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In Pam's Control

By: Scottt



Pam and I have been married for 10 years. We don't have any children, and live in a two bedroom town house in lower Manhattan. Pam works for a well known woman's magazine. She supervisors photo editing, and makes an excellent salary. In fact, she earns three times my salary. I work for major air line, as ticket agent. I am 37 and Pam is 34. Pam is very sexy (some compare her to Jen Aniston) she works out almost every day, and turns heads where ever she goes. Pam's ass and legs are to die for. I am 6 ft tall, and have a slender swimmer type body, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Our sex life has always been good, but has always had room for improvement. 

Our work schedules sometimes clash when I have to work nights. But for the most part, we are both off weekends. I chip in here and there, but Pam does all the housework and cooking. A couple of years ago, I developed a secret fetish: To be submissive to my wife! I was a bit embarrassed, of confessing my fantasy to Pam. I went on web sites, and read many stories on the topic. The more I read, the more I was turned on. It got to the point where I masturbated everyday thinking about it! Pam is opened minded about sex, but I didn't know how she would react or indulge my fantasy. She was never into much foreplay. She just liked hard straight sex. Time went on, and I never told her about it.

About a year ago, on a Sunday afternoon, Pam and I enjoyed a brunch at a local restaurant. Pam wore her skin tight jeans, and new high heeled boots. Her tight silky blouse, also presented her 34c breast perfectly. She looked amazingly sexy. She always wears heels, and tight clothing, but on this day I was mesmerized. It seemed, I was not the only one, as every mans eyes were on her. We ate, and had a few screw drivers, we were feeling no pain. 

I told her how hot she looks today, and she kissed me and said, 

"I know." 

The way she smiled and said that, gave me an instant hard on. 

Pam then asked me, if everything is ok, she said,

"I seemed a bit out of sorts lately." 

I took a gulp of my drink, and told her things are better than 'Ok', but there is something we must discuss. 

She smiled as she sipped her cocktail, and said, "Sounds serious."

I assured her I loved her more than ever, and I was completely happy with our sex life. 

"But?" She smirked

. 

I know for the most part, you like me to take charge and fuck you hard and long in our bedroom right? 

"Mmmm, I do." she whispered.

My face must have been beet red, and Pam was enjoying this. I then just let it all out! I told her about my submissive desires, and how I would love her to dominate me in any way she chose. I told her it's not the whips and chains type of domination, but my total devotion to her. She looked a bit stunned, took another gulp of her drink, called the waitress over and ordered another round. 

"Go on" she said. . 

I then went on to tell her about the web sites I have been reading, and how I am obsessed with the fantasy. I then admitted how embarrassing this all is to me, and that she can totally refuse my request. Our drinks came, and we both sipped them silently. 

Pam then held my hands and said "That must have been so hard for you, I am so glad you can be honest with me. The thought of you being my slave is quite erotic, but all this is kind of sudden and I need time to digest it all." 

She kissed me, and said "Let's get out of here." 

On the short walk home, Pam had a slight grin on her face as she giggled at my predicament. I just walked with my head down, wondering about it all. When we got home, Pam went directly to our computer room, grabbing my hand to follow. 

"Show me everything, and I mean everything." she said. 

I connected her to my sites, and she told me to "Shuuu. I will let you know when I'm done."

I kissed her, and watched some football on TV. I was turned on that she was reading Fem Dom websites, but worried about her reaction. About an hour later she called me, and asked for a glass of wine. I brought it to her, and she again shuuued me away. Two hours later, she came in the den, and said her friend Steph is picking her up to go shopping. I asked her what she thought of the sites. 

"Very interesting, we will talk later" A car horn honked outside, we kissed and she sashayed out the door.

I must have fallen asleep on the couch. The next thing I knew Pam woke me up, and we both went up to bed. Pam, as she usually does, stripped to her panties, and me to my boxers. When we were both under the covers I asked Pam If she thought I was nuts? 

"No silly, I think it's very brave of you to confess your secret desire. But I read lots of material that involves many different aspects of domination. You will have to be more specific." 

Pam said this as she propped her elbow facing me on her pillow. I told her she could push my limits as far as she wanted. I am into just about anything. Pam then slid her manicured red finger tip down my chest, to waistline of my boxers.

"Anything?" She mused.

My cock immediately grew full staff. She gave it a slight squeeze, and said 

"Wow, you are a horny hubby tonight." She then went on

"I must admit, reading those stories this afternoon did get me very wet." 

I groaned with delight. 

Pam then started to lightly stroke my cock, and asked me questions.

"Do you want to worship my body, give me massages, and foot rubs?" 

I gasped "Yes." 

"You could keep my pussy shaved nice and smooth, and use your tongue on my clit and ass at my request." 

That almost drove me to the edge, as I stopped her hand from stroking me.

"What's the matter, no control?" She giggled. She went back to feather stroking my now exposed filled penis and balls. 

"Did you like my outfit today?" 

I sighed, "Very much." 

"What did you like about it?"

She asked, as she came out from under the covers. I told her 

"Every thing about it was hot, especially the way your ass looked, and those boots."

She then asked 

"Do you like my feet? Look at them. I had a pedicure this afternoon." She brought her foot to my crotch to display it. 

"Mmmmmmm" I am going to explode is all I could say. 

Pam again giggled, and stood over me." Let's see, so far I know you love my ass and feet. You also want to serve my body in any way I ask. Did you like all the guys looking at me today in the restaurant? Yes, I knew they were looking, did you like that?"

I sheepishly said "yes." 

"So I thought." she whispered, "And so did I."

That almost sent me over the edge, as she stopped stroking my cock. Pam then slowly pulled off her bikini panty. It was light blue with pink flowers. She then held it a few inches from my face and said, 

"Do you like my panties?" I wore them all day in my tight jean and they are so wet." 

I leaned forward to grab them with my mouth, and she pulled them away

"So you do like my panties." she moaned. 

Pam then draped her panties on my cock, and kissing my neck asked me,

"Would you like to clean and cook for me, wearing my wet used panty?" 

"Yes, oh, yes." I said loudly.

Pam then reached down and gave me a few slow strokes with her damp panty. She then threw them in the hamper. She laid on her back and pulled my head to her pussy

"Yes what?" She asked. 

"Yes Mistress Pam." I said loud and proud. Pam held my face close to her golden hole.

"Say it all."

"I want to serve you wearing your worn panty Mistress Pam." 

Pam lowered my face, and said, 

"Oh, I like the sound of that."

Her pussy was wet and tangy, and I licked and sucked like never before. Pam came in a loud crescendo, screaming in delight. Pam, slightly out of breath, looked down at my soaked face, 

"Go clean yourself, and come to bed." 

As I washed in the bathroom, my cock was aching for attention. When I returned to bed Pam had the light off, and was sleeping on her side. I started to rub my cock on her leg, and without turning around she said, 

"That's enough for tonight, we both have work tomorrow."

I moaned, and said "Good Night." 

"Good Night what?" Pam inquired.

"Good Night Mistress." I whispered.

