5 comments/  27297 views/  10 favorites

One Way To Spice Up A Marriage

By: medic45



I was deep in thought staring at my computer screen; oblivious to the world around me. I've worked for the same investment company since getting out of college nearly ten years ago and have done pretty well for myself during that time. About six months ago I was promoted to head the IT department. As I think back on it now, I guess that was when the problems with my marriage began. 

We've been going through some major changes at work following the security breech which got my predecessor fired. I'd been working long hours and nearly every weekend trying to get the project done. The stress was taking its toll on me and on my marriage. Sex seemed like an obligation now rather than a stimulation. Jennifer and I were fighting more and we never seemed to go out. I knew I wasn't paying enough attention to her and our relationship was heading for the toilet.

I'm sure that anyone passing by my open office door that day thought I was deep in thought, trying to correct some complex computer issue. In fact, I was thinking about my upcoming weekend, and my annual trek back to the university to reminisce with old friends. It was homecoming weekend; something I hadn't missed since graduation. I was looking forward to my first weekend off in over a month.

I was lost in my thoughts. I was back at the University. It was the first weekend of the fall semester of my junior year and I was looking out the frat house window. The weather was warm and the sisters from the sorority across the street were taking advantage of it. There were nearly a dozen of them laid out in their skimpiest swimwear trying to take advantage of what would probably be one of the last warm weekends of the summer.

I was oblivious to all of them except for one. I didn't know her name at the time, but my attention was focused on Jennifer. She had just turned over to get some sun on her back. The top of her suit, which barely covered her breasts was now untied and hanging loosely as she lay on her tummy. The bottoms didn't hide much either. The thong she wore disappeared into the valley between her cheeks exposing all of her gorgeous ass.

I saw her around campus and even had a class with her that semester. That's how I learned her name. When we passed each other she would always smile and say hello but nothing more. Most of the time she was with a couple of her girlfriends. Cindy and Beth were her roommates. They all lived at the sorority house and seemed to be inseparable.

Jennifer played on the woman's volleyball team. I went to as many matches as I could just to see her. She was tall, probably about 6'2". I loved watching her in her uniform, the tight pullover shirt and tiny shorts enhanced her ample breasts and fine ass. I think having a fantastic looking butt must have been a prerequisite to be on the team because all the women had them. Jennifer's was the hottest. Words couldn't adequately describe it.

She kept her long blond hair in a ponytail that extended half way down her back. She didn't have huge breasts but in my opinion, were more than ample and complimented her long and slender frame nicely. 

It was just before Christmas break when I really got a chance to talk to her. The frat was throwing one of their famous pre-exam parties and her sorority was helping. I was tending bar and talking to a few friends when she came over. She wanted a drink and I laughingly told her I needed to see her ID before I could serve her. She smiled and although we both knew I was kidding, she showed it to me.

She told me that I'd have to serve her now so I smiled and told her I would gladly be her servant. She stood at the bar as she drank her drink which gave me an opportunity to talk to her. We seemed to hit it off and soon we were dating. We got married the following year after graduation.

I was thinking of all of the fun times we had in school. We rented a house during our senior year. Finances were tight so she invited Cindy and Beth to live with us and help out with expenses. They loved to tease me by either making comments with sexual overtures or by wearing something that was just a little bit too revealing. Jennifer didn't seem to mind, especially when something happened that caused me embarrassment. I was thinking about some of our escapades when I heard someone calling my name.

"Earth to Jim." A voice was saying. "Jim, snap out of it. Are you OK?"

It was Jack, my neighbor. We had planned a long Friday lunch before I took off for my weekend excursion. I didn't know how long he had been standing there watching me, but by the grin on his face, I guessed it had been a while.

"Oh, hi Jack." I finally replied. "Yea, I was just thinking about the weekend. Just can't wait. It's always great to see the old gang."

We headed out to lunch. Jack could tell that something was bothering me. I confided in him about my home life. I told him I thought my marriage was failing and didn't know what to do to revitalize it. Jack seemed to understand.

"Check out the internet." He said. "Lots of great ideas there. Lori and I send the kids to the grandparents every so often so we can have a fantasy night. On the nights that I'm in charge, I try to do something that I know will drive her crazy, like teasing her for hours before letting her orgasm. When she's in charge she likes to turn the tables. She likes being in control every now and then and takes full advantage of it whenever she gets the chance."

"So, do you do a bunch of kinky stuff?" I asked. "You know, stuff like swinging, threesomes, even whips and chains?"

Jack just smiled.

"We've tried a few things." He said. "But it can be as simple as dressing up. Have you ever done it on the dining room table? How about in public? It doesn't have to be kinky, just different."

I thought about what Jack had said. It was a two hour drive so I had plenty of time to think.

The trip was good. We had a nice dinner on Friday night with some of my fraternity brothers. The big game was on Saturday afternoon but the annual Frat challenge game was that morning. Unfortunately the alumni lost; we always did, but at least we made it close. The tailgating parties that followed seemed to go on forever, especially since the game was a blowout. We won by 3 touchdowns so we concentrated on drinking instead of cheering. Saturday night was party time all over campus. We attended an alumni party and reminisced with old friends. Prior to leaving on Sunday we had a nice brunch with Jennifer's sorority sisters.

"Remember the time Cindy walked out of the bathroom and simply let her towel drop to the floor while Jim just stood there?" Jennifer asked. "You know we had planned it for weeks, just waiting for the right opportunity. There she was, standing in the nude and all Jim could do was stare at her. He turned beet red. Cindy just picked up the towel, not bothering to put it around her, and walked by him and into her room."

"Yeah." Cindy replied. "I wish I could have seen the look on his face as I passed him. I didn't look back, but I did reach down and give his cock a little squeeze just to confirm it was hard as a rock."

"And remember the time you purposely left the bedroom door open while Jim was getting undressed? Beth asked. "We were both trying to get a look at his cock that night. He had his back to us at first, but turned around and caught us staring at him. I think he turned even a brighter shade of red that night."

"Yeah," Jennifer giggled. "But it must have really turned him on because he fucked the hell out of me that night. I was sore for two days after that."

"Well, we've got to run. We've got a long drive. It's been really great seeing both of you." Jennifer said as she hugged the girls. "We need to get together more often. Why don't you come visit us sometime? We've got plenty of room. "I'm sure Jim would love to have you come stay for a week or so. It would be like old times."

I got up from the table and Cindy turned to give me a hug. She pulled me tight against her perky breasts and held me there for a moment longer than was actually necessary. As she released me she reached down and gave me cock a little squeeze.

"Yep, I think he'd enjoy that." Cindy said. "He's got a boner just thinking about it."

It was Beth's turn next. She was much shorter than Cindy. Her arms encircled my waist. Before ending her embrace she gave my butt a playful smack.

We didn't talk much as I drove home. I was deep in thought. I was thinking about some of the stuff we did in college and what Jack had told me on Friday. I considered the possibilities. When I pulled into the driveway I looked over at Jennifer. 

"I'm sorry Jenn." I said. "I've been neglecting you for the last few months. You know, I had a great time this weekend. I think we need to get away more and do more to put some spice back into our relationship."

We hugged and kissed before heading inside. I hoped this might be a new beginning.

I spent the next week doing research on the internet. I read stories, checked out sex toys and even chatted with some people to get ideas. By Saturday night I had come up with a plan. 

We were cuddling on the sofa watching a movie when I asked Jennifer if she was happy with our marriage. She agreed that the last six months had been hard with me being gone all the time. I agreed and suggested we needed to do something to spice it up.

"Did you know that Jack and Lori play sex games?" I said. "They have these fantasy nights where they act out various sexual fantasies. One night Jack will come up with a fantasy and the next time Lori will..."

"I know all about it." Jennifer interrupted. "Lori's been after me for months to try it."

"Well," I replied. "What do you think about doing something similar, only with a little twist?"

I had Jennifer's attention now. Evidently Lori had been feeding her a bunch of ideas to try but she didn't know how to approach me about it.

"Ok," said Jennifer. "What do you have in mind?"

"A betting game," I said. "Only the payoff would be something sexual."

"OK" she replied, "Keep going. This could be interesting."

We talked about various options. One thought was to require the loser to perform specific sex acts for the winner. Another option would require the loser to submit to the winner for a specific period of time. The length of servitude would be established when the bet was made. The third option involved making individual activity cards that would be placed in a bowl. Losing the bet would result in the winner picking a predetermined number of cards from the bowl and the loser performing the tasks selected. 

Regardless of the option selected, failure of the loser to perform any activity to the satisfaction of the winner would result in some type of punishment. The activity would then be repeated until the winner was satisfied with the results.

It was nearly midnight before we headed to bed. We had cuddled all evening as we discussed the plans for our little game. Neither of us were sleepy, we were too aroused to sleep. 

We kissed passionately for a long time. Our tongues were entwined as we explored each other's mouths. I was massaging Jennifer's breasts, squeezing them passionately. Her nipples were hard but I pinched them anyway, rubbing them between my fingers. I could smell her arousal but I wasn't ready to penetrate her just yet.

I crawled between her legs and lifted them over my shoulders. My mouth found her sweet sex after planting small kisses up each leg. I kissed her softly, her hairless crotch responding to my tender worship. My fingers made their way to her vagina and gently tickled her. I continued my oral worship. Like a miniature cock, my tongue penetrated her. My fingers were now exploring her puckered hole. I pushed gently but she refused them entrance. They circled her anus causing her to purr like a kitten.

Her breathing became erratic and she was moaning. She called out my name and begged me to mount her. Instead, I sealed my mouth over her sex and sucked as hard as I could. I nibbled at her clit as she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her. She was on the brink of orgasm but that wasn't going to happen. 

I slowed my efforts as she came down from her high. She was panting now, begging for my cock. I attacked her again with my tongue. She was ready and finally exploded into my mouth. She seemed to cum forever, but I'm sure it wasn't that long. I lapped at her juices. She pleaded with me to ram my cock into her.

I mounted her. I was already nearing my own climax. I concentrated on holding back. I was driving my sword into her with long strokes. I went slowly to allow her to build to a second climax and to prolong mine. When I reached the point of no return I began slamming her hard and fast. She had wrapped her legs around me and was sucking me into her glorious sex. We kissed again. I was near... so was she. It was over a few minutes later. We had satisfied our needs; at least for the moment.

We held each other in a tight embrace, savoring the moment. I felt a stirring in my groin and knew round two was about to begin. We made love all night. We slept in on Sunday, something we never did but we were so exhausted we didn't have a choice. We spent the entire day together, it was like being on a second honeymoon.

About a week later Jennifer was having her weekly hen party. Once a week she would have a few of her girlfriends over for an evening of cards, gossip and wine. They were mostly friends and neighbors, but also included a few co-workers. I normally took the opportunity to head over to Joe's house and watch football or play poker. This week Joe was out of town so I had stayed home and was watching the game upstairs in our bedroom. 

I heard the laughter from downstairs where the girls seemed to be having a great time. I guessed the wine was having its usual affect and was looking forward to some quality sex after the guests had gone. It was nearly half time when my cell phone rang. It was Jennifer and she ask me if I could join them in the basement.

When I got to the basement I noticed they were all playing pool. I had purchased a new pool table after my promotion. I played regularly down at the club and had won my share of tournaments there. I just stood and watched as these women tried to put the balls in the pockets. None of them seemed very good so I guessed that Jennifer wanted me to give the girls a few pointers. 

"So, I understand you told Jennifer that women weren't very good at pool." One of the guests said. "I believe it had something to do with their tits always getting in the way."

I couldn't believe Jennifer had shared my offhanded comments with her friends. It was true I had made the comment, but it was meant as a joke.

"What do you think about my tits?" The woman continued. "Think they'll get in the way?"

The woman was about 45. I had never seen her before. She was only about 5'4" but weighed about 160 lbs. She had some huge melons that hung freely from her chest. She wore a button up blouse with enough buttons undone to reveal her ample cleavage. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her large nipples pressed against the fabric of her shirt as she stood there waiting for an answer.

She had dark hair and was a little stocky. Her backside stretched the fabric of the slacks she wore, but it was actually proportional to the size of her chest. She was definitely a plus sized woman, but not overtly obese. 

"Jim, it's time to put up or shut up." Jennifer said. "I told Jodi about what you said about female pool players and I think she wants to challenge you to some eight ball. In fact, I'd like to see it too so let's make a little wager on the outcome. You game?

I understood what Jennifer was up to. This was all about our little sex game. She knew she couldn't beat me so she brought in a ringer. I was confident I could beat this woman, so I asked Jennifer what she had in mind.

"If you win," Jennifer said. "You can have your buddies over for a football party next Sunday. I'll strip for them and then serve them in the nude. 

"Hmm," I replied. "And if I lose?"

"Then you do the same for my next hen party." She replied. 

"OK," I said. "What about the rules."

"Eight Ball." Jodi said. "We'll play standard eight ball rules. You have to call your pocket or the ball comes back up. We'll alternate who breaks after each game. OK?"

"Sure." I replied.

"How about best out of seven?" Jodi asked. "That should ensure the outcome is based upon skill and not luck." 

I won the first two games without much difficulty. I was beginning to feel a little cocky and started to taunt Jodi. It was her turn to break but before she did she asked me if I wanted to up the stakes a little. I asked her what she had in mind.

