20 comments/ 135684 views/ 32 favorites Games We Play Ch. 02 By: Cynthia_D If you read my first Games we Play Story you know how I like to play a crossdressing game with my wife. It starts with me sending her an e-mail telling her what I want to wear and do the following Saturday. For the week leading up to Saturday she orders me to perform a variety of outdoor activities while wearing women's clothes. If I perform every activity she requests dressed appropriately with pictures as proof then I'm rewarded with an entire weekend of crossdressing. Of course I also get to enjoy the entire week of dressing up while I perform the activities. * The game has rules like if during the week I don't perform any of the activities my wife orders me to the game ends. My wife's not into my crossdressing but tolerates it so her incentive is to order me to perform activities that I'll be too embarrassed to do so the game ends. However, the rules limit what she can order me to do so the activities only give me a chance of being seen. After all it would be unfair if she could just order me to go grocery shopping in lingerie to end the game. I guess I lose all control of my senses when I'm horny but after last month's game I didn't think I'd ever be horny enough to want to play again. But here I am one month later willingly playing the game. Of course I'm hornier than hell because my wife ensured it. A month ago I was kneeling alongside a highway off ramp dressed in a bra, garterbelt, stockings and high heels in front of two men and my wife and the only way home was to give the men blowjobs! I know it was my own fault for telling my wife my deepest darkest fantasies but she didn't have to make them come true. I'm straight and never had sex with a man before that day. Only after I'd sucked off both men and swallowed every drop of their cum did my wife let me in the car and drive me home. But before she did, she had me put my panties back on then handcuffed my hands behind my back and when I got in the car she put the seatbelt on me. It wasn't to make sure I was safe or we didn't get a ticket from the Highway Patrol. It was to make sure I was very visible sitting in the front seat just wearing lingerie with no way to cover up or hide. Needless to say she drove slowly on the freeway so trucks would pass us. Since she drove in the middle lane the trucks passing on the right had a perfect view to me. Only a couple of trucks passed us without slowing but the rest slowed and enjoyed the view of me - a lingerie clad slut. Little did they know I was a man or I'm sure their reaction would have been much different! When we got home my wife helped me out of the car and into the house where she told me to stand in the living room and wait for her. I didn't have much choice since she hadn't removed the handcuffs. She went into our wine cellar and got herself a bottle of Chardonnay then poured herself a glass. I could really have used a glass myself to wash the lingering taste of cum out of my mouth but she didn't offer me any and I wasn't about to ask for some. She sat down still fully dressed and looked at my lingerie clad body, took a sip of her wine and smiled. Then she said "I was only making you do what you had begged for numerous times in the past. And based on the hard-on you had most of today I'm guessing you enjoyed being exposed, having strangers dominate you and giving your first blowjob. So tell me, did you?" I had to be honest "Parts of today turned me on immensely but other times I was totally embarrassed and humiliated. And I don't think I ever want to give a blowjob again." She drank some more wine then said "You know today was the first time I ever truly enjoyed your crossdressing. I never realized just how submissive you are when you're dressed up. You've always want me to dominate you and order you to do things you wouldn't normally do. But until today I had no idea you'd do absolutely anything I told you to no matter how humiliating it was for you. Guess what? It turned me on! I got so horny when those two men started dominating you. And then when you sucked them off I almost came without even touching myself." She continued "Now that I know this, going forward I'm going to enjoy your crossdressing as much as you. Every month we will play your game but from now on I'm going to truly push your limits and there won't be a safe word for you to use. You will do anything and everything I tell you to no matter what. My goal is to have an orgasm without touching myself but just by watching you do things all the nasty kinky things I can think of to embarrass and humiliate you." "Public activities that don't just give you a chance to be seen but guarantee you'll be seen by lots of men while you're dressed in very feminine outfits. I'm guessing having you dressed as a schoolgirl and dropping you off at a shopping mall for an hour or two might attract some men's attention. But what if I order you to dress like a hooker and abandon you at a Home Depot parking lot around 10 AM on a Saturday morning and don't return to pick you up till noon? Or better yet, I drive you to one of the gay areas of San Francisco early one evening and order you out of the car only wearing lingerie. Don't worry I'd pick you up sometime the next day. How does that sound slut?" I couldn't help it. My wife was pushing all my right fantasy buttons and I was getting horny again. My cock was getting hard inside my panties and the bulge was obvious. Unfortunately for me it's the ultimate lie detector test and my wife knows it. I said "The thought turns me on a little but I'm not sure I'm up for it." She replied "Well that bulge in your panties tells me this turns you on so going forward your crossdressing is going to be about me trying to have an orgasm at your expense. Do you understand?" I knew at this point my wife had finally accepted my crossdressing but it was going to be on her terms. I had told her in the past I was submissive when crossdressed and I had this need to be humiliated but I don't think she ever truly understood. Now she did and I could only think of the saying "Be careful of what you ask for." All I could say was "Yes Mistress." "Very good slut. From now on when I order you to perform an outside activity no matter how many people will see you all dressed as a woman you will not hesitate. And if I tell you to suck a cock, you will get on your knees and do it immediately and swallow every drop of cum. Trust me; you will be doing plenty of both for my enjoyment!" What can I say? I was dressed in lingerie and in a very submissive mood and everything my wife said she was going to make me do turned me on. At this point I didn't want to wait a month I wanted her to start right now! FYI -- I'm normally a very masculine guy that has a dominant personality. Not one of my friends or co-workers would ever believe I like to crossdress and am a sub. Also, I have no desire to crossdress