0 comments/ 34963 views/ 12 favorites Spanking Night Ch. 01 By: Angelscuck My wife and I had just booked the cruise of a lifetime! Los Angeles to Hawaii, then on to Samoa, Bora Bora, French Polynesia, Tahiti and back to Los Angeles. Twenty-eight days. No planes, hotels, or taxis. It took every cent we had but we have been dreaming of a cruise like this for years and now we were going! Although the transportation, stateroom with a balcony, and food were provided, they still charged for alcoholic drinks, and shore excursions. We needed some extra cash. I received and email from a BDSM club that we occasionally attended. They were having a "Spanking Night" and needed some dominate females to help with the spanking. My wife had never done anything like this but decided it might be fun. The club was paying $20 for ten minutes of spanking. In 3-4 hours, my wife could earn enough to see us through our cruise and have some cash to spare. She decided to call the club and get more information. She talked to Mistress Shelia who told her she would have to come in for an interview and possibly some training first. They arranged a time to meet. My wife Angel is more of a submissive than dominate but she thought the change may be fun and she was interested in exploring this side of her personality. I was rather turned on by the whole thing because I am a closet submissive myself and imagining my sweet wife, dressed in a revealing, black leather, outfit with a submissive male or female stretched across her knees while she smacks their bare bottomd really was getting to me. She left for her appointment about noon and told me she shouldn't be gone too long and would call me on her cell phone to let me know everything was ok. I wasn't too worried because we had been to the club a few times and everybody who worked there seemed friendly. I received a call from her a few hours later f stating that everything was fine but there was more to the training that she had realized and she would be a little late. She assured me that Mistress Sheila and Master Dan were training here well and she would tell me all about it when she got home. Master Dan, I thought to myself. Isn't he the big, black, muscular guy that we had seen at the club with the piercing eyes and cruel smile that liked flirting with my wife? Come to think of it, she always seemed to act like a schoolgirl when he was around. Hmmm. Well, my Angel's a good girl, why was I worrying? She would be home soon and then I could get the whole story. It was getting quite late and now I was beginning to feel somewhat alarmed. I started to call her cell phone just as the phone rang. "Hello darling," Angel's voice sounded a bit breathless, "Sorry I am running late but we have just finished the training and Sheila and Dad are going to a party with some of the other Doms and though it would be a nice opportunity for me to meet them. Don't wait up, I may be late. Bye sweetheart." I didn't even have a chance to speak. She sounded different, kind of cool and aloof. Oh well, she must have been in a hurry. Not to worry. I had some trouble falling asleep that night. I always do when my Angel is not by my side, but this was a little different. She was out with a bunch of BDSMers, my sweet little submissive Angel. Like a lamb among the lions. I finally dropped off to sleep. A few hours later I felt her slipping in bed beside me. It was 5am! She felt hot and sweaty. I reached down to rub her bottom. It felt swollen and hot. She winced. "Don't touch me there; I'm too sore and exhausted. Let's just sleep. I will tell you everything later." She whispered. I got up around 9am. Angel was still sleeping. I decided to make her breakfast in bed with coffee. Something I rarely do, but it looked like she had had a hard night. "Good morning darling, is that coffee I smell?" Angel's voice echoed from our bedroom. "And toast, eggs and bacon." I replied. I brought the food to her. She looked quite frazzled in the light of dawn. He hair was messy, her make- up smeared, her eyes were glazy like smoke from a distant fire. "You OK?" I inquired. "I feel wonderful," she replied, "exhilarated. I had an amazing night. I will tell you all about it after breakfast. I'm famished!" My curiosity was really getting the best of me but I patient waited until she had consumed her breakfast including more bacon and toast. She usually wasn't this hungry in the mornings. After eating she told me to strip and she then handcuffed me, pushing me down on the bed on my back. She then proceeded to straddle my face with her cunt just inches from my nose and mouth. "I want you to listen to me," she said. "Just smell, lick and taste my pussy. No talking until I am through. If you interrupt me, I will get dressed and leave you here for the day. Do I make myself clear?" I nodded my head, dumbfounded. This was not the sweet wife I knew but a strong, demanding dominatrix, completely in charge. My cock grew hard and I felt myself falling into a trance, unable to do anything but follow her orders. She slowly lowered her sweet pussy to my mouth. I smelled, tasted different. A mixture of her juices and a man's cum. It was intoxicating. She then began to relate her experiences of the night before. To be continued. Spanking