Chapter two

The next morning was Monday. I awoke with a raging hard on. I thought of last nights activities and wondered if they actually happened. I put my robe on and found Pam already up and dressed. She was eating her fruit and yogurt in the kitchen. She had on a very tight navy blue skirt, a bit above the knee, with matching jacket. Black hose and black pumps completed her outfit. She smiled at me and said, 

"There seems to be a tent in your robe Scotty boy." 

I laughed and told her "You put it there my love."

Pam then stood up, kissed me on the cheek, grabbed her gym bag and said, 

"See you tonight, I am going to the gym after work, and will be home about seven."

I watched her ass, as her heels clicked their way out the door.

While taking a shower, I was a stroke away from coming. For some strange reason, I didn't. I dressed in my airline uniform, and off to work I went. Pam has a short subway ride to work. I always take the car to airport. All day at work, I wondered what Pam would do with her new found power, if anything at all. I had many thoughts floating in my head: 

"Does she think less of me?" 

"Will we ever be the same?" 

"Can I really act out my fantasy in real life?" 

I was still a bit embarrassed over last night's admissions. I wanted to call Pam and get her temperature on the matter. Instead, I got through the day, and arrived home at 6. I didn't know what to do. So, I just did my normal routine of changing into sweats, and putting on the news. Pam arrived home with a pizza box in her hand. She was wearing her black tights with over sized T shirt. Her dirty blonde hair was pulled back from her face, and she greeted me with a smile. We ate, talked about that day's event, and watched some TV. She never brought up the night before. We went up to bed, and she stripped to her panties, and put her gym clothes, and hose in the hamper. Once under the covers, I deep tongue kissed her, and rubbed my over due penis against her panty covered pussy. She kissed me back and said,

"Not tonight baby, I'm tired'....She then patted my erect cock, and said 

"Goodnight."

I huffed and puffed and turned to my side, and said "Goodnight." 

The rest of the week went basically the same way. I still fought the urge to masturbate, and Pam never brought up the events of Sunday night. I don't really know why I didn't masturbate, but I liked being 'on edge'. Sub space, so to call it. On Friday afternoon I received this e-mail from Pam:

Dear Scott,

I know you have been frustrated this past week. I have explored further into the Mistress/ sub lifestyle. I would like to try it on a trial basis. I warn you, it might turn into something that I could easily get used to! Perhaps we can do it on a once a month basis. Tonight, I want dinner waiting. I want you to greet me at the door wearing my worn panty of your choice, with a glass of wine. You will be my slave all weekend. If you abide by all my wishes, you can cum Sunday night. Further details of services I desire to follow.

Love, Mistress Pam 

P.S. Did I say all weekend, lol...I meant all week.

After reading the e –mail, I was elated. My heart raced, and cock raged inside my suit. I could hardly concentrate. On the ride home, I stopped at a liquor store and bought a case of Pam's favorite Pinot Grigio . I also called a local restaurant that has excellent pasta and chicken dishes. I ordered dinner for two to take out, and was home by 5:30. I assumed Pam would be home at 7, and wanted every thing to be perfect. I set the table with fancy linen that Pam only uses on special holidays. I also used our best china, and silver ware. I lit a couple of scented candles, and dimmed the lights. I put the food in the oven, to keep it warm. The wine was iced in a crystal bucket. About 6:15, I went upstairs to shower and prepare for Pam's arrival. My cock and balls were tingling with anticipation. When I was squeaky clean, I reached into the hamper. It was full from the week's laundry, and filled with Pam's heavenly scent! I brought Pam's lovely panties up to my nose, and inhaled deeply. I came upon the pair she had teased me with last Sunday, and slid them over my legs, and over my fully erect cock. The tip of my penis was sticking out .Can this really be happening?

As I walked downstairs to prepare Pam's wine, I could not believe how aroused I was wearing her panties. The soft silky material massaged my balls, and crept up my ass every step I took. Most intoxicating about the panties, was that Pam had worn them. I opened the wine and poured a glass into her favorite cut crystal glass. I found a silver tray, and sat the glass on it.

It was 7:20, and I was snapped out of my submissive trance by the ringing of the phone. 

"Hi Scott, I will be a bit late. Some of the girls are out for drinks and I have joined them. You don't mind, right?" 

I sort of mumbled a no. 

"I thought not, and Scott, no what?"

"No Mistress Pam." I replied. 

"I should be home in about an hour, and I am quite hungry. I shall see you then."

I hung up the phone, and was more turned on than I thought possible. Here I was with dinner waiting, and a chilled glass of wine, waiting for my Mistress wife wearing her worn panties. She was out having a good time, not worried about my preparations. Pam sent me into deeper 'sub space' and I think she knew it. I wondered if she did this by design, or it just so happened that way.

I kept the food moist and the wine cold. I also stroked my cock a few times through my panties. Pre-cum was oozing out, and I cleaned it quickly, so Pam would not notice. About 8:30 Pam walked in. She wore skin tight black leggings and open toe high heeled strappy heels. Her black T-shirt with dkny in glitter across her chest finished off her ensemble. She had her gym bag over her shoulder. 

" MMmmm something smells good." she said cheerfully. 

I approached her with the silver tray, and offered her the wine. She took the glass and looked me over. 

"Nice choice of panties Scotty, they look adorable on you" 

I blushed, and she told me to take her bag. I brought it into the den, and I felt her eyes on my ass. She approached the dinner table, looking around with a satisfying look on her face. I pulled out her chair, and said, 

"Is Mistress ready for dinner?" 

She looked down at my cock peeping from the waist band of the panties, and said with a giggle

"Yes, and I see your ready to serve it." 

Pam sat down as I quickly served her dinner. She complimented the chef, as she sipped her wine. I stood next to her, not knowing what to do next.

"Have you eaten Scott?"

"No Mistress." I replied (proud of myself, that I remembered Mistress) 

"Go and fix your plate, we have much to discuss." Pam said flatly. 

So here we were, sitting at our dinner table, me nude, except for my panties, and Pam completely dressed. She was superior, and knew it.

"Scott, this week will be a new experience for both of us. From all the web sites I read, the ones you were good enough to introduce me to, and some new ones. I discovered the longer you are denied orgasm, the more submissive you become. I don't know for certain, but I assume you have not cum in over a week. Is that correct?" 

I told her I came close a couple of times but resisted the temptation.

"Good boy, Scott. I had two cosmos while out with the girls, and have quite a buzz on. The way you prepared for me tonight makes me feel like a queen. While I finish this delicious dinner, you may massage my feet." 

I knelt under the table and crawled to her perfect feet. 

"Before you touch them Scott, Is there anything you want to say to me?" 

My cock, was pointing straight up from my panties, I had a great view of her very tight crotch, and her red soled heels.

"Thank you Mistress Pam for allowing me to massage your feet." I said from under the table.

For some reason all this was becoming natural for me, and although I was humiliated, I wanted those feet. 

"Your welcome sweetie, you may begin." 

I opened the small strap on her left shoe, and removed it. It made a quiet plopping sound, as a rush of leather and fragrance rushed my senses. I inhaled deeply, and brought her foot close to my nose as I started the massage.

"I hope their not stinky, I didn't have a chance to shower after the gym this afternoon, and I had a long day on my feet. You don't mind that, do you dear?" 

