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A Night in the City Ch. 01

By: havingfunx



"Honey, we have dinner plans in the city with the Rosen's this Saturday."

"That's great. We haven't seen them in months," I responded without looking up from the computer I was using to cruise the Internet.

Genie, my wife of 20 years and my best friend, was getting annoyed that I had spent the whole afternoon glued to the computer. She wanted some attention and wrestled her way between me and the computer. "Time for a break," she announced as she sat on my lap.

"You know, we have not had a night away from the kids in quite some time. I bet we could arrange for them to sleep at a friend's house for the night. How about we stay overnight in the city? We could use points to get a free room," she said with a flirtatious grin.

She was right. The kids were both in high school now. They spent many nights sleeping at friend's homes anyway. All we needed was a little planning and we could have a nice romantic night. I could use a little sex. Hell, we both could. Having teenage kids around did not leave much private parent time. 

The Rosen's would not be a problem. They were two of our oldest friends and knew how to have a good time. I knew for a fact that both of them cheated on the other regularly. One of the most entertaining aspects of dinner with them is watching them bicker.

"Great idea," I replied. "You work on the sleepovers. I'll get us a suite downtown."

In an hour it was all set. The kids would be busy all day and night. We could leave in the morning and have the whole day to shop and fuck.

I didn't give the weekend another thought until it arrived. It was a typical busy week at the office and I had no time for diversions.

Saturday morning we fed the kids, packed an overnight bag and headed into the city. I had booked a suite at one of the chic hotels around Times Square. We checked in, handed our bags to the bellman and went to the bar for lunch. It was a bit more of a liquid lunch than either of us noticed so we were a little buzzed when headed up to the room. Genie was never one to hold her alcohol well so she was considerably more inebriated than me.

In the elevator Genie was getting a little frisky. At first it was a little kissing which lead to a full make out which lead to minor groping. I knew the elevator had a security camera but figured we were tame compared to other drunken guests who found themselves alone on a relatively long elevator ride.

By the time we got to the room we were really sexually charged and barely made it in with all our clothes on.

I was quite turned on from all the groping and was ready for an afternoon of not so quick sex. As soon as the door closed I told Genie to "Get naked!"

She completely ignored me and fell into my arms for a sloppy kiss. I pushed her away and told her again, "Get naked."

Again she disregarded me and continuing her alcohol fueled attempt at seduction. This time I lost it. I don't know what gave me the urge to be in charge but I wanted her to listen, to submit. I pulled her arms away from me and looked forcefully into her eyes. "I told you to strip out of you clothes and I mean it. Get naked!"

This got her attention but she did not pick up on how seriously I wanted her to follow my command. She did strip but playfully. She did a drunken striptease, first her pants, then her top. She stood in front of me in a matching thong and lacey bra. The fact that they matched told me that she wanted to have a romantic night. Usually she haphazardly put on her underwear without any concern as to how she would look in them. She then danced around me to music only she could hear. She played with my belt buckle trying to engage me but I had no part of it. Finally, I set a stern expression on my face to let her know that I was not pleased with her delay in following my command. With a gasp of frustration, she stepped away and took off her bra and pulled down her thong. She put her hand on her hip and cocked her hip in a gesture that said "are you satisfied now?"

Even after 20 years of marriage she was beautiful when naked. Her short black hair only drew attention to her long neck. She had beautiful B-cup breasts with small areola and nipples that always seemed hard. Her breasts had aged well over the years showing no signs of sagging. Likewise, her ass was tight and firm. She still had a smooth heart shaped buttock that enticed me to play with the rosebud within. Unfortunately, this nether region was always off limits. Her pussy, while trimmed for a bikini, had a relatively full bush. Whenever I asked her to shave she always demurred saying that she was a grown woman and shaving would only make her look more like a child. Still, she looked great and I fought off the urge to come to her. 

Instead, I took a seat on the coffee table and asked her to come to me. She playfully sauntered over expecting me to take her into my arms. Instead, I pulled her face down over my lap and smacked her ass. The first hit was light, only a warning of what was to come. I smacked her two more times more forcefully. "When I tell you to strip I expect you to strip...and I mean immediately," I admonished her.

"Lighten up," she protested as she started to rise.

I pulled her back down and smacked her again. "Oh, no you don't. You are going to learn to listen to me. If I have to beat you to the point that you can't sit, so be it." I smacked her again.

Again she protested and again I hit her on the ass. She finally clued into the game and stopped protesting. "OK, ok. I'll do whatever you want. Just stop hitting me."

"I'll hit you as much as I want." I hit again but this time not as hard, just enough to prove my point. With her lying naked on my lap, I let my hands roam her backside. I started with the fine globes of her ass and moved up to her well-toned back. Slowly I let my fingers gently stimulate her skin. Then I drifted down between her legs and played with the folds of her pussy. 

She was wet...very wet. I messaged her clit briefly then suddenly smacked her ass 3 more times. "You like, don't you?"

"Yes," she said quietly as she nodded her head.

I hit her again but not enough to be painful. I then let my hands move back down to her clit and gently massaged.

"Very well, it seems like we have an understanding. Today you are going to be my servant. You will do whatever I say or I will beat your ass until it hurts. Understood?"

She hesitated and mulled over her options. I am sure she was wondering what embarrassing and perverted things I could do to her.

I needed her to focus on the good things; the pleasure that a night of servitude could bring her. I began once again massaged her clit. She did not answer me. Her alcohol confused mind got lost in the pleasure that she was feeling.

"I am not asking you. I am telling you that today you will be my servant in any way I ask. My first order is that you acknowledge your servitude to me." I was still rubbing her clit and her pelvis was starting to subconsciously grind against me.

"OK, but need some assurances from you first," she whispered breathily.

"Go ahead."

"No matter what happens, I will not have anal sex with you. And...don't ask me to expose myself in public. I won't do it. In fact, asking me to do either will just get me angry, end the game and ruin our night."

"Fair enough," I replied after a cautious pause. I did not want to seem too eager.

"Fine then, tonight I will be your servant...your sex slave."

"And if you fail to please me you can spank me as you please," I prompted her to repeat.

"If I fail to please you, you can spank me as you see fit."

The deal was done. She was mine. Now I needed a plan. I needed some space to figure out what I was going to do. I pulled my hand from her pussy and rested it on her ass. 

"I'm going to the gym," I announced.

"What? You can't stop now," she protested.

"I can and I will," I admonished. "While I am gone I want you to consider your servitude. The first rule of the room is that whenever you are in this room you will be as you are right now - naked breasts and exposed pussy. I will be able to take you whenever it pleases me and you will please me whenever and however I want it."

I gently pushed her from my lap and stood to change. She was not happy with this sudden turn of events but I needed to show her I was in control. She went to the closet and pulled out one of the hotel robes. I pulled her to the bed and placed on her stomach on my lap as I sat. Three quick smacks got her attention. "I just told you that you will be naked whenever you are in this room. I did not give you permission to put on a robe. You will be naked at all times...and that includes whenever you answer the door." She made a move to protest but then thought better of it.

"Good. You are getting the hang of this," I said to give her positive reinforcement.

I wanted to keep her mind on sex while I was gone and had a sudden brilliant thought. I turned on the TV and rented a porn movie. I selected one about a cheating wife in the hope that it would weaken some of her inhibitions.

"When I return, I am going to check the meter on the movie. If I find that you have paused or turned off the movie there will be consequences. "

I went into my suitcase and took out our video camera. Genie became nervous that I was going to video tape her in her naked state, realizing that she had omitted that stipulation from our verbal contract. Instead I put it on the dresser pointed towards the door and turned it on. "Just in case you are thinking about leaving, I have a camera watching the door. This too will tell me if has been paused."

I then pulled out her vibrator from my suitcase. I always pack it when we travel. "If you are still horny, feel free to use this. But I would avoid cumming, we have a long day ahead of us and I would not waste an orgasm so early."

With that, I left for the gym. As I left, she was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me dumbfounded.

The gym was on the second floor overlooking Time Square. I found a treadmill by the window and started running. My mind was firing in all directions, confused and excited at the same time. Genie and I did not have the kind of relationship where one dominated the other. Our sex life was unusually consistent; weekly sex with little in the way of variation. This turn of events was unexpected and unplanned.

I began to realize that this all could be temporary due to her intoxication. By the time I got back to the room, she probably would have sobered up enough to stop the game. Just in case I needed a plan. You can't be in control if you personally are out of control.

The exercise was good for me. As the rhythm of the run took over I started to think more clearly.

After 45 minutes I was ready to return to Genie. I had sweated the anxiety out of me and was ready for whatever came next. Either I will be in control or I will be fodder to her jokes for the rest of the weekend.

I took the elevator back to the room. As I rode I thought back to my initial ride up earlier today. I looked around and found the security camera and again wondered how often the guards jerked off to the show that probably happened in this car nightly.

As I reached the door, I reached in the pocket for my key but then thought of the orders I had given before I left. "You are to be completely naked while in the room, even if you have to answer the door." I knocked instead of using the key. After a brief wait I saw a shadow through the security viewfinder and knew Genie was on the other side of the door. The door opened just enough to unlock it but not enough for me to see the inside.

As I opened the door I knew immediately that the game was on and I was in control. Genie was kneeling naked on the floor by the door, her head bowed and hands behind her back. Now it was my turn to be dumbfounded. What had given her the idea to behave this way? I had watched enough porn to know the slave position of respect to the master but did not think Genie would know anything about submission. 

