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Weekend Surprise

By: TwistedPlayr



The week had been pure hell. Work was driving me up a wall, and I was beginning to fear that I would soon lose it. I had enough stress to supply the eastern seaboard for life. Anyway, it was Friday night, and I wanted to put the week behind me. I picked up dinner on the way home, and fought my way through the evening traffic. 

My wife Anna opened the door as I tried to fish my keys out. "You're late." She said simply.

Jesus, I didn't need this shit. I drug myself through the door, an obvious look of displeasure on my face. "Traffic was fucked. I brought dinner with me." I said sourly. Boy, the weekend looked just like my week.

Anna stopped me and gave me a hug from behind. She knew how bad the week had been, and had only been teasing. "Hey, don't be so grumpy. I have a great evening planned out. One that I know you will like." 

Anna took the bag of food and went to the kitchen while I shucked off my coat and bags. I glanced at her as she left. She was dressed in a short black slip, apparently ready to relax for the evening. "Go ahead into the living room. I'll bring dinner in there." Anna called from the kitchen.

I was pleasantly surprised as I walked into the living room. A warm fire was churning in the fireplace, and the sweet smell of incense filled the room. The fireplace provided the only light, leaving the room bathed in a soft glow. The floor in front of the fireplace was littered with our collection of soft satin pillows. I sat down and relaxed amongst the pillows, and bathed in the warm heat of the fire.

"I was hoping that you would take the hint and use the pillows." Anna said as she came into the room. She was carrying the food on a platter, with a warm smile on her face. I looked over the platter as she sat it down on the pillows. The bag had been sealed when I picked it up, and I didn't know what she had ordered. The platter was full of strips of chicken, chunks of an assortment of vegetables and small bowls filled with sauces. I was looking at the platter when I heard a noise coming from the kitchen.

"What's in the kitchen?" I asked Anna. She smiled at me as she settled down into the cushions. "That's the wine being poured." She said with a wicked grin.

I was about to question her further when a throat cleared. I looked up to the doorway, and there stood Anna's friend Claire. She stood for a second, holding a large glass of wine. The glass was more like a goblet, and easily held an entire bottle of wine. I quickly noticed that she was also dressed in a slip like Anna, but the color was red. Claire is nice, but it now seemed like what could have been a romantic evening was shot.

"Hi Mike. Anna told me you had a bad week, I hope your weekend gets better." She said as she came over to the cushions. Claire made herself comfortable on the cushions, still holding the glass of wine.

"Yeah, it's been pretty rough with all the downsizing and all." I replied

Claire nodded her head and smiled, Anna smiling as well. I was beginning to suspect that something was up, but I couldn't be sure. I reached out my hand to take a piece of the chicken from the platter, but Anna slapped my hand away. "That's not what I have in mind." Anna said. "Claire helped me with some housework this afternoon, and we got to talking. I thought a nice relaxing evening would be good for you, and she had a few good suggestions as well."

Anna scooted off the pillows and retrieved a box that had been conveniently hidden alongside the sofa. She tossed the box in my lap. "We're already nice and comfortable for the evening. Now you need to go and change into what's in the box." She told me, still grinning like a Cheshire cat. I glanced at Claire who was also grinning. It was just like the two of them to come up with something like this. I decided to play along. There was no reason not to.

I stopped in the bathroom to freshen up, and then went to the bedroom to change. I thought about everything as I stripped my clothes off. I would have thought this the beginning to a wild night, but I knew both Anna and Claire. Anna wasn't into the girl thing, and for all of Claire's flirting, she was harmless. It was a shame, because Claire was very interesting. She was petite like Anna with an innocent look that belied her risqué nature. The girls were close friends, and had been so since high school. Even if I were the kind of guy to sleep around on my wife, who I wasn't, it wouldn't be with Claire. They were the best of friends.

The box ended up containing a pair of satin boxers ad a matching robe. The outfit was comfortable. It was loose and flowing, with plenty of room to move around. I came back into the room to find Anna and Claire talking. "Wow, that fits pretty good." Anna exclaimed as I settled back down amidst the pillows. I reached for a piece of chicken, and Anna knocked my hand away again. I was about to protest, but she scooted around behind me. She pulled me back until my head was leaning against her breasts. They were soft and firm, so I had no problem.

"Now, lets try and eat." Anna said, reaching around me to the platter. I watched as she took a piece of chicken and dipped it into one of bowls of sauce. She then brought it to my mouth, which I opened gratefully. The chicken tasted great, and I chewed contentedly as Anna retrieved another piece. She took the next piece and offered it o Claire, who opened her mouth. I hate to say it, but it was pretty interesting to watch Claire open her mouth, her tongue swaying as she accepted the warm meat. I tried to clear my head. My cock had found it a pretty interesting sight as well. It stirred, and I didn't want things to go any further. In erection in satin boxers is way to noticeable. 

I tried to just relax and enjoy dinner as the two women fed each other and me. Claire offered me a sip of wine. She held the glass to my mouth and tilted it. It's not that easy to drink when someone else is holding the glass, it's especially difficult when looking into the eyes of an attractive woman. A few drops of wine dribbled down my lower lip when she pulled the glass away. Before I could react, she pressed a finger to my lips, dabbing away the excess. I watched as Claire sucked her finger and smiled.

Dinner continued, and I found myself even more distracted than before. I was well fed, but I was concentrating on watching the two women more than eating the food that was being given me. Both Anna and Claire giggled and made little sounds while feeding each other that made keeping my cock down very hard. I was both relieved and disappointed when all of the food was gone.

"That was pretty good. Are you enjoying yourself?" Anna asked me.

I let out a long sigh and stretched. "This has been pretty damn good." I exclaimed.

Claire grinned. "We thought this would be fun." She said as she leaned back on her elbows. "I'm kind of curious. What else do you want to do?" She said, her hand toying with the hem of her slip.

"Yeah, what else honey?" Anna added.

"I'm not sure. I'm enjoying just relaxing like this." I said, playing it safe.

Claire looked at Anna. "I think he's not being very honest. I think his mind is on other things." She said, and Anna agreed.

"Maybe you didn't get enough to eat." Claire said. "Or maybe you just want dessert." She added as she slid her hand down her leg. She slid her hand back up, and let her chemise rise, giving me a healthy view of her bare pussy.

"Well, it seems like you two have more than just dinner on your minds." I said, not being able to take my eyes off of Claire's apparently bald beaver. 

Anna ran her hands over my chest. "Claire and I were discussing a book about woman's fantasies that we both read. It was about realizing and expressing your fantasies. Seeing how we both have thought about women before, we thought it could be fun to try things out. That's if you agree." She explained.

"I'm game for anything you want dear." I replied, feeling almost at a loss for words.

Claire must have been waiting for my approval, because she quickly sat up and crawled forward. She straddled my hips with hers and ran her hands over my chest and Anna's hands. "Still think you can share? I'll understand if you can't" she asked my wife. Anna gripped Claire's hands in response and pressed them into my skin. "We've always shared our clothes, and you've never ruined anything, so I trust you." Anna said, a giggle in her voice.

"I think I feel Mike agreeing with us." Claire said while wiggling her hips. 

I had to agree. My cock had given up all pretenses and was flaring to full life. Claire was warm and soft above me, and the scent of her perfume was making me wild. I'm pretty sure that me attraction to her and long suppressed desire to have her added something to it.

I took the initiative and reached up to touch Claire. I ran my hands over her breasts. I gave each a squeeze, excited by their soft firmness and the newness of it all. I felt her nipples become instantly hard against my palms, and she let out a small sigh. One of Anna's hands left my chest and joined my hands on Claire's breasts. I let one of my hands lower as Anna's took its place. She had a priceless look on her face as I glanced up and back at her. It was that look that every guy gets the first time he touches a breast. I could tell that the soft feel was exciting her. I looked back to watch as she stroked Claire's breast, then gently pinch the stiff nipple.

"Oh god that feels good." Claire moaned.

I pushed my hips upward and found the head of my cock lodged in the fly of my boxers. Claire felt the brief touch of skin on skin and slid her hips back and forth with approval. She reached down between us and wiggled her hand between us. Her hand wrapped around my cock and I wanted to explode.

"He's ready. Can I?" Claire asked Anna.

"Yes, but I want to see." Anna replied.

Anna slipped from behind me, leaving me to prop myself up on my elbows. She knelt next to my head and watched as Claire rocked back on her heels. I could almost taste the anticipation as Claire held my cock. She brushed the head against her lips, and it came away slick with her cream. A thick rope of juice connected us. She rubbed again, and then pressed down, forcing the head inside. I was going out of my mind. The sensations were familiar, but so different at the same time. After a few slow thrusts of her hips, she settled down on to my lap, and my cock slipped deep into her wet slit.

"Oh shit." I moaned. Not being able to stifle my feelings.

Anna smiled down at me. "I take it that you approve?"

"Oh yeah?" I replied. 

A squeeze from Claire made me lose concentration as she began to work the muscles in her pussy. She sure knew what she was doing. I was almost beside myself as she began to move with more force. She began rising higher, lengthening the strokes to the point that she was almost free of my cock before slamming back down. I wanted to hold out, but knew that the end was coming quick. Claire must have known it too, and stopped her thrusting, letting herself be content with my cock wedged full inside of her.

I moaned in half frustration, half ecstasy. I wanted to climax but didn't want the fun to end too soon. Claire sighed and pulled Anna forward, locking them in a deep kiss that threatened to leave even me breathless. Anna was visibly shaking with need as they broke the kiss. I rubbed my hand against her ass and back, and felt her shiver.

"Mike can help honey. Let him have some." Claire whispered huskily. I understood, and encouraged Anna by tugging on her leg.

Anna shakily climbed above me and settled her pussy above my mouth. I could smell the excited scent of her, and see the heavy trail of cream that leaked from her lips. I drove my tongue into her as she sat down, and held her hips like a lifeline. Her pussy was more than wet, and literally flooded my mouth as she wiggled her hips. I lost myself inside of her, sucking her juices and nibbling like an animal on her clit. I could barely make out her words.

"Fuck, eat my pussy damn it, eat it." She growled as I did my best to comply. 

My body reacted like it had been jolted by electricity when Claire started to move again. Her pussy was even wetter than before, and it set my mind on overload. Everything was beginning to move in one great blur. My whole body was rigid, and I gripped Anna's hips so hard that she yelped from the pain. I buried my face in her cunt, slurping down her wetness like a dog. I felt her shake and moan, then felt her hips began to churn. She screamed when she came, and her cunt convulsed around my tongue, spraying my mouth with cream.

I kept licking as she came, causing her to shake uncontrollably. I knew she was going out of her mind. She tried to pull away, but I held her hips tightly, continuing to devour her creamy cunt. It must have made for quite a sight because I could feel Claire's thrust becoming brutal and ragged. She was slamming down so hard that my pelvis was aching, but the pain only heightened the experience. She began to slam down with a force that took my breath away. I found myself gasping into Anna's still twitching cunt. After three especially brutal thrusts, I felt Claire stiffen and yell. My cock felt like it was trapped in the crushing grip of a python. I wanted scream. I wanted to cum so badly that it hurt.

My legs thrashed as Claire slowly slid off, my cock achingly coming free of her cunt. I moaned as I felt a thick glob of her juices ooze out over me. I moaned again as she scooted down and I felt her cool mouth and tongue working against my cock. I thought that I was in heaven, at least until heaven arrived. Anna leaned forward and I felt her hand grip the base of my cock. Her tongue joined Claire's and the feeling was exquisite. It was so good. Their tongues dueled and lashed against my excited skin until the moment came. My hips had begun to rise and buck on their own and then I felt them kiss. It wasn't a normal kiss, but a deep searching kiss, with the head of my cock trapped in between. That was it! My body jerked and I felt cum surged through my cock and spurt onto their lips. Each spurt felt as if it came from someplace inside that had never been tapped. I came for what seemed lie forever, the sensations causing my by to lose all control.

They continued to suck and lick long after I had ceased coming, leaving my to groan and nurse on Anna's delicious cunt. I was exhausted when Anna moved from atop of me. I knew I had a goofy grin on my face, but couldn't help it. I watched as the girls shared some wine, and then accepted a drink myself. We then relaxed beside the fire, one sweaty contented pile.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself." Anna said while lazily running a hand through my hair.

"Oh Yes I did."

Claire smiled and grasped my cock in her hand. "I thought you would. But you never asked what all of our fantasy was." She said.

"I thought your fantasy was to play around with each other." I replied.

"Oh that's one of them. But we each want a few other things." Anna answered.

:"Like what?" Hell, I was getting curious again.

Claire released my cock and stood from the pillows. I looked at Anna and gave her a kiss. "If all of your fantasies are this good then I am up for anything." I told her.

"That's good, because we have a busy weekend ahead of us." She said with her same smile.

"Busy?"

"Yes, we have so much we want to do. Beside, you won't be doing all of the work." She said.

What did that mean? I wouldn't be doing all the work? I got my answer quickly. I heard Claire come back into the room, and looked up at her. My mouth was wide opened as I stared up at her. She had removed the chemise and was naked except for the black straps around her waist holding the very real looking cock dangling in front of her.

"Ooh your mouth is already open, that's perfect for the first part of my fantasy." Claire chuckled as she stroked her shaft.

It seemed like I was in for quite a weekend, but that's a story for another time. 

Weekend Surprise



The cool breeze tousled his hair as he slammed the car door shut. He took a look at the neighborhood around him. A couple of people talking in front of a light, some kids trying to look rebellious, smoking on the corner. He tried to remind himself that there was no reason to be anxious. He had held her for hours on end, had kissed her on every available inch of her skin, had shared countless orgasms, and yet, he still felt that pang of anxiety. It was no matter, he would see her in just a few seconds, he turned and faced the wind.

As was custom he grabbed his cell as he reached the door, her number was the last on his call list. He had called her on the way up and told her that he wouldn't be able to make it, he told her that he was on his way to work because they needed someone to stay late and had called him as a last resort. Just before he pressed 'call,' he closed his phone shut and decided to try and drag out the surprise, surely she'd be even happier if he just burst into her room with a big smile on his face and some flowers in his hands.

He tried the door and to his surprise, it was actually unlocked. He held the handle and eased it open just enough to slip in, he loved trying to be sneaky. He slowly edged the door shut and ran the handle silently into place. He took a few test steps to make sure the floor wouldn't creak and snuck back towards her room. It was cracked just a peak and as he reached for the handle he heard her moan. He turned and peered in through the crack and watched one of his favorite fantasies unfold.

He edged the door just enough to see her whole body. One arm curved and clutching her breast, the other working its way down, closer and closer to her pussy. She played with herself teasingly and slowly worked off the shorts she was wearing. He felt himself harden and wondered for a second if this was wrong. He decided it wasn't, he wouldn't feel bad at all if the situation had been reversed, so he held back and watched as her other hand reached under her shirt to rub her nipples.

Her eyes were nailed shut in pleasure so he eased the door open just a little farther. She pulled her shirt back, revealing her large, perfect breasts and began to massage them in large circles, stopping to pinch and pull her nipples. Her other hand began to slide back to her bare pussy and he almost lost it when she rocked back and spread her legs, sliding her fingers across all the wet, pink places he loved to lick so much. He was glad to see her wetness trickling down felt his own cock swelling with cum. She began to moan more frequently, one hand working faster and faster on her breast, the other working in a jerky rhythm on her pussy; fast circular motions suddenly brought to a stop as she gasped and starting back immediately. Her body began to writhe on the bed as her breath quickened and her moans ran into one long, steady gasp of pleasure. Just when he knew she was about to come she thrust two fingers deep inside her wet pussy and held them there as her body twitched with pleasure. That was his trademark, working her into a frenzy and thrusting deep inside her as she came, it was a pleasure to see her emulating their experiences.

She lay on her bed, wrapped in a blanket of euphoria and he pulled out his phone and dialed her number. As soon as her phone rang, she jumped up and looked at the number. When he saw her smile at his name, he pushed open the door. Surprise filled her eyes and was quickly replaced with understanding and then lust. She walked up to him and took the flowers and tossed them aside. She grabbed his hair, gently yet firm, and brought him down to her level. She indulged in one long kiss and then guided his head down further. He took the hint and sank to his knees, gently kissing her breasts, then her stomach, then her thighs. He reached around and grabbed her butt, pulled himself up and spread the lips of her pussy with his tongue.