Pam had me breathless, as it furthered my desire to serve her feet in any way she pleased.

"No Mistress, your feet are lovely." I huffed.

"Mmmm feels so good, you may start the other one" she purred. 

I removed her other shoe, and now had her two delicious feet in front of me. I rubbed her soles, instep, and in between her red painted toes slowly and methodically. 

"Now this is the way to enjoy dinner. I think I shall have my feet serviced during every meal this week." Pam said with a slight giggle. 

After about 10 minutes on each foot, Pam stopped me by putting both feet on my face. I instinctively started kissing them. 

"No, no, Scotty, that's a treat for another time. You may put my shoes back on, and clear the table. I will have the rest of my wine in the den." 

I was disappointed, but put her shoes on. She got up and sat at the computer. I brought her wine, and cleared the table. I entered the room, and stood at her side. Without looking at me she slowly rubbed the back of her hand across the front of my panties . 

"From now on, when I am on the computer, you will ask to enter the room." 

I started to apologize, and she stopped me, by squeezing my hard penis.

"Its ok baby, this is a new rule for you. Since you're here you may rub my shoulders." 

I stood behind her, and slowly massaged her upper back and shoulders. On the computer screen was various sexy lingerie out fits. They consisted of stockings, garter belts, bras, and silky thongs and panties. She sipped her wine, and asked,

"Do you like what you see?" I moaned in approval. 

She then went on to another site that had dozens of boots, and sexy shoes, all with sky high heels.

"And do you like these?" I again moaned in approval. 

Pam then turned her chair, and stroked my cock.

"You're oozing man juice Scotty boy; you must really like serving your Mistress Wife." 

I was ready to explode. She pulled down my panties to thigh level, and playfully rubbed my balls. I guess I am about 5 inches or so, and my cock was at full mast. 

"One of your duties this week will be to buy me five pairs of panties, one pair of boots, and shoes of your choice. Since we are now sharing panties, (she giggled) it's only right that you buy me new ones. You can also buy me some stockings, hose, and garter belts I can wear to work. You don't mind if I wear sexy lingerie to work, do you my Scott?" 

She looked me in the eyes, and I said,

"That will be so hot Mistress."

She smiled and said "Hot for both of us. I will book mark the pages so you will have access to the stores." 

." Yes Mistress." 

Her dirty blonde hair was pushed back behind her ears, and she gazed at me with her green eyes.

"Speaking of panties, and hosiery, you will hand wash all my lingerie. You can research how to do it properly."

"Yes Mistress, I will." 

She was now lightly touching my cock, with her wrists, her silver bracelet, moving north and south.

"I also expect my work wardrobe to be dry cleaned as needed. You will pay attention to what, and how often I wear an out fit, and have it cleaned after two wears. My shoes and boots will also be shinned." 

"Yes Mistress Pam, as you wish." 

I was in a sub zone of no turning back. I wanted this so badly, and Pam has taken it all by the horns. 


In Pam's Control Pt. 02



This is a continuing true story of my wife Pam, and her Domination of me. This is the first week after she decided to give it a 'trial run'. Please read Part 1 to understand how it all started. Thank you all for your kind words after chapter 1. For those of you who are not into female domination please read another story...this is not for you. I thought about changing categories, but it is indeed a loving wife, who indulges in her husband's fantasy. I also agree it is a fetish... Enjoy! 

PART TWO...CHAPTER 1

On Saturday morning I awoke early. It was a little after 7, and I still had a raging hard on. Pam was asleep, and I was quiet so not to wake her. It was a warm late September day. I removed my panties, and took a nice hot shower. I thought of last nights activities, and knew I had plenty of chores to accomplish. Pam told me to wear the well worn panties she wore the night before. I found them at the side of the bed, inhaled their magnificent scent (they were a tangy combination of ass, pussy, and a bit of her golden nectar) I put them on one leg at a time, and slid them over my stiff cock. I went downstairs to the kitchen, and checked for breakfast items. Pam likes egg whites, with whole wheat toast, and Lipton tea. As luck would have it, we were out of eggs. I dressed in jeans and tee shirt, over my panties, and bought eggs at the corner market. While leaving the store, I met a female neighbor out for a run. We made small talk, and I found it erotic talking to her in my panties. This was all new to me, and I loved it! When I returned home, Pam was still asleep, so I made myself some coffee and read the paper. About an hour later, I heard Pam coming down the stairs. She was wearing her short silk robe with fluffy slippers. I stood to greet her,

"Good morning Mistress, are you ready for breakfast?" 

She sat on the kitchen stool, and smiled. "Are you ready to serve it?"

I hurried to the kitchen to start her eggs, and put the tea pot on to boil. "Egg whites and whole wheat on their way," I said cheerfully. 

Pam called me over to where she was sitting,

"Scott, if this is going to work, you must follow directions. I told you, while you are in the house you will serve me in panties, and only panties!" 

I told her I had to run to the market for eggs, and forgot to take my jeans off. I opened my top button, to show her I did have her panties on. She slid her hand down my panties and held my cock. It grew in her hand.

"On our special weeks, you must remember to strip to your panties when you come in the door. I hope never to remind you again." she said a bit sternly. I started to apologize, and she squeezed my cock. 

"Don't talk, just listen. I appreciate you going out for your Mistresses breakfast. But a good slave husband would have known about the eggs and anything else I might want. Do you see what happens when you are not prepared?" 

I was a bit embarrassed, and said,

"Yes Mistress, it will never happen again." 

While saying this, I felt my cock leaking pre cum. Pam removed her hand from my cock, and held it out, with a drop of my juice on it.

"Clean your mess from my hand and strip to your panties."

I wasn't sure if she wanted me to clean it with a towel, or what? I reached for paper towels, and she said 

"No towel Scott, show me how sorry you are" She then held up her hand to my face, I hesitated a little bit, but licked it clean. 

"Good Boy Scotty, now what do you say?"

I stripped off my pants and shirt, and said, "Thank you Mistress."

Pam then walked toward the stairs and said 

"Have my breakfast ready when I come down ...oh and honey, always have my tea ready in the morning, or whenever I awake." 

I was in a total sub zone. "I will my Mistress," as she went upstairs. I heard the shower start, and tried to figure when to start her breakfast. When I heard it stop, I started the eggs, and toast. The tea was to a slight boil, and ready to pour. I covered her breakfast, and she soon came down. 

She wore tight dark blue jeans that rode low on her waist. Her white top had a short stop at her belly button. She wore a half boot, with open toes, and about a 4 inch heel. Her dirty blonde hair rested at her shoulders. I remember thinking that with those jeans; she must be wearing a thong. She was sooo hot! Pam sat at her dish without comment. I didn't know what to do, so I started cleaning the dishes. 

She sipped her tea, and picked at her eggs and said,

"In the top drawer of the cabinet, there is a nice pink apron. Put it on to protect your sensitive skin"...she giggled. 

I put it on, and tied the strings, and she again giggled,

"This is beyond my dreams! I wish I could take a picture of this." and then slyly said "I could couldn't I." I was nervous about her really doing it, until she laughed 

"Don't worry Scotty... I am only kidding." 

Pam then told me about the days events.

