6 comments/ 64898 views/ 10 favorites Mary's Second Date Ch. 01 By: JakeZ Mary's second date with James was actually going to be 'our' date. That is, James wanted both of us to meet him at his home for his next date. It was over a month since Mary and her co-worker James had been on their first 'date'. For a few days after that evening, Mary and I had talked about what had happened and for the most part had been enjoying a much improved sex life. Mary was more enthusiastic in bed and a lot less timid talking about sex. It didn't seem to bother her at all that I had allowed myself to participate in a homosexual act. Her reasoning, and I had to agree with her, was that if a middle aged, chubby woman like her could be seduced into sucking another man's cock, much less letting him fuck her in front of her husband, then how could she possibly object to what I did. And besides, it seemed as though we were both caught under a very erotic spell that James had cast. As if our 'adventure' wasn't bizarre enough, I was the one that James telephoned about meeting him again. He congratulated me again on my openness in allowing him to 'date' my wife. He even asked for my permission to let him ask Mary out again. Now, that's not normal. I told him, in my own stumbling way, that if Mary agreed to see him again, then it was all right with me. When I told Mary about the call from James, she got real quiet and asked if I was sure it was ok. She thought that perhaps after what had happened the first time, that I might have changed my mind. When I assured her that I was willing to let her see him again, she told me that she had hoped that he would call. To be quite honest, although I had been agreeable the first time, I had doubts about what we might be getting ourselves into with James. She didn't mention it before, but she confessed that she had been quite sore for days after her first date, but that she was looking forward to feeling his cock inside her once more. She blushed, I blushed and we both laughed. Later that same week, Mary came home and said that James had asked her out again. He wanted her to come to his home the following Friday, and to spend the night there. She added that I was included in the invitation and that James was looking forward to seeing both of us. He told her that having me watch them was a big turn on for him. It obviously didn't bother Mary and, to be honest, I got a thrill watching them. I told her that I was not really interested in doing the homo thing again, but could always sit and watch. I got directions to James home, and promptly at seven o'clock Friday evening, we started the next chapter of our 'adventure'. James met us at the door and we settled down to small talk and drinks. Mary and I were dressed casually, I had on dark slacks, polo type shirt and a sport coat. Mary decided to be colorful. She was wearing a new dark red, sheer lace bra and matching briefs. A modest skirt and a pink blouse, which just hinted at the red bra underneath. James was wearing what looked like satin shorts and a short matching robe. There was some kind of embroidery on the robe, but I could quite make out what it looked like. It wasn't long before James asked Mary to join him on the sofa. When Mary sat down, he immediately placed his hand on her leg. I could see his finger playing with the material of her skirt. He leaned over and whispered something in Mary's ear. She looked at me and pursed her lips as if to tell me silently that he had asked to kiss her. When I shrugged my shoulders, she turned to face him. At that, James leaned closer and they kissed. It was a long, deep searching kiss. It didn't take but a moment and James's hand was now under her skirt and inching up. It must have felt good to Mary, because I saw her spread her legs to give James more room. Using the same tone in his voice that had mesmerized us the first time, James told Mary to stand up and remove her skirt. Mary got up and slipped off her skirt and stood, as if waiting for instructions. He motioned her to sit on his lap facing him. With her legs on either side of his, she settled on his lap and they started kissing again. Both of his hands started kneading the cheeks of Mary's ass. He whispered something to Mary that I couldn't hear. But she put both of her hands down towards her crotch. James broke away from Mary's lips long enough to look in my direction. He said, "Jake, take off your jacket and sit next to us." When I moved closer, I could see what Mary was doing. She had slipped James's cock out of his shorts and was stroking it up and down with both of her small hands. James looked at me again and said, "help her", in that menacing hypnotic voice of his. Evidently I didn't respond quickly enough. James reached over, took my hand and placed it on his throbbing cock above Mary's smaller hands. I didn't want to get involved in this but I found myself stroking James stiff cock. Mary smiled at me, and together we masturbated his cock. After several minutes James looked into my eyes and said one word, "suck." Without thinking, I shifted position a little and bend my head over the head of his huge cock. I closed my eyes and sucked the tip into my