She gasped as he slowly began tracing circles around her clit, pausing for effect and diving once more with his tongue. He plunged it into her hole and slowly worked around and out, taking his time, not wanting to hurry her pleasure. He brought around one of his hands, the other clutching ever harder on the cheek of her ass, and gently held her lips apart. He began to lick faster and lighter, focusing on her clit and pausing to take long heavy strides the length of her pussy. She began to stand on her toes, flexing every muscle she could in pleasure as he moaned into her warm center. He began to suck on her swollen clit and she screamed with ecstasy. He felt the warm gush of her coming and took the chance to push her back on her bed.

He leaned over and kissed her, raising her up to pull off the shirt that she had neglected to remove. He lightly flicked her nipple with his tongue and then began to suck on them wholly, occasionally nibbling and pulling with his teeth in the way she loved. He moved down further, tracing lines with his hands and tongue. Down her breasts, across her thighs, breathing his hot breath on her pussy as he passed over it. She gasped every time but he would not indulge her with the pleasure of his mouth, not yet.

"Lick it."

"Not yet."

"Dammit, lick me now!" She grabbed his head and thrust his face into her pussy and he began to lick furiously. She bucked up against him again and again and he thrust one finger from his large hand deep inside of her, she came, her body riding his finger in a wave of pleasure. She shuddered as he slowly pulled it out of her and licked her cum off of his finger. He let her taste and they basked a moment in pleasure.

She pulled him up and spun him around onto the bed, unbuttoning his pants and jerking them free. He helped her by taking off his shirt and gasped as she finally removed his underwear to reveal his swollen cock, throbbing with cum and aching for her touch. She wrapped her hot mouth around his cock, licking and sucking. She began to kiss his stomach, moved up and gently sucked his nipple and the two of them gasped as she finally mounted his cock, letting his entire shaft slide into her at once.

She didn't let it leave for the entirety of her first orgasm, she stayed mounted, only moving her hips forward and back to stimulate her swollen pussy. She rode with her body slowly swaying and then sped up, jerking her hips and arching her back, before slowing down again. He was never sure how to help her when she was like this, so he ran his hands up and down her body, stopping at her stomach, tracing up and grabbing hold of her large breasts and then starting all over again, his process only interrupted when she sped up, at which point he would grab her hips and thrust himself deeper inside of her. 

Her first orgasm almost promised to be the longest, but he wouldn't let it be near her last. As soon as she came he pushed forward, rolling her on her back and putting him on top. He started slow, accommodating her still shaking body.

"What do you want?" he breathed roughly in her ear.

"Hmm, I think it's your turn now, to do...whatever you want."

He loved when she said those words because it was her invitation for him to put inhibitions aside. He wasn't a large guy, average height and weight, but he was strong so he was constantly keeping himself in check, making sure that he was gentle, always holding back, until she asked for it. He lifted her legs and slid his cock as deep as it would go, held it there for a moment and then slid it all the way out , in once more, and then out to just the tip. Only his head was inside her now and he began to work in a fast shallow rhythm, just barely allowing it to go in. Her breathing became heavier and the instant she made her first moan of pleasure, he drove into her with all of his force, the surprise showing on her face was instantly masked by her pleasure as he pounded into her, she came again and again.

"Don't stop fucking me until you come."

He was happy to oblige, when he got like this, he abandoned all control, only letting his lust for her dictate his actions. As he felt himself swelling, that sweet tinge before release, he wrapped his arms around her, bringing her as close as he could. His hips still pounded down and she felt his grip tighten as he neared orgasm until he began to move in uncontrolled jerks. He squeezed the breath from her and gasped as he filled her with his cum, his hips now wild and plunging in attempt to fill her with as much as he could.

She could not take it anymore, she inhaled as deeply as she could in his tight grasp, screaming as the cum of her lover sent her over the edge with ecstasy. She lay in tremors long after his body went limp above her and their breathing slowed and synchronized.

"It's nice to see you baby, sorry I didn't call."

She smiled to herself, "no your not, and it was a wonderful surprise."

They laid together and talked before finally drifting into the deep euphoric sleep that good sex brings, each of them knowing that the weekend had just begun.



Weekend Surprise



This past weekend was the greatest weekend of sex I have ever had. It started out as a weekend getaway with me, my wife Tera and her best friend Susan along with two other couples at a secluded cabin near a lake. We were relaxing with lots of drinks and food, it was a great time. The first night there we were all partying and my wife and the other women were having a discussion about men and their limitless fantasies. The girls were drinking and laughing as they poked fun at the fact that we guys were constantly horny and so our fantasies were less creative, sort of a quantity over quality argument. I had to disagree so I interrupted them to pose a challenge, I suggested we all write down a fantasy and then read through them to see if they could tell the difference between the mens and the women's. If they could do it without mistakes I would concede the argument. The room definitely got a little hotter after that. There was some playful discussion as they decided to pick up the gauntlet, write them out and read them tomorrow night. I went out on the deck to let the guys know what I just got us into.

So there it was my mission was to write down a fantasy that the women would like enough to call their own. When Tera and I went to bed later all I could focus on was how hot this was gonna be. We were both pretty drunk and instead of discussing our deepest fantasies we attacked each other with an animal like intensity that I usually saw in her after we had been drinking. Before I was even finished undressing she had my cock in her mouth and was sucking furiously. I could only stand this for a few minutes before I pulled her up and grabbed her ass tightly as I pulled her into me and we kissed as we fell on the bed. Now it was me who was charging ahead. I kissed and squeezed her nipples feeling them go instantly hard as I slid down the front of her body stopping just above her sex. I waited for a minute feeling her breathe in but it didn't last long, she pushed my head to her already soaking wet snatch and spread her lips as I went to work. In a few minutes she was writhing with pleasure to the point that I was holding on to her thighs so I could keep at it. I sucked down hard on her clit as she shuddered with pleasure and commanded me to fuck her now. 

I grabbed my rock hard cock and easily slid into her, slowly at first but I was up to speed almost immediately. She was gasping with each thrust as I drove my cock inside her. She was pushing back to meet me as I pounded into her. We were probably waking up the rest of the house at this point but that we didn't care. She grunted that she was going to cum and started screaming. I was right behind he, she started shuddering I shot my load inside her. We both lay there wrapped in each others arms for several minutes after we were done before cleaning up and finally falling asleep. 

The next morning we were drinking a cup of coffee on the deck and our friends were laughing as they commented on how loud we were the night before. My wife's best friend Susan said that she got so horny listening to us she rubbed one out. Susan has been single for over a year after a bitter divorce. She's a beautiful woman with a great body and her little joke set up an image in my head I couldn't let go of.

I took a gulp of my coffee and reminded everybody that night after dinner we would be deciding the winner of my challenge. Everyone seemed excited about it. It was decided we would print the fantasies to avoid anyone using handwriting to identify the author and read them to the group. 

The rest of the afternoon I was trying to get the image of Susan wanking herself off out of my head so I could focus on writing a "winning" fantasy for this contest which led me to a great idea...

I set right off to the computer in the spare room for a few hours as I typed up my fantasy, throughout the day everyone was doing the same. The mood in the house was playful and light, everybody seemed to be asking provocative questions trying to get an edge for the challenge that night. It also seemed to be keeping everybody thinking about sex even more than normal. We had a late lunch and of course more cocktails on the deck that afternoon. It was the perfect preamble to our little showdown.

Lindsay and Tom volunteered to do all the reading and let everyone else judge. Lindsay started off 

"My fantasy begins with me and my spouse in a Las Vegas ballroom at a huge black tie event. The room is full of men and women all wearing formal wear and masks with the exception of the beautiful cocktail waiters who are all wearing thongs. At regular intervals there is a short break from the music and an announcer booms into the room simply saying "yes" at this prompt everyone removes an article or layer of clothing. After only a few more "yes" announcements the entire place is walking around drunk, in various states of undress. The voice booms out again "action" and the crowd reacts. One of the women seated at our table who had not spoken a word to this point called out to a waiter, when he came near she grabbed his thong and pulled it to the side and put his huge 10" cock into her mouth as she stared into our eyes. We were mesmerized watching her suck and slurp on this enormous cock. I was distracted as I felt the heat of another waiter pushing his cock up against my cheek as he stood behind me. I slowly worked his shaft as I licked the tip of this equally big cock while my spouse looked into my eyes..."

I looked around the room and saw that it didn't matter who wrote this it was getting everyone really turned on. When we first gathered I made sure that Susan was sitting on the sofa next to Tera opposite me. I could see them both getting turned on and doing nothing to hide the fact. Lindsay continued

"I couldn't believe the size of this guy's cock, it had to be 11" long and 5inches around at the base. I sped up my jerking and sucking until I could feel him gently rocking and leaning into it as I worked. I moved even faster as I sensed he was tensing up. Without a word he rocked his head back and shot five or six long spurts of his hot sticky cum all over my face and in my mouth."

Lindsay paused her reading for a moment and I almost announced that I was sure at this point this was a woman's fantasy but I was having too much fun watching Tera and Susan squirm and fidget as they listened to Lindsay read this story to ruin it. When I finally looked back across the room I saw Tom gently removing his wife's shirt and she was helping him. Jeron and his wife Juanita weren't taking any clothes off yet but it was obvious they were just as horny. With her blouse off and her lovely bouncing tits exposed Lindsay announced she was going to begin again, this time on a new story. She thought we had enough to make a decision anyway. 

She randomly chose my story next. I couldn't wait as she began...

"My fantasy begins at a secluded cabin near a lake, there's a party going on with some adults. They're playing a game to decide who can write the most depraved sexual fantasy. They're all listening intently as one of the women reads aloud from a group of stories written that day by one of the people at the party. With time everyone in the room is getting noticeably more aroused, the men are gently stroking themselves and the women are beginning to caress each other as the storyteller goes on. The two women on the couch can no longer contain their desire and kiss, gently at first but it quickly escalates to unbridled lust."

My plan had worked. Tera and Susan were full on making out like two teenagers who had just discovered the passion of kissing. As they embraced Tera was roughly sliding her hands under Susan's shirt to squeeze her perfect D-Cup tits. The scene was the same all over the room. Jeron was pulling his huge black cock out of his shorts and rubbing it on Juanita's big bubbly white ass. Lindsay was laying back on the futon as Tom held her legs up to her shoulders as he slowly pushed his meat into her little pink asshole. She moaned with pleasure as Tom entered her all the way. 

Tera and Susan were now completely naked and moving my way. I stood up to pull of my shorts and meet them half way. Susan reached out and pulled my throbbing dick into her mouth as Tera leaned in waiting for her turn. Susan kept control as she pulled off of me and pushed Tera's waiting mouth onto my dick. She pulled Tera off and went back to work on me again. This time Tera shifted gears and started working her way down Susan's body. I could hear Juanita screaming as Jeron pushed that big dick in and out of her like a jackhammer. Lindsay was almost screaming at this point demanding that Tom "Fuck my ass! Oooh yeah, fuck it!" Meanwhile Susan was beginning to lose focus on my cock because Tera was doing such a good job on her snatch. Tera was probing her pussy with two fingers and her ass with another while she licked and sucked on Susan's swollen clit. I pulled away to let Tera ans Susan get into a more comfortable position. After they settled I moved behind Tera and started to finger her soaking wet pussy. I moved up to two fingers then three as she pushed back on me harder and harder, until finally all four fingers were inside her. She pushed back in a long slow thrust that allowed my hand to slide inside her the rest of the way. I slowly pumped my fist into my wife as she fingered and sucked Susan to an intense orgasm. I pulled my hand from her pussy and turned around to see Jeron looking our way. I motioned for him to switch with me, without a word he moved off of Juanita and we swapped partners. Juanita and I watched as Jeron pushed his thick twelve inch meat slowly into Tera. I positioned Juanita so we could both see all the action and I resumed where Jeron left off. I was fucking Juanita hard and fast. Suddenly without warning she reached down and grabbed my cock as I thrust into her and pulled it out. With a look of unbridled lust she pushed my cock into her tight shiny little ass. It was almost too much for me to bear. Tera was moaning and screaming as Jeron fucked her from behind an\d Susan fingered herself furiously only inches from Tera's face.

Tom was getting close fueled by Lindsay's tight ass and continuous filthy directions to fuck her harder and cum on her tits. I was tensing up, I could feel that I wasn't going to hold on much longer. Juanita was inching closer to Lindsay to lick and suck on her bouncing tits as Tom pounded her ass. Tom couldn't hold out and pulled his cock from Lindsay's ass and jerked stream after stream of cum all over Lindsay's tits and Juanita's face while I was still busy fucking Juanita's bubble butt. I couldn't wait, I pulled out and moved back over in front of Susan's face and started to pump my meat. She opened her mouth and waited in anticipation of my load. This was all Tera could stand as she exploded into an orgasm that triggered Jeron to paint her back with his cum. I splashed a hot sticky load into Susan's mouth and all over her face. As I pulled away Tera was already licking my cum from Susan's face and kissing her as they mingled the sticky load between their lips.

This was just the first session, more to follow...



Weekend Surprise



My wife, Lynn works for a company with rotating days off. Sucks that she only gets one day at a time off, but it means that every six weeks she gets a three day weekend, so it's a trade off. 

Since I had been out of town working for most of those six weeks, Lynn had made plans that I only sort of knew about. I just knew that she had made a new friend from the jewelry making group she was a member of and that "we" were taking the new friend, Valerie, to Spokane to go to a couple stores there that had jewelry making supplies. 

On Friday morning we were up early and stopped at Valerie's house to pick her up. I was surprised when she turned out to be a 5' 6" tall redhead. It has been a standing joke for years that I like redheads. She was also pretty well endowed and wearing a mini skirt and button up blouse. It was not until she was at the pickup and I was helping her with her bags that I noticed she was not wearing a bra either! I Knew right there I would have to be careful on this trip to not get myself in trouble. 

The drive to Spokane takes about four hours depending on which way you go, and we chose to go the longer, but prettier way. After about an hour of small talk, learning about Valerie I knew that she was nearly our age at 48 she was from Boise ID, but had lived a lot of her life in The Dalles OR before moving to Kalispell a couple years ago for a job in the Jewelry store downtown. After a few years selling jewelry she was now interested in learning to make her own and that was how she and Lynn had met. She had been married for 15 years, but also divorced now for nearly that long and was not currently involved with anyone. 

I nearly drove off the road when Valerie brought up that she and Lynn had been talking about Lynn's lessening sex drive and that they thought they had came up with a way to change that, or at least increase the times that I had sex. While Valerie said her sex drive way not a lot higher than what Lynn said hers was, between the two of them it would equal out to more than one alone. I was at a loss for words; I didn't know how to respond or what to do... 

"Just what are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Exactly what it sounds like," replied Lynn, "between the two of us we will make it so you have sex as often as we used to, or close anyway."

"Are you sure this is a good idea," I asked.

"We have discussed it between ourselves and think it is be worth a try at least," said Valerie. "I'm not after a long term relationship, but more sex would be nice."

"More sex would not be a bad thing, but this is not something Lynn and I have really discussed in depth," I said. 

"It's ok for this weekend and we can go forward from there and see how it goes," they both said together. 

"I guess I'm game if you are," I said to Lynn. 

The topic then changed to other things while we all thought about what was about to happen. Or at least my thoughts were there, I think they already had a plan worked out.

Valerie asked: "Can you pull over at the next rest area please?"

"Ok, but it's a ways down the road," I said. 

A ways turned out to be about 30 minutes and was along the shores of a small lake. Only crude outhouses, but a bathroom is a bathroom. 

As we were getting out Valerie handed Lynn and I both a small bag. 

"Here, change into these and come back when you are done," she said. 

This is where I knew that Valerie and Lynn had planned this before I had got home. In my bag I found a pair of my thong underwear and a new vibrating butt plug, a cordless model. There was also a small bottle of lube, something I would have forgotten. 

With the plug held in place by the thong I was barely out of the bathroom when I could feel it start vibrating. My cock, which was already hard, twitched and became even harder. Valerie was all smiles at the pickup. 

When Lynn came out of the bathroom I was surprised even more in that she was wearing a short skirt. She sometimes wears skirts for me, but always knee or ankle length. Valerie then told me that the bag Lynn was given contained a vibrating egg as well as a pair of thong underwear. Lynn has never liked vibrators or thongs so new doors were opening already. 

