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Married Guy New Experience Ch. 01

By: Marriedandneedingmore



This is first story to be submitted, I welcome any suggestions, comments, feedback, etc on either story, format, or anything else. If anyone would like me to go on please say so.

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I'm a normal married guy, in my 50's, married 25 years where the sex becomes mundane and predictable, eventually less and less and finally to none at all. That's the way our marriage had gone until it changed over drink one night when I spoke to a stranger when away on business.

He told me how he had decided to go back to his student days when he enjoyed sex with both guys and gals, how he was enjoying new experiences as he got older, in particular role play with other mature people. Naturally he got my mind working overtime which I assume was his intention and I asked him more and more questions. Eventually he told me to just try new things sometimes and to stop overthinking everything. 

That was it for that night but he started me thinking about what he had said. In my late teens I had a small number of drunken bi experiences, none too memorable to be honest, and I started to think about whether I would like to try some guy on guy action.

Gradually, I thought more and more and ended up asking a gay friend one night how he met people on the pretence that I was worried he had no one in his life. I'm not sure he believed me but he mentioned some gay websites that he used. I signed up to one and nervously started chatting to some guys online.

For many months I chatted to a lot of different guys, most of them messers to be honest. Eventually, I got up the nerve to meet with a married guy in another city who told me that he had lots of experience, especially with novice guys. Since I was going to be in his city on business the opportunity arose to meet.

We met in a bar near the hotel where we had a bite to eat and a number of drinks, chatting and getting to be comfortable in his company. He was of a similar age to me but a lot fitter looking. I should say at this stage I'm average build, 5'9, 83 kilos, baldish with what I thought was an average cock size.

After a number of drinks we headed back to my hotel room. In the lift he turned to me, grabbed my balls through my trousers and squeezed them hard. When I didn't react he laughed and told me that he knew early on in our chats that I was a wimp and needed to be taken in hand by a strong man. 

He then said, "From now on you only talk when I ask you a question, Is that clear wimp?"

I answered, "Yes."

When we got to my room he sat in the chair and told me to get him a drink from the hotel bar. I did as he asked, poured it into a glass and handed it to him. I went to sit down and he asked me if I had permission to sit. I remained standing waiting for him to say something. He remained silent for about five minutes just sipping his drink and looking me up and down. 

Eventually he told me to step back and to take my shirt off, then my shoes socks and trousers. I was standing in front of him in just my white briefs and once again he remained silent for a couple of minutes. He told me to turn around and to spread my legs wide which I did. That lasted a few minutes, all the time I was waiting for him to do something, to touch me, slap me but all he did was remain silent. Eventually he told me to bend over and remain in that positon. After a period when I was finding it hard to stay in that position he slapped my ass hard and I jumped. He then told me to turn around and face him. 

"Let's see what I'm sure is your pitiful cock." He laughed at me, pointing to my briefs and the floor.

I lowered them, stepping out of them and stood up. I was now naked with another guy for the first time since my teens and was very body aware as he just stared at me. Then he started laughing out loud. Telling me how he had seen small cocks in his time but that mine was the smallest he had seen in a long time; that it was no wonder that sex had dried up at home, that there was no way that cock could ever please a woman.

"HA HA HA," he continued to laugh. He then asked me how I ever thought I had an average cock. He took his iphone and measured it against my cock saying," Its barely bigger than a phone and barely thicker than a pen, HA HA." 

I must admit I was humiliated but I stood there taking his laughter and comments not saying a word or moving.

"Do you want to see what a real cock looks like?" He asked me.

I answered, "Yes."

He said, "That's not a particularly polite answer."

I looked at him inquisitively and he asked me how much I wanted to see it.

"Do you not say please when you want something?" 

"Please can I see your real cock," I asked him, "I really would like to see what a real cock looks like".

He laughed while standing, indicating with his fingers for me to take his trousers off. I went to him, took his shoes off, unbuckled his belt, opened his trousers and lowered them to the ground. He stepped out of them and pointed to his socks which I also took off. He took off his shirt himself standing in front of me in his black boxer shorts, his cock very evidently hard and big under it. He put his hand on my shoulder pushing me down to my knees.

"What are you waiting for, you WIMP?" He shouted at me. 

Not needing to be told again, while on my knees, I lowered his boxer shorts and was confronted at head level with his large uncut cock. I was just staring at it when he slapped me on the head, waking me up to what was expected of me. I took his cock in my hand and started touching and stroking it, it felt so hard and big. I now knew what he meant by a real cock and how miserable I was in comparison.

He took my head in his hands and forced it towards his cock. I knew what he wanted and started kissing his cock and taking its head into my mouth. It felt so thick and I had trouble taking it in my mouth. He told me to be careful as it must have been obvious to him that I was inexperienced at sucking cock. I tried taking more, gagging a bit as it filled my mouth. 

"We will have to train you to be the cock sucker you were meant to be," He said laughing, "Don't worry, before long you'll be taking it all easily."

I couldn't believe there was any way that I would take all his cock in my mouth, that it was even possible for my small mouth. He told me to stand and grabbed my cock and balls, asking me if that felt good. 

I answered, "No." 

He laughed and said, "Good because it doesn't matter whether you like it or not, do you understand that?"

I replied that I did, that I wanted him to be happy with me. I was stunned by what I was saying as I had never had submissive thoughts before but I was aware that it was exciting me a bit.

He told me that, if I was serious, he would take the time to train me to be the sub guy I was born to be, and that he also had friends in my home city that would assist him in his training. I thanked him telling him that I would like to learn more. 

He then surprised me by asking me, "What about your wife?"

I enquired what he meant. He asked if I thought that my wife might like some fun in her life and asked me to describe her. I pleaded that I wanted this to be discreet, that she would never forgive me if she knew I had sex with anyone else, that there was no chance that she would want sexual contact with anyone else. He said that he has asked me to describe her and that he was waiting. I told him that my wife was very good looking, 51, 5'5, size 10 with a little bit of a tummy but still in good shape.

"Bra size?"

I answered, "32C." 

He asked me if I had any photos of her with me which I did not. 

"Next Time," He said telling me that husbands never know what their wives are capable of.

I again pleaded to leave her out of anything and he assured me that he would never put me in danger, that I had to trust him or this would never work. I told him that I would trust him and wanted to learn more.

He then instructed me back onto my knees and to suck his hard cock slowly which I did willingly. He told me that all true subs suck their masters to completion making sure to not spill a drop of their masters cum.

This had never crossed my mind. My initial thoughts of the evening was to meet the guy, have some drinks, mutual touching and wanking and then leave; yet here I now was talking about Masters and Subs, telling a guy I wanted to learn more, talking about trust and other guys being involved. None of this had arisen in our online chats and I was beginning to wonder just why or how the guy had seen me as a submissive guy, yet this would appear to be what I wanted to be.

I eagerly continued to suck his cock softly, slowly trying to take a bit more into my mouth each time. He was enjoying it as I sucked with him telling me that I had promise, that he knew I would be a natural cock sucker who was born to please other guys. Eventually he started groaning, holding my head tightly as he came in my mouth filling it with his hot cum, spurt after spurt after spurt. I am not a big cummer and the amount of cum he put in my mouth and down my throat was scary. I tried swallowing it all but some spilled out of my mouth. He expressed his dissatisfaction but said that as it was my first time that this would be forgiven but would not be the next time.

All of this time while sucking his cock I had myself gone erect. When he saw this, he laughed and asked, "Is that as big as it gets." I was humiliated now looking at my fully erect cock.

"Wank for me you wimp," He insisted.

Of course, I did not take long to spill my insignificant amount of cum. I was again humiliated and embarrassed as this was the first time I had wanked as a man in front of anyone and to be honest I totally felt small and insignificant compared to him. 

He asked my name which I told him was Bill. 

"Your wives?"

I pleaded again to leave her out of it.

"Telling me her name is not involving her, tell me"

"Olivia," I told him.

He told me that if I truly wanted to learn more that I had to be prepared to answer questions, to undertake tasks without question, "You ready for that?." When I answered that I thought that I was, "We'll see, won't we," was his response.

He told me that he was going to leave now but that I was to set up a new email address, to get a new private phone, to send him the details of both and to await hearing from him. I agreed to his requests just pleading with him that I needed to keep all of this private and discreet. Laughing, he said I had to trust him or he would walk away and find someone who appreciated the time he was prepared to put into my training. I thanked him for his time and efforts and told him that I wanted to trust him. I asked him his name. 

"To you I'm just Sir, but others call me Jim."

He then left the room, leaving me wondering what I had done, what I had agreed to start, whether I could trust him, and so many other thoughts.

I awaited the next steps with a lot of fear but also looked forward to learning ...

Married Guy New Experience Ch. 02



This is the second part of my first story to be submitted, I welcome any suggestions, comments, feedback, etc. on story, format, or anything else. If anyone would like me to go on please say so. I wasn't sure whether to place this story under Gay Male or BDSM or maybe another category

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I will assume that you have read the first part of my story but it is fair to say that I am still very surprised and amazed at what happened.

It is now a week since I returned home from my new experience while travelling away on work. 

I don't think I said what I worked at. so a little more about me. As I said before I'm Bill, a married guy in my 50's, 52 to be exact! I'm a professional guy, working as an Accountant for a large company with branches all over the country looking after big and small clients. I have 10 accountants reporting to me and I am seen as a tough boss. My position means I have to travel quite a bit.

Over the years I often thought about playing away from home but never acted on it until last week. It's hard to say why I never did before. I suppose it was my Catholic upbringing and my sense of right and wrong, my marriage vows, etc.

I married Olivia 25 years ago, neither of us having much sex before we were married. To my knowledge Olivia has never been with another man and my experience was limited to some drunken bi sessions. Our marriage has been good, producing two wonderful kids, one of each, who thankfully have now left the nest and are doing well in their chosen fields. While we had normal marital sex for the first ten years or so it is fair to say that it was never mind blowing or adventurous. My career has enabled us to have a comfortable life with great holidays, good house and all the comforts and luxuries we require. Olivia gave up work when we had the children but has now returned, working in a local Charity shop, really just to have something to do as it is an unpaid position. She usually spends four mornings a week there, the rest of the time seeing some of her friends, shopping, having coffee. She has recently taken up golf and from all accounts seems to have taken to the game. So all in all we have busy lives.

I often wonder if she has ever been tempted to stray and have some fun or whether like me she has settled for a loving comfortable relationship with practically no sex. Sex between us is now extremely rare, limited to a number of times a year, usually after drink while we on holidays.

Anyway, back to reality and what happened last week. I had agreed to meet Jim after chatting to him on a gay website for a number of nervous months. My thoughts had been to meet him for a drink or two maybe leading to some bi sex between us. What happened very quickly after we met sincerely surprised me. I did not at all expect to end up being his Submissive, to being humiliated by him and standing there listening to him laughing at what I now know is my small cock, to doing what he asked of me, concluding in my sucking of his large cock and taking his cum in my mouth.

When he had left I sat on my bed for a long time, thinking about what had happened, his cum dripping out of my mouth, his taste bitter. Thoughts going through my head varied from total guilt and shame to excitement and pleasure. I didn't get much sleep that night and don't think I gave my client my best attention the following day. I met the client in the same hotel and was worried that Jim might still be around. The client, someone I had met many times before, asked me several times if I was ok to which I replied that I had a bit of a tummy bug. Thankfully he accepted my excuse and the meeting finished early, enabling me to head home, still in a strange state of mind.

When I arrived home Olivia was there, greeting me with the usual peck on the cheek and hug. 

"Did you have a good trip?"

"Yes," I answered, "The usual stuff, needy clients, boring hotels."

She laughed, "You know what they say, bored people are boring people, you need to find some interests when you away."

"Like what?" I answered nervously, wondering if she could possibly noticed a change in me, if she had thought I was acting strangely.

"Go to some sporting events, go to the hotel gym, cinema, there are loads of things you could do other than just eat and stay in your hotel room."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right, maybe I'll take up golf!" 

She laughed telling me to get my own interests. 

Back to this week where I am stuck in the office for the week, looking after local clients, going home each evening and doing very little. I still could not stop thinking about what had happened with Jim. Guilt was the predominant thoughts in my head and for that reason I did not even go online during the week. I suppose I was scared that Jim might have left me a message and how I might react.

On the Thursday night, exactly one week after I had met Jim, Olivia was out at some function in her golf club and as usual I was sitting at home, bored with what was on the TV. I got out my laptop and logged onto the website on which I had linked up with him. I was relieved but disappointed to see that I had no new messages, thankful that the meeting with Jim might be a one off and that he had not followed up on our meeting. Not seeing him online I went into a general chat room to see what was happening. Not much seemed to be happening so I went back to the TV, leaving the chatroom open.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a private chat request window jump up, from a name I didn't recognise. I accepted the chat invitation and was stunned when I saw.

"Hi Wimp, How's Olivia."

Nervously I typed, "Jim?"

"Since when are you one of my friends, I told you only my friends call me that."

"Sorry, I didn't know it was you, how have you been," I asked 

"I have been disappointed to be honest; I had expected to have received messages from you before now."

"I have been very busy this week and haven't had time to be online, I didn't know if you really wanted me to get in touch again."

"Did you not believe what I said, I thought I had been clear with you, that I was willing to invest time in teaching you to be what you know you are and what you want to be. Maybe I got it wrong and you were just wasting my time. That's a pity as you have real promise as a true submissive."

"Sorry, as you know this is all new to me. To be honest I have been nervous since we met, guilty at what I did with you but scared that I might want more of it."

He then asked where my wife was and when I said that she was out, he asked me to call him, giving me his number. Before calling him I turned off my number sending on my phone as I didn't want him seeing my work number. When I called him he laughed'

"Hello Wimp, I knew that you would be guilty but 

I also know that you want more experiences, am I right?"

"Yes, I think so, I have been feeling very guilty but I cannot stop thinking about what happened with you."

"Tell me what you liked about it?"

"I liked it all to be honest. What I really liked most was sucking your cock and tasting your cum."

Again he laughed saying, "I knew you were a natural cock sucker, you're made for satisfying men cause you're sure not built to satisfy women, did you like my laughing at your pitiful cock?"

"No, I didn't like that, I'm average sized, that's all"

"Ha Ha, average you are not, believe me, I cannot remember seeing a smaller one since I've been in school, Ha Ha, so tell me do you really live in Streamstown?"

"How did you know that?"

"It says it on your profile you fool," he said, continuing to laugh.

"Yes, I live there; I assume you live in Clonalty, where we met?"

"Yes, near enough to there, about an hour drive from where you are, but as I said I have friends nearer to you. When are you going to be traveling again? To where?"

"In about two weeks I will be going back to your town but just for a day trip, other than that I am based here in the head office until then."

"Ok, I will have to think about that. Have you done what I asked of you yet?"

"No, I didn't know if you were serious, or whether I wanted to do more, so I have not set up the email address or bought a second phone yet."

"Are you going to?"

"Yes, I think so, I am scared but I think I want to experience more."

"Ok, I have not said it up to now but you are being disrespectful to me and that is going to have to change fast if we are to continue, do you understand?"

"What do you mean?"

"What did I tell you to call me?"

"Sorry Sir, is that what you mean, I thought that was only when we meet."

"YES, that is exactly what I mean, you have a lot to learn, a Submissive is always a Submissive, whether during a meet, on the phone, in email or text. Always remember that."

"Yes Sir, I will try to remember that."

"Ok, I am going now and you will not hear from me again until you do as I asked you, goodbye Wimp, you have one day or I'm gone for good."

With that he hung up without me having a chance to respond. When I looked at my laptop the chat session had also been killed. I saw on my phone that I had a missed call from Olivia and I called her back. When she answered she told me she was on the way home and asked me to put the hot water on for her for a bath.

When she arrived home she asked me, "Why did you turn your number off in your phone?"

I had to think fast and told her that I had to call a client that I didn't want having my number and that I had forgotten to switch it back on."

"Strange" she said, looking at me suspiciously but then thankfully she turned and went for her bath.

Damn, I thought, I need to be more careful wondering if I was able for the deception involved in any of the experiences I now wanted.

The following day, during lunch time, I went to a local phone shop buying a prepaid phone, not requiring any personal details, and some phone credit. I got a similar phone to my normal one so as to have easily available the correct charger. Back in the office I set up another email address and sent both the email address and phone number to Jim. I was now fully committed, it appears, to the Submissive role with Jim and nervously awaited a response from him.

Over the following weekend I must have checked more than 100 times the email and phone to see if he had responded but there was no contact from him. This continued on the Monday and Tuesday of the following week and I was beginning to think he was not serious after all. My feelings were a mix of relief, confusion and disappointment. I went online a lot as well but there was no sign of him.

On Wednesday I went out and met a client for lunch when my secret phone beeped in my pocket. I had it on silent but it vibrated in my pocket. Immediately I told the client I needed to use the men's room and left to look at the text message.

"Hi Wimp, where are you?"

"Hi Sir, I'm at lunch with a client."

"How long will you be?"

"Another hour or so Sir."

"You have 30 minutes to call me."

"Ok Sir, I will try my best."

"30 Minutes!"

I went back to my client, trying to give him my full attention but wondering what Jim was going to say to me. Eventually I told my client that I had just remembered a second appointment and asked if it was ok to cut our lunch short. He assured me that he was okay, that our business was done anyway. I thanked him and left the restaurant, went to my car and immediately called Jim on the number that had rang me.

"Well done Wimp, good to know that you can take instruction, hope your client didn't get upset at you, ha ha."

"No Sir, he was ok. I lied to him about another meeting."

Laughing he said, "You will get good at lying if you are to carry on learning, what is your afternoon like?"

"I have two client meetings Sir."

"Cancel them."

"Sir, they are important clients, I cannot do that."

"Is that your final answer? If so I'm gone."

"Please Sir, I want to learn more but work is work, if I can cancel the second can I at least do the first as they are our most important client."

"Are to trying to negotiate with me Wimp?, ok I don't need you in trouble at work but I expect to get another call from you in one hour." With that he hung up.

I immediately returned to the office for the important client meeting, telling my Secretary on the way to get one of my direct reports to take the second meeting as I had to leave the office after my first meeting. She looked at me strangely as I had never before failed to take a client meeting. I looked directly at her saying, "Just do it," and went into the conference room to meet my client.

I quickly got through the meeting, not having the time for the usual pleasantries. The Client was not very impressed with me but all I could do was to continuously look at my watch and get the meeting over quickly. I immediately left the office and phoned Jim while walking to my car. 

"One minute to spare Wimp, any later and you would not have heard from me again, where are you?"

"I'm on the Main Street Sir, why?"

"I want you to go to the Central Shopping Centre."

"Why Sir?"

"Just do it, go there and text me when you have parked."

Ten minutes later I texted him as requested. Immediately he called me and told me to go to the coffee shop on the second floor, to get a cappuccino and to sit at a table outside the shop. I did as requested awaiting the next call or text. It was another 15 minutes before my phone beeped with a text message.

"Don't answer this text, get up from your chair, go to the men's room on your right, go to the end cubicle, leave the door open, sit down and wait."

I looked around nervously expecting to see him walking towards me. I got up and walked towards the men's room, wondering what I was walking into. When I entered two guys were in there washing their hands while two of the five cubicles were occupied. I walked slowly to the end cubicle which thankfully was empty. This cubicle faced the sink area and mirrors and I could see myself in the mirror as I sat down.

One of the guys looked strangely at me sitting down with my trousers still on. I looked away and he left. Then my phone beeped again.

"Hope you are in the cubicle waiting, I assume you have dropped your trousers, do not answer."

At this stage I was panicking a bit, wondering if this was just a test and that nothing was to happen. Nevertheless I stood and dropped my trousers sitting down again on the toilet seat. I pushed the door in the closed position but did not lock it. I heard both occupants in the cubicles leave, wash and go. I heard at least five other guys come in and go. Then I heard a guy walking towards me. He pushed the door open seeing me sitting there saying, "Sorry, I thought it was empty, you should lock the door you know."

I replied, "Sorry," but still did not lock the door. 

When he had finished I could see him look over as he washed his hands. I heard him mutter "pervert" as he left.

I was truly embarrassed sitting there waiting for whatever was to happen. I looked at my watch and realised that I had been there for 20 minutes. 

After another 20 minutes, and another 10 guys entering and leaving, the door was pushed open and standing in front of me was a security guy asking if I had a problem. When I answered in the negative he told me that he had some complaints about a guy staying in the men's room with the door open. He said he had been waiting for me to come out for the last ten minutes but that I should now pull my trousers up and follow him to the security office.

"No, its ok, I thought the lock was broken, I will just leave now."

"No, you won't, when we get complaints, particularly where children could be involved, we have to deal with them, if you prefer I will call the police."

"What do you mean children involved," I said panicking.

"Children use these facilities too, is that why you here?"

I was really panicking now, "Oh god no, of course not, please believe me."

"Come with me."

I followed him to his office where there was another guy seated looking at the different security cameras. He told me to be seated while he got some paperwork out of his desk. He got up and spoke to his colleague before he left the office. I stayed seated in silence for about 15 minutes before he returned and sat down again at his desk. He continued to look at me for a minute or two before he said to his colleague.

"Do you know what this idiot was doing?"

"What?"

"He was sitting in the men's room with the door of his cubicle open, there available for all to see him, anyone including kids could have come in."

"You're joking, right"

"Actually, No, what do you think we should do?, I think we should call the police."

I intercepted, "Please, No, I didn't mean any harm, if I told you the truth you wouldn't believe me."

They both laughed loudly with the first guy who had seen me saying to his colleague.

"Dave, do you think that Jim will be happy with his new wimp?"

"John, I must say your brother has a way of finding them."

I looked at both of them laughing at me, now knowing that they were involved all of the time. I looked at them more closely; Dave was about 6 foot, well built like he worked out a lot. John was just an inch or two shorter and a big stockier.

"Jim tells us that he thinks that you have promise, is he correct?"

"I am not sure what he means by promise, I have met him once but then I'm sure you already know this."

"Stand up Wimp, let's see what my brother is talking about."

"What do you mean?"

"Ur pitiful cock, stand up and drop them" John said, both of them laughing.

Not knowing what my choices were, I stood before them in silence. John looked down at my trousers, signalling for them to be lowered.

I opened my belt and lowered my trousers, standing in front of the two guys in my white briefs. John signalled for them to come down which I did. They started laughing out loud telling each other that they hadn't believed Jim but that he was so right.

"Jacket and Shirt off"

I took them off and stood before them totally naked. They walked around me slowly, each of them in turn slapping my limp cock and laughing. 

"On your knees Wimp"

Assuming I had no choice, but also wanting to do it, I knelt and they both walked up to me.

"You know what to do Wimp, what are you waiting for?"

I reached up and opened Dave's trousers, lowering them and his underwear at the same time, revealing his thick uncut cock, around 6 ½ inches. John slapped me on the head and I turned to him, repeating the same thing with him. His cock was slightly larger but not as thick. I just stared at the two cocks in front of me as Dave turned my head towards his cock.

I didn't have to be asked twice as I took his cock in my mouth. I sucked on it greedily as John took my hand and put it on his cock. As I sucked on one I stroked the other. I switched from one to the other, sucking and stroking, taking more and more into my mouth each time. It wasn't long before John came first in my mouth filling me full of his cum. Before I could react Dave took his place and started to fuck my cum filled mouth. I was gagging as he furiously fucked my mouth, eventually finishing himself by pulling out and cumming all over my face and body.

They then stood back and looked at me, laughing as they told each other than Jim would be delighted with his new capture.

John took out his phone and typed a text to which he received an immediate reply. On reading it he turned towards me and before I could stop him he took a picture of me and sent it onto who, I assumed, was Jim.

They then told me to get dressed. When I asked for a towel they laughed.

"No towel, just get dressed and get out."

I got dressed and asked them to please delete the picture. They laughed telling me that Jim had the photo so I needed to ask him.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 02



"Jim decides what happens, have you not worked that out yet Wimp?"

"What happens now?" I asked.

"You will hear from Jim when he decides to contact you. Believe me when I tell you from experience of Jim's other conquests that, if he wants to keep you, you will have many new experiences. You may not like them all though," John answered laughing loudly. 

I left their office, going quickly to the men's room, in which the day's events had started. I washed my face and went to my car. On the drive home I expected to hear from Jim nut no text or call was received.

That night I felt like I was acting strangely at home due to the experiences of the day. Olivia looked over at me during the evening, asking me if I was ok, that I was looking a bit pale. I told her the tummy bug excuse which she seemed to accept.

I went early to bed taking my laptop with me. I logged onto my new email address to be told I had a new message. Of course it was from Jim.

To Wimp

From Sir

Subject Test one

Congratulations on passing your first test  Wimp. Dave and John told me all about what you did. I am happy to take you on as my new project. You have a lot to learn but I know already that you will be a very good Sub. You need to think about what limits you might have so that we can discuss same. I will be in touch soon.

Regards to Olivia, lol



What shocked me was the attachment ............



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 03



This is the third part of my first story, I hope you have read the first two to understand how I have got to where I am now. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! 

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Two weeks ago I was a normal married 50's guy, married 25 years with a non-existent home sex life. All work and no play! 

I have to travel a lot for work and during one such trip, while talking to a guy in a bar, he got me thinking about secret fun. To cut the story to date short I joined an online gay site, started chatting to a guy in another nearby city and agreed to meet with him. His name is Jim.

Two weeks later I have become his Submissive undertaking tasks I would never have thought I was capable of. Last week, on his instructions, I went to a local shopping centre where I was humiliated by two security guys, John who is Jim's brother and his colleague Dave. It was a very scary experience as I had not been aware for some time that they knew Jim. I was really concerned that they were going to call the Police because of what they had caught me doing on Jim's instructions. I ended up sucking both of them and being totally humiliated by them. 

That evening I got an email from Jim asking me to think about my limits but scarily there was an attachment. He had sent me a picture of me naked sucking his brothers cock, my face very clear in the photograph.

On the Saturday I worried a lot but kept going back re-reading the email and looking at the photo. While it scared me it also made me want more and more. Olivia, my wife, was continually looking at me, asking me if I was okay, if I was worried about something, if everything was ok at work. I told her that I was working on a job for an important new client and that I needed to get it right as it could bring in a lot of fees. She told me that I really needed to find some new interests in life, that work had become all I seemed to care about. 

"Let me get this new client sorted first, the extra money would come in handy."

"Okay, but you really need to find some interests, we haven't been away in ages, we should go away for a weekend when you have that client sorted, you need a break, you've been too preoccupied for the last few weeks and I'm worried about you, there's no point in earning more money of it kills you."

"You're right as usual love, a weekend away would be good."

"Great, I look forward to that, I'm off to my golf now, see you later."

After the usual peck on the cheek she was gone, leaving me wondering whether I needed to stop this, whether I could go on. It was obvious that I was not hiding it from Olivia and I wondered if many others, like my colleagues at work, were noticing differences in me. Then, as if he knew that I was thinking about him, I heard my secret phone vibrate in my pocket. I put in my pin and read the message.

"Hi Wimp, are you thinking about me?"

I looked around wondering if he was seeing me on my laptop with the photo attachment open on the screen. Obviously he was not there.

I replied asking him why he thought that to which I got.

"Cause as a true Sub you should always be thinking of your Master, now tell me were you?"

"Yes, I am looking at your email and my picture, I cannot believe that you asked John to take my picture and send it to you or that you sent it to me."

"Wimp, you have to trust me, no one else will see it, tell me you trust me."

"Yes Sir, I trust you," not believing that I actually thought that, but I did trust him fully.

"Is Olivia there? If not, call me now."

I called him telling him that Olivia was gone golfing.

He laughed, "I'm glad she has some interests, she's probably having fun with the Club Pro, playing with his clubs."

I told him I didn't think so to which he again laughed.

"Anyway, enough about her for now, it's good that you trust me because the only way this will work is that you do not question me, that you do as I tell you when I tell you, now tell me have you thought about your limits."

"Sir, I am not quite sure I know what you mean."

"Is there anything you do not want me to consider doing to you, anything you will not do for me if I ask you, some examples would be pain, bondage, and watersports."

"Oh, I haven't thought about anything like that, I liked what I have done to date but haven't thought beyond that."

He laughed out loud, "You haven't done anything yet Wimp, I need to know how far I can take you, I do not want to endanger your home or work life but I am going to test your limits fully, if you like I can test you through tasks, we can have an agreed safe word which you can use if I go too far."

"Sir, that sounds okay, I really am new to this so I will take it at your pace, what happens if I use the safe word."

"That depends on how serious I think the task is, if it is trivial in my mind it could finish us."

"Sir, I do want more."

Again laughing, "I know that Wimp, if I didn't think you had potential I would have gone after our first meet."

"Thank you Sir, may I ask what happens next."

"You will hear from me soon, tell me what club Olivia plays in?"

"Sir, I need Olivia kept out of this, please."

Jim hung up the phone leaving me wondering if I had just killed our relationship. I stayed looking at my phone and PC waiting for him to contact me. 

An hour later he rang me.

"Are you going to answer my question?"

"Forest Park Golf Club Sir, but please."

He cut me off with, "Either trust me or don't, when I ask a question I expect you to answer."

"I do trust you but."

"There are no buts, tell me you understand now."

"Yes Sir, I understand."

"I have to go now, I will be in touch very soon."

For about 15 minutes I just sat there looking at the photo on the PC, my mind in turmoil about what might happen in the future, wondering if I could really trust Jim. I was very worried about the level of information he was getting about Olivia and wondered if he was thinking of telling her what was happening, whether this might be about potential blackmail or something else.

10 minutes later my phone vibrated again. The text said, "Call me."

"Hi Sir."

"Wimp, I've been thinking, I do not like my wimps with any bodily hair down below, I want you to shave off all your hair now."

"Sir, Olivia would find that strange'"

"What did I say about questioning me, this is a trivial task."

"Sir, ok I will do it."

"NOW and send me a picture to prove it," with that he hung up.

I sat there thinking about what he had asked me to do. Knowing this was another test I told myself I was either in or out, asking me myself how much I wanted more experiences. For over an hour I argued with myself the pros and cons, the threats, the excitement, the needing it but wondering if it was worth the risk, total turmoil in my mind.

Eventually I got up and went to my bathroom getting my battery operated beard trimmer. I undressed looking down at the hair around my penis and balls, trimmer in my hand, scared. I trimmed a little being careful not to cut myself, and then a little more until eventually I was looking down at an almost bald area. I then took out my disposable razor and put shaving foam all around the area, shaving it very carefully. After I washed myself off I looked at the total bald area, my first thought being that my penis now looked even smaller than I had now come to think it to be. 

I got my phone and took a picture of the area and sent it to Jim with the text, "Hope this is ok Sir."

"It is not, I want a full frontal."

I looked at his text thinking whether I could really take such a picture and send it."

"NOW," said another text.

I took the picture looking at it. I looked pitiful standing with no bodily hair, I already had little or no hair on my chest or legs. I sent the picture to him.

"You look like the WIMP you are, it's hard to see your pitiful cock in the pic, LOL, I'll be in touch soon."

I looked at myself again now wondering for the first time what I was going to tell Olivia. I was sure she would think that I had lost my mind, that there was indeed something wrong with me. I looked at my watch knowing she would be home soon so I got dressed and went out to cut the grass, something I had told her I would be doing that day. I could not help thinking about the feeling of bareness around my penis area, liking it.

As I cut the grass my phone vibrated, "Does WIMP like bald feeling?"

"Yes Sir, I do but worried about Olivia."

"LOL tell her you were trimming yourself and the razor slipped so you had to finish it off LOL."

"I'll try that Sir."

With that he was gone again. I finished the grass just as I heard Olivia drive her car into the driveway. I went out and helped her take her golf clubs into the house. I couldn't help looking at her wondering if in fact she had been golfing, whether she might be playing something other than golf. She asked me if I had finished my client stuff, whether I had finished work for the weekend. When I told her that I had she asked me to run her a bath.

"Did you not shower after your golf?"

"No, I didn't bother, I felt like having a bath."

I then took her golf shoes and bag out of her car and couldn't help notice how clean her shoes were, getting me thinking about her again. I told myself to stop being stupid, Olivia is not playing away but the doubts were now in my mind.

I went up to run her bath only to notice that I had not cleaned up the bathroom floor where I had trimmed earlier. Panicking I started gathering up the hair when Olivia walked in.

"What's that?"

"I decided earlier to trim a little and I kind of got carried away," I said nervously.

"You mean you shaved down below?"

"Yes, I just thought it was a bit too hairy."

"How much did you trim, there seems to be a lot there."

"All of it."

"Oh my god let me see'"

"Maybe later," I said laughing.

"Go on, I've never seen you very trimmed before."

I lowered my trousers and briefs and she started laughing. 

"Did you actually shave too, why would you do that?"

"Yes, I did, why are you laughing?"

"Sorry, but you look so eh small, like a little boy with no hair, sorry."

"Do you think I'm small?"

"I said sorry, I didn't mean that."

"Do you think that?"

"Sorry, no you're not," not exactly sounding convincing.

I looked at her, raised my trousers and went back to gathering up the hair and running her bath. I left her getting into the bath, her saying "Sorry, I really didn't mean to say that."

I went back down to my office now feeling totally inadequate in the eyes of my wife as well as Jim, John and Dave. I wondered how many more would witness what I now was totally aware of, that my cock was pitifully small, even more so while bald. 

I emailed Jim telling him what had happened with Olivia. Within an hour he replied:

To Wimp

From Sir

Subject Small Cock

Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me what happened with Olivia. I am glad that you now know understand your short comings. That will help you with the new experiences that you will have in the future. You are beginning to understand that you are nothing but a submissive wimp, put on the earth to please others as they see fit. 

It is interesting that Olivia used the word "small", it is rare for a wife to ever actually tell her husband that even if she thinks it. That is indeed very interesting, I wonder what is she comparing you to in her mind when she said that!!

I will be in touch soon to start your real education...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 04



This is the fourth part of my first story. I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how I have got to where I am now. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! I'm assuming Gay Male but could be BDSM.

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It's now four weeks since my life changed, still debating whether for the better or not.

Four weeks ago I met a guy for the first time for what I hoped would be some good clean safe sex, maybe a blowjob or mutual wank. The guy, Jim, had a different idea as somehow he had seen in me, from messages exchanged online, a submissive nature. 

As of now I have only met him once but I have already had several experiences at his direction. In addition to our one meet where I got to suck his large cock, I have been humiliated and used by his brother and a mate. In addition I have come to totally realise my own shortcomings in the cock department. I had always thought myself average but now realise small is more accurate. This became more evident last week when Jim had me shave myself completely which exposed how small I actually am. 

What made it worse was that my wife, Olivia, laughed when she saw me shaven and for the first time in our lives she said how small I looked. Though she apologised many times and said she didn't mean it, the look in her eyes when she laughed and said it told me the truth. If she hadn't thought it before she certainly did at that moment.

I am still worried as to what I got myself into but I am nevertheless excited and anxious as to what will happen in the future. I check my secret phone and email many times a day to check whether Jim has got in touch. I also look at the pictures Jim has of me, one with me sucking his Brothers mate, Dave, and one of me full frontal naked after shaving myself entirely.

Jim says I have to trust him but I am very concerned where the pictures might turn up in the future. I have a very responsible professional job, an accountant, looking after many clients around the country on behalf of the company I work for.

My other main concern is how often Jim mentions Olivia. He now knows her name, her details, her golf club and the fact that she laughed at me last weekend. I plead with him to leave her out of everything and he keeps telling me to trust him but I cannot help thinking what he might be up to.

It is now Wednesday after the weekend of my humiliation with Olivia. I have not heard yet from Jim since the email last Saturday evening. I am trying to behave normally at work but I think that several of my colleagues are looking at me funnily. I have been less than patient with some of them and I think that has been noticed. My personal secretary has asked me several times if everything is okay but I tell her it is and to stop asking me. I wonder what they would all say if they saw the pictures or knew what I had done 

to date. I think they would enjoy my humiliation.

The day was spent mostly in meetings with some preparation for next week when I am due to travel to different parts of the country, including Jim's home town. I wonder if Jim will be free to meet me and whether he will have new tasks or experiences for me. Although scared I know I really want more new experiences and hope that I can satisfy Jim's wishes for me. After every meeting I checked my phone and email but still no word from him.

Thursday was similar with more meetings and final preparation for my week away. Again no contact from Jim and I am beginning to wonder if he has decided I'm not worth his time or efforts. I wonder if I should contact him but think that he would not want that. As I was driving home that evening I nearly crashed my car when my secret phone vibrated in my pocket.

"Can you talk, if so call me now," the text said.

I pulled over the car into a motel carpark and immediately called his number.

"Hi Sir, how has your week been?"

"Hi Wimp, it has been good, I have been thinking about whether I want to continue with your education or not."

"Why Sir, have I done something wrong?"

"I'm just not sure that you're serious about learning how to be a true sub, have you been giving it much thought?"

"All the time Sir, Olivia at home and all at work think I'm acting strangely, I keep checking my phone and email and I was worried when I did not hear from you, Sir I desperately want to please you."

"Olivia ever mention your small cock since?"

"No Sir, but I have caught her watching me every day when I am getting undressed or dressed."

"Wimp you do know what she's thinking, don't you?"

"I assume Sir that she is thinking how small I am."

Laughing he said, "Probably she's thinking how come she thought you were anything bit pitiful."

"Maybe she is Sir, that is probably the worst of all that has happened so far, that she might be thinking that."

Laughing again, "You've been humiliated in public, scared of being arrested, sucked the cocks of my brother and his mate and what you're worried most about is your wife thinking your cock is small, ha ha ha ha."

"Sir please stop laughing at me, I know I'm small."

"You really are a pathetic wimp, I think I will continue your education, if only to show you how humiliation really works, how good and bad I can make you feel."

"Thank you Sir."

"Now, tell me what are your work plans next week."

"On Monday and Tuesday I am in your town Sir, Wednesday and Thursday I travel onto Dodstown and Friday I come home to the office here."

"Are you staying in the same hotel?"

"Yes Sir."

"Ok Wimp, I want you to get a mini suite in the hotel, I might just move in with you for the two nights."

"Yes Sir, I will change the room when I get home tonight, may I ask what you have planned?"

"No, you may not, I have not decided yet but you will enjoy whatever I choose, I have to go now, keep your phone close, will be in touch, bye."

With that he was gone and suddenly I was content and happy that he had been in touch. I was truly becoming attached to Jim and looking forward to learning more from him. Although still scared and nervous I wanted next week to come quickly.

I carried on home to be greeted by Olivia with the usual peck on the cheek, asking how my day was. She commented that I appeared to be in better form and I told her that I thought I had secured a new client. 

"That's great, maybe now you won't be so anxious all the time. You're away next week, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm away from Monday to Friday."

"Ok."

"Have you any plans for next week."

"Not yet, I might play some more golf and Jenny has been talking about having a night out, I might do that."

"That's a good idea, no point in you being in all week when I'm away."

Laughing she said, "Whether you're away or not."

I didn't quite know what to make of her comment but I let it go. I didn't want to think about the possibilities of Olivia playing away from home. 

On the Friday I went to work as usual, getting as much preparation as possible done for the client meetings the next week. I didn't know how much of my time Jim intended to use up so I wanted as much done as possible. The meetings were with important clients and I didn't want anything to go wrong with them. My secretary asked me where I wanted to stay so that she could book my hotels. I told her I would do it myself which surprised her as that had never happened before. I didn't want her asking why I might want a mini suite. 

"Grand, do it yourself so," she said as she left my office.

All of the next weekend I was nervous but excited at what might happen during my trip. I so wanted to experience new things but just wasn't sure exactly they might be. Of course I had some thoughts based on what had happened so far. I assumed that Jim would want me to do more to him and him to me including being the first one to fuck me. That scared me a little but deep down I knew I wanted it to happen at some stage. What else he might have planned I had no idea. 

Olivia asked me about our weekend away and we agreed that we would go away in two weeks' time, I asked her to think about where she would like to go. That got her off my back a bit and gave me time to enjoy my week away.

On the Sunday morning I woke to an email from Jim.

ToWimp

FromSir

SubjectYour trip

I assume you have been thinking about your trip and how you will please me. I want you to bring the following items:

-White, black, red and yellow briefs

-Picture of you and Olivia together and some of Olivia on her own

No questions allowed, just do it or don't bother meeting me.

I looked at the list of items trying to figure out why he would want these things. Of course the picture scared me but my most curiosity were the different colour briefs. I replied that I would get the items, not thinking it wise to raise any issues about my concern about the picture. I could do that when I met him.

He sent me another email that evening to tell me to contact him as soon as I arrived in his town on the following day. I replied that I would.

That night I barely slept at all and my tossing and turning in the bed drove Olivia so mad she went to the bed in our guest bedroom. On the Monday morning I apologised to her telling her she could get lots of sleep while I'm away. She laughed and said that she would enjoy the bed on her own. With the usual peck on the cheek and hug I left for the train station and got my train to Clonalty, the town in which Jim lived. Although only an hour away I usually stayed over there when meeting clients before travelling on further south to meet others.

On reaching Clonalty I proceeded to my first meeting with an old client that I have been dealing with for over twenty years. Although not a big client in fee terms he was one of my first so I remained loyal to him. He was having a big problem with the revenue and I needed to help him sort it out. We were going to meet with revenue officials to determine what kind of a settlement might be acceptable to them. On the way in the taxi to the Client's office I took out my phone and texted Jim.

"Sir, I have arrived, am in taxi on way to my first meeting."

Immediately I got a reply, "Good Wimp, what part of town in the meeting in?"

I texted him the area and got back, "Ok enjoy your meeting, I will be in touch."

When I got to the office building I nervously looked around expecting to see Jim but there was no sign of him. When I approached the security man to sign in I thought he looked strangely at me and I wondered if he was another friend of Jim. He told me I could go up to my client. I was becoming paranoid now that everyone I came into contact with was a friend of Jim.

The meeting went well with a settlement figure agreed which pleased my client. He asked me to dinner that evening in order to thank me but I cried off saying that I had already agreed to meet with another client. He seemed to accept my reason and said we would do it next time I was in town. I left him to go onto my next meeting which was at noon in a nearby office.

On the way my phone vibrated.

"Where are you Wimp?"

I told him the general area and that I was on my way to my second meeting.

"How long is the next meeting going to take?"

"Sir, we are having a short meeting and then going to lunch."

"Where is the lunch?"

"I do not know Sir, my client has booked somewhere."

"Ok, I want you to text me the location of the lunch before you go there."

"Yes, Sir as soon as I know."

I met my client and asked immediately where lunch was. He seemed to think it strange that I asked but told me that it was a local Italian restaurant called Roma. I excused myself to go to the men's room and texted Jim the details.

We had our short meeting reviewing some figures that I had sent him for a major project on which he was working. Then we headed for lunch. Once again I was very nervous as I was expecting to see Jim at any moment or to have someone else mention him to me. We got to Roma and took our seats in one of the corners, my client treated like their best customer. Maybe he was for all I knew. We had a glass of wine while awaiting our food and chatted about his kids, both of who were in Europe on a break. Our starters arrived and we proceeded to eat what was delicious Italian food. 

While the waiters were clearing our starter dishes I looked over to the other tables around us. It was then that I noticed a man eating on his own, the menu up to his face. While I continued to look at him he dropped the menu but it was not Jim as I had thought, or maybe even that I had hoped. We then had our main course with neither of us wishing any desserts. Both of us ordered coffee. 

Just as the waiter left another customer came up behind me and seemed to accidently push against our table and spilled some wine on me. When I looked up it was Jim.

"Oh I'm sorry, don't know what happened there, 

let me buy the two of you another wine to make up for it."

My client responded, "No, You're ok, accidents happen, no harm done."

"But I've spilled some wine on your friend here it's the least I could do, I insist," he said looking directly at me.

I said, "Ok, if you insist, maybe you'd like to join us for one."

My client looked over at me funnily, obviously finding it strange that I would invite a total stranger to join us.

Jim called the Waiter over and ordered three glasses of what we were drinking. I continued to wipe my wet trousers and I excused myself to go check if I could maybe dry them in the men's room. 

Jim laughed, "Don't get caught with your trousers off in there."

I left my client and Jim chatting and went to the men's room. Seeing there was an electric hand dryer on the wall I looked around to see of anyone else was there. Seeing no one I quickly took my trousers off and started to dry them using the dryer. Just then the door opened and two younger guys came in. They looked at me strangely and at each other.

"Wine accident." I said.

They laughed, did their business and left.

Before my trousers were totally dry the door opened again and Jim walked in. 

"Hi Wimp, were you waiting for me."

"Yes Sir, I did expect you to come in."

He went into one of the cubicles and signalled for me to join him. 

"On your knees, we don't have long."

Immediately I dropped to my knees and undid and dropped his trousers, even without being asked. I took his cock out and started sucking on it straight away.

"Wimp I can see that you have missed cock," as he held my head and fucked my mouth roughly. I was gagging, trying to take it in my mouth when he started cumming heavily. I tried to swallow it but it was coming so fast some of it dripped out.

"What have I told you about not spilling any of Sirs' cum?"

"Sorry, Sir I tried not to."

"Ok, for now, you are going to have to learn how to take it all, now get back to your client."

I quickly tidied up, put my trousers on and went back to my table on which the three full glasses lay.

"Where's he gone," I asked my client.

"He said he had to take a phone call, I don't mind telling you he seems to be somewhat weird, he kept asking if I thought someone would take advantage of you in the men's room if they found you without your trousers on."

I laughed, "Maybes he gone, let's hope so anyway, lets drink our wine and get out of here."

Shortly after we left and said our goodbyes. I hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address of my next meeting on the other side of the town. My phone vibrated.

"Wimp where are you now?"

"Sir, I'm in taxi on way to my next meeting, that should last about two hours and then I plan to check into my hotel."

"Ok, let me know when you on the way to the hotel, when you check in get two key cards."

"Yes Sir I will do that."

The two hours with my next client, our biggest one in this town, seemed to last forever. I did my best to give them my full attention but my mind kept drifting to what might happen later this evening. At the end of the meeting my client asked me if I was free for dinner but I told him I was meeting a friend.

"A Fun friend?," he laughed

"No, just an old friend I haven't seen for a while."

"Enjoy it, you know if you ever wanted company while you staying over I could arrange that!"

I laughed nervously, "I'm a happily married man but thanks anyway."

"Happily married men have fun too, anyway have a good evening."

On that note I said goodbye and left the office. I was surprised at his closing comments as in the many years we had been meeting nothing like that had ever been said before. I wondered why he had said it now; had he noticed some change in me? I told myself that I was being silly and overthinking everything. In any event I had other things on my mind.

It was now 4.40pm. I texted Jim that I was on the way to the hotel. He told me to check in and to text me my room number. When I got to the hotel the male receptionist, when checking me in, asked me if it right that I wanted a mini suite. When I confirmed that he asked if I was travelling alone. When I said yes he seemed surprised that I wanted the suite. He looked even more surprised when I then asked for two key cards. I said that a friend might stay over if we have too much to drink later. He smiled at me, gave me the keys and told me to have a good evening.

I left the reception desk telling myself to stop being stupid, I should have said straight away that I would not be alone. 

When I got to the room I looked around and was surprised at how large it was. There were two double bedrooms, large living area, large bathroom and an extra ensuite shower. There was also a well-stocked mini bar. I unpacked my bag and went to have a shower. After my shower while drying off, my phone rang.

"Wimp, have you checked in?"

"Yes Sir."

"Did you forget something?"

"Oh Sorry Sir, I forgot to send you the room number, its 405."

"Open the door."

"Now Sir?"

"Open the door WIMP."

I went to the door and looked out of the peep hole, only to see Jim standing outside. I opened the door immediately and he barged in, dropping a bag on the floor.

He looked at me standing there with a towel around my waist. He told me to lose the towel.

"You're even smaller than I remember Wimp, why did you send me the room number?"

"Sorry Sir I was going to after my shower. How did you know where I was?"

I was in the lobby when you arrived and followed you up, and waited to see if you would follow simple instructions, go stand in the corner and face the wall."

I did as he had commanded. I heard him look around the suite and take his bag into the main bedroom. I heard him open the wardrobe in which I had hung my clothes and open and close the drawers in which I had put my underwear and socks.

I'm not sure how long I was standing there, it seemed a long time. 

"Turn around."

When I turned he was sitting on the sofa, sipping what looked like Bourbon. He stared at me and looked my body up and down, not saying anything for what seemed like ten minutes.

"What do you think is going to happen tonight?"

"I'm not sure Sir."

"Come on tell me, you must have thought about it."

"I assume Sir that you want me to suck your cock and maybe others as well."

"You think that's all?"

"Probably not Sir but I don't know what you might want from me."

"You will find out soon enough, I have a lot of new experiences for you, I hope you will trust me fully and not question what I tell you to do, that's if you really want to learn how to be my true Sub"

"I do Sir; I hope I will not let you down."

"Ok, the first thing we are going to do is to go for dinner to a favourite restaurant of mine, then we will go a private club."

"What kind of a club Sir?"

"Ok, another rule you have to learn, you do not ask questions, is that clear?"




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 04



"Yes Sir."

"Go get dressed, wear what I have put on your bed."

When I went into my bedroom I could not see any clothes.

"Sir, where are my clothes?"

"Wimp, the main bedroom is mine, yours is the smaller one."

I went to the other bedroom. On the bed were some of my clothes and some which were not. I put on a plain white shirt, red trousers (not mine) and the yellow briefs. Over that went my casual black jacket. I went back to the living room where Jim was still seated on the sofa. He told me to stand before him.

"Wimp you look fine, proper attire for my club."

We left the hotel together, the receptionist looked over at me, smiled and winked. I looked away as Jim noticed him.

"What's the story there, does he like you or something?"

"No Sir, just I kind of messed up when I was checking in, saying I was staying alone, he seemed surprised."

He looked over at the receptionist again telling me that I might not be good at reading people and that he thought the receptionist might like his cock sucked. He laughed as we left the hotel.

We took a local tram to the restaurant. The tram was very busy and we were very close. He grabbed my balls through my trousers and squeezed them hard. When I yelped a bit he told me to shut up and be silent. I noticed two middle aged guys sitting down next to us who had seen what had happened and they looked at me and Jim. When Jim squeezed me again I was looking directly at the two guys and they said something to each other and laughed. When I went to look away Jim told me to keep staring at them. He continued to squeeze my balls and lowered my trousers zip displaying my yellow briefs to the two guys. As the crowd grew in the tram Jim turned me around to face the two guys. He looked down at them, smiling at them and signalling down towards my trousers. They looked at each other and at the people around them, none of whom seemed to notice what was going on. One of the guys reached out and squeezed my balls hard, looking directly into my eyes for a reaction. When there was none, even though he was really hurting me, he pinched my penis through my briefs. His friend just looked on and laughed.

Jim turned me around and told me to zip myself up.

"We are out at the next stop, say thank you to the guys."

"Thank you."

"Does he do more?" one of the guys asked Jim. 

"He's new, I am going to find out later."

"If you want any help here's my number, call us," he said, handing Jim a business card.

With that we reached our stop and left the tram. After a short walk we reached the restaurant where Jim was greeted like an old friend. We were given seats in the far corner which was relatively private and secluded from the main part of the restaurant. We sat down and Jim ordered for both of us, not even asking me what I liked or not. 

When the food arrived he had ordered me a large salad while getting himself a large steak and chips. He had a beer while I had water.

When I looked at the food he said, "You will eat food that is suitable for wimps, not for real men."

The owner of the restaurant came over and sat down talking to Jim.

"Is this the new guy you were telling me about?"

"Yes, what do you think?"

"Looks a lot wimpish, just like you said, you taking him to the Club?"

"Yes, that's the plan, not sure yet what I will do with him, might have to take it easy on him first time, then again maybe not."

"Is he a natural cock sucker?"

"You want to find out for yourself?"

He smiled as Jim pushed my head down towards his lower body. I leant down and opened his trousers taking out his cock. It was not too big but was hard as I started sucking it, taking it all in my mouth as he held my head and pushed it down on his cock hard. It wasn't long before he came in my mouth. Thankfully he wasn't a big cummer and I had no problem swallowing it all. When I raised my head Jim was smiling, obviously pleased with what he had seen.

"Well, what did you think?"

"Not bad, good for a beginner but I'm sure, with practice, he will get better and better."

The owner left our table, thanking Jim and wishing him a good evening. In all of the time at the table he never spoke to me.

Shortly after, we left and went to a nearby bar, where Jim had another beer while I had more water. I guessed that was the way it was going to be. Jim spent the time talking to the bar man, chatting about the previous night's football game. The bar man did not seem to find it strange that Jim never said a word to me and I wondered if this was an usual place for him to bring his Sub's. I also wondered if the bar man ever got any benefits. I looked at him more carefully now, seeing a guy probably in his 30's, well built, and I surprised myself by wondering what kind of a cock he had. Was this going to happen every time I was in the company of Jim?

After he finished his drink we left the bar.

"Tell me Wimp, what were you thinking in there?"

"Sir, I thought you were going to have me suck his cock."

"And would you have liked that?"

"Sir, I will do as you tell me."

"That's not what I asked you."

"Sir, being honest I was beginning to think about the guys cock."

"Good, I knew you were a natural cock sucker, let's go."

We walked about two miles, Jim walking about two steps in front of me. We then went to a plain red door with no signage, number or name. He rang the bell and the door opened. A large black guy greeted Jim by name, welcoming him back. He took Jim's jacket and also took mine.

Jim walked ahead into a large lobby area greeting several guys along the way. 

"Is it busy tonight?" he asked another guy, who he called Mark.

"Hi Jim, actually yes it is for a Monday evening. Is this a new one? I don't think I've seen him before."

"Yes, totally new, first time out with me."

"Ha Ha hope he knows what to expect."

"As you know that doesn't matter, tonight is his first test, we'll see how he gets on."

"Enjoy the evening, see you later."

We then went upstairs to a large room. The room was dimly lit with groups of chairs and low tables. At the tables were about 8 groups, ranging from 2 guys to 6 guys. In the middle of the room was a mid-level platform.

Jim went to an empty table with four chairs and sat down in the chair facing out into the room. He signalled to me to take the seat next to him. A large young black man approached the table.

"The usual Jim?"

"Yes please Frank."

Frank then brought the now standard beer and water. I looked around the room. At end table was at least one guy in a white shirt and red trousers. At some there were two. None of the red trousered guys seemed to be saying or doing anything other than sitting still and drinking water. I followed their lead. It was not long before we were joined by two guys, one in the shirt and trousers.

"Hey Jim, how you been."

"Hi Tony, I see you brought your number one with you tonight. That's good, my wimp here can see what can happen with proper training and education. Wimp, say hello to Bitch."

"Hi Bitch."

"Hi Wimp."

Tony and Bitch received the same drinks as Jim and I. 

Jim and Tony chatted about various subjects for the next hour, never even looking or saying anything to Bitch and I. As I looked around the room I saw that the same was happening at all the tables.

I then heard a large bell sound; I looked at the clock and saw that it was midnight. 

Immediately all of the red trousered guys stood up and removed their shoes, socks, shirt and trousers, all in the same order. Jim looked at me and I followed the others example and stripped to my waist.

