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Lisa Led Astray Ch. 01

By: NiceNastyMann



 This story is a fantasy. This story is not based on real events or people. But boy, I'd like it if it was... 

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It started out as private feedback to one of my stories, and I responded back to the email address that was provided thanking the person for not just both reading and enjoying my story but to also taking the time to write and say so.

Lisa was the name used by the reader sending the feedback, and she replied to my thank-you email. We began sending short emails back and forth from that point, and of course they become sexual from nearly the start.

Lisa wrote that she liked to imagine herself being in my stories, so naturally when I came up with an idea, or as I would work through a story I'd send her pieces – with her being in the center of the action of course.

After the first couple of these exchanges it became obvious that Lisa preferred stories where the female character was being dominated. And the character type she identified most closely with was the girl who is steered or betrayed or lured – in essence the good girl who is led astray.

We exchange some more emails when one day I get one from Lisa with a picture attachment. I had sent her some paragraphs of a story idea I was working on; the action centered on the girl lured into a party held by several older couples by a lover. 

The part I sent to Lisa had the girl is put into a leather bondage harness, her nipples get clamped and she's being tortured by orgasm denial on a stage by several of the women. 

The picture she sent me was of the head and torso of an attractive woman, her face covered to her lips in a mask. But those full, soft and well-shaped lips had a bright red shade of lipstick applied; and there's a bright red ball gag strapped between them. 

Her eyes are green in the photo and her chestnut hair falls to her bare shoulders. Her breasts are full, large and stand firm and proud on her chest. Each of her large thick nipples have a clothespin clamped to them. From the picture it looks as if her arms are behind her, and she's thrusting her chest and those delectable tits forward.

The text of the email is of Lisa describing how she's been acting out some of the scenes I've been sending her, and she finally got the courage up to share a picture she took of herself with me. 

It dawned on me reading her email – whether by design or not Lisa is using my stories to fuel her fantasies, and in doing so she's becoming the character she identifies most with – the good girl being seduced, tempted to go bad, lured by an older domineering man so as to be ravished, led into a world where she becomes a loving masters pet. 

Well, if some old fashioned debauchery and corruption is wanted – I'm the guy to supply it. 

My return email was more pointed and direct than before. I first thanked her for sharing with me, that I find her very attractive and that I really liked the picture. I then wrote that on her next reply I want to see her pretty breasts tied up. And I also want to see her playing with her pussy. 

I got a response the next day – two pictures this time as attachments. In the first one Lisa had tied what looked like clothesline to the base of her breasts and bound them tightly – so much so that they were turning purple. And she had put four clothes pins apiece in a ring around her two aureoles, and then topped each tit off with a single clothes pin to her nipples. 

In the second picture she's sitting on her toilet, the top up and her panties around her ankles. Her mask is still in place, those red luscious lips of hers pursed in a sexy pout and she's wearing ruffled ankle socks. Her knees are wide open and she's frigging her pussy – nice and untrimmed, unkempt with the hair lush on her mons and cunt lips. 

I replied back sternly admonishing her to be more careful with her breasts – it would be a shame if they became damaged – if she were mine I would not want their beauty diminished. And I praised her for having such a generous bouquet of exquisite pubic curls; that I was one of those men who appreciated a woman who didn't try to look like a little girl. 

The next day I got a meek return from Lisa, asking forgiveness in regards her being too eager about binding her breasts. She had wanted to make sure the pictures were perfect, and the breast-bondage shot took longer than she expected – a lot of it was because she was enjoying it so much. 

Lisa also explained she'd always been a little embarrassed about her – 'down there' – as she put it. She'd been afraid I would be turned off by her furriness, and was thrilled with my praise and compliments. And she's delighted my emails have become more personal, that I'm now telling her to do things. 

I wrote back almost immediately. I forgave her enthusiasm in terms of her first attempt at tit bondage – that I saw her breasts as treasures to be used, sometimes lovingly abused but not things to be ruined. And I was pleased she liked my instructing her, giving her tasks; that we were both getting pleasure from our developing relationship. 

And since she liked me telling her to do things, I wrote I wanted her to send me a video file in her next email. I wanted her back on the toilet seat, her panties around her ankles, her beautiful breasts bare to me. 

I wanted to watch her fingering her pussy and that I wanted her to tell me about her cunt while she masturbated. I told her I wanted her to use that word while she was talking to me. 

I closed by saying I wanted her to imagine that I was there with her, to fantasize that she was mine to use for the night, that she was displaying herself for my enjoyment. And I wanted her to come for me in the video.

It was a couple of weeks before I got a response. During that time I figured Lisa had moved on; she got pissed off, alarmed, bored or whatever. Still I thought that if I started the begging 'how come you aren't writing' thing then for sure I'd never hear back.

When I did get an email from her there was a video attachment. The text started out "I was mad at you for telling me to use the word cunt, and thought about not writing back."

"But then I'd have to use the bathroom and that would lead to thinking about you standing in front of me, ordering me to do dirty, sexy and nasty things for your enjoyment, and I'd get all excited." 

"And yes since you've brought it up, I would like to be yours to be used – hopefully for more than just one night! So lord and master - as you ordered. My cunt." 

The video shows her sitting down on the toilet seat, her panties around her ankles, and her tits bare and full on her chest. Lisa's still wearing her mask, those lush lips red and inviting. And again the ruffled, lacy ankle socks. She spreads her cunt lips with the fingers of her one hand, then begins fingering her clit.

Lisa's voice comes from the video. "My cunt, master, for your pleasure. My cunt - to be cherished and entrusted to you for your enjoyment. Thank you master for telling me to expose my cunt to you. My cunt." 

She sinks three fingers of her off hand into her cunt hole and fingers her clit faster, continuing. "My cunt, where I piss, I bleed, and I provide pleasure to my master."

Lisa leans back against the toilet tank, looking up to the ceiling and continues frigging herself. 

Her lips are pursed into an O and her breathing is getting faster. She slows down, pulls her fingers from her cunt hole and up to her mouth, and takes an audible sniff. 

"Oh god master, can you smell my cunt? Can you see the juices on my hand? Would you like me to lick my juices off and tell you how they taste?"

Lisa brings her fingers to her lips, and the tip of her tongue darts out and tentatively licks the slick liquid from them. 

"Hmmm, master – I taste so good." She smiles, bringing her fingers into her mouth and sucking them clean. She opens her eyes and looks into the camera. 

"Thank you master for letting me taste myself. My cunt must be very tasty, am I pleasing you? Is your cock hard? Do you want to fuck your cunt master?"

And then her face tightens, and her nipples harden, her aureole crinkling. "Oh – oh – master, I – I'm going to come – ohhhh" the inflection of her voice trending up to a whine. 

Her thighs start to tremble and a flush extends down her neck to her tits. Lisa brings a hand to her tits and grabs one hard, squeezing and pulling.

Lisa rides her orgasm to the end, and when it's over she looks back into the camera, happy and sleepy eyed. 

"I hope that pleased you." She giggles, sits upright and grins. 

"I need a shower, my pussy – do I always have to say cunt? Anyway my pussy is all wet and sticky." 

Lisa makes a show of sniffing the air. "And this bathroom reeks of me."

Lisa leans towards the camera, winks at the lens. "Let me know how I did." 

She blows a kiss to the camera, and says "And I'd love a picture of your hard cock shooting come. Bye!"

The video on my widescreen goes to black. 

My cock is buried deep in my wife's ass and we're both close to coming. I have her bent over an ottoman in our playroom, her elbows tied together behind her back, and a spreader bar is clipped to the leather cuffs circling her ankles holding her legs apart. 

The surface of the ottoman is covered in a rough corduroy and I make sure her tits, nipples and belly are rubbing along its coarse surface as I take my pleasure with her asshole. Her hair is tied into a single ponytail with a piece of sisal twine, the ends of which are looped around a leather belt cinched securely around her slim waist. 

Her head is pulled back, her neck stretched taut with her throat extended and I have her positioned to see the screen. 

"Do you like our new friend pet? Would you like to bury your face in her cunt? I want to see her eating your ass as I fuck that hairy cunt of hers. Then watch my sperm drip from her furry lips into your mouth." 

She convulses beneath me, moaning loudly around the penis gag strapped to her mouth. I thrust one more time and my orgasm erupts, hot cum jetting from my cock into her bowels. Satiated for the moment I rest, then gently remove the gag from her mouth and she smiles a wordless thank you to me.

She works her jaw as I carefully untie her hair, then she responds. "So when do we get to meet Lisa? She looks delectable, and dear- there are special things I want to see her do to you."

I lean forward and kiss her deeply. "God I love you. And soon – want to get going on the next step?"

She looks back at me and a hungry smile fills her face as I unclip the bar from her ankles. "I love you too. Hmm, I have some thoughts on what to do next, let's get to the computer and do some shopping." 

Lisa Led Astray Ch. 02



 This story is a fantasy. This story is not based on real events or people. But boy, I'd like it if it was...

*

Allow me to introduce ourselves. I'm Pat, and my lovely wife's name is Denise. We're a mid-fiftyish couple, have a house in a semi-rural area. Dogs, grown up kids, careers the lot.

We're your average PTA joining, go to parent teacher conference, and enthusiastically attend school athletic-band-drama events - your average couple. Except now the kids have all graduated college and moved on with their lives.

Oh, and we found out early in our marriage we are both BDSM enthusiasts. 

Well, not exactly your average BDSM couple; we found almost from the beginning that it gave our sex life a fun twist to switch roles. We look at it as the zest that gets added to that sumptuous desert. It just worked for us that when one of us was the top, the next time around they became the bottom.

We started after the first couple months into married life. In bed one night Denise asked something like "Would you think I was really weird if I asked you to do..." -- and I eagerly did what she asked for. Things just fell into place for both of us, and we've been happily perverted ever since.

Anyway one weekend not too long ago we sat down to a quiet Saturday morning breakfast. Denise looked at me while I took my first sip of coffee. "I think I'd like a new pet" is what I heard.

I looked back at her with a quizzed expression on my face. "More animals? Dear, we settled on two dogs a while ago -- those vet bills, the feed costs, my wrangling the pack to the vet..." 

Denise served me some eggs from the pan off the stove. "No silly, no more dogs." She used the spatula to put the rest of the eggs on her plate, puts the pan goes back to the stove. "I agreed two is our limit. I mean I want a -- you know -- a pet. For sex. For both of us. We have the room now that the kids have moved out."

Luckily I was only reaching for another sip from my coffee mug, and didn't have any of the hot lava like liquid I prefer for my morning jolt in my mouth. I sputtered I'm sure, then stared at my wife. "A pet? You mean - a fuck toy? How in the hell do we pull that one off?"

Denise sat down and started on her eggs, looking at me like I'm an idiot. Okay yes I'm male, so I classify sometimes. "We just tell everyone we're taking on a renter." She took a mouthful and swallowed it.

"You know I've been fantasizing about a female slave for years-- the kids are gone - so I want a pet. When do we get one?"

And that stumped us both. We talked about craigslist -- but Denise was adamant that didn't want to deal with weirdoes. Sorry craigslist users -- my wife sometimes makes up her mind too early. 

So when I got into the email exchange with Lisa I brought Denise into my office. I pointed to the first picture I got from her. "What do you think of her? She likes my stories -- want to try her?"

Denise examined the picture, looked back at me with a smile on her face. "Tell her to tie those tits of hers up next time, oh yes, she'll do." My wife turned back to the screen, then almost as an afterthought added "And I want to see her pussy. Tell her to play with her pussy for me." 

Needless to say we were both happy with the next two pictures we got from Lisa. Denise especially, since she was the top when the email arrived. So I accompanied her on each trip she made to the toilet. 

I would assume the position, kneeling between her still beautiful legs with my face inches from her pussy as she would jet streams of her golden champagne into the bowl. When she finished I'd use my tongue to clean the folds of her pussy.

Denise keeps her pussy hair trimmed in a compromise to both our tastes. She leaves her mons in a trimmed but still nicely furred V for me; but her lips she keeps bare and smooth which is more to her liking. 

But she's intrigued with Lisa's hirsuteness, wondering aloud while I'd be servicing her cunt, cleaning her acrid piss from amongst the folds of her pussy how it would feel to have all that pubic hair against her face?

It was Denise who dictated the reply back -- we were in my office, she was wearing a tailored black silk blouse and a white pair of riding pants. We don't own horses, but my god her ass and legs are magnificently displayed in those. Especially when she wears her stiletto heeled thigh high boots. 

Since I was the bottom for the day I was naked, my cock and balls in one of the number of cages Denise has me wear when she's the top. And to make sure I was in the right frame of mind she had clipped two zip lines of clothespins around my ball sack just before I sat down in front of my PC.

Oh, and Denise had inserted a vibrating butt plug into my ass -- one with a remote control. My wife had set it to a low buzzing as she dictated our response. I remember finding it a little hard concentrating as the plug was pushing against my prostate and the vibrations felt like they were travelling thru my balls into my shaft.

Denise had clearly decided Lisa would end up belonging to her, so she had me start with warning Lisa not to damage her tits. Denise then added the piece about Lisa's lush growth of hair, after directing me to display that picture of her sitting on the toilet and playing with herself in a separate window on the monitor.

After I finished the first draft Denise ordered me out of the chair so she could proofread my work, telling me to stand next to her. She pointed to the picture on the screen and told me to keep my eyes on it as she caressed my now aching ball sack, pulling and twisting the clothes pins sticking out from it.

After a few derogatory comments about my word choices and some edits she hits the send button, then expands the picture to fill the screen. "Get a wine glass slut, one suitable for a decent red. Bring it back here and make it fast."

The clothes pins biting into my ball sack made it hard to walk, and woe to me if one of them pop off until Denise decides to remove them! I carefully waddled to the kitchen and got a wine glass, picking one with a wide bowl and rim, then just as carefully returned to my office.

"Stand here next to me and hold the glass in front of your pathetic cock. If anything comes out of that disgusting piece of meat you better catch it -- I will not have this blouse ruined because you can't control yourself. Keep your eyes on that picture slut boy."

I held the glass in front of my throbbing cock. The cock cage Denise had selected for me to wear for the day allowed my shaft to get erect without too much pain or discomfort -- unlike some of the others in our collection.

My wife went back to caressing my ball sack, talking to me about Lisa. "You better make sure I get my pet slut -- I want to see that hairy pussy over your face. I know all about your sick fetish for women with a lot of cunt hair. Oh yes, I know all about those filthy web sites you go to." 

Well -- to be fair both of us go to a lot of web sites. Hard to have developed our kind of sexual appetites over the years and not get into a lot of different tastes. But I digress.

Denise had gradually increased the amount of vibration I was getting from the butt plug -- and the pleasurable buzz was directly translated into my shaft. It felt like -- hell I can't describe it. Like ants walking up along the pleasure nerves from the base of my cock all along the inside to the tip of my cock.

Denise looked at me, a smirk on her face. The little bitch, god I love her so, she knew exactly what she was doing. My hand holding the glass in front of my cock had started to tremble slightly. 

"I'm going to have my new pet work hard around here, getting all hot and sweaty. I may not allow her to bathe for days at a time. Then I'll have her sit on your face, grinding that stinking hairy twat in your face." 

My cock starts to throb as I think about that. Then Denise adds in a contemplative tone. "You know, I may order her to piss into your mouth. Yes, I think I'll have her use your face as her toilet."