and live as a sub fulltime. It's just about once a month I get this urge and it won't go away till I've dressed up in women's clothes and gone out in public. And it's not to be seen but just to have the adrenaline rush of possibly being caught. A few times in the past I have been caught in public dressed en fem by men. Either they were cool and actually engaged me in a conversation asking why I was dressed the way I was or they laughed their heads off at me which was very humiliating. I actually got turned on when guys caught me and talked to me. I would force myself to stand there in my very sexy outfit while I answered all their questions. What's more embarrassing to admit is how much more I got turned on when I was caught and the guys would laugh and make rude comments to me. I guess I have to admit I am a submissive crossdressing slut. But 99% of the time it's the fantasy that gets me off not the reality. And now it looks like my wife is going to turn my fantasies into reality. I'm scared but turned on at the same time. Yes, the types of things my wife has promised she's going to make me do are things I've fantasized about but never actually thought I would do. "So what game do you want to play next month?" asked my wife bringing me back to now. Normally I have weeks to think about it but without time to think I just blurted out "I want you to take me to a mall and drive me around the parking lot giving a few people a chance to see me as we pass them." "OK, that sounds like a fun game. Come here so I can remove your handcuffs. Then you can get me another glass of wine and let me give it some thought on how I can make this game memorable for you." She said with a smile. I went and got her more wine then returned and handed her the glass. She looked my lingerie clad body up and down and said "Take off your panties then stand five feet in front of me with your feet shoulder width apart and your hands clasped behind your back." I took off my panties and stood as she had directed. My wife has seen me naked a thousand times before but now standing in front of her in this position while she was fully clothed sipping wine and looking me up and down made me feel more exposed than ever. After what seemed like an eternity she finally spoke "You look a little pale. You know, like you need to get out in the sun. For your next game I think I'm going to have you wear white lingerie and I'd like you tan to make the white color really stand out." I wondered how this is going to happen since it's not summer and it's too cold to lay out and try to get a tan. I shouldn't have bothered wondering as my wife had the answer. "For the next four weeks till the game begins you will go to a tanning salon twice a week to get a tan. However, to tell if the tanning beds really work I want to see some tan lines. So you're going to wear a women's two piece bikini and I have just the one for you to wear. Remember the leopard print bikini you bought me a few years ago with the tanga bottoms and full coverage top? That should give you some very sexy tan lines. What do you think?" "I think it will give me feminine tan lines but will prevent me from doing some things I have planned. So I really don't think that I should wear it." I stated hoping to get out of doing it. "What do you have planned?" she asked "Well Dan and I are planning on playing racquetball every week starting this Wednesday and how can I change clothes in the locker room? Plus, I have my routine semi-annual doctor's appointment coming up in three weeks." My wife replied "Well if that's all you're concerned about, you will wear the bikini to the tanning salon. I know a way that no one in the gym will pay any attention to your tan lines and as for the doctor's semi-annual visit; they never make you take your clothes off. No worries." Now I was worried. My wife's expression turned serious. "Challenging my directions is exactly the same as not immediately complying with anything I order so you need to be punished." "Each time you go to the tanning salon you will wear the bikini underneath your women's jean shorts and women's blue polo shirt vs. putting it on once you get there. If no one looks too close when you arrive or leave they won't notice the pink stitching on the shorts and know they're women's shorts. But I wonder if they'll be able to see outline of the bikini top under your shirt?" After letting that sink in for a minute she continued "Don't ever challenge my directions again or next time your punishment will be much worse. But that's what you want isn't it slut? You want me to punish you with much more obvious and humiliating outfits and activities. Don't you slut? You don't have the balls to do the things that turn you on, but if I order you to do them, you have no choice and you'll do willingly do absolutely anything won't you?" "The more I push your buttons the more turned on you get. And the more turned on you get the more receptive you are to doing anything and everything I tell you to as long as it exposes you to people in women's clothes and humiliates you. Isn't that true slut?" My wife was now staring at my lie detector and it was hard as a rock. No wonder she had me remove my panties and stand with my legs apart. She wanted to judge my real reaction by hard my cock got. I sheepishly said "Yes, the fantasy turns me on but the reality is not always as much of a turn-on. In fact it's down right humiliating at times." She laughed at me and replied "Once upon a time I might have believed that. But hell, you even got hard sucking a cock today!" I really hate my cock sometimes! If only it would get hard just when I wanted it to not give away what I'm feeling. I replied "Yes, I get hard when you order me about but I have no explanation for getting hard while I gave a blowjob." "Well since your hard cock admits you want me to punish you, how can I deny you? Let's make getting a tan more humiliating. Instead of your women's blue polo shirt you are now going to wear your women's white polo shirt with the very feminine pink emblem on the front. I wonder if it's sheer enough the leopard print bikini top will show through." "And you are going to stuff the bikini top with some padding to make it more obvious. In fact each time you go to the tanning salon you will add another layer of padding to the bikini top so by the third week your tits should be sticking way out and obvious to everyone." "During the fourth week I'm going to have you replace the padding with your old C-cup breastforms. I don't even know if crossing your arms over your chest will be able to hide these." "And just so you can fantasize about your punishment if you don't go to the tanning salon twice a week in your bikini with more padding every time, I will glue your 40DD breastforms on your chest before you put on your bikini top and then I'll drop you off at the tanning salon in just your bikini. No top, no jean shorts, just a 2 