"How about a spanking?" She asked. "To be exact, loser gets a bare bottom spanking."

This was getting a little more interesting. I already had a two game handicap and I really wanted to give this loud mouthed woman a spanking she'd never forget. I agreed to her terms.

The next game was more difficult for me. Jodi nearly ran the table before I even got a chance to shoot. When she shot again she accidentally dropped the eight ball. I was now up three games to none. My taunting continued.

The fourth game was close, but Jodi managed to win her first game. The next game was no contest at all. Jodi broke and then ran the table. It was my turn to break and I managed to sink several balls before Jodi got to shoot. She landed four balls and was slightly ahead when I again got a turn. I sunk two additional balls before accidentally sinking the eight ball. It was now tied at three and I was a little worried.

It was also Jodi's turn to break. She knocked down two before giving me a chance to shoot. I managed to get on a roll and sunk five balls before giving Jodi another shot. She ran the rest of the table. I had lost.

"I guess I should let you in on a little secret now." Jennifer announced. "Jodi works at one of the local billiards shop. She plays competitively and placed third in this year's state women's competition."

"Well, time to pay up." Jodi said. "Let's get those pants off so we can get on with your spanking. You know I would have been quite satisfied with having you strip for us, but when you started taunting me, well, I just had to come up with something to take you down a peg."

Jodi put a straight back chair in the middle of the room and had me lay my naked body over her lap. She asked if anyone had a hairbrush and Jennifer produced a large wooden one which she said she bought especially for tonight. Jodi began. She hit my butt over and over until it was bright red. After what seemed like a hundred blows she had me stand up. 

She inspected her work for a few minutes before telling me to go stand in the corner.

"That was a good warm up." She said. "Now for round two. Jennifer, I believe you told me you have a sorority paddle from college. Can you fetch it for me? I think I'll let everyone give him a few swats with it."

Jodi bent me over the back of the chair and took the paddle in her hand. She gave me 20 strokes with it before handing it to one of the other ladies. Each of the women took a turn. Some were energetic while others were more timid and needed some encouragement. Jodi gave them pointers and allowed each of them a few practice swings before commencing with their allotted strokes.

There were a dozen women there. With the exception of Jennifer, Lori was the last to go. She hit hard and I was crying by the time she finished. She rubbed my bottom for a moment before reaching down and squeezing my balls.

"Jack told you how much I liked to be in control." She said. "He just didn't tell you how controlling I am. You'll find that out soon enough because I think we'll be playing together a lot now that the cat's out of the bag. 


One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 02



This is a continuation of "One way to Spice up a marriage." It is a work of fiction whose sole purpose is entertainment. It contains elements of power exchange between consenting adults leading towards the development of a female domination lifestyle. 

*****

My first CFNM experience had been stimulating and erotic. Jennifer was waiting for me when I finally made it to the bedroom. Evidently she was just as aroused as I was.

She took me in her mouth and engulfed my rigid cock. When she wasn't sucking on the shaft, she was licking my balls or flicking her tongue across the head of my penis. I was in heaven as Jenn worked me over. It was something she seldom did so I made the most of the opportunity. By the time she finished I was exhausted. My ass still tingled from the spanking I received but I was happy and satisfied.

I overslept a little the next morning and barely made it to work on time. I was still exhausted and praying for an easy day. The day seemed to drag on forever but I managed to finish my work early and decided to make a short day of it. It was one of the few perks I got for being a manager. 

That night we decided to have dinner out since we were both exhausted. As we drove to our favorite restaurant, we started discussing the events of the previous evening. 

"I think I already know the answer to this," Jennifer began. "But I'll ask it anyway. How did you enjoy your first CFNM party?"

"Well," I began after trying to compose my thoughts. "There were definitely some erotic moments. I have to admit that I enjoyed all of the attention. After all, the women wouldn't leave my penis alone. They continually groped it and played with my balls. One women even stuck her finger up my ass."

"Did you like that?" Jennifer asked.

"Well... yeah... kind off." I replied. "It was a new experience and it took me by surprise. I'll have to admit, it did feel good."

"You know your cock jumped a little when she did it." Jennifer said with a giggle.

"Anyway," I continued. "The exhibitionism was both enjoyable and humiliating, I don't think it would have been quite so bad if the women had been strangers. Doing it in front of our friends and neighbors was... kind of awkward. I'm sure I'll think about it every time I see one of them on the street."

"Well, if we're going to continue down this path, we might find ourselves doing stuff that might be even more embarrassing." Jennifer replied. "So, there's no need in trying to hide it. If our neighbors are truly our friends they'll understand. I know Jack and Lori will. Lori's been filling me in on some of the stuff she does with Jack. She provided a lot of input for the party."

"How about the oral sex?" Jenn asked as we started eating our meal. "Did you enjoy eating Ethel's pussy and kissing her ass?"

I love oral sex and how it makes a woman hot. I especially love performing it on my wife. The ass worship was something new, and I really didn't know how I felt about it. I was also trying to figure out how to answer Jenn's question. How do you tell your wife that you enjoyed eating another woman's pussy? I decided honesty was the best policy.

"It was good," I replied. "You know how much I enjoy eating pussy. The anal worship was a bit different, but it wasn't altogether unpleasant."

"Did she taste as good as me?" Jenn asked. 

"She tasted different." I replied trying to remain politically correct. "You told me to serve all of the women to the best of my ability so that's what I did. I did it because it's what you expected from me; and the fact that Ethel didn't give me much of a choice. I enjoyed it because I was serving you through her. It wasn't the same as when I eat you. I could do that for hours because I enjoy worshipping your body. Eating Ethel's pussy was just another task that I was told to complete."

"Hmmm," Jennifer replied. "That sounds like a lot of BS. Good BS, but BS none-the-less. I think you really liked licking her pussy and sticking your tongue up her ass. Maybe I'll give her a call tomorrow. I can see you under her desk with your face buried between her legs giving her some tongue while she chats away on her phone with some business associate. I bet she'd use you daily if she could."

I wasn't sure if Jenn was serious or just trying to get a rise out of me. She succeeded in the later because my cock was pushing against my pants, aching for freedom.

"How about the spanking?" Jenn asked. 

Again I thought for a minute.

"It reminded me of a paddling I got when I joined my fraternity." I replied. "It was embarrassing and hurt just like the one I endured in college; but it was kind of different and erotic too. For one thing, at the fraternity I wasn't naked and being watched by a room full of sex charged women."

"You know, a spanking can be like foreplay," I continued. "My cock actually got hard for a while. Most of the women didn't hit too hard so the pain was minimal. I was actually enjoying it."

"After a while," I continued. "The pain started to build. I could feel my ass start to burn, but I was still aroused. I can't really explain why, but it was still enjoyable. Towards the end, a few of the women gave it to me pretty good and by the time they were finished, I was in tears. That's when I found out what a punishment paddling felt like. There's not much difference between pleasure and pain. When it was over, my butt was red and swollen. It throbbed in pain; my cock was limp and wasn't throbbing anymore. 

"I don't know about that," Jennifer said with a giggle. "You seemed pretty aroused when you came to bed."

"Just out of curiosity, how about the paddling I gave you?" Jennifer asked. 

"Ah, I seem to recall that you and Lori administered some of the more painful strokes," I replied. 

Jennifer smiled and squeezed my hand. 

"Maybe I should give you a paddling every night" She said. "We need more foreplay in the bedroom."

We finished our dinner and ordered dessert. I was afraid that the waitress had overheard part of our conversation. She seemed a little amused as she came to clear the table.

"So tell me," I asked. "What if the tables were turned and you had to do what I did last night? How would you feel about that?"

"Wow," Jennifer replied. "I haven't given it much thought. I don't think the nudity would bother me too much. I think there's a little exhibitionist in me that might actually enjoy stripping in front of a crowd. As for the paddling, I've been paddled before and my sorority sisters gave me an especially painful one when I joined the sorority. It hurts for a while but the pain eventually goes away."

"...and the oral sex?" I inquired.

"As far as that goes, you know how I hate sucking cock," she continued. "And how I tend to gag when I have to swallow... It's really humiliating for me. I don't know if I could do that in front of a bunch of people."

She thought for a few minutes as the waitress served our dessert.

"I wouldn't enjoy it, but if I had to, I guess I would do it." She finally said after the waitress had left. "If you can do what you did last night, I guess I can give some lucky guy a blow job. Of course you know you'll have to win one of our challenges before I'd even consider it. Just so you know, Lori's given me a bunch of ideas to try if we ever have another CFNM party so you better make sure you don't lose if you decide to challenge me. You might just regret it."

I blushed. The waitress brought our check as we finished our conversation. She smiled when she returned with our change. There was a note on the platter that included her name and phone number. All it said was 'I'd love to attend your next party, Missy.' I left her a generous tip and headed out the door. Jennifer picked up the note.

Our next adventure didn't happen for a couple of weeks. Jenn was a Cowboys fan while I rooted for the Redskins. On Sundays it was like oil and vinegar as we rooted for our favorite teams. The Skins had been in a battle for the playoffs for most of the year while the Cowboys season had been dismal due to injuries. Their only real highlight was when they beat the Skins early in December. Jenn gloated for a week.

I was sure the Redskins would make the post season for a change. I wanted a little payback for all of the banter I had to take after their earlier loss to the Cowboys so I asked Jenn if she was interested in playing our little game.

"I don't know," she said. "What's on your mind?"

"If the Skins make the playoffs you have to attend one of my Sunday afternoon football parties and serve everyone like I did at the CFNM party." I suggested. "If they don't make the playoffs, I'll do a repeat performance at your next party."

"I don't know," She replied. "All the Redskins have to do is beat the Eagles next week and they're in. You know that the Eagles aren't exactly having a good year so I think this might be a fool's bet."

"But...if you make it a little more interesting I might buy in." She said after thinking about it for a few minutes.

"OK," I said, eager to get the deal done. "Do you have something in mind?"

"I'll agree to your original bet." She replied. "But with a caveat. I'll agree to serve at your football party if the Redskins make the playoffs, but you'll still have to serve at another CFNM party if they don't win their playoff game. And just to make it a little more interesting; you'll also have to submit to a spanking from ALL of the women there as well."

"I'm in." I said after thinking about it for a few minutes. "It's a deal." 

The Skins made the playoffs by whipping the Eagles in the next to last game of the season. They still had to play the Cowboys before moving on to the post season. I figured a Redskins vs Cowboys football game party would a perfect time for Jenn to pay up. I scheduled the party for the following Sunday.

We got up earlier than usual on Sunday morning. I arranged the furniture around the TV in the basement while Jenn made some snack trays and got stuff ready in the kitchen. I hadn't told her what to expect at the party or who I had invited but I did tell her I wanted her to wear something special for the game. I bought her a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader's outfit. It looked just like the ones the cheerleaders wore during the game. It even came with pom-poms and white cowboy boots. 

It was almost noon when I handed Jenn the note I had written. 

"Today you will dress as a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader. Each time there's a score, you will perform a sexy dance routine followed by the removal of one item from your outfit. If there is enough scoring, you'll be naked before the game is over. If that happens you'll have to find a more personal way to entertain us. Since you were kind enough to allow some of the women to help me strip at your party, I think it is only appropriate that I provide you with the same benefit today."

"When not entertaining us you will serve as our waitress. You will also receive a spanking any time you misbehave or fail to please us. Your outfit is hanging on the door to the bedroom. Remember to shave before putting it on. I'm sure everyone wants to get a good look at the charms you have to offer." 

I had invited a half dozen of my friends. Jennifer knew most of them.

Tim was about 25. He had just moved into the neighborhood about six months ago. He was tall and had sandy colored hair. He reminded me of a California surfer boy although he was actually from the Midwest. 

Rob was in his late thirties. He was shorter than Tim and not quite as fit. He had dark hair and always looked like he needed a shave. I played golf with him a couple of times a month. He was always telling me how lucky I was to have a gorgeous wife like Jennifer.

Kyle was my age. He was always the life of the party. He loved flirting with the women in the neighborhood, but in a playful way. He was one of those guys that had a joke for every occasion and had a personality that you just couldn't help but like.

Jack was our next door neighbor and my best friend. Except for me, he was the only married man there. I was actually a little surprised that Lori let him come without her. She kept him on a tight leash and according to Jenn, and that wasn't just a figure of speech.

William was a co-worker of mine. Jenn had met him at a couple of our company parties but didn't know him well. He was tall like Tim but with dark hair. He always dressed in a suit and tie at work but today had on a Tony Romo jersey and jeans.

Finally there was Joe. Joe was my poker buddy. He was about forty-five, making him the oldest of our guests. He had been divorced for a few years during which time he had added a few pounds around the middle. His hair, what he had left of it, was brown but soon to be gray. 

Earlier in the week I had emailed all of them to explain what was going on. They were more than willing to help out, especially when they found out that Jenn would be stripping for us.

Everyone arrived prior to kickoff time which gave us a chance to mingle before the game started. Our chairs formed a semicircle around the TV. Jenn came in wearing her costume and took our drink orders. She pranced around the room teasing the guys as she went. The guys were having a hard time concentrating on anything but her. They loved her outfit but I guessed they would be just as happy to see her take it off.

Jenn returned with our drinks. She made a big deal of bending at the waist each time she served on of us. The guys got a good view of her cleavage. She smiled and asked them if they needed anything else. A few tried to reach out and touch her boobs but she just slapped their hands away, telling them there would be plenty of time for that later.