I quickly regained my composure and stole a glance both ways down the hall before I entered the room. Seeing no one coming, I walked past my slave but left the door wide open. She knew she was exposed to anyone who walked past, but only I knew the coast was clear. I left her there for several minutes while I took off my sweaty clothes, the whole time listening carefully for a sound that could indicate someone was approaching. Genie did not change her position or make any attempt to speak.

"Come," was all I said and she turned to crawl towards me. She made no attempt to close the door or stand.

"You may close the door and stand," I said.

She gracefully stood up, closed the door and moved to kneel in the slave position in front of me. She did not speak but instead waited for me to start the conversation.

Naked but still sweaty, I circled her admiring her beauty, her poise and her vulnerability. She never looked up at me. Her breath was rapid. She was either excited or scared.

My eyes moved to the TV and the camera that I had placed next to it. A porn movie was still playing showing a woman fucking two men. My eyes narrowed as I focused on the camera which had been moved since I had placed it facing the door.

"You have violated my commands," I admonished. "Please explain."

"I am sorry Master...but I hoped that you would not mind if changed the movie." Master? Her lips were trembling. Clearly she was fearful that I would be angry. My god this power was intoxicating. My dick stirred to life simply because of this new found power.

"After you left I decided that I wanted to be your obedient sex slave as you had commanded. But I don't know anything about being a sex slave. I looked through the list of movies to see if I could find one that would teach me how to be a good slave."

"Hmm," I said in a tone that would indicate displeasure even though I was ready dance around the room.

She continued. "I found a movie about a young girl that was forced to be the sex slave to a married couple. I watched that one instead. I hope you will not be angry with me." As she said this, her lips started to quiver and body showed a slight tremor.

"I appreciate that you were trying to be a good slave, but slaves do not make their own decisions. They let their masters make their decisions so that they do not go astray. You should have waited until I returned." I was trying to impart as much discipline as I could while trying to hold back a smile. It was like a parent disciplining a toddler.

"And what about the video camera? I gave you explicit orders not to touch it."

"The movie got me all turned on. I started to please myself as you had ordered. I felt guilty about having pleasure without you present so I decided to video tape myself for your pleasure. I merely turned the camera towards the bed and adjusted the zoom. Please don't be angry. I was only trying to please you."

I sat down in front of my slave and watched her silently pondering my next move. While I was pleased that she had acted only to please me, I needed to reinforce that I was in charge and that she cannot act independently.

"Slave," I addressed her. "This is not a democracy. When you agreed to be my slave you seeded all authority over your sexual activity to me. You will need to be punished for your actions so that you may learn for the next time. Come lay across my lap in the ready position," I commanded.

Without hesitation she stood and laid face down on my lap. Ten times I spanked her. I hit her hard enough to turn her ass red. When I was finished I felt her pussy out of curiosity. As I had expected, she was wetter than I have ever seen her.

I pushed her off of me and announced that I was going to take a shower.

"May I speak?" she asked with her head bowed.

"Yes."

"I took the liberty of drawing a bath for my master. The room has a very large bath with whirlpool jets and a heater." She still avoided my eyes. "The bath is ready for you now. Would you like me to wash you?" The last question she asked with a hopefulness that I would be pleased.

I looked up towards the bathroom and for the first time noticed that it was not the typical hotel bathroom. It was a wide open space with a large bath and shower. You could see both clearly from any point in the room. The shower was large enough for two, had a bench and was made completely of clear glass and actually projected into the living space of the room. The only private part of the bathroom was the toilet which was in its own closet. It was clearly designed to be sexy. I wondered if the double bed rooms in the hotel had the same layout. I could imagine some awkward moments with business travelers who shared a room.

"I can get used to this," I thought to myself. I walked into the bathroom and settled into the tub. Genie got out a wash cloth but before she could start washing me down I noticed a TV in the bathroom.

"I forgot what you said. Did you cum while watching the porn movie?" I asked.

"No, I wanted to save my orgasm for while you were here."

"Would you like to cum now."

"Oh, yes. Please. It took all of my will power to pull out the vibrator."

"Very well. I am sure this TV will show the movie you have already purchased. Bring up your favorite seen and get your vibrator." She did as she was told and brought up a scene from the movie. The scene showed a beautiful blonde slave girl having sex with couple who I assumed were her masters.

Genie sat on the deck of the tub watching the movie. She started massaging her clit with her fingers. As she got more turned on, she needed oral stimulation so she put the vibrator in her mouth. The slave in the movie was putting on a show for the couple and Genie emulated her. Genie had two fingers in her vagina while sucking on the vibe. She was literally fucking herself in the face and vagina.

The movie progressed and the slave found herself fucked missionary by the husband. Genie moved the vibe to her vagina to mimic the show. She was fucking herself feverishly with gyrations of her hips matching the vibe. At the same time, her other hand massaged her clit.

The wife in the movie then straddled the slave's face and then got a good tongue lashing. I was a little surprised that Genie selected this scene since to my knowledge she had never been with another woman. Genie hesitated, confused at how she was going to mimic the movie.

"Put your wet fingers in your mouth," I suggested. She hesitated again because she was briefly uncomfortable about sucking her own juices but then conceded to her inner struggle and sucked her juices off her fingers. This seemed to turn her on even more. I tucked this fact away in my brain for later recall.

By this time I was hard as a rock and stroked myself under the water.

This continued for another few minutes with Genie occasionally returning her fingers to her vagina to pick up some more secretions. She really reached a quandary when the husband started fucking the slave in the ass.

"I don't think you thought this all the way through when you chose this scene," I joked. 

"I know, but there were not many scenes in this movie that did not involve some anal sex," she returned.

"I guess that goes with being a sex slave," I quipped. She shot me a give-me-break look. Again she hesitated and again I gave her a suggestion. "Rub the vibe on the outside of your butt hole. Kind of like anal sex light."

She did as I asked but now fucked herself with her fingers. Her moaning was soon accompanied by sloshing in her quim. Her fingers moved at a furious pace while the vibe stimulated her asshole. She was nearing climax when I reminded her that she needed to ask me permission before she came.

"Please master, may I cum now? I can't take this anymore."

I did not respond immediately. I wanted her to feel my control. I could see agony on her face as she struggled to control herself.


A Night in the City Ch. 01



"Cum now my slave," was all I said just before she exploded into the biggest orgasm I can recall her having.

She recovered by the side of the tub. When she went to turn off the movie I asked her to leave it on. I was hoping that I might learn something as well.

She climbed into the tub with me and started cleaning me off. Her hands found my hard on and gently pulled at it. "Can I please put you in my mouth? I need to feel a real penis," she asked

I sat up on the side of the tub to give her better access to my dick. She dove at it and started sucking away. Genie had always been a good cocksucker. Not a great one. She could never learn how to deep throat but she was good at using her tongue.

One hand pumped my dick using her saliva as lubricant while the other felt up my balls that keep shaved. I probably do more grooming down there than she does. I got an idea and pushed her away.

She looked disappointed but I reminded myself that she was here for my pleasure not hers. "Go get my shaving kit. I want you to shave my balls," I ordered.

She looked surprised. This was a task that I have never involved her in before but today thought "hey, why should I do this myself?" She retrieved my razor and shaving cream and lathered up my sac. Realizing that the shaving cream was a lubricant, she massaged into my scrotum, the space between my anus and scrotum and then used it as lubricant as she pumped my dick. It felt awesome.

I sat back and enjoyed as she massaged every part of the underside of my body. She even let her fingers gently linger along my anus. This was a new sensation for me and one I hoped to revisit soon. I did not want to cum right away so I redirected her efforts to actual shaving.

"Be careful with the razor, it would not bode well for you if you draw blood from your master," I reminded her. She looked up at me in amusement. She did an excellent job of shaving around my balls. She gave me a nice tuft of hair over my penis. To be honest, her job was not all that hard since I had shaved myself only the day before but I gave her a small victory.

Once done with the shaving she lathered up my balls, penis and ass and continued where she left off. She gave me an excellent hand job since I was all lathered up. The fingers of her other hand moved between my balls and anus. I was in heaven.

"I want to put your dick in my mouth," she asked breaking my concentration. I agreed and she used a wash cloth the clean off the lather. By this time she was turned on again and greedily gobbled up my penis. She tried to deep throat me but this skill still eluded her. She took me as far as she could go without gagging then slowly let me out. All the while, she was massaging my balls and asshole. Eventually, I could hold out no longer and erupted into her mouth. Although she was usually not a great swallower, she had enough insight to realize that today would not be a good day to pull away at the last minute.

I was in heaven and took my time coming down to earth. Genie finished washing me off and then dried me with a towel. She put out clothes for me to wear and helped me dress before dressing herself.

"Would you like to choose what I wear this afternoon?" she asked. "Oh, and were would my master want to go anyway?"

"We are going to SoHo for some shopping. You need to buy some clothes that are more appropriate for your new role as my sex slave." 

"As you wish..." she replied.

I looked through her clothes and found only conservative dresses. I choose a sundress that was loose fitting and reached only her mid-thigh. Not exactly slave attire but I would soon remedy that.

"Where do you keep your underwear?" I asked.

She opened a compartment in her suitcase for me. "Please hand me all of your panties. A slave is not entitled to wear panties. I will allow you to wear a bra only so that you will be more comfortable. Should you need discipline, I may choose to take your bra away from you."