I was now standing dressed only in my yellow briefs in a room full of guys. I took the opportunity to look around the room. Thirteen guys were standing and what I noticed is that we all wore briefs, albeit of different colours. Three wore yellow including me, four wore white, five wore red and one, Bitch, had black briefs on. 

The guy we had met in the lobby, Mark, walked into the room and clapped his hands. 

"Stand in a circle in the middle of the floor."

The others, who I now assumed all were Subs, walked to the middle of the floor. I looked at Jim who signalled for me to follow. I noticed that Bitch walked to the starting position, marked by a big X on the floor. The guys in red briefs then stood to his right. The guys in white next stood in a circular line. It was obvious that the other two guys, like me, were total newbies and we looked at each other. Assuming we were last I stood next to the last guy in the white briefs and the others followed suit, to complete the circle, next to Bitch.

"Do the walk," Mark then said.

Bitch turned towards the guy to his left in yellow briefs and signalled for him to walk slowly. Immediately all thirteen of us starting walking slowly in a circle, being looked up and down by all the seated guys. Many pointed at us and made comments to their colleagues. Some laughed at the comments, others sneered. We must have walked around for about five minutes before Mark again clapped his hands.

"Take your position."

Bitch indicated to me and the other yellow briefed guys to stand in the corner, where I now noticed for the first time on the floor a yellow X. I looked around the room and noticed each of the different coloured groups go to a designated point. Bitch was left alone on the black X spot. 

"Ok, as we can see we have three new play partners. You should now go back to your Master."

The three of us in yellow looked at each other and then did as instructed. Jim signalled me to sit between him and Tony. They ordered more drinks from Frank. I was constantly looking around the room anxiously waiting to see what would happen next.

Mark clapped his hand again. Each of the guys in white briefs then walked to the centre of the floor and each removed the briefs of another. There were now four naked guys, two were already erect, one average, one large. The other two were semi erect. I noticed all four had uncut cocks. They then walked around the room, stopping at each table and turning around slowly to allow for a full slow inspection by all the men in the room. Some of the men signalled the guys to come closer to them, feeling their chests, cocks, balls and ass. One guy seemed to like nipples, pinching at least one nipple of all four guys. This inspection lasted around twenty minutes after which the four naked guys were back to their white X spot.

I watched all of the action intently, wondering if I would be asked to follow the same actions or whether I was only to watch and learn. Jim watched me taking in all the action but no words were spoken to me.

I watched Mark again go to the middle of the floor and again clap his hands. 

The five guys in red briefs now moved to the centre. Bitch approached them and one by one he took down their briefs and touching them on the head, he had each take a kneeling position. When he was finished the five guys were knelt in a circle facing the tables. Bitch returned to his own spot.

I looked closely at the guys and noted that most were erect, varying from average sized to large. All again were uncut and I was beginning to wonder if I was the only one there with a cut cock. I certainly by far had the smallest cock from all I had seen so far. 

Five of the Masters then left their chairs and approached the Kneeling Subs. Each took a position in front of one Sub. From what I could remember none stood before their own Sub.

Without any signal that I could see each of the Subs reached out and lowered the Masters trousers, lowering then their underwear and immediately taking their cocks into their mouths. I was fascinated looking at five guys all sucking cock at the same time. It seemed that they were all sucking at the same pace as if they all knew exactly what and when to do. As I thought about it I realised that of course that was exactly the case. They had obviously graduated from yellow to white to red. I assumed that was the order of the Subs, though I could not be sure whether the naked white guys would undertake more tasks or not.

The sucking continued with some of the Masters a bit more roughly than the others. Some of the Subs were gagging a bit but none resisted. I also noticed that no hands were used and that each of the Sub's hands were behind their backs as they knelt and sucked. Before long each of the Masters began to cum and each of the Subs swallowed, with no visible spillage from any mouth. After each had cum the Masters continued to stand. When all had cum, each of the Masters moved to the Sub on their right. The Subs then began to lick clean the new cock in front of them. When this was complete the Subs pulled up the Master's underwear and trousers.

The Masters returned to their tables. The Subs stood and all five then kissed openly and with full mouths all of the other subs. Each kiss lasted about 30 seconds. They then went back to their allocated spot.

I looked around to see what would happen next. I assumed that Bitch would be next in action and I have to admit that I looked forward to seeing him naked. I couldn't help notice that, even with his black briefs on, he seemed very well endowed.

Nothing happened for about ten minutes as all I could hear were the conversations going on at the various tables. Jim and Tony continued to chat about sports with no reference to me or any of the action taking place in front of our eyes.

Mark again entered the scene.

"Ok Yellows, centre of the floor."

It took a moment for me to realise that he was talking to me and the other two newbies. Only when I saw the others walk to the middle of the floor did I react and follow their lead.

Bitch again left his spot and approached us. I was very nervous and I could see the same feelings in the other two. He lined us up in a straight line, about two feet apart.

He then approached the first of us.

"Name?"

"James," he responded.

A lot of laughter reverberated around the room. "Not your real name."

"Oh, I'm Useless."

"Yes you are," Bitch noted. He then proceeded to remove his briefs and taking his hand took him to the first table. Two Masters were at this table. They both looked at Useless up and down, feeling his cock and balls. I noticed that Useless was erect, uncut and about 6 inches. When the two Masters were finished Bitch then took him onto the other tables where the process was repeated.

This exercise was repeated with the Sub next to me, he was called Pleasure. Pleasure was similar in build to Useless.

It was now my turn and I had become turned on by the activity to date and so I was erect. I told all that I was Wimp. When Bitch dropped my briefs I could feel all eyes on me. I was immediately sure that all were looking at my small cut cock. 

I was brought to my first table where the two Masters sniggered openly when feeling my cock and equally small balls. When I reached Jim and Tony, I heard Tony say.

"I know you said small but I didn't think it was so tiny. Is that as big as it gets?"

"Yes, it is, that is when he gets erect, which I doubt is very often."

Both Jim and Tony squeezed my balls tightly and I squirmed with the pain. I was glad when I had completed all the tables as I now felt utterly humiliated, utterly inadequate, even when compared to the other Subs. Even they seemed to be laughing and sniggering at my inadequacies. We were then sent back to our Master's tables and were rewarded with more water.

It was now 1.30 am and I wondered how long more we would stay in the club. I had a meeting at 9am which Jim was aware of. I wondered if I would get any sleep before meeting my Client.

Mark came back into the room and just looked over at Bitch. Bitch then went to the platform in the middle of the floor and stood on it. The platform then began to rise to about four feet from the ground. Bitch then removed his own briefs to reveal a very generous uncut thick cock. He was erect, and looked very fit. It was only then that I noted that all the Subs were clean shaven and totally bald in the penis area.

He then stood upright facing the room for a few minutes. All eyes in the room were looking at him, he was by far the best specimen of all the Subs on display. 

Bitch then knelt on all fours on the platform and started to bark like a dog. This was obviously the signal for the Masters to leave their tables and approach Bitch, where all of them, other than those with new subs, did. Some of them signalled to their own Sub who went and lowered their Masters trousers and briefs, taking them and folding them carefully. These Masters then proceeded to have their cocks sucked by Bitch, who managed to take two at the same time in his mouth. The other Masters felt Bitch up all over his body, some fingering his ass, spanking him, pinching his nipples, slapping his face while he sucked the cock of another. I watched fascinated by the abuse that Bitch was taking in total silence. 

It wasn't long before one Master put his cock up against the ass of Bitch. Very visibly Bitch raised his ass, obviously wanting his ass to be taken. The Master didn't need to be asked twice and he immediately rammed his hard cock into Bitch's ass and furiously began to fuck him very hard. While this was happening he was taking two in his mouth and others were being wanked by their own Sub. As I watched I was trying to keep up with who was doing what to Bitch, who had cum in his mouth or ass or who had cum while being wanked on different parts of his body. By the time it was over I counted that he had been fucked five times, taken five in his mouth, and had cum on his face, chest, ass and tummy. 

Each Sub then went and cleaned the cock of their master with their mouth, dressed them with the Masters going back to their relevant tables.

Bitch was lying on his back on the platform. Mark returned to the room clapping his hands again. 

The four guys that had been in white briefs walked to the platform. Together in unison they got onto the platform and each with their mouths and tongues began to clean Bitch up, licking up all of the cum off his body. This included cleaning his ass with one of the Subs tonguing it to clean him totally. They then all kissed each other with each of them kissing Bitch before returning to the table of their own Master. 

Bitch then got up from the platform and came to my table. He reached out his hand to me which I gave him. He led me to the platform and positioned me on all fours. He then stepped back. 

The platform raised about another two feet and started to move in a circular manner, I was now on display to all the men in the room, ass raised up and my tiny penis hanging down between my legs. I heard much chat, laughing and jeering.

The platform stopped moving and there stood in front of me naked was Jim.

He placed his cock against my face and I immediately took his cock in my mouth and started sucking him. After a few minutes he stopped and walked away. I expected another cock to take his place but that did not happen. I then felt a hand on my ass. I looked around and saw that Jim was standing behind me. He slapped me hard on my ass, I assume because I had looked around so I looked forward again. I expected him to finger my ass for a while but the next thing I felt was him pushing his large cock into me. I had never been fucked before and the feeling was one of extreme pain.

In my mind I had always known from my first meeting that he would fuck me. What I had thought would happen is that he might start by fingering me, opening me up gradually to prepare me for taking him. What was happening now felt like I was being raped. He was fucking me hard and fast, each time thrusting his full cock into my virginal ass. I could not help but scream with each thrust which encouraged all of the other Masters to cheer and call out.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 04



"Fuck the Wimp", "Hurt the Wimp", "What a fucking Wimp, very well named"

They started to clap to the beat of his fucking of my ass which encouraged Jim to fuck me even faster. The pain was going right through my body and I was now crying and whimpering, much to the amusement of all in the room, including the other Subs. Eventually I felt Jim tense up and I knew he was close to cumming. He slapped my ass hard as he finally came hard in me, I felt his cum spill into me.

When he was finished I went to move but was stopped. Jim came around to my mouth and placed his wet cock into my mouth. I knew what to do and started cleaning his cock, licking it dry. Once that was complete he slapped me on the head, almost like praising a dog for my behaviour. He was then handed something by Mark. I did not look up as I was slapped the previous time I looked. I then saw some flashes and it was obvious that Jim was taking pictures of me.

When he was finished the other Masters came over and looked at me closely, most of them looking at me from behind. I expected someone to do something to me but nothing more happened. Bitch came over to me signalling for me to get up. He handed me my yellow briefs which he indicated I should put back on. He then took me back to Jim and I sat down in my seat at his signal.

I looked around and noted that my fellow yellow briefed Subs were now looking very nervous as they must now be aware of what might happen. Before I could see any more Jim spoke.

"Wimp, get dressed we're leaving."

With that he got up, said goodbye to Tony and left the room. I hurried after him and I was wondering if I displeased him in some way. As I left the room I saw that Pleasure was being led to the platform and I was disappointed not to witness what might happen to him.

When we got outside, Jim walked to a waiting taxi. He got in the front with me in the back and we returned to my hotel. We immediately went to my suite and to my relief the same receptionist was not at his desk. On entering the suite Jim spoke for the first time since leaving the club.

"Get me bourbon"

I went to the mini bar and poured him his drink. He finished his drink while I stood before him. He then got up, handed me the empty glass.

"Ok Wimp, I'm off to bed, I suggest you do the same, I will now go think about your behaviour tonight, good night Wimp."

"Good night Sir," was all I could think of to say. I was afraid to say anything else for fear of displeasing him. I was wondering if he was not happy with how I had acted, had I disrespected him? Should I have said more? Should I have thanked him? Was he upset that I had been silent while he fucked me? My mind was trying to think of how I might have displeased him? 

I then went to my room, trying to stay awake in case he came in. I set the alarm for 7.30am, only four hours away. However, the long day and night caught up with me and I fell asleep quickly.

The following morning I was awoken by a slap on the head. I looked at the bedside clock and saw that it was 6.00am. Opening my eyes I was confronted by an erect cock, barely two inches from my mouth. I opened my mouth and Jim placed his cock in there, then pushed it all the way in, almost gagging me. This woke me up more and I started sucking on it greedily.

Jim laughed. "Even when you half asleep you're a natural cock sucker, look at you, you can't get enough cock."

It wasn't long before he climaxed in my mouth. This time I swallowed every drop.

"Well done Wimp, you're getting better. Last night was only the beginning, now get showered and then we'll talk."

I got out of bed and went to the ensuite shower off my bedroom. I showered quickly and went back to my bedroom, drying myself as I walked. Jim was sitting on me bed.

"Lose the towel."

I dropped the towel, standing naked in front of him. He looked me up and down.

"I still find it hard to believe how small and insignificant you are, WIMP is definitely the right name for you, now tell me what did you think of last night"

"Sir, it was scary but I think I enjoyed it, can I speak openly?"

"Yes Wimp you are free to say whatever you want."

"Sir, for the most part I enjoyed it. I did not know what to expect and most of the night was very exciting. If I am being honest I did not expect you to fuck me like you did. I thought you might have built up to it, prepared me rather than rape me brutally."

Jim stared at me, "You think that was a brutal rape?"

"Yes Sir."

Jim laughed loudly. "Oh Wimp you have such a lot to learn. If I choose to go on with you, you will experience much more than that. I wanted to make sure that you could take hard sex, that you could perform in front of an audience, that you would not fight any instructions or actions."

"Did I satisfy you Sir."

"Yes Wimp you did well enough for your first attempt. What did you think of all the other Subs, did you notice anything?"

"Several things Sir, the different colour briefs indicating some kind of Sub rank, that they all had uncut cocks, that I was by far the smallest of all."

"Do you think you want to wear other colours, Wimp."

"Yes Sir."

"Do you realise what efforts are involved in reaching each colour?"

"I think so Sir."

"It normally takes four meetings at each level. Are you prepared for that level of commitment?"

"Yes Sir, I want to learn more from you."

"Bitch has been with Tony for two years now. Bitch is also a married man but is totally committed to Tony. When Tony calls Bitch comes running to wherever he is required. Bitch has a wife who knows nothing about his activities and he still has sex with her when Tony allows. I have been looking for such a Sub, can you be that Wimp?"

"Can I still talk openly Sir?"

He indicated that I could. "Sir, this is all still very new to me. I think I want more but how can I be sure. I enjoy the cock sucking, I think I enjoyed you fucking me even though my ass is still incredibly sore this morning, I am not sure I like the humiliation about my small cock even though I now totally know how small I am compared to other guys. I am still very worried about Olivia finding out, or my work colleagues. I am not sure what I would do if they found out. You tell me to trust you but how can I be 100% sure about you. Sorry Sir if that offends you."

"Wimp we have to be honest with each other, otherwise this will not work. I think you are a natural Sub, I think this is what you were born to be. You can trust that I will never do anything that I do not think deep down you do not want. I am prepared to invest time in you but only if I have your total commitment."

"Sir I think I want that, at least to try and be what you want me to be."

"Ok, I know you have meetings today so you need to get ready. I have put some new yellow briefs on your bed. Wear only yellow until I tell you otherwise, even when I am not with you."

"What will Olivia say about that Sir?"

"Wimp that is your problem, now go get dressed and get to work, I am going to sleep for a while, will contact you later."

I looked at the clock and saw that I only had thirty minutes to get to my first meeting of the day. I dressed quickly, left the hotel and got to my meeting with only a minute to spare. My ass was still sore and my mind was in overdrive. I somehow got through the meeting, even actually beginning to talk some sense and answer some of my clients questions and concerns. The meeting lasted over an hour and then we had coffee and chatted for a short while before I left for my next appointment.

I checked my phone but there were no messages from Jim. I wondered if he was still sleeping and when I would hear from him. Deep down I was hoping that maybe we would be having more fun tonight before I left for my next stop tomorrow. It still scared me how far I had come in the short time since I had first met Jim.

My next meeting went without incident and I was still waiting on any contact from Jim. I had already agreed before I had travelled to have lunch with this particular client and that went ahead as arranged. At 2.00pm I left the Client to head for my final meeting of the day. This was with a potential new client who had only contacted our Head office the week before. I checked the address from an email and hailed a cab. The offices were in a part of town with which I was not familiar. When I reached the address I noted that it appeared to be a house rather than an office block that I had been expecting.

I rang the door bell and a young woman answered the door. I told her who I was and she instructed me to follow her. She showed me into a large room which looked like a doctor's room with table and chairs, a large couch and an inspection table with stirrups. I sat down and waited to meet the potential client.

I heard the door open before me.

"Hi Wimp."

Stunned I turned around to see Tony, Jim's friend from last night standing there.

"Tony?" was all I could think to say.

He laughed, "So tell me how can you help me sort out my financial problems?"

"How did you know where I worked?"

"Jim arranged this, you have no idea how good he is at gathering information about people."

"Do you want to be a client of our firm?"

He laughed loudly. "I do actually need a new accounting firm but the rates would have to be very good. Do you think you could get me good rates, ha ha."

"What kind of business are you in?"

"I'm a Gynaecologist, isn't that funny, I spend all day looking at pussies but all I like is cock and man pussies." 

I laughed at his comment. "So what financial problems do you have?"

"Actually, I don't have any, business is very good, stand up."

I stood up without question. 

"Strip to your yellows."

Again I did as instructed and stood before him. He pushed a button on his phone.

"Betty, can you come in here please."

I started to gather my clothes.

"Leave them," he shouted as Betty entered the room. She did not appear to be in any way surprised at a guy standing there in briefs.

"Betty, can you get Wimp here ready for an examination while I go clean up."

Tony left the room leaving Betty in front of me looking me up and down. 

"You heard the man, get on the table."

I went to the table and lay down on it. 

"Legs in the stirrups."

I lifted my legs and she strapped them to the stirrups. She then went over to a desk and opened it to reveal some medical instruments. At that moment Tony came back into the room in a white coat.

"Wimp, I need to check whether you have any damage after last night. Betty, can you please remove the yellows."

Betty reached for a incisor blade and using them slit the briefs off me. She then removed them and threw them aside leaving me naked and bound to the table. Betty was the first woman to see me naked since before I had met Olivia.

"What do you think Betty?" Tony asked.

"I can see where he got his name. I have children bigger than him. Did you say he was married?"

"Yes, to Olivia."

"I must say that either Olivia doesn't like sex or she's getting it elsewhere. There is no way that cock could satisfy any woman." She slapped my cock as she said that. "Unusual for Jim to find a cut cock, he must think there's potential here."

"Ok let's start."

Betty lifted my cock up and began examining It closely. She took a tape and measured it.

"1.5 inches." 

She then measured around the base and made another note. She followed that with a detailed examination of my balls and made more notes. She then went to the sink and got some shaving foam and a razor. She proceeded to shave my cock and balls area totally. She then pressed a button and the table lifted leaving my ass area totally exposed and my legs wide apart. She proceeded to shave the entire area from my balls to my ass and my ass area. I felt totally humiliated as she undertook the tasks in total silence. Tony sat at his desk watching.

When she finished shaving me she washed and dried me off but left me in the same position. She got some lubricant and put some into my ass, fingering me roughly as she did it. From my position it was difficult to see what she was doing. Next I felt something being placed against my ass hole and then being inserted into me. It felt very cold but slipped in easily. It did not appear to be thick and did not give me any pain.

She then turned to Tony.

"He's prepared."

"Thanks Betty, I'll take over from here, I'll call you if I need you."

With that Betty left the room and Tony left his desk and walked over to me. He came over alongside me and pinched my nipples hard.

"Wimp, see even Betty thinks you're tiny," he said reaching for what looked like a remote control. He pressed a button and immediately I felt the instrument in my ass began to vibrate, first slowly then much faster.

He looked down at me, "Does Wimp like that?"

"Yes Tony. It is nice."

"What did you call me?"

"Sorry, should I call you Sir as well?"

"Of course Wimp."

He pressed a different button and I felt as if the instrument in me was beginning to grow and expand. It expanded and expanded until I started to scream. Still he didn't stop pressing lightly on the button until a red light appeared on the remote.

He then put it down and went to the end of the table. He examined closely my penis and balls. Lifting them, slapping them, pinching them. I felt as if my insides were being stretched but I had become semi erect.

"Interesting," Tony said as he made more notes. He then pressed a button on the remote which lessened the thickness of the instrument in me. I felt as if the wind was being released from me but the pain remained.

"On a scale from 1 to 10 how bad is the pain?"

"Ten Sir"

He made a note, "Before long you will not regard that as ten."

He again used his phone and asked Betty to return, which she did immediately.

"Ten," he said to her.

"Wimp is correct name," she laughed.

"Can you clean him up."

Betty took the instrument out and cleaned me with some warm water, fingering me as she did that, smiling at me as she did so. As she cleaned me I became fully erect, she looked down, laughed, got the tape and measured me again.

"3.5 inches, should I let him wank for us?" as she made a note. 

Tony looked over, "Wimp show us your cum."

"Please Sir don't make me do that in front of Betty."

They both laughed loudly, Betty slapping my erect cock.

"Do it."

Not wanting a bad report going back to Jim, I began to wank in front of both of them, each standing on one side of me looking down at my face. It wasn't long before I came but as usual not much came out of me. Betty took my fingers and rubbed them in my cum. She then put my fingers to my mouth which I willingly opened to taste my own cum. She then repeated the action but this time rubbing my fingers all around my face. She made more notes.

After she had finished she untied my legs.

"Sort yourself out Wimp."

It was difficult to stand up straight for a moment after my legs being held high and bound for so long. Tony threw new yellow briefs at me and I dressed quickly.

"Jim said for you to return to your hotel immediately, he is waiting."

I left both of them looking at their notes and returned to my hotel by taxi. My ass still felt bloated and stretched as I passed the reception. The receptionist from the previous day called me over saying he had a message for me.

"I was told to tell you that you should go up to your room, to shower and to lie face down on your bed and wait," he said to me smiling with a wide grin.

I was stunned and didn't know how to reply so I just said "Thanks," and left the reception area quickly. I could not believe that Jim had involved the receptionist. I went up to my suite in the lift, wondering what lay in store for me. 

I could not see Jim or anyone when I entered the room. I did as instructed, showered and lay on the bed, waiting for what I didn't know.

I lay there for over 20 minutes, I knew that from the bedside clock. Then I heard some noise outside my bedroom and heard the door open.

"Nice," I heard someone say, "do not even think about turning around, put the pillow over your head."

I felt a hand touch my ass and spread my legs. Fingers then played with my ass, putting some cold lubricant into me. I heard a zip being lowered and felt the pressure on the bed as the person placed themselves next to me. They continued to finger me.

"Nice and Tight," as they reached under me and touched my balls.

He then got up on top of me and I felt a hard cock against my ass. He moved himself up and down my body teasing my ass as he did so. He then positioned himself and placed his cock at the entrance. He pushed himself in and I felt his hardness as he pushed what felt like a large cock into me. He eased in and out gently for a minute or two, building up the pace gradually until he was pounding into me with great force, pushing me down into the mattress. He also held the pillow down as he fucked me hard, and I was finding it difficult to breathe easily. The guy was very fit and kept up the fucking for what seemed a long time, varying the pace between very slow and furiously fast. Eventually the guy started panting hard and came hard in me. I could easily feel his hot cum spurting into me and they seemed to be a lot of it.

When he was finished I went to take the pillow off my head. He stopped me doing it.

"Wait until I'm gone, then count to 100. You can then get up, Jim said to wait by the phone."

With that I heard him getting dressed and leave the room. I counted to 100 and thankfully took the pillow from my head and breathed easily. I wondered who had just fucked me, I wondered if it was in fact Jim disguising his voice, had it been Tony? Could it have been the receptionist?

I lay on the bed, feeling the cum dripping from my ass. I placed my fingers there getting some cum and tasting it. It did not taste like Jim's cum.

A few minutes later the phone rang.

"Wimp, hope you had a good day, we are not going out tonight, order me steak and chips and get yourself whatever you want, we will eat in the suite at 8.30 pm." With that he hung up.

I looked at the clock, it was now 7.30. I picked up the phone and ordered his dinner and some lasagne for myself. I turned on the TV and watched some news programme. I have no idea what the news of the day was as my mind was still in turmoil. At 8pm Jim arrived and I was still naked on the bed.

"Get dressed Wimp, I don't need to see your small cock."

Quickly I dressed in a shirt and trousers, not forgetting my yellow briefs and went out to the living area. Jim was sitting on the large couch drinking a beer and watching a football match on the TV. 

"How was your day Wimp?"

"Interesting Sir, my meetings went well, and then I met Tony, but you know that."

"How did that go?"

"Betty and he examined me fully Sir, they really stretched me out."

"And when you came back?"

"Sir, I did as you instructed and someone, I don't know who, fucked me."

"Wimp, you did well, did you like it when you came?"

"Yes Sir though it was humiliating in front of Betty."

"Did it taste different to the guy who fucked you after?"

I looked at him stunned, wondering how could he possibly know that. He laughed at my obvious shocked face. With that he reached for the remote control and switched channel. The picture changed and I could see myself on the screen sitting in front of Tony's desk before I met him.

"I watched it all Wimp, it makes a great video. He has some great camera angles. Let's watch it together."

We watched as the events in Tony's office took place, with some real close ups of my ass, my face, my small cock. It was even more humiliating to be watching what had happened than I felt when I was actually there. 

Jim said every now and again.




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"Watch carefully, I like this bit," or "I can see you liked that," or "You really are a Wimp."

Just then there was a knock on the door and I looked scarily at Jim, pleading with him to turn the TV off. Instead he froze the screen with an image of me in obvious pain. He told me to go open the door which reluctantly I did. Standing there was a young black guy.

"Room Service, shall I bring it in?"

Jim called out "yes" and the guy entered. He was placing the food on the table when he noticed the TV screen. He looked at Jim and then me and smiled a huge smile. Jim looked up at him.

"Can you bring us some chocolate cake and strawberry ice cream in about an hour?"

"Of course Sir, whatever you want," he replied, not being able to keep his eyes off the TV screen.

He then left and we ate our dinners in silence, watching the rest of the activities from Tony's office. When that finished the scene changed to my suite and my returning there earlier. I looked up at the room ceilings to see where the cameras were but I could not make out any. Jim saw me looking around and told me that I would need to be very good to see where he had put them. 

Jim told me to get him more beer which I emptied into a new glass and gave him. The door sounded with another knock and Jim froze the TV screen again. He shouted, "Come in", and the same guy came in with the requested food.

"We were just about to watch another story here, would you like to see it," Jim asked the guy.

I looked at Jim, pleading with my eyes not to let the guy stay and watch but to no avail. The guy sat down at the table while we took our place on the sofa. Jim asked him to put the cake and ice cream on plates for us while we watched and offered the guy a beer which he accepted.

Jim pressed the play button which showed me coming out of my bathroom and laying face down on the bed. He pressed fast forward for about 19 minutes and then resumed the play. Shortly after, the video showed the bedroom door open and the receptionist walk in. The room service guy gasped when he saw who it was. We all proceeded to watch him take me and then to my humiliation it clearly showed me take his cum from my ass and taste it.

Jim and the guy looked at me in clear humiliation at what we had seen.

"Did you enjoy that," Jim asked him.

"Hottest thing I've seen in a long time, is he your Sub?"

"Yes he is, would you like a tip?"

"Tips are always welcome Sir."

"You have a choice of cash or a blow job."

I looked at Jim with pleading eyes but he dismissed me by looking away.

"I think I have enough cash tips today."

"Get striped Wimp."

At this stage I didn't think there was any point pleading anymore so I took my clothes off and stood naked before the two of them.

The guy started laughing loudly, pointing at my cock. He then said "sorry" when he saw my humiliation.

"No need to be sorry," Jim said, "Wimp knows how insignificant he is, don't you?"

"Yes Sir," I said looking at the ground.

"Look up Wimp, ask the nice boy if you can suck his cock."

I looked up at the smiling guy, "Please can I suck your cock?"

"On your knees, Wimp."

I knelt before him. He unzipped his uniformed trousers and took out his large erect black cock. This was the first black cock I had ever seen and it was quite thick, uncut and about 7 inches. I took it in my hand and started touching it, bringing it to my mouth. I opened up and took it in my mouth, it tasting musky and sweaty. I sucked on it hard, hoping to make him climax quickly and get it over with.

"Oh yeah Boy suck it good, take my black cock Wimp," he kept repeating, not seeming to be close to climaxing. He then held my head asking Jim.

"Does he swallow?"

"He will do whatever you want."

"Oh yeah Wimp you're gonna taste some black cum soon," as he started face fucking me harder, making me gag with every thrust.

I looked over at Jim who appeared amused watching the guy have his fun. He took his phone and took some pictures without the guy seeing that he had done so. Just then the guy started groaning and cumming in my mouth. I have to say that I did not enjoy his taste as it did not seem fresh but I was afraid not to take it all so I swallowed every drop. 

"Oh yeah that was so good, you have a good one here," he said to Jim.

"Thanks, keep this to yourself."

The guy said he would and left us alone. Jim told me to get his dessert and I handed it to him. He told me I could have my own in my bedroom. I went there, totally drained by the days events and without meaning to, I fell asleep.

I was woken by my balls being squeezed. 

"Did I tell you to sleep?"

"Sorry Sir, I did mean to fall asleep."

"Follow me," as he left the room. He was in the living room. I was still naked.

"Wimp, you have done well today, I am not staying tonight as I have to travel in the morning. How would you like to finish your day?"

"Sir I would like to please you before you go, your choice how."

"Wimp, it's always my choice, on your knees I think."

I immediately went to him and knelt, reaching up to unzip his trousers and take his cock out. Jim held my face up, "when I say NOW stop sucking".

I started sucking his cock slowly, kissing and licking it, taking it all the way into my mouth then easing it out again. He seemed to be leaving it at my pace which I was thankful for as my mouth was still sore after the earlier guy. I carried on, really enjoying sucking his cock, gradually building up the pace. 

"Now"

I stopped sucking and he pulled out of my mouth and spurted his hot cum all over my face. I licked it off the area around my mouth and it tasted far better than the other guy.

"Zip me up."

I did so and he sat down and finished his beer. 

"Ok Wimp, I'm off now, have a safe trip tomorrow, I will be in touch very soon."

"Thank you Sir, I hope you have a good trip soon, may I ask where you are going?"

"No, you may not. I'm out of her, don't forget to call Olivia and tell her about your day," he said laughing.

I had forgotten all about her. It was usual for me to call her early every evening before I would eat and I had totally forgotten about her for two days. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 11.30 p.m. it was probably too late to call her now.

Jim left and I texted Olivia apologising for not calling, saying that I had been very busy and had been out with Clients on both evenings. I did not receive a reply.

Just then I remembered that Jim had instructed me to bring pictures of Olivia yet had not asked me for them. I ran to my bedroom to look in my suitcase only to find that the pictures were gone. I had four pictures in there. One was of the two of us together at a family wedding, another of Olivia in a nice dress at another function and two of her in a bikini. I do not know why I had brought those ones, I now regretted it. I remembered what Tony had said earlier, that Jim was very good at getting information. He now had photographs of my wife as well. 

I went to my bed, my mind going over all of the events of the last two days. So much had happened, so many new experiences, so many scary yet exciting ones. I knew I wanted more and more but I continued at the same time to be scared of what might happen in the future. I so much wanted to trust Jim but I was very conscious of what he was gathering in terms of information, photographs, videos and maybe more for all I knew.

I had an early train to catch and I was really drained from the last two days so it did not take me long to get to sleep. My sleep was on and off with many thoughts and dreams going through my head, of what would happen next ...



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This is the fifth part of my first story. I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how I have got to where I am now. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! I'm assuming Gay Male but could be BDSM.

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It is the morning after the day in which I had more new humiliating but exciting experiences. My Master, Jim, had stepped up my training in a big way. I have come, in a very short time, from being a normal married guy in a mundane marriage to being a total submissive, experiencing bi sexual activities, being humiliated publicly and being seen naked by a large bunch of guys cumulating in Jim fucking me hard in front of all of them.

I have been also seen naked for the first time, other than my wife, by another woman who, together with a friend of Jim, examined me anally.

Perhaps the worst thing that has happened to date is that my wife, Olivia, laughed at me when she saw me after I had shaved myself around my cock and balls. In the 25 years we have been married she never once indicated that she thought my cock was small. When she saw me shaved bare she laughed. Although she later apologised saying she didn't mean it, I know deep down she meant it. I have come to realise how small I am in comparison to the many cocks I have seen since I met Jim for the first time, only five weeks ago.

Jim has gathered a lot of information about Olivia, her details, her laughing at me, where she plays golf and some pictures of her that he took from my bag while we shared the hotel suite. Worryingly he has pictures of me naked and me sucking cocks as well as videos of me being examined by Tony and Betty as well as others. While he says that I have to trust him, naturally I am very worried that the pictures or videos could fall into the wrong hands. I also worry that he may tell Olivia.

Since I was very tired I did manage to fall asleep quickly after Jim had left. I had a train to catch so I set the alarm for 7.00am. At 6.00 am I thought I hear a phone ring but thought I was dreaming so ignored it. However it continued to ring so I opened my eyes wearily and looked around the room to see the light flashing on the phone on the locket next to my bed. I picked it up.

"Good morning Wimp this is your early morning call," I heard an unknown voice say.

"I didn't request a wake-up call," I replied.

"Jim told me to call you at 6.00am, now go open your door for your room service."

"What room service."

"Just go open your door."

I got out of my bed and put a dressing gown on and went and opened the door to my suite. Standing outside were two guys I recognised, the hotel receptionist and the room service delivery guy from the night before. 

The receptionist said, "Good morning Wimp, room service."

I looked at them inquisitively and the confusion must have been apparent on my face.

They pushed me aside and entered the suite, both of them laughing.

"We have come for room service."

Still half asleep I looked at them, still confused.

"Take your robe off and walk to the window."

I looked over as the room service guy opened the curtains. All the rooms in the hotel were located around a courtyard so all rooms were facing many others on the other side. One or two lights seemed to be on even at this early hour of the morning. He turned on the light on some of the table lamps in our room.

"What are you waiting for?"

I looked again at them but automatically opened my robe, dropping it to the floor, now standing naked before them.

"Walk and face the window."

I walked towards the window trying to see if I could see anyone in any on the other rooms. I could not make out anyone. I faced the window and waited.

"I wonder how many people out there are looking at your pitiful cock. Probably if they are they cannot make out anything," the receptionist said laughing.

"Go out on the balcony."

I looked back, pleading with my eyes not to have me do that.

"Do it Wimp, you do know that Jim is recording this."

I looked around looking for cameras, remembering that he had already recorded me in this suite.

Knowing I had no choice I opened the balcony door and stepped outside into the cold morning. I again looked around the courtyard to see whether I could see anyone in their rooms. Again I could not make out anyone, relieved that they were all asleep.

The guys had me standing out there for about five minutes when I heard the receptionist say, "Do it now."

I looked at him thinking he was talking to me, he just smiled at me. He was speaking to someone on the phone. Just then I noticed many lights go on in the rooms around the courtyard and I went to come back into my room.

"Stay where you are."

I looked around to see more lights going on in rooms all around me. I then noticed movement in many rooms with curtains opened and then lights turned off. In the darkness of some of the rooms I thought I saw movement but couldn't be sure. Before long most of the lights had gone off and I couldn't be sure how many were looking at me. I knew there were some as I saw movement in some rooms even with their lights off. I also saw some flashes go off. At this stage I must have been out there for over 15 minutes just standing there facing the opposite rooms.

"Come back in."

I nearly ran back in so relieved was I to be allowed back into the room. I went to go the far end of the room away from the window.

"Stay near the window."

The younger guy came up to me and squeezed my cock and balls. I squirmed and he laughed.

"That was some video you showed me last night, I was very surprised to see my boss here fucking you, did you enjoy it?"

"I didn't know it was him."

"I didn't ask you that."

"Yes I did," looking down at the ground as I answered him.

"I know you did Wimp, you were made for service, on your knees."

I knelt and he stood before me. I didn't need to be told what to do so I reached out and opened his uniform trousers. I remembered that the previous night I had not liked the taste of his cock, all musky and sweaty. As I took his cock in my hands it seemed even more sweaty and I couldn't help wondering if he was washed since last night. As I took it in my mouth and smelt it, it was obvious that he had not and I pulled away from the stale smell. 

"What's wrong Wimp," as he pushed my head down on his cock.

My stomach felt sickly as I sucked on his sweaty cock. I then felt another hand on my head, pulling it off the cock. I turned to face another cock and started to suck on what was a far better tasting cock. Eagerly I sucked on it as I watched the younger guy wank to the side of me. Just as he came, spurting his cum onto my back, the receptionist came heavily in my mouth, so heavily I struggled to avoid spilling any. Knowing that Jim could be watching this now or later I swallowed it all.

They then let me stand up.

"Turn and bow to your audience," the receptionist said laughing.

I had forgotten about the open curtains and I turned around scared to see who might be watching. I gave a short bow and immediately I could see about eight lights in the surrounding rooms come on. I backed away from the windows, the two guys applauding me.

"Ok Wimp, you better get yourself ready, Jim says you have a train to catch, see you at checkout." 

With that comment they left the room. I immediately closed the curtains and had a quick shower. I packed all my stuff and left the room. I had to check out at reception and was surprised, but relieved, to see a different guy there. 

"You must have had a good party."

"What do you mean?" I answered, scared of what he might know.

"Either that or you had a lot of drink yourself," handing me my bill.

I looked at my bill and was stunned at the cost of my stay. In addition to the room there were food and drink charges of $300. I gasped at the extent of the charges.

"Will I charge them to the usual company account?"

"No, I will pay them myself," handing over my credit card to him, "Just charge a normal room rental to the account and I'll pay the difference and the charges."

He prepared two separate bills, getting me to sign the company one and giving me one for $450. I was stunned as he entered the amount and I put in my pin number to authorise. I began to worry how I would explain this to Olivia. As I looked around I began to wonder just who had seen me earlier in my room and I couldn't help thinking that everyone was looking at me. I saw one couple and two guys together point at me and laugh. I took back my credit card just as the original receptionist came out of the office behind the reception desk.

"Are you leaving us Sir, I hope you had a good stay and that you'll come back soon again."

I looked at him smiling at me, "Yes thank you."

"Don't forget to fill in the comment card about the service you got," openly smirking at me.

Just then the room service guy appeared behind me.

"Can I take your bags Sir, call you a taxi?"

"No, you're ok, I can manage myself."

"I insist Sir, let's go get you a taxi," as he lifted my bag and walked towards the door.

"He's probably looking for a big tip from you Sir," the receptionist said, winking at me, "Have a good trip, see you again soon."

I quickly followed the service guy, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. Outside he had hailed a taxi for me and was talking through the window to the taxi driver. They were laughing loudly as he opened the door for me.

"No need for a tip Sir, your tip last night was more than enough."

When the taxi door closed and I told the driver my destination I began to sigh with relief that I was away from there. When I reached the train station I paid the driver with a small tip included.

"The other guy said you were a huge tipper."

I quickly gave him another five dollars and almost ran away from the taxi into the station. I did not hear what he shouted to me but noticed that a number of people seemed to be staring at me. I got my ticket and took my seat, happy to be alone with my confused thoughts. 

While on the train I remembered that I hadn't heard back from my text last night to Olivia. I wondered if she was annoyed at me or getting me back for not contacting her for two days while I was with Jim. This was the first time in our married life that we had not spoken in a day and I was stunned that I completely forgot to call her. I took out my phone and texted her again.

"Hi Love, sorry again for not calling you, work has been mad with these new clients, how are you? Hope you still talking to me, lol."

I stared at my phone wishing it to ring or tell me I had a new message. Just then my secret phone beeped.

"Hi Wimp, hope you enjoyed your wake-up call!"

"Hi Sir, it was a surprise alright."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes Sir although I was scared so many could see me from the other rooms."

"You passed the test though, I watched it all from the secret cameras, and I have a recording as well, you are becoming quite a performer."

"Thank you Sir, may I ask if you have used those guys before?"

"No questions remember but as it happens no, but I might again, lol, tell me what's your day like."

"I have one meeting at 11, then lunch with the same client and two other meetings in the afternoon."

"And in the evening?"

"No plans yet Sir, one of the clients may ask me to dinner or drinks."

"If they do, turn them down."

"Ok Sir, I assume no point in asking why?"

"Correct Wimp, no point, I may contact you and then again I may not."

"Ok Sir, I will await your call."

"How's Olivia by the way?"

"Sir, I am worried, I forgot to call her for two days and now she has not responded to my messages."

"Maybe she's having fun with a real man."

"I don't think so Sir, Olivia is not like that."

"You mean like you weren't five weeks ago!"

"That's different Sir, I'm sure she just busy."

"LOL just think about it Wimp, a real man inside your ladies wet pussy, does that excite you?"

"No Sir, I don't want her involved at all."

"That may not be your choice, I'm gone, have a good day and keep your phone close."

"Thank you Sir, hope you have a good day."

"Oh believe me I will, Bye Wimp."

"Bye Sir."

I looked at my regular phone to see there was still no contact from Olivia. Jim now had me wondering what she might be up to. Was there any way she was playing away from home? I seriously hoped not.

My train was about to pull into my stop so I gathered up all my papers and prepared to leave. I left the station, hailing a taxi to take me to my first meeting. On the route there I received a message from Olivia.

"So you're still alive then!"

"Yes, I'm in taxi, can I call you when I'm out?"

"No, I'm just about to have a massage, we can talk later."

"Massage?"

"Yes, I'm away with Jenny, talk later."

"Ok, Love you, xx"

I did not receive a response which worried me greatly. I remembered now that she had mentioned seeing Jenny but I did not think they were going away anywhere, I wondered where they were. I also remembered that Jenny, according to Olivia, can be a huge flirt with strangers when she had drink taken. Olivia was not a big drinker and could not handle much alcohol and I wondered if perhaps anything might have happened while they were away. I put it out of my mind as I approached the office where my meeting was to take place.

My meeting and lunch happened without incident or any more messages from Jim or Olivia. I had become accustomed to expecting instructions from Jim at any time. I went onto my afternoon meetings, both of which again went smoothly. As expected my final client of the day invited me to dinner but I declined on the basis of another appointment. I did not know what that appointment might entail, if anything, but I was nervous yet excited that I might have some more new experiences during this trip. I hailed a cab and went to my hotel where I checked into my room.

After entering my room I took off my work suit and put some light trousers and shirt on, over my yellow briefs. I texted Olivia, "Hope you enjoyed your massage, let me know when you can talk."

About 30 minutes later I received a call from her.

"Hi, how are you."

"I'm good love, hows your trip with Jenny, where are you?"

"We decided to go to the Royal Spa in Livington, Jenny said when you didn't call me that I should go have some fun as well as she assumed you were."

"I'm sorry Love, my new clients took a lot of my time and to be honest with you I fell asleep on my hotel couch the first night and the second night I texted you though it was late."

"I got it but ignored it. We were having drinks when I got it but since I was annoyed at you Jenny told me to ignore you."

"I am sorry Love, at least you got away too, are you having fun," I asked nervously.

"Yeah it's a nice place, I had a lovely massage and we're having a good time."

"Hope the masseur was nice," I said half laughing.

"Oh he was and he had great hands," she replied half laughing herself.

I wasn't sure if she was playing games with me or not so I just replied, "Good." 

"He was! How were your nights, anything exciting?"

"Oh you know, just boring work stuff, these new clients are very demanding."

"I hope they are worth it."

"Yes I think they will work out to be great clients, have you given any thought to where we might go next weekend."

"Maybe we might come back here, I'm sure you could enjoy a massage as well," she said laughing.

"Whatever you want Love."

"Ok Jenny is calling, we are going to dinner soon, I will see you at home tomorrow night."

"Enjoy your evening, love you."

"And you, bye"

I was stunned at the lack of response, Olivia would always tell me that she loved me and I was worried as to what had happened to change her. Was she still so annoyed at me? I hoped that was all it was.

It was now almost 8pm and I was hungry so I ordered room service. When it arrived I almost expected to have to perform for the guy who delivered it but he left the food on the table, I gave him a tip and he left me alone. I was beginning to look at every guy I met now and wonder if Jim knew them. I told myself to stop worrying and overthinking everything and to start trusting that Jim would not put me in any danger of being found out by anyone I knew.

I enjoyed the meal and drank a small bottle of wine. I was chilling, watching a good film on the TV when my phone beeped.

"Hi Wimp, this is Bitch."

I was shocked to receive a message from another submissive guy. For those of you who have not read previous chapters Bitch is a long term Sub of Tony, the gynaecologist that used and humiliated me with his assistant, Betty. While I have to wear yellow briefs indicating the lowest rung of the Sub ladder, Bitch wears black briefs indicating he is at the vey top.

"Hi Bitch, how are you."

"Wimp, I am good, get yourself dressed and meet me outside your hotel in 30 minutes."

I was surprised that he was in my town as I was aware he lived more than an hour away. I then recalled Jim telling me that Bitch would go anywhere that Tony required, even at a moment's notice. Since I also knew that Bitch was married 

I wondered how he could get away so easily.

"Ok, I will be there."

I immediately rushed into the shower and then dressed myself in my yellow briefs, red trousers and white shirt, assuming that was what was required. That had been my Sub uniform in the club when I met Bitch for the first time. All of the Subs had worn the same clothes, the only difference being the colour of our briefs.

I left the hotel expecting to see Bitch with Tony but I found him alone, hailing a taxi. He got into the front leaving me alone in the back. He gave the driver an address I did not recognise although I knew the town quite well. I wondered if we were going to another club although I noticed that Bitch was not wearing the same clothes as I was tonight. No words were exchanged between any of us as we headed to our destination.

On reaching there we exited the taxi and I looked around. We seemed to be in a fairly run down part of the town with some abandoned houses and weary looking shops like drug and liquor stores. We walked around the corner and I saw a building that looked like a bar from the outside although it was hard to tell from the bars on the window. 

We walked up to the door and Bitch rang a bell. Someone looked out through a hole in the door and then opened it, letting us enter. At this stage no words had been spoken yet between us.

Bitch said to the Cloakroom assistant, "Is it busy tonight?"

He answered, "Yeah, actually there seems to be a lot of visitors tonight as well as some of the regulars. Is this a new friend?"

"Yes, first time here."

The assistant smiled at both of us, "Enjoy your evening."

We both thanked him. Bitch indicated for me to follow him into a large room with a small bar in the corner and many guys sitting around, chatting and drinking. 

"I should have told you not to wear your Master/Sub clothes but it doesn't matter I suppose. You only wear them when you are with Jim and he tells you to do so."

"Thanks Bitch, I didn't know what to wear or where we were going, where are we?"

"Wimp, I'm sure Jim has told you not to ask any questions, that applies to anyone that meets you at his request as well."

"Sorry, I guess I have a lot to learn."

"We all started where you are now, from what I have heard and seen I think you will do okay."

He went to the bar and ordered us two beers. Since I was not given water I guessed that it was ok to drink alcohol with another Sub. I thanked him and we went and sat at an empty table. We chatted a little about incidental things like the weather, sports games, the décor in the bar and other meaningless subjects. Nothing of a personal nature was discussed. I observed what was going on around us. Every so often guys would leave their tables and go through a door to our right, normally reappearing after 10 or 15 minutes. I went to go towards the door.




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"Where are you going Wimp?"

"I assume the gents is through there."

"No, it's through the door on the left."

I went to the gents and returned to my seat. Guys continued to go through the door to our right. Bitch did not even seem to look at them or be inquisitive about it. I guessed that he knew what lay beyond the door and I suspected I would find out before the night was out. I was not wrong.

After another ten minutes or so Bitch stood and indicated for me to follow him. To my surprise we headed through a door behind us rather than to the right. He took me down a long corridor through which they seemed to be different coloured doors. He spoke to an attendant seated in the corridor who indicated where we should go.

Bitch walked up to a white coloured door.

"Ok Wimp, go in there and wait, you'll know what to do." With that he opened the door and then he left. 

I walked into the room which was very dimly lit. All I could see was a chair in the middle of the small room and mirrored walls.

"Wimp, take your clothes off," said an unfamiliar voice.

I stood and complied with the instructions, finally standing naked in the room. A bright light lit up my small room and all I could see was myself in the mirrors on every wall. I wondered if there were hidden cameras and who was watching, maybe that was what the guys were watching in another room.

I sat down on the chair wondering what would happen next. I didn't have long to wait to find out. To my right a hole appeared in the mirror and through it came a large erect cock. I reached out and touched it, stroking it up and down gently. Then I knelt and took it into my mouth, sucking and licking it up and down. I sucked on it greedily trying to take more of it in me. I varied the pace between fast and slow until eventually he came heavily in my mouth. I swallowed most of it though some did spill out down my chin. I wiped that with my fingers, washing them in my mouth. The guy then removed his cock and left.

Immediately on the other side another hole appeared and with it a smaller but thick cock. I repeated the same actions and it didn't take long for him to cum. I was beginning to realise that cum tasted very different from guy to guy. Some were very creamy, others hot, others more like watery milk. Some tasted fresh, others a bit off.

Before long I had sucked guys to climax from four different holes in the room. At one stage I had three at the same time appearing and I alternated between them using my hands and mouth at the same time. All of them came in my mouth. The different tastes in my mouth was not nice and I felt a little sick.

Then it appeared as if no more cocks were appearing.

"Sit on the floor," came the voice from before, "Put your clothes on the seat at the door."

I did as instructed and a hand came through the door and took my clothes and seat away. Then I sat down on the ground. Before long all four holes opened again and I went to rise up.

"Stay seated Wimp."

I sat back down and saw four cocks come through the holes. I wondered if they were going to come on me together when all of a sudden one of them started peeing on me. I went to stand.

"Sit."

Then the other three started peeing as well, all over my head and body, aiming in different directions.

"Open your mouth."

I was alarmed but opened my mouth anyway. The cock facing me seemed to rise a little and aimed his urine directly through my open mouth. It tasted horrible and I tried to close my mouth only to be pelted in the face. All four guys must have been drinking a lot as they seemed to have a lot of pee. Thankfully it was soon over but they didn't leave.

"Clean their cocks."

The floor was drenched as was I and the stench of urine in the small room was horrible. I knelt in the wet urine and went to the first guy, taking his cock and sucking and licking it clean. I repeated this with the other three and then they all left. 

I was sitting in the middle of the floor in the wet urine but remained there shocked at what had just happened. Then the room went back to a dimmed lit state and the mirrors disappeared turning into windows through which I could see guys walking around. I then realised that everyone could probably see me when I was in the room and that all saw what had happened. This made me feel a whole lot worse, thinking that lots oF guys had seen me being urinated on and then cleaning the cocks. Some of the guys passing the room winked at me, smiled and laughed.

The door opened and Bitch appeared outside. He signalled for me to follow him which I did, looking around to see where my clothes were. There was no sign of them. He opened the door and indicated I should enter. I did and discovered it was an open shower area. I quickly showered as I could feel many eyes on me through the glass walls of the shower room. I then saw my clothes which I put on. I left the room to find Bitch chatting to the attendant. Seeing me he walked away and I followed directly to the exit, not going through the lounge in which we earlier had drinks. That was a relief to me as I did not want to look at all the guys and wondered who had done what to me.

When outside Bitch hailed and taxi and returned to my hotel where I exited the taxi alone, Bitch staying in it. The taxi left. I then thought about the night and realised that Bitch had said very little to me while we were together. I went to my room, once again stunned at the events of the night. Each night this week I have experienced more new events and more humiliation, yet I found myself thinking I wanted more.

I texted Olivia, asking her if she could talk. Once again I got my reply. A worrying pattern seemed to be developing. I wondered if she was still with Jenny, I had assumed she would be home by now. After an hour when I still had received no reply I sent another text.

"Hi Love, hope your day was good, maybe you're asleep now, talk tomorrow, Love you, xx."

It was now almost midnight and I was very tired from the long day and the evening's events. I went to bed and immediately fell asleep.

The next morning, Thursday, I woke up and looked at the bedside clock. It was 7.30 am. I looked at both phones. There were no messages. I was disappointed not to have any from Jim and worried of none from Olivia. I assumed she was still asleep. In a way I suppose I was hoping that as the alternatives were that she was not alone or she was still very annoyed at me not calling her earlier in the week. 

I showered, dressed and checked out of hotel, relieved but in a way disappointed that there were no early morning surprises for me. I had four meetings today and they all went well, without incident. I kept checking my phones but there was total silence on them. By the end of the last meeting I was very tired and headed for the train station. I was early so decided to grab a cup of coffee. While drinking it, my secret phone beeped.

"Hi Wimp, hope you enjoyed last night."

"Yes Sir, a bit shocking but yes."

"Good Wimp, I enjoyed watching the video today," he said laughing.

Once again I was stunned but I suppose I should have assumed there would be a recording of it to add to the collection of pictures and videos Jim was building up of me undertaking all of his tasks.

"Did you enjoy your day of silence from me?"

"No Sir, I kept checking my phone and was disappointed not to hear from you."

"I was busy today Wimp, don't ask why, none of your business. Where are you?"

"At the train station Sir, just about to head home."

"Ok Wimp, have a safe trip home, will be in touch soon." 

"Sir, I look forward to that."

I left the coffee shop and got on the train for the two hour trip home. It went without incident, with the added benefit of no one else sitting in the seats around my table. I tried to spend the time doing some client work but my mind kept drifting back to the events of the week, to the different humiliations, to changes in Olivia, to what would happen next. I was totally scared and worried but also excited and at this stage very aware that I needed and wanted more new experiences.

When I arrived home there was no sign of Olivia's car. I checked the mail box and there was a lot of mail there. I looked at it and saw that there was mail with postmarks up to four days previous. I wondered if Olivia had been away for a number of days and if so, where did she stay. Was she still with Jenny? Was she elsewhere?

I sent her a message that I was home. Yet again I got no reply. I unpacked my suitcase and watched a bit of television. At 11.00pm my phone beeped with a message from Olivia.

"Hi, I'm staying at Jenny's tonight, see you tomorrow."

"Can you talk," I replied.

"No, there's a party here, too noisy, sleep well."

"Ok, enjoy your party, love you, xx."

Now I was really worried. In the space of a week we had went from normal relations to seemingly indifference on her part to me, no messages of any intimate nature. I wondered if it could all be as simple as her getting her revenge on me for no contact from me to her earlier in the week but thought that she was not that type of person. At least I didn't think she was. 

I went to bed but found it hard to sleep for a long time. Once again my mind was all over the place, what was up with Olivia? Could I really trust Jim? What would happen next? Why was I enjoying humiliation and instructions so easily and willingly? Was Olivia cheating on me? What would she say or do if she knew what I had done? Were we still going away this weekend?

Eventually I fell asleep exhausted from all the questions in my head, the last thought in my head being:

What would the next day and weekend bring...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 06



This is the next part of my first story. I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how I have got to where I am now. 

In this part Olivia, my wife, is introduced so the story is from her side, also later Jim, my Master, is introduced.

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! Up to now it has been Gay Male but this could be BDSM or maybe Loving Wives.