She also managed to give the guys an up close and personal view of the tiny white shorts that the cowboy cheerleaders made famous; only today they were being modeled by my wife. Although she'd apologize for bending over as she did, I was sure no one was offended in the least. A couple gave her a playfully smack on the butt while others reached out for a feel or made some kind of sexual comment. By the time the game started everyone was aroused, including Jennifer. 

The Skins scored first. Jenn stood in front of the crowd and performed a sexy dance routine. She was as good as the real cowgirls.

"OK guys," I announced. "Jenn's going to start stripping but needs a little help. Does anyone want to volunteer?"

Six hands went into the air.

"OK," I continued. "I'll put all of your names in this bowl. I'll draw a name each time there's a score. He will get to assist Jenn as she removes one item from her costume. The only problem is your hands will be tied behind your back while you're doing it. Is everyone in?"

There was general agreement among all of the guys. I looked over to see how Jenn was coping. I saw that she was smiling too. She said she was an exhibitionist; I guessed time would tell.

I drew Tim's name. I had him put his hands behind his back and tied them there with one of Jenn's old scarfs. She held out her left arm and made him grab the pom-pom in his mouth. Off it came causing everyone to boo mockingly.

"That's all you get until someone else scores." She teased.

It didn't take long before there was another score. Kyle helped her with the other pom-pom. Joe's was next. He helped her remove one of her boots after the third score. Jenn sat in one of the chairs and told him to come over and kneel in front of her. When he was in position she lifted her leg and gently pushed her foot between his legs and into his groin. She started to rub it back and forth and continued until she had achieved the desired effect. There was the beginning of a wet spot forming on the front of his pants. She then had him squeeze his thighs together to grab and hold the boot so she could pull her foot free.

Will took care of her other boot in the same manner. Everyone was rooting for another score. It didn't make any difference which team it was as long as someone did. 

As the second quarter began the Redskins were ahead. Jenn served another round of drinks. She was even bolder this time as she teased them. The guys were feeling a little less inhibited as well and reached out to fondle Jenn's breasts and ass. When the Skins scored again it was time for Jenn to remove her vest. This time it was Rob's turn to help. He grabbed the edge of the vest with his mouth and started to rip it off. 

Jenn had other plans. She grabbed his head with both hands and smothered his face between her boobs. She held him there for about 30 seconds. When he came up for air his face was as red as a beet. He finally managed to remove the vest to the delight of the others.

The scoring continued and Jenn's blouse was next. It was tied in the front so Will had the privilege of trying to loosen the knot with his teeth. He was having a lot of difficulty especially since Jenn was rubbing her tits in his face. When the blouse finally dropped, my wife's magnificent breast were in plain sight. 

She wasn't wearing a bra but they still stood at attention with her nipples sticking out just waiting to be teased. They weren't huge, but they were more than enough for a meal. She asked if anyone wanted a little taste and then pulled Will's face to her and allowed him to suckle. The guys were going wild.

It was nearly halftime. Jenn was naked from the waist up. Another score meant she would lose her shorts. It happened just before the half ended. She removed her belt without assistance but made Kyle unbutton the buttons that held the shorts tightly around her hips. She refuse to help him. 

She made him use his mouth to open each button. Each time he tried she would smash his mouth into her pelvis and rub it back and forth across her sex. The other guys were cheering him on, but I got the feeling that Kyle was a little embarrassed by the ordeal. 

With the buttons loose and the shorts hanging on her hips, Jenn pushed Kyle's face between her legs and told him to grab the shorts and pull. I knew the costume fit tightly and that Kyle would have some trouble. Jenn spread her legs further apart. It gave him better access but made it more difficult to complete the task. She held his head firmly against her as he tried desperately to finish the job. I was sure that Jenn was aroused and that Kyle could smell her aroma.

He finally succeeded. Jenn stood in the middle of the room wearing nothing but a pair of flesh colored pantyhose. Kyle was breathing hard and was noticeably excited. Everyone was staring at my wife's nearly naked body. 

We had to wait until the second half for the entertainment to continue. Jenn brought everyone some more snacks and another round of drinks. I refrained from drinking just in case things started to get out of hand. I wanted to be sober in case the unexpected happened.

The scoring resumed in the third quarter. Jack won the honor of assisting Jenn as she removed her pantyhose. She made sure that his face brushed against her sex as he pulled the garment from her hips. As I watched, I couldn't help but remember my own experience removing Ethel's undies in a similar fashion. 

Everyone was waiting for the payday but they were disappointed. Jenn had worn a pair of Flesh colored thongs under her pantyhose. We'd have to wait for one more score before the final reveal.

We didn't have to wait long. Jack suggested that I have the honor of removing the thongs. Everyone started chanting my name. Finally I gave in and Jack tied my hands behind my back. 

Jenn had that mischievous smile across her face again as I kneeled before her. I started to pull down the front of her thongs but couldn't get them past her hips. She had clinched her ass cheeks which prevented the back of the garment from falling. I turned her around and gave her ass a little smack. The fabric was buried in the valley between her cheeks. I couldn't use my hands to spread them for access and she didn't offer any help. 




One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 02



I used my nose to burrow into her crack. When I gained enough access I used my tongue to push deeper into her. I found what I was searching for but before trying to dislodge it, I poked my tongue into the puckered star that guarded her anus. I flicked it back and forth a couple of times before stabbing her with it again. She moaned and released her grip on the fabric.

Jenn turned around to face me. I found the waistband and started pulling on it. As I did she grabbed my head and forced my face between her legs. I'm always ready for oral sex with Jenn so I sealed by mouth over her cunt and began to suck against her clit. A moment later I felt the salty taste of her pee hitting the back of my mouth. She allowed her pee to slowly fill my mouth. I gagged a little but couldn't break free as she held my mouth tight against her.

I think the rest of the gang thought she was having an orgasm. They were cheering me on as she moaned slowly and continued to fill my mouth with her pee. They were applauding my effort, totally unaware of what was actually happening. I had to swallow several times before she finished. She pulled me tightly against her which I took as a signal to clean her. When I finished she released my head and smiled. That was the first golden shower I ever received, and Jenn offered it to me as my buddies watched. 

The football game was nearly over by now. Jenn was nude but that didn't seem to bother her. If anything, she increased her teasing of us. She worked us like a pro. She went over to Kyle and sat on his lap. Kyle was the one who flirted with all the women at parties so I guessed Jenn wanted to give a little back. She was rubbing his cock through his pants. She kept telling him how big he was and how much she'd like to give him a blow job. She pushed her fingers deep into herself and began to masturbate. When they were wet she pulled them out and pushed them into Kyle's mouth. Kyle exploded causing and large wet spot on the front of his pants. Everyone had a good laugh at his expense.

"Sorry about that." she said as she got off his lap. "I didn't realize you'd cum so quick."

We tried to hold back our laughter. We all knew that it could have happened to any of us given the amount of teasing Jenn had provided throughout the afternoon.

The game was just about over but the Cowboys were driving for one last score. When they did, Jenn got up to do one last dance routine. 

"Well, I've already stripped off all of my clothes," She said when she was finished her dance. "And I bet all of you are ready to shoot your loads. Well, everyone except Kyle. For the grand finale, I'm ready to give all of you a blowjob. The only stipulation is you'll have to let me tie your hands behind your back while I do it. Any takers?"

I watched as six hands went in the air. Jenn grabbed some rope she had hidden for the occasion. She had everyone turn around so she could tie their hands behind their back. When she was done, she loosened their belts and dropped their pants to the floor. She had them step out of their pants and line up in the center of the room.

They were all sporting an erection. Even Kyle had stiffened again and wanted in on the action. This was a hot scene but not what I had planned. I wasn't sure what she had planned so I just sat there and watched. Some of the guys' erections started to twitch in anticipation. I was erect as well, but anticipated getting my rewards later, after going to bed.

Joe went first. He wasn't as well-endowed as I was but he wasn't tiny either. I guess he would be considered average in length and maybe a little better than average in girth. Jennifer grabbed his cock with one hand and swallowed it whole. She slurped back and forth over the shaft while her hands found his balls and began to massage them. 

I could see his cock become slick with Jenn's saliva as she continued to take him into her mouth. She paused long enough to flick her tongue across his mushroomed head and then nibble on it with her teeth. She licked his balls as she continued to masturbate him.

When he finally came, Jenn began to swallow. For someone who didn't like to suck cock, she put on a great show. I was having trouble controlling my own erection. I tried to think of something other than the scene unfolding before me. When she finished with Joe she came over to sit on my lap. 

She rubbed my cock briefly and then kissed me deeply. She pushed some of Joe's cum into my mouth. Apparently she hadn't swallowed all of it. I had never tasted male cum before, not even my own. 

I felt a little uncomfortable as all of my buddies watched. 

Jenn was working on Will now. She sucked him like a whore on Saturday night. He came quickly depositing what looked like a large load in her mouth. I knew I'd be tasting male cum for the second time in my life.

Rob was next. His cock was longer than Joes but not as thick. Jenn had a little more trouble dealing with the length. She sucked on it for a few minutes before making him cum quickly. She must have swallowed his entire load because she quickly moved on to Tim.

Tim's cock was massive. I wasn't sure if Jenn would be able to handle it. She started by taking just the head into her mouth. She followed that by sucking on his balls and licking the length of his shaft. When she built up enough courage, she opened her mouth wide and took it in.

Since his hands were tied behind him, Tim couldn't force her to deep throat him. She gradually took more and more of it into her mouth until she had swallowed most of it. Her head started bobbing up and down slowly. As her confidence increased she bobbed faster. She continued working until she managed to swallow all of it. I was impressed; and a little worried because compared to him, my cock seemed small.

She swallowed all of his load. When she was done she moved on to Jack. He told us that Lori forbid him from having an orgasm without her permission. Jenn seemed to understand. She began sucking him anyway. Whenever she sensed he was close to cumming she stopped and squeezed his balls. After bringing him to the edge of orgasm three times, she continued on to Kyle.

"I saved you for last so you would have some time to recover." She teased. "I hope you last a little longer this time."

Although Kyle's cock was probably average in size, Jenn teased him about it. After all, compared to Tim we were all small. He held out longer this time. When he came it wasn't a huge load. She took it into her mouth and swallowed. When she was done, six of my friends were standing naked from the waist down with their arms tied behind their back; and my wife was jerking their cocks back to life.

"Boys," She said. "You've had your entertainment for today. Now it's my turn." 

She left but returned a few minutes later carrying six cups. Lori followed her carrying a paddle.

"I'm going to release your arms" She said. "I want each of you to start masturbating. You have ten minutes to cum into your cups. My friend Lori will help motivate you. If you fail, she's going to take you across her knee for a real paddling. Now, you may begin."

The guys were hard at it. Lori gave each of them a couple of smacks just for fun. In the end they each produced another round of semen. Jennifer collected the cups. 

The guys must have been a little embarrassed because they quickly got dressed and got ready to leave. They asked me if I was planning a super bowl party. I told them I hadn't decided but if I did I'd be sure to invite them.

Jenn went to get dressed leaving me with Lori and Jack. When she came back, she was wearing jeans and an 'I love the Cowboys' sweat shirt. 

"I think the party was a success." I said. "And you were awesome." 

"Thanks, but now it's time to start cleaning up." She announced. "You can start with those cups. I want you to drink what the guys left for you. Lori, would you provide a little encouragement?"

I stared at her for a moment which earned me a couple of strokes from the paddle. When the cups were empty Jack and I started to clean up while Lori monitored our progress. Jenn went to start dinner. By the time dinner was ready, the house was clean and my butt was red. Lori and Jack headed home while Jenn and I sat down to eat. 

I was the only one who hadn't cum today so I was begging Jenn to help me out.

She just smiled and said "Later. I'm kind of tired right now."

"You know Jack told Lori all about your plan." Jenn announced. "It's the only way she would let him come to the party. Lori then told me everything and together we came up with a plan to turn the tables a little." 

"You can say that again" I replied.

"Would you agree that I fulfilled the terms of the bet?" Jenn asked. "Did I do everything that you had planned for me?"

"Yeah, but..." I replied.

"Good." She replied. "Just remember, if your beloved Redskins lose next week, you'll be serving my girlfriends and me at another CFNM party. I've already spoken to a lot of my friends and they seem really excited about it. I've also come up with a few surprises for you to keep things interesting." 

"I can't wait to see everyone spank you" she teased. "You promised, remember?"

"Yeah," I said. "I remember. I hope the Skins don't let me down."

As we continued to eat we discussed the afternoon's events.

"How'd you feel about today?" I asked. "Were you alright with everything that happened? I kept looking over at you during the party and you seemed OK. You even looked like you were enjoying yourself."

"The short answer is yes," she said. "I know it probably didn't go the way you had planned but I really liked the way it turned out. Lori told me I needed to turn the tables a little. She wanted me to come up with a way to take control of the situation even though I was actually supposed to submit to everyone there." 

"I've got to admit, you did a pretty good job of doing that." I said. "You really had those guys eating out of your hand. I thought I was going to die when Kyle came in his pants. I bet he won't be flirting with the neighbors when they find out about that."

We both laughed. 

"God, I got so horny doing it." Jenn said. "I just loved teasing them. I think I got you worked up a little too. How did you like your first golden shower? I got so hot doing it. I thought I was going to cum right then. I don't think anyone else even knew what was going on." 