Night Ch. 02 I lay there on my back, wrists handcuffed together beneath me, gazing into my wife's cunt. It seemed very red and swollen; it was oozing a milky white liquid which mixed with her own juices. I had never seen it quite so wet. It smelled like sex. Not our sex but a different kind of sex. She slowly lowered it to my waiting tongue and lips. I knew then what had happened last night. She had been fucked, a lot. He sweet pussy reeked of (probably Master Dan's) cum. It tasted musky and thick, much thicker than mine. Copious amounts poured out from the depths of her pussy. It filled my mouth and started to spill out over my lips and run down my cheeks and chin. "Drink it all up darling," My wife's words echoed in my head. "Drink it up and swallow it like a good boy. Maybe his cum will make you more of a man. Yes baby, he fucked me all night long. He gave me several loads to bring home to you. He made me put a butt plug in my pussy so it wouldn't leak out. He wanted to make sure you had plenty to drink while I told you what your sweet wife was up to. I kept gulping a swallowing to prevent from drowning in the cum which kept pouring into my mouth as she told me of her adventures from the night before. "I could see from the moment our eyes met that she liked me". My wife continued. "Mistress Sheila took me by the hand and led me into one of the play rooms. She told me to strip and then secured my hands to a metal ring suspended from the ceiling. She pulled the rope so my arms were straight above my head, then attached nipple clamps to each nipple." "To be a good Dom, one must first learn to submit COMPLETELY," Mistress Sheila told me. "You must know and love pain, to give pain to others. This will be the first part of your training. Master Dan and I will teach you to love pain and to submit completely. Our will, will be your will. You will live to please us. You will do everything we command without question. Then and only then, you will be ready to give commands. "I could feel her finger nails caressing my body," My wife continued with her story. "She touched me, not hard enough to scratch or break the skin but hard enough to let me know she could easily hurt me it she wanted to. It felt like an electric current shooting out from her nails into my flesh. I could feel my nipples harden and throb under the nipple clamps with excitement. My inner thighs were becoming damp from the juices dripping down from my cunt. The smell of my cunt juice filled the room." Angel was becoming so lost in her story that she was pressing her pussy tightly against my nose and mouth I could not breathe. I squirmed frantically beneath her and she then realized she was smothering me. She quickly raised herself from my face and I gasped for air. "Sorry darling," she apologized, I guess I got carried away. I panted for a few seconds and she resumed smearing her juices across my face and continued with her story. "Mistress Sheila knew just how and where to touch me. She would touched my clit, as only another woman knows how to touch," Angel continued, "and just as I was about to cum, she would quickly pull her fingers away." She would taunt me, "Is my little slave getting excited? Would you like to cum? Oh no baby, not yet. You haven't earned that privilege yet!" She then proceeded to whip my ass with a bamboo cane. It stung like hell. At first I didn't cry out but soon I could feel the pain increasing with each methodically placed swing. I started to cry, then sob, then scream and beg. I told her I was hers and Master Dan's. I would do anything they asked, without hesitation. I really meant it! "I know you will," was her reply. Mistress Sheila finally stopped whipping me and untied my hands. I fell to my knees and wrapped my arms around her. She pushed my head down until my mouth was touching her boots. "Kiss them," she ordered. "Show your mistress how much you love her." I started kissing a licking her boots frantically. I was hers. She knew it and I knew it. She turned and left the room leaving me lying on the floor, naked and broken. I just laid there, not knowing what to do, waiting for her next command. I didn't have to wait long. She walked back into the room with Master Dan. He looked magnificent! He was wearing tight leather pants, knee-high boots, bare-chested with studded black bands around his biceps, wrists and forehead. His torso was unbelievable. Some men had a six-pack. He had an eight or ten-pack. His pectoral muscles were solid and glistening, both nipples were pierced and a grinning skull dangled from each. I look at the huge bulge in his pants. It was as if the leather material was about to burst trying to contain his manhood. I was hypnotized by the sight of him. He then addressed me in a deep, firm but soft voice. "Who are you?" he asked. "Your slave," I replied in a trembling voice. "What is your purpose?" he asked again. "To serve my master and mistress," I replied. "Excellent!" He answered. "Lick my boot, slave!" I crawled to him on my hands and knees and started worshiping his boots with my lips and tongue. He then grabbed my hair and pulled my head upward until my eyes were at the same level as his crotch. "What do you want to do?" He inquired. "I want to lick and suck you balls and cock!" I