When she got to the car Valerie suggested she "Show us her new outfit." As she was turning around Valerie put a hand on her shoulder and stopper her with her ass facing my way. She then pulled up the back of the skirt and showed me that Lynn was wearing a pair of purple thong underwear. 

"You can't see the egg of course, but you can see her reaction," said Valerie as she hit the button in her hand. Lynn shuttered just a bit and we could hear the quiet buzz of the egg. My cock got even harder! 

After we were all back in the pickup Valerie handed Lynn the control for my butt plug and handed me a control as well. But when I pressed the button it was her that sighed, not Lynn. Seems she had put in an egg too, and had given me the control for hers while she kept Lynn's. 

The next couple hours were exciting, funny, and very enjoyable with each of us trying to stop the other person in mid sentence by turning on or off the vibrations. 

When we got to the edge of Spokane I asked where our first stop was, figuring they had lined out what jewelry shops and art supply stores they wanted to stop at. 

"We need to head to "The Castle," said Lynn, "we need some more items for tonight."

Try as I might they wouldn't tell me what those items were, so I was caught off guard when after going in "The Castle" we headed for the bondage department instead of the toy or movie aisle like we had always done when it was Lynn and I, mostly "I" going in there. 

While Lynn and I try to interact with the staff there as little as possible, Valerie had started asking questions the minute we got in the door. Soon, much to my embarrassment the young female attendant was having me spread my legs so she could measure me for the proper length spreader bar, and was trying handcuffs on my wrists. Lucky for me, neither Lynn nor Valerie had pockets in their skirts so I was the only one with a remote... Valerie would occasionally miss a word or two while talking to the assistant. 

With handcuff, a spreader bar and lots of lube in hand we moved to the toy section where they started showing Lynn the strap-on dildo harnesses and me the matching dildos. While the questions about whether I liked a smooth model, a model with ridges or a realistic one were embarrassing, they were also exciting. Talking about what you would like to be fucked with in front of three women is a definite turn on. 

Everything decided on, we made our purchase, Valerie's gift to us she said, and we went back to the pickup and headed down the road again. It seems they had been planning as I was told the directions to the motel where we had reserved a suite for the night. It has two separate bedrooms just in case I had not agreed t heir plan. 

Packing bags into the motel while someone is alternating the speed of the vibrations in your ass can be a tricky thing, let me tell you. And with my hands full I could not reach the control in my pocket. 

"Payback is pretty good huh?" said Lynn as she and Valerie walked up the stairs in front of me. 

"Yes, I said, and the view is very nice as well," I replied. Their skirts were not short enough to show me much more than inner thighs, but it did hint as what was above. 

Once in the room Valerie suggests we strip and re-apply lube to things before heading out for some shopping and to dinner. I hesitated for a bit but Valerie started taking off her clothes right away. Her tits were not as big as Lynn's but the nipples were more pinkish and longer. The pleasant surprise came when she dropped her skirt and I could see she was clean shaven. I love a shaved pussy. Something that Lynn does not do often due to her work where she has to walk everyday and the stubble causing her problems with chaffing. 

By the time I looked over at Lynn she was naked as well, with her hair trimmed to short fuzz. Her nipples were hard, a sure indication that there was some sexual desire going on with her as well. 

When I turned around to put my clothes on the bed Lynn came up behind me and grabbed my butt plug. At the same time the vibrations increased. The combined affect was that my cock jumped and stood out upright. 

The next thing I know Valerie is sitting in front of me on the bed and has a hold of my cock. "Perhaps we should do something about this," she said. 

Lynn added, "He does last longer if he has come before we make love."

With that Valerie laid back on the bed and Lynn pushed on my shoulder, bending me over the bed with my face right in Valerie's crotch. I was still a little reluctant to do this, but Lynn playing with the butt plug in my ass soon changed my mind and I started licking her slick pussy. She was already sloppy wet and her taste and smell were very similar to that of Lynn. 

I had forgotten about the vibrating egg in her pussy until the remote was put in my hand while I was licking away. Every time I pushed the button she would pull her pussy down so that her clit was under my tongue. Soon I had the vibrations on full blast and started sucking and nibbling on her clit. Her climax was intense and I was not able to keep up with all the juices coming out of her. 

"Oh, Oh, turn off the vibrations, I can't take anymore," she panted. 

With one more lick full length of her sex I found myself pushed up by the shoulders so that I was looking down at her breasts. That was when Lynn pushed me forward so that I was forced to get on the bed straddling Valerie. Sitting up so that her tits were at the same level as my cock she reached down with her hand and used her wetness to make my cock slick before putting it between her breasts. 

About the time my cock was encased in boob, the vibrations in my ass maxed out and I came in literally three strokes. As I started to come she bent her head down and was hit in the face by me first blast, but was sucking on my head by the time I could shoot again. The vibrator in my ass was now doing some strange random vibrating pattern and I couldn't stand the combination any longer and tried to pull away. As I pulled back, Lynn pushed back on the plug and held me in place by standing right behind me. I was reduced to simply groaning and humping on Valerie's tits for the next few seconds. 

After I was allowed to rise up I could feel the butt plug being pulled out. Thinking we were done with the plug I started to move off the bed was told to stay put by Valerie. She and Lynn traded places and I was pushed forward to start licking Lynn's pussy. With the idea of more sex on my mind I went after her pussy with vigor, but was told to "slow down, and let her enjoy it," by Valerie. 

I was still so horny it was hard to slow down but I was trying to do slow licks on her puffed up lips and enjoy her flavor. The problem was that as I was doing that I felt the end of the butt plug again pushing on my ass. Without even thinking about it I found myself pushing back against the pressure, wanting the plug in my ass again. 

With Valerie slowly pushing the plug deeper and then letting off I soon was in a pattern of licking and sucking on Lynn's clit as she squirmed on the bed. I could tell she was about to come and reached up to tweak one nipple while sucking on her clit and licking it in circles. Soon her legs were squeezing tight on my head and she was jerking as she too reached climax. 

"Unh unh, Stop!" she said as her legs clamped down even tighter on my head and she moved her pussy down out of the reach of my tongue. My face was wet with her and Valerie's juices but I was one happy man. 

I was allowed to wipe my face off, but not to wash it for real. That means that all through dinner I smell pussy juices on my face. The first place we found that looked like a decent place to eat was a Boston Pizza place. The food was good but we were all a bit distracted with all the buzzing going on. When you add in that while Lynn and I were sitting side-by-side in a curved booth, Valerie was sitting on the other side of the curve we almost didn't notice what we were eating. Each time the waitress left she would put one leg up on the cushion; giving both of us a view of her shaved and very wet pussy. 

Too excited to eat much we all took about half our meal with us in boxes, knowing we would be hungry later. The waitress who served us was also the one that checked us out and I'm sure the smile was so big because she had overheard some of our conversation and the sound of three different vibrators running at various times. 

As soon as we got back to the motel I was told to strip and get on the bed on my hands and knees. I was soon in place and both women were naked as well. They each took a side and soon had me in cuffs and shackled to the spreader bar. I had been in this position before, never unable to move quite like this. They then figured out that I was too far on the bed to work the way they wanted to they each grabbed the bar and pulled me to the foot of the bed. 

With more room on the bed Valerie laid down on her back on the bed so she was sideways to me with her head near mine. 

"Okay Lynn come and set on my face, I want to taste your pussy," said Valerie, "and with Richard all tied up it will drive him nuts to only be able to watch."

Now I know that Lynn is not really a great fan of having her pussy ate, she says it tickles, but she only hesitates a few seconds before climbing up on the bed and putting a knee on each side of Valerie's head. I can tell that she is already wet though and she only stays there for a few minutes before she climaxes all over Valerie's face. I have been on the receiving end of that, but to watch her cum squirting out over someone else was a big turn on. I couldn't see up high enough to tell, but know from experience that her chest was red and her nipples rock hard as well. 

Valerie said, "That was great, but now let's get to work on Richard."

"Get on your back right in front of him" says Lynn. 

I can't turn my head enough to see what is happening but I can feel the vibrating plug being pulled out of my ass. Feeling Lynn get on the bed beside me I can see Valerie's pussy.

Lynn says, "Put your legs up high." And I can then see Valerie's ass hole as well. Putting more lube on the butt plug from my ass Lynn pushes it into Valerie's ass. The sigh from Valerie is all I need to hear to know that she likes how it feels as much as I did. Lynn then puts the control in my hand where I start turning the vibrations on and off. 

As I watch the juices start flowing out of her pussy I can feel the head of the new dildo being pushed against my asshole. I had been so involved in watching Valerie that I had not paid attention to Lynn putting on the new harness and dildo. Without thinking about it I push back until I can feel the harness pushing against my cheeks. I am so open and horny that Lynn is soon holding my hips and fucking me hard and fast. When I was getting close to coming I told her so and she pulled almost all the way out and stopped while I calmed back down. 

During all this I had forgot about Valerie and the plug in her ass. When I felt a nudge on my head I raised it up as much as I could to look forward. There, just inches in front of my face was her pussy and the butt plug. Since I couldn't rise up on my own Valerie slid her legs past my arms and used her thigh to put her pussy under my mouth. 

Now I was face down in her pussy and Lynn was back to fucking my ass hard and fast again. Each time the dildo bottomed out in my ass I could hear her legs slap into my ass and I would bump against Valerie's clit. This time however I remembered to turn the vibrator to full before I dropped the control. Soon she is climaxing, but not in the same way as Lynn. She is simply putting out mass quantities of juice where as Lynn actually squirts when she comes that hard. 

Lynn again buries the dildo deep in my ass and stops moving, the cries from Valerie being a good indication that I too must be about to come. 

"Valerie, move out of there and take the butt plug out of your ass," Lynn says as she holds me back tight against her. 

While Valerie is doing that Lynn reaches down and unfastens my shackles, turning me loose from the bar and moving it out of the way. 

This is where I start to think they have talked more than just a little about what I have wanted to do in the past. 

Pulling me up by the shoulders Lynn has me pulled tight against her chest where I can feel that her nipples are hard and warm against my back. Valerie then reaches out and puts a condom on my rock hard cock. Once on she poured on a good amount of lube, but was careful to not rub too much.

"We have been talking and it seems that Valerie likes anal sex as much as you do so we decided this would be a great end to the evening" Lynn said. 

With that Valerie gets on her hands and knees in front of me and moves back until her ass is right in front of my cock. When I started to push forward I could feel the dildo in my ass moving out. 

Lynn and I had tried anal sex only once and it did not work out well. We had never tried before and did not know at the time we needed to work our way up to something the size of my cock. It had hurt Lynn and I was so excited that I came about the time it might have worked. 

As I push forward the head of my cock is squeezed tighter than it ever has been before. 

"Wow, I am not sure I can do this without coming before I even get all the way in," I say. 

With that Lynn pushes the dildo all the way in to my ass and the impact of her crotch with my ass makes my cock pop past Valerie's sphincter and all of a sudden I'm fully in her ass.

"Oh, that feels so good," says Valerie. 

With that I can feel her reach back and start playing with her pussy and in the process rubbing against my balls. 

I'm not sure how but I manage to not come and start pulling out of her ass part way before starting a slow rhythm. Lynn pulls back so that when I go forward the tip of the dildo almost comes out of my ass and when I pull out of Valerie it goes deeper into my ass. Soon I'm holding onto Valerie's hips and fucking her ass deep and fast, and Lynn is matching my moves exactly. 

"Oh, I'm coming," I cry out and bury my cock deep in Valerie's ass. While I'm pumping cum into the condom she is fingering her clit and I can feel her shuddering as she comes as well. It seems that each of my spasms is triggered by Lynn slamming the dildo in my ass. 

Soon Valerie can't stay up right anymore and slides forward on the bed, that in turn catches me by surprise and I fall forward on top of her with Lynn and the dildo staying with me. While Lynn and I roll over on our sides where she keeps slowly fucking me, Valerie rolls over and hugs us both. 

"Well, think it was close to what you and Lynn talked about," she asks. 

"Ah, yea I think its close enough," I reply. "But there is one person that has yet to come."

"Very true," says Valerie. 

I move forward off the dildo and together we unfasten the harness from Lynn. Since I am in no condition to do any fucking, Valery starts licking Lynn's pussy while using her fingers to fuck her. 

Not wanting to be left out I move up to kiss her before moving down and sucking on her nipples. When she is horny enough they are super sensitive and she is soon groaning loudly as she climaxes all over Valerie's face.

After we are all calmed down we discuss some of the good things and some of the things we would change next time. It suddenly dawns on us that we are talking about a "next" time and we all laugh while heading for the large shower to get each other clean before Valerie retires to her own bed for the night. 

The trip home the next day after actually shopping for jewelry making supplies will have to be told in another story. 



Weekend Surprise - Alicia's View



I woke up and rolled over to look at the clock. Five am on the dot. *sigh* When Peter arrived last night I was envisioning a weekend at museums with some nice dinners out. He loved to dress up for an evening out and it was always a good time. He was the only boyfriend who transitioned to true friend after the break up.

But then he "stretched out" after the long drive. Did I just air quote my thoughts? What the hell is wrong with me?

He rolled out a yoga mat in the living room and I sat on the couch so we could start catching up. Then, boom, the shirt came off all casual like he was team skin at a backyard football game. He had the muscle tone of a twenty year old competitive swimmer and my whole body flushed the moment he did it. He just chattered along like he wasn't half naked showing off right in front of me.

Oh and then the cherry on top, he turned around with his ass pointed directly at me and did downward facing dog. Who the hell does that? Don't get me wrong, it was a great view. He could have been the ass model for the Statue of David. But really...what the hell? He kept chatting about the accident he saw on the drive while modifying the stretch which had the effect of refining the view as well.

It took me hours to fall asleep, and I couldn't stay asleep. I came close to joining him in the spare bedroom. Two old friends could have a weekend of sex without it complicating things couldn't they? Couldn't they? My sheets were a mess and I didn't feel rested, nor did I feel tired. What I felt was randy as hell. 

If I found out he tortured me like this on purpose I was going to...to...well, I don't know, but it wasn't going to be pleasant. Who looks better at age fifty than thirty? Men are so damn lucky.

Okay...change of plans. Very quietly I got up and slipped into the bathroom. He was a wonderful and complicated man, but still just a man. I knew he found me attractive. My ex considered me boyish because I had smallish breasts; can't believe I married that asshole. The man in my spare bedroom loved my body the way it was. I learned how to love myself when he and I dated, and I loved that about him. 

I grinned as I stepped into the shower; I also learned a lot about him when we dated. I knew exactly how to make him take notice. Panty hose, sheer clothing, nice shoes, a little leg and he would be putty in my hands. I hadn't been able to put on a pair of hose in years without thinking of him. I chuckled lightly. Almost made me not hate wearing hose. Almost.

He had always been a light sleeper and I wanted to be fully dressed before he saw me so I rushed and attempted to be quiet at the same time. I soaped up and shaved my legs; the entire leg, not just the standard below the knee I do for work. 

Thirty minutes later I was toweled off, trimmed, shaved, plucked and putting on makeup in the mirror. I had been running through outfits in my head. I had a couple brand new pairs of silken mist thigh highs in nude, white and black. Okay...so maybe I had planned on sexing things up a little before the stretching incident. A girl has needs and the two of us had never had problems in bed. 

I had originally planned on the thigh highs under jeans, one of his favorite looks, but I hated trying to get out of jeans fast for sex. Yes...at this point I had made the decision we were having sex. 

I decided on a new black satin blouse with small sheer sections on both sleeves that showed off my arms nicely. A wrap around skirt and my over priced but beautiful black leather pumps. They were impractical and uncomfortable, but made my legs look great. 

He had told me more than once he liked the smell when I take off leather shoes while wearing hose. Well...he made me feel sexy with small breasts so I am not going to complain if he thought my feet "smell" sexy. I just air quoted my thoughts again. I shook my head and sighed. I shrugged and admired myself in the mirror. Besides, I thought, he always volunteered to give foot rubs when my feet smelled sexy and those were to die for. 

I wouldn't pass for twenty, but I looked pretty damn good. Oh he was going to pay attention to me this morning. I slowly turned just my head toward the door and listened for any movement in the house. Absolute silence. 