mouth. Now my head was between James and Mary, and I heard more whispering. Suddenly I felt hands on my head, pushing it down. I heard James say "suck it Jake, suck my cock you faggot queer." He whispered to Mary again. Mary said, "Oh yes, I like seeing him go down on your cock, it get me so hot." "Oh Jake, suck it for me." My little Mary was telling me to suck another man's cock and to stress her words, she was using both of her hands to push my head lower. I gagged as James cock was forced into my mouth. I heard James laugh. I heard James telling Mary that it looked like her faggot husband was enjoying himself. I heard Mary say, "are you enjoying yourself Jake?" I lifted my head to answer her and before I could say anything, she looked down at then back, up at James, and said, "Jake and will do whatever you tell him to do." I was shocked at her words. Mary continued "Jake told me that he would do anything for me if it made me happy." I did tell her that when we started this whole insane 'date' experience. James asked her, "and what would make you happy Mary?" "I want you to fuck me again. I want to feel you inside me again." James motioned both Mary and myself to get up and as he took her hand, he looked at me and said that they would be back later. He took her hand, and started to lead her out of the room. Jake, he said. "It is alright if fuck your wife again, isn't it?" All I could do was nod my head. It was more than an hour later when Mary and James returned to find me sitting on the sofa. I found out later from Mary what had happened. James led Mary out on a garden patio. It was a pleasant night, the stars were out and a gentle breeze was blowing. James put his arm around Mary and started kissing her. When he started unbuttoning her blouse, Mary started to protest. Undressing outside where anyone could see her was not something she did. James told her that she should get used to the idea. He said, "Mary, if we are to continue, and I know you want to continue, you must get used to being naked any time I desire. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, is that clear?" All Mary could say was "Yes James." "You have a beautiful, vibrant body. I like looking at it. There will come a time, very soon, when I will display you in front of others." "Would you like that Mary? Would you like to have others enjoy seeing your body?" "Would you like to have strangers, men and women, watch as we make love?" Mary answered, "No, I wouldn't like that at all." "I would be too embarrassed." James used his very persuasive voice. "Mary, whether you want it or not, you do understand that it will happen if I want it to, don't you?" She replied, "Yes James, I understand." And she dropped her hands so that James could unbutton her blouse. In no time, she stood there in a bra and panties, under the stars, waiting. James moved to a chair and sat down. When Mary started to follow, he held up his hand and she stopped. He asked her, no he told her to take off her bra. Again she protested. James just held up his hand and motioned for her to take it off. She carefully unclasped the bra and as it fell out of her hands, she folded her arms across her breasts in an effort to hide them. And again, James held out his hand. She dropped her arms and felt the light breeze caress her nipples, making them stiffen. James motioned again, this time pointing at the sheer briefs. Knowing her protests wouldn't matter now, Mary slowly slipped the silken material down and let the panties fall to her feet. James left her standing like that for several minutes. Then he stood up and took off his own shorts and top. Like their first 'date' he was not wearing underwear. His cock looked even bigger to Mary than she remembered. James reached down and took his cock in his hand. He lifted it up, offering it to her. As he approached her, Mary saw his cock climbing to full erection. She looked around, as if to see if anyone could see her standing in the garden with a naked man. "Could anyone see them?" she asked. He answered that it was unlikely but not impossible. She asked if anyone could hear them. To that James told her that it was easier to hear. He asked if she minded having anyone hear her talk. Even in the fading light he could see her blush. Mary was working up her courage. Since 'our' first date with James she had become a little bolder and more outgoing. Finally, she told him in a quiet and trembling voice that she wanted him to fuck her. That she couldn't stop thinking about having his cock inside her again. In the same small voice, she told him that my cock just didn't feel the same. James stepped away from her about ten feet and told her that he hadn't heard what she said. She tried to follow him, but he stopped her with a wave of his hand. Mary raised her voice slightly and repeated what she had said. Again James moved further away, cupped his ear, and waited for her to tell him once more what she had said. Mary was smart enough to know what was happening. James was breaking down her inhibitions one at a time. With a sigh of resignation, Mary practically shouted across the garden. "I want you to fuck me with your big cock, I want to feel it stretching