She handed me her panties. Put on a bra and then her dress. She put on boots to complete the outfit. She looked amazing. Very sexy but not at all slave-like.

"Lift your skirt," I commanded. 

She lifted her skirt showing her naked bush. I fingered her until she teetered on the verge of falling over.

"When will you fuck me?" she whispered.

"As my slave you need to earn the privilege of having me dick in your vagina. I will fuck you only then." I pulled away my fingers. "Now let's go."

With her face still flushed, together we walked out into the afternoon, Master and Slave.

As we left the hotel, Genie paused at the doorman expecting to get in a cab. "Sorry, hun. We're going to take the subway. It will be much faster."

She looked at me with a "you gotta be kidding look" but then took my arm as I led her down the block to the subway entrance.

We boarded the A train and saddled up to a pole. Genie was a little nervous about being on the subway having never lived in the city. She moved in close to me for protection from unknown assailants. 

I was pretty sure she had temporarily forgotten that she was still my slave I wanted to exert my control in this very public place. I pulled her in for a kiss. Not a quickie but a deep kiss with a lot of tongue. She hesitated at first, looking around to see if we were being watched. I put my hand on her pantiless ass and pulled her in with enough force for her to realize that I was not going to tolerate anything less than her undivided attention. "Feel me up," I whispered in her ear. Again she hesitated but grabbed her ass firmly to remind her of my authority.

As nonchalantly as she could she rubbed her hand on the crotch of my jeans. She moved her body to hide her hands but anyone who looked would know what was going on.

The subway ride to the Spring Street station was quick and much cheaper than a cab. As we exited the station I pulled out my tablet and searched for a lingerie store nearby. Most of the mall lingerie stores were located in the area but I was looking for someplace more avant guarde. I found a store named Pleasure Underground a few blocks away and thought it looked promising.

Genie put her arm in mine and let me lead her the few blocks to the store. As we arrived at the front of the door she hesitated for a moment as she pondered what she had gotten herself into. However, after a reassuring touch to her hand she followed me into the store.

The store looked pretty similar to the typical mall lingerie store that carries merchandise appropriate for the campus slut and the 14 year old high school girl. Racks of lingerie were topped with mannequins in various stages of undress. There were 3 young sales attendants all dressed in a beige dress coat uniform that were buttoned from the neck to their knees. Two of them stood behind a counter with a glass showcase that contained all kinds of sex paraphernalia from vibrators to butt plugs.

Genie and I started to browse and were shortly approached by one of the perky sales attendants. "Can I help you find something in particular?"

"Not at the moment. We want to browse a little first, but thank you," I answered.

"Take your time we are here if you need us," she replied.

We walked around the store moving from rack to rack. There was plenty of pretty lingerie but I could not find anything that was appropriate for a slave. Genie was quietly following me but would only speak when I asked her an opinion.

After we had made our round of the entire boutique we were approached by a sales attendant who was different from the others. While the other woman looked like models with their flowing hair and soft makeup, this woman was more severe in her appearance, yet just as beautiful. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a tight bun and her makeup accentuated her eyes and lips.

"Not finding what you are looking for?" she asked trying to be helpful.

"Well, not really. While everything here is quite beautiful, I was looking for something more avant guarde, something with an edge," I replied.

She turned to Genie and asked "How about you? Do you find anything here to your liking?"

Genie avoided here gaze and answered "I will be fine with whatever my husband choses."

She nodded in understanding. "This is not our entire collection. We have more showrooms in the back. Would you like to me to show them to you?"

"Please," I responded for the both of us. Now we are getting somewhere.

We followed her to a back hallway off which there were several doorways. "Why don't we start here?" our clerk offered as she opened the middle door on the right.

Genie and I followed her in. Like the room in front, this room had racks of lingerie. However, the lingerie was all some variation of leather. Leather corsets, teddies, bras and thongs. Everything was leather. There was a wall entirely covered in mannequin heads covered with masks.

"Is this what you were looking for?"

I was too chocked to respond immediately. I had never seen anything like it. "Yes, this is more like it."

The sales clerk turned to Genie and said "kneel." The command caught Genie off guard. She looked at me in surprise. Her hesitation did not sit well with our clerk who again commanded her to kneel, this time more forcefully. Genie got on her knees and assumed the slave position of respect to her master.

"Let me guess," she said as she turned towards me. "The two of you have a night away in the city and decided to play a domination game."

Now it was my turn to hesitate. I paused for a minute then nodded agreement.

"I could tell from the moment you walked in the store. We get a few couples a weekend just like you." She was not at all condescending in her tone so I started to relax. "Well, I am glad you found us. You came to the right place. We are here to help you enjoy your little game and possibly continue it even after you go back home."

The clerk started unbuttoning her uniform, letting it falls to the floor. Under the uniform she was wearing a leather corset with a thong bottom which clipped to thigh high stockings.

"My name is Mistress Diana. I am the bondage and slavery specialist here at Pleasure Underground," she announced. "I would love to help you start your journey."

By this time Genie had given up keeping her head down. She stared slack jawed at the beautiful woman before us who was very scantily dressed. I did not reprimand Genie as I too was stunned at the turn of events.

Mistress Diana focused her attention on Genie who quickly averted her eyes. She walked around Genie appraising her from all angles. "I can see that this was not a planned adventure. You are clearly not wearing attire appropriate for a slave. You also lack even the most basic slave training," this time directing the statement at me.

"Well, this was completely spontaneous. One minute we were falling over each other drunk, the next she was my obedient sex slave. I thought she would eventually change her mind but seems to get more into it as we go along," I replied. "Neither of us know more than what she learned watching a sex slave porn movie in the hotel room."

Mistress Diana laughed in an amiable way. "Well, most of our new clients have thought this out a little more, but I think I can work with you. Have you had to discipline her yet?"

"A couple of times. She seems to like a good spanking. It gets her pussy wet." Genie flinched briefly at my vulgarity but remained in her slave position.

"Oh, a spanker! I have some great things to show you," she said clinically. "If you would like, I would be happy to get you started with our bondage starter kit. We have a reasonably priced kit that has most of the things you need to control a sex slave. Would you be interested in seeing it?" she asked.

"Definitely," I responded.

"We have a private room in the back that we use for consultations. Would you like me to take you there so I can get your oriented?"

"Is there a charge?"

"No. The consultation is free with the purchase of the kit."

"OK, let's go."

"Great. Would you like me to give orders to your slave while you are here?"

I thought about it but figured I could you a free lesson. I nodded affirmatively.

"You are her master, you need to tell her that she should follow my directions as if they were your own," advise Mistress Diana patiently.

"Slave, while we are in this store you will completely obey Mistress Diana."

"Slave, you will follow us in a crawl. Please do not make any attempt to cover yourself," commanded the Mistress.

We walked back into the hallway and down to the room at the end. Genie followed us in a crawl with her backside, which I knew to be bare, exposed to anyone who happened to looking down the hallway from the main showroom.

We entered a small room with a raised pedestal in the middle. 

"I'm sorry, how should I address you?" she asked me. 

I thought for a moment but decided that giving her our real names would be harmless. She would eventually know from my credit card anyway. "My name is Eric and my slave here is Genie."

"Nice to meet you Master Eric," she said as she shook my hand. She turned to the kneeling Genie and commanded "Slave Genie, please stand with your legs apart on this pedestal."

Genie immediately stood and took her position on the pedestal. Mistress Diana once again circled her as she appraised her client. "Slave, remove your dress."

Genie looked at me in stunned disbelief. Her eyes were questioning whether she had to follow orders from this woman.

"Do as Mistress Diana asks," I ordered her.

Slowly Genie lifted the hem of her dress to her waist then over her head. She looked very uncomfortable as she stood before me and a total stranger in just her bra.

"At least you got the no underwear rule down. How did it feel to walk through the city naked below your dress?" she asked Genie but did not expect an answer. "On the other hand, a slave's nipples should always be exposed to her outer garments. Bras like this are for nuns."

Again, Mistress Diana appraised her client this time clucking her disapproval. "A slave should not have such a hairy cunt. She should always be freshly shaved and prepared for her master," she said as walked around to Genie's backside.

Genie caught looked at me pleading with her eyes. I thought back to my initial agreement and replied "She keeps it this was for my pleasure. I do not like a woman to be hairless." She poked her head from behind Genie and gave me a conspiratorial look that let me know that she knew I was lying for Genie. 

"Well there is plenty of room between hairy and hairless. A hairless pussy increases the pleasure for you and her."

Still behind Genie she ordered her to bend forward so she can get a better look at her anus. Genie again looked at me in the hope that I would save her the humiliation but I just nodded for her to comply.

"Very nice," complemented our dominating sales clerk as she touched her rosebud. "I presume she is an anal virgin."

Not wanting to be caught in a lie again, I decided to be honest. "Yes, it was a condition stipulated at the start of her servitude to me."

"Very well. By the way, what is her safe word?"

I looked at her blankly. My mind raced to figure this one out. She obviously could tell from my facial expression that I had no idea what she was talking about.

"I always advise my new clients, especially the married ones, to have an agreed upon safe word that a slave can use to halt the game should events get beyond her comfort zone. I have seen too many marriages end because the master got a little too aggressive with the slave."

Now that was a great idea. I liked this woman more and more.

"Let me think," I said.