"Yeah," I replied. "I wasn't expecting it either."

"Did you like it?" She asked. "It's one of the things Lori makes Jack do for her. In fact, Lori makes Jack drink all of her pee." 

"Ah, I don't know." I replied. "It really caught me by surprise. It's something that I'd have to get used to. The thought of it is probably worse than the actual deed, but the taste... It's kind of like anchovies, it's a taste you have to get used to."

"You know Lori has a bench that she secures Jack to." Jenn explained. She has a seat that she puts over the bench so she can sit on his face. She told me that she has him orally serve her for hours at a time while she reads a book or watches a movie. And when she has to pee, she just lets loose. She just pees in his mouth and he has to swallow it."

"I'd love to try that sometime," Jenn continued. "If the Skins lose, maybe I'll borrow Lori's bench and try it out at the party. Maybe some of the others would like to try it as well?"

"I don't think that's going to happen." I said. "I can probably deal with you pissing in my mouth occasionally, but I'd have to know the woman pretty well before I let anyone else do something like that to me." 

"Anyway." I said, trying to change the subject. "Getting back to today. For someone who says they don't like sucking cocks, you seemed to enjoy it today."

"You know, it wasn't that bad." Jenn continued. "As long as their hands were tied behind their back I felt like I was in control. Lori says that sucking cock is demeaning to women. She told me that sucking a cock is the same as submitting to a man; something that she says she'll never do again. Her philosophy is that woman should always be in control when it comes to sex. It's about satisfying our needs."

"Before today I agreed with her." Jenn added. "But now I'm not so sure. If the guy is restrained, I can really tease him. He's pretty vulnerable with his cock and balls exposed like that. So I think I'll be doing a lot more cock sucking in the future, but only when I have you tied up.

"Honey, don't I satisfy your sexual needs?" I asked.

"You've been doing better since we started our little game." She replied. "But before that, it had been a long time since you gave me a good orgasm. You just seemed to hop on and do your business and then climb off when you were done. A women wants to feel loved. She wants a lot of foreplay and when it's over, she needs some aftercare." 

"Wow! I never knew. I'll try to do better." I replied.

"I know you will." Jenn said. "Especially since I'm going to use every opportunity to teach you how to really keep me happy. It's taken Lori two years to train Jack. She says he never used to satisfy her needs, but now, he never fails to."

"I think you've been talking to Lori too much." I replied. "Let's go to bed. We can talk about this some more tomorrow. Right now I need one of those blow jobs you were talking about. I'll even grab the rope you left downstairs."

"Be careful what you wish for. You might just get it." She replied. 

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too." She replied. "And honey, I'm glad you came up with this idea. I think it is really going to change the way we have sex. I'm excited and can't wait for another challenge."



One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 03



The Redskins had home field advantage for the first round of the playoffs. They were playing the Green bay Packers. The game was close going into half time but the Packers pulled away and won convincingly. The Redskins season was over and I had another CFNM party to attend.

Jenn scheduled the party for the following Saturday night. After an early dinner she took me upstairs to get ready. She handed me one of her razors and told me to remove all of my body hair.

"When you are done, take a shower and report to me in the bedroom." She said.

She inspected my work and then put a dog collar around my neck, locking it in place with a small padlock. Wrist and ankle restraints were next. Finally, she attached a leash to the collar and led me down the stairs. 

She connected the wrist restraints together forcing my arms behind my back. She told me to spread my legs and stand at the door while her guests arrived. Lori arrived first and gave my balls a little squeeze as she entered. She gave Jenn a hug.

"I think he likes it." She exclaimed. "He already has some precum forming and his cock is rock hard. I can't wait for the others to get here so we can get started."

Next to arrive was Ethel. She looked me over for a moment before having me turn and bend over.

"Spread your legs further apart," she said. "Hmmm, I like it. Maybe we should adopt this as your new dress code in the office."

She reached between my legs and grabbed my cock. She pulled it between my legs making it bend in a direction that wasn't natural for the condition that it was in. It was uncomfortable but I remained erect. She released my cock causing it to spring back to attention. She gave my ass a slap that I considered a little harder than playful.

The doorbell was ringing more steadily as additional guests arrived. I recognized a few of Jenn's friends from various parties and about half a dozen women from the previous party. Most of the women were strangers so Jenn had to introduce me to them. I recognized the waitress from the restaurant. Her name was Melissa. She was with another girl who turned out to be her roommate Karen. They were students at the university. 

Many were a little shocked when they first saw me standing there, but that didn't stop them from grabbing my cock and balls or pinching my nipples playfully.

Jenn told me I had better remember everyone's name because I would be required to address them properly throughout the night.

"You will address each woman by her given name." Jenn said. "I am Mistress Jennifer and Lori is Mistress Laura. You can address the rest of the women as Ms. or Miss. If you forget a name, you'll receive a spanking to help remind you. You'll thank the woman after each stroke and include her name when you do. I think that should help you remember."

"Yes Mistress Jennifer." I replied using the Mistress title for the first time to address my wife.

Jenn grabbed my leash and dragged me around the room as she mingled with her guests. As she chatted with them she would fondle me and invite them to do the same. I guess she wanted them to feel comfortable teasing me.

It was difficult to remember all of the women's names. Although Jenn introduced them when they arrived, it's awfully hard to remember a name when someone has their hand on your cock and balls. I had already received a few spankings before Jenn addressed the group.

"Ladies," Jenn announced. "Welcome to another CFNM party. For those who aren't familiar; that means clothed female naked male. As you can see, I've provided the naked male. It's up to you to remain clothed.

"I hope that everyone enjoys themselves tonight." She continued. "Tonight we have Jim back with us. I'm sure those of you that attended the last party remember him. If you remember, he lost a bet and had to serve as our naked maid for the night."

"He has other duties tonight and will be serving us in a different way." She explained. "I'm sure he will provide some excellent entertainment. So enjoy. Feel free to help yourselves to the refreshments. As you can see, there is plenty."

Some of the guests were whispering amongst themselves. I guessed I was the topic of their conversation

"Jim and I play a very competitive betting game where the loser has to submit to the winner." Jenn continued. "In fact, Jim is back with us as a result of another bet. Long story short, we bet on two football games. I lost the first one and had to dress up as a cheerleader and serve at Jim's football party. I won the second so now it's his turn to serve."

"At the last party Jim served as our naked maid." Jenn continued. "Tonight, Jim will be our naked slave boy. You have probably noticed the collar and restraints he is wearing. Feel free to use them. He is here for your pleasure and will obey all of your commands. If he doesn't, feel free to punish him. I have placed various instruments of correction around the room. Use them as you feel necessary; or just for fun if that's something you enjoy."

I looked over to where Ethel was standing. She looked like the cat ready to swallow the canary.

"Jim will also be providing some entertainment for us." Jenn added. "We'll start with some dancing. Please gather around as Jim demonstrates how to 'Shake your booty'."

Jenn released my arms from behind my back. For the next 20 minutes I performed to a variety of 80's disco music. The women fondled and pinched what seemed like every inch of my body. Some even gave me a couple of painful slaps on the ass to 'motivate me.' 

My body was on display for these women and they enjoyed every minute of it. I even had to bend over and spread my cheeks as I shook my ass. I was glad when the music finally stopped. When it did, Jenn snapped the restraints together locking my arms behind my back once again.

A group of the women wanted to masturbate me. Jenn told them that was fine but cumming wasn't allowed. She said it would spoil what she had planned for later. The women enjoyed themselves. Whenever I got close to cumming, one of them grabbed my balls and squeezed hard enough to buckle my knees. This happened over and over before the women turned and walked away, giggling about what had just happened.

Others fondled me until I leaked but made sure I didn't cum. The more they drank, the bolder they got. At one point my wrist and ankle restraint were snapped together forcing me into a knee to chest position on the floor. My ass was sticking into the air and my legs were spread enough to expose my balls. 

A group of women came over to inspect me further. I felt something cold on my asshole and realized they were sticking ice cubes there. They pushed about six cubes in me before I felt someone insert one and then two fingers. The woman reamed me for a little while and then pulled out. She told me I should thank her properly by kissing her foot. I couldn't remember her name but after twenty strokes from her crop, I knew I would never forget the name of Miss Symone.

Being exposed was humiliating enough. Having the women constantly tease me made it erotic as well; but being restrained during my ordeal multiplied both sensations exponentially. 

"Ladies," Jenn announced. "Time for some more entertainment. I need a couple of volunteers to help with a masturbation contest. We're going to see if Jim can fill this cup with his cum. I need one volunteer to do the masturbating and another to hold the cup."

Melissa and her friend Karen immediately volunteered.

Melissa was cute but not necessarily beautiful. She had shoulder length brown hair and an average body. She was one of those girls who I suspected would look fabulous all dressed up, but could just as easily go unnoticed standing in a crowd. Tonight she was wearing some faded jeans that hugged her cute ass and a sweater that effectively covered her other assets.

Karen was a lot larger. She was a couple of inches shorter than Missy but outweighed her by over a hundred pounds. She wasn't curvaceous like many larger women. She was simply large. She wore jeans and a sweatshirt which indicated she apparently belonged to one of the sororities on campus. 

"OK girls." Jenn announced. "The goal here is to see how much cum you can make Jim produce. Melissa, I want you to masturbate him until he shoots. Karen will catch it in the cup. Switch places after each ejaculation. There's a 30 minute time limit."

"Oh. I almost forgot." Jenn added. "If you can make him shoot enough to fill the cup, you both will win a fifty dollar gift card."

Lori released me from my bondage and brought me to where Missy and Karen stood. She reattached the wrist cuffs behind my back. Melissa made me beg them to masturbate me. I begged them over and over before they agreed.

"OK," Missy said. "If you really want us to. But you'll have to 'thank us' when we're done. I think ten strokes from each of us for each ejaculation would be fair."

I nodded in agreement as the girls laughed at my predicament.

I tried to think of anything other than sex but Missy had a good technique. She had me ready to come in less than two minutes. By the five minute mark they had changed places and Karen was hard at it. She was even better than Missy. Despite having just cum, she had me ready to go again. They switched again at the ten minute mark and once more at twenty minutes. By the time they were done my cock was limp and I had cum five times.

Jenn held the glass up for everyone to see.

"Looks like they did it." Jenn said as she held the glass to my lips "Now Jim's going to drink his offerings."

I couldn't help but be embarrassed. A room full of women watched as two young coeds masturbated me and now I had to drink my own cum. Some were taking videos of my ordeal. Others were too busy chatting and laughing to do anything else.

When I was done, Melissa picked up a leather strap while Karen picked up Jenn's sorority paddle. I received fifty strokes from each of them before Jennifer addressed her guests again.

"Now, we'll take a little break." She continued. "I'm sure Jim needs a little time to recuperate. Feel free to refresh your glasses and mingle. Jim will be back in a few minutes. Remember, he is here to serve all of us so try to share. There's a lot of us but only one of him."

It took more than a few minutes to compose myself. The party was intense. I couldn't figure out why I enjoyed submitting to all of these women. Was I actually a submissive or was it just the constant stimulation these women provided.

My cock remained limp. After cumming five times in such a short time I knew it would take a miracle for it to come to life. Although I was spent physically, mentally I was still on a sexual high. I wondered what else Jenn had planned for me tonight.

The women were drinking and gossiping amongst themselves when I returned. One woman wanted me to massage her feet. I got on my knees and began to rub them. When I finished with her, another took her place. Soon, there was a line forming.

The women would sit on the couch as I kneeled before them. I would massage their feet for a while and then another would take her place. When the fifth lady stuck her foot on my lap, she slipped off her high heels and told me to begin, I started rubbing her foot just as I had done for the other women.

"No." She said. "With your mouth. Pleasure my foot with your mouth."

I looked up to see Ethel, my boss staring at me. I took her foot into my mouth and began sucking her toes. She pushed it further into my mouth, filling it with her nylon covered foot.

When I was done others applauded my efforts and wanted the same attention. I was glad that my wife had other plans for me. At least I thought I was glad. 

"Ladies," Jenn announced. "Gather around. It's time for our next event. I'll need three volunteers for this one."

Two of our neighbors volunteered along with one of the women who had attended the last party. There was a young and petite lady who was barely 5 foot tall. Her name was Amy. Next was Elaine. She was a divorcee who lived a few doors down. She was average in height but a little plump. The final woman was Meghan. She was a plus sized woman who was nearly as tall as me. She was a fifty-five year old widow who lived across the street. 

Lori escorted the women out of the room. A few minutes later they returned. Jutting from their pelvis were dildos of various sizes. The women formed a line facing the crowd.

"The next event is cock sucking" Jenn announced. "Our volunteers are going to help Jim see how humiliating it is to suck cock. It's something that he's never done. Each of our ladies is going to allow him to suck their cock for ten minutes. Just like in Roman times, we will take a vote to see how well Jim does. Thumbs up means he gets a prize. Thumbs down, a spanking."

Each of the women had a different technique. Amy just rammed it in and out of my mouth, causing me to gag repeatedly. I received a 'thumbs down' so she gave me a spanking to inspire better technique. 

Elaine used short, rapid strokes followed by a deep pounding action. She wore an average sized cock which I was able to finally swallow without gagging. She had an orgasm as she used my face. Still, I received another spanking.