"Today Steph needs me to help her pick out her new kitchen. Her contractor will be at her house at noon. We will then go to the movies, and have a bite to eat. So, I should be gone most of the day. This should give you ample time to clean the house, and do the laundry. I will be famished when I get home, and would expect a full hot oil massage. If my plans change, I will call you. I would like dinner out tonight, so see to it." 

I was listening in awe. I never thought Pam could be this assertive. She left her dish, clicked her heels to me, and said 

"Kiss my toes if you understand." I got on my knees with my panties and apron, and kissed her red painted toes for a few minutes. She stopped me with a pull of my hair, and swayed that beautiful ass out the door. 

A bit about Steph: She lives about three blocks from us. She is married to an actor, who has had a pretty good career. He is not a lead guy, but has appeared in four movies, and a few commercials. They are both in their late 20's without children. James and Steph are both very good looking. Steph is small, about 5 ft 4 with a super tight body, long blonde hair, and perfect breasts (I think some work was done in that department!) She is always in heels, and works in the same building as Pam. She looks a lot like actress Hayden Panettiere, from TV show Nashville. I only met James once, but Pam and Steph have been friends for a few years. Our house has two bedrooms, two bathrooms, living room, kitchen and den. I started up stairs. First I pulled the sheets and pillow cases off our bed. Dusting the furniture was next, adding lemon juice to bring it to a shine. I used Windex on all the windows and mirrors. At one point I saw myself with dust swifter in hand, my white satin panties, and pink apron. It was quite humiliating, but my cock raged on and I was eager to please Pam. The bathrooms were next. I scrubbed the toilets, sinks, showers, floors and left a vanilla candle lit, for a aromatic scent. About two hours had passed, and I was getting tired. I sat down for a few minutes, when the phone rang. 

"Hello my pantied husband, how are your chores going?" 

I was happy to hear her voice, "Fine, just finished the bathrooms." I said. 

"This is so crazy. Just think you are cleaning our house, and I am free to do as I please. Don't worry, I am in Steph's bathroom, no one can hear. We picked out the perfect counters and cabinets, and I helped her get a discount. It seems Chaz , the contractor , has a bit of a crush on me. We celebrated the deal with a bottle of champagne. He offered to look over our house, and do a make over. But don't worry darling, he is not coming today...perhaps another time. We are going to the movies soon, and then out to eat. Stroke that cock a couple of times and then hang up" 

I stroked it a few times breathing hard into the phone, and hung up. Wow, Pam has really learned how to pull my triggers, I thought. I completed cleaning the entire house. But the laundry and shopping still had to be done. I went into the hamper and pulled out all of Pam's lingerie. A weeks worth of panties, hose, stockings and bras had to be hand washed. After sniffing each garment, I placed them in the sink. I thought of each day, and what she wore and the scents drove me crazy. I filled the sink with cold water, and a few shots of woolite. I had read it works best. I hand washed all her garments and hung them all to dry. Just the sight of them hanging there almost made me cum.

Next, I polished and cleaned all her shoes and boots (about 16 pairs!) I also found it necessary to sniff those. Then I went into her wardrobe closet, and took out all her work out fits. There were some covered in dry cleaning plastic bags, so I put those back. After dressing, I took all her clothes, and mine also, to the dry cleaners a couple of blocks away. It was now 5pm, and I thought my chores were complete. I still had to order Pam's lingerie, and shoes. Once online, I found the web sites Pam had left for me. This was cruel punishment...all the lingerie was so sexy! I didn't care what anything cost; I ordered thongs, bikini panties, thigh high stockings, garters, panty girdles, seamed stockings, and sky high boots and shoes. I knew Pam was size 6 and they would fit just right. I checked out the items, and my bill was $1890! I didn't care, I was on fire. My last chore was to do the wash. We have a small washer and dryer, and I loaded it up. After changing the sheets and pillow cases on our bed, the phone rang again.

"How's my maid husband doing?" she sounded a bit tipsy . "I am just about done Mistress, how was your day?"

"It has been quite relaxing. We shopped, saw a movie, had a light lunch, and a few drinks. I am exhausted, and my feet are killing me. I shall be home soon for my massage, and to check your house cleaning. I really hope it's up to Mistresses standards."

"I think you will be pleased Mistress, and I will heat the oil for your massage." I thought I heard Steph giggling close by.

"See you soon my pet." Pam said with a laugh. Then she hung up.

The guest bedroom has a single mattress. I set that up as the massage table. I also lit about 8 candles to enhance the atmosphere. I put on some very mellow music, to set the tone. The massage oil was placed in a pot of boiling water, and ready for use.

I waited downstairs on the couch .About 6:30 Pam came waltzing in.

"Oh my, this place looks and smells amazing!" Pam walked through all the rooms, praising my house work

"There are some things not up to par, but for your first day as my maid I am pleased. Come give Mistress a kiss."

Pam smiled as I walked toward her. My cock made a bulge in my pink apron. She kissed me lightly on the lips, while she polished my rod through the apron.

"My Scott likes to serve his Mistress." she said it in a whisper type of voice, as she looked into my eyes. I was hypnotized. 

"For your reward, I will allow you to massage my body from head to toe for a full hour. I expect you to please me without instruction. Now put your apron in the wash, and come back here to remove my boots."

After putting my apron in the hamper, I knelt at Pam's feet, and waited.

"Before removing my boots, what should you do?"

I stumbled for an answer, until Pam slowly put her shoe to my face. 

"I should kiss your boots Mistress."

"You learn quickly my pet, you may begin." Pam was now sitting on the couch.

My lips were all over the soft leather. I was making love to her boots. Licking and kissing the tops and sides, when she patted my head,

"Be a dear and pour me a glass of wine" she purred.

I got up quickly, and scurried to the kitchen.

"Your ass looks so cute in my panties" she mused. 

I returned with her wine, and continued to worship her boots. She sipped her wine and held them out for me with a smirk on her face.

"You may remove them now. I think you will be very pleased with my feet tonight. It has been a long day, and my bare feet were in those boots from this morning. I also went shopping, and bought you a special gift."

Pam's feet were hot and sweaty, and the scent was intoxicating. I wanted so much to put them in my mouth and lick them forever.

"Sniff my feet, but don't touch," she said coyly.

The scent was incredible, as my nose inhaled all it could take in.

"There is a small bag from the jewelry store, on the kitchen table. Get it and bring it to me."

I brought it to her, and she told me to open it. Inside was a small long box with an ankle bracelet. It was silver, with small hearts on it. I could never remember Pam ever wearing an ankle bracelet.

"Scott, I have read that an ankle bracelet on a married woman signifies she is a 'hot wife'. Meaning she is available even though she is married. I have no intentions of being with others, but I thought it might be fun to wear it. It is entirely your choice. You can put it on me or back in the box."

My heard was pounding. I was in a very deep sub zone. By me putting that bracelet on her would send my submissiveness to a different level. 

I brought Pam upstairs to my make shift massage table, and she was pleased. I undressed her slowly. I started with her shirt and bra. Her breast popped out firmly, and her nipples were erect. I then unbuttoned her jeans, and knelt to pull them from her body. While on my knees I jerked at her thong, to free it from her crevices. It was red, and I almost exploded doing this. Her scent was strong, and exotic. She stepped out of it, and rested on her stomach at the table. I poured oil on her legs, and started there. As I deep rubbed her legs and feet, she moaned with joy.