"I'm sorry Master Eric, but the slave should choose the safe word. It should be a word that gives her comfort."

"Very well, slave. You may speak once you have chosen a word," I offered.

Genie thought for a minute then replied "Willow."

I smiled in recognition. She had chosen the street name of our first apartment in Hoboken. We lived there when we first got married. We left just before our second child was born. We both loved our time on Willow Street.

"Willow it is. Remember, when Slave Genie uses this word all activities must stop. You must honor this agreement. A slave's commitment to her master is based on trust. Once she no longer trusts you, the game is spoiled as may be your marriage." She walked to the front of Genie and looked her in the eyes. "A slave needs to know that using the work is a serious event. Using it too often will not only spoil the fun but typically ends the evening."

Genie nodded her understanding.

"Excellent," segwayed Mistress Diana. "So far I know you would like the Bondage starter kit. Are you interested in any clothes?"

"Yes, we need to find her something more appropriate for a slave."

"I am sure I can find something you will like." She turned to face Genie to share a conspiratorial gaze then said to me. "Why don't you leave me and your slave alone? I am sure we can find something that you will like."

"Feel free to look around. If you would like, there is a waiting room with refreshments to the left down the hall."

I left the room and closed the door. I was a little nervous about leaving Genie in the hands of stranger but figured that this did not look like a place that would shake down customers. I was curious what Mistress Diana was up to but figured I would order Genie to tell me later.

I decided to explore the various rooms along the hall. The first room I came to had all sorts of dungeon accessories. Chains, wall racks to chain someone to and furniture that was so bizarre I wondered how it was used. I doubted Genie and I would ever graduate to this type of experience so I decided to move on.

The next room was the latex room. All the lingerie was latex themed. I browsed around and for the most part wondered how anyone could even get the tight fitting clothes on, let alone be comfortable.

The last room I explored was filled with toys. These were not the typical items found in the front of the store. These I had only seen on the Internet. Paddles, whips, all types of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs and more. I could explore this room for hours. I wondered if Genie would like to be spanked with a paddle. I wondered if Genie would like one of the large dildos or a vibrator. I would have liked to see her in a butt plug but knew that was pushing it.

I came across a curious item in a display case. It was shaped like a butterfly but had small dick protruding and a curious tail. Next to it was a remote control. It was a curiosity that I would bring up with the Mistress.

After I had finished exploring I decided to find the waiting room. I did not want to look like a pervert.

I looked at my watch. 45 minutes had passed since I left the two of them alone. I was curious what was taking so long. Just as I was preparing myself to go inquire about their progress, Mistress Diana came in and announced with fanfare that my slave was ready.

I followed her to the consultation room. I entered to find my wife on the pedestal hanging by restraints. Her legs were tied to the pedestal by leather cuffs while her arms were suspended from the ceiling, pulled back and out. She looked like a bird of prey ready to pounce on her victim. Her eyes were covered with a blindfold and her mouth was stuffed with a red rubber ball attached to straps that fastened behind her head. 

She was no longer wearing her lacey bra but now sported a leather outfit that little to the imagination. Her breast poked through the center hole of the bra section. Criss-crossing leather straps snaked down her torso to wrap but not cover her pussy lips. Her legs were covered with thigh high stockings with a seam running down the backside. Her feet were clad in 6 inch high red pumps. Her arms were covered in with black leather elbow length gloves over which the leather cuffs were fastened.




A Night in the City Ch. 01



She looked hotter then she had when we met 21 years ago. Not an ounce of fat or cellulite showed on her body. I felt my dick get hard in pants. Now it was my turn to circle my slave and appraise her transformation.

Her cunt was still hairy as ever. I guess there was little that the mistress could do about that here. As I turned around her back side I noticed two curiosities. First, there was jewelry hanging from her clit. It wasn't pierced. The jewelry was somehow clipped on. Even more surprising was a silver metallic ring emanating from her anus. This shocked me the most because her ass was strictly off limits to me. I wonder if Mistress Diana had made some break through on this front. I gently tugged on the ring to let Genie know that I had noticed but made no attempt to remove it. 

Did I see a blush of red on her ass cheeks? I believe she has been spanked while I was gone. It seems like Mistress Diana did more than dress my slave.

I circled back to the front and noticed jewelry attached to her nipples that I did not notice on my first go round. Her nipples were hard as erasers which allowed the jewelry to be attached easily.

As I came back in front of her, I turned to face her. She knew I was there. I could tell by her facial expression. I got in close to whisper my approval in her ear when I detected a familiar scent on her face. It was a little different than I was used to, but I knew immediately that it was the juices of another woman. My god, my wife has been eating out another woman. I presumed it was Mistress Diana but could not be sure until I interrogated Genie.

Now my dick was rock hard and uncomfortable. I pulled in close to Genie and whispered "You look amazing. I have never seen anyone look so damn good."

I removed the ball gag so I could kiss her on the lips. Actually, I wanted taste the juices of the other woman. My kiss was more of a slobbering face washing. Genie must have known what I was up to.

I rubbed my dick through my jeans and looked up at Mistress Diana to let her know that I was turned on. I made an inquisitive gesture pushing my crotch to Genie's mouth.

"Of course you can. She is your slave. Feel free to do with her as you please. The room is private and has no recording device."

That was all I needed to hear. I unzipped my pants, dropped my drawers and shoved my rock hard cock into her unexpecting mouth. I face fucked my wife as she was blindfolded and suspended in the back room of a lingerie store. If only I could tell someone about it.

Mistress Diana made no attempt to give us privacy. At first she watched us but then moved in to hold Genie's head as I fucked her mouth. After a minute she released her grip with one hand and started to massage her clit. Feeling stretched in two directions, Mistress released her head and circled to Genie's backside. She gently played with butt plug at the same time she massaged her clit. Genie moaned though my penis in pleasure.

I could not hold it anymore and came all over her face as I pulled out, adding my semen to the cunt juices already there.

I caught my breath and picked up my pants once I was certain I would not pass out. Once I regained my composure, Mistress asked "So I take it from your reaction that you approve."

"Absolutely. The transformation is miraculous."

"Thank you, I take that as a compliment," she responded with a smile. "Slave Genie has been obedient and a good sport. She tried on several items that she thought you would like before settling on this one. It is true to your command that she not have her pussy or nipples covered yet nicely accents her nice figure. She also selected a more modest outfit of a shelf bra, garter belt and stockings for dinner tonight."

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Let me go over our starter kit. You get both the arm and leg restraints. The body jewelry and this body paint kit." She held up the paint so I could see it. "The ball gag and blindfold are also included. Come here, I want to show you something." She motioned for me to join her at Genies backside.

"Slave has selected this spanking paddle from several choices in the start kit. I spanked her with almost all of them so she could chose the one she liked best. She chose well, this one has a nice sting but will leave no marks."

She pointed to Genie's ass crack. "I saw that you had already noticed the butt plug. It is included in the package. She tried to refuse it claiming that you had consented that her anus was off limits. I put the ball gag in her mouth which ended that conversation. You may have consented but I did not," she said with a conspiratorial wink.

She pulled on the butt plug to make her point to Genie that she had won that battle.

"We are almost done. There is one more item in the package that you need to select. Let' release her from her bonds and go back out into the show room," said the sales clerk.

We released Genie from her bonds and removed her blind fold. Genie immediately assumed the slave position with her head down and arms behind her back. She was good at this game. Well, not quite perfect. 

Annoyed by the butt plug, she tried to sneak an adjustment while were where not looking. Mistress Diana saw this and reprimanded her. "I don't recall anyone giving you permission to touch that." She handed me the paddle and gestured silently for me to punish her.

"Slave, assume a position to receive your punishment," I ordered with a stern voice. Genie bent forward onto her arms with her ass turned up. I gave her ten swats with the paddle. I felt nice in my hands and left nice square marks on her butt. Genie made small whimpering sounds after each swat but did not cry out.

Mistress Diana then walked to one of the walls and pushed on it revealing a door to the showroom I had not noticed before. Come to think of it, I never did see the two of them leave the room.

Genie hesitated to follow us. She was concerned that she would be exposed to strangers, or worse, acquaintances in the store.

Mistress called back to her. "You may stand and follow us. Don't be concerned, no one else will see you."

Genie reluctantly stood and followed her order. Her butt plug was visible between her cheeks.

Mistress led us to a case full of necklaces. "The final item in your package is a slave collar. We have many to choose from but only the first three rows to your right are included in the package. Should you prefer a collar that is not included in the package I can work out a credit."

"Slave Genie," I said. "Would you please choose a collar that you like? You may speak freely to Mistress Diana if you have a question." 

I took in the moment. My wife was standing for the most part naked in the middle of a lingerie store in New York City, butt plug protruding from her ass, choosing her slave collar. I started to feel the bulge in my pants again.

"Do you have a collar that is discrete? While I want to show my master that I love him and am his slave, I would prefer not announce it to my whole town."

"I have just the one for you: beautiful and discrete." She pulled a collar that was not in one of the included rows. "This collar is reversible. The side you see has the word Slave embossed on it." She turned the medallion for us, "but the other side has a beautiful rendition of the Fleur de Versailles."

The Fleur de Versailles was rose wrapped in ribbon. It was similar to the caduceus of the medical profession that is so familiar to all of us.

"Are you familiar with the Fleur de Versailles?"

We both shook our head.