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Hi, I'm Olivia, 51 years of age, married to Bill for over 25 years now. We have two wonderful kids, one boy one girl, who have grown up and now have families of their own and successful lives. They live on the other coast from us, over five hours away by plane so we only see them a couple of times a year. Before I married I had a good job, as a secretary to a very successful lawyer and enjoyed that very much. When I had my first child I took what I assumed to be a career break but as it happened I never went back. The second child arrived 12 months after the first so I stayed at home and looked after the kids and house. Bill has a very good job which has given us all the comforts we could possibly need.

I suppose I should not be surprised at my willingness to give up any career as I was brought up by wonderful parents in a strictly catholic house where traditional values were honoured and respected, where the woman was expected to look after her husband, house and kids. These traditional values also extended to the relationship area with Bill being my first serious boyfriend. My parents had always instilled in me a belief that I should find a good safe kind man and that once I had found such a man that I should settle down, get married and have children, assuming that the God above had such in mind for me.

I met Bill at a Charity function that my parents had organised. He was 23 I was 22. I guess you might be surprised that I had not had a serious boyfriend before then but my upbringing and strict parents had prevented me from serious relationships. I did not attend college after school, choosing instead to work in my fathers' offices. He was a Solicitor in our smallish sized town. I did have a small number of boyfriends but none lasted long, probably due to my unwillingness to have much fun with them. Up to the time I met Bill, the farthest I had gone with any boy was kissing and a little touching of my breasts. No one had been under my panties and I had not touched a cock. I guess boys in their late teens and early twenties expected more. That was until I met Bill.

Bill was quiet and shy when we met, a bit like myself really. Bill's parents were involved in the same Charity as my parents and we ended up sitting next to each other at the function. I knew him from coming into my dad's offices now and again. I also knew that he had qualified recently as an Accountant and that he was highly thought of in his job. That I knew as my Dad had mentioned him over dinner one night after he found out that he had finished his qualifications. Dad had been telling my Mum that he had been talking to Bill's boss who had praised him highly. It was thought by all that our small town would not hold someone of his talent for long and that it was inevitable that he would leave for one of the big towns. I remember thinking at the time that it sounded good to leave our small town where everyone knew everyone else's business.

I had been dreading going to the function but quickly discovered that Bill had been dragged there as well by his parents. It wasn't long before we started talking about small subjects such as the local schools recent success in a drama festival, his exam success, our parents firms. I discovered that he did not have a girlfriend which surprised me as in our town any guy thought to have good prospects was quickly snapped up by the local girls, many of who I knew would be more than willing to have lots of fun to get their man. He said he was surprised that I did not have a boyfriend and we laughed about our lack of success in this arena. He told me that he had had some girlfriends over the years but that none had lasted long, most wanted to get too serious too fast in his view. Before we knew it the evening was over and both of us expressed surprise at how fast it had gone. My Mum quizzed me about what we had been talking about and expressed her view as to what a good catch Bill would be for some lucky girl. I often think back now and wonder if she was hinting it should be me but never said it out loud as such.

A week later Bill came into the office with some papers for my Dad. On his way out he seemed to be hesitant about leaving straight away and appeared nervous. Once he saw that I was alone he approached me and told me how much he had enjoyed the function. When I expressed a similar feeling he clumsily asked if I would like to have dinner with him some evening. Equally clumsily I told him that I would and we agreed to meet on the next Saturday evening.

To cut a long story short we ended up dating for four years before tying the knot. He had left our town two years after we started dating and we would see each other once or twice a month either in our home town or in his new bigger town. It took some time for us to progress past kissing and soft touching. Even when I stayed with him we did not sleep together as that was against the rules of both our upbringings. It was only after we got engaged that we progressed to actually seeing each other naked and touching a bit more. 

I still remember the first time which happened after we had been at a party with some colleagues of his. They had been passing comments all evening about how lucky we were to have our own love pad as most of them still lived at home. Bill laughed along with them allowing them to believe that we were having lots of fun. I was a bit embarrassed at it all. After we arrived back at his place I asked him why he had laughed and he replied that he wouldn't like people to think he was still a virgin. After a little discussion we agreed that maybe it was time for us to move up our relationship a bit and we went to his bedroom. He undressed quickly and jumped into bed almost before I could see his naked body. He proceeded to watch me undress which embarrassed me greatly. After taking off my bra and panties I too jumped under the blankets. We touched each other gently with some long kissing. When he got up on me and I felt his cock against me I told him I didn't want him inside me. He agreed and merely moved himself up and down against me, eventually cumming on my tummy. This was the first time he had cum on me and he quickly got some tissues and dried me. That was the end of our first naked session and all I remember is being embarrassed and shy about it. I think he was the same. 

Gradually we progressed to being comfortable naked with each other but we had agreed not to have full sex before we were married. I cannot say for sure whether he had had sex with other girls before me but I think probably not. Looking back now I never thought he had a great body and his cock appeared not to be very big. I wondered about the articles I read in some magazines about size mattering but assumed that Bill was average and that stories of very large cocks were exaggerated. I assumed my own body to be average as well with small breasts and no great features about it. 

My body has changed very little over the years really. I have been a size 10 for most of my adult life with breasts being 32C, except around the time of my kids births when they were a bit bigger. I have a bit of a tummy on me now but am working to get rid of it. My Bum has always been tight, probably the favourite part of my body as I never seemed to put any fat on there. I am 5'5 and would have liked to be a bit taller, am a natural blonde though it needs a bit of help these days to keep it that way.

On our marriage night we had full sex for the first time. I remember wondering, after it didn't last long, what all the fuss about sex was about. I certainly didn't feel as if my world had changed, I didn't feel a whole lot to be honest and I certainly didn't climax. Bill thought it was great and I told him of course that I did too. Over the coming years I kept expecting for it to get better but it was very rare that I got a lot of satisfaction from it and to be honest I do not remember having a good orgasm. I wondered if it was just me and if all of the hot sexual scenes in books or films were just fantasy. Bill always seemed satisfied so I just got on with life and never discussed my lack of satisfaction with anyone.

We moved house a number of times as Bill got better jobs until we finally reached our current location about five years ago. Sex with Bill has been non-existent for many years now but it doesn't seem to bother either of us. We live a comfortable life. I went back to working part time a number of mornings every week in a local Charity shop and I enjoy meeting new people and just getting out of the house. Through the shop I have made a good friend, Jenny, who has got me playing golf with her. I joined the local club, Forest Park Golf Club, where we play at least twice a week. I have really got into it and my game seems to be improving quickly. Bill doesn't like Jenny as she is unmarried and known as a bit of a party girl. I like her as she is very free spirited, I suppose the complete opposite to me. She is constantly telling me about the great guys she meets and the great sex she has. I have not spoken at all to her about my sex life and assume she exaggerates about hers. 

More and more Bill has to travel with his job which seems to be all that he thinks about these days. Equally more and more he seems to be very preoccupied with his thoughts and conversations with him are becoming more difficult and curious. 

A number of weeks ago, after one of his trips, he came back acting very strangely and I assumed that the trip had gone very badly for him. Despite my asking him again and again if he was ok he maintained that all was normal and nothing was wrong. He mentioned trying to land a big new client and I told him that money wasn't the only thing that mattered in life. I told him he needed new interests and his reaction surprised me. He appeared nervous as if I had discovered a secret, again acting a bit strangely. 

On another occasion he called me from his phone but his number didn't appear on my screen. When I asked him about it he gave me some story about not wanting a new client to have his number. This was very strange and he again appeared nervous.

On the next week things got even stranger. I got home one evening to discover hair on the bathroom floor. They did not look like head hair and I discovered that Bill had trimmed completely all the hair around his cock and balls. When I quizzed him as to why he would do something so stupid he said that he thought he was too hairy. I just had to see it so I asked him to show me. He appeared very hesitant but eventually I saw him hairless. I broke out laughing as he looked ridiculous without hair. The first thought that came into my head was how tiny his cock looked. He didn't like that I laughed at him, particularly when I told him how small he looked. 

I apologised and said that I was only joking but I'm not sure is he believed me or not. I must say that that the vision of his cock has stayed in my mind since and I cannot help thinking was it always that small. I began to worry about him a bit and wondered if he was going through a mid-life crisis. He was becoming more and more preoccupied with work and I was getting annoyed at his behaviour and the lack of time we were having together. After one argument we agreed that we would get away for a weekend soon, just as soon as he had signed up his new client. 

I had started talking to Jenny a bit about his preoccupation his work. Of course I didn't tell her about any of the strange goings on. She asked me if I was sure he wasn't having an affair and I laughed it off thinking Bill didn't like sex enough to risk anything like that. It did get me thinking though more about his strange behaviour.

Bill then told me that he would be gone from a Monday to a Thursday and Jenny said we should go away ourselves. We agreed to go to The Royal Golf and Spa Club for a few days. This was a club, about an hour away, where I had been hoping to play their Championship Course, and Bill being away gave me the perfect opportunity to go.

Jenny and I left on the Monday morning, shortly after Bill had left for his trip. I drove my car and picked her up at her place. Neither of us had been to the Royal Spa before so we were really looking forward to it. 

Jenny said," I hope there are some hot guys down there, I could do with a bit of fun."

"You're not serious, are you?" I replied laughing.

"Why not, and you never know, you might get lucky yourself."

"Shut up, I'm a happily married woman, I'm just looking forward to some golf, good food and relaxing."

"Relax girl, will ya," she said laughing loudly.

When we got there we were amazed at the size of the hotel, the luxury of it. Jenny had booked a room for us to share and it turned out to be a room with two separate bedrooms, both with large double beds. 

"In case we want some private fun!" as she laughed.

"Shut up you slut."

She laughed again loudly, "Well you know what a slut needs!"

We left the room and explored the hotel in detail. The Spa looked really good and we ended up booking a massage each for the coming days. We had pre booked golf for the following day and for the Wednesday so we had a lot to look forward to. 

We took a long walk around some of the golf course and were very impressed with the course layout. After a nice shower we had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants, an Italian, with some nice red wine. 

It was late in the evening before I realised that I had not heard from Bill all day. This was strange as we never went a day without a call with each other, even when he was away. I mentioned this to Jenny.

"He must be with his mistress then," laughing.

"Shut up."

"Why don't you call him then?"

"No, if he doesn't want to talk to me that's fine," but inside I was raging that he hadn't called me and also that I had mentioned it to Jenny. This just gave her an excuse to have a go at Bill.

She laughed more, "Now now girl keep your knickers on, no need to get upset."

We had some more wine and went to bed after midnight. I could not help thinking why Bill had not contacted me and was really upset at him. This was just more evidence of his strange behaviour and I wondered could he possibly be cheating on me? This was the last thought on my mind as sleep eventually won over.

The following morning when I woke I checked my phone but there were no message or missed calls. I wondered if I should be worried that something had happened to him but I told myself that he would be in touch later. I showered and left my bedroom to find Jenny sitting on the couch waiting for me.

"Breakfast?"

"Of course we can't play golf on an empty tummy."

We had a wonderful breakfast, the choice was amazing. We then went back to our rooms to get ready for our golf. When I came out of my bedroom in my red top and white trousers I was surprised to see Jenny in a short white golf dress. 

"You're not wearing that?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's kind of short, don't you think?"

"Not at all, as long as I don't bend too much," she replied laughing, "I've wanted to wear this for a long time, here is perfect for it, don't you think I look good in it?"

"Too good for the men, I'd say."

"Mission accomplished so," as she walked out.

I followed her out, still surprised at her nerve in wearing such a sexy golf outfit. I couldn't help noticing every guy and some of the women looking her up and down, some of the guys pointing her out to their friends and smiling approvingly. Jenny seemed to be lapping it all up. We were paired with another two women, much to Jenny's annoyance and I laughed at her. It was very hard not to notice the number of flashes of panty from Jenny as she bent on the greens to read the lines of her putts and taking the ball out of each hole. The golf course was very impressive and both of us played well. We had a small wager on the game with the other women and we won easily. 

After the game we had some lunch in the clubhouse, Jenny getting very close attention from the waiters and numerous looks from the other diners. In a way I admired her nerve but thought at the same time she looked like a bit of an exhibitionist and I wondered what the guys were thinking of her and of me. 

After lunch we changed our clothes and went to a nearby shopping village where many of the top brand named shops were located. Jenny went into Victoria's Secrets, a shop I had never been in before. She looked through all of the lingerie displays, picking many up and showing them to me, asking me what I thought of them. I was a bit embarrassed to be honest, especially when she went into a dressing room to try some on and asked for my opinion. I didn't know where to look as she undressed fully in the dressing room. Although we had played golf many times I had never seen her naked before. I could not help noticing that she was totally bare in her pussy area and that her nipples were enormous on her large breasts. I had never seen a bare pussy before and it must have been obvious to her that I was staring at her.

"You like what you see?"

"Oh Jenny, sorry, didn't mean to stare."

"That's ok, you not shave then?"

"Oh god no, I'd never do that."

"You should, it's very liberating, a great feeling, especially when a guy goes down on me, mmm."

"Oh I'd never do that."

"You mean Bill doesn't do that to you?" she said looking at me with a stunned face.

"No, never, We're not like that."

"What do you mean, "like that", it's the best feeling in the world, well other than a huge cock in your pussy," as she laughed.

I turned away very embarrassed, as she tried on some very skimpy, but sexy on her, undies and bras, asking my view of each of them in turn.

"You should get some."

"Oh I'd never wear anything like that."

"Bill might like them."

"Ha ha Bill probably wouldn't even notice them."

With that she looked at me, almost sadly, and decided which ones she was buying. We left the store, did more shopping and then after some coffee headed back to our hotel. We relaxed for a while before heading down to our dinner. 

"You heard from Bill?"

"Not yet, he must be very busy with his new client."

"Yeah, right," she said with a cheeky grin.

"Shut up, its not what you think, if you knew Bill you wouldn't think that, believe me."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, forget it."

She left it there but looked at me closely. I was at this stage really raging at Bill for not being in touch. We had another really nice dinner and more wine, laughing and chatting about numerous things and people. Late in the evening I received a text from Bill apologising for not being in touch, blaming it on his clients.

"Is that Bill?"

"Yes, he's apologising." I went to type a reply.

"Don't do that, let him stew for a while, why should you jump when he calls."

"It was to do with clients."

"Rubbish, don't tell me he was with his clients every minute of the last two days, don't answer him until tomorrow, give him something to worry about."

Not wanting to appear weak in front of Jenny I put my phone in my bag.

"Good girl, let's have another drink." 

We had one more drink with Jenny looking around the room, making comments about all of the men, particularly a group of four guys that seemed to be here for the golf. 

"Which one do you want?" she asked me.

"Will you please shut up, I told you I'm a happily married woman."




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 06



"It didn't sound like that earlier."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I think I like the guy in the red top, I bet he's huge."

"Stop it please, I'm off to bed, we have that massage in the morning before the golf."

"You go ahead, I'll just finish this and follow you up."

"You going to do what I think you're going to do?"

"Depends what you're thinking," laughing, "you go ahead."

I left her there alone, assuming that once I was gone she would make some kind of a move towards the guys. She was wearing a short dress and probably some of her new purchases. I walked behind a large pillar and watched her. We had been seated facing the guys, two of them with their back to us, the others, including the red toped guy, directly facing us. I noticed that the red toped guy tapped the guy next to him on the arm, indicating towards where Jenny was seated. I looked over at Jenny and was stunned to see that she appeared to have opened her legs wide enough for the guys to see up her dress. She slowly opened and closed her legs as she stared directly at the guys. Even when the two with their backs turned around to look she didn't close her legs. She then stood up and went to the bar, quickly followed there by the red toped guy. They spoke briefly and then Jenny went to the ladies room. The guy went back and spoke to his buddies and then left the room. The other guys laughed and high fived each other. Jenny left the ladies room and passed the guys table on her way out of the room. As she passed them she gave them all a wink and a big smile. I followed her and saw her enter what was obviously the guys bedroom, the door of which was open.

I was stunned that she could be too brazen. I imagined what was going on in the bedroom and found myself getting wet at the thoughts I was having. This surprised me greatly as it had been a long time since I was in any way aroused. It also seemed to be a different feeling to anything I felt before. I went back to my room and sat on the couch, expecting Jenny to arrive back at any minute. Based on my experiences with Bill I assumed that she would be back quickly but when there was no sign of her after over an hour, I went to my bedroom and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning I showered and found Jenny again sitting waiting on the couch.

"Oh I thought you'd still be asleep."

"Why would you think that?" she said laughing.

"You were late in bed that's all."

"Oh no Girl I was early in bed and then later in my own."

"Breakfast?"

"Oh I need it believe me, I'm starved after last night."

"Did you not eat enough?"

"Ha ha oh I ate loads, ha ha, you wouldn't believe me if I told you how much."

"Shut up, I don't need to hear this."

"Ok I won't tell you how big he was, how good he is, how he can use his tongue, all that happened so," all the time staring at me, my face going redder and redder.

I left the room and she followed. In the breakfast room the first thing I noticed was the four guys.

"Good morning guys," Jenny said as she passed them, giving them a huge smile.

"Hi Sexy", "Hi Beautiful", "Hey You", "Sleep well?" were the responses from the four guys.

"Thanks I slept great, hope ye all did too."

"We sure did, thanks."

I looked at Jenny and the four guys, wondering why all of them were smiling from ear to ear. Jenny just looked at me, winked and walked towards the cereal and Juice bar. When we were seated I had to ask her.

"Jenny you were only with the red toped guy, weren't you?" 

"Girl, if you knew boys like I do, you'd know not to ask that."

I looked away, stunned at what she was saying. I was afraid to ask her any more questions for the fear of her telling me that she had sex with all of them. I looked at her closely but all I could see was an apparent very happy woman, looking very pleased with herself. I looked over at the guys and they all seemed very happy too. I could not even start to imagine what might have happened to Jenny last night but I found myself becoming very wet again, a very strange feeling for me.

After breakfast I noticed that I had a message from Bill timed an hour ago. He was apologetic again. I texted him asked him if he was still alive then. He asked if we could speak and I told him no as I was going for a massage. When he enquired about that I reminded him I was away with Jenny and that we could talk later. When he said he loved me, for the first time in our married life I didn't reply. I'm not sure why I didn't but I felt as if I didn't want or need to. That was another strange feeling for me.

We went to the Spa for our massages. Jenny went and spoke to the receptionist after we entered and then came back to me and said.

"Five minutes, then we're sorted," smiling at me.

"What are so smiling at?"

"I'm just remembering last night."

"Shut up about that."

"I know you want to know all the details, all you have to do is ask."

I did want to know but I replied, "I do not, now drop it please."

With that our names were called. Jenny was taken into a room and I saw a lady masseuse greet her. I was taken to the next room where the receptionist told me to take my gown off and place the towel over me and that someone would be with me shortly. I took my gown off, wearing a plain white bra and panties underneath it. Jenny had told me that was the proper attire. I got up on the massage table and placed the towel between the neck and knees and waited.

The door opened and in walked a large burly guy. I was surprised as I expected a lady like Jenny had got.

"Good Morning Madam."

"Good morning," I replied very nervously. I was thinking if I could ask for a lady but was too scared I might offend him.

"What do we want today Madam?"

"What do you mean, sorry this is my first time here."

"No problem Madam, do you want the full body massage?"

"Yes please, that's the one that lasts an hour?" I asked.

"That's right Madam, now I need you to relax and enjoy it, all the hard work is mine," as he laughed and smiled at me. 

With that he asked me to turn over on my front, he holding the towel and looking away as I turned over. He then took the towel and rolled it about halfway down my back. 

"Madam, it is much better if I can do this without your bra."

I looked up at him wondering if he was serious. It was obvious that he was. Assuming this to be the norm I said Ok and reached back to unhook it.

"Madam, let me please," as he unhooked it. 

This was the first time since I met Bill that another man had unhooked my bra. I raised my body a little and put my hands out, putting myself in a position for him to take the bra down my hands and off. He looked and smiled at me, leaving me wondering if perhaps he only meant to unhook it but leave it on me and I had just asked him to leave me topless under the towel. To my amazement I again felt myself getting wet. I blushed and lay down in the bed.

He started massaging my shoulders and neck and it was the most wonderful feeling. Gradually he rolled the towel down my back more until I'm sure my panties must have been visible to him. I was really enjoying it and trying not to moan or give any indication that his touch was like fire on my skin. He then placed the towel over the top of my back again and lifted it from my legs to mid-thigh level. He massaged the bottom of my legs very gently at first then with a little more force, all of the time getting a little higher.

"Is Madam Ok?"

"Oh god yes," I said without thinking. 

"That's Good Madam."

I was blushing again, not believing what response I had given. He carried on, once again lifting the towel a big higher. I wondered if he could see my panties and worried that if he could that he might see a damp spot on them. I was getting wetter now, a strange feeling for me.

He started massaging my thighs in a circular movement, gradually moving higher each time. He massaged up and down my thighs, each time as he came higher I expected he would reach my bum but he always stopped just before he touched my panties. Almost doing it automatically as he massaged me I began to part my legs a little wider. He then massaged a bit harder, this time touching my panties and my bum over them. He stopped what he doing and looked at me.

I looked at him, "Are they in the way?"

"They kind of are, but I don't want to embarrass you if it's your first time."

"Ok, as I said I haven't done this before, if it's the norm I'll take them off."

"Thank You Madam, let me do it for you."

It sounded strange that he would take them off me but I let him do it nevertheless. As he lowered my panties I raised myself again to enable easy removal. I could see him standing at the bottom of the bed and I realised that he had a clear view of my pussy, again the first man other than Bill to see it. I wondered if he could see my wetness.

"Is Madam ok if I remove the towel?"

Again I found it a strange request but merely said, "Ok."

He removed the towel and now I was naked with a man for the first time in my life, other than Bill of course. He started massaging my bum area and my conscious was telling me that it couldn't be right, this couldn't be part of a normal massage. As it felt so good I didn't listen to my conscience and I actually opened my legs wider as he massaged me. My pussy was on fire, a feeling like never before, as he came closer and closer to touching me there. He didn't though.

"Can Madam turn over please."

I panicked, thinking it was one thing for a man to see me naked from behind but quite another to lie naked on my back for a man.

"Madam did want the full body?"

Not knowing what to do, I lifted myself and lay on my back, exposing myself totally to him. My nipples were harder than I had ever known and even I could get the scent of my wet pussy. I hoped it was only my imagination. Looking down directly into my face he started massaging my neck and shoulders, smiling at me as he did it. He massaged lower each time until he reached my breasts area. I tensed waiting for him to touch my nipples but his hands went over them and instead massaged my tummy. As he got lower again I tensed once more as he neared my pubic area. I did not know what to expect but he moved his hands to my thighs and massaged them, standing at my feet. My legs parted as he massaged them and I looked down at him. He looked at me, smiled and then deliberately diverted his eyes to my pussy, my very wet pussy. He openly stared at it as he massaged higher and higher, my legs parting more the higher he got.

"Does Madam wish for me to continue," he asked just as he reached below my pussy. 

"Oh God Please," I couldn't avoid saying.

"As Madam wishes," as his fingers stroked my pussy lips and over my pubic muscle and hair. 

I pushed myself up and opened my legs wider to give him easier access, not that he needed it. He inserted one finger into me and I have to be honest and say his one finger felt better than Bill's cock. He then inserted another, twisting them around in me. At the same time his other hand brushed my left nipple and I left out a huge moan. He finger fucked me very gently and then placed his thumb on my clit, easing it up and down. I was experiencing feelings I never had before and I felt an orgasm overcome me so much that I screamed out an enormous,

"YESSSSSSSSSS, OH GOD YESSSSSS"

"Madam, you need to be quiet."

"Ohhhhhhhhh, I'm sorry. Oh my god," as he continued to finger fuck me.

"Please stop, I can't take anymore."

He eased his fingers out gently and then stunned me once more by placing his fingers to my mouth.

"Taste yourself," he said in a commanding voice.

I opened my mouth, taking his fingers into it, I licked them, tasting my wet pussy on them. He smiled down on me taking his fingers out and stroking my face gently.

"Did Madam enjoy her full body?"

"Oh Yes, thank you, may I ask your name?"

"Jim," he replied, "What else has Madam planned for her trip?"

I looked up at him, now very conscious that I was still lying down naked before him. He noticed my awareness and handed me the towel which I quickly put around me.

"We have a game of golf this afternoon and maybe tomorrow as well."

"Is Madam playing in the mixed competition tomorrow?"

"We hadn't planned to, I assume you would need to have planned a partner for it."

"Well Madam, a friend and I want to play in it but we need female partners, would you play with us?" he asked with a big smile on his face.

I didn't know if he was playing with me, if he meant only golf, but I said, "I'll ask my friend if she wants to do that, will I find you here?"

"I'll give you my card Madam, I'm not always here, only for special clients."

"What do you mean special clients?"

"Your friend asked for the "special" full body for you, did you not know that?"

"No, I didn't," now knowing that what happened was not the normal massage. Deep down I knew that once my panties had been removed but I didn't care due to the amazing feelings he was generating in me.

"Madam, it was my pleasure. You have my card if you wish to play in the golf or maybe another massage."

With that he left, leaving me lying there, utterly shattered in a good way, having feelings I had never experienced before. I wanted to kill Jenny but also wanted to thank her, knowing I could never admit to her or anyone else what had just happened or how it made me feel. I stayed there for another fifteen minutes trying to feel normal before I saw Jenny. I put my gown on and left only to see her in the waiting area. 

"How was it?"

"It was good, made me feel nice and relaxed."

She looked carefully at me and then broke into a huge smile.

"Oh Girl you got the special alright, you can't hide that look on your face and in your eyes. Tell me I'm right."

"I have no idea what you talking about, it was a nice massage," as I walked away, her following me, looking strangely at me.

"Ok Girl, keep it to yourself," laughing heartily as she walked.

I went to my bedroom and lay naked on my bed. Surprising myself I put my fingers into my pussy feeling my still wetness and then tasting my own fingers. It tasted better off his fingers. I lay there stunned at what had just happened, it was as if I was only now feeling what I have read about all these years. And he had only used his hands and fingers on me. Jenny was calling me, telling me we should go for lunch if we were playing golf.

I didn't want to shower and spoil the feeling so I dressed and followed her down. Surprisingly she had on shorts today rather than the short skirt. I didn't ask why. We had a quick lunch and then played our golf. My game was nowhere as good as the previous day as my mind was replaying the actions of the morning again and again. I couldn't concentrate on my golf.

"Oh Girl he must have been very good!"

"Shut up, I'm just tired."

"Whatever you say Girl, I believe you, ha ha."

When we were back in our hotel room I got another message from Bill. We talked a little, him apologising again, my telling him how good the massage was, how good his hands were, laughing at his doubts about what I was saying. When we concluded I again did not repeat his statements of love for me. I knew I had said enough to give him some doubts about what I was doing but for some strange reason I didn't care. Maybe it was because I was still upset with him for not contacting me earlier in the week but maybe it was more than that.

I then remembered that I had not asked Jenny about the mixed golf competition.

"Jenny, I bumped into a guy earlier that is looking for a partner for the mixed competition tomorrow, for him and his friend, what do you think?", I didn't tell her it was the masseur. 

"Is he nice? Is his friend?"

"He seems ok, I didn't see his friend."

"Ok I'll play on one condition."

"Which is?"

"That you wear my golf dress."

"No way I'm wearing that."

"Guess no deal so."

I didn't know what to do. If I conceded Jenny might think I was desperate to play with him, if I said no, I might not get to see him again and I so wanted to do that.

"Ok you have a deal."

She laughed loudly, "He must be real nice."

I went back to my bedroom and lay again on my bed, wondering if golf might be the only game on Jim's mind. I texted him that we were free for the game. I received an immediate response expressing delight and giving me the tee time.

That evening we had dinner and our usual wine. Jenny was looking out for her four guys but they were not there and she was disappointed. We had more drink that usual and only hit the bed at 1am. I slept better that night than I had for a very long time, with some glorious dreams.

As Olivia and Jenny were dining Jim and his friend Tony were eating at another restaurant in the hotel. Jim had deliberately picked a different one so as not to bump into her. His plans were going way better than even he had imagined. 

No more than a few months ago did he start chatting to a married man on a gay website. Jim specialised in mentoring married guys online and carefully choosing guys he thought might be submissive, all with the intention of getting their wives to play and to get them to do whatever he wanted. To date he had played this out with more than ten couples but to his disappointment none of them had come up to the high standards of compliance he commanded. His ultimate aim was to find a couple who would both comply with his every wish.

When he started talking to the guy online, that he later found out was Bill, very quickly he realised that the guy was a total wimp and that if his wife was anyway normal that there was no way that Bill could be satisfying her. He had found out earlier today that, in one short massage session, indeed that was the truth. He had never seen a woman react so clearly to mere touching at his hands and it was obvious that Olivia was a woman waiting to be released in a very big way.

After months of chatting with Bill they agreed to meet. On the very first night they met Bill ended up as Jim's new Sub, with a new name "Wimp". In the last number of weeks Bill had undertaken many tasks, had sucked many cocks, had been initiated into a new Master/Sub Club with Jim fucking him for the first time in front of a large crowd. 

Jim had in his possession several videos of Bill in action as well as some pictures of Olivia. From the few bits of information he had gathered he knew where she played golf and her first name. From the golf club website he managed to see some photos in their online gallery which included pictures of Olivia, some in the company of another girl, Jenny Wilson. From there he went to facebook and found Jenny's profile and saw that she had 100's of friends, mostly men. He sent her a friend request knowing that she would accept any request from a man, based on what he had seen on her profile. As expected she accepted and from there he could see that she posted all details of her activities on her pages. He couldn't believe his luck when he saw a posting that said that Jenny and Olivia were going to the Spa. He had expected to spend a number of weeks planning but here was an opportunity straight away.

This week he had spent Monday and Tuesday with Bill initiating him into the Club as well as other humiliating tasks. More were planned later in the week. It was pure good luck that Bill had been so caught up in his tasks that he had forgotten to call Olivia which upset her which played into Jim's hands all the more. 

On leaving Bill on Tuesday night he and Tony left for the Spa. Jim had built up many contacts over the years through the various clubs he was involved in. In the Master/Sub world he was very well known and respected. One such contact was the General Manager of this very Spa. It was through this contact that Jim had managed to arrange to carry out the massage on Olivia. He had previously posted on Jenny's facebook page a message about "Special" massages for the frustrated woman and suggesting that she might like one for herself or a friend. Jenny had so many messages and posts that he was confident that she might just see it as an advertisement, but hoped she might spot and act on it nevertheless. Jim was good at reading people and he had read Jenny correctly. In addition he had teased Bill earlier about Olivia being with a real man, putting doubts in Bill's mind about his wife.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 06



Now that he had met both Bill and Olivia and seen what Bill was capable of, he was more confident that ever that he had found his perfect couple. Tony. His partner in crime so to speak, was excited at what Jim had to tell him. Unknown to Olivia he had recorded the massage session and 

Tony had earlier watched it with great interest.

"She certainly looked like she has some built up frustration in her, I loved the way she opened up so easily. Though I am not surprised at all after seeing her total Wimp of a husband, I would say the woman has never had a good fucking in her life."

"If things go as planned that will all change tomorrow."

"Jim, you're getting so good at this, I can't wait to see how it all unfolds."

"Don't you worry my friend, you'll see it all," as they both laughed and clinked their glasses.

"To Bill and Olivia, the perfect Wimp and Whore."

The following morning Olivia woke, feeling very refreshed after a great deep sleep. She immediately thought of the previous day and the amazing feelings that Jim had instilled in her, feelings she never thought possible, feelings she thought only existed in fairy tales.

Jenny knocked on her bedroom door, "You awake yet Girl?"

"Yeah, I'm just gonna jump in the shower, I'll follow you down."

"Ok, see you there, I left your dress on the couch."

After my shower I put on my golf top and trousers and went to the breakfast room. Inside the door I saw Jenny talking to a man at the Juice counter. When I was seated next to her I asked her who the guy was. That's one of our playing partners today, Tony. He was just saying he was looking forward to playing with two sexy women, asked if we could share a buggy. I wondered how he had known who my friend was, maybe Jim had seen us together. I looked around and saw Jim and Tony sitting together, Jim raised his juice glass to me when I looked at him. I smiled back, realising that my heart was pounding a bit faster than normal.

"Jenny, I can't wear that dress with these guys."

"Ok, you better go tell them the game is off so, up to you Girl,"

"Why are you being so cruel?"

"Ha ha, I'm not being cruel, I'm just proving to you how desirable you are to men."

"Ok, if you insist."

We had our breakfast with me seated directly opposite from Jim. I could feel him staring at me all through the meal and could almost feel him remembering seeing me naked and exposed on the massage table. I could feel myself becoming aroused, still a new feeling to me. I tried looking away from him but found myself looking back every time only to find him still staring at me. They finished first, coming over to our table on the way out. 

"Olivia, this is my friend Tony who will partner Jenny. I am sure we will beat them though. I'm Jim," he said holding his hand out to Jenny, "We'll see you on the putting green in 40 minutes."

They walked away without waiting for a response from us. 

"Oh Girl you have found yourself a good one there, don't you just love a man to take command."

"Jenny, who does he think he is, almost like giving us orders."

"Girl, I love that in a man, you would too if you let yourself relax."

"Shut up."

We finished our breakfast and went back to change. I put the dress on and looked at myself in the mirror. Jenny barged in.

"Oh Girl you look so good," lifting the dress to my surprise. "You can't wear those plain panties under that dress, wear these," handing me silk white ones she had in her hand. 

I recognised them from our shopping trip, "I can't wear those."

"You can and you will."

I took them from her, taking off the plain cotton ones I had on, putting the silk ones on. They felt really good. I looked at myself again in the mirror and even I had to agree that I looked sexy, sexier than I had ever looked or indeed felt before. Could I really go out dressed like this, I asked myself. I even lifted the dress and bent down to try and see what might be on display today. I could see that my panties would be clearly on view every time I bent down, I remembered what Jenny had looked like on the greens. Could I do that?

Jenny called out, "Ready?"

Taking a long last look in the mirror I took a deep breath and left my room. Jenny looked me over with an approving look and a big smile.

We went to the clubs storage area and got our clubs and went to the putting green. I could feel lots of eyes on me as we walked along. As I approached the green Jim and Tony watched our every step. I could see a huge smile appear on Jim's face.

"All I can say is WOW, and right on time too."

I looked at him, embarrassed at being the centre of attention, not something I was used to. 

"Come put your clubs in my buggy," he said pointing to the buggy on his right.

Tony had already taken Jenny's clubs and put them on his buggy. Jenny was wearing a top and short skirt and she looked very sexy. I put my clubs on his buggy and he indicated that it was time to go. Not saying a word I followed him towards the first tee. 

"What's the wager Jim," Tony asked.

"The usual mixed one?"

"You're on," he replied smiling at Jim.

Jenny and I looked at each other, "What's the usual?"

"We'll let you know as we go along. Don't worry it won't cost you anything and we're going to win anyway," he said laughing and touching me on the arm.

We looked at each other again, Jenny was smiling. I was a bit concerned at why Jim could not simply tell us what the wager was.

Jim was first to drive from the first tee, it was an enormous drive straight down the middle of the fairway. "You're next," indicating to me.

I stood up and bent down to put the ball on the tee. Straight away I felt my dress rise at the back and saw that the guys were standing directly behind me. When I looked at them they were smiling. Nervously I addressed the ball and somehow managed to drive the ball straight, though not too long.

"Good shot Olivia," Jim said.

Tony was next, matching Jim's drive and Jenny. After showing a lot of thigh, matched my shot. We were off and running. 

Jim got into the passenger side of the buggy leaving me to drive. I had assumed he would drive but said nothing. As I sat down I could not help noticing that the dress barely covered the top of the thighs and I saw Jim looking at my legs approvingly.

"Very nice dress, I didn't think you would own such a dress to be honest."

"I don't, it's Jennys."

"So why are you wearing it?"

I didn't want to tell him that it was her condition of us playing with them so I just said, "Long story," and laughed nervously.

"Interesting, well we have all day, you can tell me later."

Once again there was the commanding voice, and I looked over at him. He was staring ahead as we reached our tee shots. The guys reached the greens with their next shots, Jenny and I took two more to reach. I could see Tony and Jenny laughing as they drove along in their buggy, obviously getting on well already. On the first green I noticed that the guys had taken up a position directly opposite the line of my putt. 

As I went to putt Jim said, "Olivia, do you not look at the lines of your putts?"

I usually did but knew that to do that I would have to crouch down and I was aware that would expose my panties to the guys. I stepped back and crouched down, trying to keep my legs closed at the same time. This was difficult but I think I managed to prevent any flashing. I took the putt which went close to the hole, I tapped it in and bent to take the ball out, the guys now standing behind me. How was I going to get through 18 holes like this I asked myself? Jenny, of course, had no hesitation in flashing the guys, smiling openly at them. The first hole was halved in par by the two guys and we moved on.

"Olivia, you need to relax, do you need another massage?" smiling at me, as I drove to the next tee.

I blushed remembering the massage and how exposed I had been to him. On the next green I didn't need to read my putt as I pitched the ball very close. Thankfully we moved on, the hole again halved by the guys. I was now beginning to relax in Jim's company, chatting about golf and the hotel. 

By the fifth hole I had told myself just to relax, that what was the harm if they got a flash of panty. After all they were seeing Jenny's all the time. As I crouched down to read my putt and my legs open the guys smiled at each other and I thought I saw them give each other a small fist bump. I also saw Jenny having a good look at me. Jim won the hole with a birdie.

"Nice birdie," I said as we walked to our buggy.

"Nice panties," was his response, "a bit different to yesterday's plain ones".

I blushed brightly, not being able to look at him and saying nothing. I drove in silence to our balls, wondering where this was headed. On the next green I thought I saw Tony with his hand under Jenny's skirt on her panties but he seemed to remove it when I looked over. Jenny was looking straight ahead, not appearing to be noticing or bothered by it. By the ninth hole he was openly doing it with Jenny sniggering and smiling at him. By now our panties were openly on display on every green with the guys always standing perfectly in front of us. As I crouched down on this green, Jim crouched down at the same time directly in front of me to assist me in reading the putt. Looking at him I opened my legs wider giving him a birds eyes view. He smiled and I got the putt to win the hole for our team. We were now two holes up.

"Nice putt, that's the first nine prize for us."

"Thanks, what's the prize." 

"You'll see," he replied as I saw Tony talking to Jenny and her looking alarmed but still smiling.

On the next green it was Jenny's turn to putt first. As was now usual we all stood facing her as she crouched down. I was stunned to notice that she had removed her panties and we were all seeing her bare shaven pussy. Openly the guys gave each other a high five as she smiled up at them, taking longer than normal to get ready to putt. Walking off the green I went to Jenny.

"Jenny what are you doing?"

"We lost the first nine so that was the first wager, Tony told me I had to remove them."

"You didn't have to do it."

"A wager is a wager Girl," as she went over to Tony. He openly patted her bum.

When I got back in our buggy Jim was smiling widely.

"Did you like the prize?"

"No I didn't, I hope if we had lost that you don't think I would have done that."

"Oh you would have Olivia, you would have," again that commanding voice, "anyway I told you we would win."

"Thankfully you were right," I nervously replied.

"Just as well they are more wagers so," laughing at me.

"What are they?"

"All in good time Olivia."

I drove away, slightly panicking but also finding myself becoming more excited. Jim smiled at me and patted me on my thighs. As we passed Jenny and Tony I could see his hands on her thighs. At least, I thought, Jim doesn't think I'm as available as Jenny appears to be to Tony. I looked over at Jim who was staring ahead but smiling and whistling and as reached our next shots. Jim was playing the best golf of us and easily won the next two holes. The next hole had woods on each side with a narrow area to drive our balls between them. Jenny drove her ball into them. 

As we left the tee Jim said to Tony, "that's next one won."

"We know."

I looked at all three of them inquisitively but no one said anything as we headed towards the woods.

"Come on we should help Jenny find her ball."

We all went into the woods, where I found Jenny kneeling at her ball. Jim walked up to her and Jenny, looking up at him, smiled and began to unzip his shorts. I was stunned as she took out his cock and began sucking it wildly. I could not take my eyes off what was happening right in front of us. What I could not help but notice was the size of his cock. It was huge, at least twice the size of Bills and double the thickness, maybe even more. Jenny greedily sucked away, both guys laughing openly at her willingness.

"Jenny I can tell you've sucked a lot of cocks, you're a bit of a slut really."

She smiled up at him and he started to moan a bit. I was shocked as I had never before seen anyone have sex. I had only ever sucked Bill once as I didn't like it, I couldn't believe Jenny could take all of his cock into her mouth but she seemed to do so easily. Surely it would choke her I thought. He then held her head tightly as it was obvious that he was cumming in her mouth. She carried on sucking as some of the cum dripped out the side of her mouth. When he was finished she put his cock back in his shorts and zipped him up, she then used her tongue to lick up the cum around her lips. The guys laughed at her openly.

"You're such a slut and cock sucker."

"Thank you Sir," she replied, stunning me that she accepted what the guys were saying to her.

With that the guys left the woods and returned to the buggies.

"Jenny how could you do that?"

"Girl a wager is a wager, did you see his cock, do you not want some of that?"

"Shut up Jenny, of course I don't," blushing as I thought of how big he was.

There was silence between us as we drove to the next green. I kept thinking that thankfully Jim was winning and I did not have to refuse the wagers, which I knew I would have to do. Jenny was openly flashing her pussy at every green now. As she bent down on the green the guys stood behind her. Tony, using his putter, raised her skirt up from the back, exposing her ass to the guys. All she did was smile as she carried on placing her ball on the green. As she stood he left his putter between her legs, the tip of it clearly against her pussy. She carried on putting as he moved it up and down her pussy and amazingly she made the putt. I had a putt to hole which I thankfully made. I was scared now to lose a hole as I did not know if there were any more wagers. 

"Well done, just as well you made that putt," Jim said laughing as he took his seat in the buggy. 

As I drove he put his hand on my thigh and left it there, using his fingers to rub my thighs a little. I looked at him but didn't remove his hand. In fact I opened my legs a little wider leaving him free to rub the inside of my thighs. Nothing was said between us.

We now had two holes left and we had the match won. On the next green Tony was clearly touching and fingering Jenny under her skirt, as she leant back against him. Jim won the hole again and we moved on. At the final tee box there was a small sheltered area. Tony went and sat down followed by Jenny. Jim looked on. Jenny knelt and removed Tony's shorts, raised her skirt and sat on his large cock, taking it all in easily. Once again I was openly stunned as she raised herself up and sat down with more force each time, wildly riding him and moaning quietly. I looked around but we were sheltered from the rest of the course and no one could see us. It wasn't long before Tony came in her, followed quickly by Jenny screaming out loud. Jim shouted "Fore" to prevent her being heard by others and laughed.

After taking our final drives, we drove down the fairway.

"Olivia, are you disappointed we won all the wagers?"

"I am not, I would not have done any of it, I am stunned that Jenny did."

"Yeah she's a real slut but believe me Olivia, you would have done it if we had lost."

Again that commanding voice, not even looking at me as he spoke. At the final green Jenny's pussy was clearly red and dripping. We took our final putts and as I went to shake the guys hands Jenny openly kissed Tony open mouthed. She then did the same with Jim. They looked at me but I just put my hands out for the hand shake. Jim kissed me on my cheek, thanking me for the game.

"Let's have dinner tonight," Jim not asking us but saying it as if we had no choice. 

Jenny said, "That would be great."

"Jenny, we were going home tonight, we won't have time for dinner."

"Girl, Bill is away, relax a little, I'm sure we can stay another night, I'll check us in."

"Ok I suppose."

Jim smiled at me, "Great that's all sorted so seven for drinks before dinner", not waiting for a response before walking away.

We went back to our hotel room.

"Jenny, I cannot believe what you did out there, anyone could have seen you. Have you no shame?"

She laughed at me, "Girl you really have to get a life and live a little, have you no adventure in you, have you any idea of how good their cocks feel in me?"

"Stop it please, I don't even know how you could take something that big."

She looked at me, "Is Bill not big then?"

"Oh god he's tiny compared to these guys," not believing what I was saying to her, "there is no way I could take it."

"Girl, your pussy has a mind of its own, you should try."

"Oh Jenny I couldn't do that, not to Bill."

"Whatever Girl, you have no idea what you're missing."

Jim and Tony had gone back to their large suite, laughing and chatting about the game.

"Jim, you certainly read Jenny well, the girl is a total slut. I told her on the first hole what the wagers were and she said she hoped we lost them all."

"I know, but she's not the challenge. Olivia is the big prize, did you see how stunned she was watching Jenny. Did you see how she couldn't take her eyes off our cocks."

"Do you still think she's the one then?"

"Oh yes I can see she's a bit confused at my taking control but she's done all I've asked so far. I think she will be as good as her pitiful wimp of a husband. I can't wait to show her what a real cock feels like, I bet she is so tight."

Jim then texted and spoke to Bill who was surprised at the lack of contact for the day. Jim told him that he had had a great day but would not give him any details. Jim laughed to himself as he told Bill to head home, knowing that Olivia would not be home tonight, knowing that Olivia was going to have the experience of her life. He was beginning to enjoy this very much knowing that in a short time he would be bringing it all together and finally getting the true submissive couple he had been looking for. Oh what plans he had for them. He still found it hard to believe that it was all happening so quickly.

Olivia and Jenny got ready for their evening with the guys. Jenny asked Olivia what she was wearing and persuaded her to wear a short sundress that she had bought during their shopping trip. She also persuaded her to wear some of the new lingerie that she had bought. Olivia was very confused at her thoughts of wanting to look nice for Jim. She found it strange when she thought that as if Jim was her date and Tony was Jenny's.

"What am I thinking Jenny, It's not as if we're having a date with the guys."

Jenny laughed, "Well not a first date anyway."

"What do you mean?"

"Well they've seen all I have to offer and Jim has seen all of you, hardly what you'd expect before a first date."

I looked at her stunned. She laughed again, "Tony told me that Jim was your masseur and what happened, and you call me a slut."

I looked away, mortified that Jim had told Tony and him Jenny. I didn't think I could go ahead with the dinner but at the same time I realised that I wanted to see Jim again. I could not get out of my mind the size of his cock or the feel of his hands on me or his fingers in me. I must have been blushing.

"Girl, will you look at yourself, you're like a teenager going out for her first date."

"Shut up Jenny, if we're doing this lets go."

Jenny walked ahead of me. I looked at what she was wearing. It was a very light red dress and 5 inch heels which made her legs look long. She looked very well and I could not make out any panty lines. I wondered if she even had any on, nothing at this stage would surprise me about her. We went into the bar to find the guys standing there. They looked approvingly at us and at each other.





Married Guy New Experience Ch. 06



"Looking very good girls, here's your drinks."

Jim had not even asked us what we wanted and handed us each a glass of champagne. We took them from him and clinked glasses.

"To a great night," said Tony. We all repeated it, Jim gently touching my arm to point me towards a table in the corner. 

We all sat down, a couple on each side of the table. We talked about the golf and eventually Jim got around to the wagers.

"Olivia, what did you think of Jenny today, didn't she do well?"

"Can we please not discuss that?"

"No, we are going to discuss it."

Looking at him and the others who were smiling, "I thought she was disgraceful doing all those things in public."

They laughed, "So in private they would be ok?"

"That's not what I said, I can't believe she did any of it."

"Which bits Olivia?"

"All of it, taking her panties off, sucking you, fucking Tony."

"Nothing wrong with sucking and fucking, is there?"

I could not believe we were having this conversation. I would never before this week have even used those terms, "I suppose not, with your partner."

They all laughed at me. Jim continued, "And do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Suck and fuck Bill?"

"Please stop this, I don't want to talk about me and Bill."

Jenny laughed, "I'm not surprised."

Tony asked her why. "No reason," she replied.

"Go on tell us why did you say that?"

Jenny looked embarrassed now looking over at me, "Because she said Bill is tiny."

I looked over at her, "Jenny how could you say that."

She apologised but all I could feel were all eyes on me. "Is that right Olivia," Jim asked.

"Please stop this," I pleaded but all eyes remained on me in silence, I felt as if they were all waiting for me to speak again, "Yes he is."

Jim patted me on my bare knee as if I done something good and asked the waiter for the food menu. On the other side of the table I could see that Tony had his hands under the table and that Jenny was squirming a little. I again wondered whether she had any panties on. Only Jim got the menu which he looked over. He called the waiter over and gave orders for all four of us, steaks for the guys, chicken for the girls. He also ordered some wine. I looked over at Jenny and Tony wondering if they were going to comment on his ordering for us but they said nothing. Jim took one of my hands and placed it on his knee. I didn't even look at him and just left it there, not moving it.

When the waiter told us our table was ready we went to the restaurant. We seated in the same order around a round table. The wine was poured and our starters arrived. Jim had ordered a salmon starter for all of us. Even though I did not like fish I did not want to appear rude so I just ate it. Jenny was asking Tony about his job who told him he was a gynaecologist. She laughed as they discussed all the different pussies he sees every day.

I felt Jim move closer to me.

"So tell me Olivia, how small is Bill?"

"Please Jim, I don't want to talk about him."

"Come on now Olivia, I'm just curious how a tiny guy can satisfy a sexy lady like you."

I looked at him, thinking how can he think I'm sexy, I'm just a normal mature married woman. He continued to stare at me, waiting for me to answer.

"He's small, that's all about it."

"Does he satisfy you Olivia?"

"Please stop," but he waited, "We don't have much sex anymore."

"At all? Did he ever satisfy you, do you suck him Olivia?"

"Please Jim can we stop this, it's not fair on him."

"Now now Olivia Bill's not here is he, I bet he's off somewhere having his tiny cock sucked by some whore."

I looked at him pleadingly, "I know he's not, he's not into sex anymore."

"Has he ever satisfied you Olivia?"

"NO," I shouted, looking at all the eyes in the restaurant on me, "Sorry I didn't mean to shout."

He patted me again on the knee. "And do you suck him?"

"Only once a long time ago, I didn't like it," I noticed that Tony and Jenny had gone silent and were listening to our conversation.

"I think there's a lot of things you haven't done Olivia, you do know it's never too late to try."

"Please Jim can we stop this, I don't like to talk about sex."

Thankfully our main courses arrived and we ate in silence. Jim continued to top up our wine glasses every time they were half empty. When the waiter had taken our empty plates away, Tony asked.

"Olivia did you enjoy your massage?"

I looked pleadingly at Jim who just stared back waiting for me answer. "Yes, it was relaxing and nice."

"From what I saw it was a lot more than that," he laughed.

I looked at Jim with a panicked face.

"Don't worry Olivia, that video is only for me."

"What video," I practically shouted, again bringing attention to our table.

"The video of our massage of course."

"How could you do that and if it was only for you how come Tony has seen it."

"Tony is my friend, I always share with him."

I was mortified with Jenny asking Jim if she could watch the video. I stared at her but they all laughed.

"I'd say you've made some videos in your time, you filthy slut."

Jenny laughed and I sat there stunned at what was being said. Jim had a video of me naked and him doing things to me. What would Bill say or do if he knew?

Jim decided we were not having desserts so we had more wine and a coffee, again which he ordered. I was becoming a bit annoyed at his ordering for us all and also at the lack of reaction from Tony and Jenny. Just who did Jim think he was?

When we were finished we went back to the bar area which was now turned into a dancing area. Jim got the drinks and I was beginning to feel a little drunk. Jim again put my hand on his knee and without thinking I began to move it up and down his leg. On the other side of the table both of them had hands under the table. Jenny was drinking faster than I was and she appeared to be getting drunker than I felt. The guys looked like the drink was having no impact on them. 

As I touched his legs Jim stood up and put his hand out to me for a dance. I stood and we walked to the middle of the dance floor where a slow song has just started. He held me close to him as we danced slowly.

"Are you enjoying your night Olivia?"

"Yes, I am, but I really don't like talking about Bill or sex."

"I am just trying to get to know you better."

"Why?"

"Because you are a sexy woman Olivia and I like sexy women."

"But I'm married."

"I know, to a wimp, but that doesn't mean you can't have some fun of your own."

"Jim, please I can't, I could never cheat on Bill."

"Olivia, relax, enjoy the night," with that he held me tighter, his hand wandering down my back, down to the top of my panty line. 

I tensed in his arms, not knowing if I wanted him to stop or carry on. When I relaxed a little, his hand moved down over the ass, caressing it softly, placing his finger between my cheeks. I didn't move just carried on dancing slowly in his arms. He carried on lower, and I felt my dress being lifted from behind and then his hands on my panties. In all of the action I had forgotten I was in a public place and when I looked over at the bar area I could see a gang of six guys watching intently. When Jim turned my back to them I knew they could see my black lacy panties and Jim's hands now inside them but I didn't stop him. When I again faced the guys they were beaming and one of them gave me a little round of applause. When the song was over Jim escorted me back to our table. Automatically I put my hand back on his knee.

Just then I heard my phone beep and I saw it was a message from Bill, left ages ago. Jim asked me to show him and I did. He then told me to reply that I couldn't talk, that I was staying with Jenny, that I was at a party and that I would see him tomorrow. I did as he asked, feeing very guilty about it. He patted me on the knee again.

The other two were now out dancing a very sexy dance with Tony having his hands all over Jenny with the guys at the bar having a good look.

Jim turned to me, "Go to the ladies and remove your panties, then give them to me."

I stared at him, not believing I had heard him correctly.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"You heard me."

"You're mad if you think I'm going to do that."

"Ok Olivia, it's like this, You do what I tell you or the evening ends here, your choice."

I didn't know what to do. He had me all worked up and I didn't think I wanted the evening to end, I'm not sure where I wanted it to go but knew I wanted it to continue. I stared at him, wondering if he was serious. His look told me he was. I got up from the table and went to the ladies room. I could not believe what I was doing as I removed my panties and put them in my bag. I went back to our table and he put his hand out. 

"What?" I said.

"Give them to me now."

I looked around to see who was watching and I noticed two guys from the group at the bar intently watching. I stared again at Jim.

"Now."

I opened my bag and bundled them in my hand and handed them to him. He took them from me and opened them up to have a good luck. I was mortified seeing him do this, seeing the two guys point out to their mates what was happening.

"Go ask them to dance," he said, pointing at the guys.

"Please Jim, don't make me do this."

"As of now you only call me Sir, if you want to continue, ask them to dance."

My mind was in turmoil, I could not help but obey him as I turned and walked towards the bar. The guys were staring openly at me and I asked the guy who had earlier applauded me if he would like to dance.

"Fuck yeah I would," as he high fived each of the other guys.