"Be careful not to pull my ankle bracelet Scotty, its very delicate." 

Ok... I did it! I put it on her. I was pushing my limits, and I knew it.

"Yes, Mistress I will be careful."

Her massage lasted one hour. In that time, I covered every inch of Pam's body. When ever I got to her ass and pussy, I placed my fingers as far as she let me. When I got too close she stopped me with:

"I will let you know, when you may touch Mistress there. Continue my massage, and don't let it happen again."

After Pam's massage she was totally relaxed, shinning in scented oils. She told me

"You will have to learn facials, perhaps manicures and pedicures also. I am sure you can go on line and get proper instruction. Would you like to give Mistress these pleasures?"

I was cleaning up the excess oil, and snuffing out the candles.

"Anything that enhances my service to you I will learn. I will search for tutorials this week, and purchase the necessary supplies. But right now my love we have to get ready for dinner, I made a reservation at Metro." (Metro is a local steak house that Pam enjoys)

Pam was sitting on the bed, stroking her hair.

"Very nice choice, but I ate a late lunch and I am quite satisfied."

She must have seen the disappointment in my face and said,

"But you have not eaten, and you worked so hard serving as my man maid."

I was now folding her jeans, and shirt, and had her red thong, and bra in my hand

"It's all right Mistress, I could make my self something to eat later. I will call Bistro to cancel our reservation." 

"But I still feel bad, and you need to eat properly to keep up your strength to serve Mistress. I have something better than steak for you to eat."

Pam with that evil grin on her face parted her legs. I didn't need any instruction. I was on my knees lapping my queen's pussy in seconds. She opened her legs wider, to expand my feast. Her juices covered my face, and I savored my dinner. After about twenty minutes, my tongue hit her 'g' spot, and Pam screamed in ecstasy. She clamped her legs around my head, and exhaled in delight.

Pam had me stand up, while she remained seated on the bed. She playfully nibbled at my cock through my panties. It was leaking pre cum. She then took her red thong, and scooped some cum on the red string.

"Ready for desert?" she purred.

She held it in her hands, and said "Come and get it."

I got on my knees again, and she fed her cum covered thong into my mouth. It had Pam's juices from the day along with my juice. I sucked it dry from her hand.

She held them up and said "These will look cute on you! If you continue to please me, you might come with these on tomorrow night. We shall see. Now go clean up, and run me a bath. Oh, I forgot to mention, I want the Sunday Times with breakfast in the morning."

Pam knows that I hate the Times. All these years, I would never buy it for her.

'Yes Mistress I will see to it."

Pam sat in the hot bubble bath, sponging herself gently. I stood by the door waiting for further orders. She was stunning. Raising her legs as she bathed... Her moves were slow and deliberate. Her silver bracelet was dangling from her ankle. 

"Scott, all this is working out perfectly. Your little pp seems happy, and I am enjoying my new found power. After my bath, I will explore a bit more on line. Tomorrow, I will let you know what I expect from you next week. Now come here and wash Mistresses hair."

I knelt at the side of the tub and took the hand held shower, and gently rinsed Pam's hair. She closed her eyes as I worked in some shampoo, massaging her scalp.

"You have magic hands. I almost feel guilty that I have you all to myself. Would you like to serve another Mistress?"

I continued to wash her hair, and replied "No Mistress, only you."

"Pam opened her eyes and said "Good answer. But you would serve another if I asked?"

"Yes Mistress, as you wish."

Pam closed her eyes again and said "Good boy Scott that makes me very happy. I have no plans for you to do so, but it is very hot to know you will comply. Now rinse my hair, and towel me dry."

Pam stood, and I toweled her body dry with a plush white towel. 

"Go get my robe, and put it on me. I would like a small glass of brandy at the computer. I will not need your services for the rest of the evening. You may go to bed, and get your rest."

I put her robe on her, and then went down stairs to pour her some Remy Martin. I made myself a quick peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and left her brandy at the computer table. When she came down, I kissed her good night, and went to bed. I was very tired, but my mind was wandering. What was that about serving another Mistress? I also thought about Steph laughing in the back ground on our phone conversation. Does she know about our arrangement? And god only knew what Pam was doing on the computer... I wandered off to sleep, with a throbbing cock.

PART TWO...CHAPTER TWO

It was a cloudy Sunday morning, and I got out of bed at 7AM. I slid on Pam's red thong. It barely covered my balls, and my cock was totally exposed. The back stuck up my ass like dental floss. My only thought was to please Pam, so I might be able to cum that night. I put on sweat pants, and a T shirt. Pam was sound asleep, as I made my way to the news stand. I begrudgingly bought the Sunday Times. It was a total turn on, doing things I would not ordinarily do. In fact, the last couple of days have been a total turn on. Pam had certainly done her research well. She knew how to push all my submissive buttons, and had obviously enjoyed her role as my Mistress. I wondered what she discovered on the computer last night, and what time she came to bed.

The first thing I did was to strip to my panties (I would never make that mistake again) I set up a plate of fruit and yogurt in the fridge, and had her tea ready to boil. I had no idea what time she would awake and wanted everything perfect. I went into the den to get Pam's glass she left the night before, and a note was taped to computer:

Dear Scott, I never knew there was so much material on submissive fetishes. I must say, it is quite erotic! So far you have been a perfect submissive husband. I hope you are enjoying it as much as I am. I will push your limits even further, and we can evaluate where we stand at the end of the week. I was up very late, and do not want to be disturbed. You may wake me about noon. You may lay out my gym clothes, along with my spin shoes. I was talking to Steph last night, and there is a new hot instructor at the gym! James is away a few days, so I invited Steph to dinner tonight. I am thinking a nice pasta dish, with a salad, and a nice red wine. See to it. We will talk later.




In Pam's Control Pt. 02



Mistress Pam

After reading that letter, I was totally blown away. Cute instructor at the gym! Dinner with Steph! My submissive juices were flowing like a water fall. I went upstairs quietly, and found Pam's black tights and red cycle top. Her spin shoes were shined and ready to go. All the lingerie was dry, and I put it away. Next, I would have to prepare dinner. There is an Italian market a few blocks away, and that's where I would buy the sauce for the pasta. Does Steph know? What have I gotten myself into? I guess Pam will enlighten me, when she gets up. 

Pam came yawning down the stairs about 11:30. I ran to the kitchen and had her tea ready, along with the Times. She was wearing an over sized T shirt, and was rubbing her tired eyes. She sat at the table, sipped her tea, and flipped through the paper. I served her, a platter of fruit and yogurt. She crossed her legs, and dangled her ankle chain.

"Good morning my love, did you read my letter?"

"Yes my Mistress I did. Your gym clothes are put out, and I will have dinner prepared." I was standing in front of her a few feet away.

As she sipped her tea and started giggling

"Turn around Scotty, you look adorable."

I turned showing my bare ass in the red panty, highly humiliated.

"What a hot little ass you have, you seem comfortable in a thong. That cock, looks bigger too. Don't you agree?"