Not fair, not fair at all. My eyes glued to Lisa's exquisitely furred bush and now my wife bringing up some of my favorite fetishes -- just not playing by the rules. Which is why I love her so. 

In any case I groaned, my cock betraying me by drooling a rope of pre-cum into the wine glass. With a feral grin on her face Denise set the remote control to the butt plug in my ass to full, then ripped first one then the other of the clothes pin zip lines off my ball sack.

I simply -- came. Hugely, volcanically. The exquisite clash of pleasure versus pain just took me to a different plane as waves of fire and agony from my ball sack met and intersected with the intense pleasure radiating up from my prostate into my cock. I was frozen in place, luckily I held the wine glass in place as jets of my semen shot into the bowl.

I finally came back to the world, my balls really hurting, screaming to me through my nerves their anguish and pain. I stood their blinking, tears in my eyes but making sure to hold the glass in place. Good, not a single drop of my blast had splashed out onto Denise's black silk blouse.

She had turned back to the monitor, re-reading the emails back and forth between Lisa and myself. "Well you know what to do slut, drink it down. We have things to do."

I tilted the glass letting the hot white spurts of my come puddle at the base of the bowl. I brought it to my lips then upended the glass, letting the viscous fluid flow down the crystal surface to my lips. I tasted myself, as I had done so many times in the past at Denise's bidding. 

A little salty, a slight acrid note from my addiction to black coffee. I downed it, savoring the flavor. My tongue in the bowl of the glass, licking the remainder as it pooled downward.

Denise looked up to me, a smile on her face. "Good boy. Now I think you need to lay some wood in, it looks like it's going to be a chilly night and I want a fire later on." Off to be the beast of burden. Good thing we live in the sticks.

It was my turn to be top when we got the response back from Lisa, so I made sure the tables were turned. I had Denise dictate my response -- I thought it was a nice touch to have my wife telling Lisa that I wanted to see her playing with herself. 

Naturally Denise was naked as I had her type the reply, and we'd been engaged in enema play. I had already given her the first one, and she was holding onto another -- a recipe I had found that would induce cramping in the subject.

My office doesn't have a bathroom, and I was enjoying my wife's discomfort as I verbalized the image of Lisa sitting on the toilet seat, her bum open and free to do whatever she wanted. 

We had to leave the email before I could proof read it -- Denise looked delightful wriggling and squirming down the hallway trying to clench her ass cheeks together as she walked to the toilet. 

I joined her in the bathroom, watching and relishing every moment of her discomfort and embarrassment. The volume of gas and liquid she expelled was enormous -- further adding to her humiliation. I ordered her not to flush the toilet -- and let her sit in her own stink as I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out.

"Gotta piss pet, and I noticed that you dribbled a bit on your walk from the office here. Yes, I definitely saw shit stains not just down your legs but also on the floor. So since you're already filthy -- open those legs nice and wide." 

I pissed a stream of hot urine onto her cunt, soaking her pubic hair and then directing the stream between her lips. 

She hissed as I trained my flow onto her clit, then as my bladder emptied I casually let the last amount of my urine splash onto her thighs. I flicked the last of it onto her tits and belly, then held my cock out to her.

"Well then, what are you waiting for? Clean my cock and get yourself settled. We don't have all day for you to just sit on your ass slut."

I watched as she wiped her ass, then flushed the toilet. Being a guy of course there were drops of my piss on the floor in front of the toilet -- I pointed and watched as Denise licked them from the tile.

I waited as she went into the shower and rinsed off the worst of the mess from her ass and legs -- then I held out one of the special towels I had made for just for days like this. 

The towels are snowy white, high thread count tufted cotton - and I had Poop Slut embroidered in large pink script along both ends of it. Just the thing to have out when guests come over. 

Denise took it and wiped her ass and legs down, tossing it into the hamper as she exited out of the shower. 

I slapped my outer thigh and she assumed the proper position, hands and knees on the floor at a proper heel. I walked out of the bathroom and she followed, and I would point to spots in the hallway where the enema liquid had dribbled from her ass to the floor. We would stop and Denise would open her mouth wide, licking and polishing the area clean with the flat of her tongue.

We eventually returned to my office where I had her stay next to my office chair. "Slut, lick that seat clean. Your ass and cunt were touching the leather and I don't want to soil my pants." Denise took hold of both sides of the chair and thoroughly licked the leather seat of my office chair clean. 

Her position provided a most interesting view to me. Her ass in the air, her thighs apart enough I could see the plump outer lips of her cunt. They were parted slightly and her inner lips protruded out, pink and inviting. Later I think to myself, later.

Finally satisfied with her cleaning I used her head and face to dry the seat of her spittle, then directed her to kneel beside me as I proofread the email, sending it off after a couple changes. 

I'll admit I got anxious as the days went by without a response, and I was a little fearful we had overplayed our hand, that Lisa decided to move on. Denise wasn't so sure, she felt confident that we were putting just the right kind of bait out there and that Lisa would take it, hooking herself. 

Finally I got the response with the video. It came when it was my turn to be top, so it was an especially auspicious day I had thought. I waited until evening, and had Denise wear the cute secretary fuck toy outfit I like her in. I brought her into our TV/playroom and switched the screen to the PC I have in there as a media machine.

Denise already had leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, so I cinched a wide leather belt around her waist. I unbuttoned her blouse, making sure her tits were free and open to me. Then I strapped a penis gag between her ruby red lips saying "Something for you to suck on slut."

I stood in front of her, took her tits into my hands then fondled, squeezed and kneaded them. Looking in her eyes I smiled and told her "I plan to take my pleasure from your ass, my dear slutty whore."

I led her next to the ottoman in front of the couch, and had her kneel next to it facing the widescreen on the wall opposite. I pushed down on her shoulders, guiding Denise as she laid her torso down onto the rough material. 

As she moved the rough fabric scratched and pulled on her nipples, it rubbed harshly against the skin of her tits and belly. I strapped her elbows together pushing her tits forward, forcing them against the corduroy surface.

Next I leaned over and crudely gathered her hair into a pony tail, wrapping a length of sisal twine around it. I tied both ends of the twine to an eye on her belt, pulling her head back and facing the TV screen. "There, isn't that better? This keeps you from cheating -- you can't use your shoulders to give your tits any relief."

I finished by clipping a spreader bar to her ankle cuffs, then stood up to admire my work. The fabric covering that ottoman had the texture and feel of rough burlap. Bound as she was Denise's breasts and belly would get dragged and rubbed along its surface with every move. 

I lifted the hem of my wife's skirt up and over her ass, tucking it under the belt encircling her waist. Panties are not worn by fuck toy secretaries, so of course Denise wasn't wearing any. "Lisa sent us the video I asked for. But to start with, this is what she says." I read the email aloud to Denise as I applied lube to her asshole. 

I finished reading then gave her ass cheeks a good smack with my open hand. I heard a muffled moan from around the plug in Denise's mouth. "Slut. I'm going to shove my cock in your ass and then start her video." I picked up the remote, then got behind my wife's exposed ass. "You better hope what Lisa sent is good otherwise I'm going to get the strap."

I unzipped my trousers and knelt on the floor between Denise's thighs. I placed the tip of my cock against the puckered opening of her ass and started to gently push, then hit the play button. I dropped the remote onto the ottoman and grabbed her hips with both hands. 

As the video starts showing Lisa sitting on the toilet seat my cockhead was in Denise's asshole, her anal ring relaxing and submitting to me. Then I heard Lisa say "My cunt, master, for your pleasure." I bored my cock into my wife's pliant asshole, not stopping until my balls were draped over her slick cunt lips. 

I slowly fucked Denise in the ass as we watched the video. Each time Lisa would say "my cunt" I felt Denise shudder, and I'd push or move her on the rough fabric of the ottoman hurting her tits. At the point where Lisa started to lick her juices off her hand Denise orgasmed, her spasms milking and clutching at my cock. I held off a little longer before I bathed her bowels with my sperm, my orgasm triggered by Lisa's. 

I was a little disappointed as I was looking forward to hitting my wife's scrumptious ass with the strap -- or crop, cane, what have you. But, I sighed to myself -- the video was fucking awesome. There's always later.

I pulled my cock out of my wife's ass and after wiping it off on her thighs I stuffed it back into my pants, then zipped them up. I removed the penis gag from her mouth and set about freeing her hair. Her head freed Denise worked her jaw and neck and we started talking about our next moves with Lisa. Finally I detached the spreader bar and untied her arms, helping her up and off the ottoman. 

Her tits and belly were red and scuffed from the fabric she was laying on, wearing a bra for the next couple of days wouldn't be comfortable I had thought to myself. I pulled her blouse out from her skirt then pushed the tails of it into the back of belt around her waist. "That's better. Fuck toy has a nice set of tits and that blouse was getting into the way." 

We sat down on the couch and I handed her a lap board with a wireless keyboard and a mouse, letting her navigate as we plotted our next moves. I had deliberately left her skirt hem tucked up into the belt, so her ass and pussy were also exposed. The couch is leather so Denise got to sit in whatever oozed from out of her cunt and asshole.

I had my wife write a reply to Lisa, in which I praised her for the video she sent me -- I found it sexy and deliciously naughty and I wished I had been there to participate. Denise suggested I tell Lisa that I wanted a short biography from her as well as her height, weight -- all of her measurements. 

Denise and I discussed this part for a short while, she felt it was the right time so I agreed. Denise wanted us to send her items to wear and use for our enjoyment. She had done some research and found we could create an account with one of the mail box store chains -- and could give her access to the box. 

We needed to know a convenient location for her, and in that way we would get an idea of where she lived while still maintaining a level of safety for her, since she wouldn't have to give us her address. I agreed it was a great idea and so Denise added the request to the email.




Lisa Led Astray Ch. 02



Then I had Denise pick a couple of pictures from our collection to attach and she included one shot she was partial to. It was a close up of my cock and balls -- I was freshly shaved, my skin glistening from lube. I had been jacking off onto a black saucer and Denise had captured perfectly the first squirt of cum as it had left my cock. The leading edge of the shot had just come into contact with the saucer in the picture, the high sheen from the glazing on the surface of the saucer contrasting against the viscous white semen.

We both proofread the email then sent it. I took the lap board away and smiled broadly at her. "I felt very disappointed you know." I stood up setting the lap board on the ottoman, then picked up a riding crop I had set aside. "I wanted so much to use the strap on your ass." 

I looked at the crop thoughtfully, then sighed. "But Lisa's video was so good I couldn't." Denise looked at me, her tits free and framed nicely by her opened blouse, a look of apprehension on her face. I make a show of looking at her, concentrating on her ass and hips. "What a mess you made on the couch cushion." She cast her eyes down, but the ghost of a smile was on her lips.

I pointed to the floor in front of the couch with the crop. "Naughty fuck toy sitting in puddles of sperm. Assume the position. Four stripes while you clean up your mess." Denise stood up, turned to face the couch then went to her knees.

"Hands behind your back slut." Denise brought them backward and I clipped her wrist cuffs to rings on the belt around her waist. I leaned over her, my hands on her shoulder blades pushing her torso down onto the cushion, her face just above the cold sticky mess that had oozed from her ass. 

I stood back enjoy the view of my wife's gorgeous ass, her thighs open and inviting. "We don't have all night slut, clean up that mess." Denise opens her mouth and started to lick up the combination of anal lube and my come from the leather cushion. 

I stand off to the side, raise my arm up and brought the crop down onto the bottom of my wife's ass, just above where it meets her thighs. I watched as the skin slightly dimpled around the shaft of the crop, her involuntary clenching of her cheeks, her jerking down into the couch - and I heard her quiet whimper.

The hot blood surged into my cock and it tent poled the front of my slacks. I knew I would be paying for this when we switched and I was the bottom -- my balls were likely to be in for some special attention. But I savored the moment, relishing the faint outline of the first welt she would be displaying for a couple of days.

I looked at the couch and saw that Denise had most of the spot licked clean. I brought the crop down again, moving up her ass so as to leave a space between the two stripes. I heard the gasp escape her lips, saw her lick up and swallow the last of my sperm that had leaked onto the leather. "Now give that spot a good polish while I finish." 

Denise pushed her tongue out as far as she could and flattened it as she worked the leather of the seat with it. I reached down with my hand to fondle her ass, sticking a finger between her open thighs into her cunt. She was sopping, her cunt loose and I easily sunk it deeply into her. She sighed, pushing back towards me.

I twisted my hand around causing my finger to twirl in her cunt hole. I pulled it out and again leaned over her, bringing my hand to her face. "Lick your slime off my finger slut." She turned her head towards my hand and eagerly licked her juices off it.

My finger clean of her juices I stood up and gave her a third blow with the crop, again aiming for another stripe just above the first two. She bit her lip on that one, her eyes closed and rode the sting out. I decided to fuck with her a little bit, break her concentration.

"When we get your fuck toy here, and I'm the top I'm going to have you lay on the floor beneath her, your face below her furry crotch. Then I'm going to fuck her pussy." Ah, Denise was listening -- she'd opened her eyes and was listening to what I was saying. Good. I reached down and fondled one of her hanging tits.

"And I'm going to fill that young sweet pussy with my come. I know you will want it -- you'll punish me by not letting me come for a month. Such a cum slut." Ah, a shiver? A ghost of a smile on my wife's face? "And I'll play along when I'm the top -- I'll save my load for when Lisa finally gives herself to us. And I'll fuck her the first night I'm the top, right above your face." 

That got her, I saw her hands clench then relax -- good, a sign she's getting into my fantasy. "Those plump, furry outer lips just above you. Those pretty, rose colored inner lips just begging to be in your mouth. My sperm oozing from her fuck hole, dripping down her folds to her throbbing clit, erect and huge just above your lips - slut."

Denise actually licked her lips at that point --I had been watching for her to close her eyes. "The first droplets of her juices mixed with my semen drip from her clit into your waiting mouth, coating your tongue. The flavor of our mixture explodes in your mouth." 

The moment I'd been waiting for, Denise closed her eyes to imagine the scene. I brought my arm back fast and aimed for the spot -- the mid-point of her ass, the fleshiest part -- just above the last stripe I had laid in. The crop landed perfectly -- equal on both cheeks and exactly where I aimed. Her eyes bugged wide open, she gasped. 

I put the crop down next to her. "I want a bath slut, and if you get it done right you may join me. After my bath I want to fuck your pussy. Let's go." I walked out of our playroom, Denise got to her feet to follow - with some difficulty as her hands were still clipped behind her. 

I was curious to see how well she would do getting the bath going with just her mouth.



Lisa Led Astray Ch. 03



Lisa replies a few days later suggesting a couple of mail box stores in her area, and she includes her various measurements. Her bio is short -- she's a nerd, she's introverted, and it's hard for her to make friends. Her path was high school to college to a good job, and there wasn't a lot of dating for her in any of the three. 

She thinks she's too plain looking, still dates infrequently if at all. The small number of sexual encounters she's had has been with other nerdy types -- they've been furtive, awkward and transitory. 

Lisa's known for years she preferred older men, but the ones who have been attracted to her tended to be in her words perv's. Guys who were too obviously looking to have an affair or just a quick hook up.

She had been raised with the attitude that porn was wrong, but curiosity and horniness eventually got the better of her and she recently started consuming it on-line. That's how she stumbled onto the Lit site and then to my stories. 

Lisa's reaction on discovering porn was surprising, she really liked it. And it didn't take her long to find BDSM and other, more interesting tastes. She was further amazed to find the more extreme porn just fired her up, got her even hotter. 