my pussy again." James politely asked if she wanted him to wear a condom. By this time, Mary was far under his spell and she knew that he was in total control, just like their first date. So again she almost shouted, "No condom, I don't want anything between us. I want to feel you pump load after load of your hot cum deep in my cunt." James returned to wear Mary stood, panting now in her desire and need. He led her to a corner of the garden, and in the soft grass he did as she asked. With her legs spread wide, he guided the head of his cock between the wet folds of her pussy lips. Unlike the first time however, he wasn't as gentle. Once he was partially in her dripping hole, he pushed all the way down with one quick thrust. Mary gasped in surprise but was happy to find out that it didn't hurt as much as she feared that it might. Shortly she was matching his thrusts with her own. Thrust after thrust, stroke after stroke, they worked together. Mary had an orgasm first. She asked James to stop for a moment to let the spasms subside, but James kept moving. Mary discovered that she felt her release more intensely with James still thrusting deep in her dripping hole. When he exploded deep in her quivering cunny, she felt the spurts of hot sticky cum erupt within her. As they lay together in the grass, James warned her to keep his cum inside her pussy. He told her that he wanted me to suck in out of her well-used cunt. "A small surprise for Jake," he said. Mary just smiled. When James and Mary returned, James told Mary to sit on the sofa. He then looked at me and said that Mary needed to be cleaned, and pointed to a spot between her legs. It wasn't hard to figure out what he expected me to do. I knelt in front of Mary and gently spread her legs apart. I could see how red and swollen her pussy lips were and I could see a drop or two of what had to be James's cum oozing out. Mary spoke softly to me and said, "please, do this for me." She moved her rounded ass as close to the edge of the sofa as she could and I dutifully started licking her cunt. As my tongue started parting her pussy lips, I tasted the surge of thick warm cum that leaked out. I heard James tell me to get it all, to lick Mary clean. I didn't need to hear his hypnotic voice. I wanted to suck his cum out of Mary's hole. Something in my brain had changed. With Mary cleaned up. James suggested that we move to his hot tub to relax and have a few drinks. Aside from being naked the rest of the evening, it was a pleasant time. James was a courteous and gentlemanly host. About midnight, Mary stared to yawn and James led us to where we would spend the night. He escorted us to his bedroom. He had an extra large king-size bed. All three of us were going to sleep together. Do you mind, he asked me? Considering the earlier part of the evening, how could I say anything. As we settled in, James told me that he and Mary might make love again and that he would try not to wake me if I was sleeping. He also added that if Mary and I wanted to fuck that it was ok, he was a heavy sleeper and we wouldn't bother him. We all fell asleep and it was about three in the morning when I felt Mary moving. She inched down and quietly took my limp dick in her mouth and started to suck me off. As I got hard, I felt her hands playing with my balls. When I came, she didn't release my cock until she had sucked every drop of my cum down her throat. In the past Mary had only rarely given me a blowjob, and always spit out my cum. She would then rinse out her mouth. This time, she not only swallowed it all, but she snuggled back up next to me and gave me a deep kiss, teasing me with her tongue. She whispered that she had learned to enjoy the taste and asked me if I liked it. I told her that I was getting used to it and she said that she was glad because she thought I might be getting more and more of it. I asked her what she meant, but she had fallen asleep. To Be Continued Mary's Second Date Ch. 02 We woke up in the morning to the smell of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon. James had arranged for a catered breakfast. Wearing brand new robes, we enjoyed a delicious meal and surprisingly friendly conversation. James told us that he needed to run a couple of errands and suggested that Mary go with him. He told me that I should stay and enjoy his home. I was invited to use the pool and hot tub, and if I got hungry, to just ask the catering chef he had hired for the weekend. After James and Mary left, I explored the house and did get in the pool for a while. About eleven, I started looking around for a sandwich and found the chef in the kitchen. The chef introduced herself as Ginny, and fixed a couple of sandwiches. She asked if she could join me for lunch, and suggested we go out by the pool. She brought a couple of cold beers and we enjoyed each other's company. Ginny said that James had told her it was ok for her to use the pool and suggested that I join her. I told her that all I had was the robe and I didn't want to embarrass her. She laughed and assured me that she had seen plenty of men naked and not to worry. She excused herself and went into one of the little changing rooms. She came