I put away the last of my makeup and no longer attempting to be quiet walked across the hardwood floor of the living room with my heels signature sound echoing from the wood and stone. The sound grew sharper as I crossed from the wood of the living room onto the tile of the kitchen. I paused listening again. Still nothing.

I pulled down a bag of organic whole beans and ran them through the mill. I stopped and listened again. Hmph...still nothing. Used to be he woke up at any tiny sound. 

I put the coffee into the larger of my two french presses, added water and took a seat at the table to wait. I really wanted him to wake up, but banging around unnecessarily seemed immature. My walking loudly hadn't been immature at all. Not at all. 

Luckily about that time I heard movement coming from the spare bedroom. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I grabbed a coffee cup from the cupboard and plunged the press. I filled my cup then stood at the counter trying different poses. I wanted his first view of me standing to maximize impact. The heels don't shape the calf if not standing. After a couple minutes I began feeling silly just standing there waiting, my feet were already hurting a little. I took another drink of my coffee and shifted my weight between feet. 

This was feeling more like a first date than coffee with a old friend had any right to. It had been awhile since I set out with such a blatant seduction in mind. Actually...I wasn't sure I had EVER done it this blatantly. Oh he is going to see through this...what was I thinking?

I decided to sit down but was too late as I heard his nearly silent footsteps just before he entered the kitchen making me straighten in surprise and blush a little. 

He stopped dead in his tracks looking at me...well...looking at my legs, but then the rest of me. Self conscious me left the building leaving sexy and flattered in her wake. 

Then I noticed he was topless again this morning. Did he not own enough shirts? His arms, shoulders and chest had fantastic definition. The stomach wasn't a six pack, but it was flat with no sign of the middle age spare tire. He had on pajama bottoms, with bare feet and I wanted to feel all that skin under my hands. I dragged my eyes away before he caught me staring.

"You like my outfit?", I asked smiling warmly.

He didn't answer, just stood there. After five seconds or so I was becoming concerned. He suddenly looked directly into my eyes and blushed. Wow...I don't think I had ever seen him blush.

"I'm sorry," he said "what was that?" Then he headed to the cupboard for a coffee mug trying hard to look casual. Oh this was going to be fun!

"You like my outfit?" I ask with a smile and when he turned toward me I spun my hips enough to make the skirt flare.

"You look amazing. Did you dress up for coffee?", he asked. 

I decided to sit down now that I had his full attention, but I carefully positioned myself so he had a good view of my legs. I dangled one heel and bounced my foot a bit. Once we went to a movie and I had done that without realizing. Halfway through the movie I had looked over to ask him who someone in the movie was and realized he was staring at my bouncing foot instead of the screen. The sex later that night had mind blowingly good. 

"I need to run a couple errands and decided to dress up." I said. Where did that come from? I didn't have any errands. What I really wanted to do was tie him to the bed and run my hands over all that muscle. Actually...my mind began churning...I could probably do that. It had been a long time ago, but he once told me when I was dressed up I could ...what was that quote ....oh yes...use him as a sex slave. The idea of tieing him up was seriously intoxicating. I suddenly had a very strong desire to tie him up. 

He just said something and I missed it. I tried to cover my lapse by saying something immediately. "You know, years ago you told me that when I wear hose with leather shoes it drove you pretty wild." I gave my shoe a little extra bounce and he definitely noticed. "In fact, if memory serves, you said that you loved the 'smell' and told me I could turn you into my sex slave with it." 

What the hell was my mouth doing saying inside thoughts aloud?! That isn't what I intended to say. I don't know how to do that. And what the hell was with my hands making air quotes this morning? At least this time I wasn't air quoting thoughts. Maybe he would just think I was joking and we could drop it. The butterflies in my stomach could take Mothra in a cage match.

"I don't suppose that still holds true does it?", my mouth said. What happened to the part of my brain that double checks thoughts before speaking? He stood there with this adorable shocked look, blushing, and oh....the front of those pajama bottoms just moved on their own. 

"Uhm?", he said looking a little nervous. I realized that he was far more nervous than I and that calmed the butterflies a bit.

I uncrossed my legs and hooked my right foot on a chair leg sliding it around positioned so that I could put my legs in his lap when he sat down. 

"Sit down and enjoy your coffee." I said. I rather liked having him flustered. Having an attractive man so distracted by you that he can't think straight is intoxicating. 

He hesitated briefly, but then walked over and sat in the chair. The moment his ass hit the chair I swung my legs up and across his lap. I had positioned the chair perfectly so that my calves rested on his legs and my shoes were just beyond his lap so I could easily kick them off if I wanted and he could easily touch them. 

I popped my heel out of the right shoe and began bouncing it. He noticed. His penis got hard so fast that I felt the material of his pj's pull against calves. The weight of my legs prevented the pajamas from riding up so his erection was pulled tight in the material. I wasn't positive, but I think he may have moaned very lightly. Made me feel incredibly sexy and powerful.

"You didn't answer my question." I said just accepting that the brain mouth barrier was missing today and rolling with it. So far it seemed to be working for me. 

I saw him take a deep breath and exhale. His gaze moved slowly up to my face. "Well....yeah." he responded. For almost an entire second I couldn't remember the question he was answering. Then it hit me full force. 

He just told me he could be my sex slave. I would have thought this would cause me to panic and freak, but it felt good. Emotional, but good. The ex may have left a little scar tissue behind and this was a refreshing balm on that wound. 

Peter was busy stroking my knee and admiring my legs which gave me a little time to organize my thoughts. I was a planner and this spontaneity was very unlike me. Where was I headed with all this flirting? If I was going to do this I better do a little fact gathering. I knew what I wanted to do to him, but I liked this man. I couldn't just use him without him enjoying it. He never gave me any specifics in the past. We had never really discussed his subservient fantasy. Little girls aren't taught to embrace their sexuality so anything discussion along those lines always pushed the buttons society installed.

"What ran through your mind for what I would do with you as a slave?" I asked and took a sip of coffee.

He looked thoughtful briefly, shrugged and said "The first thing that came to mind was you just doing something relaxing like watching a movie using me as a footstool. Hopefully enjoying the fact that you have me aroused and at your service." He blushed again and I become very aware of his hot legs under mine. 

"You would really like that?" I asked. It would be weird to do that, but at least nothing like the episode of Sex and the City where Carrie dated a politician who wanted to be peed on. I don't think I could pee on someone, but relaxing and watching a movie, that I could do. Right?

"I think I would be pretty excited and yeah...enjoy it very much. I would just lay very still while you watched a show and I think I would love every moment of it if you enjoyed me being aroused. I would do anything you told me." he said very sincerely.

He often sounds too confident and hearing him nervous was really rather nice. I was enjoying myself and the flirting. "Hmm...you said movie first didn't you?" I asked teasingly.

"I did say that first didn't I?" he replied gently stroking my knee and giving it a squeeze. I realized it was decision time. We could go back to the bedroom right now, which my body was craving, or I could take this to the next level. 

Opportunities like this weren't going to pop up often...possibly ever. Well, at least not with a man I would actually enjoy having sex with; let alone be comfortable tieing up. That was one lovely torso. I could imagine him holding a shield and spear in the Roman army with that curly head of hair. 

"I think I could do that." I said surprising myself. He looked even parts surprised, excited and nervous. I was beginning to feel a little drunk with power. And I felt I had gotten even for the stretching incident of the night before. 

Now what I thought. My mind was a blank so I did the best thing I could think of, I prepared to exit before I could mess anything up.

"So, I am going to run out for the errand I mentioned and when I get back, you will be my sex slave for the remainder of the day?" I asked. I didn't sound as confident as I wish I had. I needed time to focus and plan.

"Wow, you are serious aren't you?" he responded blushing yet again. 

I dated him two years and never saw him blush. I liked it....I liked it a lot. My body responded to it. I briefly considered just taking him on the kitchen floor right this moment. I wondered what he had on under the pajamas. 

I pulled my legs up so my shoes were resting in his lap. He looked me square in the eyes and said "Yes." with conviction.

I put my feet back on the floor, somehow causing him to jerk and spill a little coffee on the table. 

"I would say we have a deal." I told him. We looked at each other for two breaths and then I went for it. I leaned forward, grabbed his penis through the pajama bottoms and gave it a firm squeeze. "No touching yourself while I am gone." I released him, stood up and asked "Understand?" 

I was born at night, but not last night. If I left him this excited he wasn't going to save himself for me. And I really wanted him saved for me.

He shifted in the chair looking a little uncomfortable and responded questioningly "Yes....uhhh....mistress?" 

"No", I said instantly. Something about being called mistress felt cheap and tawdry to me. Probably the damn buttons society installed. I didn't want this to feel cheap or tawdry. "Call me 'my Lady'"

With that I turned and walked as quickly as I could without looking like I was retreating. I grabbed my purse hopped into my Mini Cooper, fired the engine up and drove away like I knew where I was going.

Okay, so now what? I drove aimlessly for ten minutes trying to calm my libido enough to think. I honestly couldn't remember the last time I had been this aroused. I didn't know anything about domination. Oh, I thought and nodded to myself. This is the information age. All the knowledge of mankind right at my fingertips. I pulled into a Target and parked at the back under shade from a poplar. I always parked here when I shopped. I didn't mind the walk, I liked the shade and today I liked the privacy.

I pulled out my phone and started doing research. If I was going to do this I wanted it to be a day both of us would remember fondly for the rest of our lives.

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I looked at the clock on the dashboard as I pulled back into the driveway. Three minutes past noon, I had been gone a lot longer than I intended. Researching domination on the internet had freaked me the hell out at first. Turned out getting peed on wasn't nearly as kinky as these fantasies got. I had considered calling the entire thing off, but then I found a forum where domina discussed there subs. One professional took time to chat with me. 

From there I learned that Peter was into sensual domination. I knew enough about him to know he was into materials with tactile sensations, smells, and submitting willingly. That lead to another hour of reading and planning. Then I ran around looking for something to tie him up that was sexy, not utilitarian. 

I wasn't about to go into a sex shop all dressed up so I hit some Target, Walmart and a couple fabric stores. At my sixth stop I found some very nice silk rope intended to be curtain tie backs. I am pretty sure the girl at the counter knew I didn't have eight sets of curtains. It wasn't until I was almost home that it occurred to me I could have used pantyhose instead. 

I sat a few minutes to steady my nerves and went through the plan in my head. Walk in, make sure he really wants to go through with this, take charge, make my desires come first, but make sure his desires are met as well. Oh and don't throw up...that was a real possibility at the moment. 

I grabbed the bag of silk ropes, and walked into the house. I paused again and took two deep steadying breaths, stood straight, pulled my shoulders back, then walked in like I owned the place. I actually DID own the place after all.

He was playing some native american flute music softly and had cleaned the living room. The natural light coming in through the windows was augmented by candles and the setting was very relaxing. I had been absolutely right, sensual domination. As my nerves settled my body stopped trying to return the coffee and toast I had eaten earlier.

I needed to remain focused. I had hoped he would be topless when I came in, but I had to admit he picked pretty well. He looked good and I would make him strip in a minute or two. 

He was wearing a red tuxedo shirt worn casually untucked with the top buttons undone showing upper chest. The arms of the shirt were pulled tight against the muscle of his arms. He wore black leather pants and stood barefoot. I realized he had purposely worn an outfit to match me. 

He remained motionless as I slowly walked forward and around him. Those old black leather pants of his had many fond memories and highlighted his ass nicely. I gave one cheek a firm squeeze as I passed enjoying his acceptance. 

"Not bad." I said and walked around to face him. "Are you certain you want to do this? I'll give you one last chance to back out. I was out longer than I expected and I am sweaty. I am pretty sure my feet aren't going to smell sexy." I managed not to air quote anything and was proud that my voice stayed steady. Yay me.

He took two controlled breaths and said "Yes my Lady, I am sure".

"All right then," I said walking over to the chair and setting down my purchases. "Why don't you get me a glass of wine while I pick out a movie." I watched him walk into the kitchen and to tease him I said "Hmm..where is the Twilight series?". 

I walk over to the entertainment center and found a stack of a half dozen movies already waiting. Music and Lyrics, Kate and Leopold. All romantic films. I chose The Notebook and put it into the tray. I went over and sat on the couch near where the footstool had been moved. 

I had looked at a lot of ways to tie a man to a footstool and felt prepared. He walked back into the room walking gracefully like a dancer entering a stage. Okay, next step take control. 

As he sat the glass down beside me I said, "So at this point you are mine?" I asked waiting for him to nod. "If I want to take off the hose and make you smell my bare feet you would have to do it right?" I made the mistake of taking a drink of the wine and nearly shot it out through nose as I saw the expression on his face. I didn't know eyes could look that big without photoshop. I don't think it had occurred to him I might explore his limits.




Weekend Surprise - Alicia's View



Recovering quickly and remembering to take charge I said, "Relax sweetie. I wouldn't do that to you without reason. Now you strip slowly and get in position. Make sure I don't have to sit awkwardly. Don't make me take off these hose." I warned. I wasn't bloody likely to do anything he hated, but I read that it was important that a punishment be introduced; so....punishment introduced, check. 

Sipping more wine I relaxed and admired his striptease. It was rather nice to just watch without having something I should be doing. I don't think I ever got to just sit watching a man undress for me before. 

The shoes and socks came off first and he set them aside neatly. Then he unzipped the leather pants and wiggled his hips slowly sliding the pants down both legs at the same time. As he leaned over the shirt rode up enough to expose his skin tight, black, sheer boxers. Those were nice.

He stepped one leg at a time out of the pants then bent at the waist with straight legs to pick them up. If you have never ordered a man to strip you should try it. He neatly folded the pants and put them on the growing pile of clothing. Standing straight he slowly unbuttoned the tuxedo shirt exposing that fine chest and slipped it off pausing to flex for me. I think I kept the poker face on, but I felt myself warming with desire. Lastly he slipped off the boxers adding them neatly to the pile and laid down face up on the foot stool so that his body angled beside me and his legs went over the back of the couch. He shifted a little settling into the spot. 

The position didn't look exactly comfortable, but it shouldn't be too bad and not only would I have an easy time putting my feet on his face I could also easily reach most of his body without moving. Not bad positioning, not bad at all. 

I stretched out my legs resting them across his chest with the feet beside his head shoes still on. This was an important step to show I was in control and wasn't just here to do exactly what he wanted. I slowly counted to one hundred and twenty, then lifted my right leg off the chest and set the shoe right next to his head. I hadn't really noticed how hard his penis was until it suddenly jerked as I moved. Moment of truth.

"Now let's find out if you actually want what you wished for." I said. I slipped the right shoe off watching it fall to the floor and lifted the foot up so it is over, but not touching, his face. I almost lost my nerve right then because I could smell the foot instantly and I was a body length away. Before I could change my mind I noticed his penis jerked like it was waving at me and he whimpered lightly. 

"You like?" I asked; though it was tremendously obvious he did.

"Oh Yes my lady." he told me. 

I kicked off the other shoe letting it fall to the floor on the other side of the footstool and placed both feet over his face. The penis started dancing like Groot in his pot at the end of Guardians of the Galaxy. I had no idea a penis could jerk and bounce so much on its own. 

I had his eyes covered and pulled my feet a little closer to myself so that I could wrap my toes around his nose. Damn he was cute. I hit play on the movie and took another sip of wine trying to relax. That penis just kept moving like it wanted attention so I snagged it with my left hand and rubbed my thumb very lightly around the tip. I discovered that the tip had become incredibly sensitive. His entire body jerked and then he trembled and moaned like he was about to orgasm from a single brush of my thumb. 

The nervousness had disappeared entirely gone and I just felt sexy, powerful, and aroused. I may have giggled a little and I smiled as I saw him looking at my face. This was going far better than I had imagined. I was so busy planning and making my to do list I hadn't stopped to imagine that the entire event would be so fun. Men were always pushing vying for sex and it gets exhausting. Even good men do it without realizing and to now not have to worry about that made me want it. How weird is that?

"I have always thought of my feet as a little gross. Over the years you have made me feel less so, but I thought the actual event might not be as good as you fantasized." I said stroking the tip of his penis again and enjoying the instant muscle jerk. "This is actually very fun. You enjoy being so excited with satisfaction hours away?" I asked.