Not surprisingly she was also brought up with the idea that nice girls didn't play with themselves. She tried it of course, but it was never really satisfying. But once she started consuming porn that changed. It felt like this itch she had to scratch whenever she went on her now daily visits to the various porn sites she had bookmarked.

And while playing with herself felt good, there were all these sex toys people were using. They fascinated her, and she wanted to try some of them for herself. So after thinking, then obsessing about it for a couple of months she got her courage up to go to an adult store a few towns away. 

She was captivated with all the things she saw there -- hugely turned on but very nervous. She bought the ball gag she's used in the pictures to us as well as a couple of other items then hurried back home, hornier and more excited than ever before.

During the drive back to her apartment she couldn't stop thinking about the toys she just bought for herself, how she'd be using them. By the time she got home her panties were soaked, a very new and novel experience. 

Lisa had no sooner got in the door to her place then she tore open the bag of toys, inserted batteries where needed and rushed with them into her bedroom. Lisa dropped them onto her bed then nearly ripped her clothes off tossing them everywhere. She grabbed her laptop and jumped in amongst her new toys. She used them while reading a couple of my stories that happened to be amongst her favorites -- and after some very satisfying orgasms she decided to write to me, giving feedback. 

She was surprised and embarrassed at first when my response was delivered into her email inbox the following day -- she had expected it to be an anonymous comment, so she checked the site again. She felt sheepish that she'd misread the instructions, but by then felt flattered by the attention and was taken by my thanking her for reading. 

As our email exchange started Lisa found herself drawn into the snippets and pieces of stories I'd send her. Almost from the start she found herself fantasizing about being my lover, putting herself into the scenarios I'd write about. As my emails concentrated on the themes of both dominance and seduction Lisa realized that she was identifying with the role, and that she had become hopeful my intentions weren't solely in remaining as a pen pal. 

When I sent the story snippet about the younger girl brought to a party by her older master to be used sexually by his circle of friends Lisa decided to act. She had a digital camera and figured it was time to take some selfies. That was first picture Lisa sent, and when I shared it with Denise that helped her decide that Lisa might become our pet.

And Lisa really liked that first picture Denise had picked to send to her. Lisa thought I had a nice cock, and then she wrote something that made both of us think she was done nibbling the bait, and was ready to get hooked. Lisa remarked it was obvious I hadn't taken the picture myself, and made the observation that a pair of lips ready to receive the stream of cum would be a wonderfully sexy shot -- she of course was volunteering her lips. Further she was hoping the person taking the picture was another woman, she thought that would make the scene even hotter.

Finished reading Denise turns to me, a grin on her face. "Looks like Lisa wants to play, I think we'll be meeting sooner rather than later. But let's keep it like it's just you answering her for now, I don't want to overplay our hand." I agreed. Besides it was wickedly fun seducing the girl as a husband-wife team.

Lisa included a couple more pictures with her reply, explaining she wanted to show off the toys she had bought. In them she's again wearing her mask and has the ball gag strapped between those full sexy lips of hers. She's also wearing a cheap looking pink dog collar around her neck and has one clothespin apiece clipped to her large yummy looking nipples. Last of all she's using a jack rabbit style vibrator, the first shot she's teasing her clit with the tip and the second she's sliding it between her spread pussy lips.

Denise checks the store locations Lisa suggested -- and we're pleasantly surprised she doesn't live that far away. Plus Lisa didn't stint on providing measurements, which is perfect for our next move. Denise makes plans to set up an account with one of the stores, and tells me she'll make sure Lisa is an authorized user. 

Then we spend a fun and sexy time excitedly ordering a number things for our Lisa, shipping it all here. Denise wants to package it all as a single gift, wrapping things up in tissue with ribbons and the like. I like the idea as it gives us the chance to make sure price tags and invoices don't get included. 

After our shopping is done we send Lisa my reply; first thanking her for the bio, her measurements and most of all for her pictures. Denise has me tell her that from what I see she's doing herself a disservice by saying she's plain looking, that I think she looks lovely and sexy as hell. Oh, and she should expect some packages to arrive over the next week or so - and that I would be sending the address and account information in a few days.

And Denise adds another picture from our collection. This time I had taken the shot -- I was straddling her face, my balls between her lips and her tongue is lapping my sack. She's wearing a leather halter/harness, its straps encircling her bare breasts and there's a pair of chained clamps attached to her erect nipples. 

The picture is of my cock pointing towards her cleavage, and I had just shot a nice load over both of her tits. Denise added a caption to the picture before she attached it to the email -- "Looking for a luscious pair of lips".

The next day is Saturday, and it's my turn to be the bottom. We're in the kitchen and I'm naked under the table while Denise is seated in front of me, wearing a clingy, satiny robe that's open, exposing her pussy. 

I was woken by Denise wrapping a locking black leather strap around my ball sack. After my morning piss she clipped a leash to it and had me assume the position on the floor, and I followed her at a heel to the kitchen and I took my spot under the table. 

Denise had made herself some coffee, and was sipping it after seating herself at the table. She's checking email on her tablet while I'm lightly running the tip of my tongue along her inner thighs, cleaning up the residue from our fucking the night before. "That was quick. Lisa's already responded to us, I'll read it for you since you're busy slut." My wife's pet name for me the days when I'm the bottom.

In the email Lisa's gushing over the picture I had sent her, writing she'd spent the evening playing with herself. She fantasized about wearing the same kind of harness and being in the scene, getting forced to lick my come off the tits in the picture. Lisa adds that she's reveling in taking pictures of herself for my enjoyment, and is asking for hints as to what I bought her.

Denise runs her fingers through my hair, pulling me towards her pussy. "I think we have her hook line and sinker. Slut, after breakfast let's get her package ready." Denise had taken her morning pee before wrapping the collar around my ball sack, and I began running my tongue between her pussy folds. I was enjoying the sour/tangy, slightly salty flavor and the musky aroma of her cunt as I delicately licked the opening to her urethra clean. 

Denise puts the tablet down and pushes her chair back, getting up to make a quick breakfast. She has me stay and I kneel under the kitchen table, admiring how the wrap she picked clings to her shapely ass and legs. 

She pours some coffee into my special bowel and puts it down, then allows me out of my stay. I amble over like a good doggy and lap it up. It's a nice ceramic dog bowl so the coffee stays hot. I make sure to keep my thighs open and get rewarded with Denise running her toes along my ball sack. 

Denise fixes her plate and turns to the table, and I take my spot under it as she starts to sit down. I curl up on the floor, my face at her feet. She taps my mouth impatiently with her foot and I begin licking her toes clean. When she finishes her breakfast she gets up and scrapes the remainder from her plate into another dog bowl, adds some more from what's on the stove and sets it down on the floor next to my coffee. "Okay slut boy, come and get it."

After breakfast Denise has me clean the kitchen while she takes her shower and gets ready for the day, and I do the same after I'm done getting the kitchen spotless. I head back into the kitchen and see Denise standing at the table, a small pile of tissue packages stacked around a medium sized box. "Get the package tape from the drawer would you? Then get dressed, we're going to get this shipped today."

We head into town and get the package shipped to the account Denise created. We have a nice lunch and leisurely drive back home, where Denise writes an email to Lisa using my name. She lets her know a package is coming, and gives the tracking number. Then Denise instructs Lisa that she can't open the package until she's been given permission.

Over the next few days Lisa and I exchange numerous emails -- she's showing more excitement and curiosity with each one about the contents of the package we sent to her. I really don't think the poor girl ever had anyone outside of her family get interested in her, and certainly not as a woman. 

Over coffee I bring this up to Denise. She thinks about it, responds "I wonder if our Lisa is a secret Cinderella. At first I saw her as an ugly duckling, but the way she responds, I don't know." Denise takes a sip of her coffee, thinks a couple of minutes and continues. "I'd expect, I guess, more cynicism from her if she felt she was an ugly duckling." She starts to laugh and points a finger at me. "Oh boy, is she in for a rude surprise if she thinks you're her prince! Randy old goat is more like it."

I make a face at her, remind her that old or not I seem to keep her satisfied. Giggling Denise heartily agrees on that score. So with that in mind I decide to increase the tension in my emails to Lisa. And Denise helps, editing and adding her feminine insight.

I kept the general theme of the good girl seduced into a life of sensual pleasure at the hands of an older man as the foundation, but now I add a couple of other elements to the vignettes I send to her. I introduce the idea of the girl becoming a concubine to an established couple, and add a touch of the fairy princess myth as well. We get very enthusiastic replies and several more pictures. 

Denise is of course very pleased with Lisa's responses. And I continue to develop the concubine/fairly princess theme in my email exchanges from that point on. I find it amusing how well the two interchange -- exchange poor drudge who becomes a pampered princess whose prince charming gives her everything they want with the lonely, unhappy good girl seduced into life as a concubine to an indulged couple, filled with sensual pleasures and the fairy tale damn near writes itself. 

It was mid-week when Lisa emails, letting me know that the package had arrived and she had picked it up. She was excitedly asking if she had my permission to open it. I waited until Denise got home from work and as we set dishes out for dinner I ask what her plans are -- we need to give Lisa some instructions.

Denise grins hugely at me. "Let me handle it -- and if Lisa follows my directions you'll be in for a nice surprise Saturday evening. Let's eat, then after dinner go shoo -- watch TV or something." I'm a little disappointed as it's the night I'm the bottom -- obviously Denise is going to be too busy to play games.

Friday evening rolls around and Denise is almost giddy when she comes home from work. As we sit down for dinner she tells me that I'm in for a treat tonight, not tomorrow as she thought. I look at her and smile, my eyebrows arching up to match my question. "So Lisa has something for us?"

"Oh yes! She followed my instructions to the letter -- after dinner I'm going to take a bath while you clean up the kitchen." She sips her wine appreciatively, setting it down to continue. "Candles and wine in the bedroom -- then I want you scrubbed clean and in bed." 

We hurry through dinner and Denise leaves to get her bath. I take care of the kitchen, then pick out a nice wine. I uncork it so it can breathe, bringing the bottle and some glasses into our bedroom. I set out candles and light them, then turn down the bed. 

Denise comes out of the bathroom wearing a white cotton robe, approves the candles I had set out and inspects the wine I picked. "Good choice, now get cleaned up and into bed."

I brush my teeth then take a quick yet thorough shower. I dry myself then walk back into the bedroom -- my cock semi-erect in anticipation of the surprise Denise has for me. I see she's not in there, so I do as she instructed and after pouring out the wine and setting the glasses on the nightstand get into bed.

I get settled, plumping my pillows while laying on my back on top of the duvet and then Denise makes her entrance. She's wearing a black lace six strap suspender belt with matching black seamed stockings, and black stiletto heeled feathered bedroom mules. And she's topped her look off with very retro red lipstick. 

She struts into the room, stopping at the foot of the bed, hands on her hips. "I think someone's happy to see me" she purrs out. My cock had sprung to attention, eagerly ready to serve.

Denise chuckles, turns to the TV at the opposite wall from the foot of the bed, affording me a long look at her ass. My wife has a great ass, and it's framed perfectly by her suspender belt and the straps holding her stockings in place. She inserts a USB stick into a port and using the remote turns the set on. She then walks over to the bed, and with a satisfied sigh lays down next to me. "Here, Lisa sent us another video and it's on that memory stick. Get it going will you?"

She lays her head on my shoulder as I navigate to the drive, and open the video file. It starts up, showing a small but neat living room and then Lisa makes an entrance of her own. She's wearing almost the identical outfit as Denise has on -- and it's just as hot on her as it is on my wife. But she's still wearing her mask, dammit. And she's wearing a pair of black silk panties.

Lisa walks into the center of the frame and slowly turns around, her forearms behind her head causing her large full breasts to lift up. "Master, thank you so much for this gorgeous lingerie. I hope you like it as much as I do." She stops her turn as her ass is centered in the frame, then slowly bends over arching her back. 

The panties she's wearing are thin and clingy, enhancing and showcasing the globes and cleft of her ass. "Master, I hope you like my ass. I think it's a little large but I catch men looking at it all the time." I certainly can see why. 

Lisa isn't a rail thin girl, but she's not chubby either. Her hips are nicely rounded and her ass is just on the full side, but it's perfect. Smooth and heart shaped, I could happily bury either my face or cock between those cheeks. Or just as eagerly spank them.

Lisa slowly stands straight up, turning her head around to look into the camera. "And master, these stockings make my legs look beautiful, don't you think?" I would have to agree! Her thighs are just right, not too thick, not too thin -- a perfect match to her ass.

Denise brings her hand to my balls and starts to caress them as Lisa turns back around to face the camera. Her voice gets a little lower, throatier. "But master, you didn't exactly explain the entire situation, did you?" Uh oh, now I'm a little confused. Denise rises up on her side and she's smirking down at me.

Lisa's voice continues from the TV. "Mistress told me everything. She wants me to tell you to pause this video so she can explain." She brings her hands to her breasts and caresses them. "Mistress told me to play with my tits while she talks with you, master."

I hit the pause button on the remote as Denise brings herself up, leaning on her arm so she's looking down at me, and she's chuckling. "I contacted Lisa right after dinner the other evening -- and after a couple of exchanges I introduced myself as the pair of tits she wanted to lick your sperm off of."

My cock twitches unconsciously on that thought, and I bring a hand up to play with one of her nipples. "How did that go? How did she react?"

Denise smiles, stroking my shaft gently with just her fingertips. "Fine really, it seemed to rouse her even more. I got tired of typing and gave her our Skype account and we talked -- setting this up. Now, get back to the video."

I get the video going and we're treated with watching Lisa playing with her tits for a couple of minutes, smiling thru those luscious sexy lips at us. She gives both nipples a pinch and stops, bringing her hands to her side. "Mistress sent me more things, and asked that I video my putting them on." 

She walks a little closer to the camera and kneels down, picking up something that's out of view. Denise has settled back down into my shoulder, her breasts pressed warm and soft against my skin. Lisa brings up something into the shot and it's a leather wrist cuff. She inspects it, opening it and stroking the leather. "I was scared after I untied the ribbon and opened the tissue wrapping these." Lisa looks into the camera, her green eyes soft and her face solemn. 

"Mistress and I were talking on Skype when I unwrapped these. She must have sensed I got scared, and I think she heard me start to cry." Lisa looks down at the cuff, then starts putting it on. "Mistress, I understand the choice you gave me. I did start to cry, because I was scared when I saw these." Lisa puts the tongue of the locking strap into the buckle, looks into the camera. "I was scared because when I opened the package I wanted to wear these. I felt this wave of desire, to be in your arms, both of you."

Lisa finishes buckling the cuff, picks up another and wraps it around her other wrist. "And I was scared because when I saw these I understood - I want to live the life in the stories you've been sending me master." Lisa looks into the camera, relaxed and happy looking. "I'm not scared now." Once the cuff is buckled she reaches forward and brings a black leather collar into the image frame.

Lisa looks straight into the camera, a sexy smile on her full lips. "Mistress, I've decided I want you to put this on me. I can't wait to meet both of you next weekend." She turns the collar around in her hands, bringing it up to her masked nose and inhales deeply. "Mmm, the leather smells so rich, and it feels so soft in my hands. I'm glad we talked mistress, and that you've made plans to come out here. I feel like I'm bursting -- I can't wait to see you."




Lisa Led Astray Ch. 03



Denise chuckles again, puts a finger on my lips to stop me from asking questions. Lisa puts the collar down, then reaches with both hands to her mask. "I want to thank you for your presents, do something in return." She starts to pull it way from her face. "Besides, we're going to be seeing each other soon enough."