out wearing a robe just like the one I had on.. "You won't be embarrassed either will you?" She asked. "No." I answered, "of course not." Ginny looked to be about thirty years old. Five foot seven or so with an athletic type body. She was attractive, not cute, but exotic in a provocative way. She had beautiful almond shaped green eyes. She looked fit. I walked to the edge of the pool, took off my robe and walked down the stairs into the warm water. When I turned around, Ginny had taken off her robe, grabbed two fresh bottles of beer and was squatting down on the pools edge holding out a bottle for me. Her hair was almost to her shoulders. Her breasts were pert and firm with good-sized nipples. Her waist was narrow, hips well formed, and her cock, which was hanging down between her legs, was shaved, very erect, and pointed straight at me. "Gee, I'm sorry, I thought you knew," Ginny said as she saw the look of surprise on my face. I was staring. I think I heard her say that she was sorry, she thought I knew. I just stared. I stammered, "I didn't know," and, well, I just stammered. She looked down and told me not to worry, that she was always hard when she was around another man. I finally got a few words straight in my mind, and asked, like an idiot, which was real. Without pointing, she understood. "They're all real," she said. "Come up here for just a minute and I'll show you," she said. I got out of the pool and she had me stand in front of her. "Feel my boobs," she said. "Go on, no one can see." I reached up and felt what seemed to be very natural breasts. The flesh was resilient and her nipples even got hard as I touched them. "I started taking hormones when I was younger, its a long story," she said. "Now, feel this." I stated stammering again and she took my hand and placed it on her cock. I don't have a lot of experience holding other men's cocks, but it felt real to me. "How does it feel?" she asked. "Nice" I said, "I mean it feels good, I mean, oh hell." She laughed. "Yah I know." "And just for conversation, your hand feels good too." We stood there for a few minutes. Ginny was a little shorter than I was. She was looking up at me with those beautiful green eyes. She looked into my eyes and in a soft sultry voice said, "If you're gonna keep holding my dick, you could at least slide your hand up and down a little." I hadn't realized that I was still holding her, or him or whatever. My brain must have short-circuited. I have no other explanation. When I didn't let go, Ginny placed her hand on top of mine and started helping me stroke her, or his, cock. Ginny said, "I guess you're happy to meet me too," and I followed her eyes as she looked down. I felt her, or him reach out and take a hold of my cock, which, having a mind of it's own, was standing straight out. So there we were, standing in front of each other, naked in the sunshine, with me slowly stroking Ginny's cock and she doing the same to mine. I'm really not sure which felt better. After what seemed like an eternity, Ginny moved her head forward and so did I. Our lips met and an electric like shock ran down my entire body. The next thing I knew, our tongues were in each other's mouths. I invite the reader to picture the two of us standing there. This is weird, right? Because, that is exactly what James and Mary saw when they returned. They stood quietly and watched as I masturbated and French kissed a Trans – whatever they are called, while Ginny was masturbating me. Ginny broke our kiss and I heard her say that if I didn't stop, she was going to cum in my hand. I told her that I was close too. We didn't stop until we both had handful of each other's cum. That's what James and Mary were waiting for. All I heard was my little wife's voice asking me if I was having a good time. There are times in everyone's life where they just have to say the hell with it. I looked over and saw James and Mary holding hands, both were smiling. I looked back at Ginny and she was smiling too. It had been a set-up from the beginning, and I had fallen for it. There really wasn't anything else to do. I told Mary "yes, I was having a very good time." I grabbed Ginny's hand and we jumped into the pool. We swam to the far corner of the pool and Ginny confessed that James had told her to get me all worked up. We both laughed at the result of getting worked up, and spent the next hour playing in the pool, and doing a little more talking and a little more kissing. For whatever reason, I felt comfortable with Ginny, set up or not. James had planned an early dinner. Ginny prepared a wonderful Italian feast and the four of us had a pleasant evening. Ginny excused herself saying that she another event to prepare for. She stopped near my chair and whispered in my ear. "I really hope there is going to be a next time," she said. She, I was now thinking of her as a she, whispered that she wanted to get me alone for some other kinds of activities. Was I shocked. Well, maybe a little. But Mary and I had been doing some very out of the ordinary things since we met James. Ginny winked at me and left. As Mary and I were getting ready to leave, James handed Mary a package and told her to remember