piece bikini with your DD breastforms and high heels." My cock was sticking straight up and my wife said "I can tell you really like that idea." No I didn't! My fantasizing cock did but there was no way I could ever be seen dressed that way. My wife continued "And since you seem so eager to start on your tan, go put on your bikini, shorts, top and sandals and let's go to the tanning salon now." I wondered when my wife's bikini became mine. I went into our bedroom to change clothes. I dug out my wife's bikini from her dresser drawer (yes, I know which drawers hold her lingerie and other clothing I might want to try on when she's not home) then I got out my women's shorts with the pink stitching and white polo shirt. I put on my wife's bikini bottoms after I tucked my hard-on back between my legs otherwise it would have stuck out the top. The bottoms were not very big and when I looked at my ass in the mirror I saw the tanga cut left half my ass exposed. These tanga cut bikini bottoms were going to give me a very feminine tan line that I couldn't explain if anyone ever saw it. A tan line from a thong bottom would have been a lot easier to explain. Next I put on the bikini top which tied in the back and behind my neck. I added some padding as instructed and again looked in the mirror. It hit me like a ton of bricks! I no longer cared about trying to explain tanga tan lines on my ass. How the hell could I ever explain the bikini tan lines on my chest if anyone ever saw them? I put on my women's jean shorts and white polo shirt. I was almost afraid to look in the mirror. As well as the shorts being skin tight, they were low rise and only had a 3 inch inseam. If a woman was wearing them I know she'd look hot -- but not me. The top was made of a material with some stretch to it so of course my wife had me get it one size smaller than I normally wear when I bought it. Needless to say it was form fitting and even with minimal padding it looked like I had small A-cup tits. It also wasn't quite long enough to reach the top of my shorts. There was about a one inch gap of skin showing that definitely made the outfit look feminine. If I looked close I could see the leopard skin pattern through the top. I sure hoped no one else got to look that close. I put on my sandals and left the room to join my wife. She made me drive to the tanning salon so she could reach between my legs and rub my still hard cock and under my top to play with my sensitive nipples. I was totally turned on by the time we got to the salon. Before we exited the car she told me I was not allowed to cross my arms in front on my chest and hide my little titties. We entered the salon and there were a few patrons waiting. My wife told me to follow her to the counter so she could inquire about setting up tanning sessions for me. The saleslady behind the counter offered to allow me to prepay and set up guaranteed times so basically all I'd need to do was walk into the salon and to my reserved tanning booth. My wife thought for a minute then said "No, he'll be coming at random times and you can't tie up a booth because he might be there. If the booths are all full he can just sit in your waiting area takes till one is free. And he might as well pay as he goes." My wife turned and smiled at me. We've been married long enough she didn't need to explain her thought process. Her goal was to make me go in and interact with the saleslady each time with my ever increasing bust size. She's also hoping each time I go to the salon the booths will be full so I'll have to sit in the waiting area embarrassing the hell out myself by the way I'm dressed. While my wife and I were standing there I couldn't help but wonder if the saleslady behind the counter could tell I was wearing a bikini top or if the patrons behind me in the waiting area could identify the lump under my shirt as the knot of a string bikini. I was both humiliated and turned-on at the same time. I eventually got into a tanning booth where I stripped down to my bikini and laid down in the tanning bed. I laid there waiting for the timer to go off and could only think about the tan lines I was getting. I didn't dare take off the bikini before getting in the tanning bed and get an overall tan for fear of the punishments my wife would heap on me. I couldn't imagine what they would be but I knew for sure they would be much worse than what kinky thing she had planned for exposing my tan lines in a month. Eventually the timer went off and the tanning bed shut down. I put back on my women's shorts and top then met my wife in the lobby and we went home. When we got home she told me to strip naked and stand in front of her so she could see my cock's reaction while she told me a couple of the ground rules for the month. First thing she told me was I to keep my body totally shaved the entire time with the exception of my feminine landing stripe of pubic hair and my head. The landing stripe was to be narrower than my bikini bottoms so when I was naked there would be my tan line and then a small strip of white skin on either side of my pubic hair and my pubes were to be kept exactly a quarter inch in length. I could picture how feminine this would look and how humiliated I'd be if anyone saw it. I couldn't control my little head's reaction and my wife smiled as I got hard. Then she handed me a bottle of bright red nail polish and told me I was to paint my toenails. She told me three coats of polish should do it to begin with and I better fix any chip immediately as she'd be checking every night. I knew my wife was going to make me show them off at some point just to humiliate me and I got harder still! On Tuesday I was to meet Dan right after work to play racquetball. I wouldn't consider Dan a close friend but he'd been over the house few times and my wife liked him. Dan was single and would flirt a little with my wife and had the body of a gym rat. There was an obvious physical attraction between the two but that was all. Games We Play Ch. 02 Initially I had been worried about my bikini tan lines showing when I was going to change clothes in the locker room. But having only been to the tanning salon once so far made that a non-issue. However my bright red toenails and shaved legs had me very concerned. I mentioned it to my wife Tuesday morning and she told me she had the perfect solution and as long as I did exactly as she ordered no one would notice. She then handed me a g-string to put on. I looked at it and immediately said "No way!" It was white cotton and very skimpy but across the front in big bright red letters was "I Love Cock". I looked at my wife and said "There is no way I can wear this. Every man in the locker room will zero in on the bright red "I Love Cock" and think I'm gay!" My wife just gave me her evil smile and said "Exactly! Not one man will notice your toenails and shaved legs. They'll be thinking about you wanting their cocks and