2 comments/ 9961 views/ 0 favorites Not a Sub By: Jeahmi Gaven waltzed through the room secure in his roman gladiator costume. Standing at a powerfully built 6'2", he commanded the attention of every lady in the room as well as over half the men, but each time he met another Dom's gaze, he lowered his eyes as expected of a Sub. It had been six weeks since he had dismissed his last pet. He had grown tired of the groveling and excessive neediness that so many subs exhibit. He had a plan and was confident that his new strategy would secure a girl to be proud of. So many women enter the BDSM world trying to establish themselves as a Dom but never quite finding the fulfillment they seek. He was sure that he could find just that type of girl and introduce her to the joy and release his slaves always find. The costume party was the perfect opportunity to find what he was looking for, but first he had to lure her in.... ------------------- Dressed in a sexy black cat woman suit, Kat was starting to second guess herself. Perhaps this hadn't been such a good idea. At first she thought the Kat/cat woman thing was so clever. Now she regretted it each time she introduced herself to the others at the party. She straightened her shoulders and set herself to the task at hand. She was here for a pet and she aimed to leave the party with one on her leash. Three loud bangs from the front of the hall silenced the party. It was obvious that this was a crowd accustomed to discipline. "Masters and Mistresses...sluts, slaves, pets... and everything in between...I welcome you to my home and trust you are all finding the enjoyment you seek. Except, of course, for those of you unworthy of enjoyment," A chuckle swept through the crowd as the MC in the judges robe took a sip from his glass of wine. "I know we are all here to enjoy ourselves and we'll get on with that soon enough. Unfortunately I must first review the rules of engagement incumbent upon all those in attendance," "It is known that this gathering is for those drawn to the BDSM lifestyle. While some people are more submerged in the role play than others, it must be clear that if at anytime anyone finds themselves being coerced beyond their comfort, hurt beyond their threshold, or wants to disengage from the role-play; the party safe word is "Halloween". "Anyone caught ignoring the safe word, even if heard by proximity, will be punished and stripped of their membership. I might add that a punishment from our membership committee will be very public and not provide pleasure in any way, shape or form to those who get punished". "To aid the new faces and those new to the lifestyle, Doms were to incorporate some form of bondage or mastery into their costume such as leashes, whips, or handcuffs. Subs were to incorporate something indicative of their role such as a pet or slave costume, or perhaps that of a slut. Upon introduction subs are to avert their eyes from the gaze of a dom". "For those here who are bonded to another, you are expected to wear either a necklace with a key to indicate the stronger one of the bond or a collar for the weaker. One must seek permission from the owner before engaging the owned, even in conversation. Stealing those who are bound to another is a punishable offense". "I have secured a well trained force to ensure that the party rules are observed. All bouncers are dressed in the same shirtless police costumes with my seal on a chain around their neck. Boys, raise your hands so everyone can see you. To my beloved guests, you may look, but you may not touch. All guests are expected to move out of the way as my men pass through the crowd. Argue with them and it may be the last words you speak on Earth". "Now I believe it is time to begin the festivities. On the East and West sides of this hall are devices made for bondage and torture as well as every sex toy you have every imagined. In the front by the stage here is the DJ booth and dance floor. In the back is the bar and buffet". "Sexual acts are allowed in any way, shape or form between consenting partners and in any location in this hall". "Let's make this evening one to remember!" The judge waited for the applause to die down before going back to the naughty prisoner girl and bailiff waiting on the edge of the stage. Kat surveyed the room from her spot near the DJ booth. As she looked around she saw some eyes both female and male drop while others met her gaze and silently challenged her to look away first. She still wasn't entirely sure what kind of man she was looking for. She had recently watched a porn video of a girl spanking and torturing her manly victim. Two homemade orgasms later she was itching to find some cock. She had no idea that something so wild would turn her on so much. So here she was looking for someone to take home and train. -------------------------- Gaven was beginning to wonder if he had approached this in the right way. There were so many luscious women here to choose from. He couldn't help it if his cock twitched every time a woman averted her eyes from his. Try as he might it was difficult to stuff his proud bearing into the humble pose of the controlled. More than a few dominatrix's had confronted him in an attempt to secure him as their own. Gaven chuckled as he remembered