Now Denise gasps -- I'm guessing this wasn't planned. Lisa slowly removes the mask from her face. She's attractive, not pretty. Her chestnut hair frames a narrow face; her cheekbones are sharp and her nose is large. But her green eyes are warm and lively and her lips make me want them around my cock. 

She smiles back at the camera. "Now mistress, I need to move things around so I can comply with the next part of your orders. I'll be back soon." And the video goes dark for a moment -- Denise asks me to pause it again.

"So I guess we're going on a trip next weekend?" I ask my wife. She gives my cock a stroke and rolls off the bed, walking over to our closet.

"Yes -- I've made the reservations. I wanted to surprise you, but I'm glad my pet brought it up. Now get into the center of the bed like a good boy, I have plans for the rest of the evening." I pick up my wine glass and take a couple of sips, watching her rummage through some boxes in our closet and pulling out items. Satisfied for the moment with her choices Denise returns to the bed.

I see she's brought out wrist and ankle cuffs, so I put my glass down and move to the middle of the mattress, holding my arms out to her. When Denise gets to the side of the bed she claps my wrists into the leather cuffs. I had put in pad eyes and what not on the under frame of the bed years ago, and now that the kids are gone we just leave rope clipped to them. She brings the line closest to her out from under the head of the bed and secures my one wrist. She struts around the bed and secures my other.

One of the items she had pulled from the closet was a foam bolster. "Lift your ass up slut." I lift my bottom off the bed and she slides the bolster under it. Then she wraps cuffs around my ankles, but this time returns to the closet.

My wife pulls out a spreader bar, and while humming tunelessly to herself walks to the foot of the bed, securing the ankle cuffs to the ends of the bar. "That's better, now..." and goes back into the closet for a few more things.

Returning to the bed she places a small basket down next to me, then makes sure I'm propped up enough so I can see the screen. Denise picks up her wine glass and sips, then reaches for my chest, grabs one of my nipples and pinches, hard. She sets the glass down and picks up the remote from off the bed, saying "Lisa's good at following orders slut. She did this Wednesday night after we talked, and then my pet shipped what I told her to back to me next day service."

She turns the video back on, and after a couple of seconds it shows a small bedroom. The cam must be at the foot of the bed as that's what's in focus -- and Lisa comes into the shot by getting onto the bed. "Master, mistress wants me to explain why I'm keeping my panties on. She gave me instructions to pick out one or two of my favorite stories and then read them aloud to both of you." 

Lisa picks up something that was out of view of the camera and displays it in the frame. "And mistress sent me this -- I'm to use it on my pussy while reading. Mistress thank you -- this looks so much prettier than the one I had been using before." It's one of the new styles of vibrator, all rounded and it sits in the users palm. Denise swears by hers.

Lisa brings it to her face and caresses her cheek with it, smiles sexily and talks into the camera. "And now master, my gift to you. Mistress told me you have a thing for women's panties. She instructed me to play with myself through these panties, to get them soaked." 

Lisa leans back on her pillows, then languidly strokes her pussy lips under the silk fabric of her panties. "Mistress ordered me to come as much as I can. Then I'm to send them back to her -- she should be getting them out for you soon."

I look over to Denise and she's smiling at me, pulling a tissue wrapped package from the basket she had placed on the bed. She puts the video on hold, then unwraps it revealing a zip locked plastic bag -- she opens it and removes another tissue wrapped bundle. She brings it closer to my face and removes the wrapping, revealing a pair of black silk panties. "Just for you slut - our pet Lisa's worn, silk panties."

My cock throbs as my wife carefully takes Lisa's panties and caresses my face with them. I take in a deep breath and inhale the aroma from them -- perfume, talc and a musky, heady scent. "My goodness, your cock looks like it just got -- fuller -- you slut." Denise barely brushes my lips with the silk and I shiver. 

Denise pulls the silk panties over my head, making sure the gusset that had been against Lisa's pussy is right up against my nose and lips, checking that I'm able to see through the leg holes. "Now, before I turn the video back on. We're going to see Lisa next weekend, and I recall something you said about you not coming until we see her." She smiles wickedly down at me, and I look back at her -- I'm not ready to plead yet but!

Denise chuckles at the look I'm giving her. "Oh no, I'm going to have you cum tonight. But I think I came up with a way to keep you from wanting to play with your cock for at least a few days." With that she pulls out some more items from the basket and sets them onto my chest and belly. 

"Now, for something to keep your mind off of what I'm doing..." she clicks the play button on the remote and I watch Lisa settle back on her bed. She's holding a sheaf of paper in one hand and slowly rubbing the palm vibrator against her pussy with the other. She starts reading out loud, and it's a good story -- lots of ass worship. 

Meanwhile Denise has put on a pair of black nitrile gloves, and is rubbing my cock head with an alcohol wipe. Finished she plops it on my chest, then opens up a tube of surgical lube. She smiles down at me, almost clinically, then squirts a glob of the lube onto the top of my cock.

The gel's cold but it also feels bracing -- and she starts to rub it around my piss hole which feels really good. I'm treated to quite a view from my vantage point -- my wife kneeling besides me, her pretty tits hanging as she's manipulating my cock, her trim waist and fine ass nicely framed with the black suspender belt she's wearing. In the background Lisa is reclined on her back masturbating -- she's stopped reading for the moment, her eyes are closed and she's smiling. And of course with her panties over my face I'm inhaling her scent with each and every breath. 

My wife holds the base of my very erect cock with one of her hands, and attempts to penetrate my urethra with tip of the little finger from her other. This is something she's recently become interested in doing to me -- I was fearful of the idea at first, but after reading about it and watching videos of guys have it done to them I've become intrigued. 

I try to relax 'down there', not resist her attempts to penetrate my piss hole. Lisa opens her eyes on the video, and continues reading the story. Denise stops trying to insert her finger into me and lifts a curious looking device off my belly. She lets go of my cock with her other hand and uses it to grasp the tube of lube she had used on my cock head.

The device looks like a length of rubber tube with a stainless steel plug on the end. The plug is tapered like a narrower butt plug, but instead of a flared base or ring where the plug narrows the rubber tube is connected. Denise holds it up and grins wickedly as she lubes up the stainless part and shows it to me -- I see that it's a hollow tube. "I got this and some other cock toys before we ordered the stuff for Lisa. This looked fascinating, the stainless part is inserted into the subs cock but since it's hollow, the victim can pee or come." 

She gives me a wicked smile and continues. "Now while that sounds like fun what I really like is I can direct where all the fluid from your cock goes to. Better yet -- well, I think I want to keep this next part a surprise." 

Satisfied its lubed enough my wife once again grabs the base of my cock with one hand and brings the tip of the plug against my piss hole with her other. She begins to slowly insert it into my cock and while it feels weird at first -- I start to like it.

On the video Lisa stops reading again, her eyes closed and she's writhing sensuously on the bed. Denise twists the probe, keeping a gentle pressure on it as it slowly inserts into my cock. Lisa smiles and opens he eyes again, and instead of reading her story says huskily "Thank you for the vibe mistress, it feels wonderful on my cunt. I'm glad you told me it was okay to come -- I don't think I could stop myself while using it." She goes back to reading the story, and I see Denise finished inserting the plug into my cock.

My cock head looks strange -- a black rubber tube snakes from my tip and loops around down to my balls. Denise picks up another package from out of the basket and holds it up for me to see. It's a pack of hypodermic needles and I tense up. She looks down at me and clucks "Oh don't be such a wuss slut. You know I like your cock too much to damage it." 

I must not look too convinced because she sighs, saying "Look, see -- these are the short ones. Only a half inch long. Don't worry and stop being such a little bitch, bitch." She giggles on that one, and frankly I don't feel any more relieved.

Lisa has once again stopped reading the story, instead she put the sheaf of papers down and is playing with her tits while slowly running the vibe over her panty covered cunt. My body heat has warmed those panties as they caress my face, and her aroma is getting stronger. Denise opens the package of needles and pulls one out of its protective sleeve, turning it around in her fingers.

She bends over my cock and I tense up more. She grabs my shaft with her hand to steady it and brings the tip of the needle to the top of the crown of my cock head and pushes it in. I groan out, anticipating pain but I'm surprised there isn't any. It just feels -- strange. 

Denise looks at my face and laughs, saying "See silly, I told you. Now just lay still and watch my pet play with herself while I make your cock head all nice and pretty." She takes another needle from the package and after removing it from its sleeve and inserts it next to the first one. 

I look down and see that Denise isn't pushing the needles all the way into my glans, she's just inserting them partway into the meat, leaving a good quarter inch of the needle shaft exposed. I feel a little relieved, until I realize the head of my cock is going to look like a pin cushion in a short period of time. Turnabout is going to be a bitch I think to myself grimly.

To take my mind off of what my wife is doing to my cock I bring my attention back to the video of Lisa. It looks like she's totally forgotten about reading the story as she's lost in playing with herself. I watch as she's pinching and pulling on her nipples, and she brings the vibe up to her mouth to lick the side that's been in contact with her cunt. I feel a shiver start in my belly and travel down to my balls watching her, anticipation mounting to our finally meeting the coming weekend.

In the video she licks the vibe, and I watch her tremble as she gives her nipple a vicious squeeze. She opens her eyes, looking like she's come back to earth. "Mistress, I - I'm sorry -- I'll get back to the story. I started fantasizing about next weekend; and between that, this story and thinking about master enjoying my panties I got carried away."

Which doesn't help things at all. I feel what she says go straight to my cock -- at this point I'm sporting what used to be called a diamond cutter. I can feel my balls pumping sperm I'm so damn turned on, and what Denise is doing to my cock head is just adding fuel to the fire.

I look down and from what I can see she's finished putting a ring of hypodermic needles into the corona of my cock head. The plastic collar at the base of each needle is a hot pink color, kind of feminine I think to myself. 

I watch Denise put the pack of syringe needles into the basket and then pick up something else -- she holds up a package labeled acupuncture needles for me to see. She smiles to herself as she opens the seal, then pulls a plastic sleeve from the box - and I regret watching what she's doing. 

While the box says needles -- I'm seeing spikes about three or more inches long with a plastic handle only going about half way down the shaft. Those things can go completely through my cock and leave a nice amount out the other side before the plastic handle would come to rest against my skewered dick. 

"Uh, dear -- we never discussed a safe word before because we never needed it -- but - STOP!" I panic, pulling my arms towards me, fighting the urge to kick up to get out of where I'm at.

"Oh stop being such a pussy." Denise looks at me with a pained as well as a hurt expression. "I'm surprised at you..." She stops and it's clear she's realizing I'm reacting with fear, and a sheepish look starts on her face. 

"Hmm, uh, well - if the shoe was on the other foot I'd be worried too." She sighs, continuing. "So time to fess up -- I bought more than a few needle packs and I figured on taking what I give out. " I feel a little better, our unspoken covenant still exists. "But listen -- trust me. I'm not going to damage your cock, I love it and you too much. I'm just going to - hurt it a little."

Yeah, I'm the one tied up but feel like a shit heel for questioning my wife. I look up at the ceiling and realize that this is one of those moments. Do I trust her? If I don't, well needless to say this may be the end of so many years of fun yet I get out with my cock not looking like something that belongs on a shish kabob plate.

On the gripping hand -- a very good reference considering my position -- I look into my wife's eyes. We've been through a lot, and it hasn't been just sex. Kids, mortgage, good times and bad. The one constant -- we were there for each other. 

Still, I hate needles. Then the ludicrous image of attempting to explain why I've got all these punctures in my penis to the staff at an emergency room flashes through my head and I mentally cringe with embarrassment. I remember I'm wearing another woman's worn panties on my head and my humiliation grows. And I really do hate needles. But I love my wife, this is something she wants to do and we have trusted each other through the years.

I relax, take some deep breaths bringing my panic under control, and submit to her. "Yes, I trust you. Sorry -- the needles scared me. You're my wife and I love you, and I know you love me. I'll be good, I promise."

Denise leans over my face and pulls Lisa's panties up. She kisses me on my lips -- we both get overcome with emotion. This was a hurdle neither of us anticipated -- and we surmounted it. Her tongue enters my mouth and I surrender completely.

Denise sits up and gently pulls Lisa's panties back over my nose and lips. "Thanks dear. Ever since I saw that one -- I think it was Bill Ward - cartoon years ago I've wanted to do this." She sits up and picks the sleeve of acupuncture needles up off my chest. "The first time I saw that cartoon I got so hot. There's this big titted dom and she has this guy tied in a chair. His cock is huge and his glans looks like a pincushion. And she's getting ready to stick more in. Thank you for letting me fulfill my fantasy."

I glance up and see that Lisa is cumming again on the video -- the crotch of her panties are soaked and the thin fabric has molded against the mounds of her outer labia. She's panting, moaning through her orgasm. Her soft rounded belly trembles and shakes as her orgasm peaks, her face flushed and her nipples erect. Then she relaxes, caressing her tits and once again licking the underside of the vibe.

Lisa giggles, looks at the camera. "Mistress, I hope I'm pleasing you. I'm trying to read the story for you and master but I just keep coming. Let me get to where I left off..." and she picks up the bundle of papers and starts to read out loud again.

After my initial panic I find myself drifting into a comfortable pleasure zone. Watching and listening to Lisa coupled with the aroma from her panties is getting me hot. My wife kneeling next to me dressed in the classic femdom black suspender belt, stockings, and black stiletto mules is getting me hotter. And with both Denise and Lisa wearing the same very retro red shade of lipstick on their lips it's like a white hot wire is sending these images and scents from my brain straight to my cock.

And then my cock. It's red, shiny and both feels and looks distended. My balls are starting to ache with my need to spew the load of come I've been building. The plug in my urethra is generating pleasure signals in nerve endings I really was never aware of before. That's all counterbalanced by the throb of the pins Denise has ringed my cock head with, coupled with the sharp stab of each needle she pushes into the meat of my glans.

I stare at my cock. My glans looks -- alien. Like a pink and silver sea urchin has taken residence in place of the normal plum shaped helmet. Small trickles of blood are oozing down my shaft, and the itching pain from the needles is slowly increasing. It feels like a small army of ants has arrived, biting and stinging into the flesh of my cock.

Denise looks at me, sees that I'm watching her. She gently runs a fingertip over the pincushion that's become the top of my cock and the needles move, sending a confusing wave of pleasure/pain to my brain. She grins, lifting a condom she had fitted to the end of the tube coming from my cock. 

There's a small puddle of clear viscous liquid at the tip of the condom. "You've been leaking pre-cum for quite a while slut. I'm saving all this for you -- now do you see why I put that plug into your cum hole?" She gently shakes the latex sheath and I feel the vibrations travel up the tube to the stainless steel plug in my urethra. I involuntarily clench my kegel muscles and my cock twitches, causing the pins to wave. That feels -- weird.

I look past her to the TV. Lisa has once again given up reading the story, instead she's paying full attention to satisfying herself. She's snaked one hand under the gusset of her panties and it looks like she's finger fucking herself with it, while still running the palm vibe over her clit. Her voice comes through the speaker and she's babbling. "Oh god, oh god, mistress I -- oh my god -- uhgnn -- master thank you..." 

Denise sees I'm watching the TV and turns to look herself. "My my, pet is certainly enjoying herself." She turns her head to look at me and I change my focus back to her. "And I really do want to watch you fuck her, then have your cum slowly drip out of her hairy cunt hole into my mouth." She licks her lips and I feel a twinge running from the base of my cock to its poor mangled tip.