replied, breathing heavily. "Beg for it!" He answered. I started begging. "Please master; please let me suck your big, beautiful, black cock and balls. I want to be your white married slut. I want you to gag me with your cock and shoot you're cum deep down my throat. I want you to pull it out of my mouth and cum on my cheeks and forehead and then smear it all over my face with your cock, glazing me, making me you slave bitch!" "You haven't earned that privilege yet," he remarked. As I lapped up Master Dan's cum from my wife's pussy listening to her story, I was becoming more turned on by the minute. My cock was throbbing and my balls were aching to cum. "Please honey, let me cum," I begged. "Shut up wimp, you haven't earned that privilege yet!" She replied. To be continued. Spanking Night Ch. 03 So here I was. Flat on my back, hands cuffed behind me, my wife straddling my face force feeding me her black master's cum and telling me of the past night's adventures. Angel continued with her story, "The next couple of hours were spent being instructed by Mistress Sheila on the fine art of spanking, where to spank, how hard, the use of various whips, paddles and canes, safe-words, verbal humiliation and termination of the spanking session. I never realized it was so complicated and involved. After being thoroughly instructed, Mistress Sheila told me that I would need to practice and you, my dear husband, will be my practice partner. You can expect to be spanked many times in the next few days so I will be confident on spanking night, that I will do a good job. Master Dan came back into the room and handed me his cell phone and told me to call you and tell you I was going to a party and would be late. After that he attached a collar and leash to my neck, threw a robe around me and led me to his car where he, Mistress Sheila and I drove to a party in the Hollywood Hills. When we arrived, he took the robe away, leaving me completely naked and led me on my hands and knees, into the main room where the party was going on. Some of the doms and subs were having drinks and refreshments. They glanced my way with mild interest." "May I please have your attention," Master Dan began. "This is my new slut-in-training, Angel. She has been begging me to suck my cock but I am not sure she is worthy of that privilege. Is there a cock in here she can suck so I can see if she has the skill and experience to suck mine?" A dozen hands were raised. "Well now, let me see," Master Dan said, "Inny minny miny mo, Pick a big cock for my ho, If she swallows, give her more, And fuck her until her cunt is sore. My momma told me to choose this very big one." Master Dan's hand pointed to a large black man sitting at a table with his dick out. "I guess you're the one!" He said with a big grin and tugged on my leash. "I crawled between the man's legs and took his 10 inch cock in both hands," Angel explained. "His cock was as big around as a Coke bottle but I finally got the head and a couple of inches in my mouth. I was drooling all down his cock and on to the floor. My lips were stretched to the maximum. I continued to stroke his huge cock while holding the head in my mouth!" I could hear others in the room chanting, "Suck it, suck it, suck it!" "My mouth," Angel explained, "was starting to cramp up. Then it happened. He came, and came and came. I had to swallow continuously to keep from drowning in cum. Finally I could feel his cock shrink and slip slowly from my mouth. His cum dribbled down my chin and on to my breasts. The whole room was applauding me." "Not bad," Master Dan chided, "This bitch seems to have a natural talent and what she lacks in experience, she make up for in enthusiasm!" Everyone in the room laughed and hooted. By this time, my cock and balls were aching for an orgasm. My face was a gooey mess. I was nauseated from ingesting all his cum from my wife's pussy. Angel continued with her sorted tail. "Master Dan then picked me up and carried me to an upstairs bedroom accompanied by Mistress Sheila. He threw me on the bed and presented me with the biggest cock I had ever seen. I kissed it and licked the pre-cum from the tip. He had me lay on my back and slowly rubbed the tip of his cock along the folds of my dripping wet pussy lips. Mistress Sheila then straddled my face and lowered he smooth shaven, glistening pussy to my waiting lips." "Suck it," she commanded. And I did. It tasted like honey I had never tasted another women's cunt before and it was delicious! I was becoming lost in the folds of her labia when I suddenly felt Master Dan's cock enter me. It felt like the gates of heaven were opening as pushed his magnificent cock deeper and deeper in me. I had never been penetrated so deeply. He touched spots I didn't even know I had. Each movement brought me closer and closer to the most amazing orgasm of my life. I wanted it to go on and on, and it did. I lost count of how many times I came. He filled every inch of my cunt with his black baby sperm. I could feel Mistress Sheila clit rubbing against my nose as my tongue penetrated her cunt. She was cumming, I was cumming and Master Dan was cumming simultaneously! Then he put a butt plug into my pussy and told me to take it home and feed it to you while I