbed back and forth and taking as much of me as would fit in her mouth.

"Nick, she is yours to use as you choose. If you would like her cunt, it is yours, her ass is yours too."

"Thank you." I leaned just a little and said, "Carolyn, take me deeper."

Instantly she pushed her nose into my hair. I felt her suppress her gag reflex and do it again. I put a hand at each side of her head and directed her motion. Slow in and quicker out.

"Suck me hard when I draw out and use your tongue as I slide into your mouth, please."

As she sucked she hummed and as I pushed in she ran her tongue around my shaft as much as she could. I looked at Carla and Janice they were concentrating on what Carolyn was doing.




My Introduction to D/s Ch. 03



I could feel myself getting close to filling Carolyn's mouth.

"I want you to hold my gift in your mouth and show my ladies that you have it, then swallow and they will help you stand."

Her pattern did not change. I knew she heard me because she looked up at me for one second. I felt my cock swell, juices flow, squirt, pulse and fill her mouth. She didn't lose any of it. When I was done she tilted her head and opened her mouth. I withdrew and she showed Janice and then Carla that her mouth was full. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed.

Janice and Carla helped her to her feet. They both looked at me for further instructions.

"Do you think I should stand here with cum and spit on my cock all afternoon?" I asked, in a soft voice.

Both dropped to their knees and cleaned me with their mouths. As they got back up Carla pulled my pants back up and dressed me. 

"Thank you, Sam. Carolyn is an excellent cocksucker. I would like to give you a gift as well, if I may. I would like my ladies to pleasure you to orgasm."

"I would like that. But, not today, if that would be OK with you. I had a medical procedure recently and an orgasm is not recommended. However, perhaps next time we are together I will be able to accept."

"Wonderful. 

Our day with Sam and Carolyn had been quite educational and enjoyable, for me. On the way home I asked Carla and Janice to talk about the experience.

Janice was first to speak.

"For six and a half years I was the only one you had sex with. I was the one who gave you oral sex. Now Carla is in our lives and I like that. When you had us undress you so Carolyn could suck you right in front of us I went crazy in my head!"

"Me too! I thought about you being our man..."

"And it hit me, hit me hard, that you aren't our man. We are your women. You are our dominant partner. We are committed to pleasing you and in return you love and take care of us. If having Carolyn suck you brings you pleasure then my job is to support that and do whatever I can to make it work."

"And if it pleases me to have you pleasure Sam?"

"Then Sam is in for the best ride we can give her." Carla said. Janice nodded.

"I think we have taken another step. We keep getting new points of view to think about. Janice, did you see anything or hear anything today that will help you?"

"I think so. I panicked when I was tied up. Listening to Carolyn I see being bound differently now. I... I look forward to the next time we play with the hope that we can tie me up again. I want to please you and I want to experience everything you want me to experience."

"Good. Tomorrow, I need to work. This evening I will begin setting up a company that Carla can work for. Tomorrow you can call the hotel and quit. Tell them you're sorry for the short notice but unless they are willing to pay you $4500 a month you need to take the job you have been offered."

"Forty-five hundred dollars?"

"Yes. They weren't paying you that much were they?"

"Not even half!"

"Then we won't get in a bidding war. They will just let you go."

"Janice, tomorrow I want you to get as much information about schooling in our area as possible. Adult programs, colleges, private programs and anything else that interests either of you. I would like it if you both studied yoga and massage. I would also like you to look at tutoring at any local school in any subject you know well."

"Yes, Honey."

"I can hear your thoughts sometimes when they are really loud, Janice. Right now you are wondering why the interest in education. Here's the answer. When I was working hard as a lawyer for the last six years you had lots of unstructured, free, bored time. Those days are over. All that free time and no goals was the open door Mike walked through. Never again."

It was quiet in the van the rest of the way home.

At home I turned on our hot tub. In my office I checked emails and found a few questions from my staff. I knew it would take at least an hour to answer them. I said, "Janice" in a normal voice. In less than a minute she was at the door.