"But I don't want you to enjoy fucking her too much slut, which is why I've sunk my mark into the tip of your cock. I want you to think of tonight with each thrust you make into her cunt hole." And with that Denise puts the remainder of the acupuncture needles and whatever else she left on my chest and belly into the basket.

Denise puts the basket at the foot of the bed, between my feet then turns back to me. She tugs Lisa's panties off my face and wraps the silky fabric around the shaft of my cock. I involuntarily thrust my groin upwards and groan at the same time. "Not yet slut, it's my turn first."

Denise stands up on the bed, turns to face the TV screen and sits full on my face. Her sopping wet cunt slides on my lips, her puffy outer lips open and her exposed inner lips part as my tongue eagerly slips between them. Her stocking encased legs feel smooth, sensuous against the side of my face. Denise moves and adjusts herself so that my nose is engulfed by her cunt hole. I lick upwards and I feel her shiver, I lightly stroke her clit with my tongue tip and Denise sighs with satisfaction.




Lisa Led Astray Ch. 03



"Make me come slut and I'll stroke your cock with our new pet's panties" Denise purrs out to me. I flick the tip of my tongue along her clit, from base to tip and she shudders, grinding her cunt onto my face. I pull on my arms, using my bindings and elbows to give me upward leverage and I pump my nose into her cunt, at the same time jamming my lips against her slit. 

Denise is waving her fingers over the pins she placed into the meat of my cock head, causing me to jerk and twitch my crotch away from her. She begins to wipe her cunt up and down on my face, and her slick hot fluids are dripping past my lips to my cheeks. I feel the hand she had been using to play with the pins stuck into my glans leave my cock, then become encircled around my ball sack.

"I'm close slut" she growls, and I feel pain, jagged and raw clawing from my balls to my gut as she squeezes them hard. "So close" she gasps and I flick my tongue fast and rough onto her clit. "Oh -- yesssss" she hisses, this time grinding down so hard my face hurts. In the background I'm hearing Lisa pant and moan -- both women seem to be in synch with their need to come. 

Denise unknowingly acknowledges my thought. "God that bitch is coming again, she's so fucking adorable -- I want that furry cunt in my face - oh, yeah..." She starts to twist and writhe on my face, her juices flowing from her cunt hole down and past my lips, it feels like it's pooling into my pillow. "Oh god, yesssss she's going to cum again, and so -- ahhmmm -- ohhgodohhhgo-ohd" Denise shrieks as she comes; her clit hard, erect and throbbing on my tongue.

Denise rests a few minutes as I just gently run my tongue along the folds of her lips, avoiding her over sensitive clit. I lick up her juices, savoring her taste but also increasing my need to come. I hear Lisa talking in the background, she's still attempting to read the story -- but I know it's close to the end so the video is probably only going to last a short while longer.

"That was good slut, so now your turn. I like my seat though, so I'm going to stay here." Oh yeah, Denise was pleased with my service to her. She knows I love it when she sits on my face. "My, you must really be enjoying this." I feel vibrations in the plug wedged into my cock, she must be lifting and inspecting the condom attached to the rubber tube connected to the fitting she stuck inside of me.

I listen as Lisa reads the final scene in the story. Like me the male is tied up in bed, and again like me the female lover is sitting on his face. Unlike me, he had just fucked her in the ass and she was serving him back his load of sperm. Denise's cunt is just above me, splayed open and lovely. The scent of her fills me as I feel her wrap her pet's silken panties around my shaft and I shudder with the pleasure it brings me.

My wife slowly, gently strokes my shaft with Lisa's black silk panties and I try to thrust up, try to get her to increase the tempo of her hand, add to the pressure she brings to my cock. It's too much teasing, it won't get me off against the pain caused from all the pins in my cock head. I groan, then plead with her and she just laughs.

Lisa's story has finished a while ago, the only sound in the room is my ragged breathing alternating with my increasingly desperate pleading to come. My balls now throb in a tempo to match what I feel from the meat of my glans -- they feel hot and heavy with my load of semen. I hear Denise ask me "What should I do with your sperm if I let you come?"

Frantically I thrust up, no good as Denise loosens her hand around my cock. I groan "Whatever you want - feed it to me, I want it -- just please make me come."

"Such a slut. Are you sure?" Denise lets go of my cock, grabs my ball sack and starts to tug in it, stretching it out. "I don't know. I mean, you did tell me that story about saving up all your sperm so I could eat it from Lisa's cunt." She wraps her hands around my sack, my balls between her thumb and forefinger. She pulls down, stretching them further away from my cock, then lightly strokes her prize with the fingers from her other hand.

She lightly slaps my balls with her free hand and I convulse with pain. I start to cry out but she pushes her cunt down into my face, and all that comes out is a muffled groan. "Hmmm, I did say I'd let you come, didn't I. Silly me, oh well. But you did insist on eating your own sperm."

Denise lets go of my now aching balls, and re-wraps the silk panties around my cock. My world has condensed to two points -- my cock and Denise's cunt over my face. It's a beautiful world.

"Remember, you promised. If you don't eat your sperm -- all of it, every single drop - I won't let you fuck my pet Lisa. And then I won't be able to eat your come from her hot hairy cunt." She continues that sweetly agonizing gentle stroking -- I'm going mad with my need to come. "Swear you'll eat it."

I moan like a man possessed. The image of my hot creamy load dripping from Lisa's cunt hole into Denise's mouth fills my brain, increasing my need to come. "Please -- damn it - I beg you, fuck! Oh god let me come -- I'll eat my sperm, I promise, every drop of it -- just stop toying with me. Jerk that cock!"

"Good boy. Remember, every drop." And with that Denise stops her teasing; she grips my cock hard over the silk of Lisa's panties and increases her tempo as she pumps my cock, still running the palm of the other over the needles protruding from my glans. 

The silk of Lisa's panties is better than any lube, the stroking to my cock shaft provides a glorious counterpoint to any pain caused by Denise toying with the needles embedded in my flesh and I gloriously come, feeling the hot lava pulse from my balls through my urethra. I roar out with my pleasure into Denise's cunt, jerking my groin up and down so as to better fuck my wife's silk covered hand.

Too soon it ends, and I sink back spent. I feel tugging and vibrations from the rubber tube attached to the end of my cock as Denise tells me "That was a delicious ending to the story Lisa read to us. I think I know how to keep you occupied while I remove all the bling I adorned your cock head with."

Denise sits up slightly, simultaneously moving forward bringing her ass cheeks into my field of view. Her puckered asshole is across from my lips and she bears her ass down, stopping just short of my face. "Kiss my ass slut, rim me while I get your sperm bag unhooked." I lick her rosebud, moving my tongue in a circular motion around her hole.

I look up as she twists around slightly, bringing the used condom around to her backside. "Remember what you said slut, every single drop." Denise lays the condom in the cleft between her ass cheeks, the tip just touching her suspenders and the opening down towards me, her fingers pinching it closed. Satisfied with where it is and with a smirk on her face she lets go of it, and the white viscous fluid oozes from the rolled opening of the sheath, sliding down her warm soft skin towards my waiting mouth.

I push my tongue tip into her rosebud, waiting for the flow to coat her puckered asshole and then pool into my mouth. I feel her grasp my cock and I sense small, sharp tugs as she pulls the pins one by one from the meat of my cock head and drops them into the basket. Several tugs later and the first dribbles of my still hot sperm trickles down her ass crease to her asshole, and I flatten my tongue to capture the first drops.

The viscous fluid flows around her puckered ring, then oozes down my tongue into my mouth. I let it pool before I take my first swallow. I feel Denise tighten, then loosen her ring around my tongue. She's humming as she continues to remove the various needles from my cock head.

A couple more swallows and the flow of my cum from the condom stops; a silvery snails path of goo trailing from Denise's rosebud to the upended opening of the sleeve is all that remains. I lick up her ass crack as far as I can go, but bound arms don't allow a lot of movement. I hear Denise say "This is going to sting a little" and my cock head is bathed in sharp, jagged fiery pain.

"There, I just ran an alcohol wipe on your dick. So much better." She reaches around and plucks the condom from between her cheeks, then sits up. "Good boy, clean my ass of all your mess." I happily work my tongue and lips, lapping up the last of my sperm from her ass. It takes welcome attention away from the throbbing coming from my cock and balls.

Satisfied Denise gets up, then kneels once again next to me. She holds the condom by the tip over my mouth and the last little droplets exude out and I swallow them. "You worked so hard for this slut, here -- let me help you get the last drop." She turns the condom inside out and plops it into my open mouth. "There, now get every one of your little swimmers slut, don't waste any." 

Denise gets off the bed, gently pulls the plug out of my cock and places it into the basket. She looks at me and smiles. "Next time I'm going to put a special plug for your ass on the other end, then insert it. I think it would be fun to have you give yourself a piss enema." She takes the basket and places it on the nightstand. I work the condom in my mouth, making sure there's no residue of my semen left.

My wife unclips my ankle cuffs from the spreader bar. She grins at me, picking up Lisa's panties from where she left them, wrapped around my cock and balls. She brings them up to her face and takes an exploratory sniff. "Phew -- these are starting to get rank. Hmmm." She walks around the bed and stops as she reaches the nightstand. She bends over my face and takes another sniff. "Ugh, you stink. Your face smells like cunt and jizz. Hmmm. Open wide." 

Denise fishes with her still gloved hand into my mouth and removes the condom -- cleaned of the last of my come. She lifts it to her eyes and nods her approval, then drops it into her basket. "Good boy, every drop, just like you promised." She gives me a naughty smile, then rolls Lisa's panties back over my head; again making sure I can see out the leg holes. "I think that should help to give you pleasant dreams tonight." 

Denise then unclips my wrists from the ropes binding them to the bedframe. I flex each on in turn as soon as it's free, then sit up in the bed when she finishes. Denise points to the bathroom and tells me "You better take a piss slut -- that will help flush out anything left from your little friend."

I'm stiff and sore, and shuffle into the bathroom. I walk to the toilet and lift the lid, then grab ahold of my cock to inspect the damage made to it. Crap. My glans is covered in pinpricks and it's already starting to get a little swollen. Blood oozes out of what looks to be dozens of small holes. I piss and it burns -- Denise had walked in after hearing my yelp as the urine started to pass where the plug had been -- and she's giggling. "Here, when you're done swab your cock head with some of this and let's head for bed." She hands me some antibiotic lotion and I apply a glob of it to my dick. 

I turn back into the bedroom and watch approvingly as my wife peels the stockings off her legs, then removes the suspender belt. She puts on a teddy and crawls in under the sheets, patting the bed next to her. I crawl in and she tells me "Turn on your side slut, your face really reeks. Pleasant dreams." I turn off the light and I'm out just as my head hits the pillow.



Lisa Led Astray Ch. 04



 This story is a fantasy. This story is not based on real events or people.

But boy, I'd like it if it was...

Author's note: I took my time getting to this point – but from the start I intended this as a story of seduction.

*****

The following week goes quickly. Denise and I decide on the toys to bring, then pack them and our clothes. Denise, Lisa and I talk on Skype and decide that Lisa will meet us in the hotel lobby for drinks, then we'll go to an early dinner so we can all get acquainted.

And Denise lays out some ground rules – when we're in public it's all first names. And it's up to Lisa to decide whether or not to join us for the rest of the evening. However, if Lisa is going to stay then she is expected to bring her cuffs and collar.

We chat some more and say our good nights. After we hang up I turn to Denise and ask "So, any thoughts on how we do this?"

Denise turns to me with a puzzled look on her face. "Not getting you hon – besides getting into the car and driving to the hotel?"

I give her a half smile, shake my head. "No, in terms of our regular arrangement – us switching roles. With our adding Lisa to our fun and games, does that change anything? We should probably think about it and come up with a plan."

Denise grimaces, then replies. "I hadn't really thought that far ahead, but you've got a point there. We've got a few days before we see her though, so we'll come up with something."

We get up early on Saturday, put our bags into my vehicle and head off. It's a decent drive away, we figure four or so hours so to pass the time we discuss our game plan regarding Lisa. We settle on a strategy - that if she decides to return to our room for the evening we probably won't go into heavy scenes, and both of us stay dominant. Denise did ask that I let her take the lead for the evening and I readily agreed.

The miles go by and we get to the hotel, check in and bring our bags to our room. I'm impressed as Denise had gotten us a romance get-away package; it was a suite rather than a typical hotel room. It's large and spacious with the living room separate from the bedroom. The bathroom's also quite large, with a big Jacuzzi, a huge glass encased shower with multiple heads and a bidet. The floors and walls are done in a combination of Italian Travertine, ceramic and glass tile, and the room's well lit.

"Nice job dear, I'm impressed." I walk around, checking out the rest of the suite then bringing our bags into the bedroom.

"Thanks, I wanted something nice for us, as well as give us room to play if Lisa joins us." Denise follows me and we unpack our cases and put things away. 

Denise had been putting things into the bathroom, calls out "Lisa will be meeting us in the lobby in a couple of hours, and I'm going to take a bath. Get me some wine and join me?" That explains the sound I had been hearing – Denise had been filling the tub.

I had already stocked the small fridge with the wine we had brought, so I uncorked a bottle and poured out a couple of glasses. Walking into the bathroom I was treated to the sight of Denise in the oversized bathtub, laying back and relaxing in the swirling water. I put the glasses down on the side of the tub, then remove my clothes, adding them to the pile Denise had already started.

I step into the hot water next to my wife, and lay down with my head opposite of hers and start to unwind from the drive. The water feels good and after passing her glass over I lay back and sip appreciatively.

I must have dozed off because the next thing I see is Denise at the mirror working on her hair. She must have noticed me stirring because she tells me "Lisa should be here in about half an hour, so you should be getting ready."

I pull the lever on the tub to unstop the water and get out of it, pulling down a towel and drying myself off while admiring Denise's back side. She catches me apprising her ass and sticks her tongue out at me through the mirror, turns around and with her hands on her hips gives me a shimmy shake – getting her boobies to do a little dance. Giggling she tells me to shake a leg, she's getting dressed.

I shave, brush my teeth and run a comb through my hair. I look in the mirror – not bad for a guy in his mid-50's I think to myself. I still have my hair even though it's peppered with iron gray; I've been careful not to get a gut and while I'm not a fanatic I do work out enough to be trim and decently muscled. I smile to the image looking back in the mirror, thinking that Denise hasn't been a slouch in that area either – she's a damn fine looking woman - for any age. I catch a lot of guys eyeing her, even the younger dudes.

I grin at the image staring back at me, then leave the bathroom to get dressed. Entering the bedroom I'm greeted by the sight of Denise dressed in her lingerie; black cup-less pushup bra and matching six strap suspender belt. Scrumptious. I watch approvingly as she rolls her stockings onto her legs, clipping them to her suspender belt. "No panties huh?" I ask.

"Nope, and you're going commando too dear. Lisa is going to be here soon, better hurry."

I get dressed in khaki slacks, light blue button down shirt and shoes. Denise heads into the bathroom to finish her makeup, she's wearing a blue blouse and black skirt with medium heels. We look like a nice, decently well off older couple ready for a pleasant afternoon and evening. Well, I smile to myself, that's exactly what we're going to be doing.

I head into the living room to get our jackets – Denise leaves the bathroom carrying the towels we had used. "Be a dear and head to the front desk – see if we can get fresh ones?"

