4 comments/ 44936 views/ 8 favorites she Is Shared By: rosesubslut For as long as i can remember, the thought of Him sharing me with anyone else terrified me. my love is an all-encompassing one and the thought of either of us being with someone else is revolting to me. When He says it, i feel as though He doesn't really care. That i am disposable, able to be given away at a moments notice. my security and comfort as His submissive is questioned in my mind when He talks about sharing me. i know His view on it is very different. Though it might be a bit difficult for Him to see me used by someone else, it also gives Him the sense of total control over me, which is His ultimate desire. He loves to show me off, like a proud parent showing off their special child. In a way He is Daddy. You see, He gave birth to and nurtured the anal submissive slut that i now am. I truly am His submissive in every sense of the word. He directs everything in my life including clothing, sex, grooming habits, and even bodily functions. i do feel like He owns me completely, mind, body & soul. Those who are not in a D/s relationship may not understand the depth of the connection. Because of this, if He wishes to share me, whether my mind can accept it or not, i know that i will be shared. It is up to me to come to terms with the reality of what that means and understand that i will still be His. As we go about our week, He tells me that we have been invited to dinner this coming weekend with one of His friends. i have never met this person, however that doesn't matter much. He knows i have many questions, however He will not share any other details with me. He believes the less i know the better. He tells me i am to be on my best behavior. Usually when we go out in public, we have a different set of rules. He doesn't force me to call Him Master, but i do need to maintain the level of respect and either refer to Him as Daddy or Sir. Daddy tends to be easier because i hear other couples with children refer to their significant others with that loving term. i am still required to wear my butt plug in public with no underwear. If we are around family, children, or planning on physical activity, He allows me to wear pants (of course the plug and no underwear rules still apply). As Saturday approaches, He starts to become animated and excited, though He is trying hard to hide it. He has a little added spring in His step and i catch Him whistling in the kitchen. Saturday morning comes early, as He wakes me just after 7am. Usually we sleep in on Saturdays, unless it's His weekend to work. He tells me that i must make myself ready, as we are expected at noon and there is much to do. He says He has some research to do, so i am to give myself an enema, bathe, and dress in what He will lay out for me. This has become a weekly routine. He has become very fascinated with enemas lately, both for necessity as well as punishment. He removes my butt plug that is my constant companion and pats me on my ass. Today it is simply routine and He leaves me to do it on my own. i do as i am told and begin the preparation process. I diligently get the warm water enema ready, filling the small bottle with a spot of soap and nice warm water. When it's ready, i climb into the tub on all fours and slide the tip of the bottle into my asshole. my anal training is such that now i do not need lube for this process. i squeeze the bottle over and over until the contents are completely entered into my colon. He always gives me two bottles, so i slowly get up, being sure to tightly clench my anal muscles to be sure the liquid doesn't leak out. I fill the bottle a second time, this time with just warm water. I assume the doggy style position again in the tub and being to empty the second bottle into my asshole. The warm liquid feels good flowing into my bowels. i can feel the typical cramping start and wince. i hate this part, however He has made me understand that this is a very necessary part of my continued training. As an anal submissive, my ass needs to be clean and ready for use 24/7. i hold the liquid inside for several minutes, trying to think of something else. i position myself over the toilet and do as He has instructed me. i start to release the liquid very, very slowly, constricting my anal muscles and giving them a workout. Clench and release, clench and release. Slowly the contents of my ass are emptied. Now that my insides are clean, it was time for my bath. He doesn't allow me to shower. He has me take baths only, believing that allowing my body to soak in the soapy water gives a better, cleaner result, especially for my pussy and ass. i run the bath and go out to the office. He is at His computer typing away. i come around and nibble His neck, then let my tongue wander up to His ear. i hear Him moan and He pulls me into His lap, calling me a Vixen. He kisses me passionately, deeply. i love this man to levels i never thought possible. This man causes me such great pain, however also causes me the most mind-blowing pleasure. i'm totally, completely, and helplessly His. He hears the tub filling and lifts me off His lap, swats my butt, and tells me to go soak. He smiles and i almost skip out of the room back to the bathroom. As the tub fills, i crawl in and sigh, feeling the heat of the water start to relax my sore muscles. Last night, like almost every night, He used me roughly. This morning, my muscles feel the remnants of that use. He played out a severe scenario last night, tying me to a hook in the living room on my tip toes, whipping me until i land in sub-space, and fucked my pussy then my asshole until i went limp. As i think back over last night, i feel myself blush and get tingly. He made me cum last night while reddening my ass to the point of welts as He brutally fucked my asshole. He has destroyed my limits and my body cannot distinguish the difference between pain and pleasure anymore. After relaxing to the point of a hazy dream-like state, He comes in to check on me. He tells me it's time to finish up. I begin my grooming routine, shaving my legs, underarms, pussy and asshole. He desires a clean submissive and does not allow any hair on my body. i work efficiently and once done, i begin to drain the tub, stand, and wrap my towel around me. I head into the bedroom and dress in what He has picked out for me. As i suspected, it's a simple slinky, white dress that is low in the front and is made out of a stretchy material for easy access and removal. my nipples are clearly visible through the thin material. i head back into His office and present myself for His inspection. He says i am missing one last thing and tells me to get over His knee. i do so and He lifts my dress, exposing my ass. He spreads my ass cheeks and leans over to taste it briefly. my body twitches with the pleasure His touch brings. He circles my pucker with His tongue and promises more of that later. He then puts something in its place, pushing against my anal opening. Of course it gives way easily and what feels like a butt plug is pushed firmly into place. It's very wide and long. i