It was then I realized that their dildos were double ended. They were using the end that could be seen to pummel my mouth while stimulating themselves with other end. They were using me to get themselves off. 

Meghan was last. She wore a cock that had to be over ten inches long. She started by slapping it across my face and telling me to lick it. She guided my tongue as she made sure that every inch was glistening with my saliva. Eventually she stuck it in. I swallowed half of it before choking. She withdrew slightly and told me to swallow as she pushed. Each stoke seemed to go in a little further.

She seemed to get more excited with each stroke. I could understand why if she had a monster in her like the one that was in my mouth. I was sure that each of her strokes was 

driving her to orgasm.

When I finally felt the balls against my chin she grabbed the back of my head and held me there. I gagged as she climaxed. I tried to free myself of her grip and my eyes watered. She held me there for what seemed like minutes. Finally she withdrew and began a slow but steady rhythm of driving the length of her rubber phallus down my throat. 

The women applauded as she used me. When she finally pulled out she reached down and gave my balls a squeeze. All the women gave her a thumbs up.

She stood before me with her cock aimed at my face and told me to open my mouth. She pressed a button and the cock started spurting all over my face. By the time it stopped, my face was covered with the substance. Some got in my mouth and up my nose. It actually tasted like cum.

"That's Jack's cum" Lori said. "I milked him before the party and loaded the cock with it."

It took me a little while to recover from the ordeal. I wasn't allowed to clean up. I could lick what I could from my face, but there was plenty of dried cum still coating it. It was after midnight but no one had left. The women continued their teasing and my cock slowly came back to life. About 1 am Jenn called everyone together.

"I hope everyone had a great time tonight." She began. "I want to thank Lori for helping with the arrangements and providing some of the props we used."

"I also want to thank Jim for providing the entertainment tonight." Jenn continued. "He's a great husband and I love him dearly. But to tell you the truth, I hope he loses another challenge so we can do this again."

"Maybe we could do it monthly." One of the ladies from the group yelled.

"That's a great idea." Another added. "I'd love to see my husband naked with cum all over his face."

"We could make it a theme party." Said one of the women. "I like the idea a sex toy party. I know a woman that organizes them. I've been to a few and they're a blast. They were women only events. Just think how much fun we could have if we could get some naked guys to attend."

"How about a pegging party," another suggested. "Or even a variation of a toga party. The women dress as Roman princesses and the males as roman slaves."

The women seemed to like the ideas and began chatting amongst themselves.

"Ladies," Jenn announced trying to regain control of the situation. "These are wonderful ideas, but in order to make them happen we need to find a lot more guys willing to participate. 

"I'm sure there are guys out there that you could 'persuade' to entertain us." My wife continued. "I think I can persuade Jim to join us again, and I'm sure Lori will volunteer her husband, Jack. But, two is not enough. We'll need to recruit more."

There was some discussion of how to get more guys to attend. Advertising on the internet was suggested but the women didn't like the idea because they wanted to keep the parties private. Male strippers were suggested as well, but most of the women didn't like that idea either.

"A couple of the fraternities like to party with my sorority" Melissa said. "We could hold a party at the sorority house and invite one of the fraternities. I guarantee they'll show up if we tell them they're going to party naked with a bunch of my sorority sisters. Of course we don't have to tell them that they will be the only ones naked until they get there."

"That's a great idea." Lori said. "We can do the Roman theme and tell them they have to dress as Roman slaves. We can restrain them like we did Jim and they'd be at our mercy." 

Even though it was late, the women seemed energized by the discussion. There was a buzz of excitement in the air but frankly, I just wanted to go to bed.

"One last thing." Jenn announced. "I intentionally saved this for last. I made Jim agree to a paddling if the Redskins lost their playoff game. He actually agreed to a paddling from everyone here. He told me that the paddling he received at the last party really turned him on. What did you call it, honey? 'Erotic' and 'like foreplay'."

I had forgotten about that part of the bet. I was exhausted and my butt already hurt. I wasn't looking forward to a paddling, especially from these women who were wound up from the night's activities.

"I told Jim that I would make sure he received a paddling tonight that would be so hot that it would make his eyes water." She continued. "Tonight's paddling will be an over the knee affair to make it even more erotic for him."

"We have a variety of instruments." Jenn added. "You can administer as many strokes as you want and play with his little Willy as much as you like but don't let him cum. I'll be taking care of that later. And, if he considers this foreplay, let's get him so hot he's begging for relief."

Jenn got a sturdy chair from the dining room. It was armless which would give the ladies ample room to swing. Lori gathered all of the toys. Some, like the razor strop, weren't appropriate for an over the knee spanking but there was plenty that were. There was a wooden spoon, a large wooden hairbrush, a leather strap and several wooden paddles. Jenn's sorority paddle was among them. She placed all of the instruments on the table.

Jenn reminded me to beg each of the ladies to paddle me and thank them for each stroke. She told me to address them properly and told me the razor strop was waiting for me if I didn't. She locked my wrists behind me with the restraints. I wouldn't be able to protect myself as I laid over each woman's lap.

There were almost two dozen women there. Ethel went first. She asked someone to bring a foot stool and put it beside the chair to help support my upper torso. When it was in place she asked Meghan to sit on the stool facing the chair.

"Over you go." Ethel said. 

I needed a little assistance since I couldn't use my arms. I was lying over Ethel's lap with my face resting between Meghan's thighs. She spread her legs a little forcing my face into her sex. I could smell her arousal as she held my head firmly in place. 




One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 03



Ethel asked someone to grab another stool to support my legs. She wanted me to lay flat across her lap. She tested several of the instruments before deciding on the strap. It was short enough that it could be swung with some authority and thick enough to impact a painful stroke. 

She had pulled her dress up exposing her stocking covered thighs. She separating her thighs briefly allowing my now erect cock to slide between them. When she closed them I was trapped and at her mercy. 

One, thank you Ms. Ethel... two, thank you Ms. Ethel... three, thank you Ms. Ethel. She alternated strokes between each cheek. Four... five... six... seven; another volley of strokes. She paused when she reached 20 and massaged some feeling back into my buns. My cock was still erect and trapped between her legs; my face was still buried between Meghan's thick thighs. 

Again she started. She told me that I should feel lucky to have a beautiful and demanding wife like Jennifer and if I were her husband, I'd be spending an hour across her lap nightly as a reminder to be respectful of all women. When she reached 50 she asked for some help in getting me to my knees as I couldn't manage on my own. I kissed her feet as I thanked her.

Meghan went next while Lori took Meghan's place. Meghan used a short wooden paddle that was just as effective as the strap Ethel had used. She also applied 50 strokes. I was afraid everyone would administer that number. That wasn't to be as Lori administered double that amount with the spoon. She constantly played with my cock throughout her paddling, making sure I remained erect.

The paddling continued until each of the women took their turn. Some were gentler than the first three had been. Other's provided an example of how painful a paddling can be. The women continued to mingle and drink their wine while awaiting their turn.

I was given a break after every four or five women to stand and catch my breath. It was early in the morning when the last stroke was delivered. It was administered by Jennifer while Ethel pressed my face between her thighs. 

"One hundred, thank you Mistress Jennifer." I said. 

"I think that's enough" Jennifer said. "But if you don't satisfy my needs after our guests leave, I guarantee you'll get another hundred."

The women erupted in laughter as I considered my plight. They were saying their goodbyes. Some gave me a hug and a few even gave me a peck on the cheek. Ethel embraced me warmly and told me we'd talk soon.

All of the women had gone and I was cleaning up some of the mess they had left when Jenn came back downstairs. She was naked.

"We can clean up tomorrow." Jenn said. "Right now I need your tongue and when I'm done with that I'm going to use your cock. Remember what'll happen if you don't make me happy."

We didn't get up until late afternoon on Sunday. Jenn wore me out after going to bed. For the first time in my life I begged her to let me sleep. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep as she rode me. She was still astride me when she closed her eyes and joined me in slumber; my cock unable to stir any more.

We cuddled in bed forever. She told me how much she loved me as she held me close. I was still sore, especially from the paddling but there didn't seem to be any lasting damage. 

We talked about what happened. I was concerned that the parties were getting out of hand. I enjoyed parading around naked in front of a room full of women although I would have preferred them to be naked as well. I enjoyed the attention my cock got and was sure it fueled my passion to serve. I could live with the humiliations I suffered as long as my cock remained hard.

What I didn't care for was the cock sucking demonstration and the paddling. Jenn and I talked about limits and I made it clear that I had no desire to become a bisexual. She understood and promised we wouldn't go there. I was relieved.

"You know whoever loses a challenge is basically at the mercy of the winner." I said. "That's why we have to have a clear understanding of each other's limits. Last night could easily have gotten out of control. We need to be careful not to get too caught up in the moment that we lose sight of what is safe and consensual."

"I agree." Jennifer replied. "No one should be forced to do something that they truly don't want to do. But, when you are submitting, you should do the things I want even if they are things you don't particularly care for."

"For example," she continued. "I really liked watching you get spanked last night. I know you didn't necessarily like it, especially since the women really gave it to you good. But watching your ass change color was hot. I'd never do anything to do permanent harm, but I really enjoy a little pain and humiliation, especially when I'm giving and not receiving."

"I guess that's what makes our betting game so much fun," She explained. "There should be some type of suffrage when you lose a bet. Typically it's financial; but with us, it's our bodies that pay. A bet results in the winner getting something that they want or enjoy; and the loser sacrificing something. That's what betting is all about." 

"That's fine," I replied. "But we are both competitive people and it is easy for either of us to get carried away. For the most part, you've been on the winning side. Just remember that once in a while you're going to lose and you need to be ready for the retaliation that will inevitably follow."

"What we are doing is supposed to help make our relationship stronger, not tear it apart." I explained. "Overall, I was OK with what happened last night. I'll be sore for a few days, but that will pass. Some of the ideas your friends were discussing seemed a little out of control. I just want to be sure that we don't get carried away with what we're doing."



One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 04



Monday started a new week at work. I started my morning by checking my e-mails. There was one there from my boss. She wanted to see me sometime this morning. I was still trying to recover from the party but I managed to finish checking my mail and install some updates to our new security program before heading upstairs to see her. I wasn't looking forward to facing her after everything that had happened at the party. I walked into the reception area and asked Ms. Adams if the boss was available. Ms. Adams told me Mrs. Ballmaster was on the phone but would be out in a few moments. I took a seat and waited.

Joyce Adams was Ethel's 20ish year old administrative assistant. She was drop dead gorgeous and knew it. As usual, today she wore a thigh length dress that showed enough leg to excite a priest and enough cleavage to wake the dead. More than one guy in the office had approached her but none had been able to get in her panties. Some actually suspected she was a lesbian. If she was, it was a loss for the entire male population.

She got up to get a cup of coffee and asked me if I wanted any. I tried to avoid staring at her as she walked across the room but her high heels clicking with each step just seemed to draw attention to her and her sculpted body. I was still staring as she bent over slightly to pour her drink. She must have known I was staring because she gave me a mischievous smile as she turned to return to her desk.

I couldn't believe an erection was building and my pants were beginning to tent. Twenty-four hours earlier it was dead to the world. After the workout it got during the party and the sex marathon with my wife that followed, I didn't think it would be capable of anything more than peeing for the next week. As Joyce passed my chair I had to avert my gauze having been caught red handed staring at her fantastic body.

Ethel finally came out to greet me. The dress she was wearing did little to alleviate my problem. Although she would be considered a plus sized woman by most, she was attractive for her age. 

Today she was wearing a thigh length black leather dress that enhanced all of her curves. The dress helped to slim her appearance and make her look quite attractive. The high heels she wore reminded me of the foot worship I had to perform at the party. I didn't know why high heels made a woman look more attractive, but they did.

My mind was also replaying the events of the first party when she had me eat her pussy in front of a room full of women. The thought made my cock stiffen further. My pants were now fully tented but I couldn't adjust myself without drawing unwanted attention to the area. When I stood, both woman took a moment to appreciate my problem. I followed Ethel into her office and heard a little snicker from Joyce as I passed. 

We talked business for about 30 minutes. Ethel asked about the new security system that I had been working on and seemed pleased with the progress I had made. 

I was sitting on the couch in her office. She came over and sat next to me. She showed me some plans she had for expanding the company and wanted to know how the plans would affect our current computer network.

As she sat next to me I smelled her perfume which again reminded me of how she tasted. She seemed amused at my fidgeting as I tried to discreetly adjust my package. I noticed her glancing over and not so discreetly staring at it.

She was asking my opinion about something when she casually put her hand on my lap and started to massage my inner thigh. My face turned red in a matter of seconds. It was hard to concentrate on what she was saying as my arousal continued to distract me. 

"So how did you like the party?" Ethel asked as she abruptly changed the topic of conversation.

"Ah...I...um..." I stuttered as Ethel smiled at my discomfort. 

"I really enjoyed both of them," She said. "You're a born submissive. You have a very talented mouth and I loved the sight of your ass as I turned it red. I'm really looking forward to a repeat performance at some point. Maybe I'll invite you and Jennifer over to meet some of my friends. Would you like that?"

I continued to stutter, not knowing how to react to her sexual advances. Having her fondle me at the party was one thing, but here in the office was something entirely different. I was faithful to my wife and didn't know how to deal with this situation. Was this how women feel when their boss sexually harasses them. I was embarrassed; but also aroused.