I chuckle, take them from her and head out – luckily for me the maids are still working on the floor so I get the used ones exchanged quickly then head back to the room. Denise is waiting for me so we grab our jackets and take the elevator down to the lobby.  

"You look nice dear" I say to Denise once the elevator doors close. And she does, in a modern June Cleaver-ish way, even to the string of pearls around her neck. I lean over to give her a peck on the cheek, and at the same time cup my hand on her ass over her skirt. She chuckles in response and the elevator car stops, indicating we've arrived on the lobby floor.

I straighten up, and as the doors open allow her to exit in front of me. We head towards the foyer and see Lisa just starting to walk in from the entryway. She's wearing a blue cotton chambray shirt dress – perfect I think to myself. That button front will make things so much easier later on. And even better, she's wearing glasses. And wow - that makes my imagination start to kick in – the whole nerdy good girl fantasy. 

Denise leads me over, calling out "Lisa! It's great to finally meet you. You look lovely – obviously I'm Denise and this is Pat." Lisa looks at us, gives a slightly nervous smile and awkwardly holds her hand out, as if to offer it for either of us to shake, then puts it down as if she's unsure of what to do next. She settles for blowing an errant strand of hair out of her eyes – behold the geek I say to myself.

Denise gets next to her and gives her a kiss on the cheek, takes her hand and leads her towards the bar – chatting away. I follow behind as Denise leads us to a booth in the back. As the two ladies get seated I take their orders and head to the bar to get them. The place is dead, no one else in the joint except for a rather pretty lady bartender. We exchange some pleasantries as she starts up my tab and gets our drinks, after which I return with them to our booth.

I serve the two ladies then sit, and for the next couple of hours the three of us chat, getting to know each other. I was right, Lisa had started out nervous and not sure what to expect; however as the time went by I could tell she was relaxing and enjoying our company. It helped that I bought another couple of rounds – but after my first drink I kept to iced tea, explaining that I'd be driving when we went for dinner later.

And it was getting obvious Lisa didn't have a high tolerance for alcohol, not that she was getting noticeably drunk but whatever tension or nervousness she had coming into the hotel was gone by the second round. Denise had made sure to sit next to her in the booth, and there was a lot of touching and other flirting activity going on between the two ladies. Don't get me wrong, I was getting in there too – but I was honoring my wife's request that she take the lead.

At the end of the third round of drinks I suggest we start heading for dinner, both women agree so I go to make sure our tab is settled while Lisa and Denise gather their things together. After leaving a nice tip – the girl behind the bar was very pretty after all – the three of us stroll into the lobby.

Denise turns to Lisa asking, "You're coming with us, right? Pat's driving and we can sit in back and talk girl stuff. Besides, you've been drinking and he stopped a while ago." Lisa readily agrees so I lead the way to where we're parked. 

I drive an older SUV, it's big and comfortable and I was able to get it used a few years ago for not a lot of money. I've done a lot of work in it since – engine and transy rebuilt, upgraded suspension as well as new electronics replacing the older AM/FM cassette deck; it's not flashy and it helps with keeping a low profile. 

Whoever owned it before I got it had the windows deeply tinted. They are almost too dark, but with it being an older vehicle plus my usually conservative driving it helps keep the cops from stopping and giving me a hassle about them. Which is good as there's been many an evening when I'd have Denise naked in the passenger seat, sometimes playing with herself or other times her hands tied behind her, tits thrust forward and her thighs wide open to me. And with the power windows there's been more than one lonely trucker getting an eyeful of my beautiful wife...

As we walk up to it I get it unlocked, open the driver side rear door so that Lisa can climb in. She has to step up to get in so I take her hand and help her in, she flashes a little leg as she takes her seat, at the same time giving me a quick smile. Lisa gets seated and settled and I walk around and help Denise – who gives both of us a big grin and hikes her skirt up as she steps up to get in, showing off the tops of her stockings. She looks over at Lisa and exclaims "Now you see why Pat loves this brute of a vehicle." Lisa grins back and giggles as I get Denise's door closed then get in myself.

I enter the restaurant information into the GPS and we head off. I had stocked the center console with single serving bottles of wine as well as some plastic cups, so while I drive Denise serves Lisa and herself another round. According to the GPS the restaurant Denise had made reservations at wasn't close to the hotel, which was fine as the three of us spent the time laughing and enjoying the drive.

By the time we get to the restaurant Lisa and Denise are behaving as if they've been friends for years; during the drive I observe Denise slowly increase the flirting behavior and Lisa not only enjoys the attention, she reciprocates it. There's a lot of touching the other's hair and clothing going on as they chat. We find out that Lisa has been working in IT since she graduated from college, and has recently got back into the job market looking to get a more senior position than she currently holds. On hearing that Denise catches my eye in the rear view mirror and gives me a wink and a nod.

We get to the restaurant and park, I help the ladies out of the car and we head in for a very nice as well as expensive dinner. Denise makes sure to sit next to Lisa at the table, while I sit across from the two women. More wine of course, and when Lisa isn't sure what to order both Denise and I help to explain what the various dishes are. 

Several times during the meal Denise fed Lisa tidbits from her plate, and Lisa would lean in towards Denise, taking the opportunity to hold her hand or forearm. And I'm not being ignored either; during the meal we kept up our conversation. Lisa's face is relaxed and she's showing big smiles with those large and sexy lips of hers. Whenever I'm talking Lisa's gazing into my eyes, and I'm more than hopeful that she's interested in other than just what I'm talking about. 

After the main course and before the dessert Denise says to Lisa "I need to use the ladies room, care to join me? Pat, can you order coffee while we're gone?" Lisa asks for tea instead, and both ladies excuse themselves and walk off. The waitress comes back to clear away the dishes and I ask for two coffees and a tea.

Denise told me later what happened when they got into the ladies room. As soon as the door closed behind them she reached for Lisa and pulled her into an embrace; Lisa was readily submissive, her lips parted and she quietly moaned as Denise brought her mouth down and thrust her tongue into Lisa's mouth.

After a few moments Denise pulled her face away and while looking into Lisa's eyes asked "So pet, are you going to stay with us for the evening? Are you ready for me to put that collar around that pretty neck of yours?"

Lisa brought her head down onto Denise's shoulder and softly answered "Yes – oh god yes mistress. I just – uh – mistress? I've never done this with another woman." She pulled her head back to look into Denise's eyes, hesitant and unsure of her next step.

Denise hugged her, kissed her mouth again, and then let her go. "We better not make a scene in case anyone else comes in. And pet, neither have I. I'm really looking forward to you being my first. Now then, I want you to do something. Are you wearing panties?" Lisa nodded yes, her cheeks reddening with the question but her nipples pushing against the fabric of her dress.

Denise pointed to a stall telling her "From now on pet, when you're with us no more panties. Take them off then put them into your purse. When we get to the table you are to give them to your master." Denise took the other stall and used the toilet. 

Finished Denise met Lisa at the sinks, and after washing her hands she checked her makeup in the mirror and told the younger girl "I'm pleased you picked up on when to call me mistress. Are you ready?" She saw Lisa's reflection nod and she turned towards her, pulled her face towards her and kissed Lisa deeply again. "Good, let's get dessert and head to the hotel."

The waitress had served the coffees and tea, and I was sipping mine when I saw the two ladies head back to the table. Denise takes her seat but Lisa walks next to me, leans into my ear and whispers "Master, mistress told me to give you these. Please sir, put them into your pocket and look at them later." She pulls away and I see a blush on her cheeks as she hands me a small packet of cloth. I look at Denise and she smiles, nods once and pats the chair next to her.

We drink our beverages and decide to split a dessert, after which I take care of the bill and we leave for the car. Now I usually keep the overhead dome lights turned off, just allowing the interior door lights to turn on when the doors open. This time when I unlock and open the passenger door it's Denise who helps Lisa in – and when Lisa steps up Denise gently strokes the younger girl's inner thigh as she starts to sit down. 

While still in the door frame Denise turns her head to look at me and says "Why not look at the present pet gave you?" I pull the ball of fabric from my pocket and see that they're a pair of lacey white panties and I smile. I bring them to my face and give a delicate sniff. "Lovely, beautiful bouquet." I hold them out to Denise and she does the same thing, smiles and turns back to Lisa.

Lisa's face is a bright red, but I can see her nipples poking dimples into her dress. "Thank you pet, buckle up now." Denise closes her door and I walk with her to the other side of the vehicle. She tells me that Lisa will be coming back to our rooms for the evening and I feel my cock stir, start to get semi-erect. I help her into her seat then get in myself.

Once I get the engine on I look into the rear view mirror and see that Denise has pulled Lisa over to her, their lips locked against each other. I grin to myself and after checking that the hotel is set up as the return address in the GPS pull out of the restaurant parking lot. I load some jazz into the player from the onboard library and sit back to enjoy the ride.

I've been driving a few minutes and I hear Denise ask me to dim the dash lights. I watch from the rear view mirror after I turn them down to a low glow, and I see that both ladies are out of their seat belts, Lisa is leaning against Denise and Denise has her arm over Lisa's shoulder. Denise has unbuttoned Lisa's dress down to her navel and her free hand is inside the younger woman's dress, caressing Lisa's breasts.

Denise takes the arm she has around Lisa's shoulder and brings it up to the back of her head, interweaving her fingers into the other woman's hair. Denise pulls Lisa's head back using her grasp of the other woman's hair, telling Lisa "I want to show those pretty tits to your master pet. Pat, they're just as full and lovely as we thought they would be."

Denise sits up and pulls Lisa's dress open then slides it down over her shoulders, exposing her tits. She leans forward and takes one of Lisa's nipples into her mouth, and I hear our pet gasp with delight. Denise sits back up, then after unfastening the belt wrapped around her waist undoes the rest of the buttons on Lisa's dress.

I watch through the rear view mirror as Denise pulls the rest of Lisa's dress away, revealing her body to me. Lisa's head is leaned against the seat back, her eyes closed and her face relaxed, her lips parted. Her legs are opened, but it's too dark for me to see details. Denise has once again put her one arm around Lisa's shoulders, and with her other she's slowing running her hand over Lisa's body while nibbling the other woman's ear.

I do have to pay attention to my driving, so I can only glance at the action behind me through the rear view mirror. I hear another gasp from Lisa and I look back through the mirror. Lisa's legs are splayed open, and Denise has her hand over the younger woman's cunt. It looks like she's finger fucking her and my cock becomes fully erect in my pants. I watch as Denise pulls her fingers out of Lisa, brings her hand up to Lisa's face. "Clean my fingers pet, taste yourself for me."

Lisa moans, darts her tongue out and licks her juices from off of Denise's fingers. Denise inserts her fingers into Lisa's mouth and lets the younger woman suck them clean. She pulls them out of Lisa's mouth then kisses her roughly, thrusting her tongue into Lisa's willing mouth.

I realize we're getting close to the hotel and call out "We're maybe five minutes away dear." 

"Good, I think pet is just about warmed up. Here, let's make you a little bit presentable." Denise tugs Lisa's dress back up off her shoulders, pulling it closed on her body. She redoes the belt around her middle but leaves her buttons alone. "Hon, park in the back. We'll take the rear entrance, no sense parading pet through the lobby." Denise kisses the younger woman, caressing her inner thighs. She pulls away and quietly says into Lisa's ear "At least not tonight."

I find a spot that isn't well lit, near the rear entrance and get out. I walk around the side where Denise is, open the door and help her out, then turn back to Lisa. As she slides across the seat her dress opens, exposing her tits and pussy to me. I hold my hand out to help her and she tenses up as her eyes dart past me, checking to see if there's other people who could see her. She starts to make a move that looks as if she's going to close up her dress but then stops, instead looking at me for direction.




Lisa Led Astray Ch. 04



I chuckle, tell her "Come on pet, there isn't anyone around but us." She looks around one more time with apprehension on her face. "Nice and easy and once you're out of the car you can rearrange your dress." She nervously nods, then resumes her slide across the seat. Her dress parts completely giving me an unobstructed view of our pet's body. Lisa gets to the doorframe and I put my hand out and she quickly takes it, steadying herself as she stands up from the bench seat. Her lush pussy fur and soft belly are in my face and my cock twitches in my pants. I almost reluctantly step back allowing her to exit my vehicle.

Lisa steps out and I stand next to her as she pulls her dress together. Denise reaches in and tugs the top of Lisa's dress open, exposing a generous amount of her cleavage – but not to the point where her nipples get displayed. I tell her "Good girl, now let's get into the hotel." I step back letting her get next to Denise as I close the door and lock my SUV up after which I turn to my two ladies and lead the way into the hotel. My pass card gets us into the door and after we walk a couple of steps to the elevator I tap the call button. Denise stands next to and behind Lisa, stroking her hair and whispering into the younger woman's ear.

Lisa's eyes are closed and she has a dreamy look on her face, she's leaning slightly into Denise and her hands are clasped behind her. I turn my gaze to see that Denise is holding onto Lisa's wrists, pulling them back and causing her pet to arch her back slightly, getting her tits to push forward. The position my wife has our pet in keeps tension on the top of her dress, causing her breasts to be almost completely exposed, her nipples just barely covered. 

The elevator dings, the doors open and a couple of businessmen walk out of the car. They look at us and then they both eye Lisa. One guy gives me a knowing smile, saying "Looks like you got lucky pal, any more like her around?"

I give him a knowing grin and a wink, telling him "Sorry, guys but no. Good luck though." They laugh as they head out the doors to the parking lot speculating on what we'll be doing, and I watch Lisa's face turn to a brilliant crimson. We enter the elevator car and I punch in the floor key.

As soon as the door closes Lisa whips around and hungrily kisses Denise. She pulls back exclaiming "God I'm so embarrassed - and so turned on – those guys thought I was a hooker?" She snuggles into Denise asking "Mistress, would you pay for me?" She turns her head around, looks at me and asks "Master, would you?"

I look at her – it's the glasses I think. They make her look so innocent and naïve; I want to ravish her, fill her asshole with my cum then have her lick my filthy cock clean as sperm leaks from her onto the floor. I shiver inwardly and answer "Yes pet, if I was a sad and lonely man I would pay for you. But then you'd leave after a short time. I want more than that, and I think your mistress does too."

Denise hugs her and we arrive at our floor. The door opens and I step out, my two ladies following me. We walk to our room and after using the pass card I unlock the door, flicking on the lights. Lisa follows me in and her eyes are wide – I'm not sure what her expectations were but I think we exceeded them. She grins and steps in, allowing Denise to follow closing the door behind her.

I remove my jacket and toss it onto a chair, then head to the small bar area and pour some after dinner liqueurs. I bring them into the room and set them on the coffee table, then sit on the couch and lean back. Both women remain standing and I command Lisa "Get your collar and cuffs for your mistress."

Denise smirks as she pulls Lisa's light jacket off, putting it on the same chair I tossed mine on followed with her own. Lisa rummages through her purse and pulls out the items I ordered; her dress parting as she moves showing more and more of her delectable cleavage and thighs.

"Denise dear, would you do the honors?" I say as she stands next to Lisa, her eyes gleaming. She leads Lisa to the middle of the room and undoes the belt holding the younger woman's dress together. It quickly parts displaying Lisa's full breasts and lovely nipples; her slightly rounded tummy and lushly furred pussy. Denise yanks Lisa's dress off her and she stands in the room magnificently naked. I smile as the blood courses into my cock making it erect.