the expression on the last one's face when he ever so politely refused her attention. It was obvious that he was the first man not to drop to his knees and worship her as she passed. Then as he picked up his drink from the bar, he saw her. A stunning vixen dressed as cat woman. She certainly had the look of a woman in charge, but there was something about her bearing that didn't live up to the "bitch in charge" attitude that almost always characterized a lady dom. Something about the way she looked about the room. She was unsure of herself; perhaps new to the game. He moved about the room watching the girl who would most likely kneel before him before the end of the night. ------------------------- Kat stood by the billiards table watching Madam Diana demonstrate to her friends how well her pet had done at obedience school. The madam was sitting up on the edge of the table with her legs over the shoulders of a short, but muscular young man kneeled before her. Spot, as she called him, was licking up and down her core as she encouraged him. "Oh, what a good boy, Spot," she cooed. "That's right, puppy, you know how mama loves her big sloppy kisses". As he knelt before her, Kat noticed that he had a tail and it kept wagging as he went about his task with enthusiasm. She blushed slightly when she realized that it was an anal plug with a fake tail attached at the end. Spot brought his mistress to a shattering climax and sat back on his haunches panting, waiting to find out if he had served her well. Madam Diana stood up arranging her skirts. She patted Spot on the head. "You've made me very proud, boy. Are you ready for your treat?" "Woof, woof" "Well, you certainly deserve it, baby. Yes you do!" Kat smirked as Diana crouched over her dog and ruffled his hair. "Now Spot, two good friends of mine are very excited to meet you tonight. Mark, Roger...this is Spot. Isn't he fantastic?" "Diana, luv, you've outdone yourself" Roger responded. With a kiss on each check, he embraced Diana in a very warm, very close hug. A warning growl from Spot brought a disapproving glance from his owner. "ENOUGH! Spot, I have already told you these men are my friends and mean me no harm. Now be a good boy and enjoy your treat!" "Ok, boy, me and Mark here have been looking forward to spending time with you. I decided that I would like to take you from behind first while you show Mark just how good you are with that tongue of yours." "Then if you're a really good boy, we'll switch, " added Mark. Spot looked at his Mistress with such gratitude, tongue hanging out as he panted through his excitement. Diana removed his tail and promised to return it later. Roger moved up to Spot and opened his pants. "Ok, Spot, I don't want to hurt you, so lets get a little help from that beautiful tongue of yours." Spot started to caress Roger's dick with his hot, wet tongue. Roger moaned out a "good boy" while Mark started to stroke his cock at the sight before him. A few others gathered around were toying with themselves and their own pets while they watched the action. "Heel" Spot immediately sat back and brought his mouth to a close awaiting his next command. "Wow, Diana, such responsiveness!" Mark praised. Roger moved behind Spot and positioned him as desired. Spot let out a whimper of desire as Roger slowly invaded him from behind. As Roger started a slow, steady rhythm, Mark approached Spot and opened his trousers. "Alright Spot, show daddy what you got.." Spot smiled and slowly licked the tip before engulfing Mark's entire seven inches in one quick move. With a strong suction, he flicked his tongue along the sensitive underside sending shockwaves through Mark's body. "Oh..my..lord...Diana! You...unh...said...he was ..unh..skilled....not unh....wow!" Spot smiled around Mark's cock and looked to his mistress for approval. Diana gave an excited clap and smiled at her pet. "I told you boys, he's the best I ever trained!" she said triumphantly. Spot made short work of Mark leaving him devastated when Spot swallowed his entire load. Roger finished shortly after, but both men needed a bit of a breather before switching places. Kat glanced about the room to see if anything caught her eye. The action with Spot and Diana had been hot, but it wasn't as exciting once Mark and Roger got involved. As the men switched places, Mark wrapped his hand around Spot's incredibly large member and mounted him from behind. Kat snickered to herself that with a member like that Spot would make a better horse. She decided to try and find something more to her taste and left Spot to do his thing. Gaven was not far away from Kat watching a fairy bent over a couch and taken from behind by a very large, very fat troll. The troll had tied her down by the wrists and ankles and pushed into her with such force that her restraints were cutting into her supple flesh. Gaven was amused to see such a petite creature handle the obvious strain of accommodating the man's girth. The fairy was red in the face and finding it difficult to gain her breath, but the expression on her face was one of pure ecstasy. As Kat moved away from the billiards tables, he made his way toward her. Maneuvering through the crowd Kat stopped in her tracks when she when she saw an absolute hunk in a gladiator costume. He