"Yes my Lady." he told me, his voice sounding a bit funny with my arches resting against his lips. I had tied a man's hands to a headboard before, but it was nothing like this. I was feeling powerful and sexual and very very alive. 

"Oh you are so mine." I said and squeezed his nose with my toes. His penis jerked in my hand in response. I took a drink of wine, leaned back and clicked play on the movie.

I tried for fifteen minutes but I couldn't concentrate on the movie, I was too aroused. I thought things over and realized that was perfect. Take care of myself first was also on the list after all. I paused the movie, put my feet on the floor and leaned forward running my hands over that firm chest. 

I looked him in the eye and asked. "So my little slave, how are you doing? Still enjoying yourself?"

"Yes my Lady." he responded instantly; his voice sounded like he was having sex. That raspy strained voice that I've most commonly heard saying quotes like "Oh yes" or "Oh god". 

He grabbed the legs of the footstool, the muscles in his arms and shoulders bulging. 

I stepped around so I was standing above him looking down, my skirt touching the top of his head. I pulled my shoes closer one at a time without looking away and put them back on watching him swallow, his chest rising and falling with short panting breaths.

I don't know exactly when the desire grew, but I wanted this for the entire weekend. Oh not exactly this, but I wanted to be in charge. I had some other ideas for tomorrow, but I wanted tomorrow and I was going to get it. 

"I also realized I never promised to let you orgasm did I?" I said.

His eyes look away from my face and I can see him thinking rapidly. "Oh you don't like that idea do you?"

I leaned over and started running my hands over that lovely smooth chest, resting my weight on the left palm running a finger gently around his right nipple. Both of his nipples have gone very hard and must be super sensitive. I give it a playful pinch feeling his body jerk in response. 

"Well I want to turn this into an entire weekend event.", I said. I straightened up, reach up under my skirt and pulled my panties off. Holding them in my hand I said. "I will let you orgasm after the movie, if you promise to be my slave for the entire weekend."

"Yes my lady. I swear I will be yours for the entire weekend." his response was instant and gratifying. 

I pulled up my skirt and slid forward so I was standing over his face. I took off my panties and put them down beside him on the footstool then carefully sat on his face. Not full weight yet, just getting the position right so his nose was between my wet lips. I had read about this earlier and liked the idea. I slid my body forward until I felt his nose slide inside me. I gasped a little as it passed across the sensitive flesh.

Okay...make sure I stay in charge at all times. "Keep your hands on the legs of the footstool." I ordered "If you need to breath tap my leg, but otherwise do not let go until I tell you that you can." 

I wiggled my hips back and forth a little enjoying the sensation as I wait for his response. I gave his nipple a little twist and said "When I give a command you better respond to me."

"YES My Lady." he said sounding odd with his nose blocked. I leaned forward grabbing his pecs firmly in both hands and covering his mouth with my swollen lips. He was motionless for a brief moment and then began licking. I tilted my head back in pleasure, grinding on him just a little. I gave myself to the moment rocking slowly as he licked and sucked to satisfy my needs. 

I could feel him alternating tongue and suction. It felt wonderful. A minute or two later I heard the sound of air being sucked in past my skin like he was struggling to breath. That sound caused a little, but powerful, vibration inside my vagina and an orgasm hit me hard causing my legs to tighten like a vice on his head. I gripped his chest hard. The sensation was too much, the orgasm too extreme, but I didn't have the muscle strength to straighten my legs. Just as I was thinking I needed to somehow make him stop he did on his own. I felt the orgasm pulse for six or seven breaths more before finally passing. It left me trembling and coated in sweat and I could feel my heart beating rapidly. My feet were again sweaty in the heels.

His hand tapped my leg and realized I was sitting full weight on him and he couldn't breath. "Oh!" I said and pushed down against his chest to help me stand on shaky legs. I took a moment to gather myself and then stepped back so I could look down at him. I smiled and said, "That is something a girl could get used to."

My research earlier had discussed giving a man multiple orgasms in a short period of time. When I walked into the house earlier I was thinking one at the end of the movie, but now I was feeling cocky and thinking two. 

I winked and asked "Would you like to cum now?".

"Oh yes my Lady." he said looking at me all hopeful. I needed to make the rules clear.

"The movie isn't over." I said. "In fact it isn't even half way through and I intend to finish it... properly." Another thing I had learned was the word properly. It could be used to imply anything and I didn't have to have a plan to go with it. "In fact," I said "I got hot and sweaty again just now and I am going to make sure you can't take a breath without smelling me. Are you certain you want to orgasm now? With your arousal satisfied the feet may not be so fun the remainder of the movie?"

He paused, taking a moment to think, and responded "As you wish, my Lady." 

Oh that was a sexy response. Very submissive and bonus points for quoting Princess Bride. Well, here we go.

I swung around straddling his chest and sitting on it so I could see his face. It was still wet so I picked up the panties from beside his head and gently cleaned his face with them. Once done I looked him right in the eyes and said "Open up."

He hesitated, just a moment, and then opened his mouth. I gently fed the panties into his open mouth using the index finger on each hand. They were a satin and lace pair of Victoria's Secret which I had spent the morning aroused in. They fit perfectly, filling without overflowing. If the forum was accurate, taking away his ability not to smell would help get him excited again. I placed my finger over his lips once I was done letting him know they were to remain where I placed them.

None verbal command used; check. I was turning out to be pretty good at this. I stood up and grabbed the bag from beside the couch. I pulled out two lengths of the silk rope and tied both of his wrists to the legs of the footstool. Then I pulled out another handful laying them on the couch. I tied his knees together and walked around the couch my heels clicking on the floor the only noise in the room. I tied his ankles together and then looped another cord around and tied the ankles to the leg of the couch. Lastly I walked back around the couch and used the last length of cord slipping it under the footstool and around his chest. 

I paced around admiring his lovely body tied up and helpless. He squirmed a bit testing the restraints and causing his muscles to flex. 

"Nothing too tight? You okay?" I asked sincerely concerned. 

He tried to respond verbally, but just managed a muffled sound through the panties in his mouth. He fell silent and nodded. Okay...let the anticipation build by stepping away for a minute. I grabbed the wine glass and walked into the kitchen. While there I grabbed a couple dish towels from the cupboard and set them beside the sink for later use. I pulled the open bottle of wine from the refrigerator and struggled to get the cork out so I could refill my glass. Did he put it back in with a hammer? I made a mental note to make sure I didn't require his muscles before tying him up next time.

I had to sit the bottle on the counter and place both thumbs on it pushing at an upward angle, then twist and push again. The cork popped out and flew into the crack between the counter and refrigerator. Guess I would have to finish the bottle. 

I refilled my glass and brought the bottle with me into the living room. I stopping halfway to the couch to truly admire the situation. I had an incredible man, with a great body willingly tied up, literally kissing my feet, and giving me mind blowing orgasms. Possibly the best weekend of my life. What was I thinking possibly? Definitely the best. Why hadn't I done this long ago?

I smiled and walked over sitting the bottle and glass down beside the couch and sat. I reached my right hand across and grabbed his penis firmly. I never took time to really look at it before this. He had a lovely penis. It was nicely shaped, with a excellent girth, respectable length, and very smooth skin. He had obviously trimmed so that the curly red hair was very short above the penis and the penis and balls were smooth and hairless.

I teased the tip again with my thumb watching him jerk against the bonds and moan through the panites. The shaft was slippery with his precum so I gave him a stroke of the hand up across the tip, then down and back up. His back arched, and his muscles went tight as he orgasmed shooting sperm across his belly, chest and beyond his head onto the floor. 

I flinched back, it was startling! You don't understand, this wasn't a little gasp and a collapse his body arched against the restraints like I had hit him with a cattle prod. It was surprising and the adrenaline made me jittery and I began laughing. You know that slightly hysterical laugh you can get after a scare? 

I recovered quickly grabbing his still hard cock and stroking it gently watching him twist as the sensations drove him wild. I kept stroking watching fluids come out slowly now and ignored his attempts to get me to stop. After a few more gentle strokes the hardness faded. I slowly released him and smiled at his utterly relaxed body. Last item on the checklist, take it a little further than he is comfortable with. Double check a plus. 

He was passed out, but breathing smoothly and looked so peaceful. I felt a wave of emotions I didn't understand wash over me. I began breathing in through my nose and out my mouth; holding very still and watching him lay there so vulnerable and trusting. A tear rolled down my cheek. I stood and walked slowly from the room as quietly as possible. 

I sat on the bed with the door open so I could hear his breathing, and the tears fell. It was emotional and energizing and wonderful. I didn't cry long, but it was intense and left me feeling uplifted. I wasn't sad, or upset; just needed to cry. Afterwards I went to the bathroom refreshing my makeup and headed for the kitchen. 

I turned on the warm water and grabbed one of the towels. When the water was hot to the touch I added just enough to get one side wet, but not dripping through then fold the wet inside. Taking both towels I returned to the living room to clean my sleeping slave. 

I started with the upper thighs wiping them with the warm wet cloth, then up around the testicles and penis. Somewhere between the thighs and stomach he woke up and began watching me silently. He looked very happy. 

When I wiped the last from his cheek and forehead with the wet towel I grabbed the dry towel and reversed order making sure everything was dry and clean. Lastly I wiped the bit from the floor.

Then I set the towels to the side, leaned back smiling, kicked off my heels and put my hot toes over his nose aggressively. I would back off if he hated it, but I wanted to force him for at least a couple seconds. Take it a little further than is comfortable worked wonderfully last time so here I went again.

I placed the toes of my right foot up around his nostrils and scrunched a bit as quickly as I could after kicking off the heels. I rotated my left foot so it could sit directly across his mouth with my right foot resting on top. I applied a little pressure on the left foot pushing the head down into the material of the footstool and then it happened....his penis .... well... squirmed would be the most accurate word to describe it. 

I gently took the penis in my left hand and enjoyed the feel of it growing in my lose grip. Looking back at his eyes visible just above my feet I see the desire back there as well. I slide his nose between my big toe and the next one stretching the hose over the his nose. Then slowly squeeze the nostrils together. 

I don't hold it long, just long enough to see him understand his breath was in my control. I released his rock hard shaft and positioned my feet more comfortably. The left stretched out across his chest dangling beside his head, and the right still covering his mouth and nose.

I hit play and finished the bottle of wine by the end of the movie. 

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Weekend Surprise for Rob Pt. 01



Finally, lunch time was here and time to call it an early Friday. It had been a long week and Rob was looking forward to a weekend home with Liz and his son. Desk packed up and ready to go, his phone vibrates in his pocket. Text message from Liz. He opens it and sees an ominous message. "Dropped kid off with my parents, time for an adult weekend. Instructions to follow." Instructions to follow? Sounds fun, but first he had traffic to deal with. 

After what felt like forever, he finally was at his exit...the phone goes off again. Stopping at the light he glances down and sees another message from Liz. "Don't bother with the front door, you aren't welcome. Head to the backyard and don't fuck up your instructions or you will be sorry!!" Now it feels real, flood of emotions. Did he forget something? Is he in trouble? Is this just Liz being her adventurous self? Only one way to find out. As he pulls in the driveway he sees a note on the door. "I told you to forget the front door" it said. "Guess you need a lesson on where the backdoor is. Take this down, ring the doorbell once, and go to the backyard." He rang the doorbell, nothing happened, and off the backyard where another note was on the door. "Don't worry, no one can see you while on the patio, but remove all clothes and keys and put them in the basket. Your next card is at the bottom of the pool. Get it!". He stripped down, glancing around to make sure none of the neighbors were around. He dropped his clothes in the basket and made a bee-line for the pool. Wading in he was knocked back in the transition from the 97 degree Texas heat and the roughly 80 degree pool water, shocking every inch of skin awake. He dove down, got the note, and hurried back to the patio. With no towel, he decided to just huddle up to house...but the basket was gone. 

Opening the note he reads "Glad you are rinsed off. Unfortunately I think the backdoor just broke as I stole your clothes. Without a key for the front door, perhaps the garage door will work". His heart skipped. Their garage faced the street! There was a keypad on it, but is he really supposed to run around out front in the buff? What the hell, he thought. Neighbors are still at work and children should be in school. Gathering himself he slinked around the corner and then made a mad dash through the gate, around the front of the house and typed in the PIN to the garage. He never noticed how slowly the door opened, as he stood there soaking wet and trying to cover as much of himself as he could. A few seconds, that felt like minutes, later he was in the garage and closing it behind him. WHEW, glad to have that over with. 

Hanging on the doorknob was a blindfold and a note attached above it. "You will put this on and then make your way inside. On the kitchen island there are three identical boxes with three different contents. Find your way to the island, grab a box, and then maneuver your pathetic ass upstairs. Timer starts when the door opens, and the number of seconds it takes you to be in our bedroom will come into play. Good luck". Rob took a few deep breaths, realizing this isn't a punishment but a game, and placed the blindfold over his eyes. He ran through the layout of the house in his mind before even touching the doorknob. Giving himself a mental countdown, he threw the door open and shuffled inside. 

The blast of cold, 72 degree air-conditioned air hit his still dripping skin like a wall and knocked his mind off track. He gathered his mind and knew the island was straight ahead, so that was easy. He felt around on the island and the first cardboard box he found he grabbed and pivoted to his right. The doorway is a few feet this way, he thought. He shuffled that direction, hoping he didn't catch the cabinet and that Liz hadn't booby trapped the path. Through the doorway, into the entryway he felt wood turn to tile, then to carpet. He knew he was almost to the stairs. Reaching out with his hand, he felt the handrail. He moved around it, and carefully began his way up the stairs. He hit the first landing and skillfully made his way around and up the second grouping of stairs. Success, he was at the top of the stairs. All that remained was making his way down a straight hallway and then a quick right into the bedroom. 

As he reached the end of the hallway, he put his right hand out to find the doorway...instead he found the door. Frantically he pawed for the doorknob, found it, and let himself in. "Welcome home honey" he heard as he opened the door. "Took you long enough, no trouble I hope. You did much better than I expected, that was only 48 seconds from the time I heard the door open. Now let's see what you brought me, but no peeking for you!". He held the box out for her to have. He heard some rustling and a "oh, good. I was hoping this would be the box you chose...since I put it closest to the door." and with that he felt a hand brush down his cheek. The unexpected touch caused a small recoil, to which Liz giggled and whispered "if that makes you jump, this is going to be a fun weekend."

To be continued...



Weekend Surprises



I was at work, sitting at my desk. I was working on the computer, filling in some meaningless spreadsheet, bored as hell. The phone rang, and I answered.

"Hello, is Bert there?" I heard the sweet voice, and I knew it was Candy. Her name is Candice, but she liked me to call her Candy.

I had met her six months ago. She's a nude dancer, and she works at the Flamingo lounge. She's 22 years old, about 5' 8" tall, with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. She looks something like Marsha Brady or Jennifer Anniston. She has small round orange shaped breasts with tiny nipples that fold in. They can be coaxed out, but it's a lot of work. 

She had just started working at the Flamingo, and she was wearing a bra under her lingerie. I bought her a couple of drinks, and we talked. I told her she might make more money if she didn't wear the bra. She thought that was a good idea, and took the bra off. She asked me for my phone number, and pulled out an address book. I was surprised. No dancer had ever asked me for my phone number before. I gave her my work number, and told her I'd hope I'd see her again.

Candy called me at work every three or four weeks. I looked forward to her calls, although she usually just asked me to come over to the lounge and sit with her. After she called me a couple of times, I decided to tell her yes, I would meet her at the lounge. I left work early, and drove over. I bought her a few drinks, and she kissed me and fondled my cock while I fondled her breasts. I had a good time with Candy.

One day a couple of months later, Candy called me and asked me if I wanted to meet her and her friend Nicci after they got off work. I had met Nicci the week before at the lounge, and I thought, why not, so I told her sure, I'd meet them at 7:30. Nicci was an older brunette, with floppy breasts and large sensitive nipples. She had told me that she hadn't been fucked in over a year, and that she wished I could fuck her. I thought that she was just saying that to arouse me, but now it looked like I might get the chance. I got to the lounge at 7:15, and Nicci sat by me. She told me that Candy was getting worried that I wouldn't show up. A couple of minutes later, Candy came by to say hi. I told them I was saving my money for them, and they could meet me at an adult bookstore on the corner. I left the lounge, and went to the bookstore to wait for them. They came in about 20 minutes later, and we walked over to the parking garage and to my car. 