what they had talked about. She nodded and James gave her a tender kiss. James walked us to the door, and after a few steps, he called me back. He said that he wanted me to know that he intended to see Mary again. He didn't ask me, he told me. He said that in the near future, he would be the only one fucking her. "Mary is going to be my personal slut," he said. His 'slut'. When I started to object, he said that he had other plans for me and not to worry. I've gone along with everything so far, but to have him tell me that very soon I wouldn't be screwing my own wife was a bit over the top. And no one had ever called Mary a slut. He could see I was getting angry. He said to talk to Mary, that she would explain more. After he shut the door, I stormed after Mary. We didn't say much on the ride home. Our ride home was quiet. I was fuming. Mary knew I was pissed off. The nerve of that guy. Telling me that he was going to be the only one making love to my wife. Mary kept trying to re-assure me that everything would work out. By the time we got back home, I had calmed down a little. Mary made sandwiches and we went to bed early. In bed, Mary wanted me to make love to her. She said it would relax me and then we could talk about what had happened. Mary had learned something from her dates with James. Her hands quickly got me aroused. Mary said, "Don't forget to put a condom on first." Mary had always insisted that I wear a condom, except on very rare occasions. "James doesn't wear a condom when he fucks you" I said angrily. . "That's different" Mary answered. "I don't want you to get me pregnant." "And James?" Are you telling me that if he got you pregnant it would be ok." I blurted out. "I thought you understood Jake, I'm not the little wife I used to be," she said. James has changed all that. "Didn't he tell you that I was going to be his slut?" "Before you go crazy, I am a slut now, I know it. I've known it since the first time James rammed his cock into me." "I love feeling his cock inside me, I love tasting his cum, and I love the way he controls me." "Besides, he can't get me pregnant, he's 'snipped." I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and slipped it on. "Ok, I said, maybe for the last time if James gets his way, lets make love." As I moved between Mary's legs, she stopped me. " I'm sorry about this Jake, I really am." She repeated the same thing James had told me. That soon he was going to be the only one fucking her. We made love, twice that night. Softly, lovingly, tenderly. Mary asked me how it really felt to make love to her. I told her it wasn't the same. She said that was because my dick was too small for her now. It didn't feel the same for her either. But, she continued James would see to it that there are other things for you to do, like Ginny for instance. My mind raced back to Ginny and myself by the pool. You seemed to enjoy what was happening. I confessed that I did enjoy it, as embarrassing and strange as it was at the time. She asked me if I wanted to hear about what her and James did while I was fooling and pooling. The way she said that made me smile and I felt my anger started to cool off. "Sure, why not," I said, "What did you two do?" To Be Continued Mary's Second Date Ch. 03 Mary explained that once they were driving, James told her that she needed to be more comfortable being naked where others might see her. James told her to take off her blouse, and reluctantly Mary did. Driving along wearing just her bra. James told her it was not any different than wearing a bathing suit. After a few minutes, Mary relaxed and they listened to the radio. James asked her if she was ready for the next step. She asked what that might be. James told her to take off her bra. Mary started to object that people might see. James told her that he would not repeat himself again. "Take off your bra." He instructed. Mary did as she was told. She unfastened her bra, slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to her lap. Her full, rounded breasts were now fully exposed. Mary said that she felt her nipples getting hard. Was it fear or excitement? They drove that way for about half an hour. Finally, James told her to put her blouse back on but leave the bra off. James drove into a driveway and up to modest sized, ivy covered home. When they walked to the door, a gray haired older woman who introduced herself as Margaret met them. Margaret led them to a small sitting room, offered them something to drink and excused herself, saying that she would be right back. When Margaret returned, an another woman accompanied her. Unlike Margaret, this woman was totally naked. She was about Mary's age, late forties or early fifty's. She was on the plumpish side, like Mary, but not fat. Her breasts were larger than Mary's was with dark brown areolas and nipples. She walked proudly and stopped a little behind Margaret. . Margaret told James that this was the girl he had inquired about. Mary told me later she hadn't understood what was happening. What happened next was a surprise. Margaret spoke to James, She told him that this was Greta and motioned for Greta to stop forward. Greta bowed her head and placed her hands