I was totally embarrassed as he took me in his arms to the middle of the floor. He has no interest in dancing, only in feeling my body. Immediately he placed his hand down my back and onto my ass. He now knew that the panties that Jim had were mine and he started groping my ass roughly. I saw Jim walk to the bar and speak to the guys. The other five guys then came to the middle of the dance floor and surrounded me. I was scared as I could not move between them. I felt lots of hands roam over my body and then hands go under my dress onto my ass, legs and then over my pussy hair. Next thing I knew was my dress being lifted up and over my head. I tried to stop them but could not. I was now standing in the middle of six guys on a dancefloor in just a bra and heels. I could see Jim, Tony and jenny watching closely as well as other people around the bar. My breasts were handled and pinched and one of the guys started fingering me, another kissing me. I didn't know where to turn when I felt them all move away. Jim had come over and stopped them, sending them back to the bar. He then started dancing with me slowly, still only in my bra and heels with the entire bar watching us.

"Olivia, You know you belong to me now."

"Yes Jim."

He pinched my nipples hard, "what did you call me?"

"Sorry, yes Sir."

"Good girl, now you have a choice and I don't often give choices, shall we leave or do you want me to give you to the six guys?"

"Oh please can we leave now."

"Put your dress on and go give each of the guys a nice kiss."

I did as he asked and went to the bar, going to the first guy and kissing him fully. When I did the second I started being felt up again. I quickly got through the others but not before every one of them had a good feel of my pussy, ass and breasts.

"Well done Olivia, you made those boys very happy." I looked over at them and they were still staring at me, probably hoping for more.

Jim stood and left the bar. The three of us followed him and we went to his suite. He opened a bottle of champagne that was sitting in an ice bucket and handed each of us a glass. 

Tony whispered something to Jenny who put her glass down and came over to me. She took my face in her hands and started kissing me. I jumped away from her to see Jim staring at me. I turned back towards her and she kissed me more, before long I couldn't help but return the kisses. This was the first time I had ever kissed another woman and it felt nice. I jumped again when I felt her hands go between my legs but we carried on kissing. She was now fingering me as I watched the guys sat on the couch watching us. She stopped kissing me and took my dress and bra off. 

I was now naked before all of them. She kissed my breasts taking my nipples and biting them gently before going back to kissing me again and generally feeling me all over. I was on fire now, my insides hotter than I had ever felt before. She took me over and sat me down on the couch between the two guys, opened my legs and went to kiss my pussy. I closed my legs automatically and I felt hands on either side take my thighs and open them wide. Jenny wasted no time lapping up my pussy juices, so wet now, her tongue on my clit. This was the very first time anyone had ever kissed me there, Bill didn't like it and I had always found it a dirty act. What Jenny was doing to me felt anything other than dirty and I was writhing on the couch in pure ecstasy and wild lust. Jim kissed me and Tony was kissing my breasts as Jenny did her magic between my legs. It wasn't long before I felt my entire body shudder, before I felt an enormous orgasm building up in me. The guys stopped and just watched as I climaxed wildly, holding Jenny's head tightly against my pussy, screaming;

"OH GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"

I lay there, the guys staring at me, huge smiles on their faces. I looked at Jenny and her face was covered in my juices. She leant over and kissed me wildly, I could taste myself in her kiss and it tasted wonderful. I was lying there feeling totally shattered when Jim got up.

"Another drink for the slut and the Whore."

I knew they called Jenny a slut so that could only mean I was the Whore.

"I'm not a whore."

They all laughed, "No of course you're not, you're just a married woman who displayed herself to a bar full of guys, let them all grope her, let her friend bring her to a shuddering climax and is still wanting more."

"You made me do all that."

"I didn't make you do anything you didn't want to do, now tell us what are you?"

"I'm a whore," as I looked at the floor.

"Say it to our faces, tell us you want more."

I looked up at their smiling faces, "I'm a Whore and I want more."

"Tell us why you want more."

"Because I have never felt this good."

"Because you have a pitiful husband who cannot please you."

"Yes because Bill has a tiny cock and cannot please me."

"What will you do for us?"

"Anything Sir, whatever you want."

Jim looked at Tony with a pleasing smile. "See I told you I had found the perfect one, this is going to be so much fun."

Jenny was looking at of this this happening, "What about me?"

"Take your clothes off Slut, you can be part of the plan too."

Jenny wasted no time in taking them off.

"Whore, do for Slut what she did for you."

I looked over at him as Jenny sat on the couch. I didn't want to do that and the look of disgust must have been apparent on my face.

"You said you would do anything."

"I meant for you Sir."

"Do it NOW."

I went over and knelt before her, he legs wide open, her bare pussy facing me. I leant down and started kissing it. The total bald feeling was very strange but nice nevertheless. Her scent was wonderful and the taste of her so sweet that I could not help myself in licking, kissing, and using my tongue on her clit and into her pussy. 

"The Whore likes pussy too, this just gets better and better."

While I felt humiliated and embarrassed I didn't stop until she came, surprising me with a little spurt onto my face. 

"Oh Girl, you're good, hard to believe you not done that before," as she took Tony's cock into her mouth.

I had not noticed the guys getting undressed but when I turned around I was confronted with Jim's erect penis at my face. I knelt up and touched it, amazed at how hard it was. Bill's had never felt that hard. I kissed the tip of it and took the first inch into my mouth. It felt nice. I took more in but was gagging after a couple of inches.

"Take it easy Whore, a little at a time."

The thickness of it was amazing, I could not get my palm around it. I stroked it slowly but he stopped me. He sat on the couch and asked me to crawl to him. Getting down on all fours I crawled to him, setting my arms on his knees. He took my head and pushed it down onto his cock. From this angle I could take a bit more and must have taken about 5 or 6 inches before I gagged again. I looked and saw there was still more to come. I looked over at Jenny who had taken all of Tony's cock into her mouth and was sucking him slow then fast.

"Follow the Sluts lead Whore."

I looked over into her face as she sucked Tony. She started by taking an inch at a time, licking it around then taking more. She would take her mouth off it then on again. She then took his cock out of her mouth and started sucking his balls, going back to his cock and treating it almost like an ice cream cone. 

I tried to repeat what she had done but was struggling to take it all in my mouth. Also sucking his hairless balls did not seem nice to me but he enjoyed it so I carried on.

Then Jenny stood over Tony and lowered herself onto his cock. I alarmingly looked up at Jim and he signalled for me to follow suit. I was genuinely scared as I really thought there was no way I could take his cock in me, that surely it would tear me open. He grabbed me by the hair and pushed me to a standing position.

Tony and Jenny, while fucking slowly, were looking directly at me, waiting to see me properly fucked for the very first time. I stood over him, and slowly lowered myself over him. When I felt the tip of his cock I tensed, easing the tip into me. Since I was so wet it slipped in easily but from the very first inch I felt fuller than I had ever been. As I took each inch I felt the pain go up through my body, but my lust was driving me on to take it all. In fairness to Jim he was letting me take it at my pace and when it was half way in I started to ease it in and out, a wonderful full feeling. I was moaning with the pleasure I was getting when I felt Jim's hands on my shoulders encouraging me to take more. I slowly sat more, driving it deeper into my pussy, feeling it tearing me a bit. Still I pushed more down on it until it was all in me. I felt as if I would feel it coming up my throat, so deep was it in me.

"Now fuck me Whore."

I started to move up and down, each time trying to get a little faster, though feeling it burning within me. Jim then started to take over the movement driving it into me harder with each thrust. Then he would relax and take it slowly before driving it again. I could not believe that I had managed to take it all and the feeling of it was so incredibly good and fulfilling. I started to thrust myself up and down on his cock wildly even though the pain was now bad.

"Look at me Whore."

I looked down at him as we fucked each other harder and harder, deeper and deeper into my aching pussy.

"You're a married Whore, look at you now, you can't get enough, don't you wish Bill could see you now, your pitiful husband."

"Oh yes he's not even a man compared to you Sir, oh fuck me, fuck me please."

I was screaming with the lust, pain and ecstasy of the fucking machine I was sitting on, and I could feel the orgasms build up in me, I screamed as I came again and again and still Jim kept up the rhythm. I was shattered and in a lot of pain as Jim eventually started moaning himself and let out a huge roar as he came heavily in me, so heavily I could feel his hot spurts of cum spill into me. I almost thought I should be able to taste it in my throat, so deep he seemed to spurt into me, spurt after spurt. When he was finished I collapsed down on him, his cock still impaled within me, still far bigger than Bill, even in his limp state.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 06



I looked over at the other two who had watched us intently, they now started fucking frantically and it did not take both of them long to climax at the same time. I was still lying on top of Jim, my face on his hairy chest.

"Well Whore, are you now a woman."

"Yes Sir, I thought I was before but know that I had not been a real woman until now, thank you Sir."

"My pleasure Whore," he laughed, "This is only the beginning of you being a woman, you will become my best ever, my perfect married Whore with a pitiful Wimp husband."

The four of us lay on the couch, all shattered at the events of the evening. Jenny and Tony got up and went to Tony's room, saying goodnight to us as they left. I was alarmed as I assumed we would go back to our own room. Jim stood, took my hand and guided me to his room. On entering it I saw that all of my clothes were there. I looked at him.

"I took the liberty of checking you out, no point in paying for a room not used."

I went to the bed waiting for Jim to tell me which side was mine. He indicated the far side and I got in. I was too tired to get my nightgown on and in any event I was sure it would have been on my bed already if I was intended to wear it. Jim got in and without a word fell asleep, his hand across my waist.

I lay there looking at him, wondering how I had come to this place, how in one week I had come from a boring married woman to being his married Whore. Jim had made me feel more complete in two days than Bill had in 25 years, what was I saying, Bill had never made me feel complete. I wondered if this was going to be a once off or whether this was the start of an affair with him. Eventually I fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of big cocks that I now knew existed in reality rather than just fiction.

What would happen in the morning...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 07



This is the next part of my first story. I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how I have got to where I am now. 

In this part Olivia, my wife, wakes up with the reality of what she has done and Jim tests both with conflicting instructions 

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! Up to now it has been Gay Male but this could be BDSM or maybe Loving Wives.

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I woke up after a deep sleep and turned over, feeling myself touch naked skin. This made me jump up and see a sleeping guy lying on his back. Then, looking at Jim, I understood where I was, asleep in his hotel suite. I looked down at my own naked body and remembered the previous days when I went from a bored married women to becoming his married Whore. What I also experienced was the most contented, actually only contented, sex of my life. 

Married to Bill for over 25 years I had always thought that mind blowing sex was only a fairy tale. Jim had shown me in less than 48 hours how a woman can feel totally satisfied, how a woman can feel complete, how a woman can have unbelievable orgasms. Bill has a tiny cock, something I have come to realise recently after seeing Jim's and Tony's cocks. More than seeing in fact, experiencing. 

I looked at him asleep, a contented look on his face. I pulled back the sheet off his lower body to get a good look at his cock, erect even while he slept. It looked huge and thick and I remembered how utterly full it made me feel. My pussy was still sore but at the same time getting wet as I looked down at Jim. I reached down and touched it, stroking it, laying my head on his tummy, just staring at it and loving the hard feeling of it.

"Good morning Whore."

I jumped up but he held my head where it lay. "Good morning Sir."

He pushed my head further down and I opened my mouth to take his cock, kissing the tip and sucking the top of it gently. Before yesterday I had only once sucked a cock once, Bill's tiny one once many years ago. I had always thought that I hated sucking but doing it to Jim's glorious cock changed all that. 

"I'm glad Whore knows her place in life now."

I carried on taking more is cock into my mouth, still finding it difficult without gagging. Each time I would gag I stopped and tried to relax my mouth and take more. I was loving the smell and taste of him, trying to force myself to take it all. He was just lying there, moaning a little.

Jim looked down at Olivia, still not believing the speed at which his plan was coming together. In the last four days he had made both Bill and Olivia his Subs, without either knowing about the other. He had been sucked by both, each swallowing his cum, had fucked both of them in front of others, had changed them from shy married people to displaying themselves in front of many others. Both of them had enormous potential as true Subs, both needing to be released from years of mundane boring sex lives. 

He wondered how Bill was this morning, where he thought Olivia was, whether he was worried. He smiled to himself at his thoughts as he enjoyed his new Whore struggling with his cock. He could see and feel that she wanted to satisfy him and take it all. He understood how difficult it was for her, after all part of the reason this was all possible was that Bill had such a tiny insignificant cock which could never have satisfied her. He was really such a Wimp, a perfect target for his mentoring. He had always wanted his own perfect married couple Subs and he was now convinced that he had found the ones to satisfy his long time wishes and fantasies.

Olivia continued sucking now that she had taken his full length in her mouth. She sucked softly, taking it all the way out then in again, gradually building up the pace as she totally got into her rhythm. She didn't notice the bedroom door open and Tony and Jenny walk in. They walked over to the bed and sat down, the movement which made Olivia notice them. She just carried on sucking as Jenny parted her legs and started touching her now very wet pussy. Jenny then knelt and started licking her clit softly. Olivia moaned as she sucked, already having her first orgasm of the day. Jenny then positioned Olivia on all fours at the edge of the bed, all of the time Olivia never stopping sucking Jim. She did not want to stop until he came in her mouth, she so wanted to taste his cum again. 

Tony positioned himself behind Olivia's ass, perched up in the air. He felt her ass, then gave it a huge slap which pushed her deep down on Jim's cock, almost choking her from the force of it. The two guys laughed as her reaction was to return to sucking. He slapped her again and again but she carried on, whimpering yet moaning at the same time. The guys smiled at each other. Jim pulled Jenny towards him and started fingering her pussy hard.

"Don't want Slut to feel left out," as he had three of his thick fingers in her, twisting them around and making her cum. He took his fingers out and had her clean them with her mouth.

Tony put his cock against Olivia's pussy, and her reaction was to part her legs wider. He shoved it all in at once, again impaling her on Jim's cock. She screamed at the force of it, both cocks now fully in her. 

"Does Whore want more?"

"Yes," she tried to say, which was not easy with a full cock in her mouth. She nodded furiously and both guys laughed at her.

"Tony, I think our married Whore wants to be fucked, do you Whore?"

She nodded again and again.

"Maybe we will give Slut our cocks instead, what do you think?"

"No, meeeee," she shouted through the cock in her mouth, making the guys laugh loudly.

Without warning both guys started moving slowly at the same time, in perfect unison with each other. Though Olivia was obviously struggling she was openly moaning and encouraging them to get faster and harder. They didn't need any such encouragement and started building up the pace. They had done this many times before and had perfected getting the pace right, each of them knowing when to ease off and when to speed up for best effect. 

Olivia had orgasm after orgasm, as she began to take more easily both cocks at the same time. Though hurting her at both ends she was experiencing feelings inside her that she had never thought possible.

"I wonder what her Wimp husband would think if she could see her now."

This surprised her as it was Jenny that said it as the guys laughed.

Jim said, "OH I'd say he'd love to see this, he might even clean our cocks afterwards and thank us for pleasing his Whore wife."

Olivia was scared with what she was hearing but was too caught up in the movement of both guys to worry too much about it for now. She felt both guys tensing up and knew what was going to happen next. She prepared herself for the cum that was going to spill into her at both ends, looking forward to the feeling of it. She had another orgasm just as both guys started cumming in her, filling her mouth and pussy. Though she struggled not to choke she swallowed and swallowed, the cum spilling out the side of her mouths. Jenny leant this and licked it off her, Jim's cock still in her mouth as Tony withdrew. Jenny took his cock in her mouth cleaning it with her tongue as Olivia lay back on the bed, totally drained and very sore all over.

"Now that's the only way for a proper Whore to start the day."

Olivia lay there, naked with her legs open. 

"Whore, you have a number of more tasks before I send you back to your Wimp husband."

"Please Sir, I can't take anymore."

Both guys laughed, "Whore will take more if we decide, but that's not what I mean. Slut here is going to shave your pussy bare for us, we don't really like hairy ones. Then I will put some clothes out for you to wear, go with her now."

"Sir, Bill will think that strange, particularly after I told him it looked ridiculous on him."

"Whore, do you think I care what he thinks, do it."

She got up from the bed and left with Jenny.

"Girl, you sure know how to start a morning."

"Jenny, what have I done?"

"Girl, you've finally opened up and feel what a proper man can do to a woman, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy it, I was there, remember," laughing at me.

"I loved it but it's so wrong, Jenny, I want Jim, not Bill."

She laughed again, "I'm not surprised Girl, now spread your legs," as she sat on the edge of the bath.

Jenny soaped her up and shaved her gently until she was totally smooth. She then creamed her up a little and dried her off. Olivia looked down at her bare pussy, liking the look of it, but worried about what Bill would say. They returned to the guys, both of them looking approvingly, Jim indicating that Olivia should lie between them on the bed. She took her place with both of them rubbing her newly bald area, fingering her as they did it. Although still sore she opened her legs, moaning with the pleasure they were giving her.

"Look Whore wants more I think."

She moaned again but they stopped, getting up off the bed, leaving her looking inquisitively at them.

"Ok Whore, we've had enough of you for now. Go get dressed, do not shower, your clothes are in the other bedroom."

Disappointed she left the room and went to the bedroom, seeing clothes on the bed. She looked them over, a short white skirt, light blue blouse, high heels and a yellow bra and thong. They were totally unlike anything she would normally wear and she wondered how she could go home dressed like this. She also knew she must smell of sex but she got dressed as instructed without washing. When she came out the other three were sitting on the couch.

"Looking good Girl, Bill gonna love the new look," the three of them smiling and laughing.

"Yes Whore you look good. You are only to wear yellow undies until I tell you otherwise, go buy yourself some more sexy yellow ones. Now the two of you get out and go home, your bags are packed at the door, I'll be in touch."

Olivia went to kiss him.

"What do you think you're doing Whore," as he pushed her away.

"I was just kissing you goodbye."

"Whore, what do you think we are, lovers?" laughing into her face, "You're Whore, I'm Sir, you do what I tell you when I tell you, you do NOT ever kiss me unless I tell you to, you do NOT ever do anything unless I tell you, is that clear?"

Olivia stood there, stunned, looking at him, "Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir." 

"Go now before you make any more mistakes."

On this same morning Bill woke up alone in his bed, wondering and worried where Olivia was. He was also thinking in detail about the events of the last week and all the tasks he had carried out for Jim, all the new experiences he had, the cocks he had sucked, the humiliations he had felt, the pictures and videos that Jim had of him doing the various things. Though he was very worried he was aware that the most overpowering thoughts in his mind was that he wanted more. That thought was what scared him most. 

He checked both his phones to see he had no messages from either Jim or Olivia. He texted Olivia.

"Hi Love, hope you enjoyed your party, I'm working from home today, hope to see you soon, Love you, xx."

He then showered, dressed including his yellow briefs, had some breakfast and went to his office and logged into his work station. He found it hard to concentrate on his work, wondering when he would hear from Jim again and what would be required of him next. He had agreed with Olivia that they would go away for the weekend but he did not know if that was going ahead or not. In a way he hoped not as he did not think he could give her his full attention.

Then almost at the same time both of his phones beeped. He picked up his secret phone first.

"Hi Wimp, hope you enjoyed your week."

Then the other, "Hi, I'm on the way home, see you there." He responded "Ok", as he wanted to get back to Jim.

"Hi Sir, thank you, yes I did."

"Call me."

I immediately called him.

"How's Olivia Wimp?"

"No Idea Sir, I haven't talked to her in a few days, she's away with one of her friends."

"Having fun?"

"Bit of golf and I think she was at a party last night."

"I wonder if she met a real man," laughing out loud.

"I told you Sir, she's not like that."

"Never assume anything Sir, in my experience women married to Wimp's are always open to fun."

"Not Olivia Sir."

"Ha ha that's what they all say, now Wimp, tell me what your weekend plans are?"

"I don't know Sir, Olivia and I talked about going away for the weekend but I have no idea if it's still on or not."

"Where were you going to go?"

"Not sure Sir, she mentioned the Spa that she was at with her friend."

"Wimp, you are not to have sex with Olivia, is that clear?"

"Sir, we rarely have sex anymore although if we were away it might happen."

"Whether you go away or not you are not to have sex with her even if she tries with you."

"Ok Sir, I am sure she will not try anyway."

"If she does you are to say you have no interest, is that clear Wimp?"

"Yes Sir."

"I hope you wearing your yellows."

"I am Sir."

"Hang up and call me back on facetime immediately." 

I did as he commanded, I could not see him on my screen, only the top part of his chest. 

"Ok Wimp, drop your trousers and show me your yellows."

I dropped them and pointed my phone at my lower half.

"Drop them."

I dropped my briefs to the floor.

"You really are pitiful Wimp, you do know that?"

"Yes Sir I'm pitiful."

"I hope Olivia had some serious fun while she was away but she's not going to have any with that excuse for a cock," laughing loudly at me.

"I'm sure she didn't do anything Sir."

"What do you really know Wimp, now remember what I said, no sex whatever happens."

"Yes Sir."

"Ok Wimp, I'll be in touch, let me know if you go away."

He then hung up on me, leaving me wondering whether weekend was on or not, whether if we went away Olivia would want sex. That was the only time now that we ever seemed to have any semblance of sexual contact.

While Bill was worrying, Olivia was driving home, Jenny at her side.

"Jenny, Bill thinks we're going away for the weekend. All I want to do is get home and relax, my body so needs a long bath and lots of rest."

"Girl, maybe you need a massage!!"

"Shut up, that's the last thing I need," both of us laughing.

Olivia drove most of the rest of the journey in silence, dropping Jenny off at her place.

"Jenny, please don't say anything to anybody about what happened, I still can't believe what I actually did. I just had sex with someone other than Bill for the first time and it was so good. I cannot stop thinking about Jim, what am I going to do?"

"Girl, trust me, no one will ever know, it was so good seeing you open up, and Girl when you open up you really do!, as to what you should do, you know now how to enjoy yourself, you need to do a bit more of that."

"I couldn't do that Jenny, yes it was fun but it cannot happen again."

"Girl, believe me, from what I saw, it's definitely going to happen again, live your life."

"Get out of my car, see you soon."

Jenny left the car, getting her suitcase and laughing, "Bye Whore"

"Shut up Slut," she laughed as she drove away.

It was a short drive home from her place but she drove slowly and went the longer route, trying to sort out in her mind what she was thinking, what she would say to Bill about many things, her new baldness, what she did over the last few days, why the lack of contact, what about the weekend.

Just then her phone beeped. She pulled the car over and looked at the message.

"Hi Whore, you home yet? If not call me."

She called Jim immediately.

"Hi Sir, I'm nearly home."

"Slut gone?"

"Yes Sir, I just dropped her off."

"What are your weekend plans Whore."

"Sir, Bill and I talked about going away for the weekend but that's the last thing I want now."

"Why is that Whore?"

"Because Sir I am very sore and tired, I need rest and sleep."

"Ha ha I'm sure you are sore, you're very tight, I liked that."

"Ok Whore, this is what you are to do, you are not to go away for the weekend even if your Wimp husband wants to."

"Yes Sir, that sounds good to me, I can get my rest."

"Ha ha wait until I'm finished before you think that. Tonight you are to seduce him, you are to show him your bare pussy and ask him if he likes it, you are to suck him and then you are to ride him."

"Please Sir, please do not make me do that, the last thing I want is sex with Bill."

"Whore, you will do as I say, unless you want never to see me again."

"Sir, I do want to see you again but please do not make me do this."

"Whore, you have my orders."

"Yes Sir, I will do as you ask."

"Good Whore, I will be in touch over the weekend to hear how it went, bye Whore."

"Bye Sir," but he was already gone, leaving her stunned at his request. She stayed stationary in the car just staring out the windscreen, asking herself if she could do everything he had told her to. How would Bill react? Would he think she had gone mad? If he reacted how would she feel with his tiny cock in her pussy now that she had experienced a real man?. Many questions were running through her head, all without answers. Eventually she started the car and drove home.

I was in the living room as I heard Olivia's car come up the driveway. I could not believe how nervous I was. The last week had been very strange for both of us. It had been the first time in our 25 years of marriage that we had gone days without talking. I assumed it was my fault as I had called her on the Monday night and then only very late on Tuesday when she ignored me. I was worried how she was going to be when she came in. I didn't wait for that, instead opening the door and going to her car to help her with her bags. I was amazed at how she was dressed in a short skirt and heels.

"Hi Love, good to see you home," I said sounding nervous, I thought.

"Hi, how are you?" as she walked past me towards the house.

I was expecting a kiss but didn't even get a peck on the cheek. She was obviously still upset at me for not contacting her. As I looked at her I thought she looked extremely tired and very weary. I followed her into the house and found her drinking a glass of water in the kitchen.

"That must have been some party Love."

"Why do you say that?"

I thought she sounded nervous now, "Just you look tired Love."

"I am, party was ok but I didn't sleep much."

"Go get some rest, do you want to go away for the weekend?"

"If you don't mind can we leave it for another weekend, I'm really tired."

"No that's ok Love," I hoped I didn't sound too relieved. At least at home we didn't have to spend all our time together. I didn't know how much chat I wanted to make with her this weekend, the way my mind was in turmoil.

"Ok I'm going to lie down for a while."

"Ok Love, you do that, we can talk later."

"About what," she asked nervously, getting me worried about the look of fear in her eyes.

"About our weeks, you can tell me how good your golf was and I'll tell you about my boring meetings, go have your rest Love," smiling at her.

With that she looked slightly wearily at me and walked upstairs. I wondered what the look of fear on her eyes was about, was it something she thought I would tell her or the reverse. Now I was worried. Nevertheless I was relieved that we weren't going away for the weekend as there had always been the chance that Olivia might want a little sex if she had a little drink.

I spent the afternoon cutting the lawn, chatting to neighbours over the fence, cleaning up the garden a bit. I didn't see Olivia, assuming she was asleep. I put all the garden equipment in the shed and returned indoors to have a shower. After my shower I shaved myself below so as to feel completely bare again, a feeling I was beginning to enjoy. Then I dressed not forgetting my yellow briefs. I put my dirty clothes in the wash basket where I noticed Olivia's clothes from her time away. I couldn't help noticing her panties so I took them out and smelt them. They had a very wet scent from them, quite sweet but extremely wet. I also noticed that they appeared to be some blood on another panty. I wondered if it was that time of the month for her. I then saw what looked like a short dress and when I looked closely it looked like a short golf dress, I held it up to myself to see how short it was. It surprised me that she would own such a dress. I thought I heard movement so I shoved all the clothes back into the basket and left the bathroom.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 07



In the corridor I bumped into her leaving the bedroom. She was wearing a long nightdress but looked a bit better than earlier.

"Did you have a good sleep Love?"

"Yeah, but still need more."

"That's ok Love, get as much as you want."

She remembered her instructions from Jim, wondering how she could force herself to seduce Bill.

"I'll be down later, I'll make us some dinner and we can have a drink tonight maybe."

"Yes Love, that sounds great." I walked down the stairs to my office to catch up on some work. I checked my phones and was disappointed not to hear from Jim. 

At the same time Olivia was getting a message from Jim.

"How's my Whore's pussy."

She looked at the phone and the bedroom door, worried that Bill might come back in.

"It's very sore Sir."

"Good, that's how a Whore should feel. I'm sure you won't even feel your pitiful husband when he enters you tonight."

"Please Sir, can I not do that."

"Whore, let's get one thing clear, the time you do not comply is the time I walk away."

"Sorry Sir, I will do as you command."

"I know you will, I have seen what you really are, you are a total Whore, you want more cock don't you?"

"Yes Sir but I want real cock not what Bill has."

"Ha Ha maybe you should tell him that."

"Oh no Sir I couldn't hurt him like that."

"The Whore and the Wimp, not a match made in heaven, ha ha."

"Please don't call him that Sir, he is my husband."

"But that's what he is, you have more or less said that yourself."

"I know Sir, but it's not nice to call him that."

"Ha I'll call him anything I want to, what are you going to wear to seduce him."

"I haven't thought about it Sir, probably a dress."

"Whore, you will wear a light summer dress, sexy push up bra, matching panties, you should not wear your yellow tonight, and heels, in fact when you are dressed you are to facetime me and show me."

"That may be difficult Sir."

"Make it happen Whore, call me at 8pm."

"Yes Sir."

She lay back on the bed thinking of what clothes she would wear, how Bill would react when she seduced him, how would she seduce him, how would she even touch what she now knew was his tiny cock, could she suck him, would that suck him, the more she thought about it the more it made her feel physically sick, the more she thought she could not go through with it. How would Jim even know if she did or didn't, would she get away with lying to him? For some reason she didn't think that was an option, if she wanted to see Jim again she had to do as instructed though it did make her feel sick. That made her feel worse, this was her husband she was thinking about. She realised that it was Jim she wanted not Bill. She also realised that she was still very tired so she turned over to try and sleep a little more.

At the same time that Olivia was falling asleep Jim was sitting out in his back garden, very pleased with his week. He could not believe his luck in finding Bill online and in recognising in him his submissive side. Jim had been looking for many years now for the perfect submissive couple. He had tried out many before but all had disappointed him. Jim has been a Master for over 20 years now, first experiencing it quite by accident. 

In his 20's he was dating a good catholic girl and was trying his best to get into her panties, without success for some time. Jim loved a challenge and even though he had no interest in a long term relationship with her he was determined to be her first lover. He tried all the romantic tactics, candlelight dinner, trips to the movies to see soppy love stories, flowers, etc. all to no avail. Then one night they were watching a movie in her house which included a master/sub scene. She was cuddled up next to him when the scene came on and he could sense her tense up watching the scene. Sex scenes in movies had always made her uncomfortable but the way she reacted this time appeared to be much different. He asked her if she was ok and she nervously responded that she was. He pushed her for an explanation and it turned out that, while at private boarding school, another girl had been her Mistress and had made her do certain tasks. He could not believe his ears, sensing that she had enjoyed the experience. He thought this might be the opportunity he was seeking so he told her to get away from him, that she was a dirty bitch who had pleased other girls at school. When she pleaded with him not to send her away he knew that he had found the key to his enjoyment with her. That night he ended up forcing her to strip and parade herself for him, sucking his cock and taking her virginity.

He found that he thoroughly enjoyed taking control over her, which he continued for many months before he became weary of her neediness. He then, through magazines and websites, investigated the master/sub world and came into contact with other Masters. One such Master was now his best friend, Tony and over the years they had shared many experiences and subs. Both had Subs in many cities around the country and had established and joined many clubs for like-minded people. 

While not having had any previous bi sexual experiences he found that some of the best Subs were married man and that through them he could get to married women. He found that it was very easy to find submissive single women but that the best experiences were with those that were married as they seemed to be more in need of fulfilment and escape from their boring married lives. While he obviously enjoyed the sexual encounters what pleased him more was the humiliations, the embarrassment, what they were prepared to do for him, how far they were willing to go to seek his pleasure and satisfaction. It was his firm belief that all women sought total sexual fulfilment, that many married women had never achieved that from their marriages, that they were always open in the right circumstances to open up completely to someone like him. What he particularly liked were mature women who had not been opened up sexually for all of their lives. 

Olivia fulfilled all of his beliefs but he was still surprised at the speed at which she opened up to him. He was convinced now more than ever that he had found the perfect couple for the many games he had planned for such a couple. He thought about the conflicting instructions he had given to Bill and Olivia and wondered which of them would find it most difficult, if one of them would not follow through. He had told Olivia not to wear her yellow undies as he didn't yet want Bill to think about her wearing the same colour as him. He looked forward to seeing her dress for him on camera and wished he had cameras in their house to record the events. Jim had gained much expertise in secret cameras which he had, in co-operation with his other Master friends, installed in many locations such as hotel rooms, clubs, and even some Subs homes, some with their knowledge, some without it. He thought he would install such cameras in every room of Bill's house, what he hadn't decided yet was whether to tell them or not. He looked at his watch and saw that it was 6pm, one hour to show time. 

At 8.30 pm Olivia woke up, still feeling tired and sore all over. She looked over at her bedside clock and jumped up when she saw the time. She looked at her phone and saw no messages. She typed a message.

"Sorry Sir, I just woke up."

"Not good enough Whore, its 30 minutes past your intended time."

"I'm really sorry Sir."

"Where is your wimp husband?"

"I assume he is downstairs Sir."

"Ok Whore you know what to do."

"Please Sir, can I not do this."

"You can choose that but then its goodbye Whore."

"Ok Sir, I will do it."

"Facetime me now Whore."

She called him, seeing herself on the phone screen, looking tired and weary. All she could see from his end was a wall.

"Ha ha Whore looks tired, let's get you ready then, letting me see all the time go get your sexy undies and dress."

She went to her undies drawer and picked out a lacy red matching bra and panty set. She held it up to the phone for approval.

"Yes Whore that will do, now show me your dresses."

She went to her wardrobes opening them wide, taking out a few to show him. He picked a short white one with plunging neckline.

"Sir I haven't worn this in over 10 years, probably won't even fit me."

"Get dressed, make sure I can see you as you dress."

She placed the phone on her make up table, so that it faced out into the room. She then took off her gown and stood naked before him.

"Whore looks nice with her shaven pussy, I'm sure her hubby will like that."

She suddenly realised that this would be the first time Bill had seen her like this and she worried about what he would think. She then proceeded to put the undies on, followed by the dress. She looked at herself in the mirror, the dress very tight on her, showing all her curves and bumps.

"Whore looks like what she is, ha ha, show me your heels."

She went back to the wardrobe and showed him her shoe collection.

"Wear the red ones."

The red ones were, like the dress, shoes she had not worn in a very long time as they had been a mistake of a purchase as they were a bit too high for her comfort and she thought they looked a bit slutty. She put them on.

"Nice Whore, now put your reddest lipstick on."

She put it on and looked at herself again in the mirror. What she saw looking back at her was a woman unknown to her, a woman if she saw in the street she would consider a slut out for the night. What was Bill going to think?

"Ok I think Whore is ready, remember to make it his best experience ever, go now but text me when it's over."

With that he ended the call and was gone. She looked at herself again, wondering how she was going to go through with it. How would Jim know if she didn't? However, she knew she wanted to make him happy so she stood and left her bedroom.

Bill was sitting downstairs watching an episode of NCIS: New Orleans that he had recorded, he really enjoyed the different crimes that the team investigated. He heard Olivia coming down the stairs but didn't look up from the TV. When he heard her enter the room, he asked without looking at her.

"Did you have a good sleep Love, are you feeling better?"

"Yes I did, would you like a drink?"

He looked up at her now, her eyes nearly popping out of his head when he saw her standing there in her tight dress and high heels.

"What are you wearing?"

"Don't you like it?" she tried to ask seductively.

"Are you going out like that?"

"No, I wore it for you, isn't it nice to make an effort for each other?"

"But but why are you wearing that dress, you haven't worn that for how many years, must be 10 or 20 and those heels, I thought you hated them."

"I wanted to look sexy for you, after all we haven't seen each other all week."

He was panicking now, having no idea what she was playing at, was she really trying to be sexy for him? What was he going to do? To play for time, he said, "Yes I think I need a drink," laughing nervously.

She left the room to go get the drinks thinking, "what the fuck am I doing, he thinks I'm gone mad."

She got the drinks for both of them returning to him looking shocked still sitting on his couch, TV still on. She handed him his drink, bending down as she did so giving him an eyeful of her breasts and bra. She then sat down next to him.

"What are we watching?"

"NCIS: New Orleans," shaking as he responded, taking a sip of his gin and tonic.

She sat on the couch directly opposite him. While sipping her drink and watching the TV she opened her legs displaying her red lacy panties to him. He couldn't help looking at them. This lasted about 20 minutes, all the time him wondering what game she was playing.

"Do you like them?"

"They're very nice, are they new?"

"Yeah, I got them while I was away with Jenny."

She then got up and sat beside him, her legs apart with a lot of thigh on display. She put her hand on his knee and he looked stunned at her.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like, I'm putting my hand on your knee."

"But why are you doing it?"

"Can a wife not put a hand on her husbands knee?"

"But you never do that."

"Well I am now," sounding annoyed with him.

He jumped up saying, "I don't know what's got into you Olivia, is it that Jenny one filling your head with stuff?"

"You leave Jenny out of it, you may not think it but Jenny is a classy lady, she knows how to have some fun in her life."

She stood up directly facing him, lifting her dress, her panties now clearly visible to him.

"Do you want to feel them?"

"No, that's alright, I'm sure they feel nice."

She carried on taking the dress over her head until she was stood before him in her bra, panties and heels. He was just staring up at her, looking scared and stunned. 

"Well honey do you think I look good?"

"Of course you do Love."

She raised her leg and put the heels between his legs pressing down on his cock under his trousers.

"Is the little fellow getting hard for me?" she said without thinking.

"What did you say?" as he felt himself hardening under the pressure of her heel on him. She carried on pressing as she undid her bra and threw it at him. Stepping back from him she turned her back to him and put her hands into her panties, lowering them to give him a view of her ass. She lowered them to the ground, bending over completely in front of him, before stepping out of them and kicking them away.

She turned around leaving him staring with wide eyes and an open mouth at her shaven pussy.

"When did you do that?"

"When I was away, I saw Jenny bare and I thought it looked nice, do you not think so?" once again putting her feel against his trousers.

"It looks different?"

"Different nice or different bad?" she teased him, rubbing her fingers against her pussy lips.

"Olivia, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like, are you going to get naked for your sexy wife?"

He looked stunned up at her, and had to admit she looked very hot and sexy, her foot still teasing his cock.

"Stand up."

Without thinking he stood up and she began to open his shirt buttons. He could not take his eyes off her erect nipples and her bare pussy. She threw his shirt aside and reached for his belt. He stepped away from her.

"I can't do this Love."

"What do you fucking mean you can't do this, are you telling me you can't get your cock up for my bare pussy?"

He looked at her, utterly stunned at the words coming out of her mouth, so stunned that he didn't react when she undid his belt and dropped his trousers to the floor, his yellow briefs on display to her.

"When did you start wearing yellow?"

"Just saw them in a shop and liked them, why?"

"They look ridiculous on you, take them off."

Again, as if he would always react to firm instructions, he took them off and stood naked before her. In her heels she stood above him looking down at his erect cock, so tiny and insignificant. She almost wanted to laugh but instead knelt and took him in her mouth. He jumped back as he could not remember her ever sucking his cock. She pulled him back towards her by the balls and started sucking him. She felt as if she had nothing in her mouth. She then stopped and sat him down on the couch. She positioned herself above him and sat down on him taking him all in at once, feeling nothing. He tried to stop her, remembering his instructions from Jim but he couldn't stop her riding him.

She pushed herself up and down, not even sure if he was in her. The overwhelming feeling was that Jim's fingers were better than his pitiful cock. Thankfully for her it wasn't long before he came in her, at least that is what she assumed from his panting and moans, she certainly couldn't tell from any feeling in her. She immediately got up and went upstairs, not saying a word to him, leaving him very confused. She felt empty and frustrated.

Bill sat on the couch trying to make sense of what has just happened. He had pretended to come in her in order to stop it fast. It made him realise that the only way he would get satisfaction was from being used by Jim and whoever he choose to involve. He felt guilty at pretending to Olivia but he also sensed that she had not been fulfilled either. He worried about what he would tell Jim, should he lie or tell him what happened?

Jim sat on his couch watching TV really wishing that he had cameras in their house to watch what was going on. It had been an hour since he had hung up the call on Olivia. He wondered if she had the nerve to go through with it, maybe she had taken the clothes off the minute he hung uo. He didn't think so however. Just then his phone beeped, he looked at it, there was a message from Olivia.

"Hi Sir, task done."

"How was it Whore."

"It was terrible Sir, I did what you wanted but I felt nothing at all."

"You had sex with him?"

"Yes Sir."

"What did you do?"

"I stripped for him sucked and fucked him Sir."

"And what was his reaction?"

"He seemed hesitant but he let me do it, I think he came in me."

"Ok well done Whore, that will be the last time you will ever fuck him."

"Why Sir."

"Because from now on you will only be fucked by real men, not insignificant wimps."

"Sir, that's not fair on Bill."

"Are you saying he's not am insignificant wimp?"

"No Sir, I'm not saying that but he is my husband."

"Whore, don't you worry about him, all you need to concern yourself with is my wishes. How do you feel now"

"Sir I feel very frustrated."

"That's good, I am going to go now, you are not to touch yourself or do anything to make yourself cum, I will be in touch soon, Bye Whore"

"Bye Sir." 

Jim thought about what she had told him. She had complied, Bill had not, That was interesting as it told him that Olivia was not alone more compliant but she had managed to get Bill to break his word. He took his phone and sent Bill a message.

"Any news Wimp?"

Bill saw the message and looked around the room, wondering if Jim had cameras in this house as well. How could he know when to ask? How should he reply?

"Sir, I have to tell you that I failed you."

"What do you mean Wimp?"

"Sir, Olivia acted very strangely tonight, she 

was dressed like a slut, and she came onto me, I could not resist her."

"What do you mean she came onto you?"

"She dressed sexily and stripped in front of me and she made me hard. She then stripped me and sucked me for the first time in many years. And then she had me sit on her and she rode me."

"Did you cum in her Wimp?"

"No Sir, I couldn't but I pretended to."

"Ha ha you really are a pitiful little Wimp, how did she look?"

"Sir she looked very different, she had shaved her pussy bare, it looked weird."

"Did you satisfy her Wimp?"

"I don't think so Sir."

"HA HA you didn't think I was serious, how could you ever satisfy a woman, HA HA."

"Wimp, I am going now, I have to consider how to punish you for not obeying me, are you willing to take your punishment?"

"Sir what will that be?"

"I don't know, simple question, are you willing to take whatever I choose?"

"Yes Sir, I am."

"Bye Wimp, I will be in touch real soon."

"Bye Sir."

Bill sat back wondering what his punishment would be but hoping it would be hard.

Olivia lay on her bed wanting to touch herself but she didn't. She wondered how soon Jim would make her feel like a real woman again. She hoped it was real soon.

Jim sat back on his couch, real pleased at how the evening had worked out. He got himself a beer and thought about all the plans he had for his perfect couple...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 08



This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how my wife and I have got to where we are now, both Subs to the same guy, both unaware of the others activities to date. 

In this part Jim, our Master, further tests Olivia while keeping Bill waiting. 

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! Up to now it has been Gay Male but this could be BDSM or maybe Loving Wives.

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On the following morning, Saturday, I woke early, not believing what Olivia had done the previous night. We had not sexual contact for a long time, yet she had dressed sexily, stripped in front of me in the living room, shown me her newly bare pussy, had sucked me, something I thought she never liked, and then sat on me and fucked me. Where had that come from? She had just come back from a few days away with Jenny, a single friend of hers, who I always thought of as a bit of a slut and tease. Had something happened while they were away? What had made Olivia act like that? Had she maybe seen Jenny go off with someone and she wanted sex as well? Had she come home frustrated and really wanted to have sex with me? I felt really guilty pretending to cum in her as in all honestly I had not enjoyed it. The one comment I remembered from her was the reference to my "little fellow getting hard", I wondered if she had meant it as me being small.

He had slept in the guest bedroom rather than get into the bed with her as he was worried she might still be awake and either want to talk about it or even worse try it again. All I could think of was Jim's instructions to me not to have sex with her under any conditions. I had failed him and that worried me more than anything. I wondered what my punishment would be. I had committed to take whatever punishment Jim wanted after I had told him that I had failed him. At the same time I was excited at the thought of punishment and hoped it would be soon. I hated that it was the weekend as it meant that I would have to wait until next week when I was away again from Olivia and could meet him. I looked forward so much to hearing from him.

Olivia slept on until after 11am, so wrecked was she after the events of the last few days. She was surprised that she had slept so well with her mind in so much turmoil. She felt herself naked under the sheets, that was unusual in itself as she never slept that way. She looked at the other side of the bed and it looked as if it had not been slept in, she thought that Bill must have slept in the guest bedroom so as not to disturb her. That suddenly brought her mind to the night before. What would Bill be thinking? Would he be suspicious of her actions? How could a wife with no sex with her hubby for so long turn into a teasing slut and want to do things with him that she had not done in over 25 years of marriage. How was she going to act with him today? Should they talk about it? 

She put her hand between her legs, feeling the bareness of her newly shaven pussy, the first time she had ever done that. Up to this week the very thought of that would have horrified her. How could a faithful catholic married woman do the things she did this week? She felt herself get wet which told her exactly how she could do these things. The sex she had in the last week stunned and overwhelmed her so much that she now knew how a man could really satisfy a woman, how mind blowing orgasms felt like, that they were actually a reality rather than mere fiction in books and films. Though it did make her guilty the feeling of abandonment and fulfilment more than compensated. She went to touch herself but then remembered that Jim had told her she could not make herself cum. Oh how she wanted to, needed to. She checked her phone hoping for a message, she was disappointed there was none. She hated that it was the weekend as Bill would be expecting to do something together. She was sorry she had not arranged golf with Jenny as that would have got her out of the house. She had thought that Bill and her were going away for the weekend so she had not booked the usual Saturday tee time. In any event Jenny was going away to visit family. She lay back in the bed, she could rest for a bit longer.

At the same time Jim was up and about for many hours. He too was thinking about the last week and the progress he had made so quickly with his new found Subs, his perfect married submissive couple, the couple he had sought for so long. He was very impressed and satisfied with Olivia's complete obedience the night before. That she would undertake such tasks with her husband demonstrated that she would be a very good Sub, it was easier for Subs to do things with strangers than with their loved ones, that she would behave so much out of character with Bill pleased him so much. While he really enjoyed the sexual activities his main satisfaction was in messing with his Sub's minds, continually testing their limits. Having a married couple as Subs enabled him to truly test them especially when he knew that if one lied to him he would know from the other. What made him really believe that he had found the perfect couple was that both had given him the exact same story of the previous night. Bill had confessed that he had failed and Olivia demonstrated that she could make him do so. Bill was a true Wimp, not just in his pitiful cock, but also in his mind. Olivia was a true Whore, who would do anything he wanted. He whistled and smiled to himself as he went about some household chores. His phone rang and he saw that it was his partner in crime, Tony.

"Hi mate, how's you today."

"Yeah good Jim, any news on our new friends?"

He told him about the previous night.

"Oh Jim, I think you have found what you've been looking for, we can have so much fun with them, what do you have planned next?"

"As a matter of fact I was just thinking about that. I am between leaving them in silence for the weekend or getting the Whore out to play. I could repeat the Wimp exercise with her, John and Dave working together today, I'm sure they would love her in their little office."

"Yeah, that would be good, but silence might work too, leave them wondering what's going on."

"What are you up to?"

"I'm thinking of going to the club tonight, Bitch needs a bit of hard use and some of the Yellows need to be brought to the next level."

"I'm thinking that I should move both Wimp and Whore up to White staus, I think they've done enough, anyway I don't think I want Wimp to see her wearing yellow."

"I agree, maybe even to Red status, ha ha."

"Anyway, I'll have a think about it, I'll let you know."

"Grand, talk later."

He thought about Tony going to the club. The Club was a Master/Sub one which they had established many years ago. It had over 50 Master members who brought their Subs to aid their learning but also for sharing with their fellow members. They had introduced a ranking system based on the colour of the underwear worn by the Sub, yellow for newbie up through white and red to the top level black. Bitch was Tony's best Sub, one of the few ones to achieve Black. Although the one night that he had brought Wimp to the club only involved males there was also female Mistresses and Subs. Tony and himself sometimes arranged weekends away for the Club members, he thought that maybe it was time for another. He thought about Wimp and Whore, he would not contact them yet, let them stew for a while.

It was almost noon before Bill heard any movement from Olivia upstairs. He heard her go into the shower. He was worried all morning about how they would greet each other, what if anything would be said. He would wait for her to say something first. Shortly after she came into his office where he was working. He was delighted to see her dressed in jeans and top. 

"Hi Love, did you have a good sleep?"

"Yes, thanks have you been up long?"

"Yeah, been working since about 9, lot to catch up on after my week away."

"You never did tell me about your week, was it successful?"

"Yeah, the new client working out well, I think he'll be very rewarding."

"That's good, I'm going to have some brunch, do you want some?"

"Yeah, why not."

"I'll call you when its ready."

As she left both of them were thinking that maybe they could get away with not saying anything. That pleased but also worried both, pleased because they didn't know what to say, worried because how could such strange behaviour go unquestioned. When it was ready she called him and they ate together at the kitchen table.

"You playing golf this weekend Love?"

"I hadn't planned to as we had talked about going away but maybe I'll call Jenny and see if she free."

"Why not, it's a nice day out there, pity to waste it, I have a lot of work to catch on anyway."

"I'll check later," as she turned on the TV and switched to a news channel.

They ate in silence, other than commenting on some of the news items. When they finished Bill cleared up and returned to his office. Olivia returned back upstairs, wondering if she should contact Jim and let him know that she could get out. She decided to do so and sent him a message. She lay on the bed trying to read but not being able to concentrate, hoping that her phone would beep.

Jim was in his garden, reading the paper when he got the message. He smiled when he read that she could get out. He was amused and happy that she wanted to see him but he was over an hour away from her. He wondered if he should get her to come to his place, he had never had a Sub come to his home before. He returned to his paper keeping her waiting. He then called his brother John, who was a security man in a shopping mall near where Olivia lived. John always looked forward to hearing from his brother, he knew of his Master life and had benefited many times from the Sub's pleasing him and sometimes his colleague, Dave. Every time he received a call he hoped that another treat was in store. The last time had been with the Wimp. After hanging up his call he sent Olivia a message.

"Hi Whore, how's your sore pussy ha ha."

Olivia jumped up and read the message, still surprised at reacting to such a title or text.

"I am good Sir, I had a very long sleep."

"Good Whore's need rest too, did you and your pitiful hubby discuss what happened last night?"

"No Sir, neither of us said anything, thankfully."

"Ha ha, I'd say he's afraid of you now."

"No Sir probably ashamed of me."

"No real man would be ashamed of a sexual wife, but then again we know he's not a real man, don't we?"

"Please Sir that's not fair or right to say."

"Ha ha we both know it, what's your plans today?"

"No plans Sir, Jenny is away but I tild Bill I might play golf with her."

"ha ha you're getting good at lying, why did you do that?"

"Sir I was kind of hoping you would call."

"Does Whore want to please her Master then?"

"Yes please Sir."

"What are you wearing Whore?"

"Jeans and a top Sir."

"Ok, at 3pm I want you to go to the Central Shopping Centre, you are to wear a short summer dress, no bra, white panties, and heels."

"Sir, that is very close, people will know me."

"Is Whore questioning me?"

"Sorry Sir, where will I meet you there?"

"Just go there and wait to hear from me."

"Yes Sir, I look forward to seeing you."

She received no response. She looked at her watch and saw it was 2.15. She got up from her bed and went to her wardrobe to pick out a nice dress to wear for him. She picked a red one which came to about 3 inches above her knee. She stripped and put on white lace panties, then her dress and sandals, she put her heels in her bag. 

She went downstairs, Bill was still in his office. She called out that she was meeting Jenny for a coffee and that she would see him later. He told her to enjoy himself without coming out of the office. He looked out the window as she got into her car, seeing her short red dress and thinking she looked very sexy. He was surprised she would wear that dress; it was usually only worn if they were on a sun holiday far away. It seemed that Jenny seemed to be having a big influence on her. The main thought in his head is that if it kept her happy then it would take the pressure off him and he could enjoy his new Sub life. As he thought that he checked his phone but was disappointed at no contact from Jim.

Olivia drove to the shopping centre and arrived there just before 3. She took the heels out of her bag, put them on and headed into the centre. She looked around hoping to see Jim and hopefully no one else that she knew. She saw no one. Unknown to her, her entrance was being followed on the shopping centre cameras.

At precisely 3pm her phone beeped, "Hi Whore, nice red dress."

She looked around trying to see where he was. 

"Go up the escalator to the coffee shop, take a seat facing into the mall."

She went up the escalator, conscious of two young guys, in their early twenties, behind her looking at her legs, she could see them walking down a couple of steps even as the escalator rose. One knelt as if to tie his lace, it was obvious to her that he was trying to look up her dress. She blushed but didn't react. She saw one of them high five the other as they passed her when they reached the top. She went to the coffee bar, bought a latte and took a seat facing the mall, all of the time expecting to see Jim walking towards her. Her phone beeped.

"Those young guys liked the look of you."

"Stop Sir, I'm older than their mothers, where are you?"

"You don't think that young guys want to fuck their friend's mothers then, you have a lot to learn Whore."

"Stop Sir, they're only kids."

"Ha ha pull your dress up a little, show more thigh to your fellow shoppers."

Without questioning him she pulled it up a little, looking down to see most of her thigh exposed. She looked around to make sure no one she knew was nearby. She also looked for Jim but could not see him anywhere. She could see the two young guys walking back in her direction.

"Part your legs, let them see your panties when they pass you."

Although she was scared part of her was excited at displaying herself. She looked at her phone as if she was reading a message as she parted her legs. She didn't need to look down to know that her panties were clearly on display. The young guys passed her with one hitting the other on the arm and gesturing towards her. They passed by, all the time looking back. She did not want eye contact with them.

"Well done Whore, I'm sure you're wet now, aren't u?"

"Yes Sir, but it was scary, anyone else could have passed. Please Sir where are you?"

She could see the young guys walking back towards her and she was surprised when they sat on a mall bench, directly opposite her. She closed her legs.

"Open them Whore, the boys have obviously come back for a better look."

She knew better than to question him so she opened her legs for the guys. She surprised herself by then opening them wider again, all the time looking at her phone.

"Whore likes showing her panties to young guys. Look at them."

She cautiously looked over at them but their eyes were clearly looking downwards between her legs. One of them saw her looking at them and he looked away, touching the others arm and whispering something. He too looked away. However this didn't last long and they couldn't help looking back again. She was still looking in their direction and they looked at her directly, getting eye contact with her. She didn't look away. One of the guys was a bit braver than the other and looking at her he put his hand between his legs and stroked his cock through his trousers. She looked away.

"Do not stop looking at him, keep your legs apart."

She looked at them and they were both touching themselves now, looking between her face and her panties. She couldn't help, even from a short distance, noticing their bulges. They were openly smiling at her now and she surprised herself by smiling back.

"Ok Whore, enough of your shameful display, get up, go ask them if they know where the pharmacy is, thank them and then walk to your right."

She put the phone in her bag and walked towards them. They looked nervous as she approached them.

"Hi Boys, would you know where the pharmacy is?"

One of the guys pointed to the next floor, she thanked them with a smile and walked away. She could not believe the lust she could see in their eyes, the way they looked at her, her legs, her nipples which were now erect under her dress. Although it shamed her in one way the feeling between her legs told her how much it excited her. Where was Jim? She so wanted to see him now. She felt her phone beep again.

"Whore, go the information desk and ask them to get security for you, then tell the security man that you think you saw the two young guys steal something."

"Sir, that is very unfair."

"DO IT."

She went to the information desk and it wasn't long before a security man, his tag said John, asked her what the problem was. She told him the story about the two guys and he asked her to walk with him around the centre and to identify them. They were still sitting on the bench and the security man asked them to follow him to the office.

"This lady says she saw you shop lifting, what have you got to say for yourselves?"

"What, she's fucking mad, this one is, the only thing we've done today is look at this slut showing her knickers to us."

There were four guys in the room with her, John, his colleague Dave and the two young guys. They were all looking at her.

"Where did you see them shop lifting?"

"I saw them take a phone."

"Ok guys we have to search you, is that ok? Otherwise I'll have to call the police."

"This is fucking mad, go on search us, you'll find nothing."