We drove to a motel, got a room, and went in. I brought some condoms and baby oil with me. I also brought some rope and a pair of handcuffs, in case I could get them interested in tying me up. They were a little nervous about that. I had them undress and sit on the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette while I watched from a chair. After they finished their cigarette, I got on the bed with them. We kissed, and they both tried to masturbate me while I fondled their breasts and nipples.

I asked Nicci if she wanted to fuck me, and she said "Sure".

Nicci got a condom, put it on my cock, and jumped on. I asked Candy to sit on my face while Nicci fucked me. They kissed and bounced on top of me while I sucked on Candy's blonde pussy. I'd never had sex with two women at the same time like this before, and I was happy they did this for me. After about 30 minutes Candy was anxious to leave, so I took them home. 

I'd visited Candy at the lounge a few more times after that, usually because she called. She was a good kisser, and as she got to know me, she got better at kissing me. I tried to talk about my bondage fantasies, but she wasn't very interested in hearing them. I met other dancers at the lounge that were more interested in my bondage fantasies, but they worked odd schedules and weren't at the lounge many times when I visited.

I was glad Candy had called. I answered, "Hello Candy, this is Bert." 

"Hi, how you're doin'?" 

"Fine, how about you?" 

"Good. Would you like to get together?" 

It had been about a month since I'd been to the lounge. "Sure, do you have anywhere in mind, Candy?" 

"How about my place?" 

I was surprised. Last time I'd had to get a hotel room. "Sure. How much do you want?" 

"How long do you want to be with me, Bert?" 

"A couple of hours." 

"Ok, $180." 

"That sounds fair." 

"Bert, could you bring the rope, handcuffs, and whatever else you have. I think I'm interested in trying to tie you up this time. Would you like that?" 

I was surprised again. I wondered if she was serious. "Yes Candy, I'd like that. What's your address?" She gave me her address, and I wrote it down. "I'll be there in a couple of hours." "Ok, I'll see you then." 

I hung up, finished up the spreadsheet, and left work early. Thank goodness it was a Friday afternoon, and others in the office had already left early for the weekend. I stopped at the ATM, and got $260. I wanted to give her a nice tip if we spent two hours together. I stopped at the drugstore to get some condoms and baby oil. It took an hour to drive to her place. I found a spot up the street and parked. I was lucky that I'd had the rope and handcuffs already in the car.

I got my stuff together, and walked back to her house. I walked up the steps on the porch, and knocked on the door. Candy answered the door, and kissed me. She was wearing a tee shirt and some shorts. She was barefoot, and didn't have any makeup on. I liked the way she looked better without all the makeup. She let me into the living room, and I gave her $180. She walked into the dining room, put the money away, and came back into the living room. She led me up the stairs to her bedroom. 

She closed the door behind me, and said, "Where's the bondage stuff". 

I opened the toolbox and put out the rope, handcuffs, condoms, and baby oil on her dresser. She peeled off her shirt and shorts. She was naked, and she looked lovely. She was standing in the light that was coming through the window shade, and she glowed. 

"Well, what are you waiting for? Get your clothes off and let's get started." 

I sat down on a large upholstered chair, and took off my shoes and socks. Candy had lit a cigarette, and was smoking while I undressed. I stood up, took off my shirt and pants, and put them on the chair. I took off my underwear, and put it on top of the clothes. I turned around, and kissed Candy. I put my arm around her, and we were walking towards the bed, when I heard a voice behind me say, "Well, aren't you the cutest couple."

I was startled. I had no idea anyone else was in the room. It took me a few seconds to remember the voice, and then I realized who it was. I turned around, and saw Melissa standing in the doorway. She was wearing a nice red blouse and matching knee length skirt. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Even in the subdued light I could see her nipples poking through the fabric of the blouse. Melissa is another dancer that I'd met at the lounge. She's 22 years old, and about 5' 7" tall with short brown hair and brown eyes. She has torpedo shaped firm breasts, and even without the bra they stood out without sagging. She has large sensitive nipples that I had sucked on when I'd bought her drinks. I suspected she wasn't wearing panties. She had on a pair of red stockings with red pumps. She had her hands on her hips. 

Melissa spoke again. "Well Bert, were you bullshitting me when you told me all about your bondage fantasies, or do you want Candy and I to dominate you?" 

I thought for a second, and answered, "Yes Melissa, I want you to dominate me. But I only brought enough money to pay Candy. I didn't know you were going to be here." 

Melissa glared at me. "Just answer the questions I ask. Do you want to be dominated by Candy and I?" 

"Yes Melissa, I want you and Candy to dominate me." 

"Very well. You will refer to us as Mistress Melissa and Mistress Candy. You must obey every command we give without question. If you hesitate, we're going to stop and send you home. Do you understand?" 

I answered meekly, "Yes, Mistress Melissa". 

Mistress Melissa took her hands off her hips. "Put your hands behind your back." 

I put my hands behind my back. Mistress Candy walked over to the dresser, put the cigarette down, and brought back the handcuffs and rope. She handcuffed my wrists behind my back. 

She stepped in front of me, and said, "Open your legs". 

I did, and she tied a rope to the base of my cock behind my balls. When she was done, she said, "Kneel". 

I knelt down, and I felt her tie my ankles together, and tie the end of the rope to the handcuff chain. My wrists were pulled away from my back. 

Mistress Melissa walked over in front of me. My eyes were waist height, and I decided that it would be best just to look down at her feet. I heard steps around me, and knew Mistress Candy was walking around the room. I was wondering what they wanted me to do. I knew that Mistress Melissa wasn't kidding. I had to obey them no matter what they commanded. I'd hoped that I could do whatever they wanted me to do. I had shared many bondage and domination fantasies with both of them in the lounge. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Look at me". 

I looked up. From down on the floor, her breasts looked huge and menacing, hanging over me. I saw that she had my wallet. I watched as Mistress Melissa took the remaining $80 from my wallet, a platinum credit card, and my driver's license. She put the money and cards in her blouse pocket, and tossed the wallet on the dresser. I gulped, and realized that this was serious. I had no idea what these women were going to do to me. I decided to stay calm, and try to enjoy the domination as much as possible. If they were going to hurt me, there wasn't much I could do to stop it while I was bound.

Mistress Melissa walked over to the dresser, got a cigarette, and lit it. She walked back to me, bent over, and pulled the rope tied to my cock between my legs. She yanked on it hard, and it pulled on my cock. It hurt. I heard Mistress Melissa walk behind me. 

Mistress Candy sat down on the floor in front of me. She had a pillow, cigarettes, a lighter, and an ashtray. I felt the rope tied to my cock get taut. 

I heard Mistress Melissa speak behind me. "You told me that you get hard watching a naked woman smoke. Candy wants to see if that's true. She'll lie down in front of you and smoke. As long as you stay hard, she'll be happy. But if you get soft, her feelings are going to be hurt. If you hurt her feelings, I'm going to hurt your cock." She gave the rope a strong yank. "Do you understand?" 

I answered meekly, "Yes, Mistress Melissa". 

Mistress Candy lit a cigarette, and took a puff. She blew the smoke in my face, and lay down in front of me. She wrapped her legs around my legs, and pulled the pillow under her head. She took a puff from her cigarette every minute or so, as I stared at her. Lying on the floor, her small breasts had completely sunk into her chest. Her nipples weren't even hard. Her pussy was nice to look at, with her fine blonde hair.

I was hard at first, but as time passed, it was difficult to stay aroused. I enjoyed watching Mistress Candy smoke, but it wasn't arousing me. Sometime before the end of the first cigarette I got soft, and I felt Mistress Melissa yank on the rope a few times. The yanking, although it hurt, got me hard again. Mistress Candy finished her first cigarette. She sat up to light another, and blew smoke in my face before she lay down. I got soft twice while Mistress Candy smoked the second cigarette, and each time Mistress Melissa yanked on the rope to get me hard again. I noticed that Mistress Candy waved her left hand to signal to Mistress Melissa to yank on the rope. By the end of the third cigarette, Mistress Melissa was yanking on the rope almost constantly.

After Mistress Candy put out the cigarette, I heard Mistress Melissa speak. "You liar. You couldn't stay hard watching Candy smoke naked. You hurt her feelings. Apologize to her now." 

I looked into Mistress Candy's face and answered, "I'm sorry Mistress Candy. I couldn't stay hard watching you smoke. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" 

Mistress Candy sat up, and pulled me down into her stomach. I went forward, and my legs went up in the air. I almost fell on my face, but Mistress Candy kept me from hitting the floor. When she wiggled her pussy into my face, she didn't have to tell me what she wanted. I licked around her pussy lips, and they were already wet. I found her clit and sucked. I could feel Mistress Melissa tugging on the rope, and that made me lick and suck even harder. I licked and sucked Mistress Candy to three orgasms (I think), and she pushed herself away from me, and rested. 

It took both of them to get me back on my knees, which were getting sore. Mistress Melissa stepped in front of me, and I looked up at her. She pulled up her skirt, and let it drop. Now I knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Mistress Candy got a cigarette from the dresser, lit it, and sat on the bed watching me. Mistress Melissa walked over to a large upholstered chair that was a few feet in front of me, and sat down. She sat on the edge of the chair, leaning back. "Would you like to eat my pussy?" 


I answered, "Yes Mistress Melissa". 

Mistress Melissa pulled up her skirt, and said, "Crawl over here, and eat me."

I crawled over to her. With my ankles tied together I could only move an inch at a time. After I crawled about a foot, I felt the rope pulling on my cock. I looked behind me, and saw that the other end of the rope was tied to another chair. I realized I was going to have to drag that large chair two feet over carpet with my cock if I wanted to eat Mistress Melissa's pussy. It took about ten minutes, but I finally crawled over to her, and licked and sucked on her pussy. She was very wet, and she pushed me away from her after she had four orgasms (I think). 

Mistress Candy walked over to me, and untied the rope from the handcuff chain and my ankles. "Stand up", she commanded.

I had a little trouble getting up with my wrists handcuffed behind my back, but I stood up and faced Mistress Melissa. My knees were sore, and I was glad to be off them. Mistress Candy got a cigarette for Mistress Melissa, and lit it. I looked at Mistress Melissa, and waited.

Mistress Melissa took a few drags from the cigarette, slapped my cock a few times until it was hard, and said, "You've been a good slave so far. Sit down on the bed."

I walked over to the bed and sat down on the side.

"Slide back."

I slid back until my legs were on the bed as well. Mistress Candy walked over to the bed and sat in my lap, and kissed me. She moved her hands all over my arms, shoulders, and back, while I sat there with my hands handcuffed behind my back. My cock was pressed hard against the outside of her warm pussy. We kissed for about ten minutes, until I heard Mistress Melissa say, "That's enough".

Mistress Candy got up, and after all that kissing, licking, and sucking I was thirsty. I looked up, and watched as Mistress Candy left the room. She returned with two glasses of water, and handed one to Mistress Melissa. They stood in front of me and drank about half the glass, and came and sat next to me on the bed. Mistress Melissa held the glass under my mouth, and said, "Drink".

I put my lips on the glass, but Mistress Melissa didn't move it. I tried to stick my tongue into the glass but the water was too far down, and I couldn't get any. After a couple of minutes Mistress Melissa pulled the glass away, and I wondered how they were going to tease me next. 

Mistress Candy got up and left the room. She returned with a cereal bowl. She put the bowl on the floor, and poured the remainder of the water from her glass into the bowl. Mistress Melissa got up, and poured the remainder of the water from her glass into the bowl. She sat down in the chair and said, "Come over here and drink".

I got up from the bed, walked over to the bowl, knelt down in front of the bowl and rolled onto my left side. I sipped from the bowl, until I had drank about 2/3 of it. I licked the rest of the water with my tongue until I had finished most of it.

Mistress Candy picked up the bowl and put it up on the dresser. She sat down on the bed. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Stand up and look at me".

I got up and looked over at Mistress Melissa sitting in the chair. Mistress Candy walked over to the dresser, got a cigarette, and lit it. She walked back to me, bent over, and yanked hard on the rope tied to my cock between my legs. I heard Mistress Candy walk behind me. 

Mistress Melissa pulled the credit card and license from her blouse pocket. She must have put the cash somewhere else, because it wasn't in her pocket. "My services have already cost you an extra $100. I'm curious if you'll stay hard watching me smoke. I know you think I'm more attractive than Candy. I'm not naked, but for another $100 I'll take off my blouse, and we can find out. Do you want to spend the extra $100?" 

I replied meekly, "Yes Mistress Melissa, please remove your blouse." 

Mistress Melissa stood up and removed her blouse. She sat down and lit a cigarette. She took a drag and stared at my face and my cock. I was aroused, and I stayed hard through the first two cigarettes she smoked. Her torpedo breasts were enjoyable to look at, and I just had to think about what she had done to me to stay hard. On the third cigarette I softened. I saw Mistress Melissa wave her left hand, and sure enough Mistress Candy yanked on the rope. She yanked pretty hard, and it was all I could do to keep from losing my balance. 

After Mistress Melissa finished the cigarette, she reached over to the phone on the desk. She dialed a number, put the receiver to her ear, and after a couple of minutes said, "Yes, I'd like to order 5 satin teddies, one blue, one red, and three black." She gave them the credit card number, the billing address from my license, and the shipping address. I guess the shipping address was her apartment. She repeated the total, which was $220. After she said thanks and hung up, she tossed the credit card and my license on the dresser. She said, "Go sit on the bed".

I walked over and sat on the bed. Mistress Candy came over with a leather blindfold. She put it on over my eyes, and I couldn't see. I felt someone unlock the handcuffs from behind my back. I heard Mistress Melissa say, "Lay down".

I lay down on my back. I felt someone pulling up on my arms, and I felt the handcuffs being locked on my wrists again. I knew my wrists had been locked through the headboard of the bed. I felt myself being slid around on the bed, and I felt the rope around my cock being pulled. I felt my ankles being tied together. A couple of minutes passed before I felt a nipple pressing against my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked. I could tell it was Mistress Melissa's nipple.

I could feel hands rubbing on my body, and someone would slap my cock every once in a while when it got soft. I sucked on Mistress Melissa and Mistress Candy's nipples and licked their pussies. I couldn't tell them apart. I heard them kissing each other, and I kept licking and sucking on whatever they put in my mouth. Finally, after a long time, I felt someone unlock the blindfold. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy. I looked around, but I didn't see Mistress Melissa. 

"Melissa left ten minutes ago. She told me I could keep you tied up and play with you for as long as I wanted. I'd never done anything like this before, but with Melissa directing everything, it was easy. I found out that I got pretty wet watching you obey us."

Mistress Candy sat on my lower chest and lit a cigarette. I lay there and watched her smoke the cigarette. When she was finished, she held the handcuff key in front of my face. "Melissa told me I should make you earn this." 




Weekend Surprises



Mistress Candy got up on her knees, and pushed the handcuff key up into her pussy. She bent over and kissed me for a couple of minutes. She turned around and straddled my face with her pussy. I licked her pussy and sucked on her clit while she had three orgasms. She fell forward and rested for a few minutes. I heard Mistress Candy ask, "Did you get the key?" 

"No Mistress Candy, I didn't." 

"Well, you'll just have to try again." She climbed back on my face, and I licked and sucked her to two more orgasms. She fell forward and rested for about fifteen minutes. Again I heard Mistress Candy ask, "Did you get the key?" 

"No Mistress, I didn't." 

"As much as I'd like you to try again, my pussy's sore." She sat up on my lower chest, and lit another cigarette. She took a couple of puffs, and said, "You bastard. You stayed much harder watching Melissa smoke than you did watching me. You're going to stay handcuffed to the bed until you lick the key out of my pussy."

Mistress Candy slid back until her ass was pushing against my cock. "You must be horny. You're hard watching even me smoke." She wiggled her ass up and down on my cock a few times. After she finished the cigarette, she bent over and kissed me for a few minutes. She sat up again and said, "You poor baby. You've been here two hours and you haven't touched my breasts once." 

Mistress Candy cupped her breasts with her hands and played with her nipples. She even made one of them pop out. She leaned over my head until I could feel her breast in my right hand. I fondled her breast and nipple until she pulled it away. She teased me for a while by putting her breast in my hand and pulling it away. 