behind her back. She knelt down with her knees spread, exposing her herself. Mary told me that she would never forget what Greta said. Without lifting her eyes, Greta said in a whispered voice "I am Greta, how may I serve you today." She called him Master. James looked at Mary, then back to Margaret. He told her that he had seen enough for the time being. Margaret nodded to Greta who stood up, simply said thank you to James, adding a Sir, and left. Margaret walked James and Mary back to the door and out the James's car. Without another word, she returned to the house. Back in the car, James asked Mary what she thought. Before Mary could answer, James commented "Greta has been well trained, don't you think?" "She is waiting for a collar." He told Mary that they had another stop to make and told her to take off her blouse again. "I enjoy seeing your breasts bounce and jiggle," James told her. Mary quietly did as she was told. Before James started the car, he looked at Mary, gestured towards her skirt, and Mary knew. With a word, Mary unzipped her skirt and slipped it down. When James didn't start driving, Mary slipped her panties off and placed them on the seat between them. James picked them up and held them to his nose, inhaling Mary's scent. Then he held the crotch to his lips and licked the wetness that had accumulated there. As they got to the end of the driveway. James saw a young man, maybe eighteen or nineteen crossing the drive. James called him over to the car. When he saw Mary, sitting naked in the passenger seat his jaw dropped. James handed him Mary's panties. "She won't need these any more today, you keep them." he said. As they drove away, James looked over at Mary. She was breathing faster than normal and smiling. "Congratulations Mary," James said. "How do you feel?" Mary was trembling, she was panting softly, her nipples were rock hard and she had a drop or two of perspiration on her upper lip. "I feel fantastic," she replied. Mary told me later, that she hadn't even realized that she was that excited. But looking back, she told me that she was. Driving around with nothing on did get her wet. Very wet. Mary had, unknowingly, moved into a new episode in her life, and in mine. After driving for nearly an hour, James told Mary to put her skirt and blouse back on. He pulled up to a small shop and told Mary to wait in the car. When he returned, he had a small package, which he placed, in Mary's lap, telling her not to open it until he told her. While they were driving back to the house, James asked Mary a very direct question. He started by saying that a few weeks before, with me beside her, he had asked her whose cock she preferred. At that time she said that his was bigger and better, but that she still loved mine. He asked her again. Now that she had time to think about it, and knowing that I wasn't there, he asked the question again. "Whose cock do you prefer. Mary?" She told me she thought about that question for many minutes. She also told me that she hoped that I understood, but she did like James cock better. Then James asked, "Which one of us do you want fucking you?" This time there was no hesitation. Mary told him, "I want you to fuck me from now on, only you." When she told me this I was pretty shaken up. Its not every day that your wife tells you that she wants someone else's cock inside her. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear," James said. "You are going to be my little fuck slut." But, understand that I may, from time to time require you to be with other, men as well as other women." He told her that he was going to make changes in our future, Hers, his and mine. About that time, they arrived back at the house and were in time to enjoy the show that Ginny and I put on by the pool. Mary asked if I was mad at her. In return, I asked if she was serious about wanting James more than me. She told me only his cock, I she still loved me and that she didn't want that to change at all. That took some of the hurt away, but not all of it. I asked her if she wanted to see James again. She told me that she would see him again whenever he wished, and so would I. Great I told her, I can't wait. She told me not to be so negative and sarcastic. In my mind, I was slowly accepting the fact that James was now more in control of our lives than we were. Little did I know what was going to happen next. And my thought kept returning to Ginny. Mary asked me if I remembered what James had said about my not being allowed to make love to my wife in the near future. I told her that I remembered. She smiled at me and said that the future had arrived. James had told her that starting the next day, she was to tell me our sex life was over. I stared at her, my mouth hanging open. You can't mean that I asked. Mary had tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry Jake, but that is what James wants." From now on he is the only one that is allowed to fuck her. I really couldn't be mad at her for wanting to feel special. And James was pleasing her in ways that I wasn't capable of. And, there was Ginny. I wasn't thinking very clearly, trying to absorb what Mary had just told me. I heard Mary get up and