"Janice, I would like dinner in two hours. I have some emails that won't wait. Please shut off the hot tub and in two hours, just before we eat, turn it back on, please."

"Yes, Honey." She turned to go.

"Janice, show Carla how to operate the hot tub please."

"Yes, Honey."

A minute later I heard the sliding glass door open. I went back to work. When the two hours were up I heard a ding from the timer in the kitchen. A minute later Janice knocked on the door frame to my office. I looked up.

"Dinner is ready and I just turned on the hot tub, Honey."

"Thank you. Set the table in the dining room and serve dinner. I'll wash and be right there."

Dinner was enchiladas, prepared in a way I hadn't seen before. Usually enchiladas are rolled with cheese or chicken or something inside and sauce over the top. These enchiladas were stacked. Sauce, a tortilla, chicken, avocado, and beans, another tortilla, sauce, salsa, cheese, with more beans and rice on the side. I loved them. The plates Carla had made for them also had sour cream on the top of the stack. I don't like sour cream. I wouldn't need to worry about that mistake happening.

After dinner I went back to work and sent them into the hot tub.

The hotel released Carla without an argument. I set up a consulting business and hired both Carla and Janice. For the next few days I was tied to a case. Carla and Janice enrolled in massage school and found out about volunteering at a local school. Because of our story about Carla being hired to watchdog Janice and protect her I stipulated that they needed to do most things together. When the case ended I took a week off.

"Ladies, we have a week off. I would like to do something fun."

"Are we going on another trip?" Janice asked.

"I would like to do something we haven't done before. An adventure. Carla, have you ever been on a cruise ship?"

"No. I've never had enough money for that."

"Well, since I know Janice hasn't and I haven't I think I'd like us to go on a cruise. Let me see if there is one leaving soon and we'll go." I got up and headed for my office. They followed.

I sat at the computer and they sat on the floor near me. In fifteen minutes I picked up the phone and called the reservation number from the web site.

"May I help you book a cruise?"

"I'm looking at the cruise leaving tomorrow afternoon in Vancouver."

"Yes. Can you get to Vancouver by three tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes. Now, can we have a large cabin with a balcony?"

"There is one left that is a suite, a queen bed and a single bed with a large balcony."

"Can you give me a wonderful price for that cabin?"

She did. She sent an email confirmation of our booking and I spent over an hour filling out paperwork. Carla found her passport and Janice got ours from our safe. When I got off the phone for a minute I told them to pack for a trip where we would be both quite warm and quite cold. I told them what to pack for me and they were off.

I called the Santa Monica airport and woke the flight service person to tell them we were flying to Vancouver in the morning. I told them we needed to be in Vancouver by noon. He called back half an hour later and told me we needed to be on board by 8:30 the next morning. 

By ten that evening we were packed and the bags were in the van. We were in bed when Carla asked, "Where is Vancouver?"

"In Canada." I said.

"Do you want me to ask where we're going or should I trust you?"

"When you put it that way, trust me. I want you to know we will be on a ship with over two thousand passengers, our room has a balcony and a queen bed plus a single. We eat dinner each night at eight o'clock. We will cruise for a week then fly home.

"I know where we're going." Janice said.

"Do you want to tell Carla?"

"Yes! I want her to be as excited as I am."

I waved my hand and Janice said, "We're going to Alaska!"

They spent ten minutes talking and I said, "Enough. We need to be up and out of here by 7:45 so we are going to bed and sleeping. Now!"

At 6:45 Carla woke me. Breakfast would be ready in ten minutes. Janice had already showered and Carla showered with me. We all ate a good breakfast and dressed. 

At 8:20 we were sitting in the corporate jet the law firm leased and a couple of minutes later we were in the air. The day was remarkably clear all the way from Los Angeles to Vancouver. Carla spent a lot of time looking out the window and asking questions. At two in the afternoon we were in line at the cruise ship dock and by three we were in our cabin.

Watching the land slide by as we left the harbor I couldn't help but wonder what we would learn while we were on the cruise.