Denise points to a spot on the floor and says "Down." Lisa obeys, kneeling on the rug. "Knees apart pet, you must always allow access to your cunt and ass." And Lisa spreads her thighs, and mounds of her outer labia part uncovering her inner lips.

"Lift your arms up." Lisa does, bringing them straight up parallel to her head. Denise wraps the wrist cuffs around each arm, then strokes her face lovingly. "Let them down pet." Lisa brings them down to her chest, inspecting each in turn. She smiles to herself, then lets them fall to her side. Denise steps so she's immediately behind Lisa, her hands down on Lisa's shoulders.

I stare hard into Lisa's eyes, asking her "Your mistress is about to put your collar on. Is that your wish? To belong to us?" Lisa returns my gaze, her eyes wide and her face solemn. "That's what it means Lisa – and this is your last chance to say no. Once your mistress puts that collar on you're our pet, to be used in any way we want." Lisa quickly licks her lips and reaches up to take Denise's hand, still keeping her eyes locked to mine. "We will hurt you because that gives us pleasure; our guarantee to you is we won't damage you - but that's one of only two things we promise." Denise brings her other hand up from the younger woman's shoulder, starts stroking Lisa's hair as I continue. "Our other promise is to give you pleasure, more than you would be able to give yourself. Now quick, you have to decide."

Lisa's eyes become opaque for a moment, then turns her head up to look at Denise. She smiles up at my wife and squeezes her hand, then let's go to bring both of her hands behind her back and clasps them together. At the same time Lisa turns her head to face forward as she bows down signifying her submission, saying "Yes, I want this – I think I've always wanted this. Please – my mistress." Her voice softens, almost to a whisper. "My collar."

Denise leans over and kisses the top of Lisa's head. "Thank you pet. We will hurt you, it's our nature. I won't ever be sorry for doing that to you." And with that Denise slowly and lovingly wraps the collar around Lisa's exposed neck. "But pet, as your master said - we will also give you exquisite pleasure." As she puts the tongue of the locking into the buckle Lisa trembles, as Denise tightens it Lisa is shaking. Then it's done and Lisa quiets, no longer moving, her eyes closed and she's in her own space. Denise strokes her hair again, saying quietly "And now pet, your new life begins."

My wife steps back and removes her clothes, stripping to her lingerie. She reaches out and runs her hand along Lisa's face saying "Pet, your master requires your service. Go to him." I stand up and Lisa walks over to me, around the coffee table. "Remove his shirt." Keeping her head bowed Lisa unbuttons my shirt, then pulls it from the waistband of my pants. My cock is distending the front of my pants and I feel like a young man, getting to fuck a girl for the first time. I look over to Denise and she's smiling at us, running her hands over her own lovely tits.

"Pet, undo your masters pants. Free your master's cock." And Lisa kneels in front of me, undoes my belt then my pants. I've been fiercely loyal to my wife since we've first married – yeah I look at other women alright, but I've never strayed. Never. And here's my wife ordering a younger woman to take my pants down. Christ, don't come in her eye I think to myself!

Lisa unbuttons my trousers, then unzips them. My cock springs through the V she creates by unzipping my pants, and my cock head is in line with those full, plump sexy lips of hers. Good god I want to thrust my cock between them, cum in her mouth but I steel myself – later I promise my lust. Oh so much I'm going to do to our pet...

Lisa reaches out and lightly wraps her hand around my cock, but then looks back at Denise for her permission.  "Good girl, see how your master hungers for you?" Denise tells her. "Help your master with his shoes and trousers then come back here."

Lisa looks up to me, her cheeks dimpling with her smile. I sit down and she leans over and first unties, then removes my shoes one by one. She sets them aside and then removes my right sock, leaning over further and kisses my foot. She repeats the same with my left. I stand and she slowly pulls my trousers down from my waist, and I step clear of them one foot at a time. She smoothes then folds my trousers neatly, placing them on the couch next to me. I look down, imagining sinking my cock hard and deep into her mouth – later I promise myself.

God, that soft hand of hers felt so damn good on my cock, but I'm also glad that she removed it to finish undressing me. A couple of strokes and I'd be spent, I better get control of myself. I haven't been this quick to come since – then I think back to the first time with Denise. Yeah, well we both came so damn fast the first time we fucked, and it just got better and better from that moment on.

"Hands and knees pet and crawl over here. Shake your ass for your master's pleasure." Denise points again to the spot on the floor where Lisa had been and Lisa willfully yields. She leans over, hands on the floor and her full round tits hang down, swaying slightly as she moves. Her ass cheeks part as she crawls over, displaying more of her cunt hair – her crease is fully furred and a ring of hair surrounds her asshole. I make a note to myself, that if she comes to live with us I may ban her from shaving her arm pits. 

The mounds of her plump outer cunt lips open and slide along each other as she crawls. The fur covering her outer lips is slick and shiny from her excitement, her inner lips protrude out – they are large, meaty and exquisitely pink. Lisa gets to where Denise had pointed and stops.

Denise reaches down and strokes the back of Lisa's head. That's when I saw she had a leather leash in her hand – she must have set it out before we left earlier. Denise clips it to Lisa's collar then tells her "Good girl, now follow me into the bedroom." Denise slips the loop of the leash around her one wrist then picks up her drink and walks away causing Lisa to follow behind her, crawling on her hands and knees. I get up off the couch and follow taking the other drinks with me, watching Lisa's gorgeous ass swaying side to side as she moves down the hallway.

Denise enters the bedroom, walks to the foot of the bed and stops, turning around. "Here pet, sit in front of me." Lisa stops at the spot indicated by Denise and looks up at her mistress. "Kneel upright, good girl. Turn towards your master." I step in and Denise looks at me, a twinkle in her eye. She points to the arm chair against the wall and says "Your master needs to be entertained after such a sumptuous dinner. We are going to be that entertainment pet, our first time with another woman. But to add some suspense..."

Denise drops the end of the lead so that it hangs down between Lisa's breasts, then walks to the wardrobe and after opening it takes out her favorite riding crop. It's black leather of course, and the tip is made of a piece of leather folded apart. The handle is something special, it's glass so that it can be inserted into the wielders orifice of choice. She brings it over to where Lisa is kneeling and caresses her pet's neck and shoulders with it. Lisa looks up to Denise and smiles expectantly.

"We are going to put on a show for your master. Let's say, oh for an hour. I expect you to bring me to orgasm multiple times." The crop descends to Lisa's cleavage, the leather tips caressing the silken flesh of her breasts. "However if you come, your pretty tits will get their first cropping." Lisa's eyes get wide and her hands clench, her smile fades into a look of apprehension. "Hmm, the first set of stripes I put on those pretty tits of yours." Denise's smile is predatory, she bends down and thrusts her tongue between Lisa's lips; then straightens up and continues. "If however you can control yourself, then your master will fuck your cunt and fill your cunt hole with his cream."

On that one Lisa turns her head back and looks at me, an expectant smile on her face. Denise brings the crop tip to her chin and uses it to direct Lisa's face back to her own. "But before your master fucks you I will use this crop to lay stripes on your beautiful ass." Lisa's eyes again widen, but Denise continues, her free hand stroking Lisa's chestnut hair, her voice softening. "It's an exquisite feeling pet, your ass cheeks will be hot and burn where the crop leaves its mark on your ass flesh. The nerves there will be screaming pain but when your master's cock enters your cunt and it will feel like heaven." Denise leans down, her mouth nuzzling Lisa's ear, continuing in a low husky voice. "I know, I remember the first time your master did it to me. I want to give that gift to you."

Denise drops the crop on the floor in front of Lisa, telling her "Turn around and face me pet. Kiss my thighs." And Lisa does, bending forward to lightly kiss the inside of first one, then the other of Denise's shapely thighs. Lisa keeps her knees apart and I take in the sensuous curve of her ass, the end of the leash dangling between her thighs, her full hips. Denise sips her drink, looking down and smiling at the woman kneeling in front of her worshiping her thighs.

"Crawl around me. Do the same to your mistresses' ass cheeks." Lisa drops down to her hands and knees, the leash dragging on the floor and crawls around Denise. Denise catches my eyes and smiles with amusement, we toast each other and sip the liqueur I had poured. Lisa gets behind her mistress and kisses Denise's ass cheeks. I know from experience that my wife adores her ass being played with; that starting out with light, feathery touches on her cheeks gets her hot.

"Get your face between my cheeks, lick my crack." Denise's eyes close and she starts to caress her breasts with her free hand while I watch Lisa press herself into my wife's backside. I sip my drink enjoying the beginning act.

Denise finishes her digestif, walks around to the side of the bed and places the empty glass on the nightstand. Lisa remains where she is, kneeling at the foot of the bed, the leather leash dangling between her tits, touching the soft smooth skin of her belly. Denise gets onto the bed, plumps up the pillows and lays on her back. "Pet, remove my shoes. Kiss and suckle my toes and feet."

My wife had never talked to me about sex with another woman; oh we've watched a lot of porn in our time, and of course lesbian sex is almost always in it. She never showed either a distaste or a lot of interest in watching girl on girl action, so I had always assumed it wasn't something she wanted to try.

I watch the scene unfold in front of me, both women having their first lesbian experience. Lisa is awkward and noticeably not very skilled, but she's very willing and compliant. Denise is taking her time, justifiably reveling in using her own personal sex toy. She's directing Lisa step by step and obviously enjoying training her pet in the art of pleasing a dominant woman.

My glass empty I quietly pad out of the room and pour a dollop of bourbon into it – I need something to wash away the sweet heavy liqueur from my mouth. I return and watch as Denise introduces Lisa to the glories of face sitting – as I sit back down Denise is wiping herself pussy to asshole on Lisa's outstretched tongue. My wife's face is tight as she stops and while grinding her cunt down onto the younger woman's face has her first orgasm of the evening. 

I'm taking enjoyment in watching a scene I'm usually playing in, and it dawns on me that this may be a reason why my wife wanted to bring another woman into our life together. Now we can both stay as doms, and take pleasure in either using Lisa or watching the other do so. I smile to myself and sit back into the armchair, savoring both the show on the bed and my drink. Too bad it's a non-smoking room I muse, as now is certainly the time for one of my better cigars.

I keep an eye on the clock on the nightstand, pre-cum oozing out of my cockhead and down my shaft. I lose track of the number of orgasms my wife has as the hour goes by – I know that once she gets started especially with a new toy or a different kink she can come multiple times and still want more. I let her have one more then as she rests I clear my throat and get her attention.

She turns her head to look at me, smiling ruefully. I cock my head to the side and say "Dear, I'm glad you're enjoying your first time with our pet – but as you can see" and I motion to my now hugely erect and throbbing prick, "I want my turn."

Denise grudgingly pulls herself away from Lisa, gets off the bed and walks to the foot of it. Lisa is lying on her side looking – disheveled would be a good word. Her chestnut hair is a sweaty tangled mess, there's bite marks and scratches on and around her tits and down her belly, and I see red hand prints trailing from the inside of her thighs to her ass. She straightens her glasses with one hand, and peers out through the smudged lenses. Well used and ridden hard is the phrase that comes to mind, and the night is early I think to myself.

Well, Denise's lingerie hasn't fared all that well either. The bra was the first thing removed, and her stockings have large, gaping rips in them. I also don't think her suspender belt will survive past the night either – it too looks as if it's frayed and worn.

Denise orders Lisa onto her hands and knees at the foot of the bed, her ass towards that end and her head facing the headboard. Lisa's eagerly compliant, making sure to spread her legs wide; and I see that the outer mounds of her cunt are swollen and open, her inner lips have become larger, pinker. Her clit is erect and I get up from my chair and walk over to get a better look. I watch it throb, her lips and the opening to her cunt as well as her asshole moving as she's clenching, then releasing her fuck muscles. The hair around her cunt is matted and soaked, her cunt and thighs glisten from her juices. The leather leash is still attached to her collar, it dangles below her so I take the end and lay it along her back. Lovely.

I reach a finger out to her asshole, lightly touching the brown puckered surface and she gasps, pushing back against me. "Please fuck me, let me come, I want my master's cock in me" she quietly begs. Denise smiles at me, picks up the crop from off the floor. 

I stand off to Denise's side and wait with anticipation. My wife strokes Lisa's ass with the tip of the crop and the younger girl trembles. "Put your arms behind your back" Denise tells her and Lisa does, whimpering. The cuffs Lisa is wearing have clips permanently attached, and Denise connects them to each other. "Keep your head off the bed pet and I'll only leave five stripes, but if your head touches the bed then its eight blows with the crop. Keep your eyes glued to the headboard."

I reach into the wardrobe behind me and pull out a favorite toy, a length of bamboo with leather wrapped on one end as a handle in place of the usual curve. I motion to Denise and she sees me holding it, and wordlessly exchanges the riding crop for the cane. I quietly put the crop back into the wardrobe, then walk to the side of the bed, standing next to Lisa's head picking up the leash off her back.

"Look at my cock" I command her, tugging on the lead putting some tension on her collar. She swivels her head towards me and a low moan escapes from her oh so sexy lips. I want to ram my cock between those lips of hers, but I know I'd come if I did that. I think again about having her on her knees in front of me, my cock foul with a combination of her cunt slime and my come, driving it deep into her mouth and I shiver with need.




Lisa Led Astray Ch. 04



"Do you want it pet? Do you want my cock in your cunt?" 

I tease her and she quickly nods her head yes, pleading "Please master - fuck me. I want your cock deep in me, your sperm filling my cunt." Lisa looks at me, her eyes pleading through those geeky sexy glasses of hers. God she looks so damn adorable. "Please - tell mistress to hurt my ass - then master, oh please master - fuck my cunt."

My cock throbs as Lisa talks, she tries to reach out for it with her lips but I pull away. "Later pet, you will have my cock in your mouth later." I carefully lay the leash along her back – making sure it lies directly in the groove above her spine, then walk back to the foot of the bed and nod at Denise with a smile; she brings the cane back, then slams it onto Lisa's creamy ass.

It's as if I'm viewing the action in slow motion. I watch the cane swing forward, then strike her flesh - the rod flex back and the meat of her ass furrow around the cane shaft. I see Lisa clench the cheeks of her ass together and I hear her cry out in pain; I feel the blood coursing through my cock as it twitches. The rod flexes forward into Lisa's ass and Denise holds it still, letting all the momentum and energy translate into our pet's ass cheeks. Once the cane is still Denise draws it towards herself, over Lisa's ass cheeks. I listen to Lisa cry out a second time, I look to her face and there's tears streaming from her eyes. I turn back to Denise and smile wolfishly, ecstatic with the pain she's causing in our plaything.

Denise slowly opens her mouth and I hear her say "One"; at the same time Lisa whimpers, not quite sobbing but she sounds deliciously close to it. I reach a finger again down to her asshole and she flinches, gasping. I keep it there and feel her relax, taking in deep breathes as she tries to slow her pounding heart and control herself.

I place my fingertip in the initial ring of muscle and there's no resistance, her asshole opens and I push my finger into her hot hole to the first knuckle. I slowly turn it and Lisa moans, I feel her clench her anal ring around my finger pulling it further into her ass.

I gently remove my finger and nod to my wife as I stand clear. Denise hits Lisa's ass with the cane a second time, leaving another stripe spaced an inch or so from the first. Lisa flinches forward with the blow, this time just panting through the pain. "Two" Denise says throatily. I reach out to touch Lisa's ass and she winces, again relaxing once she realizes it's not the cane hitting her.