feel stretched and very full, just the way He likes it. He gives my ass a couple of well placed spanks and stands me up. We are ready to go. He walks me to the car and just as He is about to get into the drivers side, He tells me He forgot something and He'll be right back. He rushes back into the house and a minute later He returns, putting something in the trunk. He jumps in and we are off to His friend's house. We pull into the driveway and He puts the car into park. Before He stops the motor, He turns and tells me that He loves me and to remember i am to be on my best, submissive behavior. He kisses me and removes the key from the ignition. He guides me inside and introduces me to His friend. He calls me by my given name and i'm relieved. Whenever He introduces me in the D/s capacity, He refers to me by my sub name, either slut or rose, and He did not today. I breathe a sigh of relief, thinking it would just be a relaxing afternoon with friends. Lunch was great, having a BBQ in the back yard. Anything grilled is great in my book! The guys are talking sports, hunting and work and i'm sitting there listening, not having much to add. Soon, however, the topic becomes a bit deeper in nature. i'm not certain how the topic came up, but His friend started asking Him about control and dominating in a relationship. He said He had this girl He was seeing, but that she was a control freak and He didn't know how to get past that so He could be more dominant with her. Quite the topic to bring up to a Dom! He began to tell His friend about how our relationship started. First, He made it clear that for Him being Dominant comes naturally. Either you are or you're not, and He definitely is. He told him that He could see i had a submissive side to me that He began to test, a little at a time. It was unnoticeable to me at the time, however it laid the foundation for our venture into the D/s lifestyle. As the conversation became intense, He gave specific examples on how He transitioned me from a vanilla, naïve, good girl into a wanton, submissive anal slut. The key was making sure to balance pleasure, pain & discipline in small, gradual steps. Suddenly He turned to me and told me to strip then kneel. A flood of heat rushes through me as embarrassment takes hold. Knowing my place, however, i immediately get up, pull the dress over my head, and come over to His side, kneeling with my hands laced behind me. His friend's jaw just about hit the floor as he watched the display. This seemed to confirm for him that He knew what He was talking about. He suggested that if he really wanted to learn how to be a Dom, He would teach him. Gladly he accepted the offer and He said they would begin now, using me, if he'd like. An enthusiastic yes came from him as he immediately got to his feet and led the way into the living room. He tells him that, knowing this might come up, He has brought some tools with Him. He tells me to get up, go out to the car, and retrieve the items in the trunk. i stand and walk out to the car, wearing only my heels. His friend noticed the butt plug as i walked by, asking about it as i disappeared out the door. Upon my return from the car, bag slung over my shoulder, i can hear them talking in the living room. He is explaining the idea of collaring a submissive and for Him, my collar is my butt plug. His friend seems very confused by this, so He tries to explain it differently. In the progression of a D/s relationship, the realization that the Dom wishes to have this sub as His and only His, a ceremony called collaring takes place, almost like a wedding. The light bulb seemed to go on when the wedding analogy was used. The collar, He explains, is sort of like a wedding ring, becoming an outward symbol of ownership. While He does have an actual collar for me that i wear, He decided when training me to be an anal submissive, that His true collar would be having me wear His butt plug in my ass 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Same symbolism, different physical manifestation. More questions come up from the friend about butt plugs. He asks about wearing one constantly. Doesn't it hurt her? Doesn't it cause physical issues? How are bodily functions handled? What if she's sick? He tries to answer them as they are asked, explaining that after a few days the discomfort subsides and the body becomes used to the plug. Because He controls everything as the Dom, He explains that He regulates my bodily functions, allowing the removal of the plug for movements once a day in the morning. If there is a problem with illness, the severity is determined, however most often the plug does remain. He explains that the continued wear of the plug is a constant physical reminder that i am owned completely by Him, mentally and physically. He also explained that the plug has a nice mental side effect as well, teaching me to endure discomfort, and even enjoy it. When the plug is removed for long periods of time, i feel empty and start to crave having my ass filled. His friend is completely enthralled with the prospect of having a submissive. He tells me to kneel in the center of the room, then bend over so my face is pressed to the floor and my ass is high in the air for inspection. He comes around to stand behind me and starts to spank my ass cheeks. I squeal a bit with the sudden impact, then settle in for my ass to be reddened. He slaps my ass, alternating left to right and a hard and fast pace. He asks His friend to open the back and hand Him the whip. His friend digs through the bag and hands Him a leather whip. Suddenly the blows to my ass become harder as His whip is thrust down onto my red ass. Over and over He whips me, down the back of my thighs, up between my legs, onto my ass, and up my back. He tells me to kneel up and His blows focus their attention on my breasts, slapping left then right. I grunt as the whip lands several well placed hits directly on my nipples. He suddenly stops and asks if His friend wants to try. He says yes and stands to take His place. He hands him the whip and gives Him a few pointers on how to swing it, how hard to hit, and the most sensitive places to whip. i feel the first of his strikes, tentative and light. But as he builds confidence, his strikes become more powerful. i find myself groaning, feeling more and more pain build. He really starts to get into it, asking me if i like it and if i want more. i look at Him and He tells me to answer. i manage a yes and He takes the whip from Him. He starts to beat my ass with brutal trusts. He tells me as He's beating my ass that i am to give His friend the same respect He gives me and answer him properly. i say yes sir over and over and once He feels i have been punished enough, the whipping stops. My body is on fire, burning from the stings of the whip from my back down to my legs and everywhere in between. The next lesson was fucking. This is a challenging one, as He had a curious and willing slut who just wanted to please. If His friend's girl isn't so willing, it will take a great deal of patience to produce the desired results. For