leave. In a few minutes she was back with a couple of drinks and the package that James had given her. "What's that?" I asked. "Finish your drink first," she told me. When I put the empty glass down, she handed me the other glass. "Trying to get me drunk," I asked. "You may need it," she said. I finished about half of the second drink and Mary handed me the package she was carrying. At this point in time, I didn't think anything could surprise me. Boy was I wrong again. I opened the package. At first I didn't know what it was. Mary explained. James wants to make sure that you don't try to force me to have sex with you. And you know that I still do want you, it's just...She shrugged. "It's a chastity device. It locks around your cock and balls so you can't have sex, or even masturbate," she explained. I can't believe that she wanted me to wear this. "You're kidding right?" I asked. "Please, she begged, just try it." She was almost crying. I can't stand to see women cry, especially Mary. "What the hell, I suppose we can try it on." I said, now thankful for the drinks.. "You mean that you'll really try it?" Mary asked. "Will it make you happy?" I asked. "Oh yes she answered. And I know it will please James." "Well, by all means," I told her, "we must please James." We spent the next hour or so examining the chastity device and the various rings and things in the package. The instructions said it was a CB6000. Mary and I read the directions and tried different combinations until we decided that we had the best fit. It was difficult getting my cock into the plastic tube because I kept getting an erection. This will keep you from getting an erection once it's on Mary told me. And there is no way for you to have sex with it on. We were finally able to slip my cock into the tube and align the pins and spacers. Mary had the little padlock that came with the CB in her small hand. She looked up at me and I told her, "Go ahead and snap the lock shut." Did I really tell her that? Mary's hands were shaking when she tried to get the lock to click shut. She couldn't do it. I took the lock from her hand and snapped it shut. Yes, I actually locked myself into chastity. I stood up and walked around. It wasn't too uncomfortable. The plastic was light. Mary started tugging gently on the CB to see if it would come off. It wouldn't. With all her tugging and pulling, I started to get another erection, but the CB prevented that. As my cock swelled within the tube, I started having second thoughts about having it on. I asked Mary for the key. Silence, and no key. The instructions said it came with two keys. It didn't take either of us long to figure out that James and taken the keys before he gave the package to Mary. And we hadn't checked. My blood pressure was approaching the danger zone again. I asked Mary if she had made plans to see James. She told me that she was supposed to call him after we had played with the CB and got it locked on. She said she didn't know that James had taken the keys. His phone number was written on the CB instruction sheet. Call the bastard I told her. Mary called the number and I could hear her telling him what had happened. When she hung up, I just said "So"...Mary said that he would be here in about an hour with the keys. It was one of the longest hours I had ever endured. To Be Continued Mary's Second Date Ch. 04 When James arrived, Mary met him at the door and brought him into our living room. "Where are the damn keys?" I said. James, calm as ever, asked if the CB was hurting me. I told him it didn't hurt, I just wanted it off. "As long as you are not in pain." He said, please bear with me a few minutes. "Go ahead," I replied, glaring at him. Mary was sitting next to me as James started talking. "I have put both of you through a lot recently," he said. Let me explain. "I know a great deal about both of you. I know for instance that in the last month, at least two men have asked Mary out. I know that Mary has been talking to one woman in particular about meeting privately. I know about the wager that Mary had about which of her friend would be first to have an affair," he said. "It was at my suggestion that Wanda started the initial betting." He continued. I looked at Mary who was looking down, her hands in her lap. James kept talking. "I know that your finances are, shall we say, strained." "You obviously know now that meeting Ginny was planned from the beginning," he said. I looked at James and simply asked "Why?" "Its quite simple Jake, I want your wife. She has qualities that I find very appealing, and, speaking from personal experience, she it quite capable of accepting, and enjoying, what I have to offer," he said with a grim. "Not many woman are." "As to Ginny, I needed someone to occupy you, Jake, and take the sting out of my taking control of Mary. It would have been easy to find another woman for you, but Ginny is special," he said. "How do you know her?" I asked, still trying to understand everything James was saying. "That's easy, he said, she is my daughter, or my son, before her, ah, shall we say, the change." I just stared as James continued. He took an envelope out of his jacket pocket and placed it