was magnificent. His biceps and pecs were tan and oiled. He stood well over a head taller than her. When she looked up at him, their eyes locked. It was clear from the manacles he wore on his wrists that he was a sub, but she saw him hesitate before looking down. Gaven was surprised when the sexy blond stopped short. She looked over his body with a hunger that was raw and powerful. When her eyes met his, his first instinct was to assert himself. He would take her home and make her his... He quickly remembered himself and looked down. He hoped that she was up for the challenge of a toy that would need a firm hand. Not a Sub Ch.02 I highly recommend reading through part 1 before reading this story. Please submit a rating at the end of the story. Every little star helps! ***************************** Kat wondered to herself, "Could I really have someone this strong at my beck and call?" Gaven stood still, waiting to see what she would do next. Kat circled the gladiator, noting his broad shoulders and strong backside. Oh yes, 0she thought, he'll do nicely. "What is your name?" she purred, running her fingernails along his back and around to his chest as she circled. Gaven knew he had found the right girl; she was definitely a novice. Why else would she ask his name instead of giving him one? So few of his girls had even been worthy enough to earn names. "It's Gaven, ma'am." He stole a glance at her lips, noting the smile and quickly looked away. "Gaven, hmm...I guess that will do for now. I am Mistress Kat. I prefer to be addressed as ma'am or Mistress," she informed him. She prepared for her first move. Up until now her experiences had been limited to a few pornos, mind-blowing stories off the website Literotica, and a little bit of online roleplay. This was her first attempt at dominance. Kat grabbed Gaven by the shoulder and pushed him firmly down to one knee. She stood in front of him, straddling the raised knee. "Tell me, Gaven, how would you like the opportunity to pleasure me with your tongue?" She smashed his face in between her legs and smiled when she heard a deep inhale of breath. Gaven's senses roared to life, shocked that such a meek looking creature would do something so bold! Now that he found his face so close to the prize he sought, he brought his hands around her womanly hips to cup her ass cheeks. "Mine," he growled as he started to nuzzle her crotch with the bridge of his nose. Kat jumped back in a squeal of delight when he rammed his nose into her clit. "Gaven, behave!" she scolded in mock disapproval. "Now, I asked a question and I expect an answer." "Mistress, please forgive me!" Gaven lowered his eyes, feigning remorse. "I was so caught up in your delicious aroma that I forgot to answer." Gaven looked Kat directly in the eye. "Mistress, I desire nothing more than to pleasure you. I would hold you on the edge of release for as long as you allow and then bring you crashing down." Gaven returned his gaze to the floor. Kat's heart raced beneath her perky breasts. From the searing heat in his eyes, Kat believed every word he'd just said. She steadied her breathing and moved onto the next step in her plan. She wanted to bring him down a notch. He seemed pretty cocky compared to the boot-licking jellyfish she expected a sub to be. "Well, Gaven, I'm not sure if you're what I'm looking for. I was expecting to find someone more muscular and frankly, better looking." It was a good thing Gaven was looking down. He had never been so insulted in his life. How dare she! How many other 38-year-old men could bench press 385 pounds or run two miles at a sprint and barely break a sweat? And better looking? Christ! What the hell was wrong with her? He decided then and there that he would play this game until he could turn the tables. He would have her panting beneath him like a bitch in heat. She would witness his strength as he held her up against a wall and pounded into her. His riding crop would exact revenge on her cunt...oh yes, it would be glorious. Kat was oblivious to the turmoil in Gaven's mind. Instead, she wondered what his first errand should be. Nothing too demanding, of course. Wouldn't want him to buckle under the pressure. "Well, I've decided to give you a try. I'm a little impressed with how you employed your nose. Perhaps you'll be worth my time after all." Kat hoped he would accept. Her nipples hardened imagining what else he could do with that wicked body of his. "Mistress, you are too generous to even allow one such as myself to be near you. I will not disappoint!" Gaven kept his face low imagining all the ways he "wouldn't disappoint". "Gaven, I find I am in need of a drink. Fetch me a glass of red wine...something sweet, like your cute little ass." "Of course, ma'am. As you wish." Gaven stood and gave a low bow. He turned toward the bar, knowing just what vintage would do. Along the way he passed many sights and sounds that normally would have intrigued him. Not tonight. He strode to the bar, secured the wine and headed straight back toward his intended conquest. As he drew closer, he saw that she was sandwiched between two thugs dressed as demons. One was stroking the outside of her thigh with his clawed hand. The other was apparently whispering naughty things in her ear, as a deep blush