told you about my night out." "So now you know where I have been and what I have been doing," my wife said, smiling down at me. "Aren't you proud of me darling? You look so sweet with his cum all over you face, but now its practice time. Roll over so I can spank you please." To be continued. Spanking Night Ch. 04 I slowly rolled over to allow my wife access to my bare bottom. I was still in shock, my mind reeling from what she had just confessed to me. This was no mind game. I had the proof-positive taste still lingering in my mouth. Smack. Suddenly the sound and sting of the cane against my skin brought me back to reality. It hurt like hell! I didn't cry out but I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. Then I heard Angel's soft sweet voice, "Did you like that darling? I've been taught to strike in the lower, inside quadrant of the buttocks. It can tolerate more pain than other areas. Was it too hard? I still have to learn your pain boundaries. Not that I won't push them just a bit. After all, this has to be fun for both of us. " "Hell yes it hurt!" I yelled. "Now listen honey, this has gone far enough! Please stop and take off these handcuffs!" "Well I guess it's true what they say about women being able to tolerate much greater pain than men,"my wife remarked. "I barely hit you at all. You're such a baby! No, I won't stop now; after all, you were the one who suggested I call Mistress Sheila about Spanking Night. We need the money, right? I'm afraid you will just have to live with this until Spanking Night has come and gone. I will tell you what I will do,"she countered. "I will give you a choice. You can take ten blows at this level or twenty at half this level." I knew she was right. I had encouraged her to call Mistress Sheila, big mistake. I then, realizing she wasn't about to stop, I considered her offer. I knew if I took ten blows with the cane at this level, I would be reduced to a sobbing sissy wimp. I told her to give me twenty at half pressure, another big mistake. What I hadn't known was with each stroke of the cane, my bottom became more and more sensitive and the pain increased with each blow. After ten strokes I was begging her to stop but she completely ignored my pleas. Twenty strokes later I lay there, sobbing like a sissy wimp while she rubbed some kind of soothing lotion on my bright red, swollen bottom. "If I knew you were going to make such a fuss, I would have gagged you," My wife teased. "Oh well, next time." Whatever she used on my bottom helped but I knew sleeping on my back tonight was not an option. She threw me one of her silk nightgowns and said "Here you go sissy. It's better to rub against silk than your underpants or the bed sheets. Besides, after Master Dan, you seem more feminine to me now." I was mortified. Yesterday I was cock of the walk. She would do anything I asked and I was king. Just twenty-four hours later, my wife had fucked another man and woman, fed me his cum, spanked me to tears and now enjoyed humiliating and feminizing me. Would our life ever be the same? The next day I was watching TV when she came into the room. My jaw hit the floor and my cock hit my bellybutton. She had been shopping for something to wear that would be appropriate for Spanking Night. She had a black mini-thong under full-body fishnets, knee-high stiletto boots, a black leather corset and elbow-high leather gloves. He beautiful breasts and nipple peeked through the fishnet making them so near and yet so far. She wore a Betty Page black wig and black cat-like mask. I just stared in awe. My sweet little Angel had been transformed into a strong, sexy dominatrix. "On your knees slave," She commanded. "do you like what you see?" I fell to my knees on the floor dumbfounded and nodded my head. "Good," She exclaimed. "It's time to practice spanking again. Lucky for you, I started out with the most painful spanking implement first. They say the cane is the worst. Today I am going to use a wooden paddle. It looks worse that it feels. They are holes in the wood, as not to impede my swing. Don't worry sissy, I'm going to take it easier on you today. Now pull down your panties and lay across my lap." It was true, I was wearing her panties. They felt much cooler on my irritated bottom and I must admit, I was kind of getting use to silk. I lay across her lap with my exposed buttocks, waiting for her wrath. "Now, "she said, "First I want you to beg me to give you twenty-five smacks with this paddle and you are to count each one and say thank you after each blow. Is that clear?" "Yes dear," I answered and quickly received a slap across my face. "Yes mistress," she corrected. "You will address me as mistress while we engage in this type of activity, do you understand?" "Yes mistress," I quickly replied. "Please spank my bare bottom mistress, I have been bad and need punishment. Please, please paddle me!" "Very well," she replied and she brought the paddle smartly against my flesh." She was right; it did not hurt as much as the cane, but my bottom was already sore so I felt it. "One, thank you mistress," I squealed. Two, thank you, three, thank you, four, thank you..." By the time we reached twenty-five I was crying and sobbing again. Angel just laughed and said, "I thought