Him, He explained, the desired result was an anal whore who would take anything in her ass whenever He wanted. He asked His friend what His desired result was and he wanted a submissive that would suck him off whenever and wherever he wanted without expecting reciprocation. He seemed to think that was certainly a good idea and explained that once a submissive was in place, additional training may be added for such things as pain, orgasm control, oral techniques, anal, etc. His friend seemed genuinely pleased with everything he was hearing. To prove His point, He asked His friend to have a seat and ordered me to suck him off. Once i was done with His friend, i was to return to Him and suck Him off. Diligently i set off to complete my tasks. I crawl over to His friend and unzip his pants. i grasp his penis in my hand and insert it into my mouth, wasting no time. He was rock hard and started to moan as i went to work. I bring my mouth all the way down and bottom out with him at the back of my throat. i swallow to complete the impalement and start to move my mouth and hand up and down his shaft simultaneously. It takes no time at all until he is moaning loud and shouts that he's ready to cum. i continue gagging on his cock and he sends his load down the back of my throat. i suck his dick as he continues to pulse, sucking out the remainder of his orgasm. His head falls back against the chair and he tells him that was one of the best blowjobs he's had in a long time. One down one to go. I swing myself around and start crawling toward Him. He's sitting, stretched out on the couch, cock in His hand stroking Himself. I'm excited to watch Him. I love to see Him jerking off. When I get to my place between His legs, He grabs the back of my head and sends my mouth slamming down over His extremely hard cock. His blowjob is rough and needy, as He forces me down hard and fast, gagging continually. He pinches my nostrils for a few seconds so i cant breathe and He holds me tight as His cock is forced to remain buried down my throat. He lets me go and i choke and take a deep breathe. He loves to hear me choke and gag on His cock and He makes it well known. He tells His friend that while He's getting His turn, he is more than welcome to play with me. He almost dives off the chair he was sitting in and comes behind me. As i'm bent over getting face-fucked, my ass is left up, exposing my butt plug. I feel his hands spread my ass and the plug starts to move. The sensations are incredible, being forced to accept His entire cock down my mouth and having my asshole invaded. The plug starts twisting and then it is being pulled slowly, easing it out of my tight hole. His friend comments on how cool my ass looks with a plug stuffed into it. He suggests to His friend to fuck my ass a bit with the plug, then check out my asshole gape. Just then the plug comes roughly out of my ass, then is shoved back in just as roughly. He starts sawing the plug back and forth, in and out of my asshole. After a few minutes of fast fucking with the plug, he spreads open my ass cheeks with one hand and rips the plug out with the other. He's thoroughly impressed with what a great gape I have in my asshole. He thought it was totally sexy. He starts playing with my gaping hole, sticking his fingers into my opening and spreading it open. As His friend is playing with my ass, He is fucking my face, hard. I feel Him start to tense and He tells me to suck all of His cum as He was coming. He bucks and forces His cock deeper down my throat as his semen pump shot after shot down my throat. He groans and lays back. Noticing the fun His friend is having, He tells Him that he can fuck me if he wants. His suggestion to being was to put the plug back into my ass and fuck my pussy. He told him that he'd be surprised how tight my pussy was with the plug in. i'm horrified at this point, as no one has ever done this to me but Him. i now feel like a toy, something He can allow others to play with when He wants and i feel a stab in my heart. Unfortunately, i am where i am because i what i am. I'm an anal submissive slut and my Dom just gave permission for another man to use me. i was about to be shared for the first time, i had no say, so i had to get over it. I feel the plug shoved back into my ass with one quick motion and I'm turned on my back to lie on the floor at His feet. His friend is stroking his cock and grips my legs to put them above my head. He tells me to hold them behind my knees because he's going to fuck my little pussy. His cock comes to the entrance of my slit. He licks his hand and wipes his spit onto my pussy. Then he positions himself above me and jams his cock into my very tight pussy. Fuck its tight was his only comment as he begins to pound my pussy. My back is being painfully ground into the carpet as his thrusts take on a desperate, vigorous rhythm. I look up at Him and He is stroking His cock again, watching my face intently with a lusty look of pure desire. He's getting off on this. I can't believe He's getting off on another man fucking me. i'm thrown into mental turmoil, as my pussy is throbbing from the fucking i'm getting, but it's not Him. The smoldering look He is giving me is sending me deeper into my own well of desire, truly wishing it was Him forcing His cock deep into me. i decide not to let my eyes leave His eyes and stare deeply as i'm pushed back and forth with the motion. Soon the man taking my cunt is on the verge again, wildly screwing me within an inch of my life. He begins to cum, removes his dick, and sprays my tits with his spunk. It seems it was His turn, as He demands my presence to sit on His cock on the couch. i'm up and hovering over His lap, guiding His hard cock into my used pussy. He starts to lift me by my hips and drop me back down hard, repeating this assault over and over. He seems extremely turned on with a hint of anger. He didn't use my pussy as much as His friend, as soon it was time for a different entrance. He tells His friend that they have used two of my three holes and He wants to finish the triple-play of fucking me. He orders me to my knees and I assume the position of face down, ass up. He roughly grabs the plug and wrenches it out of my asshole painfully. I hear Him open the lube and it is smeared over my asshole. He tells me i'm lucky that He's in such a good mood because He was thinking about fucking my ass with no lube. His friend asks if that's possible and He says it most certainly is. It's excruciatingly painful for me and not so comfortable for Him, but knowing the depth of pain it causes me is worth it. She is Shared I had been trying to set up a fun gathering at my house with my group of martial arts friends for several months, but everyone's schedules were always so busy that it was hard to coordinate a date. We finally found a Saturday afternoon and evening that would work for everyone, so I began making plans. Being that it was summer, I definitely wanted to enjoy the benefits of the season. I thought it would be fun to all go down to the community swimming pool and cool off after a good