"Yes Mistress wearing your used panties always makes my cock big."

My back was still facing her, and I started to turn towards her,

"No, don't move. I want to look at you while I eat my breakfast, and read the Times. Just stay where you are."

So I had my ass facing her, and my hands at my sides, trying not to move. A few minutes later she said,

"I had fun on the computer last night. It was very educational. I wonder just how far my Scotty will go. I know you're wondering if Steph knows about our arrangement. The answer is yes, and no. She knows we are role playing. I told her you lost a bet to me, but has no idea how deeper it goes. She thinks it's cute, and wishes James would spice up their love life. You may stroke your cock as I talk. Perhaps tonight we shall see how far you will go. If you continue to please me, you will indeed cum tonight. If not, you will have to wait till next Sunday. Ok, stop stroking and face me. Crawl to my feet and kiss them, and tell me what your thinking."

I was licking and kissing her feet, with my thronged ass in the air

"I will do as you wish Mistress. You have made my fantasy come true, and I would never disappoint you. I am totally in your hands, and you have my complete trust to do as you wish."

Pam put her foot on my pre cummed cock and then put it to my face.

"Lick this up if you mean it."

I sucked it off her big toe, like sucking a small cock.

"You may wear your man clothes over your cute thong tonight as you serve dinner. Now go shower, and prepare. We will be home from the gym about four, and expect dinner ready."

I stood up, and asked "Will I be expected to serve Steph as well?"

Pam gently kissed me, and patted my ass,

"Just follow my lead, and do as I say. Remember, I told her you lost a bet to me. Just play along and we shall see how it goes. Besides, I am sure you wouldn't mind pampering Steph, now would you?"

"You know I think Steph is real sexy, but it is my fantasy to serve you Mistress."

Pam ran her fingers through my hair,

"Just relax Scotty. We will have some fun tonight. I won't do anything crazy. But I expect you to obey me... especially if you want to cum later."

Pam was stroking my cock slowly. I looked in those big green eyes,

"I will have everything ready at four Mistress, enjoy your work out."

As Pam went up stairs to change, she had a contented smile on her face. She had me in the palm of her hands and certainly knew it.



In Pam's Control Pt. 03



This is part three, as Pam deepens her domination over me. We are still in the first week of our one week a month trial run. Things get interesting when Pam invites Steph over for dinner...Enjoy!

I got dressed and made my way to the Italian Food Center. There I bought homemade tomato sauce, pasta, bread, and a nice bottle of Merlot. I set the table for three. The table was draped with white linen, and candles were lit. I showered and dressed in my 'Lucky' Jeans, and a white dress shirt. Underneath was Pam's red thong. I got hard setting this all up. It must be part of my submission to Pam.

My mind wondered about Steph. Would Pam actually have me serve her in a sexual manner? Trust me, I would not mind it at all, however, it would certainly change our relationship. Pam told me to trust her, and I did.

As I started to boil the water for the pasta, the phone rang.

"Hi Scotty, is dinner ready?" Pam asked cheerfully.

"Yes Mistress, it will be ready when you arrive." I said proudly.

"I thought it would be best, if you did not eat with us. You can say you ate earlier. This way you will wait in the kitchen while we eat. Wouldn't that be fun Scotty?"

"I will set the table for two Mistress. I understand."

Understand I did! She wanted me to be a servant waiting for orders. This excited me, but the humiliation in front of Steph, was a new frontier.

"I just showered at the gym, and Steph is finishing off some stretching exercises. We should be home shortly my love."

So I removed my dish setting, and made a small salad with tomatoes and cucumbers. I thought they might enjoy this as an appetizer. A few minutes later Pam and Steph walked in looking radiant. Pam's hair was still wet from her shower, and Steph was wet with sweat. I left the kitchen to greet them, kissing Steph on the cheek, and Pam on the lips. Then I took their gym bags, and placed them in the den.

"Everything looks so nice." Steph said with excitement. 

Pam patted my ass and said "Good job Scotty." 

Steph was wearing her work out outfit. Black tight nylon bike pants, with the leg stopping at mid calf, and a red tight top. She was wearing sneakers, and her long blonde hair was pulled back with a white head band. Pam had changed, and sported her blue jean shorts, with a V type T shirt. She wore thong flip flaps on her feet.

"I can't eat dinner all sweaty like this, and I didn't want to delay our dinner by showering at the gym. Pam, do you mind if I shower?" Steph asked.

"Not at all, go right upstairs, you know where it is. Take your time, dinner will wait. Isn't that right Scott?" Pam asked with a smirk.

"Yes of course. It will be ready when you come down." I said agreeing with Pam.

"Thanks guys, I will be quick." Steph took her bag and climbed the stairs. 

Pam approached me with a grin ear to ear on her face. She kissed me and stared rubbing my cock through my jeans. She unbuttoned them, and pulled them down to my knees. My cock was fully erect and sticking straight up from my red thong.

"It seems you like serving Mistress and friend. I hope Steph don't notice the bulge in your pants. I wonder if you can control it while you serve us dinner. This will be lots of fun."

Pam was stroking my balls, as my cock swayed back and forth. I did all I could not exploding right there. She deep tongued kissed me and said.

"Remember the better you serve me, the better you will cum tonight. Now pull up your pants and pour us some wine."

I pulled them up, and made my way to the kitchen. My enlarged cock was very noticeable through my jeans. I had to try someway to get it down. Pam was no help, as she sat crossed leg on a kitchen stool dangling her flip flop. As I poured the wine, her sandal fell off (purposely I am sure.) I brought the wine to her, and we both clicked glasses.

"To a wonderful Sunday afternoon." she toasted.

We sipped our wine, and she lifted her foot up and wiggled her toes.

"Be a dear and put Mistresses sandal back on."

I bent over to get it, and she put her foot in my face. My mouth was now full of her lovely toes, as I sucked on each one.

"You don't have to call me Mistress while Steph is here...but Ms. Pam will do." 

I moaned with her toes in my mouth.

"Don't be a baby. She just thinks we are role playing because I won a bet. Put my flip flop back on and pull your self together, she will be down soon."

I put the thronged sandal between her toes, and she smiled contently.

Steph came down a short time later. She was wearing tight faded jeans that had the worn look. They had holes at the knees, and on the backside. The tight T shirt she wore had a caricature of John Lennon on it. She wore open toe shoes with a cork like heel, about 3 inches high. 

"Thanks for waiting, that shower felt wonderful." She huffed. 

"Lets eat; I am famished from that spin class." Pam said 

I was in the kitchen, as they approached the dinning table set off in the attached room. Pam proclaimed,

"We are ready for dinner Scott."

I pulled Steph's chair first, as she sat with a bit of a startled look on her face. I then pulled out Pam's chair as she waited with a smile. When both were seated, I asked

"Would you like your salads first, or with your pasta?"

"First you should pour Steph some wine, and fill my glass also. Didn't you notice I was almost empty?"

I turned all shades of red, as I poured Steph her wine, and refilled Pam's glass.

"Sorry Pam for not noticing."

Steph looked on in amazement.

"We will have our salads first and please remember to address me as Ms. Pam...and since we have a guest, its only right to call her Ms. Stephanie."