"The Fleur de Versailles is the symbol of the Versailles Society of Slavery started before the French revolution by French noblemen who kept sex slaves for their debaucherous parties. The nobleman did not survive the revolution, but their society did."

"Oh my god!" Genie exclaimed. "I recognize this symbol. A few of the woman in our neighborhood have it on their jewelry."

"Well, now you have something to talk about. Few people outside of the slave lifestyle know what it means. The flower represents the love between master and slave while the ribbon symbolizes the straps of bondage that hold the relationship together. Come, let me put this on you."

She put the necklace on her. It was not quite the choker I associate with sex slaves but it did not dangle much and to the casual observer appeared as simply decoration. Genie practiced flipping the reversible medallion.

"I love it," she announced.

"Perfect. I know it was not in the first three rows but since you have been so obedient I will include it at no extra charge," Mistress said with a conspiratorial wink. "Is there anything else I can show you?"

I looked at my watch. It was getting late. We had dinner with the Rosen's in 90 minutes.

"Slave, we have to be going. We have dinner reservations in an hour and a half and still need to change. I am sorry to say that you will need to change out of this. It is not appropriate for dinner with the Rosen's. I will settle up with Mistress Diana."

Genie left us to get changed.

"I do have one more thing I want you to show me. I saw this butterfly contraption in the other room that caught my eye."

She smiled. "Oh yes, the Venus Butterfly. Come, let me show you it."

It settled the tab with Mistress Diana just as Genie came out from the room. Yet again, it was my turn to be surprised. She was not wearing the dress she came in but a black knit dress that was skin tight in the torso but loose below the waist. I could see her erect nipples though the fabric. Her skirt was very short, approximately to mid-thigh. She wore black stockings and 4 inch high heels. Of course, she was wearing her slave collar with the Fleur de Versailles visible.

I whistled my approval. "You look great. Now that is an outfit appropriate for my sex slave. Please lift your skirt so that I can see that you are not wearing any underwear."

She lifted the skirt to show me her naked but hairy bush. She was wearing only garters that held up her stockings.

"I am wearing a new bra that supports my breasts but leaves my nipples exposed so they can be seen through the fabric. The friction of the fabric on the nipples keeps them hard and visible for your pleasure," said my wife/slave.

Mistress Diana surveyed her creation. "You look great. Your transformation is nearly complete. You really do need to do something about that jungle," pointing to her pubic hair. "It ruins the whole look." 

She took out a business card and wrote and name and number on the back. "If you want a professional waxing or electrolysis, go see them. They have a shop in the village. They are experienced and have a fine selection of body jewelry. Once you are hairless, you will probably want to get your labia pierced."

I took the card but said "Maybe another day. We really need to be hurrying along. You have been very helpful. Slave Genie, please thank Mistress Diana for her help."

Genie walked right up to the mistress, embraced her and started to kiss her passionately. Both of them were locked in a tender embrace that lasted far longer than it should have. 

Genie separated herself from Mistress Diana. She smiled as she used her finger to clean up the saliva on her face then licked it off. "Thank you," she said with a wide grin.

"I can't wait to hear what that was all about," I said as we left the store.



A Night in the City Ch. 02



"I'll only be another minute," I called out from the toilet.

I finished my business opened the door and washed my hands and face in the sink. Genie was right where I left her, kneeling with her head bowed and her hands behind her back. She was wearing only her garters, stockings, pumps and shelf bra. When we had arrived back from the Pleasure Underground she immediately removed her new dress as per the rules of the room but in the interest of time I allowed her to leave on what underwear she had.

We were running late for dinner with the Rosen's. Genie was already dressed for the night but I still needed to freshen up. I too had removed my clothes to get changed, leaving them in strewn around the floor for my slave to pick up later.

Genie had asked if she could clean up after her adventures in the lingerie store but I denied the request on the pretense of not having enough time. In truth, I wanted her to be reminded all night of the slut that she had become. I was also got a little turned on thinking that Dawn or Rob might be able to pick up on the distinctive smell of sex.

Taking in the view of my submissive wife/slave in her sexy attire caused a stirring in my groin. We were pressed for time but I suddenly had the urge from a blow job. I would have fucked her instead but decided that demanding a blow job at such an awkward time reminder her that she was mine to command as I saw fit. Plus, I was a good fucking is probably what she wanted right now and I was not inclined to give her pleasure just yet.

Still naked with a semi-soft dick, I stood in front of my slave whose head was tilted down out of respect. I lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. I was not sure what to expect. They could have been angry or even frightful, but what I found was love and excitement.

"Open your mouth," I commanded. She complied immediately and shoved in my penis.

With her hands behind her back and my hands holding her head I fucked her face. She did not protest and I did not abuse her. I gently slid my now rock hard penis in and out, occasionally giving her time to catch her breath. As I pulled out she eagerly sought out my member pulling it back in. Her mouth was as wet as a turned-on vagina. It felt great, especially when she swirled her tongue around my head. Unfortunately, I had already came in her mouth at the store so it took me longer to cum than I had expected. Genie never gave any indication of annoyance or discomfort. The whole time she eagerly sucked my dick. Eventually though, I felt the familiar stirring in my balls which led quickly to my eruption into her mouth.

She did not pull away as she took the entire load into her mouth. As I pulled out, she opened her mouth to show me my load. She was waiting for my instruction to swallow. I decided to test her a little.

I turned away and began to dress for the evening. I occasionally stole glances in Genie's direction to ensure that she was still showing me her cum filled mouth. By now her jaw must have hurt but I did not rush. Only once I was finished did I tell her that she could swallow. With obvious relief, she swallowed it all in one gulp. Once again she showed me her open mouth for me to inspect, proving that she took it all. I nodded in confirmation and she closed her mouth.

"We are supposed to meet them around the block in 10 minutes so we don't have much time," I advised. I sat on the sofa and ordered Genie to stand in front of me.

"You did very well my Pet. I am happy with your training so far. I am also proud of the outfit you have chosen for tonight. It is appropriate for my sex slave but subtle enough not to be slutty," I complimented. "I have one final addition." I reached into the Pleasure Underground bag and removed the Venus Butterfly.

Genie looked at it inquisitively but did not speak until I gave her permission.

"You may speak freely. And by the way, I give you permission now to speak freely when we are in the company of Dawn and Bob."

"What is that?" she asked.

"It is called a Venus Butterfly. You wear it like underwear. A little remote control allows me to stimulate you discretely."

"You can't be serious. You don't expect me to wear that out to dinner with two of our oldest friends. What if they find out I am wearing it? I would be mortified."

"They will not find out. But even so, you are my slave for the night and have no say in the matter. Now step closer so I can fasten this to you."

Genie hesitated as she considered her options. She clearly was not pleased by my plan but I am sure she did not want another round of spanking. I also knew that being a sex slave was turning her on. Her day had already been an adventure full of firsts for her. She had watched a porno by herself, shaved my balls, had sex with another woman and walked nearly naked around the lingerie store. Eventually she nodded her head in agreement and moved so I could fasten the device to her.

I took at closer look to see how it fit on a real person. The butterfly had three parts. There was a Y shaped probe that stimulated her clit. There was a small penis that entered and stimulated her vagina and an anal probe that was optional. You can extend it to cover the anus or leave it retracted. There were straps to hold it all in place.

I explained to Genie how the device worked and asked her to put it on.

"OK, I do it but I can't use the anal thingy. My butt still hurts from the plug that Mistress Diana made me wear. I am not opposed to trying it another time, but not tonight. Will you please understand and not punish me. I am trying to be a good slave and against my judgment I will wear this thing tonight. But my butt just can't take anymore stimulation."

I considered her plea. When we started this game she made me promise that her anus was off limits. Mistress Diana at the Pleasure Underground ignored our agreement and ordered her to wear a butt plug. While on the subway back, Genie complained that the plug was hurting her virgin ass too much. I told her to remove it right there on the train. She initially declined because of the potential for public exposure but I reassured her that no one would even notice on the crowded train. I guess she really was uncomfortable because she reached around and pulled it right out while standing at a pole in the middle of the train. I presume no one noticed but neither of us will ever know.

"Fine, you can leave the anal stimulator retracted."

She placed the plastic cock in her vagina and seated her clit in its stimulator. She then tightly fastened the straps and presented herself with a Viola! pose.

I took up the remote control to give it a try. It had 3 rows with two buttons each. In order to be more discrete, there was no text to describe the functions. I tested them out and found them to be quite intuitive. The first row controlled the clit, the second the penis and the third controlled the anal probe. The buttons on each row increased and decreased the intensity. There were also all stop and restart buttons.

I gave it a try. First I used the middle row to cause the dick in her pussy to vibrate. She immediately felt it and vocally said "oh my god" as she was suddenly being fucked. I backed off the dick and turned up the clit vibe. She took in a deep breath as she was suddenly being stimulated. I then activated both to give her double stimulation.

"Oh my god, that feels good!" she exclaimed. She reached to hold on to something to steady herself but found nothing within reach. She became slightly unstable so I hit the quick off switch at the top. She quickly regained her balance.

I tried the anal probe but as expected that was non-functional in its retracted state.

Satisfied that everything was worked appropriately I got up to leave. "Let's go, we are late. Put on your dress."

Genie did as she was told and put the dress which had been draped over a chair over her head. She looked beautiful and a quick glance showed me that the butterfly was not visible.