workout in our Saturday afternoon martial arts class. Then we could all head back to my house and grill out, watch a movie, play some games and have a few drinks. One of the guys that would be coming over would have to stay overnight since he lived an hour east of my house, but I was fine with that. I had a secret crush on him anyway, and the thought of him spending the night in my house was making me blush. I also had a secret crush on my martial arts instructor, but he was forbidden territory given that he was very happily married. Hell, who am I kidding, everyone was forbidden territory as I was married as well! Oh well, it didn't hurt to have secret crushes, did it? I mean, it's not as if it would go anywhere. The date of the gathering was finally here and I was really excited to get to spend some social time with my friends outside of our martial arts class. They were a really cool group of people, but we didn't get to spend social time together very much. So I was really looking forward to our evening. We were just finishing up our afternoon class and then planned to head to the pool. I must admit I was getting a little turned on thinking about playing around in the pool with these muscular, good-looking guys, especially my two crushes. But I was a little nervous about wearing a swimsuit in front of them. I am very self-conscious about my body as I have two kids and still have some baby weight on me. Martial arts and watching what I eat has been helping me to lose weight and get my toned figure back, but it is taking longer than I would like. I am of average height and am somewhat more than average weight, though I am becoming more toned and fit. I am also on the small side when it comes to my breasts, which also makes me a bit self-conscious. But my husband seems to like them just the way they are, so I don't worry about it much. We were finishing up the last of our stretches at the end of class when my sexy instructor asked, "So will your husband and kids be coming out to the pool with us?" "Well, Ryan will be coming, though he might not swim much since he doesn't really like the water. He'll probably just come watch and hang out. The kids will actually be spending the evening with their grandma so she can get some quality time with her grandkids, " I answered. "Cool," he replied in his nonchalant way. Shivers traveled up my spine whenever he spoke. Everything about him was so damned sexy! We finished class and all started heading out. There were three guys from class that would be hanging out with my husband and me. Brandon was one of the guys I had a serious crush on and was the one that lived out of town. Christian was my martial arts instructor, on whom I had a huge crush. And Aaron was a really fun guy that was easy to get along with. Normally, Brandon's cousin, Jared, would carpool and come to class with him but he had plans this weekend so he wouldn't be hanging out with us. Oh well, it would be fun with just the three who could make it, I thought. I headed back to my house after class to change into my suit and pick up Ryan. He had cleaned up the kids' toys and gotten the grill out of the garage for our cookout. The kids were already at my mom's house, so all we had to do was grab our stuff and go. "How was class?" Ryan asked as we were grabbing the sunscreen, towels and water bottles. "Good. I learned some new sequences today which was really cool." "Nice." His hazel eyes were bright with pride in the strides I had made since starting martial arts again. We grabbed our sunglasses and my purse and headed out to the car. Linkin Park played through the stereo speakers and the cold A/C blew on us to ward against the hot June temperatures just outside the windows. The drive to the pool was short, and when we pulled into the parking lot across the street we saw the other guys waiting for us just inside the gate. Ryan and I paid for our pool passes and joined the small group inside the gate. As we walked to a set of lounge chairs at the side of the pool, I began to feel a little nervous again about wearing a swimsuit around the other guys. It was one thing to wear my martial arts clothes, which were somewhat form fitting. It was a completely separate thing to wear a bikini top and short swim skirt, which revealed the smallness of my breasts and the fullness of my hips, butt and thighs. Oh well, I thought to myself, just have fun and forget about it. I wasn't one to easily blush or become embarrassed, even though it was easy for me to feel self-conscious. We set all our belongings on the chairs and shrugged off our sandals. The guys were only wearing board shorts, which had my heart beating faster than it should have been. I peeled off my tank top and shorts to reveal my black, gray, yellow and white bikini top and solid black skirt. I noticed slightly approving glances from the guys, which boosted my confidence and made me forget my self-consciousness. Brandon, Christian, Aaron and I ran into the water, splashing each other and laughing. Ryan waded in a little bit, but preferred not to go in all the way. He didn't mind that I swam out into the middle of the pool with the other guys and splashed and played. We were all having a good time, and that was what mattered. A few times while we splashed, swam and played together in the water, I sneakily watched Brandon's glorious biceps flexing and Christian's dark hair and tan Latino skin dripping with water. It made me wet, and not from the pool water. Damn it, I wished I could be taken, dominated, owned, by them! But my body and soul were already given to Ryan, so I knew it would never happen. Sadness poured through me for a split second, and then I pushed the thought aside and focused on enjoying the fun we were having together as friends. We swam and played together for about two hours before deciding we better head back to my house and start up the grill for dinner. Ryan fired up the grill once we got home and I started pulling out the vegetables and my homemade veggie burgers for grilling. The guys each brought the extras, mostly chips and drinks, and we got dinner going. It was a beautifully warm evening with clear blue skies so we enjoyed dinner outside on the patio once it was ready. We had never even bothered to change back into regular clothes when we got back from the pool, but our suits were long-since dry. After we polished off the main course, I brought out dessert. Since strawberries were in season I made a favorite light dessert of mine - chocolate covered strawberries, tantalizing and sweet. A perfect little bite-sized finger food. The plate I brought out was quickly devoured. It was a good thing I had some extras in the refrigerator that hadn't fit on the plate, just in case anyone wanted more later on. It was starting to get dark out, so we decided to head inside, change clothes and get ready for a movie. We hadn't decided what to watch before everyone came over. So we just looked through Ryan's and my movie collection and chose "Kung Fu Panda" for something funny and action-y at the same time. The five of us tried to squeeze together on the