John and Dave searched both guys and other than their old battered phones they found nothing.

"Lady, what games are you playing with us?"

She started to panic, wondering where Jim was, was he going to rescue her? "Sorry I thought I saw them do it."

"What's this about you and your knickers?"

"I've no idea what he's talking about."

Both of the guys called her a liar telling the security men that she clearly displayed her white lace knickers to them for a long time.

"Is this true?"

"No, of course not, I'm a respectable married woman."

"I didn't think respectable married women went shopping without a bra, are they correct about white lace knickers then?"

"No," she said, now panicking more.

One of the young guys had come up behind her and pulled her dress up, displaying her panties to all, "See I told you, this woman's just a fucking tease."

"How did they know you had white lace on lady?"

"I don't know."

"I'm inclined to believe these guys Dave, what do you think?"

"Yeah John, I think we have a trouble maker here, trying to get these lads in trouble."

"No, it's not like that, please."

"What's it like then?"

She wanted to tell them she was acting on orders from Jim but she couldn't do that, "I'm sorry. Ok?"

"No, it's not fucking ok, you tried to get us arrested."

"That's right, you could have got these guys in real trouble and others will have seen us take them to our office, you're not very nice Lady."

"Oh she is nice believe me, especially when she sitting with her legs open, one hot bitch she is."

"Sit down there and show us what you did for the guys."

She was stunned at the request, "No, I will not."

"Ok Dave, call the police, people just can't go around trying to get others arrested."

"Please no, I said I was sorry."

John pointed at the chair in the middle of the floor as he placed four other chairs directly opposite. She looked at them all and resignedly walked to the chair and sat down.

"She had her dress pulled up."




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John merely nodded at her and she raised her dress, without being asked to she parted her legs.

"She had them wider than that."

She parted them more without being asked and sat there in silence.

"I agree guys, she looks like one hot bitch, look at her nipples, getting even harder."

She blushed but sat in silence, wondering why Jim was letting her do this without intervening and saving her from this humiliation.

"Stand up, take off your dress."

She looked at him in amazement at his request but remembered the threat of the police. The young guys were beaming from ear to ear, not believing their luck, as she took the dress over her head, now standing before them in heels and white panties. 

"Turn around and bend over."

She did as requested, seeing between her legs all 8 eyes on her ass. She stayed in that position until John, who was now the one in charge, told her to come towards them. She stood in front of them, scared as to what would happen next.

"Guys, how do you think the Lady should apologise properly to you?"

"I think she should take her knickers off for us," looking up at her face as he said it.

"You heard the boy."

She lowered her panties, stepping out of them.

"Fuck she's bald, I told you, she's one hot bitch," reaching out to touch her bare pussy.

She jumped back from him but John had moved behind her and he pushed her back to between the two young guys. Both of them wasted no time in touching her pussy, her tits, her ass as the two security guys watched on. She stood there letting the guys touch and finger fuck her.

"Ok Guys is that enough apology?"

"Would she suck us," one asked meekly.

"Tell her."

"Bitch suck me."

She looked pleadingly at John but he just nodded towards the guys cock. She knelt before him, and lowered his trousers, the guy still seated. His cock was large and very erect as she took it in her hand and then her mouth. The other guy had also taken his cock out and she reached out and started to stroke it. It didn't take long for the cock in her mouth to start spurting into her, the other guy couldn't help himself coming as well, spurting over her breasts.

"Fuck that was good, thanks Lady."

"Ok you two, get out of here."

They pulled their trousers and left, high fiving each other out the door. She was still on her knees stunned at having had two guys, younger than her own son, come in and on her. Next thing she saw another cock, Dave's, in front of her.

"Can't have the young guys having all the fun, can we"

Without thinking she started sucking his cock, as she felt John put his hands between her legs and finger her roughly. She leaned back onto his fingers as she sucked the cock in her mouth with quick rhythm. 

"I think the Whore likes it."

She looked up at him on hearing the name but assumed it was just a saying to him, continuing to suck on the cock in her mouth. As she was finding with many guys, if she speeded up her rhythm it wasn't long before they came and Dave was no exception. 

John then pulled her up and he sat down on a chair, indicating that she should get up on him. At this stage it was exactly what she needed so she sat down directly impaling herself on his larger cock. She didn't need any encouragement to start riding him, aggressively up and down on him. It didn't take long for her to have a huge orgasm with her moaning and roaring as she came, never stopping her action. As she roared so too did John and she felt his cum spilling into her as she had yet another orgasm. She then fell down against him, his cock still buried in her. She lay there for a few minutes, before realising what she was doing and jumping up. They told her to get dressed and to get out. They would not let her wash herself.

She left their office and went to the Ladies room. Looking in the mirror she saw a very reddened face and cum on her mouth, face, shoulders and breast area. Looking around to see if anyone else was there she quickly lowered the top half of her dress and wiped the cum off her. Thankfully no one else came in. She left and returned to her car. Only then did she realise that there had been no contact from Jim since the last instruction to go to the information desk. She wondered where he was, she didn't have to wait long as her phone beeped.

"Whore where have you been?"

She panicked thinking she had missed messages but saw there were no unread ones. 

"Sir, what you told me to do got me in real trouble."

"What do you mean?"

"Sir, they threatened to call the police on me after they searched the guys."

"Did they?"

"No Sir, instead they made me do things."

"Things?"

"Sir, I'm sorry but they touched me, they had sex with me."

"Against your wishes?"

She wondered what the right response was, "At first Sir yes."

"Ha ha Whore, my brother thought you were very good, do you think I would put you in any danger."

"Your brother?"

"Yes John is my brother."

"And the others?"

"Dave is his friend, the two young guys just happened to be in the right place at the right time, haha."

"I'm sorry Sir, I didn't know what to do."

"That's not what John said, he said you knew exactly what to do."

"Where are you Sir."

"Whore, I'm at home but I watched it all on camera."

"Camera Sir?"

"Yes Whore, I watched it all from the time you entered the centre, I have it recorded so I might show you some day haha."

"Recording Sir? Please don't show anyone else'"

"Maybe Tony and Jenny, haha."

"Oh Please Sir, not Jenny, she'll think I'm a right slut."

"Whore that's what you are and Jenny already knows that, now go home, I'll be in touch." 

She sat in silence for over 30 minutes recalling what had just happened. Less than a week ago the only cock she had ever touched was Bill's, in the space of the last week she had been with six more guys and had others touch and see her. The feelings going through her were guilt, shame, humiliation, excitement, lust, just to mention a few. She started the car and drove home.

Bill was still in his office when she arrived home. He was very disappointed that he had not heard from Jim all day. He had looked back on some of the videos that Jim had sent him, of him sucking and being fucked. He felt shamed watching them but also knew that he so wanted much more and he hoped that would happen very soon. He looked out the window and saw Olivia get out of her car, He thought she looked a little dishevelled and when he looked at her feet he noticed her heels. He thought she had gone out wearing sandals but maybe he was mistaken, he couldn't be sure. She came in and went upstairs without a word. He returned to watching his videos, checking his phone constantly for messages.

Olivia went upstairs, immediately changing out of her dress and jumping in the shower. While letting the water run off her body she thought of the events of the afternoon. Still not believing what she had done she nevertheless knew that she wanted and needed more and soon. She knew that Bill was away again for a few days this coming week and she hoped she would see Jim then. She checked her phone for messages.

Jim had sat in his office watching Olivia in action all afternoon. A real additional benefit had been seeing the two young guys on the escalator with her and their efforts to see her panties. That set the ball rolling for their involvement. He enjoyed the way in which he could roll with events as they happened and he was always on the lookout for new tasks for his Subs and involving more people. When these people were unaware of the Master/Sub scenario it was even better. Seeing the reaction of the two guys to what happened made his day even better. What made it very special though was that Olivia proved once again how good a Sub she was going to be.

He was going to have some more fun with Bill and Olivia separately for a while but he looked forward to the day when they found out about each other. Then his dream of the perfect Sub couple would come to fruition. 

Oh what fun he would have then. Soon...



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This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how my wife and I have got to where we are now, both Subs to the same guy, both unaware of the others activities to date. 

In this part Olivia seeks more and Bill is brought to a higher level of training. 

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. 

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It was 11 am on Sunday morning before Olivia woke up. She realised that Bill had for the second night not slept with her. She enjoyed being alone in the bed and wondered if this was to be the new arrangement. That would please her she realised. She thought back to the previous day when she had been with four guys, two of them younger than her son. She was still stunned at what had happened to her over the last week, how many new experiences she had since her massage from Jim. Since then she had come to realise just how utterly fantastic sex could be with real men. She had also come to realise just how inadequate Bill was where it mattered. She also could not believe how much she wanted to meet Jim and to do whatever he told her to do. She did worry that he had videos of her but assumed that she could trust him. She lay in the bed, getting wet at the thoughts of him. This in itself was a new experience to her as prior to this week her sex life had been non- existent, never satisfying and even feeling horny was very new to her.

By this time I had been up and was working in my office for over two hours. Well, not exactly working, trying to would be better description. Between looking at Jim's videos of me with other guys, checking my phone and email for any messages from Jim, and my mind wandering back over the last week, I got very little work done. 

One image I could not get out of my mind was Olivia coming home yesterday in her heels, the more I thought about it the more convinced I was that she had left the house in sandals, I also knew her red heels were not new and I wondered why she had obviously brought them with her. It would be so unlike her to wear heels other than when they were out at a function. I had noticed changes in her this last week after her trip away with Jenny, she was dressing different and acting strangely not to mention her seducing me on Friday night. That experience still stunned me given that our sex life had wittered away to nothing over our 25 years of marriage. I have not slept with her over the last two nights to avoid any repeat. I have come to realise that all I want to do is to please Jim and his male friends. I hope that would happen again soon and I am constantly checking my phone for messages.

Jim was sitting out in his garden, reading the newspapers and having a late breakfast. In front of him was his laptop on which he had running the video of Olivia at the shopping centre the previous day. His brother, John, worked there as a security man and through him he was able to connect to the centres cameras and see Olivia from the moment she entered there. It had been really exciting watching her look around for him as he texted her that she looked good. Seeing the two young guys admiring her had been an added benefit and it pleased him hugely how she had performed with his brother, colleague and the young guys. It continued to convince him that in Bill, his Wimp, and Olivia. His Whore, he had found his long sought perfect Sub married couple. He smiled to himself as he considered his next moves with both of them. He knew that Bill was due to travel to his town on Monday for two nights. That would leave Olivia alone and he wondered which of them was deserving of his own time. He would leave them both in silence for most of today while he thought. 

After 1 pm Olivia came down the stairs to find me in the office. On seeing her I close the laptop quickly, "Hi Love, hope you had a nice sleep."

"Yes, I did," as she wondered why he had closed his laptop, though very quickly realising she actually didn't care what he had been doing or looking at. Maybe he was looking at porn, maybe then he might see what a real cock looks like, she thought, laughing within herself.

"Any plans today Love?"

"Not yet, have you?"

"No, just doing a bit of work, then I might just sit out in the garden."

"I might see if Jenny wants to do anything," hoping that Jim would contact her.

"You're spending lots of time with her."

"Yeah, she's good fun, is that a problem?"

I was surprised at the tone of her answer, "No Love, not at all."

She herself was surprised at how she had answered him, she wondered if her new thoughts of his inadequacies were letting her think less of him, whether she was becoming less tolerant of him. She didn't want to affect her marriage as it gave her all the comforts of life and she did love him. She would have to be more careful around him, she didn't want to arouse any suspicions in him.

"I'll get some lunch on and we can have it on the patio," as she leant down and kissed him on the head.

"Ok Love, that would be nice."

She went and made a light salad lunch and opened a bottle of Savignon Blanc wine and then called me. We sat and ate, reading the newspapers that she had put on the table. I noticed that both of us had our phones on the table, l had his secret one in his pocket as well. The only surprise about this was that she normally insisted on no phones at the table. 

She looked over at me, "Are you away this week?"

"Yes, I'm off tomorrow, back Wednesday, and in the office her the rest of the week, you any plans?"

"Nothing yet, probably play some golf."

"You're really getting into the golf."

"Yeah, its good fun, exercise, fresh air, good company."

"That's good Love."

"Can I ask you why you didn't come to our bed the last two nights."

I panicked a little, not expecting the question, "Just that you looked very tired and I wanted you to have a good nights sleep."

"Ok, actually I did sleep great both nights, maybe we should leave it that way," laughing lightly, but not looking at me.

Not looking at her either, I responded, "Would you prefer that?"

"Maybe we could try it for a while and see what we think."

"Ok let's do that."

Both of us sat in silence, pretending to read. I was surprised at how easy we had agreed but I was happy with the outcome. What I didn't know was that she shared the exact same thoughts.

Shortly after she cleared up and left me sitting there while she went back to her bedroom. She stared at her phone willing it to send her a message but none appeared. She wondered if it was ok for her to contact Jim or would that annoy him. She wanted to hear from him but didn't want to risk losing him. She decided to get dressed and to head out herself, hoping that she would hear from him while she was out. She put on a summer dress over white underwear and sandals and returned to the garden.

"I'm heading out for a while."

"Ok Love, you look nice, see you later."

I realised that I had not asked her where she was going. It was as if we were now all of a sudden living their own lives after the decision on the sleeping arrangements. I put the paper down and checked both phones, still disappointed at the lack of messages.

Olivia drove around in her car, eventually ending up at the same shopping centre as yesterday. She sat in her car in the carpark staring at the centre, wondering if she should go in. Would John be working, would he see her on the camera, would he contact Jim?

She left the car entering the centre and went up the escalator, almost disappointed that no one was behind her looking at her legs. She went to the same coffee bar and took the same seat facing the mall. Two elderly women were sitting on the bench that the two guys had watched her from yesterday and she made sure to keep her legs together this time. She drank her coffee, constantly looking around to see if the security men were around. She saw one but it was neither John nor Dave. She was surprised how disappointed she was.

John was in the security office watching her. It was obvious to him that she was looking around her. He knew that Jim had not sent her here today as he would have contacted him if that was the case. He zoomed the camera in on her thinking she really was a very attractive woman. He was always amazed at the Sub men and women that Jim managed to find and use for his own satisfaction. John wasn't complaining as he got some of the benefits himself. He wondered if he should get some now without alerting Jim. He thought the better of that as he picked up his phone and rang Jim.

"Hey Bro, your Whore is back here."

"Really? Where?"

"Back on her seat in the mall right now."

"I'll log in and have a look," hanging up the phone.

Jim looked at Olivia on the camera. This was good, never before had a Sub come back to the centre after being used and to do so 24 hours later showed even greater promise. He took his phone and called her.

Olivia almost jumped when her phone rang.

"Hi Whore, where are you?"

"Hi Sir, I'm at the shopping centre."

"Why are you back there Whore?"

"I need to do some shopping Sir."

"And do you always shop in a short dress?"

She looked around but knew that he had access to the camera. She looked up to where she could see a camera and smiled.

"Not always Sir, but it's a Sunday and I wanted to look nice."

"Open your legs Whore?"

She looked over at the two elderly ladies still seated on the bench but still opened them as commanded. She saw after a few seconds that they noticed and that one of them was even pointing out her visible panties to the other. She looked disgusted at the sight and one of them approached her.

"Excuse me but do you know we can all see your underwear?"

"Sorry, I didn't realise," as she closed her legs.

"Did I tell you to close your legs?"

"No Sir but the old ladies didn't like it."

Laughing loudly, "who cares what they like, anyway they're gone now, open up Whore."

She did it and sat there, looking out into the mall to see who might see her, no one sat on the bench.

"So did Whore come to the centre to be fucked again?"

"No Sir, I told you I have to do some shopping."

"I think Whore is lying to me and that would not be advised."

"Sir, I do have shopping to do but I was hoping to hear from you and I wanted to be out of the house."

"Oh how is your excuse of a man?"

"He's ok Sir."

Jim realised that this was the first time she did not defend him or call what he had said unfair. She realised it at the same time.

"Have you discussed what happened on Friday yet?"

"No Sir and I think we will not, we have decided to stop sleeping together."

"Oh that's interesting, who suggested it?"

"I did, as a half joke, but he agreed easily."

Laughing again, "he's probably scared you'll jump him again."

"I doubt that Sir but to be honest I don't care why he agreed, I'm just happy he did." 

This was just getting better and better for Jim. He just needed to be careful not to make them too distant from each other after all he wanted the perfect Sub couple, not them as individuals.

"Whore, you need to stay close to your pitiful hubby, I'm not trying to break you up, I'd have no interest in you if you weren't a married woman."

That shocked her, "Ok Sir, I'm not sure I understand but whatever you want."

"It's not Whore's place to understand anything. Now go to John in his office and tell him that you would like to suck his cock."

"Just like that Sir?"

"Yes, exactly like that, NOW," as he hung up.

She stared up at the camera and eventually rose and walked towards the office. She knocked on the door. John answered it.

"Well hello Whore, and what can I do for you?"

"May I please suck your cock?"

He laughed, "now how could I ever turn down such a request," as he stepped back and ushered her in. 

"Take off your dress."

She did so and stood before him in her undies and heels.

"Very nice," as he indicated she should fall to her knees, which she did immediately. He walked up to her and she opened his belt and trousers, dropping them and his briefs to the floor. She looked at the large erect cock in front of her, taking it in her hands and stroking it gently. He grabbed her head and pushed it down on his cock. She kissed and sucked on it willingly, moaning a little as she took all of it into her mouth. She could not believe how much she enjoyed sucking him and taking it all. She sucked on it greedily, fondling his balls, and looking up at him, with a big smile on her face.

"I think Whore likes cock a lot," as he held her head tight and started to face fuck her quicker. 

Although she was gulping with the speed of it she tried to keep up with his pace. Eventually he started moaning as he spurted down her throat, she attempting to swallow it. There was too much and it spilled out the side of her mouth, his cock still in her. When he withdrew she licked the cum at the side of her mouth, really enjoying the taste of him.

"Whore you can go now."

She looked up at him, disappointed that this was all that was to happen, putting on her dress and leaving the office. She went to the ladies room, cleaned up and went to the shops to get what she needed. She kept willing her phone to ring. 

There was no contact from Jim and she left the centre and went home. She was so surprised at not hearing from him and she realised she needed to know that she had performed well for John, that Jim was satisfied with her. 

She didn't change when she got home, sitting in the garden for a while before making dinner. She was a bit surprised that Bill never asked where she had gone or what she had done. She did think he was looking at her dress and legs and wondered if he liked what he saw. She didn't care one way or the other except that it might be nice for him to be thinking she looked hot but that he would not get the benefit.

After dinner she watched TV while I retired to my office again, saying that there was a presentation I needed to finish for a client. Just after 9pm my phone beeped with a message.

"Hi Wimp, how was your weekend?"

"Quiet Sir, nothing much happened, how was yours?"

"Oh it was good Wimp, I'm training in other Subs and they took big steps this week, just like you."

I was disappointed to hear I had competition for Jim's attention. It had never crossed my mind that Jim would have more than one Sub at the same time.

As if Jim has sensed that, "Wimp doesn't think he's the only Sub, does he?"

"No Sir," I lied, hoping that Jim wouldn't pick up on my hesitation.

"So you're back in my town this week, would you like to go to my Club?"

"The same one, Sir?"

"Yes Wimp, the same one, though different things happen each week."

"Whatever Sir wants."

Laughing, "You're so right, whatever I want is what will happen, you will book the same room in the same hotel, I'm sure the receptionist will look after you!"

I shuddered at remembering the receptionist and the service guy in the hotel. They had both used me only the previous week, "Yes Sir, I have already booked it."

"Good Wimp, anticipating my requests, as a reward you can wear white briefs, you can ditch the yellows."

"Thank you Sir," I was trying to remember what the white briefed guys had done in Jim's Club.

As if again reading my mind, Jim responded, "No point in you thinking about the Whites the last time, I told you this time will be different, leave a key for me at reception, I will see you in your room before 7pm."

"Yes Sir, I look forward to it," but I received no response.

I thought back to the week before and what had happened in the hotel and in the Club. I felt my cock becoming erect at the memories. I finished my work and went to say goodnight to Olivia but found that she had already gone to bed.

The following morning I woke and left the house without seeing Olivia. I was travelling by train and was relieved that no one sat in the seats opposite or next to me. I had four meetings planned during the day and I wondered if I would hear from Jim before tonight. I didn't, all four meetings went without incident and I found that it was becoming easier to concentrate on work during the day without worrying whether Jim would just turn up somewhere. I enjoyed being in Jim's hometown, knowing that he was nearby and that it wouldn't be long before I could please him again. I felt as it had been ages since I had pleased Jim, since I had tasted cock, something I was really beginning to enjoy.

Jim went to the hotel before 6pm, before Bill had even checked in. He spoke to the Receptionist as if there were old friends and got the key to the hotel room. He had some preparations to make. He went to the room and set up his cameras so that he could as usual record what might happen. He had an enormous collection of pictures and videos from his many Subs over the years and he enjoyed sharing them with close friends. At this stage he had so many he could start his own web channel but he would never do that to any of his Subs as trust was important for the relationship to work. Jim was very respected in the Master/Sub world and with his close friend, Tony, they had established the Club, where Masters travelled from far to train and use their Subs.

Just before 7 I entered the room to find Jim sitting on the couch having a beer.

"About time Wimp, get me another beer."

I went to the mini bar, got a drink and handed it to Jim. 

"Get your suit off Wimp."

When I was down to my white briefs, Jim told me to stand before him and tell him everything about my weekend, what had I done, what had Olivia done. I told him all about the Friday night seduction scene, the sleeping arrangement discussions, that Olivia had gone out both days dressed strangely for her, that things seemed to have changed between us.

"Where do you think she went?"

"She said to the shopping centre so I assume that's where she was."

"And why do you think she was dressed different?"

"Sir she never wears short dresses during the day, she looked sexy which is not usual."

"You thought she looked sexy Wimp?"

"Yes Sir, I did, but I didn't tell her."

"Why Not Wimp?"

"I didn't want her thinking I wanted her Sir."

"You think she wants you?"

"I doubt it Sir but after Friday night I'm not sure of anything."

Jim smiled, thinking that his instructions to Olivia last Friday had been carried out perfectly. Poor Bill was totally confused by her actions, all part of Jim's plan.

"Wimp, you do know you will be punished for disobeying me."

"Yes Sir, I know, I could not fight her off, I didn't know how to stop her without hurting her."

"You failed me, that's all that matters, why is totally irrelevant."

"I know Sir, I am willing to take my punishment."

"We will see how willing you are later Wimp, go shower and put on your Sub clothes."

I showered quickly, then dressed in my white briefs, white shirt and red trousers. This was the outfit which all Subs in the Club wore, the only difference being the briefs colour, which indicated the ranking of the Subs, yellow for lowest to black for highest, white and red being the other ranks. Just like the previous week we went to a bar beforehand, Jim having beers, I had water. I sat silently while Jim spoke to the barman before we left and went to the Club.

On entering the Club, Jim was greeted warmly by Mark, who I remembered was the master of ceremony the previous week. We took the same table in the large room at which Tony, and his Sub Bitch, were already seated. Tony greeted Jim, ignoring me. Jim also ignored Bitch. I noticed a fifth seat at our table and wondered who it might be for.

As before Jim and Tony had beers and Bitch and I had water. The conversation was only between Jim and Tony. As this was my second time here I took the opportunity to have a good look around. In the centre of the room was a small stage and on it was a low level table. As I looked around I noticed that it was not as full as last week and that there were many females here, the previous week it had been all males. Just as I noticed this I saw Betty walk towards us and take the empty chair at our table. She was greeted warmly with a hug and a kiss by both Jim and Tony. I blushed on seeing her remembering the humiliating experience at her hands in Tony's office where she had me naked, she prepared me for Tony's examination and I was forced to wank in front of her, she laughing at the inferiority of my cock. I looked to the ground as she took her seat. Frank, the black waiter brought her a glass of wine.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 09



I looked around again and counted only four Subs, assuming we were all dressed similarly. That was a big change to my previous visit. I wondered what colours each wore. I knew Bitch had black, I did not recognise the other two. I also wondered if any of the females were Sub.

At 11pm Mark walked to the middle of the floor and clapped his hands. On seeing Bitch and the other two rise I followed their example and walked to the middle of the floor. Bitch, as the Senior Sub, instructed us to strip to our Colours, which I assumed correctly to be down to our briefs. We were all in White.

Mark again appeared. "Ladies and Gentlemen tonight is one of our special punishment nights. Each of the Whites you see before you have disobeyed their Master or Mistress and has willingly given themselves up to be punished. Is this correct Subs?"

Very quickly the other two said "Yes Sir" and I repeated it. One of them looked really scared, the other very relaxed. I was shaking internally but was trying externally not to look it. 

Mark spoke again, "Ok Bitch, take over."

Bitch walked up to me and put a hood over my head, I could see that he had three blindfolds in his hands. He then took me by the hand and sat me down, I had no idea if I was back in my own chair or elsewhere. Then I heard him speak again.

"Do you, Worthless, accept whatever punishment you are given willingly?"

I didn't know who he was talking to until I heard another voice say, "Yes Sir."

Then I heard chairs moving and steps walking away from me. I heard what I thought was hard slaps and the sound of whimpering.

"Oh does Worthless not like his punishment," there was lots of laughter. This was following by loud whishing sounds and the whipping of what I assumed was his ass. At this I became more scared, I had never had a strong pain threshold and the thought of being whipped was not to my liking, to put it mildly. I also thought of the marks and hiding them from Olivia but then quickly remembered that sleeping apart might now have some more benefits. She might not see me naked. It was almost as if I felt the pain myself with every whipping sound and his whimpering now changed to crying loudly. This didn't stop the punishment and I wondered just how long it would go on for. Just as I thought that it stopped and there was silence.

"Walk to each table and show them your marks proudly."

I heard walking sounds and also slaps, and more whimpers, as obviously he was being walked from table to table.

"Go back to your Mistress and apologise for disobeying her, thanks her for the punishment."

I heard him apologise and her replying, "That will teach you a lesson, hope you have learnt to obey me at all times."

"Yes Mistress."

There then was much chat around the room while I waited. I assumed the other Sub was similarly blindfolded and waiting. I wondered if he was as nervous as me. We were kept waiting for a full ten minutes or so more when then I heard mark again.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, in five minutes the next punishment will commence."

This was the longest five minutes of my life and it seemed to last for ever, especially as I didn't know if I was next or not. I soon found out that I wasn't.

"Do you, Cockface, accept whatever punishment you are given willingly?"

"Yes, I do Sir."

I heard what I thought was a ripping sound, which I assumed to be his briefs taken off him roughly. I heard him roar. This was not the last roar I heard out of him. This time there was no whipping that I heard, just the sound of a lot of sucking and then fucking noises. This was followed by a little silence after which I heard the loudest roar ever, with lots of laughter thrown in. All I could hear was his roars, I couldn't make out what was causing it. Then I heard what sounded like a battery driven device and I heard a female voice, "Oh God that's big!"

For the next few minutes nothing could be heard above the cries of my fellow Sub. After some more silence, "Walk to each table."

Once again I heard walking sounds and also slaps. I heard one voice say another, laughing, "He can hardly walk."

"Go back to your Mistress and apologise for disobeying her, thank her for the punishment."

I heard him do that and her accept his apology.

"Ladies and Gentleman the main punishment of the night will begin in ten minutes."

If the five minutes before was long, this ten minutes was pure torture. What did he mean by the main punishment? Surely it could not be worse than the previous two, all played out in my mind as if it was happening to me at the time. Surely my crime of not stopping Oliva having sex with me deserved the worst punishment of all. I wondered if the other two Subs were still there, were they still blindfolded or were they going to be able to watch me. 

After what I assumed was ten minutes, it felt much longer, I felt a hand pulling me up and taking me to what I assumed was the platform in the middle of the floor.

"Do you, Wimp, accept whatever punishment you are given willingly?"

"Yes, Sir," though I could even hear the tremor and fear in my own voice.

I felt my briefs being taken off and being led away. When I stopped I felt what I thought were soft female hands examining my cock and balls. I was led, I assumed, from table to table and gently and roughly examined by many hands. My cock, balls and breasts were touched, squeezed, pinched, and slapped by many. I never knew who was doing what or what would happen next. A gentle touch was often followed by a hard slap of my cock or ass. There were numerous comments and laughing at my tiny cock, yes even I call it that now, I now know it to be a fact.

The next thing I know is that I am being strapped to something, lying on my front, I assume it was the table. My hands and legs were cuffed to the legs of the table and I could feel myself not able to move. I was left in that position for a few minutes, all the time expecting to be whipped at any second. I jumped when I felt a hand touch my ass and I heard a lot of laughter. The hand strokes my ass, goes down between my legs and grabs my balls and cock. I wonder how this can be done, so tight am I down on the table when I realise for the first time that I do not feel my cock against anything, there must be a hole in the table where my balls and cock are hanging free. I feel movement underneath me and then a mouth take my cock. I struggle to get free as I do not want my cock to be sucked, I want to be the sucker not the sucked. More laughter is heard as I struggle to stop whoever is sucking me. Thankfully they soon stop and I am left there in total darkness awaiting what would happen next.

I hear much chat around the room but cannot make out any words. As I am trying to listen carefully to any words I am brought to my senses by a vicious whipping of my ass, so loud and hard that I cannot help letting out a huge roar. The whips are followed by gentle touching which in itself is very painful. These actions are repeated for what seems like many minutes. 

I then hear a female voice whispering into my ear, I recognise the voice as Betty.

"I do love to fuck a red ass." 

I feel what I assume is her hand on my red hot ass, she also reached under and grabs my balls, squeezing them very hard, so hard I cry out loud. Then I feel a coldness in my ass and what feels like cream being fingered into it. This is followed by the feeling of a stiffness between my legs, a cold metal type feeling, and I stiffen at the thought of what it might be.

I can feel as if someone is getting on top of me and the stiffness near my ass. I stiffen much more but it is impossible for me to move as I feel the stiffness enter me. The different feelings of my ass on fire with the coldness between my legs is overwhelming and I find myself relaxing a little. The person on me, I assume Betty, starts inserting more into me and it begins to hurt more. I give out a moan and I hear her whisper.

"I think Wimp wants me to fuck him, is that right?"

I Shout, "Yes," and I hear applause around the room. This encourages her to start fucking me. I wonder how she can be on top of me yet fucking me at the same time before I realise she must be wearing it somehow. I feel her gain momentum on top of me and she fucks me better than any man could, ramming it into me with every thrust. I wonder if she is going to cum soon so that this can stop but scarily realise that this is a woman fucking me and that she's not going to cum in me and then stop. Just how long can she go on for, I wonder, as she carried on with a steady rhythm, to the sound of clapping and laughter. I am crying softly both with the pain but also the enjoyment of it. I then feel a mouth take my cock again and start sucking me. I feel as erect as I ever have been but I don't want to cum in their mouth. However Betty doesn't stop nor does the person sucking me and its not long before I spill my little amount into their mouth. I moan as I cum, after which Betty gets off me. She surprises me with a hard spanking of my ass, ten spanks, counted down by all in the room. She whispers to me.

"Thank you Wimp, you're the best fuck hole I've had in a while."

I can feel my ass on fire from the whipping, fucking and spanking and I assumed I was finished. I felt the binds being released and I sighed with relief. However, the relief was short lived as I was laid on my back and the binds reattached.

I heard Mark, "Ladies and Gentlemen we will have the final part of the punishment in five minutes."

I lay there, wondering what other punishment there could possibly be. From what I had experienced I assumed I had got the treatment of the other two Subs combined. I could hear movement around me and thought I could smell something burning.

After a few minutes, "Please Ladies and Gentlemen, if you would take your places."

I started to struggle, a meaningless effort as I could not move. I felt a hand rub something above my penis area, it felt about halfway between my cock and my belly button. It felt like a cold liquid and this was followed by what seemed like a sheet of paper. 

The paper was then removed and I heard a buzzing sound and Jim's voice at my ear."This will hurt but the more you move or resist the more it will hurt you, the less you move the quicker it will be over."

I then felt what seemed like a needle on my skin, burning slightly into me, just above my penis area. The pain was not excessive compared to the whipping and I tried to relax as the needle seemed to be brought in and out of me. All I could hear was a buzzing sound and I soon realised that it was more than likely that I was getting a tattoo. I wanted to move but was scared that any movement would result in more pain. Eventually it was over and I was rubbed again with a cold cloth. My binds were untied and I was placed in a sitting position. I felt pain all over, my ass, my legs and hands from being bound and the area where I assumed I was now tattooed with god knows what.

After a few minutes I was escorted around the room, from table to table I assume, but this time I want touched by anyone. It was obvious they were admiring whatever had been done based on their comments, "Only right", "Great job", "Guess that's the end of the communal showers for him", "Wonder what his wife will think", "Hope he never has to go to a doctor", and lots of laughter. Once I had been examined by all I was seated, but remained blindfolded. I could hear Jim and Tony chatting away so assumed I was back in my original chair.

After some time I was pulled up into a standing position and dressed by someone. Only when I was dressed was the blindfold removed. I looked down to see what had been done but could not see.

"Wimp, do not touch your clothing."

"I need to wee Sir."

"Bitch, take him in, do not let him look at anything."

Bitch took me to the gents room and I found it difficult to walk without feeling pain everywhere. I looked at him and could see a little dried cum on his chin. I assumed it was mine but was afraid to ask him. He undid my trousers and took my cock out, aiming it at the basin. It was very embarrassing to pee with him watching me. When I was finished he zipped me up again and we returned. All of those that I had eye contact with smiled and winked at me. Betty was chatting to Jim as I sat down between them. She reached over and squeezed my thighs, winking at me.

Shortly after we left the Club by taxi. On reaching the hotel Jim surprised me by not coming up to my room.

"Wimp, I am leaving now, I have a busy day tomorrow, anyway you have had your punishment, I will let you be for a few days at least while I consider what next to do with you. You did me proud tonight, you have made me believe that we can have a long relationship together."

"Thank you Sir, may I ask a question?"

"Ok Wimp, one question."

"Sir why was my punishment so much worse than the others?"

"Wimp, I am the Senior Master in the Club, you disobeyed me so therefore your punishment had to reflect my standing. I also wanted to test you fully to make sure I wasn't wasting my time with you."

"Sir, I appreciate your time and efforts, I hope we can have a long relationship too."

"As long as you continue to do as I say, we will Wimp, now go, I will be in touch soon."

Then he turned and left, leaving me standing there, still sore all over. I passed the reception desk, seeing the receptionist winking at me. I rushed to my room and got undressed immediately. I then hesitantly looked down and saw my new tattoo just above my cock.

WIMP, it said in large black lettering. 

I tried rubbing it, but of course all I think was hurt myself. I stared at it in the mirror, thinking can I never be naked with Olivia again, how can I ever go to the beach, the swimming pool. I put my briefs on and it just about covered the lettering. I was now permanently his Wimp, in a way I was proud of that, in another how would I keep it to myself.

I looked at the time and again realised that I had not called Olivia. I wondered, in our seemingly new arrangement whether that mattered or not. I thought about the nights events, and how far I had come in the space of a number of weeks, in fact how much I had done in only the last week. I was already looking forward to more experiences with Jim, even as I still felt the pain of those tonight. I decided to text Olivia.

"Hi Love, hope you had good day, just back here after client dinner, talk tomorrow, Love u, xx"

With that I got into bed and was asleep within a few minutes, dreaming of Jim, Tony, Betty, Bitch and the Club.

Olivia was in bed reading when she got the message. Her day had been very frustrating, as she had been waiting all day for contact from Jim. She had even considered going back to the shopping centre but thought better of it. She thought of sending him a message but decided against it. Jenny had been on telling her about her weekend with her family and how badly she needed a night of fun. Olivia cried off with an alleged migraine, hoping to hear from Jim. They had said they would discuss golf in the morning which got Olivia thinking about their last game, which got her thinking about Jim more, getting very wet in the process. She read the message from Bill and decided not to respond until tomorrow. They seemed to have a new understanding now but she wasn't quite sure what to make of it. In any event if it prevented her from having to sleep with him or see him naked that suited her grand. She turned out the light, hoping she would hear from Jim tomorrow.

Jim had gone back to his house after leaving Bill at the hotel. He had planned the first two parts of the punishment and only decided on the tattoo after he was told about the new sleeping arrangement. This was yet another benefit to fall into his lap. This was the first Sub he had ever tattooed and he decided he may not be the last after seeing the results. He deliberately had avoided contacting Olivia today giving her time to think about what she had done to date and making me wait for more as he was 100% sure that she wanted more, she needed it. He would contact her tomorrow. He was also considering whether he would involve her friend Jenny more. He had liked her, she was a total slut, but she could come in very useful for some of the tests he had been thinking about. He was sure that Jenny would do anything he wanted, he didn't want her as a Sub, but as someone to help him use his Subs. He might contact her tomorrow too. 

He thought about whether he would leave Bill alone for a few days and decided not to contact him at all for at least three days. That was enough time to worry him, then he would put his next big plan into action...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 10



This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how my wife and I have got to where we are now, both Subs to the same guy, both unaware of the others activities to date. 

In this part Master spends some time with Olivia. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. 

*****

Olivia woke on the Tuesday morning, disappointed not to have heard from Jim yesterday. She had become accustomed in a very short time, in fact less than a week, to getting his messages. She looked forward all of the time to getting instructions and seeing him. She was even getting used to her new name, Whore. The first thing she did was to check her phone but just like yesterday there was no message. 

She wondered whether she should contact her friend Jenny to arrange a golf game or should she wait to see whether Jim would be in touch. She got out of the bed and jumped into the shower, spending a long time in there feeling the hot steamy water flow off her body. She shaved herself totally bare, beginning to like the feeling more and more. She didn't want to disappoint Jim if she was lucky enough to see him today. She then got dressed in her white lacy bra and panties, and blue summery dress. This was another change in her in the last week, wearing dresses all the time, usually she wore trousers or jeans. She looked at herself in the mirror, feeling like a sexy women, another new thought that she was beginning to like.

While Olivia showered, Jim was on a train from his home town to that of Bill and Olivia. He had woken a couple of hours earlier thinking of his day yesterday with Bill, his Wimp part of his newly found perfect Sub couple. He had stepped up Bill's training in a big way, bringing him to his Club, and using him hard and long, blindfolded the entire time. It had cumulated in Bill having "Wimp" tattooed in the area just above his tiny penis. 

He had been impressed with the ease and satisfaction that Bill had taken his punishment, what amused him a lot was that he was guaranteed to have the pleasure of punishing either Bill or Olivia, having given them conflicting instructions. Olivia had proven to be the more obedient by seducing and having sex with her own husband, he had failed by not stopping her. Both of his new found Subs were proving very good, showing enormous potential. Neither of them as of yet were aware of the other being Jim's Sub, he was so looking forward to the day, soon, when they realised their joint predicament. Yesterday had been his Wimps' day; today it would be the turn of his Whore.

He picked up his phone and texted her. Olivia was in the middle of her breakfast when she heard her phone beep. She picked it up, excited and nervous.

"Good Morning Whore, where are you."

"Hi Sir, I am at home, having breakfast."

"Is your excuse of a hubby there?"

"No Sir, I am alone."

"Call me Whore."

She immediately called him.

"Hi Sir, how are you?"

"Whore, I am very good, how have you been?"

"Good Sir, disappointed not to hear from you yesterday, may I ask where you are?"

"Whore, you will hear from me when I decide, yesterday I was busy with another Sub, and as to your last question I am currently on a train to Streamstown."

She was shocked at two parts of his answer. She had never considered that he would have other Subs on the go. She felt surprised at the feeling of jealously. The other part was that he was on the way to her home time.

"Another Sub Sir?"

"Ha why do all Subs always assume that they are the only one, in fact my Sub yesterday was surprised too. What I can tell you Whore is that the two of you are my only current Subs, I might continue with both of you or just choose one, it really all depends on how good you both are."

The only thought in her head was that she wanted to be the chosen one, she could not bear the thought of sharing him with another woman. Of course the thought that the Sub could be male never crossed her mind. 

"Are you in Streamstown on business Sir?"

"Whore, only Sub business."

"What do you mean Sir?"

"Whore, I know you live in Streamstown, do not ask how. What I need you to tell me is your actual address."

She sat on her kitchen stool, stunned at his request. Surely he would not come to her home.

"My address Sir?"

"Yes Whore, it's a simple enough question, I wish to visit you in your own home."

"But Sir, I never expected any of this to happen in my home."

"Whore, you told me you are alone, I wish to see where you live, now are you or are you not going to tell me your address?"

She thought of the other Sub, the possibility of one being chosen over the other, she wondered if he had already been to her home. What she also thought of was her overwhelming wish to please Jim and have the wondrous orgasms that Jim had given her, the first real orgasms of her life.

"Are you there Whore?"

She had been so lost in her thoughts that she had not answered his question. She made a decision,

"Sir, it is 43296, Albans Way."

"Good Whore, expect me at 11.00am," hanging up on her.

Olivia looked around the house, seeing pictures of her and Bill, her children, family, etc. She rushed around taking all the pictures and putting them in a drawer in the kitchen. She looked at her watch seeing 10.25, 35 minutes before he would arrive. Just then her phone rang and she saw it was Jenny.

"Hi Jenny, how's you?"

"I'm good Girl, are we playing today?"

"Sorry, I can't, I have other plans."

"What plans girl? we always play on a Tuesday."

"Well today I can't sorry."

"Ok relax Girl, hope you having some kind of fun," laughing loudly.

When Olivia was silent for just a few seconds, "Girl, you are, aren't you, tell me."

"Jenny, of course I'm not," not sounding convincing.

"Girl, I Know you're lying to me, anyway, I'm going to play anyway, enjoy whatever you're doing."

"Just family stuff Jenny, enjoy your game, I'll call you tomorrow."

"Ok, enjoy Girl," laughing as she hung up.

Looking at her watch again she saw now that Jim would be with her in 10 minutes. She rushed around the house again to check for any family photos. When she heard the doorbell ring she panicked, looking at herself in the mirror, hoping that she looked ok for him. She opened the door to find him standing there with a small box in his hand. She stepped aside and he walked past her into the hallway.

He had been very impressed when his taxi pulled up outside the house. He took a minute to look around the locality, only seeing very large houses, obviously an area for very well off people. He had known that Bill had a good job but had not realised exactly how wealthy they were. He had no interest in money or wealth but it pleased him to think that his perfect Sub couple just got better in his mind.

"Nice house Whore."

"Thank you Sir, would you like something to drink?"

"A coffee would be good and then I'd like a full tour of the house."

As she made the coffee he sat on a kitchen stool around the large island unit. He looked at her, impressed at the way she had dressed for him. She did not look as if she was in her 50's at all, what she looked like was a very attractive next door kind of woman. He also noticed that she seemed more confident in her movements, in her body, a huge difference to how shy she had been less than a week ago when he had seen her naked for the first time when he massaged her.

She handed him the coffee, putting some home-made biscuits on a plate in front of him. He tasted them, they had a touch of lemon and were very good.

"Did Whore make these?"

"Yes Sir."

"Whore has many talents, show me your panties."

She looked at him, surprised at his change in tone but nevertheless stood back from him, lifting her dress to show him her white lacy panties. She stood there, dress lifted, waiting for him to tell her she could lower it. He kept her waiting for a number of minutes, just staring at her face.

"Ok Whore, let's have the tour."

She lowered her dress, "Well this is obviously our kitchen, this way is the living area."

She walked around the ground floor, showing him the living area, a large dining room, bathroom, walking past Bill's office without going in.

"What's the room you didn't show me Whore?"

"That's Bill's office."

"I said the entire tour."

Looking at him she saw that he was serious so she walked towards the door and opened it. He walked past her into the office, up to the desk which was very neat and organised. Olivia got a shock when he sat down in the large swivel chair, looking at the picture of her and Bill on the desk. She had forgotten to look in his office when she was getting all the family pictures. He picked up the picture.

"So this is your pitiful husband then."

"Yes Sir, that's Bill."

"He looks like a real Wimp, tell me have you had 

sex with him here?"

"No Sir, only sex has even been in our bed."

"Ha ha your life was so boring," as he pulled her towards him, his hand wandering up her bare legs under her dress.

"Yes Sir, it was," she loving the feel of his hands on her legs, all the time getting closer to her panties.

"So you've never sucked his cock while he sat here?"

"No Sir," hoping that he would now ask her to suck on his cock, his hand now gently touching the underside of her panties.

To her disappointment he stood, "Ok let's see where Whore washes and sleeps," leaving the room and heading for the stairs.

She followed him up the stairs, showing him first the three guest bedrooms, the room in which Bill now slept, the two bathrooms before finally reaching her own bedroom. He walked around it, amazed at the size of it. He sat at her makeup table, picking up and looking at the various creams, lipsticks, cleansers and make up, all he knew expensive brands. The bed was very large and he thought of how many he could get in there, smiling at the thought. While he had been taking his time looking around she stood in the doorway watching him, waiting for him to speak.

"Take your dress off Whore."

She stepped into the middle of the room standing in from of him. Looking directly at him she pulled the dress over her head, hoping he liked the undies she was wearing. 

"Turn around."

She turned, feeling him staring at her ass. 

"Bend over."

She bent, touching her toes, staying in that position. All the years of yoga had made her very flexible and she had no problem holding the position. She could see him between her legs admiring the view in front of him. She saw him stand and walk around her several times, touching her ass lightly each time, using his fingers along the line of her cheeks.

Then he spanked her hard making her jump and scream.

"Hold the position Whore."

He went to her table and picked up a hair brush. She looked at it in her hand, knowing what was going to happen next. She steeled herself waiting as he walked around her again and again. Then he spanked her hard several times with the brush. What impressed him was the determination in her not to scream or cry but just to hold her position and take the spanking. This woman just continued to impress him more and more and it pleased him greatly.

He sat down again her table.

"Ok Whore you can stand up. Pull your panties down a little, let's see your ass."

She pulled them down just enough to expose her ass, seeing it marked and reddened in the mirror. He touched her gently, parting her legs and fingering lightly her clit from behind. She eased herself back against his hand, obviously enjoying his touch and wanting more.

"Turn around face me Whore."

She turned around, facing him. He indicated a finger towards her bra which she immediately took off, then to her panties which she dropped and stepped out of. She was now standing naked in front of a man in her own bedroom. He sat in silence looking her body up and down, impressed at the sight of the fit body on the mature married woman.

Just then the doorbell rang and she jumped at the surprise of it. Jim walked to the window looking out to see a FedEX truck. 

"You have a delivery Whore, go get it."

She went to put her dress on but he stood on it, "As you are Whore."

"Sir I cannot answer the door like this."

"Are you disobeying me Whore."

"Sir this is my home, please do not make me do this."

"Whore, today is your big test, what's is to be?"

She looked at him as the doorbell rang again. She left the room and walked down the stairs, scared and shocked that she was actually considering opening the door to the delivery name naked. She walked to the door and opened it.

The delivery man was an older guy who turned around when he heard the door open, his eyes showing his shock at the naked woman in front of him.

"Where do I sign?" taking the parcel out of his hand.

His eyes never leaving her body, taking in the beautiful sight, he handed her the docket and the pen, his hand shaking. She took the pen, signed the docket and handed it back to him.

"Thank you," as she closed the door, the guys face still utterly shocked. She turned around to see Jim standing at the bottom of the stairs, smiling widely, surprised but pleased that she had obeyed him. Was there nothing this married woman would not do for him?

"Let's have another coffee," as he walked towards the kitchen. She followed him, realising that in all her 25 years in this house that it was the first time she had been naked downstairs. She proceeded to make the coffee and joined him sitting at the island. He watched her carefully, her naked body walking around the kitchen.

"How did that make you feel Whore?"

"Sir, it was scary but strangely I also enjoyed seeing the look on the guys face."

"Ha ha I think Whore is an exhibitionist as well as everything else." 

"I am not Sir."

He just laughed at her, continuing to look her up and down. He noticed how her nipples had hardened after the incident at the door and he knew if he touched her now that she would be very wet. He would keep her waiting, he loved building the frustration and lust in bored married women. He sat in silence as he drank his coffee slowly. He stood and waked out of the kitchen heading up the stairs, not saying a word to her. She followed him as he went back into her bedroom.

Silently he undressed and then turned and faced her, her eyes immediately going to his large erect cock. He went to the bed and lay down, indicating that she should lie down next to him.

She couldn't help putting her hands on his body, touching his chest, down his tummy to his hard cock. She stroked it, still surprised at how good it felt in her hands, how manly it felt compared to his pitiful husband. She then lay her head on his tummy kissing the tip of his cock, taking the first inch into her mouth, moaning as she tasted him. She continued to take more of it, liking each inch as it entered her, he lying there enjoying watching her desire and lust for him.

When she managed to take it all she started sucking on him gently, moaning at the enjoyment of it. That enjoyment intensified when she felt his hands touch her back, stroke her downwards towards her ass and between her legs. Even he was surprised at how wet she was as he put his fingers into her, she pushing herself onto his fingers. She sucked faster as she fucked herself on his fingers, moaning louder as she had her first orgasm.

"Does Whore want to fuck a real man in her married bed?"

"Please Sir, oh god please."

"He pulled her off him, indicating that she should get on top of him."

She did not hesitate. She positioned herself over his cock and lowered herself onto him, taking it all in one quick movement, feeling herself impaled on his large cock. She stayed in that position for a moment before she began to move up and down slowly, feeling the length of him in her, feeling utterly full of him, still amazed at how good it felt. Up to a week ago the only cock in her had been her husbands tiny cock and she had thought fulfilment only existed in fairy tales. She now knew the reality of how a woman could really feel and she couldn't get enough of it. 

Jim looked up at her knowing the enjoyment and satisfaction she was getting from him. He was getting as much from it but did want her to know that. It never failed to surprise him how tight a mature married woman could feel or how lustful they could be. Olivia was the best he had ever felt but he would never tell her that. He watched as the lust took over her and she started riding him furiously, fucking him as hard as she could, so hard he felt as he was deeper in her than he had ever been in anyone else. He watched as she orgasmed again and again, he holding back himself as long as he could. Eventually he couldn't hold out anymore and he roared as he came in her, she moaning loudly as she felt his spurts deep in her, making her orgasm again.

She lay on top of him, his cock still on her. Even in its limp state it felt far bigger than Bills. 

"So where is your pitiful husband?"

"He's away on work, I'm not even sure where to be honest Sir."

"Do you not talk to him when he's away?"

"Up to recently we spoke every day but that seemed to stop last week."

"Why did it stop Whore?"

"I'm not sure, for two nights he didn't call me and then I was away with Jenny and met you. Very quickly it seems as if we don't need to talk every day. He texted me last night but I didn't respond."

"Call him."

"Now Sir?"

"Yes call him now and put him on the speaker."

"Sir, you are not going to talk to him are you?" nervously looking at him. She did not want Bill to suspect that she was up to anything.

"No, trust me Whore, I just want to hear what he says to you."

"Please Sir, I don't want to damage my marriage or my life."

"Trust me Whore, call him."

She got up from the bed and got her phone. He indicated that she should return and lie next to him. She could see him getting hard again. She wondered what she should say to Bill, could she really trust Jim? She dialled the number hoping that Bill would not answer.

"Hi Love, how are you?"

Damn, she thought, when she heard his voice, "Hi, sorry I only got your text from last night this morning, how's your trip?"

"Ah, you know the usual, nothing eventful, just boring meetings with boring clients, what are you up to? Not playing golf?"

"No, Jenny not feeling good so we decided to give it a break for today, I'm just doing a bit of boring house work."

As she spoke Jim put his hands between her legs and started to use his fingers lightly on her clit. She stared at him, pleading for him to stop, although it felt so good to her.

"Oh what's up with her?"

Struggling to speak evenly, "Nothing much, just that time of the month for her I think."

Bill laughed, "I suppose she's glad every month she gets it."

"What do you mean by that?" as Jim now started to put his fingers into her.

"Oh nothing Love, just with all her playing around," laughing again.

As Jim finger fucked her she was really struggling not to moan, to speak normally.

"So when, ohhh, are you back?"

"Are you ok there Love, you sound out of breath."

"Yeahhh, I'm ok, I'm just after being on the threadmill. Mmm"

Bill wondered what was going on, she didn't sound normal, "Ok Love, you just sound a bit strange."

"Nooo, I'm grand, just out of breath from my run, I'll go now, talk later."

"Ok bye Love," but she had already hung up, letting out a huge moan as his fingers got deeper in her.

"That wasn't fair Sir."

He laughed, "What's fair got to do with anything, he even sounds like a wimp," as he got up and her and entered her roughly and fast. 

"Oh Sir, please fuck me hard."

He laughed looking down at his Whore, her eyes pleading with him to take her hard, her lust evident in her movements under him. He was so tempted to hit redial on her phone but decided against it. All in good time, he thought.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 10



He fucked her slowly at first, she feeling his entire weight on her, his cock buried deep in her. She moaned loudly, willing him on to do it harder and faster. He varied his rhythm between slow, stopping altogether, then plunging into her. 

"Please come in me Sir," as she looked up at him, the feeling in her so fantastic, although she could not believe she was saying the things she said. Up to a week ago she would never have even used the Fuck word. She moved her body in tandem with him so as to get the full effect of his style. She also couldn't believe how long he could last, how fit he was, as he continued fucking her. Gradually he built up his pace until he was ramming her down into the mattress, she moaning hard from the feeling in her and his weight on her. She felt as if there was a red hot poker buried in her and then she felt him tense up before he spurted his hot cum into her, before collapsing on top of her.

"Oh Whore, you're so good," as he rolled off her.

"Thank you Sir, I want to please you, you make me feel like I never felt before." 

He reprimanded himself for praising her, he had said that without thinking.

"How could you have ever felt good married to a wimp?"

She looked at him, still not liking when he said these things about Bill, but didn't answer him.

He lay there for a minute, liking the way she lay against him but not wanting her to think they were equals in any way.

"Get up Whore, go down and make us some lunch."

She got up, disappointed to leave his side, reaching down to the floor to get her dress.

"Go as you are Whore."

She could feel cum dripping out of her pussy, but she left the room and headed downstairs, still naked. She was glad that their house was not overlooked by any other and the feeling of being naked felt good to her. 

When she was gone, he sat up on the bed and looked around. He pictured where he might put some secret cameras, he would need a lot of them to cover this house. He opened the bedside lockers but nothing of note was in there. He went to her walk in wardrobe, looking through her clothes, her undies drawer, her shoes, all the time seeing traditional mature stuff, nothing much too sexy. That gave him his plan for the afternoon. He dressed himself, heading to the kitchen.

She was preparing some lunch, warm chicken salad, for both of them. She wandered naked around the kitchen, wondering what Jim was doing upstairs. 

"So Whore, where are all the family pics?"

"Sorry Sir?"

"Whore, don't tell me you don't have family pics around the house, where did you put them?"

She walked over to the kitchen drawer, taking them out and handing them to him. He took them, looking through some slowly.

"Oh I like your sexy daughter, what age is she."

"Please Sir, don't talk about her like that," but seeing the look on his face, "Laura is 23 Sir."