I married a man, not a little sniveling girly boy. Now listen to me carefully. I'm going out for a few drinks with Master Dan and Mistress Sheila. While I am gone I want you to shave all your hair below you eyebrows, put on a pair of my panties and clean the house. I may bring them back home, I'm not sure but I expect the house spotless and you hairless. Is that clear?" "B-b-but dear, I mean Mistress, please don't make me do this and show me to your friends. It would be too embarrassing! Pla..." SMACK! This time her slap to my face knocked me off my feet. "Now listen to me you little sissy," Angel said. "Only real men should have hair and that does not include you. You have a tiny dick or shall I say a large clit. You belong in panties and are only good for cleaning the house and sucking cum out of my pussy. I will march your pantied ass down the street on a leash if I feel like it! Do you understand?" "Yes mistress," I meekly replied. I was beaten, broken and betrayed. I could hear the front door slam behind her as I prepared my bath for my emasculating shave. To be continued Spanking Night Ch. 05 I took out the scissors and cut my beard and mustache as close as I could then used the electric clippers. After that I finished shaving my beard and mustache off with shaving cream and lather. I looked strange without a beard, younger; my face had a feminine look to it. I had not seem my upper lip and chin for at least twenty years. I did the same process to my genital area. Next I applied the depilatory cream on my chest, arms, legs, pubic area and buttocks. I waited fifteen minutes as the instructions said and felt a tingling all over my body. It was starting to sting and smelled bad. I quickly jumped in the shower and watched my hair and manhood wash down the sink. I looked all pink and naked. After drying myself, I rubbed lotion on my body to ease the skin irritation and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a little boy. I went to my wife's dresser and found a pair of pink panties. They felt good gliding on my skin as I pulled them up. I noticed that I had an erection and the tip of my cock stuck out above the waist band of the panties. I looked ridiculous, pathetic! Next I went downstairs and started vacuuming. When I had completed that, I cleaned the kitchen and started dusting. I hadn't lifted a finger doing any household chores in ages. It kind of felt good. Then the phone rang. "Hello sissy," my wife's voice chimed. "Are you a pantied, hairless girly-boy? How much housework have you completed?" "Y-yes mistress," I answer in a meek voice. "My hair is gone. I am wearing your pink panties as you requested and I have finished most of the house." "Good girl", she replied. "There has been a change in plans. Master Dan wants to share me with some of his friend so I won't be home tonight. After you finish the house and laundry, you can get on your computer and go to one of the interracial websites and watch one of the white wives fucking her black studs porn movies and think about me getting my brains fucked out. When you cum, do so in your hand and eat it. You had better start getting use to the taste because you will be eating a lot from now on. As a matter of fact, I am going to bring you home a cunt full in the morning. Goodnight sissy, sweat dreams." Tears came to my eyes. I have lost her and it was my fault. Why did I mention that email about Spanking Night? Is this something I had secretly wanted to happen? And why was my cock so hard right now? After finishing the laundry, I got on the computer and went to the interracial porn sites. I was watching a beautiful white woman take on four black guys. It was hot. Is this what Angel is doing right now? Just then the phone rang. A deep voice emanated from the phone saying, "Is this the sissy wimp Angel is married too?" "Yes sir," I found myself answering. "Well, bitch", he continued. "I just thought you should hear this." I could hear Angel's voice in the background, "Oh god yes, fuck me harder, I love it. No, my husband can't fuck me like this. He is a dickless sissy incapable of satisfying me. Yes, I am you bitch, I will do anything you say, fuck and suck who you tell me to, Oh yes, yes, harder, oh god, I'm cumming, yes, yes, YES!! Click, the phone went dead. I felt the tears running down my cheeks. I had lost her. The love of my life, lost forever and all because I had asked her to make a few bucks spanking some guys at a club. What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking, at least not with my brain. I had let my cock tell me what to do. What a fool I was. I turned my attention back to the porn flick. The woman was being double penetrated by two huge black cocks. I shot into my hand and licked it clean. Sleep was next to impossible that night. Hundreds of dirty pictures kept running through my mind. My cock kept getting hard and I would have to masturbate to try to get back to sleep. Each time I would cum in my hand and eat it. What the hell was happening to me? About six the next morning I heard our car pull into the driveway. Then doors opening and giggling . It was the sound of two women laughing. Now what? I thought to myself. I heard Angel's voce echoing through the house. "Sissy, oh sissy, time to