spread across her beautiful face. Gaven was furious. How dare they touch her! Then he calmed himself, remembering that she wasn't marked. Without a collar, she had the free will to do as she pleased. He fumed to himself. Then he realized that he knew these two dirtbags. They were the kind of trash who gave this lifestyle a bad name. A couple of years ago, Gaven had released one of his girls from his service, feeling she would be more suitable for a Mistress instead of a Master. The girl had later attended a party like this one, but unattached. Gaven hadn't been there, but he had heard what these two hyenas had done to her. How they had knocked her out and ravaged her while no one was the wiser. Her recovery from the incident had been lengthy and painful. At least she was now in the care of a very affectionate Mistress who truly cherished her. Gaven had railed at the cruelty and demanded the men be punished. Sure, there had been an inquiry by the committee, but since she never said the safe word and no one had witnessed whether the lack of consciousness was voluntary, the two were not stripped of their membership. Gaven remembered how they had laughed when they were handed a membership suspension of two years. What a joke. He couldn't remember their names, but at the moment "Dead" and "Deader" were the top choices. Kat started to wiggle away from between the two, noticeably uncomfortable with their ministrations. Gaven wondered how could he interrupt without revealing himself. Perhaps showing a little strength wouldn't tip his hand too much. "My lady, your wine. I hope it is pleasing to you." Gaven knelt at her feet and presented the glass. Kat looked relieved as she straightened her posture to that of a commander. "Yes, Gaven, of course. Thank you," "If I may, my lady, to make a deal with the devil, you must first sell your soul. What a waste for a gorgeous creature like yourself to become a slave to their wicked demands." With that, Gaven bowed his head and awaited his next command. The shorter of the two spat at the floor in front of Gaven and grabbed Kat around the waist, pulling her hard against his crotch. "Shut up, eunuch. We'll fuck this bitch all night long and leave you to clean up the mess!" His partner chuckled and gave Gaven a wicked sneer. "I think he's just upset that we're giving her all the attention and leaving him out! Don't worry, boy toy. I'm sure your mouth is just as hot as her cunt will be. I'll save some for ya!" Shorty laughed at his friend's joke and rubbed his hard-on all over Kat's ass. Gaven glanced at Kat's face, which was painted with revulsion and fear. She had tensed up and he could see she wasn't sure how to react. "C'mon, let's get this damn spandex off her." As they started to peel off her costume, her eyes went wild and she looked to Gaven. "Halloween," she choked out. Gaven rose to his full height using every inch of his muscular frame to loom over Kat's tormentors, but the demons were too busy to notice. "He he, I think she don't wanna play no more. Well, too late for that, bitch!" "Let her go before I tear you apart!" Gaven growled. "Fuck off, Nancy. We ain't done yet!" "Halloween, Halloween!" Kat squeaked frantically, trying desperately to shove them away. Gaven shifted his weight to his left foot and landed a hard right hook into Shorty's big nose. Shorty staggered backward, releasing Kat to grab at his face. Gaven took a quick step back, then stepped forward with a powerful uppercut, sending the sidekick to his back three feet away. Kat jumped into Gaven's arms and buried her face in his neck. It felt so right to be wrapped up in his strength. Before she could thank him, Gaven was torn away from her. "Let's go pal. You're outta here!" The bouncer, one of the largest men she had ever seen, had yanked Gaven away from her and was pushing him toward the door. A second bouncer came up to offer his apologies and find out if the two devils were all right. "No! Wait!" she shouted. Why were they taking Gaven after what those assholes had tried to do? "I used the safe word but these creeps wouldn't stop!" Anger had replaced the panic she felt a few moments ago. "What?" the first bouncer roared. Two more bouncers moved in and hauled the men up off the floor, holding them in place while their fate was decided. Gaven explained to the bouncers what had happened. A couple of other party-goers had witnessed everything and corroborated Gaven's version of events, stating that the scumbags had gotten what they deserved. Each demon was carried to the stage for punishment. A hungry crowd of spectators gathered round the stage to enjoy the show. When the judge announced that those punished wouldn't enjoy it, the crowd knew they were in for a treat. Gaven watched the stage as preparations for the punishment began. He stole a glance at Kat as she sat on a nearby couch, her expression cool and smug. She had recovered from the episode and clearly was pleased with the fate of her would-be abusers. This was his chance... With a flourish worthy of a courtier at the feet of his queen, Gaven bowed before his prize and then lowered himself to a kneeling position. "Mistress Kat, if it so pleases you, I am at your service to do with as you wish. I simply pray that I did not overstep any boundaries earlier