Together we walked out the door and onto the elevator. While on the elevator, with the security cameras watching, I pulled out the remote and turned on the clit and penis. She nearly lost her balance as the device went to work on her. When the door opened at the lobby I turned it off.

As we walked through the lobby she whispered to me, "Don't be so aggressive with that. If you want to use it without detection you need to be gentler. I can barely stand when you turn it up so high."

I reached into my pocket and turned it on, this time only slightly.

"Ah, that feels better. I feel it just enough to get turned on but not enough to prevent me from walking."

We had to hurry, so I turned it off. Once more during the walk I could not resist the temptation to turn it on while we waited for a light. Genie gave me a smile of approval as she walked on.

We arrived at Restaurant Chez Pierre only 10 minutes late. As usual, Dawn and Bob were already having their first drink. Usually they were pretty buzzed by the time we sat down for dinner. Kisses and handshakes were shared all around. Bob asked for our drink orders and disappeared into the bar.

Dawn looked as hot as ever. She had a great figure and always dressed provocatively. More than once I fantasized about having an affair with her. Today she was wearing an all-white dress with a very short skirt, the kind of skirt that would show her private parts if she bent over to pick something up. Her C-cup cleavage was accentuated by a plunging neckline which clearly precluded a bra.

Dawn quickly focused on Genie's dress which was not typical for her. "My, my, you are clearly dressed for a night away from the kids. Do you always were something so sexy when you two are alone? I feel like we are intruding."

"Don't be silly," replied Genie. "We look forward to having dinner with two of our oldest friends. I just wanted to be a part of the city vibe." She looked at me with eyes that questioned whether I got the double entendre. To let her know I had, I used the remote control to turn on the butterfly vibrator which caused her to shiver.

Bob returned with our drinks and we chatted about life, kids and our parents. It was just like old times.

Dawn noticed Genie's necklace and asked about the Fleur de Versailles. "Genie, that necklace is stunning. What is the engraving, is that a flower?"

Genie tried to deflect the question. "Yes, it is a flower wrapped in a ribbon. I found it at a second hand shop in our town."

"It is unique," said Dawn. "Does is have any special meaning?"

"Not as far as I know," replied my wife.

I reached into my pocket and turned on the vibe to let Genie know that her deception had worked only on Dawn and that she was still my slave. I left it on a little longer than usual. Genie found it hard to carry on a conversation with her pussy and clit being massaged. Genie grew quiet and her eyes glazed over for a short while. I tried to carry on the conversation for her.

The hostess came over and told us our seats were ready. She seated us in a banquet for 4 towards the back of the restaurant.

After we sat, we ordered another round of cocktails and a bottle of wine for the table. As Genie was ordering her dinner I turned on the Butterfly just to tease her. She briefly lost her train of thought so I finished ordering for her.

After our appetizers where served I gave her another treatment with the vibe. The time Dawn sensed something was up.

"Ok, what is going on with you two? First Genie shows up wearing these sexy clothes. Then every 20 minutes she goes into a trance. Are you two taking something?"

"Of course not," replied Genie. "Nothing is up."

"Cut the crap Genie. You know better than to try and fool me. Why are you wearing a Fleur de Versailles necklace?"

Genie's words got stuck in her throat. Her lips moved but no words came out.

"Come on you two. Bob and I live in this city. You don't think we know about the Fleur de Versailles. To be honest, I never expected to see it around your neck," she said to Genie.

"Well you got us," I said. Genie kicked me under the table to prevent me from outing her but I figured what the hell.

"We decided to have some fun so Genie has agreed to be my sex slave for the weekend. We got the necklace in a lingerie store in SoHo. Look, it is reversible." I reached over and turned the necklace so the word slave was visible instead of the flower.

"So she has to do whatever you tell her to do?" asked Bob who barely spoke up to now.

"Pretty much. There are a few rules but she has been pretty obedient so far. I have only had to punish her a few times this afternoon."

Again Bob spoke up. "Punish her?" 

"Yes, just a little spanking. She kind of likes it."

Dawn and Bob shared a shocked look.

It was Dawn's turn to ask questions. "So, why has she been checking out periodically? From what I can see, you have not touched her."

I smiled and debated how much I should reveal. What the hell, in for a penny....

I pulled out the remote control and put it on the table. Genie looked like she wanted to crawl under the table. She was so embarrassed she could not speak.

"What is that?" asked Bob.

"Try it," I offered.

Bob picked it up and after studying it pressed a button. Nothing happened.

"Try one of the second buttons on the top two rows," I prompted.

He pressed and Genie shook. He pressed another button and she opened her mouth but nothing came out.

"What is it?" asked Dawn.

I explained the mystery. "Genie is wearing a device called the Venus Butterfly on her crotch. This remote control turns on and off stimulators in her pussy and on her clit." Genie was having difficulty catching her breath so I gave Bob a hand signal to turn it off.

Dawn was wide eyed in surprise. She grabbed the remote from Bob. "You mean she is wearing the device right now? How kinky, especially for you two. I want a turn with the controls."

I looked at Genie who was staring back at me with anger in her eyes. "Sure, give it a try. I am sure Genie won't mind, will you dear?"

Dawn started pressing buttons and Genie sat back and made the best of it. Dawn quickly go the hang of it and had Genie moaning at the table. Genie leaned her head against me and started once again hyperventilate. Once she bit into my shoulder I knew she was close to cumming. She whispered in my ear to ask permission to cum. "Sure," was all I said. 30 seconds later she shivered quietly as all her nerves fired at once. Genie had achieved another first for the day.

Dawn was thrilled. "Wow, that was hot," she said with excitement. "I have never seen anything like that. You came right here at the table." She looked at me and asked, "Can I try it?"

"I don't see why not? I bet Genie would like to get rid of it after her orgasm." I looked at Genie who was still coming down from her high. "Why don't you and Dawn go to the bathroom together? You can take off the Butterfly and let her wear it."

The two girls got up and walked to the bathroom hand in hand.

Bob and I watched them walk away then turned to each other. He had said little so far this evening. "Did you really think you could hide something like a slave game from Dawn? She has a nose for this sort of thing. She nails more of our friends than you can imagine. Half the parents in our kid's school are afraid when she is around," Bob said with a wry grin.

We chatted for a while before the girls returned. They returned just after our appetizers were served.

I noticed immediately that they had switched clothes. Dawn came up to me and apologized for taking so long, "it was a small single person bathroom, it was kind of hard to make the switch."

She reached out and handed me a tightly bundled collection of fabric. On closer inspection, I could tell it was Genie's bra and a white lace thong which I assumed was Dawn's. I looked up with a puzzled expression.

Dawn answered for the two of them. "When I extended the anus stimulator, the butterfly would not fit well with my dress so we had to exchange our clothes." She gestured to Genie, "Genie could clearly not wear a black shelf bra with that plunging neckline. As for my thong, I figured if was going to play your game, I would play by your rules."

Dawn motioned for me to let her in. Apparently, the girls were changing sides with Dawn next to me and Genie next to Bob. I got up and let her in hoping that she would not notice the woody in my pants. The thought of Dawn and Genie naked in a small bathroom together was a big turn on. Neither one was wearing any underwear to speak of.

"Now, let's see how this thing feels. I was not so easy to put on. Luckily Genie was there to help me." She winked at Genie which again got my mind wondering what it was like in there. "By the way, how do you tolerate that bush on her? I am surprised you have not made her shave for you."

Genie and I exchanged glances with each other. This topic keeps on coming up. Who knew it would be such an issue? We both knew we would have to rectify the problem in the future. I asked Genie, "Is Dawn shaved down there?"

She her cheeks flushed with embarrassment but answered "She has a small tuft of hair at the top but otherwise is smooth as silk."

I fished out the remote control and passed it across the table to Bob. Dawn stopped me. "Oh, no you don't. He is no good at controlling anything. I want you to be in control," she said. The way she said the word "control" left no ambiguity that she was talking about more than the butterfly.

Again Genie and I exchanged looks. This was clearly heading in an unexpected direction.

I was getting used to being in control so I sat back and pressed the button to turn on the clit massager. Dawn took in a deep breath and steadied herself with the table. After she got used to the clit massage, I switched to the cock vibrator. By this point her eyes were rolling into the back of her head. She leaned her head against my shoulder as I continued to work on her vagina and clit. In her pre-orgasmic state, she reached her hand over to feel my cock through my pants.

I was suddenly cognizant that I was crossing the line of infidelity with my wife right across the table watching me. I sought her eyes to see if she was angry. Our eyes met but I saw no anger or concern in her eyes. She had already experienced so many new things in one day; this was just one more step along the path.

I announced to Genie and Bob, "In case you didn't notice, she has her hands on my dick" so that everything was in the open. I did not want things to degenerate to the point that this game ended our friendship.

Genie must have had a similar concern but I was surprised by her way of diffusing the situation. She too moved in close to Bob and put her hand in his lap. She was feeling him up too!

Now this was getting interesting.

Bob looked at Dawn to seek permission to start this new phase of the game. Dawn just nodded in acquiescence.

With Bob and Genie distracted with their own fun, I then turned my attention back to Dawn who was quietly whimpering next to me. I decided to mess with her a little. I turned off both the clit and vaginal vibes. She looked up at me and groaned. I then turned on the anal probe which caused Dawn to sit upright. "You devil," was all she said.

After a minute of anal stimulation I went back to stimulating the other erogenous zones.