get up and serve your mistresses! I stumbled out of bed and went downstairs. There I was met by Angel and Mistress Sheila. I had never seen her before but she was beautiful. She was as dark and Angel was fair. Together they made a stunning pair. They immediately started laughing at my pantied, denuded body. Angel said, "Oh my god, look at you, what a sweet little sissy you make. I have never seen you beardless. You are quite pretty! A little makeup and a wig, you could be passable. "Yes," Mistress Sheila added, "But can she serve us adequately?" "Try her," my wife replied. To be continued. Spanking Night Ch. 06 "On your knees slave!" Mistress Sheila commanded. I immediately fell to my knees in front of the beautiful dominatrix who was standing before me. "Who are you?" she asked. "Your sissy slave," I meekly replied. "That's right slave," she said as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her tight mini-skirt and slipped it down to her knees revealing her shaved cunt just inches from my face. "What do you want?" She asked. "I want to inhale you, taste you, swallow and breathe you," I replied. "Then do so, you little worthless sissy," she said as she grabbed my head and pulled me tightly to her pussy lips. "Smell and taste you mistress!" I inhaled her sweet scent like I was taking a hit of marijuana. I slipped my tongue deep inside her and felt her pussy juice glide across my tongue and down my throat. She smeared my face with her cunt almost smothering me. She then quickly spun around so my face was buried between her ass cheeks. "Worship my ass you little sissy bitch, fuck it with your tongue!" She commanded. I inhaled her musky smell and drove my tongue deep into her anus. She grabbed her butt cheeks and spread them to give me better access. "That's right you pansy-assed sissy. Tongue-fuck your mistress's ass while your wife butt-fucks you!" She hissed. I could feel my panties being pulled down and my wife applying some kind of lubricant to my asshole. Then I felt the pressure of her strap-on dildo. I heard Angel's soft voice behind me. "You're going to love this you little faggot sissy. I am going to fuck your little man-pussy until you cum all over yourself. Now beg me to fuck you!" It was not easy trying to speak with my tongue up Mistress Sheila's ass, but I was able to mumble a few words. "Oh, pleaf miftess, fuck my aff and make me cumf!" I begged. And she did. At first it hurt like hell. I wasn't use to having anything up my ass but soon I began to relax and enjoy it. The dildo was stimulating my prostate and having its desired result. I could feel my orgasm building up inside me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I came in waves. My cum sprayed out on the floor beneath me. Just as Mistress Sheila stepped forward pulling her ass away from my face, Angel pulled the dildo out of my ass and placing her foot on my butt, pushed me forward causing me to fall face down on the floor in my own cum. "I knew you would love being fucked in the ass, you fucking faggot!" My wife teased. "Maybe next time we can have Master Dan fuck you with his real man cock and make you his bitch!" Both women laughed and this remark. Then Mistress Sheila pulled me up on my knees by my hair and started scooping the cum off my body, and finger feeding it to me. When she was satisfied that I had eaten all the cum on my body, she put her foot on the back of my head and forced me down on the floor. "Lick up you mess!" She said. I started licking my cum off the floor and listen to the two women comment on my current status. "How could you marry such a sissy wimp?" Mistress Sheila asked Angel. "I'm not sure," Angel replied. I guess I didn't know what a faggot bitch he really was. Now that I can see his true nature, I have lost all respect for him. I guess I can keep him around as a sissy maid slave to serve me and my lovers though. If he doesn't agree to that, I can always show the video we just shot in divorce court and take him for everything he has." Video! Oh my god. She really had me by the balls now. I have no choice but to do her bidding. "Go up and take a shower," My wife said, "You look and smell like a slut. Put on a clean pair of panties and report back here, but before you go, bring Mistress Sheila and I some Champagne I think we should celebrate your emasculation. Before you go, get on your knees again, I have to piss. Open your mouth so I can pour you your drink. Both women laughed as Angel peed into my mouth. I swallowed it all except for a few drops that spilled out and ran down my chin and chest. When she was finished I fetched their Champagne. I could hear them toast me as I went up to take my shower. "To my new sissy bitch, faggot maid!" Angel said. My fate was sealed. To be continued. Spanking Night Ch. 07 The shower felt good against my freshly shaven skin. I was covered with cum, urine and pussy juice. I knew if I took too long, I would be punished by my wife and mistress so I cut it short. After towel drying, I put on a clean pair of my wife's panties and hurried down stairs. "Well, here's our little sissy bitch now. It took you long enough!" Mistress Sheila scolded. "I'm sorry Mistress!" I replied. My wife told me to sit down and she then started applying makeup