and that you would have me stay at your feet," he said, his eyes properly downcast. Kat smiled at Gaven. "My dear Gaven, you have done well and I am proud of you. I find I am now quite pleased with both your body and your personality. I brought a leash with me, but have no one to attach it to. I think it would look lovely on you, if you are interested." Gaven stifled a grin, inwardly pleased with the night's events. "Mistress Kat, I live only to pleasure you. I would feel honored to serve a woman as beautiful as you." Kat stood and wrapped her leash around Gaven's neck, closing the clasp onto one of the links. "Let's go, pet. I wish to give you a reward," Kat tugged lightly on the leash -- an order to rise. Gaven followed Kat toward the exit. His arousal stirred as he watched her perfect little ass strut ahead of him, her hips swaying in time to the beat of the music. As they left the party he could hear the most horrendous screams followed by the crowd's laughter and catcalls as the punishment continued on the stage. He relished the justice of it all for a moment and then smiled as he imagined how best he would deal with his "Mistress". Not a Swinger Bill Morgan had many misgivings about this adventure his wife, Betsy, wanted them to try. She had not told him much about it except that she thought he would enjoy it. He knew she was concerned that their life and especially their sex life was getting boring and predictable for them. They had been married for nine years and didn't have sex as often anymore. She tried wearing sexy clothes and he responded well. She knew he loved her deeply. She felt the same about him. They had agreed when they married that they would wait ten years before having children. Betsy was afraid he was not interested in having a child any more. He was so tied up in his work, trying to get ahead in the company, that he was always tired or had to study or work on projects at home. She hoped this idea she had cooked up with the girls at the neighborhood ladies garden club would put some spice back in his life. They had worked on it for months. She reached over and squeezed his hand as he drove down the dirt road. They were last in the small caravan of eight cars, SUVs, and trucks. There had been a recent rain and the dust was minimal. The line of vehicles slowed for a large and formidable looking gate. The driver of the lead car got out and unlocked the gate. He returned to his car and pulled through the gate and off the side of the drive. He waved them all through. He closed and locked the gate, then ran to his car and raced to the head of the line again. They drove for several more miles before entering a huge grove of lovely old giant oak trees. A large house loomed up in front of them. It appeared to be a two story house surrounded by a seven or eight foot tall masonry wall. A large double wooden door was in the wall. The leader unlocked the door and bowed everyone in. He waited until everyone was in the door and closed it behind them. He led them to a door to the house. He opened the door and waved the group of people through again. He smiled and led the couples into a huge family room. "Please be seated everyone and we will get this event started. Let me introduce my wife, Toni and her partner, Betsy. They will explain everything." Toni was a very tall thin model type lady. She had a very lovely face and a nice body, Betsy was gorgeous, tiny and pert, with large breasts, small waist and trim hips and legs. Toni grinned, "All the ladies got together and decided our sex lives were getting rather dull and not too exciting. Here is our little solution to that problem. You will each be given a release to sign to hold no one but each individual himself or herself responsible for what they do here over the next two days. Couples will not consort with each other except between midnight and ten AM each day. Each couple will be assigned a room. They will lock their clothes and belonging in the closet in that room. Personal items such as cosmetics and shaving gear may be left in each bathroom in the cabinets provided. Betsy will explain the rules. Betsy!" "HI!, I'm Betsy, only first names or numbers will be used here, OK? After everything is brought in from our cars and stored in our rooms, there will be a thirty minute period in which each couple can talk this whole thing over. Any couple who can not live with the rules may leave at that time. Then the gate doors in the wall will be locked. Except in the case of an absolute emergency they will not be reopened until we are all ready to leave. A bell will ring when the gates are locked and we will all gather here. That will be 4:00. To get things started each person wiil be given a necklace with their first name on the front and a number on the reverse. These will be worn at all times. Each of you will be given a list, in no particular order, showing the numbers of the people you will be paired with. No one can refuse sex with the person assigned as long as it is straight sex, oral or vaginal penetration, anything else must be by mutual agreement. No one is to inflict any pain on, or restrain any other person, at any time even by mutual agreement. The doors on any room will be left open at all times. There will be a period of fifty minutes to enjoy