"I really liked the way you addressed me at the party." She continued. "I think Ms. Ethel or Ma'am is appropriate for when we're in public, but I prefer Mistress Ethel in private."

"Yes ma'am" I replied as she continued to stare. "I mean yes Mistress Ethel."

"Good boy. Now tell me, how's your little game progressing?" She asked. "I think it is so cute. In fact, I made up a little game of my own. Want to hear about it?"

"Yes Mistress Ethel," I replied as she continued to massage my swollen member.

She told me that she had been emailing pictures from the first party to all of her female friends, including all of my female co-workers. She said that none of them revealed my identity but she encouraged everyone to try and guess whose prick was in the pictures. 

"I talked to Jennifer about it at the party." She continued. "She said she's ok with it as long as the pictures don't reveal anyone's identity. I'm glad I've got some new pictures to share. You know everyone is dying to know your identity."

"I'm even offering a cash prize to the first person to correctly identify you. The prize increases by a hundred dollars each week. This week it will be worth $500.00." She added.

"Oh my God." I exclaimed. "You can't be serious." 

She gave my package a squeeze through my pants.

"I'm sorry Mistress Ethel." I said.

"Jim," Ethel continued. "In case you haven't figured it out, I love playing sex games, especially when I'm the one in charge. My husband and I experimented a lot before he died. In fact, we were members of a sex club. Although it is technically a swinger's group, many of the members explore some of the more erotic aspects of sex. I guess many would call it kinky or perverted. After watching you and Jennifer at the party, I think you'd both fit in nicely."

"Seriously?" I replied.

"A lot of my friends belong." She continued. "We're not really a singles club, so if you're married, you have to join as a couple, but those who are single are also welcomed to join."

"That's sounds kind of interesting?" I replied. "Jenn and I have been wanting to try some new stuff and there's a few things we'd feel more comfortable trying with someone who has some experience. So this might be something we'd be interested in doing."

"We have close to a hundred members now." She replied. "Between them I think we have just about every imaginable type of kink covered. There are a few things that we don't allow at our parties but we can talk more about that if you decide to join."

"We meet once a month at a local hotel." She continued. "The parties typically have a theme and begin with a social hour. A buffet dinner follows the social then we choose our partners and spend the rest of the night 'playing'. Nobody is forced to do anything they don't want to do but most of us do like to experiment a little. You know, get a little kinky."

"Wow!" I said. "That sounds pretty interesting. SO, what kind of kink do you like the best?"

"I love to dominate men." She replied. "I'll switch now and then with a woman, but men have to submit to me. I really like being in control."

She was squeezing my balls a little harder now. I was still rigid and I suspected precum was dripping from my cock. Was I really a submissive male? I wasn't sure but I wouldn't have minded dropping to my knees and submitting to her here and now.

She said she couldn't go into a lot of details about the club until we submitted an application. If it were approved we would meet with the board of directors who would explain everything in more detail. She gave me an application package and told me to talk it over with Jennifer. 

Jenn and I discussed the group over dinner. Jenn wasn't too interested until I told her about Ethel and how she was into female domination. After that, Jenn seemed to get more excited.

"I know you and Lori have been discussing this female domination thing a lot lately." I said. "And I think it might be something I would enjoy too."

"Really?" Jenn replied a little surprised at my comment. 

"Yeah, but I don't think I'd want to submit all of the time" I added. "I like being in control too. The thought of dominating you excites me, but the group would give me an opportunity to experiment with others and try things you don't want to try."

"I see." Jenn said. "So you really enjoyed the party the other night didn't you? You liked submitting to all those women and letting them spank you. You liked the humiliation too I bet."

"Yeah, I guess so." I replied. "I didn't care for the paddling, although the thought of allowing those women to do it did excite me. God it hurt, but thinking about it now makes me hot. It's hard to explain."

"You're really excited about this aren't you?" Jenn continued.

"Yes I am." I replied. "I think we should give it a try. It's pretty exclusive according to Ethel, they might not even accept us. They do a thorough background check and interview all perspective members to help ensure everyone's safety. Ethel says they're very selective."

"OK," Jenn replied. "I'll give it a try. Maybe we can get Jack and Lori to join too. I'd be more comfortable if we did it as a group."

"You know, we could incorporate their parties into our game." I suggested. "Loser has to submit..."

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing." She replied. "By the way, have you recovered from the party yet? You didn't finish what you started the other night and you know how I hate leaving things undone.

***********************************************************************

We filled out the application the next day and submitted it. Ethel liked the idea of inviting Jack and Lori to join. Although she hadn't met Jack, Lori told her about their relationship; it was one that she totally controlled. Ethel liked Lori and agreed to sponsor all of us.

Jack and Lori submitted their application a couple of days after ours. While we were waiting for a response we continued with our challenges. It was Jenn's turn to come up with something. She suggested a fitness challenge.

"How about we do a fitness challenge?" She suggested. "You've wanted to start working out again so this would be a great way to get you started."

"OK." I replied. "I'm game. What are you thinking?"

She suggested the challenge would consist of ten exercises. Each exercise would be a separate completion. Whoever won the most competitions would win the challenge.

"Who comes up with the exercises?" I asked. 

"How about one of the trainers at the gym?" she replied. 

"OK," I replied. "It's your challenge so you decide what we're playing for." 

She thought for a moment before replying.

"You said you wanted to try being in control, well here's your chance" She said. "Winner gets to dominate the loser." 

"Wow, are you sure?" I replied. "How long are you thinking about?"

"How about a day for each competition you lose?" She said. "The winner of the challenge would have to win at least six competitions so that means the loser of the bet would have to do whatever the winner tells them to do for at least six days.

We arrived at the gym about 2 pm on the following Saturday. We knew it wouldn't be busy on a Saturday afternoon so it would be a great time to complete the challenge. I met Liza when we arrived. Liza was Jenn's trainer. Jenn had told her about the challenge and asked her to work out the details and serve as the referee. 

Liza was working out with the free weights when we arrived. She was doing squats and I immediately noticed the muscularity of her thighs as she placed the weight on her shoulders and began her squat. When she finished her set she came over to greet us. 

She gave Jenn a hug as women often do and then reached out to shake my hand. She squeezed it enough to demonstrate her strength. Her grip was stronger than I expected.

"We'll start with the treadmill." She said. "It's a good warm up exercise and is gender neutral. We'll start out slow and then increase the speed and amount of incline every two minutes until one of you quits."

She really put us through our paces. Sit-ups were next followed by stair steps and push-ups. By the time we took our first break I was losing three events to one. My legs already ached and I knew I was in trouble.

After a short break she focused on some upper body exercises. I was sure I'd be able to catch up and even take the lead by the time we moved on to the lower extremities. We used free weights and proceeded through four additional exercises. The winner of each event was the one who lifted the most total weight. 

Liza explained that we could lift a heavier weight which would probably result is being able to complete less repetitions or we could use a lighter one and repeat it more often. She thought that was the fairest way to be accommodate both sexes since men typically had more upper body strength than women. I realized this would make the competition more even. When we took our next break the score was tied at four.

The last two events tested lower body strength. I had to win at least one of them but my legs felt like rubber. Jenn ended up winning both events. When the challenge was over I had lost 6 to 4. 

"Looks like you'll be submitting to me for the next six days." Jenn said while standing next to Liza. "We'll start tomorrow. Liza, can you help. I think Jim needs a new conditioning program. How about letting me bring him by on Monday."

"Sure," Liza said. Bring him by about eight o'clock. We're not busy then. The jazzercise class will be here but they shouldn't bother us."

I did housework all day Sunday. Jenn had me put on the maid's costume I wore to the first CFNM party. She gave me a list of chores to do and left to go shopping. When she returned several hours later, Lori was with her. Jenn inspected my work and was satisfied I'd done a good job.

I fixed the ladies dinner and then cleaned the kitchen. They were waiting for me in the basement when I was done.

"I bought something for you today." Jenn said. "Lori helped me pick it out. It's a chastity device and I want you to put it on."

I looked at the device, I had seen them on the internet. It was basically a cage that locked around my cock and kept it from growing when aroused. Jenn locked it on me and then stripped. The sight of her naked body caused my cock to twitch but it was unable to grow. I was already frustrated.

She tied me to a chair and then started making out with Lori. Within minutes they were both naked. It was a double muff diving session. I wanted to join them but couldn't because of my restraints. I sat there and watched as they had sex. My cock wanted out of its cage, but I was sure that was not likely to happen.

When they got tired of each other they untied me and took me upstairs to the bedroom. Jenn laid on the bed and spread her legs.

"Eat me" she said. "Make love to your boss. My pussy owns you and you will worship it every night this week. You are a slave to it and will suffer as you worship it."

With that I felt the strap on my ass. Lori was administering it to my butt. She said she would continue until Jenn was satisfied and then they would trade places. My cock was in agony as it tried to escape its prison. By the time the women switched places my butt was bright red and swollen. Lori spread her legs while Jenn grabbed the strap. I spent the next hour bringing my neighbor to multiple orgasms.

Jennifer gave me a pair of her pantyhose to wear to work on Monday but looked at the bulge my chastity created.

"This will never do." She said. "I want you to buy some control type panty girdles during lunch. Push your cock between your legs and use the panties to hold it there. That should take care of your bulge." 

She told me to put the pantyhose on. They were tight but I managed. She looked me over and then sent me to work with the bulge obviously present.

Jenn called about mid-morning to see how I was doing. She told me she had a list of things she wanted me to buy when I went shopping at lunchtime. 

"Ask Ethel if you can take a long lunch to run some errands for me." Jenn said. "I want you to ask her in person. No phone calls or e-mail. I'm emailing you the list of things you'll need. You'll be in panties for the rest of the week so be sure to buy plenty. I expect you to change them whenever you soil them. You should keep a few spare at the office in case you have an accident. I'm sure you will be inspected on a regular basis."

"You'll probably need some help getting the correct size so get a sales associates to help you." She continued. "If you have any problems, have the sales associate give me a call and make sure you tip her well before you leave."

I went to Ethel's office to see if I could take a long lunch. My bulge was clearly visible as I asked Ms. Adams if Ethel was available. I had to sit and wait for a few minutes before Ethel could see me. While I was sitting there, Joyce kept glancing at my feet. I realized that the panty hose was clearly visible. I turned red while she seemed to enjoy my embarrassment.

I stood when Ethel opened the door to greet me. The bulge was clearly visible and she noticed immediately. I glanced in Joyce's direction. She was enjoying my humiliation.

"Hello Jim." Ethel said. "I was just getting ready to call you."

"Good morning Ma'am." I replied.

Jim, we're in private so greet me appropriately." She replied.

I looked to Joyce who was pretending to do something on her computer.

"Ah, Good morning Mistress Ethel." I replied. "May I see you in private for a moment?"

I followed her into her office. Before closing the door she asked Joyce to bring her a cup of coffee.

"Your application had been approved by the board" Ethel said before giving me a chance to speak. "Be at my house at 7 pm next Saturday for an interview."

"Mistress Ethel," I replied. How... I mean Joyce... I thought..."

"...that you only had to use my proper title here in my office?" She completed for me. "Don't worry about Joyce. She's my slave. She knows all about you. I've shown her all of the pictures from the parties; even the ones that clearly identify you. Now, please tell me why you have pantyhose on and what's that bulge in your pants? Are you just happy to see me or do you have another problem?"

I suspected that Jenn had already called Ethel but she made me tell her the whole story. She wanted to see so she made me drop my pants. As I did, Joyce knocked at the door and then entered. She smiled at my predicament but said nothing.

"Is there anything else, Ma'am" Joyce asked.

"Yes," Ethel replied. "Be a good girl and help Jim drop his panties. I want to get a good look at that thing he has on his cock."

I was allowed to get dressed after they had finished inspecting me. Ethel told me that Jenn had called and asked her to inspect me twice a day to make sure my new panties didn't get soiled. If they did, Ethel was free to give me a spanking and supervise me as I changed into clean ones.

"Jim, you know I'm a busy woman." Ethel said. "I'll be glad to do the inspection when I'm not busy; but when I am, Joyce will do the inspection for me. She is quite capable of putting you over her knee and administering a sound spanking if needed. Now, go buy the things on Jenn's list. Be sure that bulge is gone when you get back. It is not really appropriate here in the office."




One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 04



I didn't want to deal with a crowded the mall to do my shopping. I googled 'women's clothing stores' and found a boutique that was close and seemed to fit my needs. 

The place was a little more upscale than I had expected. There were about a dozen women browsing through the assortment of clothing. I started looking through the display of panties hoping that one of the sales associates would come over to assist me without having to ask. After holding up several pair, I noticed some of the shoppers glancing in my direction. I was the only man in the store so I could only imagine what they might be thinking. 

A women who appeared to be a little older than me came over and asked if she could help. She was nicely dressed in a conservative looking business suit. Her name tag indicated that her name was Barbara.

"Yes ma'am." I said as politely as I could. "My wife sent me in here to buy some panties but I'm not really familiar with what I'm looking for."

"How sweet." She said. "Do you know her size?"

"Oh... well... you see," I stuttered. "They're not for her, they're for me."

I'm sure my face turned beet red as I watched for a reaction from her. She just stood and stared at me.