Eventually, Dawn shuddered with an orgasm. She did her best to stay quiet and fortunately the noise of the restaurant drowned out any sign of what we were up to.

I turned my attention back to Genie and Bob who were keeping themselves busy. Genie was rubbing his dick so aggressively that I wondered if it was taken out of his pants. Now he had his hands in her lap as well. Dawn's dress had a short skirt so I would not have been surprised if he had his fingers in her pussy. He must have sensed my question because while looking me in the eyes he pulled his fingers to his nose and sniffed. We both smiled at each other.




A Night in the City Ch. 02



Although we had only been served our appetizers, we were no longer in the mood to eat. As soon as our main course was served we asked for the check. All of us left our entrees for the most part uneaten.

"What else did you get do you buy at the Pleasure Underground?" Dawn asked as we put our credit cards on the table.

With a nod I asked Genie to answer the question for us.

"Eric bought me some slavewear and a slave starter kit. Besides a demonstration in the store, we have not had time to look at it all," Genie replied.

"Slavewear? That sounds interesting," Dawn said emphasizing the last word.

"As you might guess, it doesn't cover much. I have to say, I looked and felt sexy in it." I nodded in agreement.

"What was in the kit?" asked Dawn.

"Why don't you come on up to our room and we can show you?" I answered realizing that Dawn had been fishing for an invitation all along.

"That sounds like fun," replied Dawn as she gave my hard on a squeeze. I liked where this was going.

We paid the check and left the restaurant. Dawn and Bob walked ahead of us clearly discussing the turn of events. Actually, Dawn was doing all the talking and Bob was doing all of the nodding.

Once their conversation ended, they paused so Genie and I could catch up. We walked the few blocks to our hotel. Only once along the way did I turn on the butterfly to remind Dawn that I still had the remote. However, once we were alone in the elevator I turned on all three vibes at ¾ speed. Dawn practically crumpled as she grabbed her crotch. Again I wondered what the security guards saw.

With the butterfly still buzzing, the four of us walked from the elevator to our room. As I put the key in the reader, I turned to Genie and reminded her "that the rules of the room still apply." Genie reluctantly nodded her understanding as did Dawn and Bob.

I had thought at the moment that Dawn and Bob were just confirming that they understood that Genie, as my slave, was bound to the rules but I was surprised when all three of them entered the room and assumed the slave position.

To say I was confused would have been a gross understatement. "What is this?" I asked.

Of course Dawn was the one to respond. "Permission to speak?"

"Granted."

"Bob and I have played master slave games for years. We usually switch roles. Tonight was his night to be the slave and me the master." She looked up at me to see if I was following her and to see my reaction. "In the restaurant I became your slave when I handed you my underwear. I reminded Bob on the way over that since I am your slave, so is he. For tonight, we will both be your sex slaves and follow your every command."

Both Genie and I looked at her dumbfounded. This turn of events was completely unexpected. First, we never thought that they had engaged in such kinky pursuits. Second, how can they so willingly submit to me? I was having trouble controlling one slave who was also my wife. Now I had three including two longtime friends.

"You're kidding me, right?" I asked incredulous. "All three of you are going to be my sex slaves for the night? I don't even know what to do with one woman. Two women would be a real challenge. Add a man to the mix and I am completely lost."

Dawn responded. "Bob will do as much or as little as you desire. At my direction he has had intimate relations with other men. If you are interested he is willing. If not, I am sure you will find use for his talents. If you really are not into it, he can sit quietly on the sidelines. It is up to you...master." She gave me a warm smile that encouraged me to act.

"Very well, you all know the rules of the room. Get naked."

All three rose to their feet and started to disrobe. I was most interested in Dawn who I had never seen naked but certainly had my fantasies. She looked great in a bikini but the remainder was put together by my imagination.

Since she had already given me her panties and was not wearing a bra due to the low cut dress, all she had to remove was Genie's dress and the butterfly. Both came off quickly and efficiently. As she started to kneel again, I stopped her. "Dawn, please continue to stand. I want to inspect my new slave."

She bowed her head in compliance and put her hands behind her back. She had firm c-cup breasts with smallish areola and now hard nipples. Her pubic hair was shaved to a landing strip which I thought looked very sexy. As I circled to see the ass that I had so long admired from behind sunglasses, I was shocked to see a tattoo of the Fleur de Versailles on her buttock!

"Oh my god!" I said. "You have to be shitting me. All this time we thought we were flying under the radar with the Fleur de Versailles necklace and you have one tattooed on your ass." Now even Genie was breaking slave posture to check it out. "You must have thought us fools."

She looked up at me with a conciliatory smile. "Fools no, but I was amused to see that you were into this type of kinkiness. Bob and I have long wanted to swing with both of you but never had the nerve to ask. I saw and opportunity and took it," she said.

"Hmm. Looks like you are going to get your wish and more. Kneel," I commanded. Dawn quickly complied.

"Genie, please rise." 

"Dawn wants to see your new slave uniform. Please put it on for her."

"Yes, master."

She went to the shopping bag from Pleasure Underground and pulled out a tangle of leather. She had to remind herself how it all went on. After a few minutes of false starts and adjustments, she stood before us wrapped in leather with her tits and pussy sticking out uncovered.

She looked amazing except for one glaring problem that was finally in need of a solution.

"Slave, I am tired of the tangled bush you call pubic hair. It seems like everyone we have met today finds it distracting. It ruins the look of your new lingerie."

"Dawn, come here," I ordered. She quickly complied.

"Look at your fellow slave. She has a nicely shaved pussy with just enough hair to remind us that she is a woman and not a child." I turned to again address Genie. "I want you to shave just like her."

"As you wish, master" was all she said. She made no effort to move.

I snapped, "Now, I want you to do it now."

"Bu...but I don't know how. I have never shaved like that before."

"Slave Dawn, please help Slave Genie and show her how to shave a cunt like a good slave."

"With pleasure!"

Dawn surveyed our room looking for the bathroom and shaving kit. When she zeroed in on the glass shower which was the centerpoint of the room, I could see a light bulb go off.

"Master, do you mind if Genie and I take a shower together?"

A grin crossed my face once I caught on. "No problem. Genie, I guess you are taking a shower with Dawn."

Genie looked at me with a quizzical look but did not object. I guess she had done some many odd things today that this did not seem too crazy. She walked into the bathroom with Dawn and took off what little clothes she was wearing. Dawn was already warming up the shower and organizing the shaving cream and razor.

The two of them walked into the shower hand in hand. Dawn kissed Genie who responded eagerly with an open mouth. Bob and I watched the two women kiss under the shower. Maybe Bob had seen it before, but this was the first time I had seen my wife kiss anyone but me, let alone another woman. It was very sexy. An erection was quickly forming in my pants but still felt self-conscious about disrobing with a full erection in front of Bob. I was a little concerned that he might take things in a direction I did not intend.

Now that I thought of it, I was not sure what I was going to do with a male slave. I had no homosexual tendencies and started to get nervous. I was looking forward to having my way with the ladies but Bob was a distraction. I decided to send him on an errand.

"Bob, I have a feeling that we are going to need some lube before the night is through. Please go down to the gift shop and buy a tube." He looked at me with a you-gotta-be-kidding-me look but I returned a don't-fuck-with-me look and he started to get dressed again. I thought of the camera in the elevator a shook my head no. I tossed him a robe and said "This is all you will need." Now he was really giving me the you-gotta-be-kidding-me look.

"Let's not forget who is in charge here. If you have any plans on fucking either of those two women tonight you better get moving," I challenged.

Bob put on the robe and walked out the door. I needed to free my rock hard dick and got naked in a hurry. 

With dick in hand I refocused my attention on the girls and found Genie sitting on the bench in the shower with her legs spread. Dawn was liberally applying shaving cream to her bush with a razor between her teeth. With great care, she went to town on the unruly pubs. It was over in a few minutes. Dawn felt around Genie's vulva looking for stray hairs. A few touch ups and it was done.

Dawn was on her knees admiring her work and Genie's snatch. He hands changed modes. She was no longer looking for stray hairs but was now rubbing Genie's clit. Genie leaned back with her legs spread wide and enjoyed the sensation of being sensually touched on her newly bald private parts. Her head lolled backwards as the pleasure reached her. Her eyes closed and mouth was agape as Dawn's hands worked their magic.

Dawn must have some experience in pleasuring a woman because her fingers moved with practiced ease. She turned and looked out the glass to me as if asking my permission to continue. I nodded my ascent as Dawn lowered her tongue to Genie's swollen and expectant clit.

It was a beautiful sight seeing my wife and another woman, a woman who had been the object of my fantasies on several occasions, make love under the raining water of the shower. Dawn was determined to make Genie's experience a memorable one.

While tonguing her clit, Dawn moved first two fingers then four into Genie's vagina. I saw her occasionally let a finger drift lower to play with her anus. Genie ass may have been over stimulated before but she gave no protest now. In fact, she spread her legs wider to give Dawn better access to all her holes.

Eventually, Genie could no longer take the assault on her pussy. The tongue and fingers were too much for her as she rode them to a shattering orgasm.

After she came down, the two girls exchanged a passionate kiss under the falling water. Genie thanked Dawn as the two turned off the water and came out.

I handed them both towels. "Wow, that was beautiful. You were both hot and sexy."

"Looks like someone enjoyed the show as much was enjoyed performing," commented Genie as she took note of my erection.