sex and then a bell will ring. The pairs will then split up and locate the next person on the list. There will be ten minutes to find your new partners between sessions. There will be two of these pair sessions. Then the bell will ring a number of times and everyone will return here. There will be a buffet dinner served here for one hour. Then the bell will ring again. There will be ten minutes to find the next partner. There will be three more sessions before the bell will end the partying for tonight. There will be another group of pair sessions tomorrow night, so by the end, everyone will have enjoyed every person of the opposite sex. In between there will be group gropes and lots of sex games. Any Questions? OK, lets unload our stuff." She ran to Bill and grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the outer door. "Let's get our things then we can talk." Bill looked at her, "Don't you think we should talk first?" "What? Did you see all the girls here? They are all beautiful, everyone is a real doll. I thought you would be very excited over that." "Are you sure you want to do this? You always get jealous when I even dance with someone else." "Darling I will always love you no matter what. This is just sex, not making love. I will only make love with you. No one else will ever have my heart and soul." "I am leery of this. I don't think I can handle you being with another man. Are you really sure this is what you want?" "Darling I am afraid of the way we are drifting apart. I think we need to spice up our sex lives and be more open to each other." "Hey, I'm all for that. I just don't know if I can take you being that 'open' to another man. I think we are taking a big chance here." "Billy, I can't back out now, It was my idea." "OK, I think it's a bad idea, but I'll go along. One sign of jealousy from you and I won't speak to you for a month, and I mean that." "Deal, let's get our stuff." She grabbed his arm and happily grinned up at him. She thought of how lucky she was to have this wonderful man. She loved him with all her heart. She really hoped he would relax and enjoy himself. When the bell rang and the numbers were passed out Betsy handed Bill his necklace and kissed his cheek and whispered, "Enjoy, Darling." He looked at his list, He was number eight, his first partner was number one. Toni. He looked for her and didn't see her anywhere. The hall emptied. Betsy was gone. He didn't know what to do. He sat on a chair and wondered how he got screwed up. Then a door burst open and Toni ran in the room. She ran to him and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He tentatively pulled her closer to him. He could feel her bare hard nipples press into his chest. He whispered, "I thought you stood me up." "Oh! Bill, I am so sorry, we forgot to program the bell. I had to run and do it as fast as I could. Let's go to your room." They started down the hall holding hands. She stopped suddenly at one room and put her finger to her lips. They peeked in. Toni grasped his cock and stroked it as they watched. In the dim light he saw a couple fucking, He heard a voice say, "OH! That is really wonderful! God you are good. I love it , I love it, nobody ever fucked me so well. Hell! Nobody ever really loved me before. You are my very best ever." He knew that voice, it was Betsy. He pulled away from Toni and blindly ran down the hall. He found the family room and went out the front door. He ran across a grassy area and came to a fish pond with a waterfall. He slumped into the grass. He sobbed his heart out. He heard the bell ring. He sat on a bench. He walked back to the house. He had realized his marriage was over. He knew he would hear her words over and over in his mind forever. Her love for him was a mockery. He was destroyed. No! Damn her soul, this is what she wanted. He resolved to give her her wish for now. Bill saw a very lovely young woman sitting by herself and went to her and held his hands out to her. "I bet you are wondering what happened to me, I had an urgent call of nature. I am fine now, my name is Bill, come on we have to hurry to catch up. He picked her up and ran down the hall while she giggled that her name was Sally. He found his room and placed her on the bed. He crawled beside her and kissed her passionately on the lips as his hands explored her body. He moved down and spread her legs and buried his face between her legs. Her pussy was wet but not sloppy. He licked her juices and then found her clit and flipped it savagely for several moments as she squirmed and twisted then screamed for joy. He raised up over her and she guided his hard cock into her love channel. Damn she was tight! Plunged his meat in and out as fast as he could go. He fucked her with a frenzy she had never felt before. He moaned and groaned while voiced her pleasure, "Fuck me Bill. Damn! FUCK ME. OH, BILL YOU ARE WONDERFUL, BILL, BILL, FUCK MEEEEEE, I LOVE IT BILL. WOW! He heard the bell ring and kept fucking and fucking. Sally was still screaming his name, "FUCK ME YOU WILD MAN, GOD I'M CUMMING AGAIN OH! BILL YOU ARE A SUPER STUD." He stiffened as he reached his peak and squirted streams of cum in her pussy. He fell over on his side and heard clapping. He looked up at a group of people watching. He looked Betsy