When Mistress Candy was tired of teasing me, she sat on my lower chest and lit another cigarette. I watched her as she smoked and wiggled her ass against my cock. When she finished the cigarette she got up and said, "I have to go now. I'll see you later." She got up and left the room.

I lay on the bed and watched it get dark outside. At least I didn't need to go to the bathroom. My jaw was a little sore from all the licking and sucking, but otherwise I was okay. I couldn't move much, so I knew that my arm and leg muscles were sore. I knew that I was stuck until Mistress Candy untied me. At least it was Friday, and no one was expecting me until I had to be back at work Monday morning. After what seemed to be a couple of hours, I heard a light switch. I looked over, and saw Mistress Candy turning on a lamp. She was still naked.

Mistress Candy came over to the bed, sat on my lower chest, and lit a cigarette. I felt her ass rubbing against my cock, which was rather soft. In spite of myself, I got hard again. "Good. I'm glad you still enjoy watching me smoke naked." After she finished the cigarette, she turned around and straddled my face with her pussy. I licked her pussy and sucked on her clit. She had several orgasms and she giggled when I hadn't fished the key out her pussy. She got up, turned off the light, and left the room. 

I must have fell asleep because I was startled when the light went on again. Mistress Candy was there; along with Mistress Melissa and two other women I didn't know. Mistress Candy was still naked, while Mistress Melissa and the other two women were wearing a tee shirt and shorts. None of them were wearing bras.

Mistress Melissa spoke. "Good. You didn't pee on the bed. We decided that we like having a slave, and we're going to hang on to you for a while. We're going to untie you and let you go to the bathroom. After that we're going to tie you to the bed again. If you give us any trouble, we're going to beat the shit out of you. Do you understand?" 

I replied hoarsely, "Yes Mistress Melissa". 

Mistress Candy walked over to the bed and untied my ankles. Mistress Melissa unlocked the handcuffs from my wrists. I wiggled around a little, and I knew all my muscles were sore. I tried to stand up, and I fell to the floor. I crawled to the door. As I went through the door I heard Mistress Candy say, "First door to the right."

Feeling a little better, I stood up, walked into the bathroom, and peed. I was hungry. I had no idea what time it was, but I knew it was the middle of the night. At least I didn't have to shit. I took a couple of sips of water from the sink. I didn't want to drink a lot; I had no idea when I might get to go to the bathroom again. I stretched my muscles for a couple of minutes before I went back into the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom, and heard Mistress Melissa command, "Put your arms behind your back." I did, and Mistress Candy locked the handcuffs to my wrists. I could feel her reach down and get the rope tied to my cock. Mistress Melissa spoke again. "Slave, this is Gloria and Harriet. They are also your Mistresses." I looked at Mistress Gloria and Mistress Harriet. Mistress Gloria was about 5' 10" tall, with shoulder length brunette hair and brown eyes. Her breasts looked like large cantaloupes. Mistress Harriet was about 5' 4" tall with long black hair and brown eyes. Her breasts looked like grapefruit. I wondered what Mistress Melissa had planned. 

Mistress Melissa continued speaking. "Gloria wants to see you get hard watching her smoke. Move over to the chair." I walked over to the front of the chair. I felt the rope tied to my cock get taut. Mistress Gloria pulled off her tee shirt and shorts. She walked over to the dresser, and got the cigarettes and lighter. She sat down in the chair, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. Her nipples were the size of my little finger, and she had nice large round breasts. My cock sprang to life, and Mistress Gloria giggled. I stayed hard through the first two cigarettes she smoked. Her breasts were enjoyable to look at, and I kept thinking about what these women might do to me to stay hard. On the third cigarette I softened. I saw Mistress Gloria wave her left hand, and sure enough Mistress Candy yanked on the rope. 

After Mistress Gloria finished her cigarette, she got up and kissed me. She kissed me for several minutes, running her hands over my arms and back. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Pick up that chair and move it by the foot of the bed. Stand at the foot of the bed facing away from the bed."

I walked over to the chair and turned around. With my hands bound behind my back I couldn't pick up the chair, but I could drag the chair over to the bed. I stood facing away from the bed.

Mistress Candy came over to me. She was carrying a black cat-o-nine tails whip. She pulled the cock rope between my legs, gave it a tug, and sat down. I watched Mistress Candy watch me as I heard giggling behind me on the bed. I heard kissing and moaning, and I suspected the Mistresses were having sex on the bed behind me. I dared not turn around and look, as I knew that Mistress Candy would start whipping me if I did. Every couple of minutes someone would yank on the rope. My cock hurt. After a while I felt someone rubbing her hands on my back and bottom. It aroused me a little, but then the rubbing stopped. 

I saw Mistress Harriet come over to the chair and whisper something into Mistress Candy's ear. Mistress Candy got up and walked over to the dresser. Mistress Harriet sat in the chair and lit a cigarette. She took a drag, and Mistress Candy came back with one of her bras. She draped the bra over my cock, and stepped back.

Mistress Harriet spoke. "It's my turn to see how long you can stay hard. When you let that bra drop, I'm going to whip you until you pick it up again."

I looked at Mistress Harriet. She had round breasts with dark, almost black nipples. I leaned back a little to help my cock hold up the bra. The first cigarette was no problem, but on the second, I felt myself getting soft. I thought about Mistress Harriet whipping me, and I got hard again. Sometime during the third cigarette I got soft, and let the bra fall to the floor. Mistress Harriet hit my legs, chest and cock with the whip, and she kept hitting me until I could bend down to the floor, pick up the bra, and stand up again.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Sit down on the bed".

I sat down, and the Mistresses blindfolded me and bound me to the bed. I felt nipples and pussies pressed against my lips, and I licked and sucked for a long, long time. I gave up trying to guess which Mistress I was pleasing. I was tired and not very aroused. The Mistresses left my cock alone, except to slap it every once in a while. My jaw was feeling very sore when I felt someone unbuckle the blindfold. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy. I looked around the room, and saw Mistress Harriet standing by the bed. 

Mistress Candy spoke. "Melissa and Gloria have already left. Harriet wants to show you something before she leaves."

Mistress Harriet peeled a banana, and pushed the banana into her pussy. When it was completely in, she reached over to the bed, picked up a pair of panties, and put them on. She bent over me, kissed me, and left the room.

Mistress Candy climbed on my lower chest and lit a cigarette. I lay there and watched her smoke the cigarette. When she finished, she dropped her pussy on my face and had me try to fish the handcuff key from her pussy. After a few orgasms, she got up, turned off the light, and closed the door.

I know I fell asleep because I was startled at how bright the room was when I woke up. My muscles were stiff and very sore, and I didn't know how much longer I could take this torment. I hoped it was still Saturday. I wasn't sure whether it was morning or afternoon.

Mistress Harriet came into the room. She was naked except for the panties she had put on the night before. "Good morning slave. Did you sleep well?" 

"Yes Mistress Harriet, I did." 

Mistress Harriet pulled her panties off, and climbed on the bed. She turned around and straddled my face with her pussy. At least my jaw wasn't sore now. I licked her pussy and she pushed. The banana came out into my mouth. It was very soft and hot, and I realized that she had slept with it in her pussy. I hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday, and I was hungry. I ate the banana as fast as I could, but Mistress Harriet was pushing it even faster, and I almost choked on mashed banana. After I finished eating the banana, I saw that her pussy was dripping. I licked for a couple of minutes until the dripping stopped, and I sucked on her clit. Banana and pussy juice for breakfast made me feel a lot better. I licked and sucked her to three orgasms. She fell forward to rest.

I looked around the room, and saw that Mistress Melissa, Mistress Gloria, and Mistress Candy were watching. They were naked as well. 

Mistress Melissa spoke. "Good. You didn't pee on the bed. We're going to untie you and let you go to the bathroom. After that, we're going to tie you up again. Don't give us any trouble."

Mistress Candy and Mistress Harriet untied me from the bed. I wiggled around a little, and I knew all my muscles were sore. I took my time getting up. After a couple of minutes I walked slowly to the door. I walked into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. I peed, and tried to shit. After a couple of minutes I gave up. I stood up and took a couple of sips of water from the sink. I stretched for a few minutes before I went back into the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom, and heard Mistress Melissa command, "Put your arms out in front of you."

I did, and Mistress Candy locked the handcuffs to my wrists.

Mistress Melissa continued, "You are going to make us all breakfast. Don't even think about nibbling on anything; Harriet will feed you later. Now get downstairs and start making pancakes and bacon."

I turned around, and went down the stairs. I hadn't really seen the lower floor of the house, but I didn't have too much trouble finding the kitchen. I looked around and found the pans, plates, and silverware. I decided to set the table before I started cooking. As I brought the plates to the table, I saw that the Mistresses had already seated themselves. I brought out the silverware and pancake syrup, and returned to the kitchen to cook the pancakes. I found I could reach everything even though my wrists were handcuffed together. After I made the pancakes, I fried the bacon. It was a little tricky to fry the bacon, being naked, but I survived.

I brought the bacon out first, followed by the orange juice and the pancakes. I stood by Mistress Harriet and watched while they ate. When they finished eating, they got up and left the room. I cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher, and started it. As I was cleaning up the kitchen, Mistress Melissa came in. "The kitchen looks nice. We're in the living room. When you're done in here, bring us four glasses of ice water." She left, and I finished cleaning up the kitchen. 

I got some ice from the freezer, and made four glasses of ice water. I found a dinner plate, and carried the water out to the living room on the plate. I bent down to put the plate on the coffee table, and the Mistresses picked up their glasses.

Mistress Gloria said, "Come over here by me."

I walked over to her, and she untied the rope from around my cock. She picked up the glass of ice water, took a couple of sips, and submerged my cock. I was shocked, but I didn't move. Once my cock had shriveled up, Mistress Gloria removed the glass, and put a leather sheath on my cock. The leather straps wrapped around the base of my cock, the balls, and the beginning of the shaft. The remainder of the shaft was exposed. She attached a ten-foot length of chain to the sheath with a small padlock. The lock not only locked the chain to the sheath, but also locked the sheath on my cock. I found that as my cock warmed up again, the tightness of the sheath made me get hard.

Mistress Gloria said, "There, that looks better. I love to see a hard cock. Now get me another glass of ice water." I picked up the plate and Mistress Gloria's ice water, and returned to the kitchen. The chain was long enough and heavy enough that I felt it tugging on my cock as I walked.

I returned to the living room with Mistress Gloria's glass of ice water, and set it down on the coffee table by her. She picked it up, took a few sips, and put it down. She looked at me, and said, "Slave, we're going in the backyard to get some sun."

Mistress Gloria picked up the chain, stood up, and went out the back door. I followed her outside. It was hot, well into the afternoon, probably close to 100 degrees. There was some shrubbery along the sides of the yard for privacy, but no trees. You could see into the back yard from the upper floor of several of the surrounding houses. We walked about ten feet past the back door when I heard Mistress Gloria command, "Go into the shed, and bring back four loungers."

I walked into the shed, found the loungers, and brought them out into the yard. I set them up in a row, facing the sun.

"Now go get a hammer and tent stake."

I went back into the shed, and found a hammer. I had to look around for a few minutes before I finally found an eighteen-inch metal tent stake. When I returned, the other Mistresses had come out into the yard, and they were lying on the loungers.

Mistress Gloria picked out a spot in the yard about three feet away from her lounger, measured out about eight feet of my cock chain, and said, "Hammer the stake into the ground through this chain link." It took me a couple of minutes to hammer the stake into the ground through the chain. I was sweating when I was finished. By now, Mistress Gloria was lying on her recliner as well.

Mistress Melissa commanded "Come over here and put sunscreen on me." 

Mistress Melissa was the farthest away from where I was staked, and the chain was almost taut as I stood by her side. She was laying on her back, so I applied the sunscreen to her neck, arms, back, and legs. I enjoyed rubbing sunscreen onto her firm bottom. She turned around. I started with her legs and worked up her body. I stopped to finger her pussy for a couple of minutes. She didn't stop me, but she didn't seem to care, so I moved up her body. I took a few minutes to rub her firm torpedo shaped breasts, which had sunk into her chest somewhat. I finished with her arms and face.

Almost as soon as I finished with Mistress Melissa, Mistress Candy commanded me to put sunscreen on her. After I finished putting sunscreen on Mistress Candy I put sunscreen on Mistress Gloria. I spent several minutes rubbing sunscreen on her large round soft breasts.

Mistress Harriet was the farthest away on the other side from where I was staked, and the chain was almost taut as I stood by her side. She was the darkest of the Mistresses, and her sunscreen had the lowest SPF value.

When I had finished with Mistress Harriet, I returned to where I had staked myself to the ground. I was dripping sweat from the heat and the exertion, and I wondered what was next. 

Mistress Melissa sat up and said, "You'd better put some sunscreen on yourself. We're going to be out here for a few hours." She pointed to her right, and I saw a bottle of sunscreen standing up in the grass near the house. 

I walked over to the bottle of sunscreen, but the chain stopped me about four feet before I got to it. I got down on the ground and reached for the sunscreen, but it was still a foot away from my hand. I remembered the hammer. I got up and walked back to the stake, looking for it. I heard Mistress Gloria say, "Are you looking for this?" 

I looked up, and saw she had the hammer in her hand. I replied meekly, "Yes Mistress Gloria, I was looking for the hammer to reach the sunscreen." 

Mistress Gloria laughed and replied, "Too bad", and tossed the hammer into the yard in front of her, far out of my reach.

I walked back to the stake and lay down, dripping with sweat, and tried to remember to turn over every few minutes. I would glance over at the Mistresses, and they would be lying on their back or stomach, maybe smoking a cigarette, sipping their ice water, or daubing themselves with a towel. I enjoyed looking at them, but I was concerned. I was beginning to think we would be out all afternoon, and I'd turn red as a lobster. Maybe that was their plan. It seemed like they were teasing me by putting my sunscreen where I couldn't reach it. I guessed if I tried to get one of Mistresses' sunscreen, she'd just toss it in the yard like Mistress Gloria did with the hammer. After I was sunburned, I'd be real easy to torment. 

I think I'd been lying on the grass for maybe 30 minutes when Mistress Candy sat up and tossed me a towel, and said, "Get the sunscreen". I walked over to the sunscreen, lay down on the ground, and using the towel, was able to drag the sunscreen over to where I could reach it after a few minutes.

I shook the dirt out of the towel, walked back to the stake, and Mistress Candy commanded, "Give me the towel".

I brought the towel to Mistress Candy, and sat down by the stake to put the sunscreen on. With my wrists cuffed in front of me, I could only put the sunscreen on my legs, face, and chest. After I finished, I lay down on my back and waited. The cock sheath kept my cock hard and standing up like a flagpole.

A couple more hours passed, and the Mistresses were still sunning themselves. There was no shade anywhere near where I was staked, and wouldn't be for another few hours. The sunscreen had kept me from getting burned, but my perspiration was turning me pink and keeping me uncomfortable. The Mistresses had a towel to wipe themselves, but I didn't. Lying on the ground naked was no fun either. I tried to keep still, but the grass or insects kept me wiggling around. I was very thirsty. It was boring just lying there.

I thought about how I had gotten into this, but I really wasn't sorry. These women had more than fulfilled my submissive and bondage fantasies. I was starting to fall asleep when I heard Mistress Melissa speak. "Pull that stake out, and put the lounges away in the shed."




Weekend Surprises



I stood up, and bent over to pull the stake out of the ground. It took a few minutes to get it started, and after another couple of minutes I had the stake out of the ground. I put the stake and the hammer away in the shed, and the lounges. When I got to the house, Mistress Harriet was waiting for me. She hosed me off, and said, "Wait till you dry before coming in the house".

I stood for a few minutes in the sun until I started to sweat, and I went into the house.

I walked into the house, and heard Mistress Melissa command; "It's time for dinner. Start making hot dogs." I went into the kitchen. I brought the plates to the table. I brought out the silverware and condiments next, and I boiled the water for the hot dogs. I didn't know how many to cook, so I decided to make six.