I stroke her ass gently, telling her "Good girl, three more and if you keep your head up I'll plunge my cock deep into your cunt. Would you still like me to fuck you?" Lisa nods her head yes quickly. "Tell me pet, what do you want?"

"Puh - please mistress – three more to my ass – oh god it hurts, I feel like I'm on fire - I'm so horny mistress." She snuffles, tries to wipe her tears onto her shoulders but her bound wrists don't allow her to. They drip down onto the coverlet – small damp spots are developing on it, just below her face; the lenses to her glasses are spattered from her weeping. "Master I want your cock in me – fuck my cunt and fill my hole with your come."

I pull my hand away and nod to Denise, and she lands a third blow onto Lisa's ass. The younger woman groans, dropping her head. Almost too late she stops herself and holds still, quietly saying "Thank you mistress." Denise looks at me, the question on her face and I smile my answer, hold up two fingers indicating we should stay with the five we promised. 

Denise runs the side of the cane over Lisa's ass and the younger girl quietly moans. Denise gives her a fourth stripe, this time at the junction of Lisa's thighs and ass cheeks and our pet gasps, her face wet with tears. "One more – but you have to keep your head up" I tell her, then motion Denise to give the final blow.

Denise brings the cane up and holds it for a moment – we savor the quiet sobs coming from our pet. A line of cunt juice drools from her pussy lips, and my wife and I look at each other and smile hungrily. Denise brings the cane down for the final blow, then holds the cane against Lisa's ass. The younger woman cries out, but keeps her head up. Denise drops the cane and gets on the bed, crawling under Lisa until her head is under our pets cunt, her pussy in line with Lisa's weeping face.

Lisa turns her head and looks at me through her tears, asking "Master? You promised to fuck me." I look back at her, taking in each scratch, red mark, and now welts on her body. Magnificent and so very beautiful. I feel my balls hot and full of come, I look down and see my cock is distended it's so hard and full of blood – the surface of it is shiny and red. There are still blotches on my cock head where Denise had left her mark in the meat of my glans last weekend – I look back at Lisa and smile ravenously. A dainty morsel for our pleasure I think to myself. So many more things to come as I chuckle quietly.

My wife is under Lisa, her face below Lisa's dripping hairy, almost primeval cunt. I reach out and pick up the leash attached to our pet's collar, then climb onto the foot of the bed and bring my cockhead to Lisa's cunt hole – I feel the heat blasting from her, warming the flesh of my cock. I slowly slip just the tip of my cock into her slimy hole and there's no resistance whatsoever – It feels as if I'm sliding a loose velvet sack over the top of my shaft.

I adjust my knees so that Denise's face is between them and I smile down to her. I wrap the end of the leash around my wrist and ask her "Ready dear?" She nods back, her eyes sparkling with delight. My wife parts her lips and extends her tongue and I wait until my lovely, kinky spouse takes her first lick of Lisa's clit.

I feel Lisa jerk as if she received an electric shock and I then plunge my cock deep into her cunt. I was on the verge of coming before I kneeled on the bed – I was fearful that I'd shoot my load onto my wife's face instead of inside of Lisa's cunt. Thankfully I was able to control myself, until that sweet moment when I stabbed my cock deep into our pet's cunt hole. 

Oh sweet Jesus, the walls of her cunt which were so loose when I first entered her, so open and smooth are now clenched down hard on my shaft - and she's milking me, drawing me deeper into her cervix. I dimly hear her crying out – her hips are in my hands and I'm hammering myself deeper into her, driving her head down into my wife's pussy. I can feel each pulse, each eruption as my semen boils up from by balls, fires down my shaft and jets into her belly. I get this insane urge to lunge down, bite into the soft flesh of her shoulder with my teeth and rip, rend away. I feel the urgent hot need to batter, rape her cunt with my cock, tear her tender flesh and mark her as my own. Instead I'm paralyzed, my hot come spewing into her young barely used cunt. Oh fuck life is good – I roar out my pleasure.

Far too soon it's over; and I feel spent, tired and drained. I pull out of Lisa and as I get off the bed Denise positions herself so that she doesn't miss a precious drop of my heavy cream. I drag the armchair over to watch and get treated to the sight of my sperm laden come oozing from Lisa's cunt, globs of it slipping down her still engorged pussy folds to her clit, where ropey strings of our combined juices drip down into my wife's open mouth. 

Denise's tongue is stretched out and she collects the viscous strands on it, letting the liquid flow between her lips. I watch her swallow several times, her eyes closed blissfully; she's savoring the gift her pet is decanting for her. The flow slows to a trickle then stops, and Denise pulls Lisa down onto her face and starts to lick her pet's cunt clean. 

Lisa moans, trembles and calls out, her voice full of distress "Mistress, can I come again? Please mistress, your tongue!" And Denise opens her eyes, catches mine and nods yes.

I tell Lisa "Your mistress gives you permission pet, come on her face." And Lisa does, her cute nerdy visage glowing red, her orgasmic flush extending down her chest and enveloping her full breasts. Those fucking plump, scrumptious adorable lips of hers open into an O of pleasure.

And that's when we discover another of Lisa's talents. We knew she was multi-orgasmic like Denise; but once she starts her orgasm she'll keep going as long as the stimulation continues. I get up from the chair to stand by the side of the bed, watching as Denise continues to gently nibble and lick our Lisa's pussy. Lisa trembles, moans – she quivers pressing her cunt down into her mistresses' face as she comes then comes again. I don't know if she's having a string of orgasms or if the same one just keeps rolling on – in any event I merely watch amazed both at her capacity for pleasure and our fortune in finding such a treasure.

Lisa's shuddering becomes more pronounced the longer her orgasm goes on, to the point where she's twitching and jerking – finally with a groan wobbling off to her side and away from Denise. She curls into a fetal position, still moaning and shuddering. Denise sits up and hugs her tenderly, talking soothingly and gently into Lisa's ear. Soon Lisa quiets, calms and opens her eyes. They look sleepy but her face is relaxed and she smiles up at her mistress. "Thank you mistress, thank you master. I've never – I can't describe it – to call that an orgasm - doesn't come close." She sighs and closes her eyes again, settling into her mistresses' embrace.

Denise holds her, stroking her hair and face gently. I hear her whisper to Lisa "Get up pet, we're not done yet – we have more pleasures for you. Your master needs your services." And Lisa's eyes open, she looks to me and smiles sleepily.

The two ladies get up and Denise leads Lisa into the bathroom by the leash, helping her get to her knees on the tiled floor as wrists are still bound behind her. Denise places a folded up towel behind Lisa then kneels behind her, embracing her pet, lovingly caressing Lisa's breasts. "Both your master and I want those beautiful lips of yours around his cock pet. We've both been fantasizing about that, and besides I was so greedy drinking your delectable fluids I didn't save any for you." I get the hint and walk in and around the two women, standing in front of Lisa so that my semi-erect cock is in line with her mouth.

Denise reaches with a hand and lifts Lisa's chin as Lisa opens her mouth – I guide my cock between those lips of hers and it becomes erect. Her mouth is better than I imagined, her warm tongue sliding along the underside of my shaft. I look into my wife's eyes and she smiles at me, then brings the hand she used to lift Lisa's chin down to the younger woman's pussy. "Can you taste your cunt on master Pet? Are you relishing the coating of sperm on his cock?" I feel rather than hear Lisa gasp with desire, sense her relaxing and melting against her mistress. I reach out with one hand and slide my fingers into her hair, pulling her slightly towards me.

Denise whispers into Lisa's ear "Your master's cock feels so good in your mouth, doesn't it?" And Lisa slowly nods yes. "But we both know what women fear when a man's cock is in her mouth, don't we?" Lisa's eyes open and she lifts them up, meeting mine. We stare into each other as we listen to Denise continue. "That lovely cock in your mouth can either fill you with sperm or piss, and some women fear that a man will use her as his toilet, isn't that right pet?"

Lisa groans, increasing her suction on my cock. "I want your master to degrade you, use you as his urinal." Denise pulls on one of Lisa's nipples, pinching it hard then twisting it. "His hot piss shooting into your mouth. I want you to drink down every nasty bit of it, every drop of your master's waste." Lisa closes her eyes and I feel her relax her throat while keeping her lips firmly pursed around my cock.

I look back into my wife's eyes as I relax my bladder, and I move my hand so that it's behind Lisa's head, not letting her move away. After several moments I feel the urine flow, coursing down my urethra – one of life's greatest pleasures is starting – taking a much needed leak. As my golden stream enters Lisa's mouth I feel her take a quick breath in through her nose, her nostrils flaring as she gags on the first jet of my piss hitting the back of her throat. 

Lisa keeps her mouth closed, breathing deeply through her nose bringing her gag reflex under control. Denise waits until Lisa takes her first swallow then increases the tempo as she frigs our pet's cunt; Denise whispering into Lisa's ear "Good girl, drink it all down. All your masters hot piss." 

Denise and I keep our eyes locked onto each other as I continue to piss into Lisa's mouth, we both feel our pet tense, shake and head towards another orgasm. We smile at each other – Lisa has become a connection, a conduit of pleasure between Denise and myself, a toy we share with each other. She's more than a pet, she's becoming a part of our lives. I mouth 'I love you" to my wife.

Denise responds by quickening her pace in masturbating Lisa, saying to me "And I love you." She brings her lips to Lisa's ears while keeping her eyes locked with mine and whispers "Our lovely pet, come for us." Lisa shudders, her mouth going slack as her orgasm peaks and breaks. The last of my piss escapes her lips, dribbling down her chin to flow onto her tits and belly. 

I wait for her to come back to earth, pulling my cock out of her mouth. As she returns from her orgasm I tell her "Lick the tip pet, get all the hot - rank – steamy piss off it." As if in a daze Lisa does, and when she finishes I remove my hands from her hair gently, then walk out to get some chilled wine and three glasses. 

Denise remains holding onto Lisa, kissing the side of her face and hair, murmuring into her ear. Denise's one hand stays on Lisa's pussy, and she's running her fingers in the younger woman's luxuriant fur. I walk back in and set the glasses onto the sink counter and pour the wine, then start filling the bathtub. Denise and Lisa are lost in their own sweet world so I sit on the side of the tub, sipping my wine and taking in the image of my two ladies.

Denise's suspender belt is rent in several places, it won't be worn again. Her stockings are ripped to shreds, the look overall is still rather appealing and sexy. It's Lisa who's showing the most wear from the evening's fun. Her hair is a tangled bird's nest, she hadn't arrived wearing much makeup but what she has on is smudged and smeared. Bruises are beginning to show on her breasts and belly and the scratch marks I had seen earlier are getting more pronounced. Her ass is in the worst state however, while Denise was careful not to break the skin still even with Lisa kneeling I can see welts and substantial bruising from the blows she had received. 

Denise gets up off the floor and pours some of her bath oil into the tub. She removes what little is left of her lingerie, then steps into the shower stall. "Come here pet" Denise commands, pointing to a spot on the tiled floor. Lisa dumbly looks at her and begins to stand up. "No pet, stay on your knees. Crawl."

Lisa awkwardly crawls on her knees to the shower. I sip my wine and enjoy watching her move - with her wrists still bound behind her back she's clumsy and sexily ungraceful. Her tits bounce in a cute rhythm in time with her knees thudding on the tile floor, the end of the leash slapping against her inner thighs. Luckily the shower stall doesn't have much of a sill and the doorway is wide. She gets in and positions herself on the floor where Denise had pointed.

My wife straddles her legs around her kneeling pet, commanding her "Look up at me." Lisa turns her face up to look adoringly at Denise, who smiles back and strokes the younger woman's hair. "Such a pretty girl, your mistress has something for you."  

I get up from the side of the tub to get a better view, and walk over to stand in the entranceway to the shower enclosure. Denise keeps one hand alongside Lisa's head while she caresses her own lovely tits with the other. She dreamily close's her eyes for a moment as she pinches one of her nipples, then jets piss from her cunt to beat down onto her pet's tits.

Lisa's eyes are wide open, her mouth stretched into an O. She arches her back and moves slightly to one side, directing the stream towards her left nipple. I watch Lisa as she starts to tremble, a blotchy flush on her face extending down to her tits, her nipples standing out hard and I quietly say to Denise "Look at your pet – she's starting to come again."

Denise brings her other arm down and holds Lisa's head between her hands, her flow continuing in a strong stream. Lisa is still looking up at Denise, her head and torso lightly bobbing back and forth in time with the waves of pleasure she's feeling. "Mih – mi- mistress, th -thank – you – oohhhh."

Denise pulls Lisa's face into her pussy telling her "Drink the last of my piss." Lisa latches her mouth to my wife's pussy and a new set of shudders wracks through our pet's body. We hear Lisa part moan, part whimper and Denise tells her "Shh pet, my good girl. My pretty girl. Now wipe your mistresses' pussy clean."

Denise keeps her hold on Lisa's head as our pet licks her pussy folds clean. Denise purrs to Lisa as pet continues licking and tonguing the older woman's pussy – until finally Denise's legs almost buckle as she rides the younger woman's face to another orgasm of her own.

Satisfied Denise steps back and away from Lisa. The younger girl keeps her gaze towards my wife and says in a worried tone "Mistress, please. I – I feel like I'm going to burst – I have to – ohh – pee?" Her face reddens with humiliation as she starts to swing her hips back and forth, working hard to keep control of herself.

Denise looks at her, a smile on her lips. "Pet, go ahead and pee. The toilet's right over there. Get up, sit down on the seat and let your piss flow. It won't bother us – in fact" Denise motions to me and we walk over to it, "We want to watch. Give us a show pet, go ahead and piss for us."

Lisa's blush gets redder, it extends down almost to her belly. Her face is a bright cherry red but she clumsily stands up, walks over and quickly sits on the toilet. Her hands are still bound behind her so she moves gracelessly, and when she sits they cause her to arch her back thrusting her belly and tits out to us.  

My cock is again achingly erect. Our pet looks so fucking adorable on the toilet – humiliated, embarrassed, her tits and belly still glistening from the golden shower she got from my wife's cunt. Her legs are spread open, the fur surrounding her cunt matted and soaked. The scratches and bruises on her tits and tummy along with the ruined makeup and tangled mess of her hair provide a sensual counterpoint to her wholesome, naïve, cute nerdy good girl image.

I turn to Denise and pull her into my arms, kissing her deeply, lovingly. She reaches down and gently strokes my cock with one hand, and at the same time plays with my ass with her other and I shiver, tasting her mouth in mine. She gently pulls away and turning her head to face Lisa, says "Your master's cock is hungry for its pet. Don't keep it waiting – piss. Give us a show."

Lisa tries, but her shame won't allow her to relax her bladder muscles. Denise chuckles and steps over to the toilet, reaching down with her hand and opening Lisa's pussy wider. At the same time my wife says to her "Listen to the water flowing into the tub pet – all that hot water just flowing from the faucet into the bathtub. Listen to it." And then with a groan Lisa's cunt sprays her piss out in a lovely stream of hot yellow champagne.

Denise places both of her hands into Lisa's torrent, soaking them with her piss. She then uses one to grab me by my cock, pulling me in front of Lisa, positioning me so that my glans is just inches from those delectable, lush lips of hers. "Look pet, your master's cock. Sit back and enjoy your piss while I jerk your master off onto your face." Lisa looks at my cock and opens her mouth, extending the tip of her tongue out. Denise gently strokes my cock, using her pets piss as a lubricant while Lisa begins to probe my cum hole with her tongue. Oh god I think to myself, our pet is definitely a quick learner.