"Where is she, what she doing?"

"She's in new York Sir, working in advertising."

"And your Son?"

"Dan is 24, also in new York, in a law firm."

"Do they come home often?"

"Every few months, Sir."

He thought of his secret cameras, he should put them in all the bedrooms and catch views of sexy Laura. He watched Olivia closely, surprised at her comfort being naked in her kitchen. She put the lunch on the table.

"Wine, Sir?"

"Yes for me, no for you Whore, you have to drive later."

She looked at him, "Where to Sir."

"I thought we would go shopping, I looked through your clothes, we need to get you some new ones."

She wondered what kind of clothes he meant, where would they go, would she meet anyone she knew? As if reading her mind, "We can go to The Outlets, that's an hour away, you shouldn't know anyone there."

They ate in silence, "You're a great homemaker, a great cook, and now you're a great Whore, is there no end to your talent's," smiling at her, her beaming back at him.

After the lunch he told her to go get dressed in the same clothes as earlier, but not to wash herself. They then left in her car, she driving. She was very nervous leaving her area but relaxed as soon as they were on the highway, listening to a rock radio station that he had chosen. He leant over pulling her dress up so that her panties were visible. Looking over at her driving, he still could not believe how lucky he had been to find her husband online and to recognise quickly in him his submissive nature and from there to get to Olivia as fast as he did. He found from his many years experience as a Master that most mature married women were open to releasing their wild side with the right persuasion. He found that very quickly he could recognise the pent up frustration in married women and he knew the ways to open their resistance. Olivia had surprised him though, her pent up frustration was like nothing he had seen before.

When they reached the Outlets, he led the way to the upmarket clothes shops. He had her try on many dresses in the first one, picking and buying five short summer dresses and one full length formal dress, slit all the way up both sides. He never even looked at the prices, assuming that the cost was not an obstacle to her. She never objected. He watched her through the slightly open dressing room door as she changed between one and the other. He noticed two husbands of other shoppers change their position so that they could also see her reflection in the dressing room mirror when the door was ajar. His only reaction was to open the door a little more and to move his own position to give them a better view of her changing, of her standing in her bra and panties. It was only after about four changes that she noticed them looking but seeing Jim smiling at them made her pretend she hadn't noticed. Jim noted this and smiled to himself.

Next they moved onto the shoe store where Jim ensured she was served by a young male. He picked out five pairs of heels ranging from 5 inches upwards. When the assistant had gone to get her sizes Jim whispered to her.

"I want you to give the young boy lots of views of your sexy panties and legs."

She panicked, looking at him, "Please Sir, he's only a child, he's younger than my son."

"That didn't stop you in the shopping centre, did it?" laughing at her, as the guy returned with the shoes.

She sat down on the chair, the guy sitting on the low stool in front of her. He took out the first pair, handing them to her.

"Will you help me put them on please?"

"Of Course Madam," reaching for her foot to take her shoes off. She raised her leg, her dress lifting just a little and showing some of her thigh. As he put the first shoe on she saw that he was looking at her legs already. She lifted her other leg for him for the second shoe. She then stood and walked around before sitting back down again. Jim was looking at her, indicating that she should show more.

The guys took off her shoes and turned around to get the next pair. When his back was turned, looking at Jim, she pulled her dress up a little. The guy reached for her foot again, and putting the shoe on he noticed more thigh on show. When he went to put the second one on her legs had parted more and he caught a glimpse of white panties. She stood and repeated the walking exercise.

This pattern was repeated for the next two pairs before they came to the last pair, red heels with 7 inches. She had never worn such high heels before. Jim was glaring at her as the guy reached for her foot. This time she lifted her leg higher for him, letting him see more of her legs and panties. When he reached for her second leg, she parted her legs fully giving him a clear view of her panties. He held her foot as he stared at her open legs, not moving for a few moments.

"Do you like what you see young man," Jim asked him.

He put down her foot quickly, "Oh I'm sorry Madam, I didn't mean to look at your wife," panicking as he stood and faced Jim. 

Jim laughed. "Oh that's ok son, she's not my wife, she's only my Whore, isn't that correct," looking at her.

She looked up at him stunned that he would say that, "Yes Sir that's correct," blushing strongly, as she stood and walked with difficulty around the store. Thankfully no one else was there when he had said that.

The young guy was also stunned, not knowing what to say or where to look.

"Tell me young man do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't, why?"

"I'm just wondering when you last got any sex."

The guy looked embarrassed, "Oh it's been a while I must confess."

She was standing there in her high heels, looking and listening to the conversation, worried where it was headed but knowing what Jim was thinking, at least she thought she knew.

"Ok, we need to do some more shopping but we'll come back later and decide which ones to take."

As he took her shoes off, she gave him another full view, this time with a smile when he looked openly at her. They then left the store.

"I think Whore is enjoying teasing young guys."

"Sir, I am not, I am just doing as you say."

The next stop was to Victoria's Secrets Lingerie store. He picked out ten bra and panty sets for her, getting her to try each one on and show him. The female assistant helped him with the selection and was also present, at Jim's request, as she tried on each one. He asked the assistants views of each, "Do you think her ass looks good in that? Can you get me a tighter one for her?"

He encouraged the assistant to help her put them on, to clasp and unclasp her bra. When she tried one on that clasped at the front she thought the young girl touched her nipple on purpose. Then he asked the girl to put her hand down the front of the panties to see whether it was too tight the girl did it very willingly putting her hand down as far as her clit. All the time the assistant seemed to be enjoying the obvious power the guy had over the lady. When she went to pay for their selections the assistant asked Olivia if her husband was always that domineering.

She surprised herself by answering, "He's not my husband, he's my Master," as she turned and walked out, a stunned look on the girls face.

Jim had not heard the comment as he had already left the store. They stopped for some coffee. 

When they were nearly finished he turned to her, "Go to the ladies, take your panties off."

Without questioning him she did as requested, returning to finish her coffee. "Ok, Whore lets go get your shoes."

She had forgotten about the shoes and now realised why he had her remove her panties. She looked at him pleading with her eyes.

"Do we have a problem Whore?"

"No Sir," as she followed him back to the shoe store. When they walked in the young guy rushed over to them.

"Has Madam decided which ones?"

"She needs to try on the last ones again."

"Of course," as he watched her go back to her seated position. He was hoping for another flash of panties, he had almost went to the toilet for a wank when she left the last time and was still hard from the thought of her. Jim had noticed this immediately through the guys trousers.

When he took his position in front of her he went to take her foot. She raised her foot and he put the first heel on. He was disappointed that he had not seen any white, just bare thigh. When she raised her second foot and parted her legs he looked closely for the panties and nearly lost his balance when he found himself looking at her bare hairless pussy, the wetness in it obvious to him. He stared back at Jim who was smiling at him.

"Go on touch her young man."

The guy didn't need any encouragement, moving his hand to her bare pussy, fingering her wetness and putting it in her. After a few seconds, "Ok that's enough young man."

He stood up disappointed, his raging hard cock now obvious to Olivia as well.

"Young man do you have many other pairs in the back room?"

The guy, looking puzzled at Jim, "Yes, we have loads."

"Ok, maybe you should show my Whore some of them."

The guy was beaming from ear to ear as he walked towards the back room. Jim whispered to her as she walked after the guy. Once behind the door the young guy looked at her as she walked towards him, dropping to her knees in front of him. Looking up at him she undid and dropped his trousers and boxer shorts, releasing his hard young cock. Still looking up at him she started sucking on it, the guy moaning from the first second. It wasn't long before he couldn't take anymore cuming in her mouth. She had never taken her eyes off his the entire time. She left the room quickly followed by the assistant. She paid for the shoes and left the Outlets, heading for home.

"Did Whore enjoy her shopping trip?"

"Yes Sir, thank you."

He smiled over at her, still surprised at the ease at which she had obeyed him. It was now 6pm and he thought about the evening ahead. He had planned to visit some old friends, old in both age and length of friendship. His friends were four guys in their late 60's, all married guys who he met for a card game about twice a year. He looked at Olivia driving, wondering if he would stay in with her tonight or whether he might bring her along. He didn't want to demand too much of her so soon but watching her with the young guy and remembering her with his brother and the others he thought she just might enjoy it. He would think about it over dinner, which he had told her earlier she would be making for them.

On returning to the house, she put away her new purchases and got him a cold beer. He sat in the living area watching TV as she prepared dinner of Goats cheese starter, main course of Salmon finishing with a Tiramisu and coffee. She was very happy preparing the meal for him, so content that he was here with her alone. She wondered if he was staying tonight or whether he was going home. She hoped he was staying and that she could please him again. She thought about sleeping with him in her marital bed and was surprised at the lack of feeling of guilt. She longed to feel the satisfaction that Jim gave her.

Dinner went well, he complimenting her cooking skills again. They talked about the items in the news, he asked more about her kids, her growing up years, her background. She answered all questions willingly, feeling like they were almost on a date. For the 90 minutes they took over dinner he never once gave any orders or even demonstrated being in charge, never calling her by his given name for her. She relaxed in his company, enjoying the chat and the relaxed atmosphere. Once dinner was over and they were seated on the couch he turned to her.

"Ok Whore, I've decided we're going out. Go put on your new yellow dress and heels, and nice white underwear."

"Where are we going Sir?" as she stood up.

He spanked her ass hard, "You do not ask questions, go get ready."

"Sorry Sir," as she rushed upstairs. As she changed she wondered where they were going. She was disappointed that she would not have him to herself this evening, she hoped he would return with her later. She returned downstairs and they went to her car, him giving her directions as they drove.

"Whore, I am meeting four old friends tonight for a card game, you can be our hostess."

"Yes Sir," not knowing exactly what he meant by hostess. She drove to the other side of town, an area she was not familiar with. On reaching their destination she was worried to leave her car on the street for fear that it would be stolen. She decided not to say anything. He went to the door, opened it and entered without knocking on it. She followed.

In the living area of the house she saw four older guys, all much older than her or Jim. They looked surprised when they saw her.

"Hi Guys, hope ye didn't mind I brought a friend. She can save all your old legs and get us the drinks," as he shook each by the hand and took his place on the one empty chair around the table where they were seated.

Each of the four guys looked her up and down, introducing themselves as Jack, Joe, Pol and Lar. She said hi and looked around the tiny untidy room, beer bottles on the table, cigarettes lighting in the ashtrays. Jim looked at her and he was amused at her obvious disgust at where they were. 

"Go get us some beers," deliberately not using her given name, but still speaking in a demanding tone.

Each of the guys seemed amused as she looked for where the beers might be. Jack indicated the fridge in the corner where she went and got four beers, handing them to the guys. For the first hour she watched as they played cards, only moving when a beer was required. Jim enjoyed watching her discomfort and knew she would be wondering whether she might have to please these old guys.

That was in fact the exact thought going through her head. She could not help looking around the room disgusted at how dirty it was, did one of them actually live here? She looked at the four guys and hoped that Jim would not require her to do anything with these disgusting old men. The more she looked at them the more she saw them as old beer guzzling smoking men. She could feel herself almost sick with the thought of having to do anything with them. Surely Jim wouldn't demand that, she hoped.

After another couple of hands of cards she was asked to get the drinks again. As she handed one to Jack he put his hand on her ass, patting it lightly and smiling at her. She looked at him but didn't say anything or react. When she then handed Pol he did the same but let it linger there for longer even as she reached out to give Lar his beer. They were all smiling at each other as she reached Jim and gave him one. He touched his lap indicating that she should sit down on it. As she did so Lar high fived him.

During the next game, Jim put one of his hands on her knees, gently touching and squeezing them. 

Lar spoke, laughing, "Do I see a marriage ring on your hand young lady?"

"Yes you do Lar,"

"So where is your husband then?"

"He's away on business," she replied meekly, as 

Jim worked his hands on her thighs under her dress, all the guys watching him closely.

"So how do you know our friend Jim then?"

She didn't know how to respond, expecting Jim to say something but he remained silent.

"We met recently when I was away with a friend."

They laughed, "So you're one of his Subs then."

She looked around at Jim, who was smiling at them, his hands now exposing her thighs fully to the four guys.

"Tell them your name."

"I'm Whore," looking down at the ground.

"And how long are you Whore?"

"Less than a week."

"Oh Jim is this a newbie you brought for us, very nice."

"Yes Guys, Whore here is my newest addition," as he lifted the dress over her head.

The four guys stared at her still sitting there in her bra and panties. Pol spoke next, "my deal I think."

"Whore, you should sit on the dealers lap," pushing her off his own lap.

She went and sat on Pol's lap while he dealt the cards, all eyes on her body. She felt disgusted at the old eyes ogling her tits openly. She could also feel Pol's erection though it not seem big. AS the others looked at their cards Pol put his hand on her legs rubbing them up and down, each time getting closer to her panties. He dealt out the cards requested by the guys and then his hands returned to her legs, this time rubbing her panties every time he reached them. She could feel his erection getting harder. Thankfully that game finished quickly and it was Jacks turn to deal. Pol pushed her towards him and she took her place on his lap.

Jack didn't waste anytime rubbing her legs choosing to rub her pussy through her panties once the cards were dealt. Even though she was disgusted at him she could not help reacting to his touch as he fingered him lightly. The others looked on with enormous smiles. She could also feel that Jack was erect.

Next to deal was Joe. Joe was obviously more a breast man and he started by squeezing her tits hard through her bra. Apart from dealing the cards and playing his own hands all he did was pinch her nipples hard and rub his hands between her cleavage.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 10



Lar was next. By now her tits were sore and her pussy wet from the guys to date. When she went to sit on his lap he stopped her indicating she should stand next to him instead. He spent his time fondling her ass, fingering her crease, pulling the panties into her ass to make it into a thong.

Jim took her bra off when it was his turn, touching, squeezing and pinching her nipples as he dealt his cards. All of the guys started at her tits and her nipples which had now grown very erect. She was thankful that Jim was the last to deal and maybe that she and he could leave soon. That thought was quickly shattered when the cards were next handed to Pol again and Jim pushed her towards him.

This time he immediately pushed one of his hands inside her panties and started pressing on her clit. She could not help herself moaning which made all the guys laugh. This encouraged him to press harder and she reacted by pushing herself down on his hand. She could feel his cock harden as she pressed down on it.

When she went to Jack next, he stopped her and told her to remove her panties. Not believing what she was doing she lowered them. He asked her for them and she handed them to him. She sat on his lap without being asked to and just sat there for all of Jacks' game, all eyes on her naked body, while Jack sniffed her wet panties.

Joe spent his second turn with his fingers in her pussy twisting them around within her. This made her incredibly horny and even wetter.

Lar again went to her now bare tits, spending all his time touching them. Just before his turn was over he turned her around and took her nipples in his mouth, gently licking, biting and kissing them.

As she approached Jim, he indicated she should get on her knees. As he dealt his turn she opened his trousers taking out his cock. For the entirety of his deal she sucked eagerly on his cock, loving the taste and the feel of it. When his turn was over she didn't stop, until she was pulled up to find all the other guys had stripped naked. 

She looked at their withered old bodies but all she could see was their four cocks. Pol approached her first as if they were keeping the same order as before. She didn't hesitate to start sucking his small cock, though still bigger she thought than her husband. He held her head as he came quickly in her. She was turned around to see Jack's cock, a little bigger than Pol, which she also quickly brought to climax.

Joe had sat back down on his chair and he called her over. She went over, positioning herself above him and sat down on his cock, easily taking him in her now drenched pussy. Like the others it didn't last long. When she stood up and turned around she was stunned when she looked at the size of Lar's cock. It was truly the biggest she had ever seen, thin but very long, and at his age she didn't think it possible. 

He reached for her tits and pinched her nipples hard, making his cock stand up to attention more. He sat down and she went to him, scared but still positioning herself over him. Cautiously she eased down on him, the thinness of him make the entry easy but the length of it started to press into her as she sat down on it. She could feel as if she would almost expect to feel it in her throat. When she had managed to take it all, he started bounching her up and down, ramming her down on his cock each time, making her scream with the pain of it. He eased off instead choosing to eat her tits, biting her nipples which seemed to make him harder inside her. As he bit her she started riding him herself while the others cheered and clapped.

"Oh she is a good Whore."

"Very impressive, she's taking it all."

She looked over at Jim as she rode his long thin cock. He smiled at her as he watched her please his old friends. He was glad he had brought her and proud of her actions. She was sore from the pounding in her pussy and surprised at how long the old guy was lasting, she had orgasm after orgasm as he continued feasting on her nipples, them now sore as well. Thankfully he did reach climax and she could feel his cum spurt deep in her. She stood up, finding it hard to keep her balance.

The four guys applauded her as Jim took her by the hand and guided her towards the couch. Although she was sore she did want him to fuck her as well and have his pleasure. He smiled at her and then turned her around, bending her over the couch, her ass in the air. He put his fingers in her pussy wetting them before taking them out and using the cum from her pussy to finger her ass. She jumped up but he pushed her back down.

"Please Sir, not there, please."

"Shut up Whore," as he pressed his cock against her asshole. She attempted to move her ass away from him but got a hard spank on her cheek in return.

"Is she an ass virgin," Jack asked.

"Oh yes, but not for much longer."

They all cheered and came over to stand around her, Lar straight away grabbing her tits. Jim eased his cock into her tight virgin ass as she cried a little. As he pushed each inch in he slowed down giving her a chance to get used to it. Eventually he was completely in and she had another new feeling, that of being completed full, she could not believe that his large cock would fit in her tight ass. He stated to move in and out which caused her a lot of pain but she was determined to please him as he saw fit. Lar was lying underneath her biting her nipples as Jim speeded up the movement in her ass, with each thrust pushing harder into her. The combination of her nipples being bitten and her ass been fucked was too much for me and she let out a huge roar as she had an enormous orgasm and then immediately another. This drove Jim on more and he fucked her ass hard eventually cuming hard in her laying down on top of her driving her hard into the couch, Thankfully Lar stopped his tits action as well. When she got to stand up she felt pain everywhere, in her pussy, her ass, her tits, but all she could see was ten admiring eyes on her and she felt proud.

Jim, standing next to his old friends, looked over at her, struggling to stand still. He had not planned to take her ass tonight but as events happened he thought it was the perfect time to take her last pleasure area. He had now fucked the ass of both her and her Wimp husband. While he would fuck guys as part of the Master role, his true pleasure was in taking the wives and making them his, to do as he wished.

Everyone got dressed and they left the four guys and returned back to her home. She was unbelievably sore all over but still hoping that he would stay the night. However she heard him ordering a taxi.

"Whore, I am not going to stay, I will another night but I have business tomorrow that I need to be home for. I have an event I have to plan for the weekend and it has to be right. You did very well today."

"Ok Sir, when will I hear from you?"

"It will be soon Whore, you need to get your rest, I am pleased with your efforts today, you have proven to me that you can be my special Sub."

"Thank you Sir, I do want to be your only Sub."

"I didn't say that Whore, but you never know, if you continue to improve I might change my mind. 

Just then the doorbell rang and he answered it, telling the taxi driver he would be out. He turned to her, "Good night Whore, sleep and dream well, I will be in touch," leaning over and kissing her on the lips.

As he left she touched her lips, surprised but pleased at his kiss. She put the house alarm on and went to her bedroom. She stripped off looking at her body in the mirror, her breasts and nipples all red and swollen. She contemplated jumping in the shower but was too tired so she lay on the bed, fast asleep within five minutes, dreaming of long thin and large thick cocks.

Jim caught the last train home, immensely pleased with his day with her. He had not planned all that had happened but was delighted at the outcome. So much in one day and all done to please him alone. It was obvious to him that in Olivia he had found a married woman who would do anything for him. It was similar with her Wimp husband.

He had a lot of planning to do for the event this weekend. For many years he had sought his perfect Sub Couple and he now knew his search was over. The event this weekend would bring them both together and though there was always a danger of a bad reaction when they found out about each other, he was confident that they would be even better Subs when all was revealed. Oh what plans he had for them together...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 11



This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how my wife and I have got to where we are now, both Subs to the same guy, both unaware of the others activities to date. 

In this part Master Jim brings both together, eventually!!

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. 

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On Thursday morning Bill woke early immediately checking his phone to find he had no messages. He had not heard from Jim, his Master, since he had met him on Monday night. As well as being disappointed he was worried that in some way he might have displeased Jim in some way. He had performed every task asked of him to date including being used hard by Jim and others cumulating in him being tattooed just above his tiny penis. He pulled the bed covers back, looking down at his new tattoo, "Wimp", his Sub name. Thankfully recently he and Olivia, his wife, had started sleeping in separate rooms and there was very little likelihood of her seeing him naked or his tattoo.

Looking at it he was worried that now that he was tattooed he would not hear from Jim again. In the short number of weeks since he met Jim for the first time he had come to thoroughly enjoy being used by him and his friends, to being humiliated, primarily because of his shortcomings below, to undertaking whatever tasks were commanded of him. He missed hearing from his Master, once again checking his phone. HE wondered if he would hear from him today, he really hoped so.

Across the corridor in her bedroom, Oliva woke up and also checked for messages. Unknown to Bill, Olivia had also become Jim's Sub, "Whore". She had now met him on a number of occasions, experiencing for the first time in her life, mind blowing and utterly satisfying sex. That he used and humiliated her for his own purposes didn't bother her anymore, all she wanted to do was please him. On last Tuesday, when she had spent the full day with him, she had sex with six different guys and opened her front door to a delivery man fully naked. Jim had been to her house and that was the only thing that worried her. She did not want Bill to find out that she was cheating on him. Although they seemed to be growing further apart she did not want to lose the good life that living with Bill gave her. She also did not want to hurt him.

She worried that Jim had not contacted her since he left her on Tuesday night. She hoped that he would contact her soon; that they would meet soon so that she could again have the feeling of total fulfilment, still a new feeling to her and she loved it. She thought about what Jim had said about having other Subs and she wanted to do whatever it took to be his only true Sub.

Jim, at this stage, had been up for hours. He had deliberately refrained from contacting either of his two Subs. Although neither was aware of the other they were soon to become what he had always sought, his Perfect Sub Couple. He had started putting the plans in place yesterday for a party this weekend at which he would have both Subs at his beck and call. Jim had much experience in the BDSM area where he was much respected as a Master and Club owner, along with his closet friend, Tony. Over the years he had made many friends and this weekend many of them would benefit from his new Subs.

The Party was to be held at a large country house owned by another Master friend, James. The house had been developed over the years with many rooms specifically outfitted for special events. This was to be one such event.

Before the Party there were a number of tasks that both Bill and Olivia would have to perform. He picked up his phone to call some of his friends.

Bill had gone to work, spending the morning on the phone to many clients, advising them on their tax affairs. He constantly listened out for any beep from his phone, checking it numerous times to make sure that it was still on and working. The longer he didn't hear anything the more he worried. He realised that he desperately needed to hear from him, he was so in need of more instructions, more use, more humiliation. It was after a meeting in the afternoon with another client that his phone eventually beeped to inform him he had a message.

"Call me Wimp."

He immediately closed his office door, sat at his desk and called Jim.

"Hi Sir, good to hear from you."

"Wimp, do I detect a tone of sarcasm?"

"No Sir, it is genuinely good to hear you."

"Wimp, I have been very busy, meeting others and planning."

He worried at hearing of Jim meeting others, "I hope the planning involves me Sir."

"Wimp, if they do, you'll find out when you need to know. I am reviewing my Subs to consider who I should bother spending time with. I can't be bothered anymore spending time with too many Subs."

Bill sat upright in his chair, "Sir, please include me, I will do whatever you wish."

"Wimp, that remains to be seen. I want you to leave the office and to meet Betty at the Fountain."

Panicking Bill looked out his office window at the Fountain outside, wondering whether Jim was aware just how close he was to it, "Yes Sir, I will do that."

"Wimp, it's not as if you have to travel far," laughing loudly. He had seen the name and address on papers in Bill's home office when he was there earlier in the week with Olivia.

"How do you know that Sir," once again panicking and looking out his window.

"Wimp, I thought you knew better than to ask me questions, go meet Betty and do as she tells you. She will be reporting back to me."

"Yes Sir," but Jim had already hung up, typing his next message.

Olivia was in her garden, enjoying the sun and a coffee. The quietness was disturbed by her phone. Picking it up she smiled widely when she saw she has a message from Jim.

"Whore, call me."

"Hi Sir, how are you."

"I am good Whore, my week has been very busy, what are you up to?"

"Nothing much Sir, just sitting in my garden."

"What are you wearing Whore."

"A short summer dress Sir."

"Good Whore, now go to your bedroom."

She immediately rushed indoors and up the stairs, "I am here Sir."

"Go to your bedside locker, bottom drawer."

Looking inside she saw a package that she immediately remembered Jim having when he visited her. In all of the displaying herself to the delivery man she had totally forgotten he had something in his hand when he arrived. She took it out.

"What is it Sir."

"Open it Whore."

She opened it seeing that it was a silver bracelet with a large "O" in the middle of it. She was stunned that Jim would have bought her such a present with her name on it.

"Sir, it's beautiful, thank you so much."

"Put it on and send me a picture."

Putting the bracelet on her right hand she took a picture with her phone, sending it to him.

"Whore, it's not for your hand, it's an anklet for your left foot, send another picture."

She did as requested.

"Good Whore, I assume you have your white undies on. Put some heels on and got to Thomas Street, Tony will meet you there. Remember that I am considering which Subs to use in the future so you need to do what he tells you."

"Yes Sir, what time?"

"30 minutes."

"Yes Sir," but just like the call to her husband, Jim had already hung up, not waiting for her response. She rushed to her wardrobe to get her heels, wondering what would happen when she met Tony. She realised that she didn't care, she was just so happy that he had been in touch. She would do anything to please him.

She left her house driving to Thomas Street. She had to use her navigation system as it was in an area of town with which she was not familiar, being on the other side of town in a more down market area, one in which she would not feel comfortable alone. She looked around for a car park which might look reasonably safe. After parking she exited, looking around, thinking that Jim had not told her where on Thomas Street to meet Tony. She walked down the street only seeing seedy bars, drug stores and a lot of run-down buildings. She also saw several groups of youths standing around drinking beer, talking and laughing loudly. She was getting worried until she saw Tony appear out of a shop on the other side of the road. Looking directly at her he turned and re-entered the shop. 

She walked across the road following Tony into the shop.

"Hi Whore," he said, looking down at her ankle, "Nice anklet."

She looked around, alarmed that he had called her by her Sub name in a public place. She noted that there were two other people there, a girl behind a battered reception desk, an older black woman next to her. Both of them didn't seem to react to Tony's words.

The older woman spoke to Tony, "Want to start?"

"Yes Mag's, lets get started. Whore, follow her."

Mags walked into a short corridor going behind a curtain made of beads. Olivia followed, wondering what was about to happen. On entering the room she saw a large leather chair.

"Take your clothes off and sit down."

Olivia looked around at the untidy room but proceeded to undress in front of the woman and sat down on the chair. Mags inclined the seat backwards.

"Part your legs Whore."

Mags examined her pubic area very closely, "Ok Whore first we're going to wax you completely," proceeding to prepare her. Olivia was of course used to having her legs waxed but this was a new experience as she watched Mags wax her entirely her pubic area and legs. She looked over to see Tony watching from the doorway, the curtain pulled back. 

"So do you like your anklet Whore?"

"Yes I do, I am very happy with it, especially the "O" for Olivia."

Both Tony and Mags looked at each other and laughed, puzzling Olivia, but neither of them said anymore.

When Mags was finished she rose and left the room. Tony went to Olivia, "Whore, are you prepared to be marked for your Master?"

"What do you mean?"

"Jim likes for his true Subs to have their name marked on their body for him."

"Marked?"

"Tattoo Whore."

Olivia panicked, she did not like tattoos, actually considering them to be for the lower classes. She thought about Tony's reference to Jim's true Subs, knowing she wanted to be that more than anything. Anyway, she thought, having a discreet "Olivia" tattoo wouldn't be too bad.

"Ok, I'll do it for him."

Mags returned to the room with some equipment in her hands, "Sit back in the chair and part your legs."

Olivia looked up at Tony, an alarmed look on her face. She had not given any thought to where the tattoo might be. 

Tony merely smiled at her, "Relax Whore or it will hurt more."

Mags walked and sat on a small stool between her legs. She inclined the chair so that Olivia was lying fully back in a position where she could not see what was going on. She then started by rubbing some cold cream on the area above her pussy. "Don't move Whore, keep your legs wide open."

Olivia tried her best to relax, lying there totally naked, Tony looking down at her smiling. She jumped as she felt the needle prick her skin. She tried her best to relax and take the pain as Mags did her work. After about 30 minutes she was finished and asked Tony for his views.

"Great work Mags, Jim will love that."

Mags reached down to pick up the panties from the floor and put them on Olivia, covering the tattoo, "Ok Whore, get dressed."

Olivia, though sore, got up from the chair and dressed. Tony left the room indicating that Olivia should follow which of course she did quickly. When they were both outside Tony hailed a taxi, opened the door and ushered Olivia into it, "Go home now, Jim will be in touch with you," closing the door and walking away.

She looked after him as she gave the driver her address. She was disappointed that she had not been asked to have sex with anyone, she was desperately in need of satisfaction and had assumed that something sexually would have happened today. When she was halfway home her phone beeped;

"Hi Whore, hope your afternoon was good."

"Yes Sir, but it was not what I expected."

"Whore, your activities will be what I choose when I choose, what did you expect?"

"Sir, I thought I would be having sex."

"Ha Whore can't get enough, you will have sex when I decide, now you will not touch yourself or do anything sexual when you get home or until you hear from me, is that clear?"

"Yes Sir, will I hear from you soon?"

"Yes Whore, I want you to come up with an excuse to your pitiful husband for you to be missing on Saturday night, all night."

"Yes Sir," feeling excited at the thought of a night with her Master, not at all worried about having to lie to Bill. 

"I will be in touch Whore, remember no touching yourself or anything."

"Yes Sir."

At the time she was arriving home Bill was approaching the Fountain where Betty was waiting for him. Betty was Tony's secretary and a friend of both him and Jim. Betty had already been involved in using and humiliating Bill and had fucked him wearing a large dildo in front of a large audience at the Club. As he approached her he blushed remembering what had happened between them.

"Hi Wimp, follow me," as she walked away.

Meekly he followed her as she hailed a taxi, into which she climbed giving the driver an address; he climbed in next to her.

"Hows your little fella?" laughing as he looked at the taxi driver to see if he was listening.

"Fine thanks Betty."

"Call me Madam."

"Yes Madam," as he watched the driver sniggering.

Nothing else was said during the journey. When they reached the destination Betty told Bill to pay the driver and left the taxi heading through the doors of a seedy looking shop. When he followed her in he saw a large black woman behind a reception desk. Betty walked up to her.

"Hi Mags, how have you been?"

"Hi Betty, yeah things are good," as she left her desk heading down a short corridor.

"Wimp, follow her."

He followed her down the corridor into a room with a beaded curtain for a door.

"Take your clothes off Wimp."

He looked at Betty standing in the doorway who signalled that he should do as requested. He then proceeded to undress in front of the two women, still embarrassed being naked in front of females. When he was fully naked and standing in front of Mags, she looked down at his cock and tattoo and looked over at betty and laughed loudly.

"I can see where he got his name, god have you ever seen anything so tiny."

Betty laughed with her, "Yeah I didn't believe it myself until I saw it."

"Jim certainly picks them good, I had another of his Subs here earlier, a proper married Whore."

"Yeah he's trying them out to see which ones to keep."

Bill, standing naked in the middle of the room, listened to the conversation, worried at the thought that Jim could decide to stop being his Master. The fact that they were laughing at his shortcomings didn't concern him overly, he understood fully his limitations.

"Wimp, get on the table, lie on your back."

When he was lying down Mags stood next to him looking him over, "We're going to need a lot of wax, Betty will you ask Jules to come in and help me please."

"Wax?" he asked.

"Wimp, since you are not a man you should not have any bodily hair, we are going to remove every one from your body."

He looked at her alarmed at the thought as he saw Betty return, accompanied by a young black girl of about 20 years of age. She walked over and looked him over from head to toe as he blushed. She paid particular attention to his cock, 

looking at Mags as she did so. Mags just laughed.

"Ok Wimp, this is going to take some time so try and relax," as she began wiping his chest area with a cold liquid followed by wax. When she then put a strip on him and pulled it and the hair with it he jumped and they all laughed. He winced as she prepared the next area of his chest. After about 60 minutes she had completely removed all hair from his chest, arms and legs. She then told him to part his legs wide, smiling widely as she did so.

Reluctantly he did so and she waxed all the areas around his cock and balls before telling him to turn over and lie on his front. She then completed the job on his back and legs before waxing his ass. Thankfully for him he was not particularly hairy on his back and it was all completed in less than 2 hours. He looked down at his body and saw that he had many red marks.

"Don't worry Wimp, the marks will be gone in 24 hours, do not shower until Saturday," Mags told him with Julie remarking "Without the cock he looks like a sissy Wimp now," all of them laughing loudly.

He went to get up but Betty told him to stay lying down on his front. She walked towards him and now all three of the women were standing around him. Betty slapped his ass hard and he jumped. She asked Julie, "Jules have you ever slapped a man," to which she blushed and shook her head. Betty looked towards his ass indicating that she should give it a go. Julie then gave him a little slap.

"That's not a slap, this is," as Mags took her large hands and whipped them down on him.

He jumped on the table with the pain which encouraged Julie to try harder. Between them they slapped him for about 5 minutes, the young girl enjoying his pain and whimpers. Although he did enjoy the pain he was very humiliated by lying there naked and being slapped by a young girl, far younger than his own daughter. He was not enjoying being seen and used by females, he still found this totally humiliating and uncomfortable.

Betty waked towards the end of the table, "Spread your legs Wimp." She then proceeded to finger his asshole, watched intently by the young girl. Mags handed a large dildo to Jules, pointing towards his ass. Both Betty and Mags then walked to the head of the table and sat down in chairs facing him. 

He saw them sit down, wondering if it was all finished now. He jumped when he felt the young girls fingers go into him. He looked at Betty pleading with her for this now to happen, she just smiled at him. He then felt the fingers removed but replaced by something larger. When he heard the buzzing it knew what it was as she inserted it deeper and deeper into him. When she had it fully in him she stopped until Betty said, "Fuck him Jules."

He winced as the girl started taking it out and pushing it back in, getting into a quick rhythm obviously enjoying it. He started wimpering as she fucked him hard. Eventually Betty stopped her and told him to stand up. When he did so the young girl was staring at him and he put his head down so as not to see her smiling face. 

"Thank the young girl for using you Wimp."

"Thank you Jules."

"Look at her when you talk to her Wimp, what are you thanking her for?"

Looking up at her, "Thank you for fucking me Jules," his face totally blushing.

Jules blushed, herself now looking down at the ground.

Mags turned to Jules, "Now girl as you can see not all males are real men, when you get yourself someone make sure they're a real man and not a total Wimp like this one, do you think this one could ever please you?"

"No Mam, not with that cock."

"There are other ways he could please you."

She blushed again as she watched her mother lie on the table.

"Wimp, come please me to thank me for making you look even more a Wimp," as she pulled her dress up and parted her legs, showing him that she had no underwear on.

He winced at the sight of the big black women lying on the table, her very hairy pussy on display to him. He looked over at Betty.

"Do it Wimp."

He walked over and stood between her legs feeling disgusted at the amount of hair between her legs. He started fingering her when she reached up, grabbed his head and pushed it between her legs. The feel of the wiry hair prickled him as he tried to get past it to find her pussy. He did not like the smell of her and knew that the taste would not be nice. He started kissing and licking her fast hoping he could finish her quickly.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 11



"Slow down Wimp, make it last, fuck me with your tongue"

Reluctantly he slowed down and started inserting his tongue into her, feeling her get moist as she wriggled a little. The taste and scent of her was overpowering and he felt as if he wanted to gag a bit, nevertheless he didn't stop as she got wetter. After about 10 minutes she grabbed his head and held it tightly against her pussy as she climaxed hard, his head held tight between her legs, her orgasm soaking his face. Eventually she released the hold of him and he managed to get away from her, standing up to find Betty smiling and the young girl staring in awe.

"Wimp, I'm glad you can do something right, Jules do you want a go?"

Jules looked in shock at her mother, "No Mam, I don't."

He looked relieved at her response as Betty told him to get on the chair. He looked at her with a worried expression, wondering what else could possibly happen, but still he did as requested. When he was seated she inclined the seat backwards telling him to spread his legs. Mags handed something to her that he could not see from the position he was in. The next thing he felt was something being inserted into his ass, not as big as the previous dildo thankfully. When it was fully in him she inclined the seat back to its original position and told him to stand up.

"Wimp, get dressed, we've had enough at looking at your pitiful body. The butt plug in you is to stay there until you are told to remove it."

Blushing he looked down, "But what if I need to"

He didn't finish before the two older women laughed, "Obviously you can take it out for that but put it back immediately afterwards, now get dressed, we're finished with you Wimp."

When he was dressed Betty told him to leave which he did quickly, thankfully finding a taxi fast which he told to bring him home.

On entering his house he found Olivia in the kitchen, drinking coffee and reading a magazine. She didn't even look up or acknowledge him as he went to the fridge to get himself a water. As he went to leave she turned to him, "Jenny has asked me over on Saturday night, I said yes, I'm going to stay the night."

As he looked at her she turned back to her magazine, obviously not caring whether he had a problem with her or not with her being out on a Saturday night. He was a bit saddened by her attitude but at the same time wondered if perhaps Master might be free to use him. He would text him to let him know. Assuming she didn't want a reply he left the kitchen and went to his office. 

Immediately he took out his phone and texted Jim.

"Hi Sir, just to let you know Olivia will be out Saturday night if by any chance you were free."

It wasn't long before he received a reply, "Hi Wimp, where is she going?"

"Sir she is spending the night with her friend Jenny."

"Are you sure Wimp, maybe she's going to be with a real man."

"I don't think so Sir, she sees Jenny a lot.

"Maybe she's having fun with her so."

"I doubt that Sir, Olivia not into sex, I've told you that before."

"Ha ha and as I've said before, married guys always underestimate their wives, I hope you have your ass filled."

"Yes Sir, it feels full."

"Not as full as you will be the next time we meet Wimp, let me think about Saturday, will let you know, I'm gone for now."

"Ok Sir, look forward to hearing from you."

He wondered what Jim had meant by "not as full" but he didn't care as long as he could please him. He really hoped that Jim would be free on Saturday night as he now had all night to do whatever was asked of him. 

On that evening Olivia cooked dinner which they ate quietly, afterwards going their separate ways again, him to the lounge, her to her bedroom. When she got to her room she undressed, for the first time since she had got home earlier having the courage to look at her new tattoo. As she took off her underwear she looked down to get the shock of her life. Instead of seeing "Olivia" she stared open mouthed at "Whore" tattooed in the area above her pussy. When Tony had told her that she would be marked with her name stupidly she had not even considered it would be her Sub name. She stared at it, knowing she could now ever be naked in front of Bill again, knowing that she would have to be very careful when wearing bikinis in front of her friends, her son and daughter, in fact just everyone. How could she shower in the golf club after a game, what would Jenny say if she saw it. She did want to please Jim so much but she was stunned looking at the tattoo, wondering if she had gone too far in letting this happen. Worrying about it she put on a long night dress so as not having to look at it. She tried reading for a while but kept going back to looking at her name, now stamped into her for all to see. The one thought in her head before she eventually fell asleep was hoping that this commitment to Jim would mean that he would choose her as his one and only Sub.

While she was looking at her new mark Bill had gone to his own bedroom, also undressing and staring at her now totally hairless body. Not one hair could be seen on his chest, arms, legs, or anywhere else. He worried what others might think should they see him. He thought about his son and daughter, how could he ever now go to the beach with them and their families. He could hide his "Wimp" marking with his swimming trunks but he couldn't hide his lack of body hair. As he looked in the mirror he realised that he looked very feminine, that if his tiny cock and balls were hidden that he would not look like a man, that he looked even more a wimp. Though feeling embarrassed and worrying about the family he realised he liked the look, he liked the feeling of his bare legs, he hoped that the efforts he had gone to would please Jim and get him picked as a Sub to be kept. 

The following day Bill went to work as normal, and managed to get a full days work done, though wondering all of the time if anyone could possibly notice his hairless body or butt plug in place. Of course this wasn't possible given his work suit, shirt and tie that that didn't stop him worrying. He was getting used to the feeling in his ass and was beginning to enjoy it. Just before he left the office for the day he received a message from Jim.

"Wimp, I will see you tomorrow, will let you know where and when in the morning."

"Thank you Sir, that is great," but he received no reply. 

Olivia had spent the day hoping to hear from Jim, wondering what would be expected of her tomorrow. She hoped it would be Jim and her alone but she realised that would probably not be the case. She hoped that no other Subs were present, she wanted to be the only one pleasing him. Just as she heard Bill drive up the driveway her phone beeped.

"Whore, you will leave your house at noon tomorrow, don't worry about bringing anything, all will be provided."

"Thank you Sir, where shall I go?" but like Bill she did not receive a reply.

On Saturday morning both of them rose early, both nervous and excited that they would be seeing Jim that night, both still blissfully unaware of the other. As they shared breakfast both made small talk about the weather, a hurricane that was in the news, a scandal about a local politician. Both were making an effort to be friendly, probably as both were aware that they would be cheating on each other later that evening.

"What time are you meeting Jenny?"

"Probably about noon, we are going to the shops before an event in the golf club tonight," thinking how easily she was finding lying to him, "have you any plans?"

"No, I'll probably just stay in and catch up on some history programmes I recorded," feeling a little guilty about lying to her.

"You'll enjoy that, you have the TV all to yourself."

"Yeah, been meaning to watch them for a while, I hope you have a great night with Jenny."

"Thanks, I'm sure it'll be grand."

After breakfast as he cleared up she went to her room to prepare. Even though Jim had told her all would be provided she wanted to look good for him. After showering she spent time putting her make up and perfume on before dressing in lacy white undies and a red summer dress and heels on. She put some stuff in a small overnight bag so as not to make Bill suspicious.

As she came down the stairs Bill was leaving his office. "You look very nice," wondering if she would dress up like that just to meet Jenny.

"Thanks, just felt like putting a dress on for the sun," wondering If he was being sarcastic or not.

"Anyway, happy shopping, enjoy tonight."

"Thanks, I'll see you at some stage tomorrow," as she kissed him on the cheek before leaving the house at noon exactly.

He stared after her surprised at the kiss on the cheek, but still thinking of Jim's words to him about who she might be meeting. He surprised himself by realising that maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if she was meeting someone else, after all he was cheating on her. After she left he went to his own room, hoping to hear from Jim soon.

Olivia left her driveway, not knowing which direction to take as she still had no idea where she was to go. Her phone rang and she answered it on her car system.

"Hi Whore, I assume you are in your car."

"Yes Sir, where am I to go."

"You are to go to Jenny's house, she will tell you more."

"Jenny Sir? why is she involved?"

"Because I say so Whore, now go there," as he hung up.

She turned her car in the direction of her friends house, wondering and worried that Jim had involved her. She had never considered that Jim might have been in contact with Jenny since the first time that she had met and become addicted to him. As she drove into her driveway Jenny opened the door, a huge smile on her face. After getting out of her car and walking towards the house, Jenny looked her up and down.

"You're looking good Girl," stepping aside to let Olivia into the house.

"Jenny, what's going on, what have you got to do with it?"

"Girl, do you think you should have all the fun, I've met Tony since our time away and he asked me to do him some favours today."

"What favours?"

"All in good time Girl, let's have some coffee."

She followed Jenny into the kitchen, not amused at the secrecy or the fact that Tony had been in touch with her. She wondered how much Tony had told her about what had been happening since their time away, the first time she had ever had sex with anyone other than Bill. She remembered, blushing as she did, how she had sex with Jenny as well during that trip, at Jim's insistence. They had not discussed it since and she hoped Jenny would not bring it up. As they had coffee Jenny told her about Tony visiting and having a great nights fun. Jenny had always been a Slut in her mind but she never considered that she would also end up having sex with many men. 

"Jenny, please tell me what's going on?"

"Girl, I'm not sure to be honest, all I know is that I have to take you to the hair salon and Tony will contact me then," looking at her watch, "in fact we better go or we'll be late," standing and putting her jacket on, "We'll go in your car."

They drove to a hair salon on Jenny's instructions. Neither of them had been there before and they were greeted by Antonio, who was expecting them.

"Hi Ladies, we're ready for you, come on in, Jenny go with Lizzy there," pointing towards a girl in the corner.

As Jenny was greeting Lizzy, James turned to Olivia, "Now Whore, follow me."

She followed him as he went through a curtained door, mortified at his use of her Sub name.

"Take your dress off."

She stared at him but his returning of the stare told her she had no choice. After taking her dress off she stood in front of him in her undies and heels, as he admired her body openly.

"Ok Whore, get on the chair," pointing towards a sink. 

She sat down and he put a towel around her shoulders and neck, indicating that she should place her head backwards towards the sink. He proceeded to wash her hair and then put a dye into it. She looked at him wondering if maybe Jim liked his Subs even blonder than she was. Olivia loved going to the hairdressers and getting her hair done and blonde highlights redone.

It took Antonio a long time to finish her hair, all of the time Olivia facing him and not a mirror. He made no secret of the fact that he was looking at her body and admiring it. She was very embarrassed getting her hair done, dressed only in her lacy undies. Only when he had done the final touches did he turn her around to face the mirror. She stared, stunned, at the vision looking back at her. Gone were her blonde looks, what she was seeing was a complete new hairstyle, it was still shoulder length but was now totally black. She could barely recognise herself. Just then Jenny walked in.

"Oh Girl, that's different, you look even better."

"Jenny, what will Bill say, he'll think I'm gone nuts now."

"Girl, who cares what your excuse for a husband says," laughing loudly.

Antonio joined in the laughter, "Jim prefers his Subs to be dark, surely that's all that matters."

She looked at the both of them, then back at herself in the mirror, thinking it didn't look that bad and knowing what James had said was correct. All she cared about was what Jim cared about, not Bill. 

"Girl, I've spoken to Tony, he's told me where we are to go next."

"We?"

"Yes, we Girl, you don't think I'm getting my hair done for no reason," winking and smiling at Antonio.

"Whore, you can get dressed now."

She looked over at Jenny, seeing if she reacted to her Sub name but all that Jenny did was smile at her. She got up, put her dress back on, thanked James and followed Jenny to the car. Jenny typed an address into google maps on her phone and indicated which direction to take. 

"Google says it will take us an hour to get there."

"Where are we going?"

"Seems to somewhere in the country."

They drove in silence, listening to music on the radio, Olivia deep in thought about the evening ahead, still annoyed that Jenny was involved, knowing she would not be alone with Jim as she had hoped. When the sat nav told them they had reached their destination, they were in front of a large locked gate. As they drove up a black guy appeared out of a hut to their right. Jenny rolled down her window and the guy, without a word, nodded and pressed a button which opened the gate. They drove up a very long driveway, surrounded on both sides by rows and rows of tall old trees. At the end of the driveway was an enormous country house, almost castle like in appearance. They both looked at the house in awe, wondering if this was actually someone's house or a hotel, although they saw no signage.

As they got out of the car, another guy appeared from the front door of the house, a tall elegant looking guy, probably in his 60's.

"Hi, I'm James, welcome to my home," extending his hand to shake both of theirs." 

Another guy appeared next to him, "Paul here will take your bags to your rooms, follow me."

They followed him in, seeing a huge hallway with high banisters leading up both sides, he walked up the stairs and they followed him, all the way to their connecting rooms, which were next to each other.

"Stay here, your help will be with you shortly," as he walked away, closing the door after him.

"Girl, this place is huge, this guy must be loaded, I wonder if he needs a wife," laughing to herself.

"Jenny, what's going on, you have to tell me."

"Honestly Girl, I've no idea, let's just chill and enjoy it, as she went to a fridge in the corner and took out two small bottles of wine, handing one and a glass to Olivia.

While Olivia was making her way to the house Bill had received a message from Jim that he was to meet with Betty at the Fountain at 7pm, that he should wear his Sub uniform, made up of red trousers, white shirt and that he should wear black briefs. He knew that wearing black was an indication of the highest form of Sub in Jim's world and that pleased him greatly. He looked at his watch, he had 45 minutes.

He quickly showered and dressed in the required manner and called a taxi to take him to the Fountain. He didn't like Betty, every time he met her he ended up humiliated by women and that was the one thing he did not like. He wanted to please Jim and his male friends but not females. However he knew he had no choice.

Precisely at 7pm Betty pulled up in a large taxi, opening the door to tell him to join her. 

"Wimp, We have a long journey now, make yourself useful and please me," as she pulled her dress up revealing that she had no panties on.

He looked at the taxi driver who just smiled at him, "You better do what the lady wants."

For almost the entire trip, he was on the taxi floor, his head stuck between her legs, she moaning loudly as he licked and kissed her pussy, she came several times, each time he hoping that was the end of it, regretfully not to his dismay as she pushed his head back there. 

After she was satisfied he was told to get beside the driver, to take out his cock and suck him slowly as he drove. It didn't take long before the driver came in his mouth, forcing him to swallow every drop. The driver then pulled him up and told him to sit on the floor for the remainder of the journey, Betty using his shoulders as a footstool, with the only thing he could see being her bare wet pussy.

When they arrived he, like his wife earlier, was stunned at the size of the house. He too was greeted by James and escorted to his room, on the opposite side of the house to Olivia. He was told to wait in his room until he was needed. He looked around him, seeing the mini bar and wondering if he could get himself a drink. He decided that he better wait for permission to do anything including having a drink. He sat on the couch to wait.

Jim was in his huge room, looking at both of his Subs on large screens on his wall. He liked that Bill had just sat down and was waiting to be called, like the Wimp he was. Olivia was more restless in her room, walking around, drinking a little wine, her friend Jenny clearly amused at her discomfort. He had decided to include Jenny as he knew that would confuse Olivia. He smiled to himself as he thought of the revelations that would occur tonight. He was immensely proud of himself, what he had achieved with both of them in a short period. He was looking forward so much to what would be his best Master moment, in front of all his close friends. He watched as one of his female friends entered Olivia's room. She would prepare Olivia for the evening. He rose from his couch to get himself ready for the night of his life.

Bill was in his room for more than an hour when his door opened and Jim walked in.

"Hi Wimp."

"Hi Sir, how are you?"

"I am very good Wimp, shortly you will be brought downstairs, I just wanted a quick word with you first. You should know that tonight is to be your final test before I decide what to do with you in the future. Whether you ever see me again depends on your actions tonight. You will do all I command, you will answer my questions truthfully, you will not hesitate, am I Clear?"

"Yes Sir, I will do my best to please you."

"Let's hope your best is good enough, if I am not happy it will stop there and then, someone will come get you in about ten minutes, remember Wimp, all depends on tonight," as he turned and left the room, leaving Bill looking after him, worried about his words, somewhat scared at what might be expected of him.

As Jim had said, a masked guy came to Bill's room and gave him a mask to wear which covered his face to below his nose, apart from small eye slits. He then instructed him to follow down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs the guy opened a large double door and ushered Bill inside.

Bill looked around the very large room and saw that the room was occupied by many people, all masked. The room was set up with comfortable couches and small coffee tables with one hard seat at each on which he saw other Subs seated. In all he thought there were about 50 people present, all dressed extremely well, men in formal black suits, women in long evening dresses. The male Subs wore a uniform similar to his, the female subs short dresses, all either red or black.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 11



In the middle of the floor he could see a large platform with something large raised above it covered by a circular curtain. The platform had five steps leading up to it. It was to this platform that Bill was told to go to, feeling stared at by all eyes in the room as he walked to it. He stood there for about 15 minutes, looking around him to see if he could recognise anyone. This was difficult with the slightly darkened room, the masks on everyone. He noted that there was 15 serving staff walking around giving the guests drinks, the staff a mix of male and female, mix of black and white.

After leaving Bill, Jim had gone to Olivia's room. She had been made up professionally and dressed in white lacy high thong, suspenders and stockings, and matching white push up bra, making her breasts appear mush larger than they were. Her anklet was placed over her stockings. Her outfit was completed with a long red evening dress with a high slit on either side, black high heels and a black Michael Kors clutch bag.

"Hi Whore, you look great."

"Thank you Sir, I love the outfit."

"Ok Whore, shortly we will go downstairs. Tonight is your final test before I make my mind up on your future as my Sub. You will be judged on your actions, you must not say one word unless I speak to you, no matter what you see, you will remain totally silent until I say otherwise. Is that clear?"

"Yes Sir, all I want is to please you."

He took a mask out of his pocket and put it on her. She looked in the mirror seeing, through the narrow eye slits, the top half of her face covered by a black and silver mask. He then put his arm out indicating she should take it and they left the room, going down the stairs and standing before two large closed doors. 

Bill was still looking around the room when he heard a bell ring. This was followed by two of the waiters opening the large doors together. 

Bill watched as Jim walked in, a tall masked black haired woman in a stunning red dress on his arm. Jim was dressed in a very expensive looking black formal suit and was, Bill noted, the only one in the room without a mask.

Olivia looked around her at the large room seeing all of the masked people, wondering just what exactly she would have to do tonight, what did Jim mean about her final test, was she to have sex with everyone, it was a very large audience, she so wanted to please Jim but she was truly scared at what might be expected of her. She saw a lone guy standing on a platform in the middle of the room and wondered was he another Sub.

Jim walked her to the middle of the floor in front of the platform and addressed his chosen friends. He told them that tonight was a very special night for him, one he had been planning for a long time, that over the years he had many Subs and that now he wanted to concentrate on only the best, preferring quality over quantity. He would decide at the end of the night the fate of all his Subs and he hoped that his friends would help him choose, would give him their honest feedback on the performance or otherwise of his Subs. Both Bill and Olivia were surprised when all of the Subs in the room stood up together, almost as if on a silent command.

All of this was of course only for the benefit of his own two Subs given he had no other Subs to test tonight. All of the other Subs belonged to his Master friends. He finished by wishing everyone a great night and then turned himself and Olivia to face Bill on the stage.

Placing his hands around her waist he addressed Bill.

"Hi Sub, tell my friends your name."

Looking around the room at all the masked faces looking up at him, "Sir, my name is Wimp."

Olivia stared at him, immediately recognising Bill's voice. She was utterly stunned and felt Jim tighten the grip on her waist, as he felt her tense up, reminding her to be silent.

"And why are you called Wimp?"

"Because that is what I am Sir."

"How long have you been my Sub?"

"About 4 weeks Sir."

"What do you work at?"

"I am a tax consultant Sir."

"What is the name of your wife?"

Bill looked at his Master, almost pleading silently not to make him answer this question. Olivia was staring at her husband, utterly stunned and transfixed to the floor, not believing what was happening. Jim merely stared at Bill, waiting for a response.

"Olivia Sir."

"When did you last have sex with her?"

"One week ago Sir."

"Did you enjoy it Wimp?"

"No Sir."

"Why Not?"

"Because I was disobeying you as you had told me not to have sex with her."