on the table in front of us. "Inside, you will find checks made out to your mortgage company and the bank that carries the second mortgage that you used to start your business. There are checks to the companies that carry the loans on both of your cars. Three credit card companies and one check made out to both of you for one hundred thousand dollars," he explained. "I am offering you financial freedom, or," and he placed a small ring with two keys on the table next to the envelope. Mary and I just stared at James and at each other. "What do you get out of all this?" I asked. James said, "If you take the keys, I will leave and never bother either of you again. If you take the envelope, than Mary is mine whenever I want her. You will continue to live together for the present, although you will no longer have sex. Think about your choice." I reached for the keys. Mary said, "Jake, we have wanted to get out from under our bills for so long, and our love life hasn't been all that great. Please don't throw this opportunity away." Mary looked at me, silently pleading, She had tears in her eyes. "Is this what you want Mary, are you sure?" I asked. Mary nodded. I picked up the keys and as Mary held her breath, I handed them back to James. I picked up the envelope, and placed it in Mary's lap. "Excellent," he said, "just one or two more details." He stood, and motioned for me to do the same. He said, "Jake, from now on I want you to think of me as a friend. He shook my hand. He took the keys and handed them to Mary. "From now on Mary is my keyholder, she will decide if and when your CB will be removed and for how long. If she removes it, I trust that you will comply with her wishes if she wants to place you back in chastity." Mary was softly crying, She held the envelope and keys tightly, afraid to put them down. "Jake, from now on you will call me Sir. I think I have bought that simple courtesy," he said. " I said, "Yes Sir, I understand." Then he looked down at Mary. He motioned for her to get up and stand in front of him next to me. He said only one word. He looked at Mary and said "Kneel." I watched Mary slowly kneel down and lift her eyes. "From now on, you will refer to me as Master. I own your body. Bought and paid for. It is mine to use as I see fit. Is that perfectly understood?" I heard Mary's soft voice reply, "Yes, I understand." James waited. Mary answered again, "Yes Master, I understand." James was enjoying himself. From his jacket pocket, James brought out a delicate, silver colored chain, He held it out for Mary to see. Attached to the chain was a small medallion. The medallion was inscribed. It said simple, 'I Belong To James'. He told Mary. "Put this on." Mary took the chain and fastened it around her neck. "In the future, James continued, "I will replace your pretty chain with an equally pretty collar. One that you will not be able to remove." "Would you like to be my collared girl?" Mary lifted her eyes to his and in a small voice said, "Yes Master, I want to wear your collar." He turned and looked right in my eyes and asked, "How does it feel to be the husband of my sex slave?" I wanted to reach out and strangle him, but I didn't. James told Mary to unbutton my pants. He wanted to see how the CB looked. Mary pulled my pants down and James closely examined the CB. Then he told Mary to suck on it. I wanted to crawl away, but I stood there as Mary lifted her head and started to lick the CB. My cock tried to get hard but couldn't. He looked at me and said, "take off the rest of your clothes." I stood there, naked in front of Mary and her new Master. My cock encased in a plastic prison. Then he told Mary, "Get undressed." When she was naked, except for a delicate silver colored chain, he told her to undress him. As she was helping him out of his pants, he looked at me and asked, "Jake, do you want me to fuck your wife? You don't have any objections do you?" "Well," he asked. I took a deep breath and said, "I have no objections sir." He asked if there was anything else. I looked right at him and said "Sir, please fuck my wife, Fuck her hard, make her scream." Mary led us both to the bedroom and, while I watched, James fucked Mary hard and deep. She begged him to stop, but he kept pounding away at her soaking wet pussy. When he was finally though, Mary clung to him, kissing his face and hugging him to her. When James moved away, I could see Mary's red and swollen pussy lips and strings of thick white cum dripping out of her hole onto the sheets. After James had dressed himself and was ready to leave. He told me to remember that even if Mary decided to remove my CB, that I was never, ever again to have sex with her. "Yes Sir", I responded. "Her body is yours now." When James left, Mary came to me crying. I helped her clean up and when we were in bed alone, she unlocked my CB. She got a smirky kind of smile on her face and told me that James hadn't said anything about not giving me blowjobs. "You have turned into a little slut, haven't you?" I asked. : I have a feeling that I am going to become more than that," Mary said. We both fell asleep with smiles on our faces. And as I drifted off, my thoughts turned to Ginny.