would they prefer a blowjob or to fuck you up the ass." "I won't wear it." "That just earned you a punishment! You will wear the g-string and now instead of me letting you try and hide your g-string while at the gym you're going to show it off. I will be giving Dan a call after you play racquetball to invite him over for dinner this weekend and I'm going to ask him what he thought of your sexy new underwear. If Dan has no idea what I'm talking about, then I swear your next trip to the tanning salon will be in just your bikini, 40DD breastforms and high heels. So what's it going to be?" I put on the g-string and then got dressed and went to work. I wasn't very productive that day because I was trying to figure out how to show Dan my g-string with "I Love Cock" on it and not have him think I was gay. Or even worse, have him think I was making a pass at him. When work ended I drove to the racquetball club and entered the men's locker room and went to my locker. I was hoping Dan would be running late like usual and I could change clothes before he showed up. No such luck! Dan was actually early for the first time in his life and had already changed clothes. I suggested he go warm up while I changed but he informed the court was being used so he'd hang out with me while I changed and we could talk. Normally this wouldn't have fazed me but now Dan was going to see my thong before we played. I had planned on showing it to him after we played and just before I ran out of the locker room totally humiliated. I started with my shirt then took off my shoes and that's when it hit me. I'd been so worried about the g-string all day I had completely forgot about my bright red painted toenails. Dan was going to see those also when I took off my black dress socks and put on white athletic socks. I took off my socks and Dan's eyes got real big then he asked me "Dude, is there something you want to tell me?" I couldn't help but laugh as I took off my pants and faced him letting him read "I Love Cock" on my g-string. "What the fuck?" he exclaimed I responded "It's a long story and I'll tell you over some drinks some night but for now please let's not discuss it. And lets go play racquetball." All Dan could say was "I don't know. What are you going to do to my ass when I bend over to pick up a racquetball? Or are you going to try and nail me in the nuts with a ball so you can kiss them and make me feel better?" Dan was talking loud and his questions brought a few of the other members over to us to see what was going on. Dan was at the end of the bench nearest the wall and the new members were behind me towards the exit. Stupid me turned and faced the other men. I had been embarrassed in front of Dan but thought I could joke my way out of it but now there were four other men looking at my painted toenails and reading the saying on my g-string. My wife succeeded. I was totally humiliated. I was trying to figure out how to escape when I noticed the four men were only wearing towels around their waists. Obviously they'd finished their workouts and had just taken showers. I can't explain why but my eyes were drawn to their crotches and that's when I saw two of them were tenting. Oh My God! They thought I was gay and would service them. I turned back towards my locker to grab my clothes and put them on but they weren't there. Dan had taken all my clothes and shoved them in his locker and locked it! Dan was just sitting on the bench laughing at my predicament. Now what was I to do? I'm standing there naked except for a g-string with "I Love Cock" on the front and bright red painted toenails and there's four men standing behind me thinking I want to blow them. "Dan please give me my clothes!" I pleaded. "I think you need to earn them." was his response. "Lets see, you have four articles of clothing -- shirt, pants, a pair of socks which we'll count as one and a pair of shoes we'll count as one." Dan then spoke to the four men "What do you think gay boy here should do to get his clothes back?" I turned back around to look at the men to find out my fate. No one said anything. I guess they were all waiting for one of the others to speak first. But then the guy with the biggest tent under his towel walked to within a couple of feet of me and removed his towel. I was looking at a fairly large cock that was only semi-erect. He told me "Suck me off and you get your socks." "You've got this all wrong." I pleaded "I'm not gay! I don't suck cock." The guy replied "Are you trying to tell me you dress like that in men's locker rooms just for fun? Have you ever given a blowjob?" I was ready to lie and say no but remembered my wife was going to call Dan tonight and invite him over for this weekend. There is no way a conversation about what was going on now wasn't going to take place. I had to tell the truth. "Yes, but I was forced." "Did someone hold a gun to your head or have a knife at your throat?" "No" "Were you tied up so you couldn't run away?" "No" "By any chance were you wearing women's lingerie?" was his last question I bowed my head in shame and whispered "Yes" "Well it sure sounds like it was consensual to me. Just like this consensual. You willingly give me a blowjob and I'll willingly ask your friend to give you your socks." Oh Shit! This was similar to a fantasy of mine - to be caught by a group of men wearing lingerie and have them use me. But it was a fantasy and never thought or wanted it to really happen. I hate to admit it but the forced humiliation was turning me on. I looked back at Dan and could tell from the smile on his face that he was not going to give me my clothes back till I earned them. All I could think was I had previously sucked off two strangers against my will and here was going to be number three. I started towards him when he said "Stop! Get on your hands and knees and crawl to my cock." I couldn't believe he was going to humiliate me further by making me crawl to him but he did. I got on my hands and knees and crawled up to his cock. By now it was completely hard and pointing up. He must have been getting off dominating me. He spread his legs apart and told me to lick and suck his balls first. Good thing he'd just taken a shower or I don't think I could have done it. Licking and sucking hairy balls was bad enough without the sweaty odor. I knew everyone was watching intently, including my now ex-friend Dan, to see what I would do. I figured since I had no option of not doing sucking him off, I might as well do it to the best of my ability. I stuck out my tongue and gave his balls one hell of a tongue bath. The guy must have liked it because he started moaning. I sucked one ball into my mouth. I was nice and didn't use my teeth but sucked it continuously harder and harder till he ordered me to stop and suck on his other ball. By now this ball was dry so I proceeded to lick it all over before taking it into my mouth. I took my time but still