couch, but that wasn't working so Ryan and I gave the guests the couch while he and I sat together in the recliner. I sat on his lap and got comfortable, or as comfortable as I could get with the wetness growing between my legs. We had all been having such a fun evening I didn't want it to end. And it was making me extra horny having my two crushes, and a cute friend, hanging out in my house with Ryan and me. Somehow Ryan could tell I was getting horny. He kept giving me looks throughout the movie that clearly displayed his knowledge of my wetness. Around the middle of the movie, he slowly started slipping his hand higher up on my right thigh, teasing me with feather-light touches. I slipped a glance over toward the guys to see if they had noticed, but they were all involved in the scene of the movie. A little while later, Ryan's touches became slightly less discreet. He trailed his hand further up my thigh and slipped his fingers underneath the hem of my shorts. I could feel my face heating up with a rush of excitement and adrenaline at the possibility of being caught. He suddenly shifted me to a more open position on his lap, keeping his right hand inside the bottom of my shorts and holding me tight with his left arm across my chest. At the rustling movement the guys each turned their heads to steal a glance at what was going on in the recliner. With raised eyebrows, they noted a hand in my shorts and the other holding me tight against Ryan. I froze in excitement at being caught, a savage thrill running through me. Without a word, they turned back to the movie, but I could tell they were all interested in what was going on. As the final scene played out, Ryan took it one step further and reached his right hand all the way to the top of my thigh and began slowly stroking my pussy through my panties. My heart nearly beat out of my chest I was so excited by this overt exposure in front of my three friends. Ryan still had me gripped against his chest with his left arm and made no move to let go when the credits started rolling. His slow, tender stroking was making me incredibly wet and turned on until I couldn't hold back a tiny mew of a moan. "That's right, Kitty, purr for me," he whispered in my left ear, using his nickname for me. As the credits ended, he slowly, slowly enough for the guys to notice, pulled his hand free from my shorts and released me with his left arm. I was so riled up I didn't know what to do. So I dumbly got up and turned the TV and DVD player off, my cheeks heated with excitement. I turned the living room lights back on. "Does anyone want anything to drink or anything?" I offered. My voice came out a little more shrill than normal. I could swear I saw wanton looks briefly cross the guys' faces, but they were replaced with smiles. Everyone picked out their drinks and took bathroom breaks. "How about we play a game? Or do you and Aaron need to get home?" I asked Christian. It was already 10:30 PM. "I'm up for a game," Christian said. "Me, too. I don't need to be home for anything," agreed Aaron. "Okay. What should we play?" I asked everyone. "We have several board games, or we could challenge each other to a game on the Wii." Brandon got a devilish look on his face. "Here's an old-school one for you. What about Truth or Dare?" My heart skipped a beat. I used to love that game when I was young, but I could easily see the direction it could take with a bunch of 20-somethings in the room, especially after what they all witnessed Ryan doing. Everyone seemed to have looks of anticipation on their faces. "That sounds like a great idea," piped in Ryan. I swallowed, feeling slightly nervous. "Sure, that sounds fun," I agreed. We all sat in a circle on the living room floor, our drinks on the coffee table and fireplace hearth surrounding us. "I'll start," Aaron stated. "Christian, truth or dare?" "Hmm, truth," Christian decided. "Okay. Did you see what was going on in the recliner during the movie?" he asked with a sly smile while pointedly avoiding my gaze. I think my mouth hung open in shock for a few seconds before I remembered to close it. I thought the game might eventually turn in this direction, but not right away! "Yes, I certainly did. That was easy," Christian smiled. "My turn. Brandon, truth or dare?" "Truth." "What were you thinking about when you saw Ryan's hand inside Madison's shorts?" Again, I froze in shock and a thrill of adrenaline pulsed through my veins. I bowed my head at the bluntness of the question. It was too direct for me to look into my friends' and husband's eyes. Though my eyes were down, I could feel Brandon's on me. "I was thinking about pulling those shorts off and seeing the results of all that soft stroking Ryan was doing." I swallowed hard again. "My turn." I heard a note in his tone and knew it was my turn. "Madison, truth or dare?" "Umm, I-I guess truth." I felt it was safer to take a truth than a dare in case Brandon might ask for something as bold as "those shorts" to come off. "Does it excite you to know we all saw you being touched intimately?" "Y-yes," I admitted quietly. Quickly I continued, "Ryan, truth or dare?" "Dare," he challenged, smiling. How could he be so unaffected by my friends' intimate questions about me? Why wasn't he getting angry or speaking up to let them know they'd crossed a line? "Um, I dare you to..." I looked everywhere around the room except at the four guys in the room while trying to come up with something innocent for him to do. "I dare you to..." "Come on, Kitty, we don't have all night," he lightly chided. Whoa, did he just use his nickname for me in front of the guys? What was going on here? With that, he grabbed me in a big hug and began deeply kissing me in front of everyone, making me grow a little bit wetter in the process. When he broke off the kiss, I was slightly panting. He kept his right arm firmly around my shoulders, holding me to him. "That will suffice for your dare for me. Now it's my turn." He turned to look at my friends. "No more questions. I dare all three of you to join me in taking my wife for the rest of the night, and for as long as each of you would like after tonight." I whipped my head toward Ryan in complete and utter shock. I had no idea what to say or do, so I just silently sat there feeling dumbfounded. He turned to look at me. "You heard me right, Kitty. I'm not naïve. I know I don't fulfill your desires to be dominated the way you crave. So I am asking your friends to fill in where I cannot. They will be your Masters and you their slave. I will still be your husband. Your heart still belongs to me. But your body will be shared among your Masters whenever they want you." At my blank look, he continued, "It has already been discussed between us." "And don't worry about my wife," Christian said, reading my mind. "She is open to this as long as you are open to sharing Ryan with her, which you will be." His tone gave me no option. But I found I really was okay with that if Christian was to be one of my Masters. Shock and anticipation ran through my body. I didn't know what to do, so I waited for their