Jim felt Olivia start to turn to look at him but he pinched her waist to force her not to move. Olivia was remembering the fact that Jim had instructed her that she had to have sex with Bill that night.

"Did you please her that night?"

"I don't think so Sir."

"Have you ever pleased her Wimp?"

"I doubt it Sir."

"Why? And look at me as you answer."

Bill was feeling more and more embarrassed with every question, looking down at the floor as he answered.

"Because Sir, I am tiny."

Much laughter was heard around the room. Olivia looked around but Jim squeezed her to remain still and silent.

"Is she getting it elsewhere?"

"I don't think so Sir."

"Why do you think that Wimp, do you not think she should know what a real man can do to her?"

"No Sir, she's not a sexual person, has never been."

"Would you like to see her pleased by a real man Wimp?"

"No Sir."

"Wimp, that is very selfish of you, just because you cannot satisfy her doesn't mean she should know the feeling of a good man, now strip."

Knowing better than to question his Master, he took off his shirt, then trousers. His wife stared at his newly hairless body, his chest and legs totally bare. She thought he looked even more wimpish than ever. When he took off his black briefs she nearly fainted when she saw his Sub name, tattooed over his tiny cock, totally limp. He looked truly pitiful standing there nude in front of this large audience.

"Take your mask off Wimp."

As he took it off Jim forced Olivia to continue staring at her husband, she could not take her eyes off his tattoo and realised that he would probably see hers before the night was out.

Leaving him standing there naked in front of everyone, his shortcomings clear to all, Jim turned and walked her to a large couch positioned directly in front of the platform. 

Just then the host, James stood up and walked to the platform.

"Ladies and Gentlemen you are all most welcome to my home. I am delighted that my good friend Master Jim chose here for this very special event. I wish you all a great evening, helping our good friend to make his future choices, which Subs are deserving of his valuable time and efforts, enjoy everyone."

As he went to resume his seat, all of the Subs in the room stood and approached the platform. In all there were eight male Subs and four females. They all climbed the steps to the platform on which Bill was stood. As soon as they were all circled around him the males started to strip, the first thing Bill noticing was that all had either red or black briefs, indications that they were all experienced Subs. The females took off their dresses to display undies of the same two colours. All remained masked.

The females stood back to allow the males encircle Bill. The next voice Bill recognised as belonging to "Bitch", a very experienced Sub of Tony's, who had already participated in his training to date.

"Wimp, on your knees."

Bill immediately dropped to his knees, not needing to be told what was expected of him. He turned first to Bitch, taking down his black briefs, revealing his large cock and taking it without hesitation into his mouth. Each of the other Subs had stepped aside so as to allow the audience to witness. In addition video screens around the room showed close ups of the action taking place.

Olivia looked on in amazement at what was happening, at her husband willingly, almost greedily, sucking on the large cock. It was obvious to her and everyone else that this was not the first cock he had sucked. She saw each of the other Subs take their coloured briefs off to show their various sized cocks, all of course larger than her husbands.

Bitch held his head as he came in his mouth, Bill lapping up the juices with obvious satisfaction. When Bitch stepped aside another Sub took his place and also came in his mouth. This was repeated for all of the Subs, Bill eagerly sucking each, tasting each, in total ignorance of the fact that his wife watched in total shock.

When the last one was finished, Bitch told Bill to lie of the platform floor. 

No sooner was he lying there when the first of the female Subs stood over him, removing her panties and squatting directly on his face, pushing her bare pussy lips into his mouth. He started licking her as she writhed over him, rubbing her pussy lips up and down on his face. Eventually she came on his face and stood up to be replaced by another. When the fourth female Sub sat on his face he found his face covered by an extremely hairy pussy. He hated the feeling of the hair as he tried to get past it to find her pussy so as to get her off quickly. She seemed to enjoy his discomfort as she pushed herself more onto him, the close ups on the video screens displaying his disgusted face to everyone, much to their amusement. He was truly relieved when she finally came on him, her wet juices drenching her hairy pussy and his face. When she was finished she leant down and kissed him fully on his mouth. 

Each of the female Subs then removed their bras, leaving all the Subs, apart from Olivia naked in the room. Their clothes were removed by a waiter and they all returned to their own Masters and Mistresses, leaving Bill lying naked on the floor.

He lay there, assuming that he would be told when to get up. He looked at the screens which were showing Jim and Olivia sitting and drinking. He watched as Jim turned towards her and taking her face in his hands he kissed her fully, she obviously returning the kiss willingly. Bill wondered if this woman was another Sub or perhaps Jim's regular partner. He watched as Jim looked over at him and smiled widely. All around the room he could hear much chat, seeing the waiters serving drink to all. All of the naked Subs in the room were seated quietly on their chairs, drinking water. All were staring at the floor.

After about 20 minutes Jim rose and walked to the platform.

"Wimp, you have shown us all what a true cocksucker you have become. Everyone will also have noticed that it had no impact at all on your tiny cock, how can we possibly believe that your wife could ever have got any satisfaction at all from you."

"Sir, I know now that she probably never did."

"Wimp, I think you should call her and ask her."

"Sir?"

Taking a phone out of his pocket and handing it to Bill, "Yes Wimp, call your wife now."

"Please Sir, please do not involve her."

"Wimp, is this where it ends?" still holding out the phone to him.

Desperately wanting to please Jim, he took the phone, looking at it as he hesitated.

"Call her NOW."

As he typed her number he wondered just what he could say to her, was this the end of his marriage? Was he putting his Master ahead of his Wife?

He pressed call, hoping that it would not ring, hopefully her phone was off or she did not hear it.

Unknown to him all of the screens behind him had switched to showing Olivia, still seated on the couch, watching with fear what Jim was doing with her husband. As she saw him press call on the phone she saw her own image appear on the screens. Just at that time she almost jumped out of her own skin when she heard her phone ring in her clutch bag. She had thought she had left it in her bedroom and that in any event it was on silent.

Bill heard a phone ring in the room and looked around totally confused. He saw that the woman in the red dress suddenly looked very scared and that she was just staring at her bag.

"Answer the phone," he heard Jim say.

He looked on in shock as the woman took a phone out of her bag and answer it, hearing his wives' voice say "Hello".

"Olivia?" staring at the woman with the phone in her hand, hearing the chat get louder around the room.

Jim looked at the woman, indicating that she should approach them. As she did so Bill stared at her, trying to make out if this black haired woman could indeed be his wife.

"Say hello to Wimp."

"Hi Wimp."

Recognising her voice clearly now, "Olivia, is that you?"

"Take your mask off for him."

Nervously she reached up and removed her mask, her face clearly displayed on all the screens.

"Olivia what are you doing here?"

She remained silent, assuming that she was still under instruction not to speak.

"Wimp, take her dress off for us."

"Sir, what's going on here please."

"Wimp, just do it NOW."

He stood and approached his wife, walking behind her to unzip her dress, seeing it fall to the ground. He stared at her undies, suspenders and stockings, thinking she looked extremely sexy and hot. The murmurs around the room indicated that all thought so. He saw that she was wearing a bracelet except that it was on her ankle, it had a large "O" on it.

As he looked at her undies the first thought that struck him was relief that her undies were white and not red or black. His mind was in total turmoil, was this the first time they had met? Was she having an affair with him? 

"Wimp, do you think your wife looks good."

"Yes Sir."

Jim looked at her, "Kiss him."

She looked at her husbands face, much cum still visible and red around his mouth from the pussies that had sat and ground themselves into him. Jim was just staring at her, waiting, so she gave him a peck on the cheek.

"I said to kiss him."

She turned towards her husband and started kissing him, tasting the cum in his mouth, tasting and smelling the scent of pussy in him. The taste and scent disgusted her but she kissed him nevertheless. 

"Suck him for us."

She looked back, a scared expression on her face. He stared at her, indicating that she had no choice. She dropped to her knees and looked at her husbands limp cock, barely more than an inch in size. She looked up at his face to see a shocked confused expression. Taking his cock between her fingers she put it in her mouth, not enjoying the limp feeling. She started sucking on it, her efforts clear on the screens around the room. Everyone could see that her efforts were having no impact at all on him. He looked down at his wife trying her best but even though he was willing himself to get hard he could not feel anything but embarrassment, humiliation, and some disgust at his wife. After over 15 minutes of her efforts she felt a hand on her shoulder, pulling her up.

"Wimp, can you not even get hard in your sexy wives mouth, you really are pitiful."

The screens were now showing a close up of his cock and everyone in the room was laughing at him. She felt sorry for everyone laughing but now also felt humiliated by the lack of her efforts on him.

"Wimp, since you obviously have no interest in your wife, what do you think we should do?"

"What do you mean Sir?"

"Wimp, are you deliberately being stupid, do you not think you should offer your wife to me and my friends."

"Offer her Sir?"

"Wimp, you are to offer her for me and my friends to use as we wish."

He looked at her, stunned at what was being said, stunned even more at her total silence. She looked back at him, totally expressionless, confusing him even more.

"Wimp, I'm waiting."

"Olivia, is this what you want?" 

She did not reply or give any indication of her thoughts.

"Wimp, what do you say?"

Looking at her and all the people around the room, all of them now in total silence, "Sir, I offer you my wife."

"For what purpose Wimp?"

"Sir, for whatever purpose you require."

"Do you wish for me to fuck your wife Wimp?"

"If that is what Sir wants."

"Wimp, is that what you want?"

"No Sir, but it's not what I want that matters."

"Take off her undies and bra, show me what you are offering me."

He unhooked her bra and knelt down and dropped her panties. As he looked back up his face was visibly stunned on seeing her Sub name, "Whore", tattooed there. Standing up uneasily he found Jim smiling widely at him and Olivia staring at the floor, not able to look into his face. The screens showed her name to all.

"Wimp meet Whore."

"Olivia, what's going on?" but again all he received back was silence.

"Wimp, take your wife by the hand and introduce her to each group."

Knowing he had no choice and now assuming that it was what she wanted he took her hand and walked to the first group. 

"This is my wife Olivia."

From behind him he heard Jim say, "That is not her name."

Looking back to the group, "This is my wife, Whore."

Each member of the group excluding their Sub, greeted both of them with their Sub names.

Moving on to the next group he recognised Tony and Betty, even with their masks. As he made the introduction he noticed the third member of the group smiling widely at him. As he watched Betty feel his wives breasts and pinch her nipples the other female, looking directly at him, lifted her mask to display her face to him. He stared back at Jenny, his wives friend.

"Hi Wimp, and to think you always thought I was the slut, you're a bigger cock sucker than I am," laughing loudly at him.

Olivia stared at her and at her Husband, now looking totally humiliated. 

Quickly they left that group and moved onto the next. At some of the tables Olivia was felt up, at others his cock was slapped, touched, his bare legs touched. Many made comments about his inadequacies, their tattoos, her breasts, her lovely bare pussy or ass. Many looked at her anklet and commented on it but no one indicated the true meaning of "O".

All in all the journey around the tables lasted over 40 minutes before they arrived back at Jim's couch. Olivia was told to be seated next to Jim while he was told to remain standing.

As she sat down Jim turned towards her and gave her a big smile.

"Now that Whore and Wimp have been properly introduced the real party can begin."

As he said that James had gone to the platform and pressing a button the curtain was removed from whatever was over the stage. A large wooden shape was revealed to all in the room which was then lowered onto the platform. All could see that it was in the shape of an "X" with straps at all ends.

"Wimp, strap your wife to it."

Olivia stood and walked over to the platform without being told to, lying down and spreading her hands and legs. Seeing her doing this Bill took the straps and tied each of her feet and hands tightly. She looked at him as he tightened them but he ignored her looks. When he was finished, James pressed another button and the X moved, putting her in a standing position on the platform. Bill was instructed to sit at her feet.

As more drinks were served around the room the chat resumed, the screens showing Olivia and Bill. For the next hour most of the audience came to the stage in ones and twos, touching Olivia all over, many of them playing with her nipples, her clit, fingering her. Some of them touched Bill with their feet, some kicking his cock lightly, one Mistress stood on his cock and pressed her heels into his balls, then had him suck on her heels.

Bill noticed that Olivia was getting more and more aroused, her moaning and panting becoming more apparent to all in the room. She had already come twice, once on a guys fingers, the other from a Mistress playing with her clit while kissing her. He had never seen his wife in such an aroused state, never heard her moan, never thought she could be such a sexual person.

They were then left alone in their positions for about 15 minutes, Bill not being able to resist looking at her wives wet gleaming pussy, just above him.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 11



"Wimp, untie her."

He stood and released her from each of the binds. As she flexed her arms and legs the wooden shape was lifted up to its original position.

"Off the platform."

When both were off it, James pressed another button and a large bed appeared out of the floor filling the platform almost completely. 

"Remove your wife's remaining clothes Wimp, leave her heels and anklet."

He knelt before her and took off her suspenders and stockings. 

"Wimp, do you like her anklet?"

"Sir, it is nice."

"Do you know what "O" stands for?"

"I assume Olivia, Sir."

Everyone in the room laughed which confused him and his wife.

"You assume wrongly, "O" means that your Whore of a wife is Owned by another."

She looked at her Master, but he didn't return her stare.

"Wimp, now pick the first guy to fuck your wife tonight."

He looked over at his Master, "Can I pick you Master?"

"No Wimp, pick someone else, ask them nicely."

He looked around, and walked over to a nearby couch where an elderly man sat. 

"Please could you fuck my wife."

The man smiled at him and stood. Both walked to the stage on which Olivia was now positioned on the bed. The man stood in front of Bill.

"Wimp, get me ready."

He dropped on his knees, lowering the mans trousers and undies. He had picked the older man as he thought that he would not be big but as he sucked on his cock it grew thicker and larger. The man then pushed him aside and got up on the bed immediately pushing his cock into her waiting wet pussy. Her husband watched for the first time as his wife took another mans cock deep into her, her body clearly responding to the man's rhythm. As he watched from his position on the floor he could clearly see the cock enter leave and then drill back in again. Her loud moaning, and facial expressions on the screens, told him and everyone else in the room how much she was enjoying it. He watched as the guy started moaning loudly, seeing the cum spurt out of his cock and dripping out of her pussy, at the same time as she let out a huge roar and came with a huge orgasm.

When the guy got up, "Wimp, clean me."

He took his cock tasting his wives pussy on the man.

"Now clean her."

He got up on the bed, and licked her soaking pussy, tasting the mans cum mixed with her juices. He then felt a hand on his shoulder turning around to be faced with a cock and seeing all the men line up behind. He started sucking the cock and watched as his wife was taken again. This was repeated for ten guys, each time he preparing them, cleaning them and cleaning his wife. Her pussy was now red from all the action and his mouth sore from his duties.

After the last guy left he assumed they were finished. Jim approached the stage.

"Okay Wimp, that was the starter, are you ready for the main course."

Both he and his wife jumped up at this statement, neither of them believing there could be much more.

Tony, Betty and Jenny came to the stage, all already undressed apart from their masks. Bill was told to lie next to his wife on the bed.

"Kiss your wife, don't stop until I tell you."

He leant over and kissed her, she tasting all of the cocks on him. 

"Ok Wimp, stop."

Jenny stood over him, "Hi Wimp, since your cock is no use to me, I guess you going to have satisfy me some other way," lowering herself down onto his face, "make it good." 

At the same time Betty lowered herself onto Olivia while Tony positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He drilled into her as she lapped up Betty's wet pussy, while she saw to her side her husband eat her friends pussy. Jenny was obviously enjoying his efforts from her moaning and panting and it wasn't long before she orgasmed right into his mouth. This was the first time he had experienced a female spurter and it came as a big surprise to him, though not unpleasant one. She remained seated on his face leaning over to kiss Betty just before she also came. Tony completed the trio, cuming in her pussy, Olivia feeling his hot spurts deep in her, triggering her own intense orgasm. After Bill had cleaned up Tony and his wife the trio left the stage.

Jim had stood there enjoying the show, so proud of his Subs, what he had created. As he watched them lying there, drenched in sweat and cum, he wondered what was going through their heads.

Bill was still in a state of total shock, still unsure how Olivia had been dragged into this, was she in it before him? Had she set it all up?

Olivia was in a similar state of shock, with similar thoughts and others such as was Bill always gay? Was he always a Wimp, how could she have ever thought of him as a man? 

Both were thinking what would happen next? How could they get over this? 

Jim instructed both of them to get on all fours, their asses facing him.

They made the position alongside each other. James approached the stage and joined Jim. Silence descended on the room with both Subs wondering what was going on behind them. Then suddenly they screamed as their asses were whipped at the same time. They both received ten lashes, each one harder than the last. 

"Part your legs wide."

The whips were then used on her pussy and his balls and cock, both of them now crying with the pain and sensation. The next thing both felt was their ass holes being fingered, the screens in front of them changed to show them what was going on behind them. They watched as James and Jim fingered their asses, they saw them stop and walk away, the screens showing a close up of their red bums. 

As the camera panned away from their asses they saw two guys approach them, two naked guys, two black guys, two guys with enormous thick cocks.

They looked at each other, a scared frightened look on their faces.

"Hold each others hand."

He reached out and held her left hand. He felt movement against his ass and saw the big black guy and the size of his cock on the screen in front of him. He saw the other guy position himself alongside. Both guys pressed their cocks against their ass holes and started pushing gently into them. She squeezed his hand as the guy pushed deeper into her, stretching her like never before. Though it was causing her severe pain she pushed back against him to encourage him to go deeper. Next to her she could see her husband do a similar action and as she looked down she could see that he had become erect, albeit still tiny. On seeing her notice this he became more embarrassed and actually blushed.

Gradually both guys built up the pace of their fucking, with the rest of the audience clapping their hands in time with the rhythm of the guys. As they clapped faster the guys fucked faster, deeper, harder into both of them. At the same time everyone watched their faces on the screens and the hands holding each other. It was obvious to all that both were enjoying the fucking they were getting and that there was much pain at the same time. The camera also zoomed in on Bill's erection which resulted in much laughter. The fucking carried on for more than 15 minutes, the pace varied, the force varied but the last few minutes was frantic hard fucking that neither of them had ever experienced before. 

Jim watched on, so happy with the performance of his new Subs, he was so certain now that he had found his Perfect Sub Couple. He looked around the room seeing everyone transfixed with the action on the stage, seeing how impressed everyone was. His good friend, James, looked over and raised a glass to him, honouring his achievement. 

He watched as the guys finished by cuming in his sub's asses and then leave the room, leaving both of them laying there, still on all fours, awaiting their next instructions, still holding each others hand. He looked at his watch, it was 2am, they had been here for almost five hours.

Shortly after his friends started to either leave or go to their rooms. As they left they thanked Jim for a great evening, congratulated him on his new Subs and how he had got them to their current status, wished him well for their future.

James re-entered the room, giving both Bill and Olivia a dressing gown, telling them to go to their rooms. As they left they looked over at Jim, both looking for an indication of his pleasure, they received none. 

As they reached the top of the stairs where they were to go separate ways, he looked at her, not knowing what to say. 

As she turned to go to her room she looked at him.

"Goodnight Wimp."

Stunned he looked at her, "Goodnight Whore."



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 12



This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how a husband and wife have become Subs to the same guy.

In this part both of them wake up to the revelations of the night before. Master outlines how the future is going to be for both of them.

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. 

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Bill found it hard to get to sleep after the evenings events, still utterly stunned at discovering that his wife Olivia had also become a Sub to his Master Jim. For the last number of weeks he had being trying hard to hide his secret life from her only to discover that she too had such secrets. As of now he still had no idea how Jim had involved her, how that had started but he assumed, rightly, that it had started with him, that it was his fault that Olivia had become included. What also stunned him was the fact that for the entire evening, until the goodnight greeting, she had not said one word to him. What was she thinking? Was their marriage over? What could he say to her? Gradually tiredness won over and he fell into a deep sleep. When he did wake for a moment he forgot where he was until he looked around his room. That brought him alert immediately, remembering what had happened, "Olivia" being his first thought, what happens now?

On the other side of the large house Olivia was already awake, having slept very well. Like her husband her mind was in overdrive remembering the evening, wondering how it had all started. It was obvious that Jim had met Bill before her and that then he had targeted her. Should she be mad at Bill? Could they survive this? The more she thought about it the more she concluded that the decision would be her husbands. She enjoyed the luxuries and comfort that living with him brought her. She did love him in her own way but the fact that they had been going through the motions in their marriage for a long time. Sex between them had ceased many years ago, other than their kids they had very little in common anymore. Now that both their secrets were out in the open perhaps they could continue to live together. When she thought about sex she wondered how she had ever thought that what she had in the past with her husband had ever satisfied her, she now knew it never had. She thought about Jim, she wanted to please him and was disappointed that he had not used her last night. Her biggest hope was that she had pleased him with her actions and that he would continue to be her Master.

A few doors down the corridor Jim was lying on his bed watching the screens in front of him showing both of his Perfect Sub Couple in their rooms. It was obvious to him that both of them were deep in thought. As he watched them he thought of the plans he now had for them, now that they were both aware of the other. He was immensely proud of himself for getting them to this point. He had some concerns as to how they would react to each other now bit was confident that he could continue to have them as Subs. 

Never before in his many years as a Master had he ever outed a husband to a wife or vice versa. Never would he wish to put a marriage in danger but his experience with both of them over the last number of weeks had convinced him that both of them were ready for this, that their marriage would survive this, that in fact it could strengthen their relationship. He looked at his watch seeing it was almost 10am, time for everyone to get up. He picked up the phone on his bedside locker, telling the person who answered to get the day started.

Bill was alerted by a phone ringing. Answering it he was told to shower and be in the dining room in 30 minutes, to wear his Sub uniform.

Olivia, receiving a call, was told to wake her friend Jenny, in the adjoining room, and to be ready in 30. She arose from her bed, naked, opened the connecting door and entered Jenny's room, to find her in bed with Tony, a master friend of Jim.

"Sorry, didn't think you would have company."

They both laughed at her. "Good Morning Whore, why would you think that Jenny here wouldn't want some cock after watching you get so much last night."

"I was asked to wake her and for us to be ready for breakfast in 30 minutes."

"Girl, are you going to get dressed or go down like that," looking at her naked friend and her Sub name tattooed above her bare pussy.

Olivia, now for the first time, remembering she was naked ran back into her own room, hearing the laughter behind her.

Jim had watched all of this with much amusement. He still loved the look of her mature but sexy body. He looked forward to the day ahead, a little concerned at what might happen when his Subs met now and later when they would be alone together.

Bill was the first of them to enter the dining room, to find only waiters setting up the room. He blushed when he recognised the black man who had fucked him last night. Thankfully he heard others enter the room, turning to see Betty and an unknown man.

"Good morning Wimp," she using his Sub name, as she took a juice drink from the side table.

Very quickly the room filled up with many of the previous evenngs guests. Of course Bill could now see what they looked like, they had all been masked for the event. He saw guests of various ages, he noted who the Subs were from their Uniforms, similar to his own, red trousers, white shirt, females in short simple dresses.

Next to arrive were Tony, Jenny and Olivia. Bill looked over at her looking for some indication of her mindset. 

Jenny approached him, "Hi Wimp, do you still think I'm the slut," smiling at him.

Tony gave him a slight slap on the face, "Good Wimp."

Olivia looked at him but said nothing as they both saw Jim and his good friend James, the owner of this enormous house, enter the room.

"Good morning all, hope you all slept well, please be seated for breakfast."

As each person took their place, nameplates were on the table, Bill noted that himself and his wife were the only Subs seated at the main table, all of the others had gone to a different table in the corner. Jim had seated each of his Sub couple on either side of him, James on the other side of Olivia, Betty alongside Bill.

"Good Morning Whore and Wimp, how are you today?"

Both went to answer at once with Bill then deferring to his wife to answer first. Jim noted this, pleased.

"Hi Sir, I am good thank you."

"Good Morning Sir, fine thanks."

James indicated to the waiters that they should start serving, which they did immediately. There was much chat around the table but no one spoke to either of the Subs. Bill was surprised to be given the same food as the other guests, from previous experience he had thought that he might get lesser quality food and drinks. Both of them enjoyed the breakfast greatly, both surprised at how hungry they felt. Both spent a lot of time looking around, wondering what would happen next, neither looked at the other at all.

When breakfast was over Jim indicated that both Subs should join him in another reception room.

"Be seated."

He stood at the large fireplace, looking down at both of them, amused at the look of concern on their faces.

"Ok now that you know about each other's role to me we need to discuss the future. I have always wanted the Perfect Sub Couple and I believe that I have found that in the two of you. I am very proud of both of you for how you performed last night, very pleased that you both carried on after finding out about the other. I believe that we can have many happy years ahead together but only if you both accept the lives that you were born to live. Wimp you are truly a born submissive, not just in your body shape but in your mind. Whore, you were born to please others sexually, it just took you a long time to find out what you were capable of. Do you wish me to continue?"

They both answered quickly, "Yes Sir."

He smiled at them, "Ok, you will need to agree to the following. First I am going to put cameras all around your house so that I can monitor your movements and activities. You will be given tasks and I wish to record and see them undertaken. Next, other than needing to work and spend time with your family you will be available whenever and wherever I require either or both of you to be. I promise that I will not put you in danger, Wimp I assure you I will never involve any of your work colleagues, ok so far?"

"Yes sir," in stereo.

"Now we come to the home arrangements. Whore will be in charge at home, Wimp, you will be her Sub when you are at home, you will do whatever she tells you to, she will be my deputy when you are alone."

Both of them looked alarmed at this development, neither looking at each other, only staring at their Master.

"This is not optional, are we clear on this?"

More meekly this time, "Yes Sir."

He gave each of them a big smile, happy with their commitment to him.

"You will not be having sex with each other except as directed by me, nor with anyone else unless they do so with my consent. You will address your wife as "Madam", you will never call her by her Sub name. You will always call him "Wimp." After all we all know that is what he truly is. Wimp will undertake all the work at home including getting your clothes ready for you each day, cleaning, cooking etc. Whore will enjoy her free time as directed by me, Wimp will only get his satisfaction and be used if he satisfies me and Madam, clear?"

"Yes Sir."

"Wimp, tell Whore you agree to be her Sub."

Bill turned to look at his wife, surprised at the smile on her face, "Whore, I agree to be your Sub."

"Punish him for his disobedience."

She slapped him hard across the face, stunning him with the speed at which she acted and the strength of the slap. He looked up at his Master, wondering what he had done wrong.

His Master looked back at him, delighted at her reaction, "What did you call her Wimp?"

Looking back at his wife, "Sorry Madam, I agree to be your Sub."

She smiled back at him, "That's Okay Wimp, but don't let it happen again."

"Sorry Madam, I will remember in future."

Jim looked down, very happy with the speed and ease at which each of them was adapting to their new roles. He was delighted that he had read both correctly. He had seen in her the compliant personality but felt that she could switch if necessary, her real desire was sexually, his was being utterly submissive.

"Ok go get your bags together, we are leaving soon and going to your home."

Olivia rose unconcerned but Bill looked at his Master.

"Wimp, it will not be my first time in your house or your wives bed, get yourself together."

Bill looked at his wife but she was already leaving the room. He followed her up the stairs, without a word being spoken between them. As they walked up Jenny and Tony were walking down towards them, giving them wide smiles as they passed, Jenny gave Bill a wink, "Hi again Wimp, see you later maybe."

When they both came down the stairs James was standing in the hallway with their Master.

"Thank my friend for his hospitality."

They both thanked him. Olivia kissed him on the cheek but he pulled her towards him kissing her fully on the lips while having a good feel of her ass through her summer dress. Bill watched on.

When they left the house they saw a very large car high roofed waiting. Jim climbed in and indicated that both of them should follow. As they entered they saw Tony, Betty and Jenny also there. Bill was instructed to sit between the two women, Olivia on the opposite seating between the two men. As the car left both men placed their hands on her legs, her reaction was to part them. Bill and the two women watched on as they stroked her thighs, getting higher each time, as Jim started kissing her.

Jenny turned towards her left, "Wimp, do you like watching your wife get some real pleasure?"

Betty joined in, "Its not surprising, after all Wimp, there's no way you could ever please a woman with that cock of yours," laughing as Jenny joined in, putting her hands between his legs, trying to find his cock, "Where is it," setting off the laughter again.

As they continued to whisper in his ear, telling him how useless he was, how insignificant, saying he should have been born a woman, he looked over as the two men had his wives dress up over her hips, their hands clearly inside her white lacy panties, clearly fingering her, as she alternatively kissed the two of them. It was clear that she was enjoying the attention and that she didn't care that she had an audience which included her husband. He continued to watch as his Master lowered the top half of her dress and put his hand inside her bra, pinching her nipples. She moaned loudly through the kiss with Tony as Jim unclipped her bra.

"Stand up Whore."

She stopped kissing his friend and stood up, her dress falling to the ground, standing there in her panties and heels.

"Wimp, take her panties off."

He knelt down on the car floor, reaching up and lowering her panties, revealing her ass to the two women and her nakedness to the two men.

"Stay on your knees Wimp, come here," indicating his head towards Tony.

Staying on his knees, he leant over and opened Tony's trousers, unzipped and lowered them and his boxer shorts, exposing his hard large cock. Without being asked he immediately took it in his mouth and started sucking deep on it. After a few minutes he felt his head being lifted off the cock and pointed towards that of his Masters. He didn't hesitate to take that one in his mouth, sucking greedily on it as his wife had been placed between the two women. The two men looked on as all the women kissed and touched each other, moving their Wimp between their two hard cocks.

"Wimp, you have us ready for our Whore, get her for us."

Reluctantly he stopping sucking, turning to see his wife kissing her friend. He reached out his hand to her which she took and he pulled her up off the chair. He turned towards the men, handing her over to them.

He watched as Jim turned her to face him and the other women, placing her on top of him and immediately plunging his cock into her soaking pussy. Looking at her audience she started riding his cock, loving the deep feeling within her. Not caring that her husband was directly looking at her, she moaned loudly as she rode him, driving down hard onto his cock, her feelings clear to all.

Both women teased him, whispering in his ear.

"See how she wants a real man Wimp."

"See what a real man can do to your wife."

"Wimp look how she loves it, loves a real cock."

"Wimp, look how much of a Whore your wife is."

He looked at her obvious satisfaction and watched as she let out a huge roar, as she orgasmed hard, followed quickly by his Master cumming with huge thrusts into her. She was then lifted off and onto his friend, her back this time to the others. They all watched as she rode him, his cock clearly visible to all as it was pushed in and out of her red wet pussy, her ass pumping up and down wildly.

"Wimp, watch her ride a big cock."

"Wimp, you could never make her feel that good, in fact any way good," both women laughing and tormenting him.

Before long the fucking concluded with both cumming loudly and the Whore being placed in her original seated position.

"Wimp, clean your Whore wife."

He knelt before her. She looked directly ay him opening her legs, "Clean me good Wimp."

The others in the car laughed with surprise, they had not been party to the conversation earlier between Jim and his married Subs. 

"Yes Madam," surprised them even more.

Everyone watched as he licked her clean, tasting the cum of the two men willingly and then as she pulled his head up and pushed him away onto the floor of the car.

He remained there as the others used him as a footstool, chatting away between themselves, his wife seated naked and silent.

She looked at her husband, lying on the floor. She thought about the earlier discussions, wondering if she could carry on with her Master's instructions to her. She was surprised at how easily she called her husband by his Sub name, how she had enjoyed slapping him, how she had automatically commanded him when he knelt in front of her. While she was being fucked she looked into his eyes, surprised at his apparent lack of surprise or anger. It was obvious to her that he was taking to his role as a true submissive wimp easily and willingly. She wondered about her feelings for him and thought that she still had feelings, maybe even more now if he was willing to let her enjoy her new found sexual feelings. They had never had what might have been called a real passionate love, probably better described as a convenient marriage which had given both a comfortable life and two great kids. The more she thought about it the more she considered that this new arrangement might actually work for both of them. She was certainly willing to give it a try.

As he lay on the floor he too was deep in thought, thinking of the earlier chat, thinking of the look of pleasure he had seen in his wifes eyes and body while she was riding both men. It was obvious to him that she was a totally willing participant, there was no hesitation, no fear, nothing but pure lust and desire to be satisfied. As the two women had whispered to him he had felt humiliated but he realised that what they were saying was totally true, how could he ever satisfy his wife like these men could, how could ever bring out these feelings in her. When he had knelt before her he had been surprised at her commands to him and her willingness to join in his humiliation. He realised that he did not like her being in charge but also that he really wanted to please Jim. If that meant fulfilling a new role at home he was willing to see if it could work. The one uncomfortable thing in his mind about all that had happened to date was being in the company of women. He so enjoyed sucking cock and even being fucked but he did not like pleasing women or being taunted by them.

Before long they reached their home and all got out of the car and went inside.

"Wimp, get us some drinks and snacks," as they all headed for the large lounge area.

When he arrived back with the drinks, his wife, still naked, was seated between the two men again, the two women walking around the room looking at the family pictures. Betty picked one up of his son and family.

"Is this your boy Wimp, I wonder if he is similarly challenged, be fun to find out," everyone in the room laughing. 

Tony reached over to the side table picking up a picture of their daughter, "and I wonder if your girl is a Whore like her mother."

Both Subs looked at each other, not liking the references to their kids, not enjoying the strangers looking at their family pictures. Jim asked Tony to show him the pictures.

"Yes this boy is the image of his Wimp Dad, I wonder if his wife has the same lack of satisfaction as his Mum, and your girl is very sexy looking, I'm sure she would be as good as you," patting her on the knee, "I wonder what they would think of their parents now."

This worried both of them even more as they watched Betty walk around their house, looking at all their personal stuff. 

Jim, seeing their discomfort, smiled to himself, "I think Wimp and Whore do not like us talking about their kids, well not kids anymore, nothing in your life is private from us now, but we promise you will not be in any danger. Your kids will not find out unless of course I come to believe it might interest them."

He felt her tense under his hand on her knee, "Don't worry Whore, trust me."

"Yes Sir, I do."

"Ok Wimp, lets watch something," handing him some CD's, as all sat down on the couches facing the large TV screen.

He took them from him, immediately worried as to what might be on them, remembering the different times he had been recorded. He went to his TV, noting that the CD's were numbered. He placed the one numbered 1 in the player and gave the control to his Master.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 12



"Lie here on the ground," indicating at his wifes feet, facing the screen.

He watched as the screen came to life showing the inside of the nearby shopping centre. He tensed up knowing what would happen next. What he did not notice was the look of fear on his wifes face, her assuming she knew what would be seen next. She was surprised when she saw her husband enter the centre. All watched as they saw him enter the toilets and leave the cubicle door open, the security man arrive and threaten to call the police. Then they watched, with amusement, as the Security men took him to their office, strip him and made him suck both their cocks.

His wife was stunned, watching her husband perform sexual acts with the same guys she later did. She looked at her Master, who merely smiled back at her, his hand still on her legs.

For the next two hours they all watched the various chapters of his Training, The session in Tony's offices where he was used and humiliated by Betty, the hotel scene in which he was fucked blindfolded and exposing himself to all of the other hotel rooms, the scene in the Club where he was initiated into Jim's world, the scene where Bitch, another Sub, brought him to another Club where he was further used in a glory hole cubicle.

Other than being told to get out to get more drinks he lay on the ground, mortified at all the scenes appearing before him, at his wife watching all the things he had done with and for Jim over the last number of weeks. He listened as all in the room, except his wife, passed comments on his performances and actions. 

In particular he hated everytime he heard Jenny pass comments. He had always thought of her as a Slut and here she was watching his humiliating and degrading actions in clear vision and sound. He could not bear to look in her direction even when she reached out and touched him with her heels. Several times he looked up at his wife but at no stage did she return it, she was transfixed watching the screen, her look of disgust obvious many times. What he didn't know is that she was scared everytime the scene changed, thinking her recorded performances would be next.

On reaching the end of the CD, the two women applauded his performances, Jenny pushed her heels into him.

"Wimp, I need another drink, and you have got me all horny and hot."

He went to the kitchen to get more drinks. Jenny followed him out.

"And to think Wimp you thought little of me."

"I'm sorry," as he watched her jump up and sit on the island unit.

Laughing, "Come here, please me now," pulling up her dress to reveal her black satin panties.

"But I have to get the drinks."

"Do it now," as she pulled her panties to one side showing him her bare pussy, already looking moist.

He went to her, bending down to kiss her pussy lips. He pushed his head tightly between her legs, closing them around his shoulders. He quickly started licking and kissing her, hoping it would be over quickly. Thankfully the earlier movies had worked her up greatly and it didn't take her long to cum over his mouth. She pushed him away, sorting her clothes and climbing down from the island.

"Wimp, you're getting better at this, glad you're useful for something," as she left the room laughing at him.

On re-entering the lounge with the drinks, his Master looked up. "What took you so long Wimp," a smile on his face.

"Oh he was otherwise engaged, being useful in the only way he can to me."

Olivia looked over at her friend. Of all that had happened so far the one thing she did not like at all was Jenny being involved. She could see the utter satisfaction and delight that her friend was getting from being there, from humiliating her husband. She regretted ever telling her that he thought of her as a slut as she was now getting her revenge in a big way. She looked over at her friend who winked at her.

Jenny rose from the couch, putting her hand out to Tony, "Wimp has got me ready for you, but I need a real man," as she led him out of the room and up the stairs. At the same time Betty said she had to go so she rose and left the house, leaving Jim and his two Subs alone in the room.

"Now we are alone, Whore tell me what did you think of the videos?"

Looking at her husband, "I thought they were terrible Sir, humiliating, disgusting."

"Why Whore?"

"Seeing my husband like that, exposing himself, sucking all those cocks, being fucked and used like that, letting it all happen willingly, looking like he was enjoying it."

"What do you think of him now?"

"He is a Wimp, nothing but a pure Wimp."

"And why do you think you are different?"

"Sir, I love the sex but what he is doing is different, it's not sex, it's just different."

"I think Whore understands you Wimp."

As he listened to their discussion he understood what they were saying, how they understood how much he loved being humiliated, being used, being a subject to be derided and laughed at. 

"What do you say to her Wimp?"

"Yes Madam, I think you understand me."

"Wimp, let's go to her bedroom," as he led her by the hand upstairs, he following behind, looking at her naked ass walk ahead of him.

As they entered the bedroom his Master instructed him to undress, then to take his Masters clothes off.

"Wimp, it never fails to amuse me how insignificant you are, I really have never seen anyone as small as you," looking at his wife, "How did that ever feel anything to you?"

"It didn't Sir, I know that now," not looking at her husband as she spoke.

"Wimp, get me ready," lying on her bed.

He rushed forward to take his Masters cock in his mouth, loving the taste and feel of it as it grew bigger and thicker.

"Whore, do you see how much he loves cock, almost as much as you, come here, lie next to me."

As he sucked, he looked at both of the others kissing each other passionately, more like lovers than like Master and Sub. He felt a hand on his head pulling him off the cock and pushing it further down onto his Masters balls. As he took the balls in his mouth he was joined by his wife who took over the sucking duties. Both of them alongside each other carried on their sucking, unable to avoid looking into each other's eyes as they did so, both enjoying pleasing their Master.

After a few minutes Jim touched both of them to indicate they should stop, telling Wimp to go seat on the chair next to the bed and Whore to lie alongside him. He then proceeded to gently touch her all over, kissing and sucking her nipples, first lightly then with a little more force, before touching her lower. Gently he fingered her clit and fingered her pussy a little, all the time kissing her.

Bill watched as his Master was making love to his wife. This was not Master/Sub sex he was watching, it was gentle passionate love making, his wife clearly loving the attention, loving the feelings it was building up in her. The gentleness of it surprised and delighted her, she had not expected the loving feeling it was generating in her. She returned his passionate kisses with real affection, moaning at the gentle touches of her clit, feeling his hard cock at her side. As he positioned himself on top of her she looked over at her husband who was watching them closely, noticing that he had become erect, though also noting it still looked tiny and pitiful.

As he looked at his wife he noted how passionate she was kissing their Master, how utterly together they looked at this moment. As she looked directly at him and saw her looking at his cock he was embarrassed that he had become erect while watching her pleased by another man. He smiled at her.

On seeing him smile she smiled back almost as if they were consenting to each other, their new lives, their new roles, as she turned back towards her Master to resume kissing him. 

Of course Jim had seen this communication between his two Subs, seen the smile between them. At that moment he knew he had them fully, had achieved their total compliance with their new arrangement. He felt himself grow even bigger and thicker with this realisation as he positioned himself at the entrance to her soaking pussy. As she parted her legs wider he entered her gently, bringing a huge moan from her.

"Please Sir, fuck me, fuck me hard," looking at her husband as she said it.

"Yes Sir, please fuck her hard, give her what she needs."

Hearing both his Subs, he began pushing into her at a faster pace, driving his cock deeper and harder into her with every thrust. She began moving to his pace, moaning louder and with real passion and feeling. 

The look of togetherness in their movements surprised Bill, it was the greatest lovemaking scene he had ever witnessed, a million times better than any porn scene he had ever watched. This was like watching two lovers deep into each other, two lovers comfortable in each other's movements, two lovers as one.

Before long he looked on as his wife screamed as she orgasmed wildly, their Master continuing his rhythm plunging in and out of her new drenched pussy, giving her more orgasms. Eventually her Master started panting more and let out a roar himself as he came deeply in her, she feeling every spurt leave his cock into her, resulting in another orgasm for her. Getting off her he lay alongside her, two lovers exhausted by their lovemaking.

They both looked over at the seated Wimp, noticing that he had cum over himself from watching them, without touching himself. 

"See Wimp enjoys watching his wife pleased by a real man, clean us up."

Embarrassed at cuming, he got on the bed first cleaning his Masters cock tasting her pussy all over it. He also tasted the cum on it and regretted that he had not been the one to get it. He then went between his wives legs and licked her clean, loving that he could have more of his Masters cum which he clearly recognised and tasted from her pussy. He had never before experienced such a drenched pussy and he lapped it up greedily, causing her to have yet another orgasm. She pushed him away and his Master kicked him off the bed onto the floor.

As he watched his Master pull the sheets over both of them, he was told to go to his own room and to clean himself up and to wait on their other guests when required. As he left he looked back to see his wife snuggling up to their Master in what had been their marital bed up to a number of weeks ago. He went to his room, showered and lay on his bed, wondering how his life had changed so much, knowing he was to blame for their predicament, but also knowing that both he and his wife had indicated through one smile that they had accepted their new roles. 

He heard movement on the landing outside, immediately dressing in his Sub clothes and going downstairs to find Tony and Jenny in the lounge, dressed in dressing gowns.

"Wimp, get us some food, Jenny and I are exhausted."

He went to the kitchen and prepared some pasta and chicken. Putting it on the table he laid out two places and told them that their meal was ready. As he watched them come into the kitchen he noted both their gowns open revealing his large cock and her large breasts and bare pussy. He looked away so as to not to seen staring at their naked bodies. 

"Wimp, we'll have some wine too."

After serving them some wine they ate and drank in silence, he standing to the side in case they required anything else.

"Wimp, this is actually good, glad we have found something else you can do for us," as she put a biteful of chicken in Tony's mouth and kissing him.

Tony turned to him, "Where are your Master and Mistress?"

"They are in bed Sir, sleeping after making love together."

"Making Love Wimp?"

"Yes Sir, that is what is looked like."

They both laughed at him, "How would you know what that looks like Wimp?"

He stuttered answering, "Well Sir, they looked passionate, together."

They laughed again, "Did you enjoy watching a real man make love to your wife?"

"Yes Sir, I did."

"You really are a Wimp, Jim sure knows how to find one, he certainly found a perfect one in you."

"Thank you Sir," thinking it was a compliment, making the two of them laugh even louder.

"What are ye laughing at," making them all turn around to see Jim and Olivia enter the room, both wearing gowns, Jim in one that belonged to Bill.

"That food looks good."

"It is Jim, Wimp can cook too."

"Go get us some and wine too," the two of them seating themselves at the table. 

He serves some food and wine, they too complimenting the quality. He stood as they ate, drank and chatted, this time his wife joining in the chat as if an equal amongst them, leaving him as the sole Sub in the room not involved. He felt like a waiter in a private dining room serving two loving couples. After they were finished they left the kitchen taking their wine glasses with them, leaving him to tidy and clean up after them. 

As he finished his wife came into the kitchen, this was the first time they were alone since the previous night.

"Are you okay Love?" he asked her.

"What did you call me?"

He looked closely at her, she was smiling kindly at him, "Are you?"

"Yes thanks I am actually, are you?"

"Yes I am, I am glad I saw how good he made you feel, I'm sorry I could never do that for you."

"I picked you remember, I have enjoyed our life but I didn't know that a woman could feel that good, I hope you can forgive me."

"I do forgive you as long as you do the same for me."

"Let's forgive each other, I can see that you enjoy what's happening, let's see how we get on, is that ok?"

"Yes Love, I wish Jenny wasn't involved though."

"I agree with that but she is so let's just deal with that too."

He leant over and kissed her on the forehead, she kissed him on the mouth back and he responded.

"Master wants more wine," as she turned and walked away.

"On the way Madam." 

She smiled back at him, as she left.

Jim had followed her out of the lounge and listened to their conversation, unknowst to them. He was back on the couch before she returned, very pleased at what he had heard. He wanted them to be okay with each other, wanted their home life to be comfortable so that they could relax fully in their new roles. It was important to him that both Subs took their new roles on willingly.

As she resumed her seat at his side he kissed her and patted her bare legs, whispering to her, "Do you think we should watch your videos now?"

She looked at him, "Please not tonight Sir," the pleading clear in her eyes.

"Ok so, not tonight, I think enough surprises this weekend, maybe I'll leave them for him to watch in his own time."

"Thank you Sir."

Speaking more clearly now, "Tomorrow my brother will be here to install cameras in every room."

"Every Sir?"

"Yes every room, I need to know that each of you is obeying my every wish at all times, there will be continuous recording."

"What about when my kids come to visit?"

"What about it Whore?" reminding her of her status.

"Sir, are you saying you will record my kids in their bedrooms?"

"Yes Whore, I am."

Both Subs looked at each other, not happy with this statement, but neither said anything in response.

Tony was amused at this conversation, "Then Jim you will see if the son is like Wimp and the girl like her Whore mother."

"Indeed I will my friend, it will be interesting to see."

Jenny had her hands between Tony's legs, feeling his cock openly in front of everyone, "I need to go home soon, Wimp, come here and get Tony ready for me," pulling open his gown to expose him to all.

As he knelt down in front of Tony with Jenny smiling at him, he reached out taking the cock in his hands, stroking it up and down, looking at it grow in his hand before putting it in his mouth and sucking it deep down his throat, loving the feel if it and hoping that he could finish him off in his mouth. Regretfully he was pulled away, with Jenny mounting him on the couch and riding him furiously. Quickly it was over and he was told to undertake his usual cleaning duties. Shortly after, both Tony and Jenny left.

That only left the three of them in the house, both Subs assuming that their Master would have left with his friends. As if reading their minds he told Bill to sit on the couch opposite where he and Olivia were seated.

"Wimp, your wife and I are going to bed soon so that she can experience a night with a real man in her own bed. In the morning you should bring us breakfast in bed before you leave for work."

"Yes Sir, I will need to leave by 8am, hope that is not too early for you."

"Wimp, I also need to be gone by 8 so that is fine, as I said earlier my brother will install the cameras tomorrow so I will be watching at all times. Neither of you is to do anything sexual, not to touch yourselves unless I instruct you to. Your wife will tell you what to do from tomorrow."

"Yes Sir, I understand."

He watched as his Master and Wife rose and left the room, "Goodnight Sir, Goodnight Madam."

They both responded with "Goodnight Wimp," as they climbed the stairs, leaving him to clean up the lounge. 

After he was finished he climbed the stairs heading to his own room. As he passed his wifes closed bedroom floor he heard laughter and chat, making him jealous of her new relationship. The main thing that made him jealous is that she had Master in her room, he was going to bed alone.

On entering his room he saw a package on his bed. Opening it he saw a CD and a note from his Master.

"Wimp, while I satisfy your wife you may look at this CD, you may not touch yourself."

After undressing he put the CD in his player and hit the play button. He watched as his wife got up onto a massage table...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 13



The usual start! This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how a husband and wife have become Subs to the same guy.

In this part both of them wake up to their new life as the Perfect Sub Couple of their Master, Jim.

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions.

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Monday Morning; Bill woke up when his alarm went off at 6.30am, less than three hours since he had fallen asleep. On going to his room the previous night he had found a disc on his bed which he watched for hours before eventually sleep won over. On the disc he had watched as his Master, Jim had taken over his wife, neither of them unaware that Jim was doing the same with the other. He watched as Jim first massaged his wife, Olivia, how he then had hot sex with her, how she ended up having sex in a local shopping centre with two security men, just as he had done a little earlier. He continued watching as she had sex with four older friends of Jim. As he watched his wife in action he continued to be stunned at how sexual she was, how into being fucked and used hard she was. 

This was not the Olivia he knew, the wife he had spent the last 25 years with had never been sexual, their sex life had been anything but exciting, in fact it had been boring and predictable and never passionate.

Of course he now knew that probably he was to blame for their lack of a good sex life. Over the last number of weeks he had come to realise and accept his shortcomings, the fact that his pitiful tiny cock could ever please any woman.

He forced himself out of the bed and into the shower. Getting dressed quickly he left his room and headed downstairs, passing on the way his wife's bedroom, previously the martial room, in which he knew she was currently in bed with their Master. He was aware that Jim had to leave early, just like himself for work, and his first duty of the day was to prepare breakfast for both of them. 

Jim looked over at his sleeping Sub Whore as he heard Bill pass by outside. He watched her sleeping body, pulling the sheet down to admire her naked mature body.

The previous night he had a long chat with her, outlining his expectations for the future, how he wished for her to treat her husband when he was not there. He instructed her that she was in charge at all times in his absence, how she was not to do any work, how she was to use and humiliate him. It pleased him how easily she had appeared to agree to all his demands, in fact the more he told her to do the more he thought she was looking forward to her new role. 

He finished the evening by making gentle long love to her, confusing her even more, all part of her training. He enjoyed the feel of her mature body, especially loving that the hot sexual encounters were all still new to here, how she made love like a lovesick horny teenager, how everytime she orgasmed was like a surprise to her. He looked down as she moved, revealing her Sub name, Whore, tattoo in all its glory above her pussy. 

As he looked down he saw her eyes open and see him there, a huge smile appearing on her face. He reached over taking her head in his large hands, moving it down his body to his hard cock. Still half asleep she took his cock into her dry mouth, and he started fucking her mouth slowly. As she tried keeping up with his pace she gagged a little and he laughed. It wasn't long before he came deep in her throat but she swallowed it all before he allowed her to release his cock from her mouth. Without a word being said he went to the bathroom to shower.

She looked over at him as he walked across the bedroom. The previous night she experienced the best sex most loving she had ever had in her martial bed. She had felt loved and treated well. Now she was confused by the cold way in which she had been used for his satisfaction before she was even fully awake. She had expected to be greeted with a loving greeting, hug and kiss but instead was brought back to reality, that she was there for his use, however he wished. She watched in silence as, after his shower, he dressed and left her room.

Bill was in the kitchen, his back to the door, as Jim entered.

"Good Morning Wimp, is my breakfast ready?"

"Yes Sir," turning around to place a cup of coffee in front of his Master, "I thought I was to bring it to the bedroom."

"I changed my mind Wimp, I was done with your Whore wife," taking his coffee into his hands and seating himself at the table, "bring me my breakfast."

"Hope this is okay Sir," placing a plate of poached eggs, bacon and bagels on the table.

"Bring some up to the Whore."

On reaching the top of the landing he knocked on the door and walked in, finding his wife looking sad on the bed. She sat up as he entered, pulling the sheet over her naked body.

"Good Morning Madam," placing the tray on the bed.

"Thank you Wimp," responding to his greeting to her, "Where is Master?"

"He is eating his breakfast in the kitchen."

"Are you ok?" she asked, almost in a whisper.

"Yes, I suppose so, this is all such a shock, how are you feeling?"

"I'm totally confused, not sure what to think."

Before he could answer they both heard their Master call him from downstairs, looking for more coffee.

"You better go, we can talk later."

"Ok Love, I have to get to work, we can talk tonight?"

"Yes, let's do that."

He hurried downstairs, getting his Master more coffee.

After he finished his breakfast Jim turned towards his Wimp, standing waiting at the sink. 

"That was good Wimp, good to find you have some talents, I'm going to go now, my brother will be here later to install my cameras, tell Whore to look after him."

With that statement he rose and left the house, walking to a cab that he had called from the house.

Bill looked at his watch, noting the time and rushing upstairs to get ready for work. Before leaving he went again to his wife and told her about the cameras. 

Still looking sad all she said was, "ok." She finished her breakfast as she heard the front door close. 

Not more than ten minutes later she heard her doorbell ring.

Thinking, "Damn, he can't be here already," she rushed out of bed, putting a gown on and going to the door to look out the peephole, seeing John, Jim's Brother and Dave, his security officer friend. She recognised them from the time she had pleased them in their security office in a nearby shopping centre. She opened the door.

"Good Morning Whore," walking right past her into the hallway, looking her up and down.

"Good morning," as she tied her gown tighter around her, watching them smile at each other.

"Maybe later Whore, for now get us some coffee and we'll get to work," laughing, "Dave, will you go get the gear from the truck?"

John followed her into the kitchen, "So Whore how is Wimp?"

She turned and looked at him, then looking away quickly, "He is fine."

Laughing loudly, "You really are a fine pair."

She handed him the coffee. As she went to walk away he caught her by the waist, loosening her gown and pulling it open.

"Even nicer than I remember," feeling her breasts and looking closely at her tattooed name.

"I thought we were here to work."

They had not heard Dave come back in. She stood silently as they both looked at her body. John pushed her away telling her to get his friend a coffee. As she went to tie her gown he told her to leave it open for the day.

Taking their coffees they headed for the hallway to start their work. She went upstairs to her bedroom, closing the door and lying on the bed. As she lay there she cried a little, wondering how she had got to her current state. Before long she fell asleep.

Bill was in his office, totally unable to concentrate on his work. He was on a conference call with colleagues from other offices, discussing new tax laws and the impact of their clients. He was alerted by a colleague from New York, "Bill. What do you think?"

"Sorry Cal, I missed your question."

"Bill, are you asleep there? heavy night with your hot missus?" 

As he heard most of the others on the call laugh he wondered why Cal had said that about Olivia. To his knowledge they had never met and he began to think Cal must have known about them.

"If only Cal," pretending to laugh along with the others.

They repeated their question to Bill and he answered. The call continued for another hour. Bill worried about Cal's earlier comment. After the call finished Bill rang him directly.

"Sorry about that earlier Cal, I wasn't concentrating."

"So was I right so?" laughing loudly.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm joking man, I've seen a picture of you and your wife in the company magazine. She looks hot, sorry if I offended you."

"Not at all," relived at hearing an explanation, "just wanted to say sorry for earlier."

"No problem, we can catch up when I'm there in a few weeks, maybe you can introduce her to me," laughing again.