While the water was boiling, I looked in the refrigerator and cupboard for a side dish. I threw the hot dogs in the boiling water, and found some potato chips. I brought a bowl of potato chips out first, some soda, and the hot dogs. I stood by Mistress Harriet and watched them eat. When they finished eating, they got up. Mistress Harriet took a hot dog, put it in her pussy, and left the room with the other Mistresses. I cleared the table, unloaded the dishwasher, loaded, and started it. After I cleaned up the kitchen, I went into the living room. I was a little pink from being outside all afternoon, but I hadn't burned. 

Mistress Harriet was sitting in a chair by the door, while the other Mistresses were sitting on the sofa. They were laughing and enjoying a cigarette. When I was in front of the coffee table, Mistress Gloria commanded, "Kneel".

I knelt, and Mistress Gloria got up, walked over to me, picked up the chain, and locked it to the handle of a red wagon. She locked it so the handle was about a foot behind my ass. She put the rest of the chain in the wagon, and sat down in the wagon. She said, "Your dinner is across the room. Go get it."

Mistress Harriet was lounging in a chair across the room, her legs spread wide. I tried to crawl over to her, but I could not move the wagon. Mistress Gloria is a large woman, maybe 180 lbs. I could not pull that much weight with my cock. After a minute Mistress Gloria said, "Candy, get the whip".

Mistress Candy got up and left the room. She returned with the leather cat-o-nine tail whip, and handed it to Mistress Gloria. Mistress Gloria smacked my bottom with the whip, but I still couldn't move the wagon. After a couple of minutes she gave up and said, "Candy, you sit in the wagon". 

Mistress Gloria got up and Mistress Candy sat in the wagon. She is a lot smaller, maybe 120 lbs. She smacked my bottom with the whip, and I started pulling the wagon across the room. I was able to move a couple of inches at a time, before I had to rest my cock. It took a long time, but finally I was in front of Mistress Harriet. She'd been playing with herself the whole time I was dragging the wagon across the room. I licked her pussy juices, and Mistress Harriet squeezed. The hot dog came out, and I ate it. It was so drenched in pussy juice that I could hardly taste the meat. Her juice tasted extremely salty.

After I finished the hot dog, I sucked on her clit, and she had four orgasms before she pushed me away. Mistress Harriet got up, and Mistress Gloria sat in the chair. She pulled my head into her pussy, and I licked and sucked her to three orgasms before she pushed me away. Mistress Melissa was next, and then Mistress Candy. Her juice was surprisingly sweet, considering she'd been in the sun all afternoon. 

After Mistress Candy was finished with me, Mistress Melissa spoke. "We're going to untie you and let you go to the bathroom. You're going to help us bathe. When were done, take a shower. After that, we're going to tie you up again."

The Mistresses unlocked me from the wagon. I got up, walked into the bathroom, and sat down on the toilet. I needed to pee and shit badly. Mistress Melissa came into the bathroom with a glass. She filled it up in the sink, and handed it to me. I was very thirsty, and I drank it quickly. She filled it up again and I drank it. I drank six glasses of water before she put the glass down. 

Mistress Melissa opened the shower curtain. I stepped into the bathtub. She handcuffed my wrists behind my back to the towel rod on the back wall of the bathtub. I was bent forward a little. She locked the cock chain to a soap dish in the front of the shower. The chain made an arc in the middle of the bathtub. She sprayed some cold water on me. She left the room, and returned with a square plastic bathroom basket. She hooked the basket to the cock chain. She put soap in the basket. She put four bottles of shampoo, and two bottles of conditioner in. The weight was pulling hard on my cock. Mistress Melissa got in the bathtub, turned on the shower, and washed her hair. After she washed up, she turned the shower off, and let the bathtub fill up. She lay down in the tub and soaked for a while. I could see her breasts, but the basket blocked my view of her pussy. She let the water out of the tub, and got out. She dried herself, and left. 

Mistress Gloria came in next. She washed her hair and filled the tub. She lay down in the tub and soaked for a while. I wanted to pee, but not on Mistress Gloria. She let the water out of the tub, and got out. I thought about peeing while she was drying, but I didn't know what would happen if I did. 

Mistress Harriet came in, washed her hair, and soaked. While she was soaking she reached up and played with my cock. I wanted to pee badly. I tried to hold it, but I couldn't. I peed all over her. She didn't say a word. She got up, drained the tub, ran the shower again to rinse off, and got out. She dried herself and left.

Mistress Candy came in, washed her hair, took a quick shower, got out, dried herself, and left. After a few minutes all of the Mistresses came back into the bathroom. Mistress Melissa shouted at me. "What's this I hear about you peeing on Harriet? Is this true?" 

I meekly replied, "Yes Mistress Melissa, it's true. I peed on Mistress Harriet. I'm sorry Mistress Harriet." 

Mistress Melissa unhooked the basket from the chain, and put the basket, soap, shampoo, and conditioner away. I was relieved to get that weight off my cock. She unlocked me from the towel bar, and handcuffed my wrists together.

Mistress Melissa commanded, "Kneel".

I knelt down, and Mistress Harriet climbed into the tub. Mistress Harriet said, "Slave, I need to pee. Drink all of it, or you're in trouble." She pulled my mouth to her pussy and peed.

I tried to drink it all, but she was peeing too fast. Pee dripped from my mouth until she finished. She stepped out of the tub, and turned the stopper on. 

Mistress Melissa commanded, "Lie down". I sat down and stretched my legs out. After I was lying down, the other Mistresses peed on me from the side of the tub.

When they were finished, Mistress Melissa and Mistress Gloria sat down on the edge of the tub. When they were ready they slid back, holding on to Mistress Harriet and Mistress Candy, and shitted on me. I'd never seen anyone shit before. The shit was soft, not too smelly, and came out in little chunks. They stood up, and Mistress Candy handed them toilet paper. After wiping their asses, they each rubbed the messy toilet paper on my nose and mouth. As they were leaving, I heard Mistress Melissa say, "You stay there for a while."

Sometime later Mistress Candy came in and unlocked the handcuffs and the chain from the soap dish.

I stood up and turned on the shower. The pee ran down the drain, but the shit took a while. I drank some water from the shower, and before I was finished I peed again in the shower. I finished my shower, dried off, and went back into the bedroom.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Sit down on the bed".

I sat down, and I felt someone putting the leather blindfold on me. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Lay down". 

I lay down, and felt myself being locked to the bed. I licked and sucked for what seemed like a long time. I was tired and not very aroused, although the leather sheath kept my cock hard. I felt someone putting a condom on, and I was fucked several times. The sheath kept the fucking from feeling pleasurable.

I felt someone unhook the blindfold. I looked up, blinked, and saw Mistress Candy and Mistress Harriet. Mistress Harriet peeled a banana, pushed it into her pussy, picked up a pair of panties, and put them on. She bent over me, kissed me, and left the room. 

Mistress Candy climbed on my lower chest and lit a cigarette. She smoked, and had me fish for the handcuff key in her pussy. When she tired of the game, she got up, turned off the light, and left the room. 

The room was bright when I woke up. My muscles were stiff and very sore. I knew it was Sunday, and wondered when they were going to let me leave. 

Mistress Harriet came into the room wearing just panties. "Good morning slave. Are you ready for breakfast?" 

"Yes Mistress Harriet, I am." 

Mistress Harriet pulled her panties off, and straddled my face. She pushed the banana into my mouth. After I finished eating, I licked her pussy and sucked her clit. After three orgasms, she fell forward to rest. 

Mistress Melissa was wearing the same red blouse, skirt, stockings, and shoes that I had first seen her in. Mistress Gloria and Mistress Candy were naked.

Mistress Melissa spoke. "Good. Time to go to the bathroom."

The Mistresses unlocked me from the bed. I took my time getting up. After a couple of minutes I walked slowly to the door. I walked into the bathroom and used the toilet. I stood up and took a couple of sips of water from the sink. I stretched my muscles for a while before I went back into the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom, and heard Mistress Melissa command, "Put your arms out in front of you."

I did, and Mistress Candy locked the handcuffs to my wrists. Mistress Melissa continued, "It's breakfast time." 

I set the table, made breakfast, and watched them eat. After cleaning up the kitchen, I brought ice water out to the living room. I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Come over here and kneel".

I walked over and knelt down in front of her. 

"Turn around." 

I moved around so I was facing away from her. I felt my cock chain pull taut, and I felt a whip across my bottom. The chain kept me from falling forward or even moving. After ten lashes, she stopped. I waited, and I felt something moving slowly in and out of my ass. I was surprised, but the chain kept me from moving. It took me a minute before I realized that Mistress Melissa was fucking me in the ass with her heel.

I heard Mistress Melissa command, "Turn around, and lick the bottom of my shoe".

I turned around, and she had her legs crossed, and her right leg was out. I licked the sole. Lucky for me she hadn't ever wore these shoes outside. The sole was dusty, but not dirty. I licked the sole for a few minutes, and I heard, "Suck on the heel".

I suspected that the heel had been in my ass, but I sucked on it anyway. I didn't taste anything but dust. I was still sucking on her heel when she pulled it out of my mouth, and recrossed her legs. I licked the bottom of her left shoe, and as she commanded, sucked on the heel. I didn't taste anything but dust.

I was still sucking when I heard Mistress Gloria's say, "Slave, we're going in the backyard to get some sun."

I followed the Mistresses into the back yard. I heard Mistress Gloria command, "Get the loungers."

I got the loungers from the shed, and brought them out into the yard. I set them up in a row, facing the sun.

"Now go get two cinder construction blocks."

I went back into the shed, looked around, and found the cinder blocks. With my wrists handcuffed together, I could barely carry the ten-pound blocks into the yard. When I returned, the other Mistresses had come out into the yard, and they were lying on the loungers. 

I put sunscreen on Mistress Melissa, Mistress Gloria, and Mistress Harriet. I was about to put sunscreen on Mistress Candy when Mistress Gloria commanded, "Come here".

I walked over and stood next to Mistress Gloria.

Mistress Gloria continued, "Slave, we agreed yesterday to torture you while we were sunning. We put the sunscreen where you couldn't get it just to tease you. We were curious if you would just lie there in front of us and burn. Candy chickened out, and helped you get the sunscreen. I think she likes you. Now you're going to help us punish her. Here is some rope. Tie Candy to the lounger, and come back."

I walked over to Mistress Candy. She looked a little afraid, but she spread her wrists and ankles. I tied her wrists and ankles to the corners of the lounge. When I was done, I returned to Mistress Gloria. 

Mistress Gloria handed me a small padlock, and commanded, "Wrap your chain through the two cinder blocks, and lock it."

I walked over to the blocks, put them side by side, knelt down, wrapped the end of the chain through one of the holes of the blocks, locked it, and stood up. The chain was just long enough so that I could stand up by the blocks.

I looked at Mistress Gloria as she spoke. "Very good slave. You make me so horny when you obey me quickly." She lit a cigarette, took a drag, and spoke again. "Candy doesn't have any sunscreen on. It's a bright sunny afternoon. She doesn't have much of a tan, and her boobs and pussy are going to get very uncomfortable soon. She's counting on you to get her sunscreen, bring it back, and put it on. Turn around. Do you see the yellow plastic bucket in the back of the yard?"

I turned around, looked, and saw the yellow plastic bucket. It was in the back of the yard about forty feet away. "Yes Mistress Gloria, I see the bucket."

Mistress Gloria continued, "Good. Her sunscreen, some ice water, a towel, and cigarettes are in the bucket. You will get on your hands and knees, and crawl over there. Pick up the bucket with your teeth, and crawl back to Candy. Be careful; don't spill the water on the towel or cigarettes. When you get back, put the sunscreen on Candy, and obey her commands, except to untie her. When she doesn't need you, you will stay down on your hands and knees by her lounger. Now go." 

I got on my hands and knees and crawled towards the bucket. I got the chain taut, and pulled the blocks with my cock. I could only move them an inch or two, before my cock would hurt. I had to let my cock rest a bit before I tried again. It took about a minute to move them a foot. The blocks would catch in the grass, or in the dirt. I kept crawling, and I had no idea whether or not the Mistresses were watching me. I didn't want to stop and look. I could feel the heat on my back as I made my way across the yard.

After a long slow crawl, I was in front of the bucket. I looked inside, and saw the sunscreen, water, towel, cigarettes, and lighter. It looked like the towel would keep everything else from moving around in the bucket. I picked up the bucket with my teeth, and turned around. The crawl back was just as agonizing. I was more careful crawling with the bucket.

I was heading toward the Mistresses now, but I still had no idea whether or not they were watching me. I kept my head down and watched the bucket. I was pouring sweat, and I felt my back burning. I might have quit crawling but Mistress Candy needed her sunscreen. I almost bumped my head on the lounger before I looked up and saw I had crawled back to Mistress Candy.

When I stood up, I could see that she was drenched with sweat. I daubed her with the towel, hoping that she wasn't too burned. I put sunscreen on her, and got on my hands and knees.

"Water", I heard Mistress Candy whisper.

I picked up the water from the bucket, and held it in front of her as she sipped water through the straw. She stopped sipping, and as I was putting the glass down, I heard her say, "Cigarette". I got her a cigarette, lit it, and stood there. She took a couple of puffs, and I took the cigarette out of her mouth. I helped her smoke the cigarette, and I got back on my hands and knees.

Mistress Candy asked for water a couple more times, and one other cigarette. Other than that, I was on my hands and knees. My back hurt, but yet I stayed on my knees between Mistress Candy and Mistress Harriet. I wasn't sure why I was doing this to myself, although I was stuck now. I couldn't get up and run away with my cock chained to blocks. I had to admit to myself that having three women torture me was arousing. Even kneeling in the sun… pouring sweat… my back and bottom sunburned… I was aroused.

I was picturing myself later that evening, back inside, having to satisfy my Mistresses most depraved desires just to get a little bit of sunburn cream. I was lost in my thoughts, when I heard the Mistresses get up. I heard Mistress Gloria command, "Get up and untie Candy."

I got up and untied Mistress Candy. She lay there and stretched her arms and legs for a minute, and got up. Mistress Gloria walked behind me, and smacked my bottom with her palm. I screamed, and tears ran down my eyes. She walked in front of me, lit a cigarette, and took a drag. She remarked, "You're back and bottom are nice and red. But I want to torture you even more. Put the blocks edge to edge."

I bent down, and turned the blocks so that their edges were touching. I stood up and looked at Mistress Gloria. "Good. Now kneel down on the ground, and put your ankles through the outside holes. Lay on the ground face down, with your arms out in front of you."

I knelt down, and wiggled my ankles through the holes in the blocks. It took a couple of minutes, as I had to point my feet and twist my legs just to get them through the holes, and I didn't want to scrape my feet and ankles on the blocks. After I got my feet through the blocks, I lay down, and put my arms out in front of me.

Mistress Harriet and Mistress Melissa pulled my arms to make sure I was taut. Mistress Harriet hammered the tent stake through the handcuff chain. I turned my head to the left, so that I would be more comfortable. When the hammering stopped, Mistress Gloria knelt down by my side. She put her finger in her pussy, and in my mouth. "See how wet you make me. We'll be back later." She ran her fingernails down my back. It was all I could do to keep from screaming again. As I calmed down, I watched the Mistress walk back into the house. 

I lay there, wondering what was next. I had no doubt that they would leave me out in the yard all afternoon. I hoped I wouldn't blister too much. Yet, I was still aroused. At least in this position I could try to take a nap. I went back to thinking about later that evening, back inside, having to satisfy my Mistresses most perverted and disgusting desires just to earn a little bit of sunburn cream, and I fell asleep. 

When I woke up, the sun was lower in the sky. My arms, back, bottom, and legs all hurt. I heard the back door open, and I saw Mistress Gloria come out the house. She was naked, and carrying the cat-o-nine tails whip. She came over to where I was, put a towel on the ground, and sat on it next to me. She got a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. As much as I hurt, I still got aroused watching her smoke naked.

Mistress Gloria looked down at me. "Your back and bottom have blistered, and your arms and legs are burned. If I whipped you, I'd probably make your back bleed without much effort. I'm curious, why have you let us torture you so much." She put her hands under her breasts and lifted them up. "Is looking at my boobs and pussy worth this much pain to you?"

I thought for a minute before answering. "Mistress Gloria, you are beautiful. Yes, just looking at and serving your lovely body is worth the pain. I have a desire to serve beautiful women. I want to see what I can endure, how much pain I can stand. Being able to look at lovely ladies help makes the suffering more pleasurable. I get aroused just thinking about what you have done to me."