gradually increased my sucking till he couldn't take it anymore and pulled out of my mouth. I looked up at him and stupidly smiled over my small victory and that's when he slid his rock hard cock between my lips. He didn't take it slow and let me get used to his cock in my mouth. I had to assume he really thought I was gay and an experienced cocksucker because he shoved his entire cock into my mouth and down my throat. Thankfully he pulled out quickly and let me recover from my gag reflex and catch my breath before he shoved his cock all the way back in. Good thing I'd learned how to deep throat dildos or I would have been in trouble. But now that he knew I could take his entire 10 inches down my throat he held on to the sides of my head and proceeded to fuck my mouth like there was no tomorrow. He eventually slowed down and I swear the circumference of his cock doubled in size before he gave one last thrust and shoved his cock as far down my throat as he could. Then he orgasmed! There was no choice of swallowing or not swallowing. His cum went right down my throat without me ever having to taste it. He finally recovered and pulled his cock out of my mouth and announced "Wow! Gentlemen that was the best blowjob I've ever had and you'd be insane not to take advantage of him sucking you off." Needless to say I had three more hard cocks lined up to suck. I didn't want to but what choice did I have? I could have tried to resist but with my clothes as well as my car keys locked in Dan's locker there was no option. The three men took their turns ordering me to give them blowjobs which I did and swallowed every drop of cum for fear my wife would find out I hadn't and punish me. After the last man deposited his load of cum in my mouth I halfway expected Dan to be number five. I stayed on my knees and turned around towards Dan and immediately knew I was screwed. He had his camera phone out and was taking pictures. I also had to assume he had been taking pictures of the other three blowjobs I just gave. Dan didn't waste any time on small talk, he just said "I own you. I'm going to put your cock sucking skills to good use anytime I want and on any cock I choose or you can imagine where the pictures I just took will be sent." Yes, I could imagine where he could send the pictures and if he did my career was over. I wasn't worried about my wife seeing them since she practically set this up. But work was different. Yes Dan did own me as long as he had those pictures and I knew I'd be doing anything he ordered to keep him from distributing them. It didn't take Dan long to give me an order. "We didn't get a chance to play racquetball because you were so intent on entertaining those four men. And I assume by now someone else has our court so we might as well go have those drinks you mentioned earlier and you can tell me why you're wearing that g-string and have your toenails painted. Then you can tell me why you give blowjobs if you're not gay." Dan gave me my clothes and I quickly got dressed and followed Dan out of the locker room. Unfortunately for me we didn't go very far. Our racquetball club has a small bar where members can buy water, juices but also beer. He told me to buy two beers while he got us a table. Dan had chosen a small table with only two chairs and left me with the chair facing the hallway to the locker room. Dan took a sip of his beer then said "There will be four men leaving the locker room shortly with an "I've just been blown" smile on their faces. Assuming you can remember their faces and not just their cocks, I want you ask them if you can buy them a beer to thank them." "Thank them for what?" I exclaimed. "They used me and should be apologizing to me." Dan continued like I hadn't even said anything. "You'll thank them for allowing you to give them blowjobs and ask them if they will permit you to suck them off again. You better be persuasive because I want four "yes" answers. Then you'll ask them for their contact information so you can invite them over for a get sucked party." "Why would I do any of that?" "Because I own you." It may seem hard to believe but it was more humiliating to stand up and offer to buy each one of the four guys a beer to say thanks for allowing me to suck them off than it was to actually give them blowjobs. Dan listened to everything I said to make sure it sounded like I was doing this of my own free will and not because the asshole was blackmailing me. Just my bad luck that all four accepted my offer for a beer then accepted my request to be permitted to blow them again. They gave me their contact information but I hesitated when they asked for mine. Dan, being ever so helpful, suggested I give them one of my business cards and write my home phone and an e-mail address he dictated on the back. I looked at Dan and the look he gave back told me this wasn't a suggestion but an order. Now these guys would know my name, where I worked, my work and home phone numbers and an e-mail address I didn't have access to unless Dan were to give me the password. I'm sure my face was bright red from embarrassment the entire time I had to socialize with the four men I just sucked off. Eventually we all left and Dan told me he still wanted to hear about my g-string, toenails and cocksucking someday. But he thought for today it was more important to line up those four men for more blowjobs in the very near future and was sure I'd understand. What a friend -- the fucker. When I got in my car I called my wife to let her know I was on my way home. She said "I won't even ask you about racquetball. I'll going to call Dan now and ask him over for dinner this weekend and what he thought of your g-string. You did show it to him like I told you to, didn't you?" "Oh yeah" I said sarcastically. "What did he think?" I honestly wasn't sure how to respond so I replied "Why don't you ask Dan?" Unfortunately for me my response sounded like I was giving my wife attitude. My wife sounded pissed "You will learn to answer every question I ask immediately and without attitude. For that response which didn't answer my question you have earned another humiliating punishment. But I know that's what you really want and I'm more than happy to oblige." I started to speak and she told me to shut-up. Oh shit! Now what was she thinking. She just hung up the phone. I knew when I got home I would find out and somehow I just knew I wouldn't like it at all. I walked in the house and didn't have to wait long for her to tell me. My wife said "I called Dan and when I asked about your underwear he told me what a slut you were tonight and how you showed off your g-string and toenails to a group of men and then got on your hands and knees and crawled over to them lick their balls and give them all blowjobs. I would say I can't believe you did that but after seeing how hard you got when you sucked off those two guys last weekend I have to believe you get off on