When Bill didn't respond, "Bill, I'm only joking for gods sake, relax man."

"I know that Cal, I better go here, see you soon."

"See ya Bill, mind yourself and your hot wife," laughing as he hung up, worrying Bill again.

Olivia was woken up on hearing the two guys walk into her bedroom. She looked at the bedside clock to note that she had been asleep for over three hours. She looked at the guys as they stared at her body, making her realise that she was lying naked on her bed. As she reached for the sheet to cover herself the look John gave her was enough for her to realise her place. She placed her hands to her side, remaining naked before them.

She watched as they placed cameras on two corners of her room and another one directly over the bed. They continued to her bathroom putting a camera facing the shower. All the time they were in there she remained lying on the bed. Without a word they left the room going to the guest bedroom next door. She looked up to where they had working in her room and found it difficult to see any cameras; she got up from the bed and looked closely but still found it difficult to see anything. She did hear John re-enter her room and jumped as she felt a hard slap on her bare ass. 

"You won't see them Whore," laughing as he left.

He was right, she could not see anything. She put her gown back on and left her room, seeing the guys now in her husband's room. She went downstairs and got herself some coffee, reading a magazine.

After some time her friend Jenny phoned her and they had a long chat. Jenny had been involved in the weekends events, she was fully aware of her Sub status and name. She was embarrassed to be talking to her friend especially as neither of them spoke about what had happened. Jenny was calling about arranging their usual Tuesday golf game the following day. She was surprised as she had not thought that life could go on as normal given her new status. Jenny picked up on her hesitation.

"Hey Girl, life goes on as normal, we play golf on Tuesdays, no man is going to change that," laughing as she spoke.

"Okay, I guess so," though nervous as she did not know what was expected of her.

"Of course Girl, and if I beat you maybe I'll get you to please me," laughing again.

"Jenny, stop it please."

"Girl, I'm joking, when we're together alone nothing changes, ok."

"Ok, thanks."

"I'll pick you up at 10."

"Ok Jenny, I'll see you then," hanging up just as she heard the two guys come down the stairs. 

"Whore, get us some lunch, and what did I tell you about your gown."

Looking at them, she untied her gown and turned to the worktop. Dave walked to the fridge, opening it and taking out two beers. Handing one to his friend he turned back towards her, walking up behind her and placing the cold beer, from behind her, on her breast. As she jumped they both laughed as he slipped the gown off her shoulders, revealing her ass to them. He returned to his kitchen stool and they both watched her as she prepared their lunch, walking around the kitchen naked before them.

By this time Jim had returned home, happy with his weekend and his revelations to each Sub about the other. Ten minutes ago his brother had called him to tell him that all the cameras were in place and testing them as they spoke. Jim watched on the camera as his Whore walked around the kitchen in front of the guys. He admired her mature body and was amused at her obvious discomfort displaying her body to the two guys in her own kitchen. He clicked on all of the other cameras, delighted with the clear view of the entire house, of every room and every corner. Nowhere was hidden from a camera. He clicked on the audio button and could clearly hear the conversation in the kitchen.

She brought some lunch to the two guys and another beer. 

"Sit on that stool," pointing to a stool opposite the two of them.

She climbed onto the stool, facing them directly. John indicated with his hands that she should apart her legs and she did so, widely. She sat in that position as they ate and watched her, talking about last nights sports games, not including her in any of the chat. All she felt was humiliation, her bare pussy, her tattoo name, her naked body on display to the two guys. They waived an empty bottle at her and she jumped down, got more beers, handed them to the guys before resuming her place on the stool, legs wide apart. Her phone beeped.

"Go get it Whore."

She got her phone and went back to her stool, looking at the message.

"Looking good Whore," she read.

She looked around, already forgetting that cameras were installed as another message came in.

"Whore, I need to test some of the cameras, ask the guys to take you to your husbands office."

"Master would like for me to bring you to my husbands office."

"Where?"

Looking at John and seeing his reaction, "Sorry I mean the Wimp's office."

John had his hand on her ass as she led them to the office. Entering she looked around but could see no camera. Her phone beeped again.

"Get under the desk Whore."

She knelt and crawled under the desk. John sat down on the leather chair facing her. Not needing to be told what to do she reached up to unbutton his trousers and lower them and his undies to the floor, releasing a large erect cock. Taking it in her mouth she started sucking it, loving the taste and feeling of it.

John moaned as she took him entirely, "I wonder if she has ever taken the Wimp's tiny cock in her mouth here."

As she sucked greedily on it he carried on, "Did you Whore?"

"Noooooo," not stopping her actions, making the guys laugh.

The next thing she felt was his hand pulling her off his cock, disappointing her as she had not yet tasted his cum.

"Get up Whore," leaving the room indicating she should follow.

"Crawl up the stairs."

Looking at him strangely he just pointed at the stairs. She dropped to her knees, getting on all fours. 

Jim watched on the screen his Whore climb the stairs awkwardly, her ass and legs lifting up each step. The guys stayed at the bottom of the stairs watching her as well. When she reached the top she stayed on all fours, her ass pointed downwards, as she waited for more instructions. She heard them climb the stairs and looking back noticed that both were now naked, their hard cocks on display. Dave climbed on her back, whipping her ass with his hand, pretending she was his horse. John had gone ahead to her husbands doorway.

"In here Whore."

She crawled to the room entering to see both guys on the bed. They told her to get up on bed but to resume her position facing away from them. Lying on either side of her they reached under her squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. They slapped her ass and fingered her pussy roughly.

"What does Whore want?"

"Cock Sir."

They laughed, "He really got it right with your name."

"Where do you want it Whore?"

"Everywhere Sir."

"Tell us what you want Whore."

By this stage she was really horny, in need of use, "Please fuck me hard Sir, I want your cocks in me."

Jim watched and listened to his Whore on a large screen, proud of her actions, proud of what he had turned an innocent mature wife into. He watched as they worked her up with their fingers, with their hands. He knew from her reactions that she desperately needed to be taken. He continued watching as his brother and friend had her suck them deeply in her mouth, he could hear her gagging at they forced her to take every inch.

After both of them had cum in her mouth without her spilling a drop they rose from the bed leaving her looking at them, a surprised expression on her face.

"What's wrong Whore?"

"Are you not going to fuck me?"

They both laughed, "Whore doesn't decide when she gets fucked, your Master does," pointing at the ceiling, "Smile for Master."

She looked up at the ceiling, still not seeing anything, but found herself smiling anyway as the guys left the room, leaving her frustrated and horny.

Her Master looked at his smiling naked Whore. He had never intended for her to be fucked by the guys, he wanted her all worked up and needing it as he had plans for later in the week for his Perfect Married Couple. He switched off the screens as he had some work to do.

When she went downstairs 30 minutes later she discovered that the guys had left. She was still dressed in only her gown. She wandered around the house wondering if her Master was watching her.

At 6pm Bill arrived home. On entering his house he found her seated, reading in the patio area. 

"Hi Love."

She rose from the couch, walked over to him and without a word slapped him across the face. He stared back at her, stunned, as she resumed her seat and picked up her book.

"Sorry Madam, may I ask how your day was."

She looked up at him, smiling, "It was fine Wimp, the guys fitted all the cameras."

Having forgotten about the cameras he looked up and around the room, expecting them to be very visible.

"You won't see them, I was here while they were fitting them and I have no idea where they are."

He looked around again but could see nothing.

"Are they in every room Madam."

"Yes, I think so."

"Would Madam like some dinner?"

"Yes Wimp. I would and some wine."

"On the way Madam, I'll change first."

As he walked away she looked after him. She had not wanted to slap him and would like to have a good chat with him but she was afraid that Master was watching either live or later on a recording and she wanted him to know she would obey him fully. She felt guilty slapping him but in another way it felt good to her and she didn't like that one bit.

A little while later he called her, telling her that dinner was ready. He had always been a good cook and she enjoyed when he did the meals. From now on, assuming he was not away with work, he would now be doing that every day. They ate in silence.

After he cleaned up after dinner he asked if it was ok for him to go to his room. She told him he could not until she had retired for the evening and that he should wait in his office. He sat in there wondering if she had had sex with the guys earlier, he could see that she was naked under her gown. He thought about how life was now, was he only to be there to clean up after her? Would he ever be permitted to obey his Master without her being there? He certainly hoped so. He wanted to obey but he wanted to feel sexually used and humiliated as well. He would love to go to Jim's Club and be made to entertain his friends.

At about 10pm he heard her phone ring and he heard her talking to someone, though he could not make out what was being said. After the call finished she called him.

"Yes Madam?"

"Get me a coffee Wimp."

He rushed to the kitchen and made her a coffee. 

Taking it from him, "That was Master on the phone, he wishes for us to cater for a party for Tony's Son on Thursday evening at their house. He is having his 18th birthday party and he needs our help"




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"What kind of help Madam?"

"Wimp, you know better than to ask questions. Master said we are to be there so we will be."

"Yes Madam," not liking that they would be "catering" for guys so young.

"Go get my clothes ready for tomorrow. I am playing golf so I need my golf gear plus a change for afterwards, my golf shoes need to be cleaned as well."

"Yes Madam, which clothes for afterwards?"

"You decide Wimp, just make sure I look good."

"Yes Madam," as he left and went upstairs.

He went to her room, placing her red golf dress along with white panties and bra and short white socks. He cleaned her shoes. He then decided on another short red dress, heels and more underwear. He left all, folded neatly on her bed and he returned downstairs. Putting out her hand she signalled for him to take her empty coffee cup which he took and cleaned.

"Ok Wimp, I'm off to bed now. You may go up in 15 minutes. Do not wake me for breakfast tomorrow, instead have it prepared in the kitchen for me. Make sure you do not make any noise in the morning as you leave."

"Yes Madam, good night."

"Good night Wimp."

As he watched her go up the stairs he was stunned that they had exchanged any words on the events of the weekend or what was now happening. He cleaned up, turning off all the lights and setting the house alarm before going to his bedroom. He heard his phone beep. He was surprised that it was a message from his wife.

"Sorry, the cameras all have sound, I don't know if there is anywhere we can speak freely."

Looking around his room he was almost afraid to reply but he quickly typed, "Ok Love I understand, are you ok with all of this?"

"I think so, are you?"

"I think so too, let's see how it goes?"

"Yes let's do that."

"Good Night Madam."

"Good night Wimp."

And there it was, he thought, a few simple text messages and their new life was set. He hoped that his life was going to be more than mere obeying her and doing all the work around the house. He hoped that the entire activities with Jim had not been merely a pretense for him to have control over Olivia, that from now on she alone would have the fun.

He went to his TV, switching it on to watch his wife in action with the four older friends of Jim. He watched on jealously, wishing he was the one being used as she was. He fell asleep, the disc still playing, her moaning and their abuse ringing in his ears. He dreamt that it was him with the four guys.

In her room, she lay on her bed, naked, hoping that maybe Jim was watching her. She wondered if maybe he had seen her texting someone and if he would question her on it. Would she tell him the truth? Would she lie to him?

Jim was indeed watching her closely. He liked that she lay there naked, knowing that the cameras were in the room. Of course he had seen her texting and at the same time seen her husband receive messages. It was obvious that they were texting each other. Though he did wonder what they were saying he didn't at all worry. They had not spoken all night about what had happened and he guessed, rightly, that she was telling him they could be heard as well as seen. That they had both accepted this was pleasing to him. He blew a kiss at the screen as he turned them off.

He looked forward to the rest of the week, in particular the birthday party for his friends' son. They usually lay on paid whores for such parties but he thought that his Perfect Married Couple Subs would be far better hosts. 

Tony's son was the captain of his schools football team and most of them would be present, it was only fitting that the Captain would provide good entertainment for his team. 

He was sure that the team would not be disappointed...



Married Guy New Experience Ch. 14



The usual start! This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how a husband and wife have become Subs to the same guy.

In this part both of them host a party for the son of their Masters friend

Apologies for delay in this next chapter, I broke my hand which kind of makes typing hard!!!

As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. 

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Bill woke early the next morning, showered and dressed for work. Before leaving he prepared breakfast for his wife, Olivia, leaving it in the kitchen. He then left the house and headed for work. All the way there in the heavy traffic he thought about his new life, as a Submissive to his Master Jim, as well as being one to his wife at home. He had a busy day ahead, with many meetings with some large clients to be held. 

Olivia had heard him walking around the house but gave him no indication that she was awake. She checked her phone to see if there were any messages from her Master, also Jim. There were none and that disappointed her. She rose from her bed and headed for the shower. Her plans for the day included golf with her friend Jenny. Jenny was the only one of her acquaintances that was aware of her new life as a Sub to Jim but also her new role, dominating her husband while their Master was not present.

Both Bill and Olivia seemed to already forgotten that cameras had been installed in every room of their home. On these cameras Jim had been watching both of them since they had woken. He was enjoying watching his naked married Sub walking around her bedroom, choosing her clothes for the day. He was amused but pleased seeing her check her phone immediately after waking. He himself had a busy day ahead so he turned off his screen and headed out.

After finishing the breakfast that had been prepared for her she dressed in her golf gear comprising of a short red shirt and white top over white lace bra and panties. Up to not that long ago she would never have dreamed wearing such an outfit but her Master had instructed her as to what she should wear in all aspects of her life. As she dressed she remembered the first game of golf she had played with him, his friend Tony and Jenny. She had been truly shocked at Jenny's behaviour that day as she displayed herself and performed sexual acts on the golf course. Little did she realise that she also would also be undertaking sexual tasks on demand within a very short period. She felt herself getting wet thinking of all the events that had transpired since that first meeting with Jim.

Hearing the doorbell she rushed downstairs to open the door for her friend.

"Hey Girl, you're looking good, looking to get fucked are we?" laughing loudly and kissing her on the cheek as she entered.

"Shut up Jenny, not everything is about sex," but smiling at her friend.

She looked at her, seeing that she was also dressed in a short skirt, a white one with a red top. She found herself wondering what colour her panties were and felt herself blush at the thought.

"Let's go Girl, we don't want to be late for our tee time."

On reaching the golf club they got their clubs out of the car, put their golf shoes on and headed to pro shop to check in for the competition. The young assistant in the shop greeted them.

"Good morning Ladies, hope we have our A game with us today," looking them up and down, obviously liking their outfits.

"Always Johnny, who has the benefit of our company today?"

Looking at the timesheet on the computer, "You're out with two new members, a married couple, Lydia and Pat, be nice to them."

All laughed, "Aren't we always nice to everyone," taking the scorecards and heading to the putting green.

"Are you disappointed Girl, no two big men for us today?"

"Shut up Jenny, will you, let's just enjoy a game of golf without complications, can we please?"

They both saw a young couple of the green, both attractive, they looked in their mid 20's. Assuming these to be their playing partners, they walked towards them, Jenny in front.

"You must be Lydia and Pat?"

The guy put his hand out, "Yes, we are."

"I'm Jenny, this is Olivia, you have the pleasure of our company today."

"Great, always good to be in the company of pretty ladies, this is my wife Lydia."

Lydia gave him a hard look as she noticed how much he had looked their playing partners up and down. She herself was dressed in tight long golf trousers and golf tshirt and she could not help thinking that they looked hot but a bit slutty for the golf course. They seemed friendly enough though.

As they headed to the first tee on their golf buggies, Jenny driving, Olivia looked ahead at the others thinking that the guy looked very good but immediately telling herself to stop thinking such thoughts.

Jenny, noticing her looking ahead, "He looks good doesn't he, pity she's with him today, we could have had some fun."

"Will you please just shut up Jenny, let's play some golf," but she found herself smiling at her friend even as she said it.

In the buggy ahead Pat was thinking how great, how sexy and hot the two older ladies looked. He had noticed the look his wife had given him and he would need to be careful how he looked at them during the game. They had just joined the Club and he was thinking what a great decision it had been if there were lots of members like these two. He had always played golf with his wife but he might have to attempt to find time to golf without her!

Reaching the first tee, Jenny asked if they wanted a small wager on the game. After some joking about not knowing how good each was and being a set up, they agreed that the losing pair would pay for lunch.

By the third hole they were all square. On the fourth green Jenny was lining up her putt when she noticed that Pat was ahead of her with Lydia behind her at their buggy. Seeing that, she squatted down on the green placing her ball on the green. Parting her legs she looked up to see Pat staring at her, looking between her legs and seeing her red thong panties. Staying in that position for a few seconds she smiled at him, making him blush for being caught looking at her. When it was his time to attempt his shorter putt she winked at him resulting in him missing the putt, a win for the ladies.

As they drove to the next hole, Olivia smiled at her, "Jenny, you shouldn't have done that to the poor guy, you're old enough to be his Mum."

"Bet he never saw his Mum in such a sexy position!"

For the next few holes it was obvious to everyone but his wife that he was trying to place himself in positions on the green for another look. Jenny though made sure that she was not on display but was teasing a little and smiling a lot. The ladies were two holes up by the ninth with Lydia asking her husband where his game was gone, he replying that he was just off a little today. The others laughed to themselves hearing this.

As they drove to the next green only three of them were still in play for that hole with Lydia having put two balls in the water. As they walked to the green Jenny, noting that Lydia had stayed in their buggy and was a little out of sight and looking at her phone whispered to her friend, "Your turn Whore!"

Olivia stared at her but didn't respond as they watched Pat take his shot out of a bunker putting his ball about three feet from the pin.

"Good shot Pat, you're next Girl."

Jenny stood next to him as they both faced in the direction of her putt. They watched as she looked at the line of the putt from all directions and then as she squatted down to put her ball on the green. It was obvious to both ladies that he was staring in her direction hoping for a quick peek of panty. His eyes visibly moved upwards as he watched her part her legs widely displaying her white lace panties to both of them. She took her time placing her ball carefully, seemingly unsure of the line of the putt. He never looked away.

Jenny touched him on the arm, "Do you like her panties Pat?"

Panicking he looked at her, scared at having being caught, but noted that she was smiling at him. When he looked back at Olivia she was also smiling at him, her legs still apart.

"Which do you prefer Pat?"

Looking over at where his wife was, seeing her still looking at her phone, "I love them both ladies, you're very bold."

"You have no idea Bill how bold we can be!"

It was no surprise that he missed his short putt resulting in another hole lost. His wife told him to get his act together when he told her, much to the amusement of the others.

On the sixteenth hole Lydia once again was out of the hole and resumed her attention on her phone. By now it was obvious to all that she had lost interest in the game, it already over as a match. As the three others walked to the green Jenny teased him that she must be on the phone to her lover. He laughed but nevertheless looked back at his wife.

This time it was Jenny who was opposite him as he openly looked at her, almost daring her to display. Olivia stood next to him as they watched her walk and bend to repair her pitchmark. Her short skirt rose to display the lower part of her ass to them. Bill stared wondering if he was only imagining it or had he missed seeing her thong. He stared as he watched her squat and place her ball. Openly looking back at him she parted her legs wide. He visibly gulped as he looked at her bare shaven pussy, she having taken off her panties. As he watched she fingered herself before taking her putt.

Olivia looked at her friend not surprised anymore at what she was capable of. She was amused at how shocked he was. As she went to take her own putt she saw Jenny walk to him, smiling widely at his shocked face. He was even more shocked as she put her fingers to his mouth. Without thinking he opened it, sucking on her fingers tasting her pussy.

"Imagine tasting it fully, I'm very wet," as she felt his hard cock under his trousers.

"Oh God Jenny please stop, Lydia is only over there," as he imagined the very thing she had said.

The ladies walked away, leaving him staring after them. After two more holes they finished, kissed and shook hands on the final green, before agreeing to meet for lunch after showers.

After showering they both dressed in short dresses and headed to the dining room. They sat at a circular table, Pat between Olivia and Jenny. They joked about the game and how badly he had played. Lydia seemed distracted on her phone a lot, disinterested in the conversation. After a main course they looked at the dessert menu.

"Do you like sweet things Pat?"

"Of course Jenny, doesn't everyone," staring at her, feeling her hand on his legs rubbing them hard.

As he looked at his wife concentrating on her phone he put his hand under the tablecloth, on her bare legs. Talking about the menu choices she took his hand placing it between her open legs, on her still bare wet pussy as she felt his cock again. He fingered her clit and inserted three in her, trying his best not to be noticed by anyone. 

When his wife looked up and asked him what he was going to have he took his hand away and brought it back to the table. She looked at him strangely as he said he didn't want anything. When she looked away he put his fingers in his mouth tasting her again. None of them ordered dessert choosing only to get some coffee.

Jenny excused herself to go to the ladies placing her hand on his cock as she got up. Shortly after he also rose, "Lydia I thought I saw Will outside, I'm just going to have a quick word."

Not even looking up from her phone, "Fine, do whatever you want."

Leaving the dining room he saw Jenny ahead of him standing in the hallway. He walked past her into the male rest rooms. She followed him in to find him waiting inside, stepping into a wide disabled cubicle. Locking the door he pushed up against the wall, placing his hands roughly between her legs.

"You're a Slut Jenny."

"Oh I am Pat, what are you going to do about it?"

Frantically he opened his trousers and dropped them to the floor, releasing his hard throbbing cock. Sitting down on the toilet seat he pulled her on top of him. She spared no time sitting on his hard cock taking it into her soaking pussy, riding him hard and fast. It wasn't long before both of them came together, trying to stay quite but both panting hard.

Without a word she left the rest room and returned to the table.

Mainly in silence they all drank their coffee, Pat in a bit of shock, Jenny very content, Olivia amused at what she had assumed had happened and also a bit jealous and Lydia appearing bored. 

"Pat, are you ready to go?"

"Yes Dear, Ladies thank you for the game, we will have to do it again soon."

His wife stared at him as if that was the last thought in her head.

"Yes Pat, we should, it was a lot of fun."

"Come on Pat, I need to get home."

The ladies laughed as they watched them walk away. Olivia had Jenny tell her all the details which made her more jealous. She wanted so much to feel good herself but knew that she could only have any sex, including with herself, if Master permitted it. She hoped that he would not be upset with her when she told him what had happened today. She did not know if even displaying her panties to Pat was allowed or not.

The following day she woke up late, almost mid-morning, she has not realised how tired she had been. She had not heard Bill leave that morning but discovered that he had prepared a light breakfast for her which he had left in the kitchen. While eating it she looked at her phone finding five messages from Jim. She read them from the earliest first which she noted had been sent at 8 am that morning.

8.01 am "Good morning Whore." 

8.30 am "Whore, answer me."

9.00 am "Whore you better answer me."

9.30 am "Whore, now you are in trouble."

10.30 am "Whore you better not be ignoring me."

She panicked more as she read each text. She had not heard her phone, having put it on silent while playing golf and forgetting to change it afterwards. She looked at the kitchen clock seeing it show 11.36.

She immediately texted back, "Very Sorry Sir, I was asleep, please forgive me"

Jim at that time was in his living room watching her on his big screen. He was amused watching her obvious panic reading the texts. He had deliberately sent all the texts as he watched her sleep deeply. He loved watching his Sub Couple, they seem to have almost forgotten that he had put cameras all around the house. He ignored her text, turning the TV off and left his house.

Bill had gone to work, concerned that he was not hearing from his master. He wondered if Jim was content now that he had Olivia as a Sub as well and worried that he was more interested in her than him for the future. He got on with his work; he was in the office all this week, meeting clients and doing lots of paperwork and tax computations. After lunch when he was back in the office he received a text.

"Wimp, call me."

Closing his office door he immediately called Jim, "Hi Sir, how are you?"

"I'm good Wimp, this is a short call. You need to leave work early tomorrow to prepare for the party. It will be held in James' house and you need to be there by five pm. Whore will join you at 7pm and the party will start at 9pm."

"Yes Sir, what do you want me to do?"

"James will tell you tomorrow, he needs help setting up for the party and why should we pay for help when we have you."

"Yes Sir, what should we wear?"

"James will have what you need in the house."

"Ok Sir, I will be there."

"Wimp, you should tell your Whore wife to be there by 7. I'm off now, remember that you are representing me at the Party so you must do what is expected."

"What will that be Sir?"

"Wimp, you will know, I'm gone, Bye," hanging up before Bill could reply.

He picked up his phone to tell his Secretary that he needed to cancel his meetings the following afternoon. When she questioned him as to why he told her to "Just do it."

That night he told Olivia the arrangements and they both spent the evening alone in their own rooms, watching TV and wondering what would happen the next night. She worried that she had not heard back from Jim after her text that morning. She constantly checked her phone to no avail. Eventually both of them switched off everything in their bedrooms and surprisingly slept well.

The next day Bill was up early as usual, heading to the office but not before preparing her breakfast. This time she did hear him leaving the house. She checked her phone but had not yet received a message. She remained in bed for a while before rising and showering. She had a hair and nails appointment for midday before the Party that evening. Although nervous she was looking forward to it, hoping that Jim would be there.

At 4pm Bill left the office, driving to the house at which it had been revealed to both himself and Olivia that both were Subs of Jim. Before his last visit to James' house neither had known of the others association with their joint Master. Since then all had changed, his Sub role was now known to a lot more people and his home life was no longer a refuge from his secret life.

On reaching the house the door was opened by a butler who informed him that James would be home shortly, also giving him a set of instructions. Looking at them he saw that it was a list of orders such as vacuuming rooms, cleaning mirrors, glass tables and other areas. He had not expected to be asked to do such tasks but nevertheless proceeded to carry out the tasks. While cleaning a mirror he noticed James behind him in the doorway watching him.

"Hi Wimp, that's a good job you're doing but you're overdressed, undress to your undies."

Facing James, he took off his clothes down to his black briefs.

"Ok, carry on with your cleaning," as the Butler came in and took his clothes away.

As he carried on with his list of orders more people arrived in the house, including the catering staff, a team of 3 young ladies. As they walked through the large reception room they laughed at him in his briefs. James re-entered the room walking to a chair in the middle of the room and sitting down.

"Wimp, satisfy me."

Looking at the catering ladies coming and going through the room, bringing their cooking and catering equipment in, he walked over to James.

"Wimp, what are you waiting for, satisfy me," he said loudly.

Kneeling down, he reached over unbuttoning James' jeans, lowering them and his boxers, revealing his hard cock. Without waiting he took the cock in his hands stroking it before putting it into his mouth and greedily sucking on it.

As the ladies walked through the room, James called out, "Ladies come watch Wimp do the only thing he's good for." 

Laughing, they put down their equipment and surrounded him, watching him suck on the lovely looking cock.

"Wimp, look at them."

Not stopping his motion he looked at each of them in turn, seeing them smiling and sniggering at him. As he looked at them he realised that they were all much younger than his own daughter but he kept on sucking.

"Ladies where would you like me to cum? On his face? In his mouth?"

They all laughed, looking at each other, before one of them said, "On his Wimp face."

"Wimp, you heard the Ladies, when I'm ready you better know and give them what they want."

He carried on sucking, increasing his pace, before getting the unmistakable feeling that James was close. At just the correct time he pulled his head back and James unloaded his cum all over his face, covering it in hot sticky cum, which he licked up as it reached his mouth, much to the amusement of the three ladies.

"He loves cum, see how he tastes it."

"The fucking Wimp loves it."

"Ok Ladies, you can get on with your work, Wimp, get back to yours too."




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The ladies walked away, laughing loudly as he returned to his cleaning duties, the cum dripping on his face. Once he was finished with his tasks James ordered him to clean up and to get ready for the evening. He looked at his watch seeing it was almost 7pm when his wife was due to arrive. The Butler told him which room he was to go to.

On entering the room, he didn't see any clothes there and wondered what he was supposed to wear for the evening. He showered and returned to his bedroom. While he was naked, after a few minutes, a woman, that he thought to be in her 60's, entered the room without knocking. He rushed to put a towel around him but she laughed.

"Wimp, I wouldn't bother, you haven't got anything worth hiding, sit down at the make-up table."

Without questioning her he walked naked and sat down in front of the mirror. He watched as she opened a big bag she had brought into the room with her. She walked over and told him to turn the chair around and face her.

She then took some make up and used a brush to make up his face. He could not see what she was doing as she worked away on his face, including around his eyes. When she took out some lipstick he panicked and began to turn towards the mirror.

"Wimp, don't even think about looking in the mirror, stay where you are," as she slapped him on the face.

"Damn, now I have to redo your face," which she did quickly. She then put some lipstick on him, taking care to spread it evenly. Stepping back she looked at her work, "Yeah you look good now 

Wimp," laughing at him, "You can look now."

Nervously he turned around to look in the mirror, stunned at the image in front of him. He could not almost recognise himself, seeing a very attractive feminine looking face looking back at him. He watched as she took a blonde wig from her bag, placing it on his head. The image stunned him, in all honesty he would not have recognised himself if someone had showed him a picture of what he was seeing.

"Wimp, you make a better woman than a man but then again that wouldn't be hard," again laughing loudly.

He had to admit to himself that she was probably correct and while he admired the sight he did not like that he now looked so feminine.

"Ok Wimp, lets get you dressed now," walking to the wardrobe in the corner of the room and opening it. She took out a red dress and then took out some lingerie and heels.

Throwing them at him, "Get dressed Wimp"

He looked at the underwear seeing a black lacy see thru thong and bra with built in implants, and black stockings and suspender belt. He started with the suspender belt and stockings finding it difficult to attach the suspenders.

"Wimp, let me do that for you," as she clasped the stockings to the belt. She then put his bra on. As he went to get his thong she stopped him and told him to lie on the bed. As he lay on the bed she told him to spread his legs. Going to her bag he watched her take out a strip of something. He then felt her rub a cold substance between his legs. She then took his soft cock pushing it back over his balls, squeezing them down between his legs. Then she applied the strip over the area covering his balls and cock and pressed it down hard onto the wet substance before stepping back to look at the result.

"Wimp, come look at yourself."

Scared at what he would see he approached the mirror, seeing his made up face surrounded by a long blonde, tight well-padded bra which actually gave him a significant cleavage. Looking down his body he thought his legs looked very well in the stockings but then he almost fainted when he looked between his legs seeing a natural looking bare pussy with no sight of his balls or cock. He realised that the strip applied was actually an image of a fabulous looking pussy. What amazed him most of all is that he couldn't feel his cock or balls but he wondered how he could pee or what would happen if he became erect.

"Put your panties on wimp, let's see the full result."

Putting them on he turned towards him to find her taking pictures with her phone.

"Wimp, for my album" smiling at him getting him to turn around for more pictures. She then had him complete the dressing with the dress and red heels, followed by more pictures.

When he looked in the mirror at the final result he was utterly stunned to see an attractive looking woman looking back at him. He had no doubt that anyone that knew him would find It hard to recognise him without a very careful close examination.

"Does Wimp like what he sees or should I say what she sees?" 

"No, I look like a woman."

Laughing heartily, "That's the idea Wimp, we all know you are not a man, how could you be with that excuse between your legs, I never had it so easy to hide it."

"Can I ask a question?"

She went to her bag, put her hand it turned and threw some cream and fresh strips at him.

"I assume, Wimp, you're wondering how you can pee, use the cream and a new strip each time."

Then both turned as James entered the room.

"Who is this beautiful woman, great work Hilda, you've outdone yourself this time."

"Thanks James, I have to say she looks good."

"Thank the lady Wimp."

"Thank you."

"Wimp what are you thanking her for and call her Maam?"

"Thank you Maam for making me into a beautiful woman."

With that she left.

"Now Wimp, your instructions, you are not to speak tonight until I tell you it's ok to, just do as you are asked to do, you are to give no one any indication you are not a female."

"Yes Sir, I understand."

"Ok stay here until we call you," leaving as he spoke.

While Hilda had being making him up, Olivia had arrived at the house to be greeted by James and brought to her room on the other side of the house. She was instructed to shower and to make herself up. As she sat on the stool in front of the mirror Tony walked in. 

"Hi Whore, I hope you are going to make us proud tonight."

"Yes Sir, I hope I can," not bothering to cover up her naked body.

"I know you will Whore, my son is 18 today and he and his football team friends are looking forward to a great party. He has no idea what we have planned a couple of hosts to help him celebrate his birthday. You and your fellow hostesses will make sure he has the best night of his life."

"Yes Sir, of course we will, may I ask what is expected?"

"That will depend Whore on how the evening goes, just make sure that all of them enjoy their night.

"Ok, your outfit is in the wardrobe, make sure that you wear all of it. I will call in later to check on you."

After he left she finished her make up happy with the results in the mirror. She then got the outfit seeing that she was to wear a red dress, black lacy see thru thong and bra, stockings, suspender belt, red heels and a long blonde wig. When fully dressed she looked at herself in the full length mirror on the wall, pleased that she thought she looked very sexy. She was looking forward to the evening, happy that she could please her Master and his friend. She was nervous at being the centre of attention for a group of young footballers, all much younger than her own son but she was determined to make Jim proud of her. She sat back on the bed waiting to be summoned, looking at her watch to see that it was 8.30pm, not knowing that her husband was dressed exactly the same way on the other side of the house.

James greeted Tony's son, Joey and some of his friends when they arrived by limo at his house. He had known Joey all his life and knew that although he was the captain of his school football team he was still a shy boy and that he had not yet had a girlfriend. Tony had even told James that he suspected his son might still be a virgin or perhaps gay. James suspected they might know the truth by the end of this evening. 

Looking at some of his teammates he suspected that they were anything but virginal. As the remainder of the guests arrived they were all escorted into the large party room where the catering staff, dressed entirely in black, served drink and food. The boys had all been informed that the catering ladies were not to be interfered or played with, they were not there to entertain the guests, merely to cater for them.

James looked around the room seeing that there were 20 guys there, some black guys, mainly white. All looked really fit and happy. From listening to the different discussions going on he knew that they were wondering about the special surprise that they had heard Joey's dad had laid on for his son. They hoped it was some kind of female company and sexual show, maybe Joey would get laid once and for all.

At 9.30 pm Bill and Olivia were both summoned and told separately that they would be required to serve food and drink to the guests but that they should stick to their half of the room, a line on the floor would signal where their area ended. They were not to greet the hostess on the other side of the line. Olivia asked James where her husband was and she was told that their Master had other plans for him. She wondered if perhaps Bill would not be there at all. She thought that would be better especially if she and the other hostess were to please all the guys.

Both of them entered the room from different ends and saw the many guys there. Both of them were nervous, even a bit scared, seeing all the young fit guys. They each saw the red line going all the way across the room and that there was a bar in each corner. They also saw that that there were four young female caterers serving food and drink to the guests.

The guys in the room noted the entry of the two blonde long haired women, obviously older than the other caterers. They were dressed much more sexily in their red dresses and heels and black, what they all hoped, were stockings. Their cleavages were obvious under the low cut dress. 

The two new staff began to serve food and drink so the guys, although very interested in them, continued to behave, not touching or even passing comments. 

James watched in amusement at the obvious interest of the guys in the two older catering staff. He watched as the guys drank more and more, getting more horny in their comments between themselves. In particular he kept an eye on Joey, watching him getting drunk, one of the other things he knew about his friends son was that he didn't drink much.

At 11pm Bill and Olivia noticed that the other catering staff seemed to be leaving the room. They wondered if perhaps it was their break time until James went to each of them to tell them that they alone would be catering for the remainder of the evening. James also informed Joey that the original no touch rules were now no longer in place and that he should tell his friends.

Soon after, Olivia gave Joey his next drink. When she bent down to hand him his drink she felt a hand on her leg, rising up her thigh until It reached her bare leg. As she stood up and turned around, she saw one guy smiling at her.

"Sorry Miss I was just setting a bet."

"What Bet?"

"That you were wearing stockings Miss."

She smiled at him and walked away. Each of the guys in the small group laughed and high fived him.

"What's the next bet?"

"What colour are her panties?"

"Who says she's wearing any?" to which they all laughed.

Joey looked up at his friends, "Guys, leave it out, she's old enough to be your Mum."

"Relax Joey, have you never wanted to fuck the brains out of any of our Mum's." to much laughter.

"No, I haven't."

"Joey we need to get you fucked man."

"Everything's not about sex guys."

"For fucks sake Joey, you can't be a virgin all your life."

"I'm not a virgin, shut up."

"Ohhhhh prove it then, what colour do you think?"

Embarrassed at the exchange he looked at his friends, "Ok I'd say black."

They all laughed and guessed different colours, red, white, blue and none and waited for the next opportunity to check it out. One of them called out for another drink for the birthday boy. It wasn't long before she came over, bending over to hand it to him. She realised as she bent that the guys were surrounding her, hiding her from the others in the room. She felt a hand on her leg then felt her dress being raised to reveal her stockings and suspender belt to the guys. 

"Joey was right," they called out. 

Joey was staring at the sight in front of him, two beautiful stockinged legs, and lacy black panties and suspender belt. He could see thru the panties a bare pussy which looked very nice. The guys behind her had a great view of her bare ass in the thong. Not knowing what to do she remained in the position letting the guys have a good look. When she felt her dress drop down again she stood and without a word went back to the bar, listening as she walked away.

"Jaysus guys did you see that ass."

"That's one hot mama."

"Joey, did u like that?"

Joey didn't respond, merely looking after her as she walked away. She looked over at the other side of the room seeing the other hostess continue to serve drinks without incident.

On the other side of the room they had not been told about the lifting of the no touch rules. Bill watched his wife serving drinks to the birthday boy and saw her surrounded by the guys and not move for a few moments. He could not see what was happening but thought that they must be touching her or something. He wished he could see exactly what was going on. Gradually all in the room began to notice that they now had only the two red blonde hostesses left in the room with them and word went around about Joey and the black panties.

Bill was serving drinks to a group of 4 guys when he first felt a hand on his legs. He froze as the hand wandered up as far as his bare leg, pulling on the suspender belt so hard they all heard it spring back on his leg which made him jump. They all laughed as he walked away to the next group who had seen what had happened. The next group were all seated on low couches which necessitated him bending down to serve the drinks. All looked at his cleavage obviously admiring it. This surprised him as he had not thought it realistic until then. As he turned to leave one of the guys stopped him with his legs.

"Miss, can u show us your suspender belt please?"

"Sorry, what did you say?" pretending to be offended.

"You heard me, show us now," this time more loudly.

Looking around him he saw that many were watching the exchange. Facing the guys he lifted his dress slowly revealing his legs up to the bare bit and suspenders, also in the process exposing his black panties to the seated guys.

"Ohh very nice Miss, you can go now, later you can show us more."

He walked away, surprised that they still thought he was a woman and a bit scared what would happen when they discovered the truth.

Olivia had heard the exchange on the other side of the room and saw the other woman display her stockings and panties to the guys. As she delivered more drinks to the birthday boy she was 

again surrounded by his group of close friends. 

As she handed him the drink she was pushed down on him from behind landing across his lap on the couch. Stranded there she couldn't move and felt her dress being lifted up and pulled up her back. She knew that all the guys were looking at her legs and ass. She then felt hands stroking her bare legs at the top of her stockings and felt a guy stand between her feet and pushed against them to spread her legs wider. The hand felt the inside of her legs getting closer with each slow stroke to her pussy. She jumped a little when he pulled the thong aside, inserting a finger into her pussy. 

She listened to the comments being passed and it was obvious to her that she now had a bigger audience. Hands touched her legs and ass as the birthday boy continued to finger fuck her. As she started to moan another guy sat on the couch next to where her head was. She watched as he unbuttoned his jeans releasing his cock, thick and uncut. He moved her head upwards until it was over the tip of his cock which she immediately took into her mouth. Cheers erupted from the guys as she commenced sucking it slowly, looking up at him as she did it. 

The birthday boy seeing her suck his friend asked another to give him a knife from the table and using it he ripped her panties off her roughly to the loud cheers of all around them. All the guys were looking at the woman sucking greedily on a cock while exposing her bare pussy and ass to all around her. As the cheers went up more and more guys came over to watch.

It wasn't long before the guy came into her mouth and all noticed that she swallowed every drop. She was then lifted up and her dress taken off, followed by her bra, She looked around to see that she was surrounded by at least 10 horny looking young guys, standing there in just her suspenders, stockings and heels. The birthday boy was staring at her tattoo just above her pussy.

"Oh is that your name, "Whore", go get us some drinks."

She got a full tray of drinks before returning to the guys and handing each one a drink. The first guy kissed her on the mouth which was repeated by each guy, some touching her as they kissed her. The birthday boy was the last to receive a drink and she saw that while she had been getting the drinks he had taken off his clothes and was sitting there with a large erection and a big smile on his face.

Without hesitation she sat on his legs and started to kiss him fully, feeling him respond hungrily. As she kissed him she listened to the chat among his young friends standing around them.

"She's going to fuck him."

"Look at that Hot Whore, Joey's going to get laid for the first time."

"Joey, what are you waiting for, fuck her."

She continued kissing him as she moved herself higher up his legs. As he reached out and started squeezing her tits and nipples she moved herself directly over his cock, spreading her legs and taking it into her soaking pussy. As she started to ride his cock she loved the feeling of his young hard cock in her, feeling his horniness and eagerness, his inexperience but also his hurry to fuck her. As she tried to slow him down she felt his cum explode into her as he moaned loudly, to the cheers and applauding of all his friends. She kissed him and climbed off him frustrated at his speed and inexperience.

Tony and James watched on as she gave Joey the first fuck of his life. They also watched as Bill walked around still serving drinks, being touched more and more. Most of the guys had left his side of the room to watch the Whore please the birthday boy. As they wandered back across the room they talked and wondered whether the other woman was also going to please them. As he served them drinks one of them kissed him on the mouth and he jumped back. 

"Kiss me you bitch."

He looked at the big burly guy, worried what he would do if he knew he wanted to kiss a guy. Seeing he had no choice he turned towards him and kissed him, the guy eagerly kissing him back. He wondered if it was not obvious to the guy that he was not a woman but the guy carried on kissing him. When he was finished the next guy pulled him over and kissed him followed by four others. 

As he kissed the last guy he felt his dress lifted off him and when he felt his bra unclasped he pushed himself against the guy so that they could not get the bra off him. He felt hands on his ass, but he kept his legs together scared the guys would feel his cock and balls.

He felt a hand pull his legs apart and wander down his ass crease towards what they thought was his pussy. He froze as the hand wandered more until he heard a shout.

"Fuck she's not a woman, it's a fucking man."

The guys kissing her stopped and pushed him away, the bra falling to the ground exposing his bare chest to all. He was standing there in his panties, stockings and heels, still in his wig as all the guys in the room, having heard the commotion, stared at him.




Married Guy New Experience Ch. 14



"What the fuck are you doing, why did you let me kiss you, you fucking moron," one of the guys shouted at him. 

He was scared at the reaction of all these young fit guys. He then heard his wife call out, "Bill, is that you?"

"Do you know him?" Joey asked her.

She started at him, stunned at what she was seeing, looking down at his panties, his wig, his legs looking so good in the stockings and heels.

"Yes, I do."

"Is this your idea of a fucking joke?"

"No, I didn't know he was here, I thought it was another woman."

"So who is he?"

Tony called over, "Tell them Whore."

Looking at the ground, "He's my Husband, Wimp."

She heard lots of laughter as well as various comments such as "fuck", "That's weird" and "Wimp and Whore"

"Take off his panties Whore."

She went to him, kneeling down and removing his panties, stunned to see the image of a pussy on the covering over his cock area. As she fell back and the guys saw the covering they all started pointing and laughing.

"The fucker wants a pussy."

"Look at his name, Wimp," seeing his tattoo above the pussy image.

"This guy is your Husband? Are you his Whore?"

"No, I'm not."

She felt hands pulling her up off the floor, and bending her over the couch. Immediately she felt a cock rammed hard into her pussy. Another guy lifted her head pushing his cock into her mouth.

"You want all us young guys to fuck you, don't you Whore?"

With her mouth full she found it hard to respond but she moved her head up and down to indicate that it was exactly what she wanted.

"Get naked guys, she's going to take us all on," the guy fucking her shouted as he continued to ram her hard, she moaning loudly in response, even with her mouth occupied.

While all this was going on Bill was still standing there, the guys staring at him. He saw in their eyes lust and horniness, in particular he saw one big black guy staring at him with obvious desire in his eyes. As they made direct eye contact, he saw the guy indicate that he should move towards him.

He walked towards him, standing in front of him. The guy reached down where his cock should be rubbing the image of the pussy. He reached further down touching his cock and balls, laughing loudly.

"Guys, I'm not sure he even has a cock."

With that he quickly turned him around, bending him over the couch alongside his wife being fucked continuously and moaning loudly. He felt his ass being fingered, first one thick finger, then another. He looked over at his wife right next to him to see her sucking furiously on a big cock, the guy on the other end of it looking down at him.

"Wimp, do you like seeing your Whore Wife being satisfied by young boys?"

Looking up at him he just nodded. 

"Tell us what you want Wimp."

"Please satisfy my Wife."

"How Wimp?"

"However you want."

"All of us?"

"Yes all of you."

"Hey Guys, this Wimp tells us we can do whatever we want to his Whore Wife."

He saw his wife look over at him as the guys laughed and as they both saw every guy in the room get undressed. 

"Kiss your Whore wife."

He leant over kissing her on the mouth, tasting cum, as he felt the fingers leave his ass and be replaced by the pushing of a hard cock against the entry to his asshole. 

"Don't stop kissing her Wimp."

He felt the cock enter as he kept on kissing her and taking more of the cum from her mouth. Slowly the guy started fucking him gently at first, entering more deeply each time, each time he thinking the guy must be fully in. At the same time another guy started fucking his wife and he felt her pushing back towards the cock in her pussy.

All the guys in the room watched the Husband and Wife kissing each other as they were both being fucked by two black guys, both all knew were very well and thickly endowed. They watched as the guys built up steady pace alongside each other, slowly fucking their prey. It was obvious to all watching that the Wife was enjoying the fucking, was eagerly looking for the pace to be picked up while the Husband was suffering from the cock in his ass. 

At exactly the same time both guys stopped and remained stationary for a while before giving each other a high five, taking the cock out to the entry point and ramming hard their full length in. She moaned loudly while he screamed with the pain. Everyone laughed, listening to both, especially when they heard both voices shouting.

She shouted, "Oh Yes fuck me hard, oh God that's so good, fuck me."

He screamed, "Please No, I can't take it, please stop," though his actions denied his own words, as he pushed back against the cock in his ass.

Both guys had great stamina continuing for a few minutes, drilling their cocks with great force, to the cheers of all in the room. Everyone knew that she was having huge orgasms and that, though in pain he too was enjoying being fucked. Before long both guys came hard, spurting huge loads and letting out two loud roars.

After a lot of applause they withdrew, their cum spilling out.

"Ok guys, who's next."

Without a moment's rest two cocks entered both of them at each end, as they watched the guys line up in front and behind them. 

For the next hour they were both fucked without rest, many guys fucked both of them. Eventually when they had stopped, they were both told to stand although both found it hard to do so. 

Everyone saw that his dressing was loose and she 

was told to whip it off which she did with much force, to the amusement of all.

His tiny cock and balls dropped and everyone saw that he still was not erect.

"Whore, suck your Wimp Husbands tiny cock."

She looked down at it, pleading with her eyes not to have to do it.

"Do it Whore."

She knelt down taking his cock in her hands, feeling the complete softness of her Husband's pitiful cock. She bent over and took it in her mouth, disgusted at the soft feeling of it, wondering how she had ever thought that could satisfy her.

"Suck it Whore," was being shouted by many voices, building into a chant around the room, accompanied by loud laughter and cheering.

After five minutes of sucking he still was not erect and she was told to stop.

"How could that cock ever have satisfied a Whore like you, in fact how could it satisfy anyone?"

When she didn't respond, "I asked you a question Whore."

"No, he never did. He never could."

He looked over at her as the entire room cheered and laughed more.

"Both of you go get us all some drinks."

They both went to the bar, two blondes dressed only in stockings and heels. As they served drinks they were touched and pinched. Some of the guys pulled at his cock, laughing at him and telling him how appropriate his name was. All the guys had remained naked and in between serving the drinks they were both required to kneel and suck some of the guys while they drank.

When she went to serve the birthday boy next she was pulled onto the guy sitting next to him and willingly sat on his hard cock. Another guy stood in front of her and she took him in her mouth. 

As both started fucking her slowly the birthday boy arose from the couch and positioned himself behind her. She felt the two guys stop, their cocks in her and then felt her ass being lifted a little. Joey then pushed his cock into her ass until he was fully buried in her. The three guys then, in tandem, starting fucking her three entry points, all the others, including her Husband, surrounding them to watch.

The three of them built up the pace, faster and faster, as she screamed in absolute pleasure at the fucking she was receiving; it was obvious to everyone that she was enjoying it, moaning and pushing back against the cocks in her. The guy in her mouth came first and as he withdrew, she screamed at the others to fuck her harder and harder.

Bill watched his Wife getting a workout better than he had ever seen, even in all the hard porn movies he had watched. He could not believe how she could take both together but was jealous he could not experience it. In a strange way he was proud of her though humiliated by the comments being passed to him and the names they were both being called.

A short while later she orgasmed loudly as she felt both guys spurt huge loads into her. As they withdrew she remained lying on top of the guy.

"Get off me Whore," pushing her to the ground. Bill immediately rushed over and picked her up but she pushed him away.

"More drink," came the shout from around the room.

Tony approached both of them at the bar, "This is the last drink for them, you have both done well, Jim will be very happy when he watches it."

They both looked at him, once again forgetting that Jim always recorded their sessions. Nevertheless both were happy that their Master would be satisfied with them. They heard Tony announce, "Last drinks guys" to the party. Bill looked up at the clock on the wall seeing it was 2.30am, he could not believe they had been here over 5 hours.

By 3am the guys started leaving the party, the married couple seeing everyone out, most of the guys kissing and feeling her, many squeezing and laughing at his cock and balls. Eventually all that was left was Tony, Joey and the two of them.

"Joey, who would you like to sleep with?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to spend the night with the Whore, Wimp, both of them or maybe on your own?"

"Both of them maybe."

"You heard the Boy, take him to bed with you, use the Whore's room."

The three of them walked upstairs, she leading Joey by the hand, he walking behind, still wearing his heels and stockings. As they reached the bedroom Joey went to shower and she followed him in. Taking off her stockings she joined him in the shower, washing him gently all over, happy that he was getting hard again with her touch. As she dried him she took a long look at him and she realised how young he was at 18, reminding her of bathing her own children many years ago. She called out, "Wimp, get showered," amusing Joey that even she called him that.

When he came back into the bedroom after his shower he noted that the other two were already in bed, she in the middle indicating that he should get in next to her. The bed clothes were all pulled down with just the three naked bodies on show. She turned towards Joey, taking his head in her hands and kissing him gently, loving his response as he held her tight against his body. When they stopped kissing he pushed her onto her back touching her tits, playing with her nipples, pinching them a little before moving his hands further down her body, touching each letter of her tattooed name.

He then moved further down between her legs which she had spread wide for him. 

"Can I taste you there?"

"Joey you can do whatever you want."

"It's not what I want that matters, I want to taste you but only if you want it."

She looked at him, smiling widely, "please Joey, I would love that."

Continuing to stroke her he moved down positioning himself between her legs, kissing her name before moving his tongue over her clit and pussy lips. As he lapped at her moistness she began to moan with the pleasure he was giving her. 

She was surprised when her husband leant over and began to kiss her but she responded, thinking it was their first real kiss in many years. He was surprised when he felt a hand between his legs fondling his cock and balls gently and was even more surprised when he felt himself hardening under the boys touch. This carried on for more than 15 minutes, the boy lapping at her pussy while at the same time playing with her husband while they kissed. The gentleness of his oral technique and her husbands kissing gave her more than one wonderful orgasm. 

She had not noticed what was going on between the two guys and when she did she was surprised at his hard cock. When the boy took the cock in his mouth the other two were stunned but did nothing. It wasn't long before he came in the boys mouth and it was a glorious feeling for him.

The boy was all shy when he looked up at the married couple. He was himself stunned at what he had done, he had not known he had any such tendencies.

"Please don't tell my father what happened."

"Joey, we will not tell anyone anything," though she knew that the entire scene was no doubt being recorded or maybe even being watched live, "Do you want to make love to me"

"Only if it is what you want too."

Looking down at his huge young hard cock, "Oh Joey, I want that so much."

Joey looked over at Bill, "Is that ok with you?"

"Yes Joey, I would love to see you make wonderful love to my wife."

"Lie down Joey."

After he was lying down she lay on top of him, kissing him passionately, feeling his cock between her legs, loving the feel of it. Then she positioned herself over him, easing his cock into her now soaking pussy, taking it in fully, before leaning down and kissing him again.

"Make love to me Joey," she moaned quietly.

He began to fuck her gently, at the same time fondling her tits. Gradually, working together, they built up the pace, both of them so caught up in their lovemaking that they forgot her husband was even there.

Bill watched on, loving the sight of the young boy pleasing himself and her completely. He could see in the boys eyes the absolute bliss of young love making, the joy of first time sex. He saw in her eyes what he had not seen for a long time, the joy of being made love to. This was different to the sex scenes he had seen her in over the last number of weeks; that had been lust and pure adult sex, porn, what he was now witnessing was gentle lovemaking and his wife showing the young boy how good it could be. He watched as they both climaxed together, she collapsing onto him, he holding and hugging her tightly.

"Happy 18th Birthday Joey."

"Thank you, that was so good."

"It was very good for me too Joey, thank you young man."

Before long the three of them were asleep in the big bed. In the morning when Joey was first to wake he left the room, embarrassed at what had happened the night before and not wanting to be there when they woke. He looked at both of them asleep, wondering how a married couple could have come to where they now were. He wondered if perhaps they were not really married at all, whether it was just a role they played. 

By the time the other two were awake he and Tony had left the house. James greeted them both, telling them that they had performed very well, that their Master would be very pleased. He also told them that Tony was delighted with their care of his son. 

Bill drove both of them home, in total silence all the way. They both remembered the gentleness of the time in bed but also the raw sexual scenes earlier in the evening. On entering their home they noted that their phone message light was blinking, indicating two messages. She hit the play button, hearing the voice of their Master.

"Hi Whore, Hi Wimp, I am very proud of your performance last night. Wimp, you looked like a real Whore yourself, maybe we have found your best role. Whore, I loved the way you made Joey feel like a real man. I will be in touch soon."

They looked at each other, both extremely pleased at his words, both delighted that they would hear from him soon.

"Who's the other message from?"

She pressed play again and they heard their daughters voice.

"Hi Mum, hope you out having fun," laughing as she said it," If it's okay I'll be home for a week next week, Dave has a job to do nearby and I can take the week off so we thought it would be good to see you. Call me back later, Love you both."

"Oh God Laura can't stay here."

"We can hardly tell we don't have the room, can we?"

"Talk to her later, see of you can put her off. 

"Damn, I'll try."

She went upstairs as he went to his study, both conscious of the cameras for the first time. Neither wanted their Master looking at their daughter but neither also wanted to upset him in any way. 

Jim watched all of this happening, listening at the same time. He had watched most of the previous nights events live, the rest of it that morning. It had turned out much better than he had planned. 

On hearing their daughters message he thought of the pictures he had seen of her and now she was going to visit with her boyfriend. He did not yet know if he would do anything but watch her. That alone he was looking forward to...