to my face. First a basic coat to even my complexion, then mascara to my eyes and finally lipstick and blush to my cheeks. She then fastened a red, curly wig to my head and had me pose and make faces at the camcorder. She made me beg to suck cock and say how much I loved the taste of cum which was all recorded for posterity. She knew she had me good now. Any resistance on my part and the video would be emailed to my friends and family and I would be the laughing stock of the whole neighborhood. "What do you think we should make her wear for Spanking Night?" My wife asked Mistress Sheila. "Spanking Night," I yelled, "Why am I going to go to Spanking Night?" Smack, smack, this time I got two slaps across my face. "The first one was for raising your voice and speaking when you were not given permission. The second was for forgetting to say Mistress!" My wife explained. "Now listen to me. This whole Spanking Night was your idea. You will be coming along to assist me, in full drag of course. While I am in the room spanking customers, you will be out in the main room drumming up more business for me. Many of the customers will already have appointments with specific doms, but there will be a lot of undecided members. You will show them my picture and offer them free photographs of their session. You of course will be taking the pictures of the sessions. Now let's see, I think high heels, fishnet stockings, black mini-skirt, matching black lace bra and panties with a see-through blouse would look nice. Don't you?" I nodded my head. "Remember", my wife continued, "Many of the customers there are gay or bi so flirt with them and let them cop a feel if they want. You can be my little sissy-pimp. Won't that be fun?" "Y-yes Mistress," I stammered, fighting back tears of embarrassment. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I started to run to hide, but Angel, grabbed me by my cock and balls and gave them a little squeeze and said, "That must be Master Dan. He said he would come by today and help with your training. Be a good maid and answer the door." Feeling like a complete fool, I went to answer the door. "And don't forget to curtsey," my wife added. I opened the door, my face was bright red. There in front of me stood Master Dan. I had seen him before at the club but then I still resembled a man at that time. I curtsied and said in a high-pitched voice, "Good afternoon, Master Dan, My wife, eh mistress is expecting you, won't you come in please?" Master Dan let out a loud, cruel laugh and said, "Well don't you look pretty. I always suspected you were a pansy-assed faggot. Did you enjoy the taste of my cum from your wife's pussy, sissy?" "Yes Master Dan," I answered. "It was delicious, thank you." I was beginning to really fall into this new role, somehow I couldn't help myself. Maybe I really was a panty-ass, sissy-faggot. I was so confused I really didn't know anymore." Dan pushed me aside and grabbed Angel. He gave her a long, wet tongue kiss. Then he asked, "Miss me bitch, miss my big black cock in your mouth and pussy, Do you need to be fucked by a real man because your sissy, bitch husband can't satisfy you?" My wife replied, "Oh yes Master Dan, I need your cock so bad. My husband has a little girly-boy dick I can't even feel it anymore since you stretched me out with you magnificent cock. Please fuck me, please?" Master Dan, smiled a broad smile and said, "I don't know. What do you say, sissy, shall I fuck your wife for you?" "Yes, please sir," I answered. "You don't sound very enthusiastic sissy, you're going to have to do better than that to get me to fuck your wife." Angel added, "Beg him darling, tell him you will suck his dick hard for me and hold it steady while I sit down on it!" My heart sunk. Here I was, wearing full make up, wig and panties being asked to beg to suck this black man's cock to make it hard enough to fuck my wife. I felt tears of humiliation while I crawled on my hands and knees between Master Dan's legs. "P-p-please Master Dan," I begged. Let me suck you hard so you can fuck my wife the way she deserves to be fucked, the way I can't fuck her. Please, Master Dan. Master Dan looked down at me and smiled as he removed his cock from his pants and rubbed the giant head against my cheek. "OK sissy, but give it a little kiss first." He laughed. I took his mighty tool in my hand and placed a kiss on the tip which was filled with pre-cum. Slowly I guided it through my open painted lips let it slide across my tongue and down my throat. I could feel it grow in my mouth. It was huge. I started sliding my lips up and down his shaft while the head of his cock made my cheeks bulge out. After a couple of minutes, he stood up and said, "Undress me bitch." I unbuttoned and removed his shirt and pants and carefully folded them and placed them on the table. Next I slipped off his shoes and socks, kissing each foot at my master's request. "Who are you?" He asked. "Your slave," I replied. "What is your purpose?" He asked again. "To serve my master and mistress," I answered. Master Dan then lay down on his back with his giant cock standing up like a flag pole as I held it in position for my wife's insertion. To be continued. Spanking Night Ch. 08 As I held Master Dan's cock