"Is this a joke?" She asked. "I don't have time for games. I'm a busy women and don't appreciate..."

"No ma'am." I interjected. "It's no joke. You can call her if you like. In fact she gave me a list of what to buy."

I handed her the email. It instructed her to call if there were any questions.

"Please, I'll make it worth your time." I begged not wanting to have to start over in another shop. "Please Miss Barbara, I really do need your help."

She looked at me for a few minutes longer and then called my wife's number. I could only hear one side of the conversation. 

"Yes... Yes... I agree... I'm sure we have some things that will fit him nicely... Colors? Yes we have a good selection... Fitting room? Yes I think I can arrange for him to try them on before he leaves. Sure... Fine...Yes, that sounds great. Bye."

She hung up the phone.

"You have a very understanding wife." Barbara said. "Not many women would be so understanding when they found out their husband's a cross dresser. I'm curious, how long have you been wearing women's clothing? Well. No matter. I guess we better get you measured."

I didn't know how to respond. I didn't know what Jenn had told her so I was a little hesitant to say anything. I just stammered for a little while as she kept asking me questions.

"I guess you're a little embarrassed." Barbara said. "Is this your first time shopping by yourself? Very well. Just let Miss Barbara help you. We'll get you measured and find some nice things to wear. Rachel, where did you put the measuring tape. I need to measure this gentleman for some panties and I can't find it. Oh, never mind. Here it is."

The other women in the shop were staring at me now. Barbara measured my waist and hips. I felt her brush across my penis as she measured my thighs. I noticed the other customers were now snickering. I was probably more embarrassed than I had been serving the women at the parties. I just wanted to leave but that wasn't going to happen until Barbara was done.

"What's that on your thingy" She asked as she brushed against it again.

I explained as she finished measuring me and gathered up a few things to try on. She told me to follow her. We headed back into the storeroom where she found a bench I could sit on to change.

"I can't have you trying these on in the fitting rooms out front." She said. "They're for real women. You can strip back here and try them on. I'll be glad to help if you need any."

I tried on several pairs of panties. She had provided several styles and colors. Some were designed to flatten the tummy while others lifted and supported my butt. One pair encased my body from just below the nipple line to mid-thigh. It was very confining. When I looked in the mirror I noticed that it gave my body some feminine curves and made it look like I had a pair of small boobs.

I had to model each pair for her. She helped "adjust" a couple of them, showing me how they should be properly worn. When she saw the chastity device she told me to stand and spread my legs so she could get a closer look. She called the other sales associates so they could see too. My cock was already trying to grow and her manipulation of it only made things worse. 

The last thing I tried on were a pair of high waist control panties. When I got them on I realized they had a thong back. She commented on how nice they made my butt look with the fabric buried between my cheeks.

"Your wife also asked me to find a pair of punishment panties for you to wear." Barbara said. "She said she was going to use them to gauge how long your paddling would last on Friday. She told me it would last until your ass matched the color of the panties. I think these red one will do nicely but she insisted that I get the color right. She suggested that I take you across my knee so I can match the color properly. Go ahead and strip while I get my hairbrush."

Barbara pulled me across her knees and started giving me a bare handed spanking. It stung but wasn't nearly as painful as the paddling I got at the party. She noticed the hand prints she was leaving and commented how fast I turned color. When her hand started to get sore she picked up the hairbrush and continued.

I was sure the impact could be heard throughout the store. Rachel came back to see what was going on. She laughed when she saw me over Barbara's lap.

"I need to do that to my boyfriend." Rachel said as she took a picture. "I think every little boy needs a woman to spank him when he's been bad and this boy sure looks like he's been bad today."

"You can have him when I'm done." Barbara said. "Ask Gwen and Stacy if they want to have some fun too. We're supposed to give him a thorough paddling and then find a pair of panties that match the color of his ass. I want it good and red because his wife is going to use them as punishment panties. She said she was going to turn his ass the color of his panties whenever she punishes him and I want to make sure that she gets his attention each time she does."

"Looks like you made a good start there." Rachel said. "I'll go check with the others."

I spent time over each of the women's laps. Stacy was administering a volley of about twenty rapid stokes when Rachel escorted two other women to the storeroom.

"Barbara," Rachel began. "Mrs. Peters and her sister overheard me explaining what was going on back here to Stacy. They wanted to come back and watch. I hope that's OK."

"That's fine with me." Barbara said. "And I don't think he's in much of a position to protest."

"Actually," Mrs. Peters announced. "We'd like to participate, but I see that you ladies have already done a wonderful job of turning his ass a nice shade of red. I haven't spanked a naughty boy since my son left the house. It's something that I miss doing and I was hoping that..."

"Nonsense." Barbara said. "We're trying to see how red we can make him. I promised not to break skin or cause any permanent marks, but I think he's a long way from that. You can take over when Stacy gets tired, and your sister is welcome to join in as well."

They proved to be well versed in the art of spanking. I was crying when they finished but they were not done. They made me stand in the corner with my hands on my head while Barbara searched for the perfect colored panties to match the color of my ass.

"Don't you dare move from that spot or lower your arms." Mrs. Peters said. "If you do I'll bend you over a chair and grab a belt. I'm sure that will generate some nice color."

The women made me stand in the corner for thirty minutes. They demanded to know why I was wearing a chastity device. Reluctantly I told them what had happened. They wanted Jenn's number. When I hesitated to provide it, Barbara handed them the email. They wrote Jenn's number down and told me they would be in touch.

My arms were tired but I didn't dare move them. Barbara found some panties of an appropriate color. They were a dark red, almost maroon colored. When my time was up Barbara suggested I wear the thong backed panties out of the store. They seemed to do the best job of keeping my caged cock in place between my legs which made the problem of my bulge disappear.

I paid for my purchases and gave each of the sales associates a nice tip. They told me to come back any time. They even suggested I buy a nice new dress to go with my pretty panties. I declined and headed back to work.

Jenn called about mid afternoon to see how I was doing. I could hear her laughing as I told her about my experience at the boutique.

"Yeah," Jenn said. "Mrs. Peters called me. She wanted to confirm what you told her. She was really interested in our CFNM parties and asked if she could come the next time we have one. In fact, she asked if she could spank you again. I told her to come over Friday night." 

Jenn told me she would be a little late getting home that night as she had some shopping of her own to do. She told me to start dinner when I got home and then do the laundry she had left on the bed.

Dinner was ready when she got home. I thought she would devour me as she came through the door into the kitchen. She pushed me against the sink and attacked me. Her hands roamed across my body and my caged cock as she kissed me passionately. When she finally came up for air she smiled and asked if I was glad to see her.

Dinner was uneventful. After dinner I cleaned the kitchen and finished the laundry. Jenn informed me that we needed to get to the gym to meet Liza. She inspected my panties before telling me to change into a fresh pair. She then threw me a pair of spandex shorts and a sleeveless top that said "She wears the pants" on the front and "I wear the panties" on the back. The shorts didn't hide the bulge caused by my caged cock. It was in plain view for anyone who cared to look.

When we arrived at the gym Liza was waiting for us. The only other people there were the women in the jazzercise class. Liza said she needed to do a physical assessment to see where I was in my conditioning. We started with some cardio. 

First was the treadmill followed by the bike and stair-stepper. By the time we were done, my thighs were on fire and my legs felt like rubber. The women from the jazzercise class were starting to head to the locker room. They stopped when they saw my shirt.

"Look at his shirt." One of them said. "Isn't that cute."

"Yeah, but not as cute as that ass. I bet he looks good in panties." Another one replied.

"I wonder if he wears thongs." Someone else asked.

Jenn suggested that we head to the locker room where she had me strip for the women. There were about a dozen of them. The instructor was a tall woman named Jasmine. She wasn't as muscular as Liza but it was evident that she was a regular at the gym. Her skin was cinnamon colored and her body was muscular like an athlete's.

"What's that on his cock?" One of them asked.

"That's a chastity device." Jenn replied.

"He lost a bet so he'll be in panties all week." She said. "I've always wanted to try 'tease and denial' so I put the chastity belt on him as well. I started teasing him yesterday and plan to continue until Friday. I told him it would stay on longer if he didn't cooperate so he's at my mercy until it comes off."

"That's wicked." One woman said. "Looks like his little head is already going crazy. Look how it's trying to grow. Can I touch it?"

My cock was throbbing now. The woman reached out to fondle it. I closed my eyes and tried to think about the computer program I'd been working on; anything to get my mind thinking of something other than sex. 

"You can tease him all you like," Jenn said. "In fact, feel free to tease whenever he's here. He'll be working with Liza on a regular basis so I'm sure you'll see him around."

"Damn right," Jasmine said. 

I got dressed so I could finish my workout with Liza. She had a little paddle that she used on me whenever she felt I wasn't trying hard enough. My body ached when we were done; both from all of the exercises she made me do and from the paddle she used to motivate me.

I had to go to the gym every night to workout. I wore my panties and the chastity device under the shirt that Jenn had bought for me. I arrived about two hours before closing giving Liza plenty of time to work with me. 

Liza and Jasmine were talking when I arrived on Tuesday. When I finished my workout Liza told me to follow her into the jazzercise classroom. She told me to bend over a chair they had placed along one of the walls and spread my legs.

"Liza said you were slacking while doing your exercises last night." Jasmine said. "Each night that happens you will come in here at the end of your workout and we will try to improve your motivation."

Jasmine gave each of the women a leather strap and told them to start. Liza pulled my shorts down exposing my pantied bottom. She straddled my head to keep me in a bent over position as the women started jogging around the room single file. Each gave me a stroke on the butt as they passed. Twelve strokes for each lap. After 20 laps they stopped.

"Thank each of the girls for wanting to help." Liza said. "Tomorrow they'll do thirty laps since you didn't perform to my satisfaction again tonight. Each night the number will increase until I see improvement."

I approached the first woman and thanked her for her help. She reached out to massage my balls before telling me to kiss her feet. Another had me kiss her sweaty ass. Each women was different. Several rubbed my face in their sweat covered crotch. Others liked the idea of me kissing their ass and feet. One even smothered my face between her large breasts. It was an hour later before they released me to go home.

When I got home Jenn was waiting for me in bed. I took a shower and joined her. She demanded I bring her to several orgasms before allowing me to sleep. Her paddle always seemed to be handy if I couldn't perform to her expectations.

I did all of the housework during the week. Lori came over a couple of times and helped Jennifer tease me until I was nearly in tears. Each night I went to see Liza at the gym and twice I found myself bent over the chair in the Jazzercise room.

Work offered no relief for me. Twice a day I had to visit Ethel for inspection. Joyce usually ended up performing it in the outer office. I was terrified that someone would walk in. Little did I know that Joyce could lock the door electronically by pushing a button at her desk.

She gave me a couple of over the knee spankings before the week was over. She used a strap to bring tears to my eyes. The spankings must have excited her as much as they were painful for me because I could see the arousal on her face and smell her feminine scent by the time she was done.

I discovered that she didn't wear panties at work, of if she did, she removed them before my arrival. I knew this because she made me clean between her legs when she was done with the strap. She liked to wrap her long legs around my shoulders to trap my face there. She wouldn't release me until she had multiple orgasms.

Friday night finally arrived. My cock was eager for freedom. I hadn't cum in a week and Willy was ready for action. While my cock had been deprived, my tongue had worked overtime to keep Jenn happy. Now my cock was straining against its prison. I was naked except for my new punishment panties and my wrist and ankle restraints.

When I followed Jenn into the basement Lori was there along with Meghan and Elaine. 

"Tonight we will test Jim to see if he is ready for release." Jenn began. "I have not allowed him an orgasm for the last six days although he has brought me many with his talented tongue. Tonight he must earn his release, but as they say, ladies first."

Jenn explained that I would have to make each of the women orgasm prior to gaining my freedom. They rolled a pair of dice to see who would go first. Elaine won.

Lori brought in a bench which was just wide enough to support my torso. She tied me to it in three places before securing my ankles and arms to its legs. Next she put a harness over my head and attached it to the bench totally immobilizing me. I couldn't even move my head.

Lori then produced a portable toilet seat and it dawned on me what this bench was. It was her queening bench; the one Jenn told me about. The one Lori used to make Jack drink her pee. I tried to struggle but was unable to free myself.

Lori placed the seat over my head and adjusted the height so that my face stuck through the seat. Elaine stripped from the waist down and sat facing my feet. My nose found the crack of her ass and my mouth was centered under her cunt.

For the next couple of hours I served as the women's personal cuntlapper. They took turns using me until my tongues was too sore to continue. They used me as their urinal as well. Whenever someone had to pee, she would sit on the seat and use my open mouth until she was done. I then had to lick her clean. 

Mrs. Peters and her sister arrived about 9. I had forgotten Jenn had invited them to take part in the spanking I knew was coming. Ruth kept looking at the contraption I was lying on. I don't think she understood its purpose. 

"Ok Ruth, it's your turn." Jenn said. "Just sit on his face and enjoy." 

"I don't know," Mrs. Peters replied. "I just came for the spanking. I don't know that I really want to..."

"Nonsense." Lori added. "You'll enjoy it. And if he doesn't do a good job it will give you more of an excuse to spank him."

Ruth Peters and her sister were matronly women. They were large and appeared to be in their fifties. I was sure they weighed over two hundred pounds. They had huge and sagging breasts and a wide bottom. I groaned when Ruth removed her panties and sat on the seat.