cue. "I will stay here with you tonight to make sure you are okay. But after tonight you are to go by yourself with any one of your Masters at any time they choose you. Is that understood?" asked Ryan. "Yes," I quietly answered. "Good. Now let's let your Masters get to know you a little better." Ryan gave a smile to the others. "She's yours," he said, motioning me toward them. "First of all, Maddie, we expect you to obey us without question. If you do question, you will be punished. Do you understand?" Christian asked, looking straight at me. His voice gave me wonderful chills. "Yes," I answered, still quiet. Christian tilted his head to the side, giving me a chastening look. "Come on, Maddie. You should know the rules. Yes what?" "Yes, Sir," I corrected. "That's better. I have something for you." He got up, grabbed his overnight bag and brought it over to the circle. He reached inside and rummaged for a few seconds before pulling his hand out. Inside his palm he held a thick faux leather collar with D rings attached around it and a silver nameplate engraved with "KITTY" on the front. "Come here." I scooted over so I knelt in front of him. He held up the collar and stretched it around the back of my neck to buckle it into place. It felt slightly heavy on my neck and reminded me where I stood with these men in the room. I still had not looked anyone in the eye, for I was afraid of any retribution for that action. Everyone looked at the collar admiringly, seeming happy with what it symbolized. Christian reached back into his overnight bag and pulled out two faux leather wrist cuffs, then two ankle cuffs. They each had D rings attached around the circumference of the cuffs. He slipped a hand lightly around my right wrist, pulling it toward him, and the touch was like electricity. It shot excited energy through me straight to my most private places. He deftly attached a cuff to my wrist and buckled it shut, then did the same to my left wrist and ankles. I let him attach them without a fight. After all, I had been fantasizing about this for so long, why would I fight? "I like the way those look on you," he commented. "Thank you, Sir," was all I could think of to say. "I'd like to see you wearing nothing but those. Now." Oh god, his voice! I could probably orgasm just from listening to him saying these things to me! Well, maybe not orgasm, but I was definitely getting very wet and turned on. Feeling self-conscious again, I did not move right away. I was seriously supposed to simply remove all my clothes in front of my three friends? I guess that was exactly what they expected from the waiting looks on their faces. Sitting in the middle of the circle, fully on the spot, I wanted to hide under something. I felt incredibly vulnerable and visible, not a spot I usually like to be in. But I could plainly see I would get nowhere by arguing, so I slowly began to remove my t-shirt. Once off, Brandon threw it off to the side out of my reach. I tried to give them pleading eyes, really wishing I could hide. "Do we need to help you? There will be punishment if you make us help," Aaron spoke up. I shivered at the implied threat. "No, Sir." I started moving again, pulling my shorts down my legs and off my feet. Aaron snatched them from me, giving me a satisfied grin, before tossing them across the room. I quickly covered my stomach with my arms, not wanting to show off the fact that I did not have a flat stomach. I immediately received impatiently raised eyebrows all around, hinting for me to continue before punishment was decided on. I lifted my hands and gripped my bra, pulling it over my head. Brandon grabbed it from me and shoved it aside. Trying to curl into a ball, I slipped my panties down my legs without openly showing too much. Someone took them away from me and I was left completely naked, as commanded, with nothing but the cuffs and collar on. "There you go. Good girl," Brandon said from my left side, reaching out to stroke my left shoulder and down my arm. "You don't need to hide from us. We think you're beautiful and sexy, and we're really looking forward to having you as our slave." His sweet words helped bring me out of my shell a little bit, though I was still nervous at them seeing me so fully naked. They could see how self-conscious I was, so they decided to use the handy cuffs I was wearing to suit their desires. Aaron produced two two-foot spreader bars from his overnight bag that had hefty clips attached at the ends. With the help of all four guys, they easily had me laid flat on my back with the bars attached to my cuffs. Brandon pulled the bar connecting my wrists together above my head and knelt on it to keep my arms from moving. Aaron knelt on the bar between my ankles, affectively immobilizing me. Ryan moved away and sat on the couch to give the guys freedom to explore my body, but he stayed near enough that I could see him. That helped me feel a little better knowing he was being supportive of this, though I was still amazed at how calm he was about it. She is Shared Christian knelt next to my left side and looked down at me. His gorgeous body and face were responding to me. My fantasies were coming true before my eyes. He began peeling his shirt off. His shorts came next. I felt my head turn to admire his body. I ventured my gaze upward, though I stopped short of looking into his eyes. I hadn't been given rules yet for looking into my Masters' eyes, so I decided to stay on the safe side for the moment. Christian stripped off his underwear and knelt next to me as naked as I was. I could plainly see how excited he was, which brought a new course of wetness to my pussy. The other two quickly stripped off their clothes as well. I now had three hungry males leaning over my body, holding me down, ready to use me as they saw fit. Christian reached out and lightly traced his fingers down the side of my face to my neck, my collarbone, over to my left shoulder and down to my breast. "God, you have no idea how long I've wanted you like this." His words were like electricity to my body, sending shocks and shivers of excitement through me. Christian bent down and gently took my left nipple into his mouth, bringing a gasp from my lips, as he laid both hands on my body and slowly began exploring. As he attended to my breasts and torso, Brandon held my head between his hands and bent down, covering my lips with his in a very deep, sensual kiss. Aaron decided to join in as well, massaging his hands from my feet to my calves and upward to my thighs. When he reached the apex between my legs and slowly began stroking me my eyes flew open and I squealed at the intense sensations shooting through my body. Brandon broke his kiss and smiled down at me for my reaction, catching my eyes with his. I quickly looked away in case I wasn't supposed to look in his eyes without permission. He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Do you like what we're doing to you? Mmm, I think you do." My earlobe was taken lightly between his teeth and nibbled and licked. It tickled and made me laugh, which brought another smile from