steady for my wife to sit down on I noticed her eyes were staring directly into mine. She had an amused smile as she licked her lips. Her labia were moist and dripping as they parted to accept the head of his cock. Her breathing quickened and a soft moan escaped her lips. Her eyes seemed glazed over and half shut as his huge member entered her luscious cavern. Deeper and deeper his cock sunk into her. "Oh my god," Angel sighed as he plowed deeper into her cunt. "Oh yes, fuck me master, I am yours!" I could feel her cunt lips against my hand as she pressed down against his trusting pelvis. "Move your fucking hand," My wife ordered, "I want every inch of this wonderful cock!" I quickly moved my hand as she plunged down harder on his cock and let out a loud moan. I suddenly felt my anus being probed and lubed by Mistress Sheila who said, "Lick his balls while I fuck you sissy!" Now Angel and I were moaning together as our master and mistress fucked us. I could see, smell and hear Angel's pussy pounding down against her master's hips as I licked his balls. "That's right darling, "Angel whispered, "Lick the balls of the man giving your wife the best fucking of her life!" Mistress Sheila continued her assault against my ass and I could feel my orgasm building. Angel came first, then Master Dan, then me. We all collapsed in a pile on the floor breathing heavily while we recovered. Mistress Sheila was the first to speak, "Ok slave, its clean-up time." I obediently went from cunt to cock to cunt licking the cum from each. After I was finished I was sent to bed to rest up for this evenings Spanking Night event. About five in the evening, my wife woke me up by pulling on my balls and saying, "its show time sissy, time to bath and get ready. I sleepily climbed out of bed and showered. After which my wife applied fresh makeup to my face, dressed me in the humiliating outfit she had bought me for the occasion and fastened my wig securely to my head. She then had me help her dress in her dominatrix outfit and grabbing a stack of her photos and the camera and we drove to the club. It was still early and only a few of the customers had arrived. They each paid $60 for the price of admission and an additional $20 for each 10 minute token. I felt ridiculous in drag but was promptly put to work soliciting customers for my wife. "Please sir," I lisped in a high voice. "Here is a picture of my wife. She would be delighted to spank you tonight and I would be honored to take a free picture of the event for you to keep as a memento." The elderly man I had approached smiled back at me and said, "Well what do we have here. Are you some kind of sissy faggot?" "Yes sir," I replied as he reached under my mini-skirt and pinched my bottom. "Well, how about a blow job to seal the deal," he asked. "I am afraid that is against club rules sir," I quickly replied. "Too bad," he said, "You are a pretty little cocksucker and I would really enjoy seeing those red lips wrapped around my cock." "Thank you sir," I blushed. "OK faggot," take me to you wife. I led the man to the room my Angel had been assigned and introduced them. He gave Angel the token and dropped both his pants and underwear. Angel asked him, "Hand, cane, paddle or whip, soft, medium or hard, asshole!" He quickly replied in a meek tone, "Cane, hard, over your knees, please mistress!" Angel took him over her knees and proceeded to smack him repeatedly with the cane saying, "You are nothing but a useless piece of shit than deserves to be caned!" The caning he was receiving would have drawn screams from the average person but this guy never let out a sound. I took some pictures and he took all she could give him for the next ten minutes and then let out a gasp just as she finished. He was a real hardcore masochist! After he got off her lap it became apparent that he had cum on Angel's fishnet stockings. "Why you little bastard!" Angel scolded, these fishnet's cost money, you had better tip me to get them cleaned!" He smiled and handed her a $50. He then handed me his card and told me to send the picture to that address. I started to leaved to find another customer when Angel stopped me and said," Wait a minute slave, you have a little cleanup job to do first." I bent down and proceeded to lick all the cum from her fishnet stockings. The rest of the evening continued on pretty much the same. I would flirt and get felt up by customers and then bring them to Angel to be spanked. She had over 20 customers which came to $400 and made over $500 in tips. Her split of the admission fees was $300, so all together she made $1200. More than enough to cover incidental costs on our cruise. I also made about $200 in tips kind of a finder's fee and had a lot of bruises on my bottom from being pinched. As we drove home Angel said to me, "You can start growing your hair back now and wearing your own clothes. I love you darling but I needed to teach you a lesson. Don't be so quick to offer me up to perverts and strangers next time for a little extra cash. You made me feel like a whore, so I acted the part. Am I forgiven?" I smiled at her, took her in my arms and pressed my painted lips against hers, but still I could not help but wonder to myself what events the club had coming up next.