My humiliation began, and my submissive juices were flowing...and my cock growing.

I left the room a bit crouched, as I didn't want Steph to see the bulge in my pants. As I entered the kitchen I heard Steph say,

"What the fuck Pam, this is amazing!"

I didn't hear Pam's response, as I served the salads.

"Scott, are you going to ask Steph if she wants some dressing?" 

My heart was in my mouth, as I asked,

"Ms. Stephanie would you like balsamic vinegar and oil, or blue cheese dressing with your salad?"

Steph giggled, and seemed embarrassed,

"Blue cheese would be great Scott."

Pam looked on like a contented cat, as I presented her with the dressing in a small bowl.

"I will have some vinegar and oil."

"Yes Ms. Pam." I said while looking down.

"This salad is fantastic Scott. Did you get the vegetables at the market?" Steph asked.

"Yes, on Sixth Avenue." Pam sounded a fake cough. I got the hint. "Ms. Stephanie."

"Let me say, that I think this is great, that you two are playing this role reversal game. Scott you are a real man, for holding your end of the bet, and not asking out. Please don't feel uncomfortable. I find it amazing! James would never consider serving me in this manner. It's refreshing."

What Steph said made me feel a bit more at ease, as I cleared the salad dishes and served the pasta. Pam clicked on Steph's glass, and I filled it again with wine. I stayed in the kitchen as they ate, and over heard,

"He is gorgeous! I wonder if he is teaching spin any other days. Did you notice the bulge in those bike pants? They both laughed.

I guessed they were talking about the new instructor at the gym. They continued to talk about good looking men at work, and sexy clothes. I was jealous, but turned on at the same time. I peeked in, and saw their wine was low. While pouring refills Steph praised,

"That was delicious. I never thought you could cook"

"Scott is full of surprises." Pam acclaimed.

"Can I borrow him some time? He is fantastic! " Steph giggled.

"That could be arranged, right Scott?"

I stuttered a bit and said "Yes Ms. Pam." Steph giggled again.

As I cleared the table, Pam kept goosing my ass. Both ladies laughed.

Steph went on to say,

"If I had James under my control, there is no saying what might happen. I would certainly put him through his paces. My fantasies often involve him as my slave. I wouldn't want that all the time, but every so often would be fun."

Pam's face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Lets relax on the sofa, and you can give me some ideas."

Steph started to take her wine, and Pam patted her hand.

"Scott, we will have our wine inside."

I brought them both their glasses, and Steph again looked in awe.

They both sat crossed leg on the leather coach sipping their wine, and intermittently laughing. I wish I had a picture of them looking so hot!

Pam called me in.

"Scott, can you cut up some fruit."

I had been washing dishes, and the front of my jeans and shirt was wet.

"Look at your self, all wet like that. Put your apron on, that's what it's for sweetie." Both laughed.

I dug the pink apron from the wash and put it on. At this point I had been sneaking some shots of Bourbon, and it lessened my humiliation. I served them their fruit in the apron, and poured them yet, some more wine. Steph said,

"He is a treasure." She got up, and kissed me on the cheek "You are soooo cute in that color." Once again they both laughed.

By this time both were pretty drunk. I feared for the worse! 

After I cleaned the kitchen, Pam called me in.

"Scott, in the bathroom cabinet on the bottom shelf, there is a blue tube of lotion. Get it." 

I got the tube and brought it to her.

Scott, I want you to show Steph how good you are at foot massages. She is our guest, and you should treat her feet as you do mine."

Now I felt incredibly humiliated. My mind said no...but my cock said yes. Steph was no longer embarrassed, and smiled at me.

"Yes Ms. Pam."

I got down on my knees, and started rubbing the lotion on my hands.

"Oh and Scott, do it in your pretty panties."

I looked at Pam, and she glared at me, and Steph looked in a daze. I got up and removed my jeans and shirt, showing Steph my cock trying to escape my red thong. Steph put her hand over her mouth in a gasp. 

Pam looked proud of her control.

"Now ask Steph the question."

"Ms. Stephanie may I massage your feet?" I was now in sub heaven.

Steph looked a bit shaken,

"Yes Scott you may."

I carefully removed her right shoe, and placed it on the side. Her toe nails were perfectly manicured, and polished in white. I lathered up lotion in my hand and began her massage. She immediately embraced my hands, with a pleasurable groan. Pam lit a joint, and passed it to Steph. I was doing my magic, going in between each toe with gentle motion, while they smoked the weed.

"I never get foot massages, except from that old Chinese lady at the salon. This is totally incredible. Your hands are magic."

I massaged each foot for twenty minutes, not missing a spot, spending lots of time on her soles, and arches. Pam and Steph were both mellowed out making small talk between Steph's pleasure groans. They acted like I wasn't even there. This was also a turn on. Pam put the joint in my mouth and I took a hands free toke.

"I told you he would do anything I say. He has a thing for woman's feet too" Pam said to Steph.

"From the looks of that cock he is enjoying it. I bet you most men have a foot fetish, but never submit to it. After all the time and money we spend on our feet, with pedicures and sexy shoes, they deserve attention. This is the best dinner I was ever invited to! Is this considered cheating?" Steph laughed.

Pam asked, "Are you sexually aroused?"

"I have a gorgeous guy massaging my feet in a red thong, with his wife present...How could I not be?" 

"Well I guess you are a cheating wife." They both laughed.

Steph then said,

"As much as I am enjoying all this, it is time to go home. James will be calling me soon from LA."

Pam told me to put her shoes on, and I gently fitted each one on her lovely feet. We called Steph a cab, and waited at the door with her.

"Pam you are a lucky lady. To have a husband wear your panties and serve you like that is a treasure. Thank you Scott for a lovely evening and I really do hope we do it again sometime."

I stood there with my thong and throbbing cock and said,

"Thank you for allowing me to please you Ms. Stephanie." 

She kissed me on the lips, giggled, and went out for the cab.

Part 3...Chapter two

When Steph left, Pam smiled and kissed me.

"Now that wasn't so bad, was it Scotty?"

"Not at all Mistress, Steph made me feel at ease."

"From the size of that cock, that's not all you felt." Pam purred.

Pam then put some of the lotion on her hands, and rubbed it all over my ass. She then got on her knees and teased my cock with her lips, licking the slit, and putting it in her mouth without touching it. She started rubbing my ass, and putting her fingers close to my hole. I moaned with pleasure and frustration. She took my swollen rod in her mouth and engulfed it to the shaft, but did not move her mouth. It was a perfect tease. One of her fingers found their way to my ass hole and she pushed it in. I was startled at first, but accepted her finger. I started rocking my hips. Pam slowly slid my cock from her mouth, and left her finger in my hole.

" Mmmm, it seams my Scotty enjoys Mistresses touch. Do you like getting finger fucked?"

"If you don't stop Mistress I am going to cum." I said in a sweat.

"But Scotty, Mistress has not yet decided you can cum."

Pam then went deeper into my ass, and slowly pumped her magic finger, while kissing my cock.

The feeling was amazing. Pam never played with my ass before, and I indeed felt like a virgin. She slowly pulled her finger out, and stood up.

"Tidy up down here, and come upstairs."