giving head and swallowing cum." "I did tell Dan you want to explain the g-string and painted toenails and asked if he'd be home tonight. He said yes so here's your punishment. You are going to get dressed in the slutty outfit I have laid out for on the bed then you're going to drive over to Dan's apartment and tell him face-to-face how you like to crossdress and want to be humiliated when you're dressed in lingerie. Then you'll convince him to join us in playing the "Game". And lastly you'll beg him to come up with an extremely humiliating activity for you to perform the next time we play the game." She continued "That ought to embarrass the hell out of you and teach you a lesson you will never forget. When you get home I'll give Dan a call and he'll either tell me he wants to dominate you and what his choice of punishment for you is or I'm going to offer to be his fuck toy. You know Dan has always wanted in my pants but I've never let him. What do you think he'll do if I come on to him? You'd better convince Dan how much fun he'll have dominating you or you're going to be watching me get fucked nightly." I know a lot of men like the idea of watching another man fuck their wife but I'm not one of them. My wife and I don't have an open marriage and haven't had sex with anyone else other than the recent blowjobs I've given. But those could almost be considered forced. I never would want my wife to have sex with another man and she knows it. I stood there in shock. The thought of dressing like a slut and convincing Dan to join my "Game" was more than I could do. I originally thought I was only going to have to explain the g-string and painted toenails to him which would have been bad enough. But this was too humiliating. Then I thought of Dan fucking my wife which would have been even worse. I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to Dan's apartment. "Get moving slut! You have 30 minutes to get back here dressed as I said." My wife practically yelled at me. The thirty minute timeframe was in my favor because I had to scramble to get dressed and put make-up on and didn't have time to dwell on what I was about to do. And what a slutty outfit she had selected for me to wear. It consisted of a red garterbelt, white fishnet stockings with seams up the back, 4 inch red high heels that lock on, a red mini skirt, red lacy bra with my 40DD breastforms and a white sheer blouse that the red bra clearly showed thru. She also chose my make-up and bright red lipstick. To finish the look was a long blonde wig with lots of curls that only a hooker would wear. I presented myself to my wife with about a minute to spare. She inspected my outfit and make-up with approval then handed me a g-string to put on. It was white with big red letters on the front that said "I Swallow". Where was she getting these g-strings??? I bent my cock back between my legs before putting on the g-string so I wouldn't have a male bulge. My wife handed me two locks to lock on my heels but she kept the keys ensuring I'd be wearing the heels till she decided to give me the keys. She handed me the keys to my car and walked me to the front door and said "I will be calling Dan later to find out if he wants to help me dominate you or if I'll be offering my services as his fuck toy. I'm sure you'll do absolutely anything to convince him to dominate you even if he initially has no interest in doing it won't you slut?" "I expect you to answer any and all questions Dan asks completely and honestly as well as do anything he tells you to or I am going to be his fuck toy." My wife knew me so well. There was no way I'd let another man fuck her so yes I would do absolutely anything Dan told me to. As I walked towards my car my wife yelled for me to stop and wait for her. She ran back in the house and returned a few minutes later with our video camera. She handed me the camera and said "Since I won't be there to enjoy it in person, make sure everything you say and do is filmed. Then when you get home I'm going to watch the video while you lick my pussy. So you have fun humiliating yourself slut!" My wife watched me drive off and once I was out of sight she burst out laughing. She was thinking about what was waiting for me at Dan's apartment that she didn't tell me about. Dan was having several of his buddies over to watch the basketball play-off game and I was going to be walking into that room full of guys dressed like a slut. Dan was at first hesitant when my wife asked him if I could come over. But once she explained how I would be dressed and what she was ordering me to tell him he warmed to the idea. Then when she told him I would do anything and everything he ordered me to as long as it was sexual and humiliated me but not he was game. My wife closed the deal by telling Dan if I refused to perform any sexual act or humiliate myself for Dan and his friends' pleasure then she would be his fuck toy for the next month. Games We Play Ch. 02 Obviously my wife couldn't see Dan over the phone but she correctly assumed he got a hard-on thinking about her being his fuck toy. She let him enjoy the fantasy for a minute then told him as proof I was bringing our video camera and Dan had to film my entire time at his place with sound so she could watch the video later tonight to see and hear for herself if I was a good slut or was she going to be a fuck toy for Dan. My wife thought couldn't help but think that men are so easy to manipulate. She knew Dan would think of all kinds of kinky nasty things to order me to do to humiliate myself with the goal of getting me to refuse one so he could fuck my wife. And she knew I'd do anything he ordered no matter how embarrassing so she wouldn't fuck him. She had no intention of fucking Dan but wasn't about to let either of us know or Dan might not give it his best shot at humiliating me and I wouldn't do anything Dan told me to prevent him from fucking her. The only limits she put on Dan were he couldn't order me to do something that might get me arrested and that my ass was to be left alone. What she didn't tell him or me was when, not if, but when my ass was fucked for the first time by another man she was going to be there in person enjoying every thrust up my ass. These thoughts were getting my wife all horny and her pussy was dripping wet. All she wanted to do now was go inside the house and finger herself till she came but decided to practice some restraint for now. She made up her mind that when I returned home with the video, she would blindfold me and handcuff my hands behind my back then have me kneel in front of her. She'd strip naked and watch the video. If she could cum by just watching and listening to my humiliation it would be perfect. If not, she'd order me to lick her pussy till she came multiple times. I got in my car and drove to Dan's apartment complex. I was totally embarrassed but also sporting an erection or at least as much of