She didn't bother to remove her dress. She pulled it up as she sat and then draped it over the seat as she settled on my face. She rocked back and forth a couple of times before sealing her hairy cunt over my mouth.

I struggled to breath as she sat there talking with the other ladies. They were discussing the last CFNM party and specifically the spanking that I received. After ten minutes of torture I felt her start to respond to my efforts. After another ten minutes she was spraying me with her love juice. She was panting and rubbing her sex across my face. 

"Oh sis, you've got to try this." She exclaimed. "This is awesome. God. I haven't felt like this in a long time. Oh, my... honey, I think I'm going to pee myself..."

"Go ahead." Jenn replied. "Just pee in his mouth."

Ruth Peters seemed to pee forever. It wasn't a constant stream but more like short spurts. She filled my mouth over and over again before composing herself. 

"Do you think he could clean my other hole before I get up?" she asked. "I'm feeling a little dirty back there and don't want to soil my panties."

"Just tell him what you want him to do." Jenn said. "He'll do whatever you want if he wants to be released tonight."

Ruth's sister was next. She looked to be a little heavier than Ruth. She wasn't bashful after seeing what Ruth dad done. She rubbed herself back and forth across my face. The friction stimulated her but she needed something else to drive her over the edge. She told me to flick my tongue across her clit. When I did she erupted, covering my face with her cum.

It was now time for my spanking. They bent me over the back of a chair and secured my ankles and wrists to its legs. Jenn instructed each woman to administer 50 strokes with their favorite instrument. If my ass didn't match the color of my panties, then they would go another round. They would keep going until my ass matched the panties. Elaine went first.




One Way To Spice Up A Marriage Pt. 04



It took a couple of rounds before Jenn was satisfied with the results. They released me from the chair only to secure me again to the bench. This time she unlocked my cock from its prison and invited all of the women to tease me but not let me cum. 

She laid a couple of feathers on the table and encouraged the women to torment me. Jenn gave me a blow job that drove me to the edge of climax before stopping and allowing me to cool off. A couple of the women took the feathers and ran them along my shaft. I was begging for relief but none came.

Lori masturbated me bringing me to the verge of shooting before squeezing my balls and preventing my ejaculation. Over and over she repeated her torture until I told her I would do anything she asked if she'd let me cum.

"Anything?" she asked. "Would you be my slave for the next three months?"

I shook my head no so she continued the erotic torture.

For the next ninety minutes they teased me. Even Ruth and her sister helped out,

It was after midnight when Jenn escorted the women to the door. I had the worst case of blue balls in the history of mankind. Jenn was naked when she returned. She straddled the bench and impaled herself on my cock in a single stroke. I shot in less than a minute. I had never cum like this before. It just seemed to spurt wave after wave. I was still erect when I finished.

"Do you want to cum again?" Jennifer asked. 

"God yes!" I replied.

"Then you have to eat what you sowed to make room for more." She replied as she planted her sex on my mouth.

Minutes later I was tied spread eagle to our bed. Jenn was riding my cock and every time I came she'd straddle my face and make me eat her out. She continued until my cock couldn't function. The last two or three orgasms weren't productive. She had milked me dry and I was exhausted.



One Way To Spice Up A Marriage



Jennifer took the paddle from Lori. My ass was on fire by now and I was trying to avoid each stroke. Jennifer ask Lori to come over and hold me still. Lori grabbed me by the balls and squeezed. She pulled them down and held them tight. Any movement would result in additional pain. I took the remaining strokes. Jennifer actually administered an extra 20. I was sent to stand in the corner.

The party was over and the guest started to leave. I was still standing in the corner when Jennifer told me to come up to the bedroom. When I got there Jodi was lying naked on the bed.

"Looks like we have some debts to pay" Jennifer said. "Lori led Jennifer into the next bedroom. Jodi told me to start by massaging her massive tits. She wanted her nipples sucked and manipulated. My fingers found her clit and started massaging it as well. Soon she was pushing my head down between her thick thighs. She spread them wide and she forced my face between them. 

I could hear moaning coming from the next room. I assumed Jennifer was giving Lori a similar treatment. I wished I could be there to see it. Jodi redirected my attention. She had shifted her position so I was now rimming her ass. It was another new sensation for me, but not altogether unpleasant. The initial thought of licking someone's ass was repulsive and the taste took a little bit to get used to, but Jodi was obviously enjoying the sensation.

She started to guide my head, forcing my tongue where she wanted stimulation. She drenched my face shortly thereafter. After a short pause she got off the bed and told me to lie on my back so she could ride me. I thought she was planning to impale herself on my cock but she had other plans. She mounted me in 69 fashion and engulfed my cock. My mouth was buried in her sex and my nose was up her ass.

It was hard to breathe but I managed. She rode me until we both shot our loads. When she was done she went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. She left a few minutes later. 

Jennifer came in about an hour later. I asked her about what had happened but all she said was Lori had left. She mounted my cock and impaled herself on it. She rode it like a cowgirl riding a stallion and had a series of mini orgasms followed by one massive one. She leaned forward to kiss me and tasted Jodi as she did. 

She laid there for the rest of the night; hugging me while she continued to straddle my pelvis. My morning woody woke her. We had another quickie before getting up and getting ready for work. 



A week later I arrived home to find a note on the counter. It told me to shower and get squeaky clean, then put on the clothing that was laid out for me on the bed. I was to put on my best cologne and be ready to serve our guests by 7 pm. 

I headed upstairs to get ready. I glanced at the bed. A maid's uniform and a pair of high heeled shoes were lying there with another note.

"Jim, remember you have to serve all of the ladies tonight. Poor performance will result in a punishment. I think these will set the mood but don't worry, you won't have to wear them for very long. See you soon. Jennifer."

I went to the bathroom to get ready. I found two more notes. The first one told me to clean myself inside and out. Under the note was an enema bottle. The other note said to be sure and shave my legs before putting on the stockings. 

It took me longer than expected to follow all of the instructions. When I was done I wasn't sure what was worse; the thong panties with a garter belt and stockings I wore under the maid's costume or the high heels I wore that hurt my feet and made walking nearly impossible. 

It was nearly 7 o'clock so I headed to the kitchen, praying I wouldn't fall on the stairs. 

Jennifer laughed as I walked gingerly into the kitchen. She looked me over before having me turn around. 

The doorbell rang and Jennifer told me to answer it. It was Lori. She gave my package a little squeeze before heading into the kitchen to help with the preparations. Another guest arrived followed by two or three more. I recognized most of them. Soon there were a dozen women chatting away in our living room. The doorbell continued to ring. 

I think all of the neighborhood women were there as well as a few of our friends. The last to arrive was Ethel Ballmaster. She was my boss and the owner of the company I worked for. She looked me over for a moment before telling me to step aside so she could come in. She gave me a little squeeze as she passed by.

Jennifer asked all of the women to take their seats in the living room. She explained how I lost the bet which resulted in me serving everyone tonight. She then explained how I was paddled at last week's party and even shared a few pictures.

"After considerable thought, I've decided that Jim won't be serving us in the nude tonight." She announced, pausing for the crowd's reaction. "Instead, I'm allowing him to keep his shoes on."

Everyone laughed at her wit. She told me it was time to strip.

"I think it would be fun to allow the women to do the honors." She said. "I have everyone's name in this bowl. Jim will pick a name. If your name is picked you may come up and remove a piece of clothing."

Stockings came first. Two women approached me. They were older women who lived in the neighborhood. They had to remove my shoes in order to remove the stockings. They kept the stockings as souvenirs and then assisted me with strapping my shoes back onto my feet. When they did, they locked them in place with tiny padlocks so I wouldn't be able to remove them for the rest of the night. I then had to parade around the room, letting the women feel my shaved legs. Many took pictures and some took the opportunity to reach under my uniform and squeeze my balls as well.

Next was the maid's outfit. Lori got the honor of doing it. She undid the buttons, playing with my chest as she did. She gave each nipple a little pinch as the garment fell to the ground. I had to pick it up and fold it neatly before parading around the room again in just my panties.

Last to come off was my panties. Mrs. Ballmaster's name was called. She stood close to me and slowly lowered the panties to the floor and then allowed me to step out of them. She got a close up view of my cock as she squatted before me. I was erect with my cock pointing to her face. She cupped my balls for a second before giving my cock a quick tug.

"Now it is time for Jim to serve us." Jennifer announced. 

As I started serving the women I felt my cock and balls being fondled and my ass pinched. The women were relentless and despite the humiliation, my cock remained erect.

Some of the women wanted a closer look so I had to stand and spread my legs so they could fondle my assets. Some wanted me to bend over and spread my cheeks for them. One lady actually stuck her finger up my ass causing me to moan. She laughed and replaced the finger with two before slapping my ass and telling me to move on.

I was still having trouble walking, especially with a tray full of drinks. I was handing my boss a drink when someone squeezed my balls hard from behind. My reaction caused me to spill the drink all over Mrs. Ballmaster's legs. You could hear the hush fall over the room. Mrs. Ballmaster stood and slapped me hard across the face.

I tried to apologize but she would have none of it. Jennifer came over and slapped me as well. She told me I had earned a punishment but felt it was only right to allow Mrs. Ballmaster an opportunity to punish me first. I could see the excitement in Ethel's face.

"I think he should clean up his mess." She said.

I went to get a towel and she asked where I was going.

"No, you don't understand." She continued. "I want you to clean it with your mouth."

She was wearing a short dress but most of the wine had gotten on her legs and run down to her feet. She kicked off her shoes and sat in her chair. She spread her legs as I started to clean them. I licked her from her thick thighs to her feet. I continued for nearly 10 minutes while the other women watched and took pictures.

"Enough." She said. "You're just licking my pantyhose. My legs are what need cleaning. Remove my pantyhose and then properly clean me."

I started to remove her pantyhose but she slapped my hands away.

"Use your mouth." She said. "Pull them down as far as you can in the front and then crawl around to the back and pull them down there. Go back and forth until you get them to my ankles. Then you can pull them off and clean me properly."

She tied my hands behind my back with my discarded stockings and stood there waiting for me to comply. I stuck my head under her dress and finally found my way to the waistband. I grabbed it with my teeth and pulled downward. They were stretched pretty tightly around her torso and moved just a little as I tugged gently with my mouth. I released them and scooted around behind her. It was even more difficult to grab the back. I pulled again, another inch of movement. I realized this was going to be harder than I thought and she wasn't going to help at all. 

Back and forth I went. My knees were getting chaffed from crawling on the floor. I finally got past her wide hips. I could smell her aroma. She was getting off on this. I had gotten the rear down past her butt. By now my nose was actually buried between her cheeks as I pulled on the waistband with my mouth.

"Stop" she said.

I immediately stopped where I was. She bent forward further impaling my face into her ass. She widened her stance which made my job all the more difficult. I released the garment from my mouth. I started to crawl out from under her but she just sat down in her chair. I was on my knees with my face trapped under her ass and my cock pointing to the ceiling from between her legs.

"I think he is enjoying this too much," she announced. "Would someone like to relieve him of his erection so he can continue?"

I felt the sting of something hitting my cock and balls. A ruler I thought. Someone was spanking my cock with a ruler.

After a painful spanking, my cock had retreated into its hiding space. She allowed me to continue my task. I pulled the front down. Her aroma was stronger now. With her pantyhose now at thigh level, she grabbed my head and pulled me back into her crotch.

"Lick as if your job depended on it." She said. "Because it just might."

The room erupted with laughter.

I finally got her pantyhose off and began cleaning her legs with my tongue. She wanted them cleaned from top to bottom. It seemed like it took forever. When I finally got to her feet, she told me to such each toe and lick between them. When I was done, she stuck her entire foot in my mouth and told me to continue to suck it. When I was finally done she threw the pantyhose at me and told me to wash them and bring them with me to work tomorrow.

I returned to my job of serving the women. After seeing what Ethel had made me do, other women wanted a similar treatment. They were more brazen now. My cock was fondled and my balls squeezed. My ass was pinched and spanked repeatedly. 

Finally it was getting time for the party to end. 

"I want to thank everyone for coming tonight." Jennifer began. "Now it's time to decide how well Jim performed. Ladies, please raise your hand if you feel he performed adequately." 

She paused to count. 

"Now, raise your hand if you feel his performance was less than adequate." 

Again she counted.

"Very well," She said. "You have judged him to be adequate. However, there is still the matter of his punishment for spilling the drink on Ethel. I think a paddling is appropriate and I'm inviting all of you to participate. I'm going to start with 20 strokes and then allow Ethel to apply 20 more. After that anyone who wants to participate can have a go."

"For those of you that have to leave," she continued. "I thank you for coming and making this a special evening. Be sure to thank Jim appropriately for his service. We look forward to seeing you again soon."

Nearly all of the women stayed to witness and participate in my paddling. When they finally left, some hugged me or gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek. I thought Jodi was going to stick her tongue down my throat, and Lori gave me a firm squeeze to my cock. Ethel Ballmaster gave me a warm hug and told me to meet her in her office in the morning.

"Don't forget the pantyhose," she said. "I won't be wearing any when you get there."

When everyone had gone Jennifer gave me a big hug.

"Is that what you meant by spicing things up?" She asked as we started to clean the house.

"Yeah," I replied. "But how am I going to top this when you lose the next bet?"