Dawn had never seen me naked before and took in the sight of my 8 inch cock. "Can we help you with that?" she asked as she noticed for the first time that Bob was not here.

"Where is Bob?" she asked.

"I sent him on an errand," I returned.

"Without his clothes?" she asked noticing the pile on the floor.

"He has a robe. That's enough."

"Kinky," was her sole response to that.

Turning her attention back to me she asked both me and Genie "May I?" as her hands wrapped around my erection.

Genie the humble servant deferred to me.

"Kneel," I commanded. She complied and put her hands behind her back in slave position.

"Slave, come here and suck my dick," I ordered. With her hands behind her, Dawn shuffled over on her knees and took me into her mouth.

I kept eye contact with Genie as Dawn sucked me. I mouthed "I love you" to her so that she knew this was only a game. She smiled in return.

Dawn sucked me on her knees for a while then we moved to the bed and I had Genie come help her. I never thought I would see the day when two beautiful women would service my dick for my pleasure. It felt incredible. I was approaching orgasm as there was a knock on the door. I welcomed the distraction because the night was young and I was not ready to cum.

"Genie, answer the door," I ordered.

She immediately went to comply but then noticed her nakedness. Sometime after her shower she put back on her slave lingerie. Now with her pubs shaved bald, I can see that it did make a big difference. God, she was hot! She looked to me questioningly but then answered her own question and went to the door. Just about completely naked, she opened the door fully without even looking to see who was there. This girl learns fast. The entire hallway could see her naked as she found Bob returning with the lube.

"Ah, he has returned from his quest," I bellowed looking for my King Arthur voice while Dawn sucked my cock. "How was your journey?"

"At first I got a lot of stares but after I told them I published a famous girlie magazine I became everyone's best friend," he said with a grin.

"Seems like someone likes to be an exhibitionist," I said.

Dawn paused her ministrations on my dick and answered, "you have no idea."

"Did you get the lube?" I asked.

Bob held up a little bottle with a smile. Dawn grinned. It was then that I knew I was going to have her ass tonight.

I pushed Dawn away and got out of bed. I went to the bag from the Pleasure Underground and found the butt plug and a dildo. Before I satisfied my carnal desire, I wanted a little show.

"Genie, close the door and come here."

She did as she was told. Both she and Dawn assumed the submissive posture at the foot of the bed.

"Dawn has been kind to you. She has cleaned up your messy tangle of hair and ate you out. It is time for you to return the favor." 

I handed Dawn the butt plug and Genie the dildo. 

I turned to Genie. "I made a promise to you that I would not make you have anal sex tonight." Turning to look Dawn in the eyes "...so I am going to fuck Dawn's ass instead." Dawn smiled at the prospect. "I want you to prepare her ass for me with this dildo while you eat her out. Understood?"

"Yes, Master," was her reply.

Now addressing Dawn, "While Genie is preparing your ass for me, I want her to know that there will come a time that I will have her ass too so I want you to put the butt plug in her ass."

Dawn turned to Genie who went on her hands and knees to present her rosebud for penetration. Dawn put the butt plug in her mouth to lubricate it then gently placed it in Genie's sphincter. She fucked her ass for a few seconds with the butt plug then left it firmly in place. Genie returned to the submissive kneeling position. I walked around her to get a good view of the butt plug sharing the crack with the G-string of her lingerie. Hmm...

Dawn leaned back on the pillows already thrown on the floor and spread her legs for Genie. Her pussy lips were spread wide and thick in anticipation. Her pussy was cleanly shaven and looked delicious. I almost pushed Genie out of the way and had a midnight snack for myself. 

Dawn was so hot with desire she could not resist playing with her hood. Genie knelt in for a closer look. While I had suspected that Genie had serviced her Mistress in the Pleasure Underground, I have never witnessed her with another woman.

At first she was hesitant, gently probing her pussy lips and the hood of the clit. I got the impression she was trying to figure out how everything worked. Then, with reverence, she leaned in and licked her clit, tentatively at first, but then with increasing intensity.

Dawn responded immediately with a brilliant "O" on her lips. This encouraged Genie to step up her game. While one hand held open the hood for her tongue, two fingers from the other finger fucked a well lubed vagina. Then the moaning started.

Once again my hands found my erection. I could get used to this. I looked up to see that Bob was also playing with himself under his robe.

I handed Genie the bottle of lube. Before applying the lube to Dawn's anal opening, Genie let her tongue drift down from her clit, along her puffy folds to her anus. I nearly came as she used her tongue to lubricate the opening with her saliva. Satisfied that there was adequate lubrication, she put in her index finger to her second knuckle and gently finger fucked Dawn's ass. 

Dawn let out a soft gasp, "I never knew you were such a dirty girl."

"I didn't either until now," was Genie's whispered reply.

Genie opened the bottle of lube and applied it liberally to Dawn's sphincter using her fingers to make sure it was adequately spread both inside and out. She added a finger then another as her sphincter relaxed.

Satisfied that Dawn was ready for a larger object, Genie picked up the dildo and penetrated her ass. Genie watched in amazement as Dawn's anal passage opened to accommodate the sizeable dildo. Dawn gasped and moaned with pleasure as she was stretched.

"You really like this don't you?" asked Genie.

"Yes, you have no idea what you are missing. Don't knock it until you try it. It feels great but not as good as having the real thing, a warm hard dick," Dawn breathily replied.

"I am going to let your husband fuck my ass, but before he does I want to cum. Put that tongue of your on my clit, fuck my ass with the dildo and make me cum!" she screamed.

Genie complied immediately and started sucking her clit like it was my dick. She first used both lips to suck it to full size then flicked it with her tongue. She occasionally dropped to her vaginal opening to taste her. Overwhelmed by the full press assault on her ass and clit Dawn raced to a writhing orgasm. Genie did her best to ride her out while keeping her lips pressed firmly to her nub.

Dawn was gasping for breath but quickly recovered. She sat up and passionately kissed Genie's cum covered face. Between kisses she managed to compliment Genie, "you were amazing for a newbie."

For her part, Genie looked stunned. She had many firsts today but I think eating out her old friend while fucking her ass with a dildo was a little over the top.

Dawn got up, turned to me and straddled my erection. "Between the lube, Genie's saliva and my cum my ass is all primed for your dick. Have you ever fucked a girl's ass before?" she asked me.

"Not yet, I have been looking forward to it for a long time," I said excitedly.

"Well, I am sure it will be worth the wait. You are in for the ride of a lifetime," she said as she slowly impaled her ass on my rock hard erection.

She started slowly as she adjusted to my size. "Like I said, a dildo is not a good substitute for the real thing. This feels so much better. You dick is both hard and silky soft at the same time."

I could not believe what was happening. I was finally getting to fuck someone's ass. I always thought Genie would be first and only ass I fucked, but here I was fucking one of her best friend's ass, an ass that I lusted after for decades.

It felt incredible. Like my dick being hard and soft at the same time, her ass was also tight and inviting at the same time. I never thought it would feel so good to fuck such a tight passage. She was also right about the lubrication, there was plenty. 

I looked at Genie and found her wide eyed as she watched me fuck her friend. She was not angry or jealous. She was just as shocked at the turn of events as I was.

She reached out and touched my penis as I was fucked by Dawn. It was as if she needed the physical contact to make sure it was all real. The added stimulation was almost too much to bear. Her fingers travelled between my penis and my scrotum. She was just lightly touching me, just enough to light sparks on my already stimulated nerve endings.

I had yet to come this evening despite all the sexual debauchery and losing my "anal cherry". Do men have an anal cherry? I wondered. Between Dawns riding my dick cowgirl with her tight ass and Genie fondling me, I quickly felt that familiar feeling in my balls. I tried to control it. I wanted to keep going and preserve this very memorable moment but it was useless. I suddenly came to an orgasm with such intensity that I nearly passed out. I sent ropes of semen into Dawn's bowels which then dripped down along my penis. Genie gently rubbed my cum into my cock and balls.




A Night in the City Ch. 02



Now it was my turn to gasp for air. Dawn looked down at me and smiled. "How was that Master? Did I satisfy you adequately?"

Holy shit, did she ever...and I had totally forgot that I was the master of the entire room.

"Yes, that was incredible. I was better than I had ever imagined." I looked at Genie. "I can't wait to do that again," I said clearly suggesting that Genie's turn would eventually come.

We all laughed.

"Achem." We all turned to look at Bob who was still masturbating himself.

"I am glad that the three of you had such a good time. Please, can I come now?" he asked.

"Well, I don't know," I said mockingly to make him think that I was considering whether to let him climax.

I turned to Genie. "Slave, why don't you help out your fellow submissive over there? Blow him until he comes in your mouth. Don't swallow until I tell you."

Genie quickly shuffled to Bob on her knees. With her hands behind her back she took him in her mouth. Using no hands but lots of tongue and throat, she quickly made him cum. He was clearly as turned on as I was.

Genie swallowed the first two ejaculations but saved the rest in her mouth. Once he finished, she turned to me with a quizzical look asking what now?

"Dawn, why don't you help Genie finish off your slave husband's cum?"

Dawn shuffled over on her knees and the two girls swapped cum in their tongues while keeping their hands behind their back in a good submissive posture.

I wondered at the marvel of the day, clearly a turning point in our marriage and lives. I knew we were just starting this new journey and it looked like we had old friends to act as our guide.