Brandon. Suddenly, a moan cut off the laugh when Aaron lowered his head and brought my clit between his lips. I concentrated on his tender sucking motions and the kissing from Christian around my breasts and down my stomach. They were taking their time and I could feel a heat building throughout my body, making my cheeks flush. The heat turned into a tingling that was getting stronger as it coursed through me. Suddenly, Christian lifted his head from kissing me and slowly moved to straddle me. My breathing stopped. Was this really going to happen? I didn't move for fear he wouldn't continue. I wanted this more than anything. "Baby, I'm going to take you now, just like I've fantasized about for months." My pulse quickened even faster. Aaron moved away and bent my knees up off the floor. Christian crawled between my legs and pushed my knees apart, opening me up to him. "Look at me," he commanded. I didn't hesitate. I stared right into his eyes as he smiled down at me and slowly penetrated me. It was heaven. I let out a little mew of appreciation as he pushed all the way in. The pleasure that crossed his face made me shiver. "Yes, baby." I whimpered at the look in his eyes as he took me. Brandon stayed put kneeling on the bar between my wrists, holding my arms in place. I couldn't take my eyes from Christian's face. He had such a gorgeous smile and was so hot I could feel myself building up to an orgasm, which took me by surprise. Christian leaned down over me, wrapping his right arm under the small of my back and supporting his weight with his left forearm. Slowly he pushed into me, trying to savor the feeling, until it became too much. His speed increased and suddenly he was thrusting hard and fast. Masculine grunts filled the room, growing louder as his orgasm neared, then peaked in a yell as his thrusts stopped and I felt his cock pulse his cum into me. I hadn't orgasmed yet, but I was on fire and in shock at what I was seeing and feeling. I couldn't believe my fantasies were coming true right before my eyes. "Yes, Maddie. That was a good girl, taking your Master so nicely," Christian panted in my ear before taking my mouth in a deep kiss. My body tingled at hearing him call me a good girl. He sat up, still straddling me, his cock inside my pussy. I stole a quick glance over at Ryan. I was surprised to see he seemed perfectly calm and even looked quite turned on. I looked away before I got caught looking into his eyes. "So, who's next?" Christian asked, looking at Brandon kneeling on the bar between my wrists, a smirk crossing his face. No more needed to be said. Christian slowly pulled out of me and moved off my body, taking Brandon's place. "I want you to straddle me, Kitty girl," Brandon ordered. Christian and Aaron let go of the spreader bars and sat me up while Brandon parked himself on the floor in front of me. "Now, I'm going to have these bars taken off if you promise to be a good girl and do as we say. Are you going to be a good girl?" "Yes, Sir," I replied. "Come on, Kitty. We know you know the rules better than that. I want to hear you say it," he said, a teasing smile covering his adorable face. Blushing, I tried again. "Yes, Sir, I'll be a good girl." "That's better. Now let's get these bars off and then I want you to straddle my hips and sink down onto my cock. See how hard it is for you right now? I want you to take it all, and then I want you to get yourself off on me. Oh yes, Ryan told us which positions work best for you to orgasm in," he added, a twinkle in his eye. I shivered in embarrassment and excitement over this revelation while Christian and Aaron unclipped the spreader bars from my wrists and ankles. "Now come over here, little slave girl." I slowly crawled onto Brandon's lap and sank my wet pussy onto his very erect cock. I slid straight down and moaned as he filled me up. Wrapping those muscular arms around my lower back, he pulled me close as I reciprocated. Already on fire, it didn't take long to find a rhythm and angle that stimulated me just right. Gripping Brandon hard, I ground against him and felt the inevitable building of an orgasm. Within moments I reached the point of no return, the excitement and tension peaking and exploding. I continued pumping my hips against Brandon's, riding the wave of pleasure, and heard his grunts increasing as well until he suddenly gripped me hard, holding me to his sweaty body with a shout as all his cum shot into my body. Before our breath was even slowed, strong hands grabbed me from behind and yanked me off Brandon's lap. "All right, little girl, I can't wait any longer. My turn with you," Aaron huskily growled. I was flipped over onto my hands and knees, my head guided toward Aaron's lap and the stiff cock that protruded toward my face. "Suck me like a good girl before I sink my cock into you," he ordered. Before I even had the chance to respond with a "yes, Sir," my mouth was shoved onto his waiting cock. I eagerly sucked him, knowing what was expected of me. As I enveloped his flesh in my warm mouth, sucking him with fresh excitement building, I suddenly felt someone's fingers slowly push into my wet pussy. The contact surprised me a little and I jerked a bit, ever so slightly biting down on Aaron's cock. Just as suddenly, he grabbed my face in his hands and halted my movements completely, though the fingers inside me didn't stop. I could feel his eyes burning down on me, but I dared not lift my eyes to look. "Don't you ever bite me like that again, little one, or you will pay for it. Do you understand me?" "Yes, Sir, I understand. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," I pleaded. "Good. Now show me how sorry you are for biting your Master." My mouth went back to work, giving an apology through my tender sucking and licking, while Brandon's fingers continued to slowly explore my inner softness. I could feel Aaron's cock twitching and growing very rigid in my mouth and I knew this was feeling divine. I could also tell he was getting close to an orgasm. Not more than a few seconds later, my mouth was pulled off his cock and I was turned around on my hands and knees so he could mount me from behind. He quickly pushed in, grabbing my hips hard to impale me onto his cock as far as possible. As Aaron rammed into me from behind, Brandon fed me the fingers he had caressed me inside with, forcing me to lick clean all the cum and juices that had intermingled inside my pussy. Christian used the opportunity to stroke my body, learning its curves and softness. Abruptly, Aaron grabbed on hard to my hips, shoved his pulsing cock deep into me, and cursed as he came. As Aaron calmed down and enjoyed the sensations of being inside me, Christian knelt on the floor in front of my face. Without a word, he guided my lips to his semi-erect cock and I gently licked and lapped at it, knowing he might be a little sore yet from his first round. Tenderly, my mouth caressed him until he was fully erect and he pulled me from him. At the same time, Aaron pulled out of me so Christian could have full access and he sat off to the side, watching. "Come