in the eyes as he said, "Damn, Sally, that had to be my best ever. I want YOU again." "I'll be looking for you Bill, I really will." Bill got to his feet and grabbed his lower back. Wow! It was really sore. He made his way to the family room. He was in a lot of pain. Nothing real serious but it wouldn't let him forget it. He really wanted to find a place to lay down and relax. He felt a hand on his arm and turned to find Betsy looking up at him. She wasn't smiling. He reached out and looked at her tag. He looked in her eyes and said "Nope" and turned his back and walked off checking tags. He found his partner, a really beautiful girl and put his arm around her and Betsy stood and watched them go as tears ran from her eyes. She felt a hand on her arm and found a man with the number that matched hers for the next session. He was a nice looking man with a huge hard on. She followed him off as she looked for Bill. She didn't see him again, even between sessions, or at dinner and she returned to their room just before midnight. She desperately needed another shower. She smelled of sex and knew fluids were trickling from her pussy and down her thighs. She didn't feel at all like she had thought she would feel. She was disgusted with herself. She had not really enjoyed having sex with any of her five partners. She showered for a long time, dried herself and crawled in the bed. There was a large wet spot in the center of the bed. She got up and found a clean dry towel and covered the spot. She climbed back in bed, she was about to drop off to sleep when she heard a slight noise and opened her eyes to see Bill kissing a woman in the door way. He patted her ass gently and said, "See you tomorrow for sure, Sweetie, good night." He glanced at the bed and went to the shower. A few minutes later he climbed in bed and turned his back to her and lay still. Betsy couldn't sleep. She silently cried her self to sleep not knowing her husband was doing the same thing. Betsy awoke in the morning and was alone in the bed. Bill was gone. God! She had wanted to talk to him, now it was too late. She hurried and got a cup of coffee and a piece of toast then hurried to the big room. Most of the crowd was there. She didn't see Bill. Toni waved her over to the little stage. "Boy, I'm beat, how about you?" "Yeah! Me too. I don't think I can look another cock in the eye right now." "I know what you mean. Hey! Thanks for what you did with Charlie last night. It really did the trick, he acted like a real stud when he came to bed. That build up you and the other girls gave him cured his insecurity and he was a different lover. I hope Bill wasn't up set with hearing it." "What? Bill heard me?" "Yeah, we were watching from the door, then something funny happened when you said that to Charlie. I was holding Bill's rigid hot cock in my hand and it went limp in an instant and he ran from the room." Betsy's hands flew to her mouth. "Oh! My God. He heard everything I said." "He sure had to hear it. You didn't tell him in advance I had asked the girls to build Charlie up did you?" "No I forgot about it." "Wow, he won't believe it now if you tell him. God that had to really hurt him. Let me know if I can help in any way. OK?" Betsy walked in a daze to a chair and sat with her face in her hands. What had she done to that sweet gentle man. She wept and ran from the room. She pushed her way out the outer door and threw up. She dropped to her knees and retched again and again. Bill sat in a corner of the dining room and stared at the wall as he tried to sip a cup of coffee. He heard heels clicking on the wood floor. He looked up to see Toni approaching. He held his hands up and said, "Honey, I just can't help you now. I am so sore I can hardly walk." "Bill, I need to talk to you right now, please.' "Talk I can handle a little of." "I want to tell you something, please don't be angry with me. Please!" "Why would I be angry?" "My husband Charlie is a sweet wonderful man in every way, except in bed. I love him very, very much. He knows I had other men before we were married. He has always felt he couldn't compete with them as a lover. I thought that If I got all the other girls here to tell him what a wonderful lover he is it would give him confidence and he would be better in bed. Do you understand?" "I think so, are you trying to tell me that is what I heard Betsy doing last night?" "Yes, that is why I wanted to stop and listen." "Does Betsy know I heard her?" "Yes she does, she is heart broken about it too! When she found out she almost fainted. She ran out the door and threw up. She is crying her eyes out outside in the grass right now." "Promise you won't tell her you told me this for a couple of days. Please." "No! Not if you are going to use this to hurt her. She has suffered enough." "I won't hurt her anymore than she hurt me." "She didn't do it on purpose, it was an accident. Big difference." "Toni, you are right, I love that woman more than I can say. Let me go find her." Bill went out the front door and saw Betsy laying on the grass softly weeping. He got on his knees beside her and kissed her gently on the cheek. She turned abruptly, saying, "Leave me alone." "No girl, let me help you, are you sick?" "Yes, sick about what I did to you, to us. Please