an erection I could get with my cock tucked back between my legs. Why was I getting off on this? All the guest parking spots near Dan's apartment were taken so I had to park in front of the rental office which was on the other side of the complex. This meant I was going to have to walk past the office and pool then through the complex to get to his apartment. I just hoped no one was out and about to see me. Fat chance! Although it wasn't summer it was a warm evening and a few people were in the pool but the spa was packed. Thank God it was an adult only complex. As I walked past the pool the sounds of my high heels attracted lots of attention and not from the women, just the men. I'm sure they thought by the way I was dressed I was a hooker and I got a few cat calls. I knew the walk back to my car would be worse because the people in the spa would continue drinking and those cat calls would be much more risqué. I finally made it to Dan's apartment and hesitated before knocking. No one that actually knew me other than my wife had ever seen me dressed as a woman. I didn't want to change that but what choice did I have? Do it or my wife becomes Dan's fuck toy and besides Dan had already seen me give four blowjobs at the gym today. I knocked on the door. Dan opened the door and I swear his eyes almost popped out of his head. My wife told me he knew I was coming over but I'm sure he never expected me to look like the slut I did. He invited me in his apartment and to the living room where he had a basketball game on TV. I walked in and almost died. There were four other men sitting in the living room watching the game and now they were watching me. I thought Dan was going to be alone. Dan introduced me to the other members of his basketball team. I knew Dan played basketball in a league but I'd never met his team before. Dan was kind enough to use my real name and tell them I was there to explain why I paint my toenails red, wear a g-string with "I Love Cock" on it and gave four blowjobs at the gym today and still claimed I wasn't gay. By now the other four guys were standing up and checking me out. Three of them were black had to be between 6'2'' and 6'5" with very toned muscles. The fourth guy looked Hispanic and was 6' and looked like he lifted weights all the time. Dan was closer to my height at 5'9" but was still taller than me and was lean and muscular. My first impression was these guys could do anything they wanted to me and I couldn't prevent it. Then I realized how stupid that was. I was going to willingly let them order me about and do anything to please them or Dan was going to be fucking my wife. And if I had to guess, if these guys cocks were as impressive as their bodies then she'd want to be a fuck toy for all five. Dan broke the silence by asking me for my video camera which he put on a tripod in the corner that ensured anything that happened in the room would be filmed. He then set up a remote microphone in the middle of the room so every word would be captured. "OK Cynthia" Dan started "You don't mind me calling you by your fem name do you?" What could I say? "I believe there are a few things you want to tell us about yourself." I looked at the five men and was speechless. With an evil grin Dan said "Well I'll just have to call your lovely wife and tell her you never showed up." Warning bells went off with that statement. What did my wife tell Dan earlier when she called him? Did Dan know my wife would become his fuck toy if I didn't comply with all his commands? I wasn't sure but was not about to take any chances. I practically pleaded "Please don't call my wife. This is just very embarrassing." I knew I had no choice so I thought I just might as well blurt it out in as few words as possible and get it over with. "I like to crossdress. It turns me on to wear women's lingerie and once I'm wearing lingerie I want to be humiliated in public. I could never perform humiliating activities on my own so I need someone to order me to do things that doesn't care how embarrassed or humiliated I would get by doing them. And that's why you saw me today wearing a g-string with "I Love Cock" and painted toenails. My wife ordered me to show you." "But what about the blowjobs you gave?" Dan asked. "Those were because I get very submissive which adds to my humiliation when I wear women's clothes. Today you and those guys dominated me in the locker room so I did everything I was told to do." "So you're telling me that you got turned on at the gym today by doing what I ordered you to do?" asked Dan. "Yes" "So are you turned on right now standing in front of us dressed like a hooker and telling us how much you like to be dominated and humiliated?" I knew my wife would be watching this video later so I couldn't lie. "Yes" was all I said. "So how often do you dress as a woman?" was Dan's next question which was a perfect lead in to what I had to bring up anyway. "Usually once a month my wife and I play a domination game where I dress up and am totally submissive and will do anything she orders. And I thought since you seemed to enjoy dominating me at the gym today I'd really like you to help my wife dominate me." Dan got a big grin on his face "So you got off on me dominating you at the gym today and want me to do it again?" I replied "Yes I did and want you to." thinking this was going to be easy to get Dan to join the "Game". Dan smiled his evil smile again and said "I don't know. This sounds like its all about getting you off. What's in it for me?" I wasn't sure what to say. Dan didn't want a blow job at the gym. What else could I offer? I just knew it wasn't going to be my wife. "I'll be your personal sub that will do anything you tell me to" "Anything?" His sexual overtone was obvious. I couldn't believe what I was about to say "Yes anything." Knowing I just sealed my fate to become Dan's sex toy he could use anytime he wanted. Dan's response was "So you'll give me a blowjob anytime I want. But will you do any other man or group of men I tell you to?" I wanted to scream "NO!" but I knew I had to agree to anything Dan requested. What I didn't know was Dan was just trying to get me to say "no" so he could fuck my wife. So I said "Yes, if you'll agree to help my wife dominate and humiliate me in our monthly game." "I want to be perfectly clear." Dan stated. "You said I could use you to satisfy a group of men anytime I order you to not just during your "Game" correct?" I was beginning to get worried "Yes" was all I could say. Dan continued "So if I order you to be at my basketball Friday night dressed as a cheerleader then give the winning team blowjobs you will do it?" Oh Shit! My cock got harder at the thought. Thank God it was tucked back between my legs and the guys couldn't see how turned on I was getting. Remember it's the fantasy not the reality that gets me off. And there is no way I could ever do that in reality. But I also knew the