here, baby." Christian motioned for me to straddle him as he lay on his back. "Yes, Sir," I replied, crawling over and spreading my legs across him. I sank down on his stiff cock as he reached up and gripped my shoulders from under my arms. His strong fingers dug into my skin as he arched up and into me. We were getting into a rhythm, enjoying each other, when Brandon came up close behind me and straddled Christian's legs as well. Abruptly, Christian's grip on my shoulders tightened and he pulled me down to lay on his chest, holding me to him with his strong arms. "Now just relax and don't struggle," Brandon softly spoke in my ear. I felt his fingers reach down and caress my pussy lips around Christian's cock before reaching inside me to gather moisture. It was a tight fit between Christian's cock and Brandon's fingers, and I lay very still wondering what he was going to do. After he gathered enough moisture on his fingers, I peeked behind me to see him rubbing it on his cock before he leaned over my back and lined himself up against my ass. I tensed, knowing what he was going to try to do. Ryan had tried double penetration with me during our sexual exploration using a vibrator, but it had always hurt too much to get both fully inside me. It always sounded like such an exciting thing to try, but we could never get past the pain. Involuntarily, I mewed a whimper and tried to get out of Christian's grip, but he was holding on too hard. "Come on, Maddie, just relax. You can do this," Brandon encouraged. "No! It'll hurt too much. Please don't!" But Christian's grip didn't budge. "Maddie, look at me," Christian demanded. I looked into his dark eyes with fear in mine. "We're going to try this, so you can either relax into it or tense up and make it hurt worse." I whimpered again as he held me down to his chest and felt Brandon's cock line up again with my ass. Slowly, he pushed the head into me. I cried out in pain as it opened me up. He stopped pushing. "Come on, baby. Relax," Brandon said quietly. As he felt me concentrate and relax, he pushed in a little further. I cried out again, but he kept going, pushing slowly into me until he was all the way in. It was the fullest sensation I had ever felt. The pain burned in my ass and I was afraid to move. But I had no choice as the two men surrounding me started to pump slowly in and out of me. I whimpered to no avail. They didn't stop. Aaron came around and again knelt down low in front of my face. He pushed his semi-erect cock into my mouth. The three of them pumped in and out of me, using every hole available. I had never experienced such fullness. My ass hurt like hell, but it was exciting being forced to do it even though it hurt. I tried to enjoy the experience of being double penetrated at one end and being forced to give head at the other. I stayed as still as I could and let them do the work so I could focus on relaxing my muscles and not tensing up. Surprisingly, I felt a heat building in the pit of my stomach and after several minutes, it peaked to a strong orgasm that left me shaking. As soon as my body clenched down on Christian's and Brandon's cocks, all three guys came inside me. Aaron gave me little choice but to swallow what he gave me. Then we all collapsed in a heap of sweat, cum and satisfaction. Once we all caught our breath, each of the guys slowly pulled out of me. I clinched my teeth together as Brandon pulled out of my sore ass. I knew I'd be feeling that for a few days. The three of them moved back to form a sort of circle around me as Ryan got off the couch and came over to me. "It's my turn to take my Kitty now." Tenderly, he rolled me onto my back, stripped off his shorts and penetrated me. "Look at me while I make love to my girl," he commanded. I looked into his beautiful hazel eyes and lay there while he gently made sweet love to me in front of Christian, Brandon and Aaron. As he came, he hugged me hard. "You were beautiful. You have my permission to be taken by any of your Masters whenever they choose to have you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir, I understand. Thank you. Thank you," I repeated in between kisses. At last, each of them helped me up and led me to Ryan's and my bathroom where they ran a hot bath. Then, one by one, they each took turns sitting in the bath with me, caressing my skin and helping me wash off all the sweat and cum, while I was ordered to clean them as well. After we were all clean and dry, we got dressed in our pajamas and slept together in the living room, me in the middle of four sexy men. It was a dream come true. she Is Shared He expertly pries open my ass cheeks and thrusts His dick into my ass, past the sphincter ring and deep into my ass. He groans and tells His friend that there is nothing like fucking me in the ass. It's so tight and warm and deep. He starts His favorite ass-fucking technique, out slowly, then hard back in, out slowly, then hard back in. Soon He has His passion worked up and He speeds His motion and force. Soon He is pumping my asshole like His friend did my pussy, almost like a jack hammer. He groans that He's about to cum and removes His cock from my ass and tells me to turn and take His cum. I twist around and open my mouth as His cum is loaded onto my tongue. He tells me to suck Him clean and I do, taking my time to be sure I got it all. His friend is a bit taken aback and asked about ass to mouth. He said that He gives me enemas so that I'm clean. He believes it's yet another step in training and humiliation, making a slut taste her own ass. He tells me to get up and go freshen up. I do and upon my return they are discussing anal training. He was in the middle of telling His friend about my continual plug wear, training my ass every night with dildos, and fucking my ass at least once a day. The questions start to die down and their conversation starts to go back to the beginning process of getting a woman to submit. He tells me to put on my dress then come over to Him to reinsert my plug. I put my dress over my head and go over to bend in front of Him. He opens my cheeks and pushes the plug against my asshole. His friend is surprised, but I'm not, that the plug has no lube on it. He explains that He enjoys having my asshole abused, as it gets me used to the feeling of pain. At least once a day He causes me pain, whether punishment or not, so I don't get too complacent. He finally forces the plug past my ring with some force and stretching my ass cheeks. I wince as He pushes it into its place and drops my dress. They shake hands and He tells His friend to call or email with any questions. He's happy to help in the training of a new submissive. He also offers to come train her Himself, if he'd like. i get a twinge of jealousy as He says this, as He is my Dom and i'm still possessive of Him. I suppose if He shared me, then He will expect me to share Him next. He thankfully snaps me out of my thought process with His hand on my back, as I can't bear to think about it anymore. I do have to wonder, however, that if He has now shared me once, will He share me again?