leave me, I am all stinky and dirty." She wailed, "And I know you hate me." He put his arms around her and held her close to him. "Sweetheart, I could never hate you, I love you too damned much. Let me carry you in to our room and clean you up. OK?" He easily lifted her and carried her through the door and down the hall. He put her on the bed then he ran a hot bath and carried her and gently lowered her in the hot water. He took a bath puff and loaded it with soap and softly cleaned her face. He ran water on a wash cloth and rinsed her face tenderly. Her eyes never left his face. Tears still ran from her eyes. He softly kissed each eye, "Please stop crying, you know I can't stand to see you cry. It turns me to jelly. I love you too much!." "No, there is no such thing as too much love." "Stand up and I will wash the rest of you." She stood and he scrubbed every inch of her. He found shampoo and washed her hair. He carefully washed her sex and her breasts. He took a large towel and gently dried her off. He carried her back to the bed and laid her on it. He pulled the covers up over her and kissed her forehead. "I'll be back later, there is still a party going on." He walked away and out the door. Her mouth hung open for a moment. She jumped from the bed and yelled, "Not without me you don't." and ran around the corned of the door and right in his chest. He grabbed her and hugged her tight. "Where are you going?" he laughed. "If you are like me you are too sore to party." "OH! You are right, my poor pussy hurts if I even think of a cock." "My poor cock hurts if I even think of a pussy. Even your sweet pussy will have to wait a year or so." "A YEAR?" "Well, maybe a day will do it, I don't know, he has never been this pussy whipped before. I wouldn't even want to fuck you will your 'best lover ever's cock." "Oh! Billy, you did hear me say that, didn't you?" "Yeah! Did you really mean that? I guess I will have to settle for being tenth best." "Hell NO! You are ten times better than he is. I was trying to help Toni, her husband Charlie is a sweet guy but a dud in bed. He has always thought he was a very poor lover. She thought it would give him more confidence if all the girls told him how great a lover he is." "Did it work?" "She says it did. She said he was a tiger in bed this morning. She said it was her best ever." "When I see him, I'll tell him to stay away from you or I'll kick his ass." "Oh Darling, that is so sweet of you. I love you so much, and I have to confess, I got so jealous of the women I saw you with I cried all night. I couldn't stand you being with an other girl. I kept thinking, What if he likes it with her better than with me. Will he be thinking of her from now on when we make love? Will he want to do her again? It scared me to death." She looked into his eyes, searching. "It didn't happen did it?" "No dear, not really. The problem did crop up though." "Oh no!" "Yep! When I was fucking other women all I could think of was you." "Oh! Bill, you were so right, I should never have done this. What can we do now. I can't go back out there. Will you ever forgive me?" "I will always love you. I am still very angry that you chose to put our marriage in such great jeopardy, hopefully it will survive. Babe, you do have to go back out. We will put robes on and hold each other's hands and tell them we are too sick to play anymore right now, maybe later." "Do you really think our marriage is in trouble?" "I do not know at this time. I can not see inside your heart or know what you really think. I just don't completely trust you anymore I guess. Can a marriage long survive without trust? I just haven't had time to really think about this and what it does to us. I don't really know anymore what you think, if I ever did. I thought I did but I was wrong. I don't really know anything except that I think I still love you as much as ever." Betsy held his face between her hands and searched his eyes and his face. She didn't see the love she had always found there, her beautiful face scrunched together and tears flowed from her eyes. She turned and ran and threw herself on the bed and sobbed. She felt his weight as he sat beside her on the bed. His large hands rubbed her back and she rolled over and looked up at him. Tears still ran from her eyes, her bottom lip was quivering. He smiled gently at her and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. He leaned toward her and softly pressed his lips to hers. He pulled back until his lips brushed against hers as he whispered, "I do love you Babe, with all my heart." She pulled his face down and kissed him harder. It was a long, long, passionate kiss that left her breathless. She pushed him up a bit and said, "Please don't stop loving me. Please, I need your love. I can't exist with out it. I need you now. I feel you, you are hard for me aren't you?" "Yes, Dear I am. But I am also sore as can be. Look at him." Betsy looked at his erection. It was bright red and raw looking. She reached down and touched it and he sucked his breath in sharply. She looked up at him, "You poor dear. You can't stand to have anyone touch him can you?" Not a Swinger "No, not right now." "Well so much for the swinging life style. I don't think we are cut out for it." "I know I'm no swinger!"