repercussions of refusing so I said "Yes." Dan said "Dominating you just might be worthwhile. You do everything I say for the next month and I'll help your wife dominate when you play your game. But tonight you're going to entertain my friends and me during the basketball game. Take off your blouse and skirt and give them to me. I started to undress when one of his teammates told me to go slowly and dance like a stripper. I'd never done a striptease and hadn't danced since my wedding. I could only mimic what I could remember from some movies I'd seen with strippers. The guys got a good laugh at my pitiful attempt but laughed harder when they saw my "I Swallow" g-string." When I finished I stood before them wearing just my garterbelt, stockings, g-string, bra and heels. I knew if I was a woman the five guys would have been all over me. Dan took my blouse and skirt and put them somewhere in a different room. When he came back without them he told me I wouldn't need them the rest of tonight and would give them back next week. How was I going to walk back to my car and drive home? Dan then told me to be as feminine as I could for the rest of the evening. He had me start with getting another round of drinks for the guys and told me to be sure I showed off my "assets". This gave the guys great views of my boobs whenever I bent over to hand them their cocktail. It must have been the alcohol because the guys knew the boobs were fake but they were still getting bulges in their pants. What I didn't like was every time I bent over my ass was totally on display with my asshole only covered by a g-string! Not much protection for a virgin ass. Then the doorbell rang. Dan stated it must be the pizza and ordered me to answer the door dressed as I was and invite the deliveryman into the living room. I was hesitant but didn't have a choice if I was to convince Dan I'd do anything he ordered. So as much as I dreaded it, I walked to the door and opened it. It wasn't the pizza deliveryman staring at my lingerie clad body it was the pizza deliverymen! As we found out it was one of the older employees in his early twenties teaching a new hire in his late teens how to do deliveries on his first day of the job. I was as beet red as my lingerie but invited them into the living room so they could be paid. The older driver was acting real cool like this always happened to him (yeah right!) and the new hire's eyes were almost popping out of his head. Dan introduced me as the stripper he hired for the all the basketball play-off games and told them I'd be here for every single game just in case they had the opportunity to deliver another pizza. Then Dan said he was planning on paying for the pizza and a tip but not paying two tips. However he thought it was too cliché to tell them I was their tip so here was the deal. "This stripper has told us she will provide any sexual service we want as part of the fee I've already paid her. So I'm willing to allow her to give each of you a blowjob. If you tell me she was great then you get to split the one tip, however, if she doesn't give head worth a damn then I'll double the tip. Are you game?" I'm sure Dan's reference to a "game" was to remind me he was in total control. There was no way I wanted to suck off these two guys but with the video camera catching everything I did for my wife to see later I just got down on my knees. The new hire was hesitant but the twenty something year old undid his pants and pulled them partway down then shoved his hard cock into my mouth. He might have been trying to impress everyone I don't know but he did impress me with his size and stamina. Hell at that age I would have cum within minutes but he kept fucking my mouth. I bet he jerked-off just before work! He eventually erupted in my mouth filling it with his hot salty sperm but pulled out to squirt the last bit on my face. What a thoughtful little fucker! He even ordered to lick him clean before he pulled his pants back up. The new hire had probably never had a blowjob in his life and I was about to change that. I turned to him and undid his jeans and pulled his cock out. He wasn't very big but was hard as a rock. It only took about a minute of licking and another minute sucking before he blew his load. Whoever said teenagers don't have big loads never had this guy cum in their mouth. My mouth was completely full and he wasn't pulling his cock out. In fact he held onto the back of my head keeping me impaled on his cock till I swallowed what felt like a gallon of cum. He ordered me to lick him clean too before he put away his limp dick. Dan asked them what they thought and I couldn't believe it when they said I wasn't worth a damn. I know I'm not experienced but those were two damn good blowjobs! As soon as they left Dan asked "Did it turn you on to have those two boys stare at you in just your lingerie?" I didn't want to admit it but the video was still recording so I said "Yes." "And when I offered your services as a cocksucker, did that turn you on? "No it humiliated me." "But did it turn you on to suck them off knowing the five of us were watching as well you being videotaped for your wife to watch later?" "No that humiliated me even more." "Good, that was the goal. You didn't have to do anything I said tonight but since you willingly humiliated yourself tonight I'll give you another chance Friday night at our basketball game. If you show up dressed as a cheerleader and blow the winning team I'll still play your monthly game with your wife." "You want me to dominate and humiliate you like that don't you Cynthia?" I wanted to scream not a chance in hell but said "Yes, I want you to dominate and humiliate me." "I actually thought the guys at the gym liked your blowjobs but those boys said you weren't worth a damn. Before I put my reputation on the line by offering your cocksucking skills to the winning team Friday night you need to practice." Uh Oh! Needless to say I spent the rest of the evening on my knees sucking the basketball's team's cocks while they watched the game. My cock is not small by any means but there was no way I'd ever let my wife's lips (pussy or mouth) around any of these five cocks or she'd never be satisfied with my size again. They were huge! And thank God not one of them wanted my ass -- at least not that night! When the basketball game was over everyone had been sucked off one or more times. Dan handed me the video camera and told me it was time to go home and show my wife what a good slut I was. However he didn't give me my blouse or skirt for the walk to my car or the drive home. I'd only get those after next week's basketball game! There were a lot of nasty catcalls on the way to my car but I finally made it. On the drive home all I could think was this wasn't even half way through week one of four weeks. What else was going to happen to me? All I knew was my hard cock was looking forward to it even if I wasn't.