About a minute later the phone rang. Pam called down for me to answer it.

"Hi it's Steph."

"Hello Ms. Stephanie, would you like me to get Pam?"

"No, its ok, just tell her I left my gym bag upstairs, and she could bring it to me on Wednesday."

"I will Ms. Stephanie, good night."

"Thanks again for a very interesting evening...goodnight."

I finished cleaning up and went upstairs and told Pam. She was sitting at her make up table, dressed in white lacy panties applying ruby red lipstick. She matched that, with a white lacy low cut bra.

"Pick out a red pump for me, and put them on my feet." She lipped. 

I chose stiletto heels, with a closed pointy toe. I knelt and put them on her, being careful not to catch her anklet. She barely paid notice to me.

"Let's try that again. Only this time, I want you to suck each heel before you put them on me."

I took one off, and slid the pointy heel in my mouth, and put it back on her foot. I duplicated my action with her other shoe. She continued to pay no mind to me.

"Do you think that cock deserves to cum? Tell me why Mistress should let you cum tonight?"

I was still on my knees,

"I served you well Mistress, and I think I have pleased you. But if it is your wish to make me wait longer, I understand."

"Good answer my love. I still have not decided."

She got up and kissed me, smearing her lipstick on my lips. Pam laid on the edge of the bed, resting on her elbows. She looked at me on my knees, and said,

"Crawl to me."

I did as told, crawling to her on my hands and knees, looking at her two gorgeous legs hanging from the bed. 

"Worship your Mistress."

I started at her shoes. Licking the leather, and tonguing her instep. She raised her soles, and I licked them too. I kissed and licked around her anklet, and worked my way to her knees. When I got to her thighs, I saw her smiling face. My mouth kissed and licked each thigh, leading to her white panties. She suddenly stopped me, and looked like she had a revelation.

"Scotty, go get Steph's bag from the bath room."

I found it, and brought it to her. She looked through it, and found what she was looking for. She pulled out a small black cotton panty. It looked like it was well worn, with the crotch tangled a bit.

"These are Steph's panties. She wore them at the gym today. It seems they rode up her snuggly."

She then pulled out her black bike pants, and turned them inside out..

"Come to me Scott."

She held out her pants to me.

"Sniff them. Inhale Steph's scent"

I was happy to oblige. I put my nose to the crotch as Pam held them out. The scent was strong, and intoxicating. I could only wonder what her panties smelt like. Then she turned them around to the ass part.

"I know you always look at Steph's ass, why not sample her aroma."

I did always look at her ass, but never knew Pam noticed. She stuffed it in my face, and I inhaled deeply. It was an exciting mixture of sweat and ass. Not too strong, but detectable. Pam rubbed it on my face, and I accepted it willingly.

"Are you enjoying Steph's ass you naughty boy?"

"Yes Mistress." I muffled through her pants.

Pam pulled them away, and told me to get her pocket rocket. She has a very small vibrating toy. It is about 4 inches, and comes to a point. We have used it before in our love making. I brought it to her and she smiled.

"You have been a very good Slave Husband, and you should be rewarded. Lie down on your stomach, and accept your reward."

I did as told, and she pulled down my panties, and slowly inserted the vibrator in my ass. I gasped at first, but relaxed and it slid in nicely. Pam then pulled my panties up to hold it in.

"I see Scotty likes Mistresses little present. You will really like your next gift."

I stood up, and Pam took out Steph's panties. She held the gusset to my nose, and I inhaled deeply. They were drenched with Steph's juices, and her scent was very strong. With the buzzing in my ass, and her amazing panties in my face, I was on the verge of collapsing. Pam rubbed them all over my lips, and nose.

"How does her tight little pussy taste. I wonder if James fucked her before he left this morning. Does she taste as good as Mistress?" 

Pam then draped them over my head with the crotch and ass on my face. She then opened her legs, and pulled my head to her very wet pussy. I pulled her white panties off.

"Now you will have both our juices to enjoy. Put your tongue to work my panty boy, and make sure your friend don't come out of your ass." 

I licked Pam like a mad man! As I moved my head up and down, left and right, Steph's panties were also rubbing on her open throne. I held the vibrator in my ass with one hand, and stroked her clit with the other. All this movement had my cock rubbing on the bed...I was so close! After about fifteen minutes, Pam let out a loud moan. It seemed like it lasted for minutes. Her orgasm bathed my face, and I took in all I could. She pushed me off, and got on her hands and knees.

"Now I want you to fuck Mistress for as long and hard as you can. When you are ready to cum, pull that cock out, and cream on my ass."

I kneeled behind her and grabbed her hips. My cock slid in her pussy like melted butter. I didn't know how long I would last, but there was no holding back now. I looked in the wardrobe mirror and observed some sight: Me, with panties over my head, wearing a red thong, and a vibrator up my ass: Fucking my beautiful wife, with her red stilettos surrounding me, her ass in the air, and her head buried in a pillow. I managed a few hard thrusts, and I felt it coming. The vibrator felt amazing in my ass. AHHHHHHhhhhh I screamed! The first burst hit her ass hard, then a second, and third, and fourth...and more spurted out on her rose bud. It was the most amazing orgasm in my life! I rolled over in ecstasy. 

Pam pulled her panties on, and rested her head on my stomach.

"Wow, what a weekend. Was it as good for you, as it was for me?" Pam purred.

"Yes my love it most certainly was." I said, still out of breath.

Pam turned and put her face over mine, giggling as she removed Steph's panties from my head.

"You still have another entire week to serve me. I know your submissive desires are not very high right now... but if you wish to continue...




In Pam's Control Pt. 03



"I do my Mistress." I cut her off.

"Tomorrow morning you will wake me, by cleaning all your man juice off my ass with your tongue. Do you understand?"

"I will obey Mistress."

"Now take my vibrator out of your ass, clean it, and get my clothes ready for the morning. I also expect you to hand wash Ms. Stephanie panties. I might add a few more tasks for you as you seem to enjoy this role."

I was working a four in the afternoon to midnight shift the next few days. I was sure Pam would keep me busy. Pam nested off to sleep, and I got on with my chores. Surprisingly, my cock was once again at full staff. It's going to be a long week!

PART THREE...CHAPTER TWO

My watch alarm buzzed me at 6am. I knew Pam woke up at seven, and I would need enough time to 'clean' Pam's ass and get her breakfast ready. I went to take a pee, and wash my face. I thought it ironic that I was washing my face to lick Pam's ass clean of my cum. My cock was at full attention. I thought it would be a good touch, if I removed Pam's white lacy panties, and put them on while I performed my task. These would also be the panties that I would wear all day.

I pulled down the covers slowly, and discovered my prize. Pam was sleeping on her stomach, and I had full access. I started pulling the panties off, and discovered how sticky my juices made them. I actually heard the dried cum peeling from her gorgeous ass. Once her panties were off, I stepped into them, and positioned my face appropriately. I started at her upper thighs, licking and kissing. The taste of my cum was present, but not horrible. Next I went all around her cheeks not leaving a drop on her. She started to moan a bit, and obviously knew I was fulfilling her order. My tongue then made a straight line from the top crack of her ass to her rose bud. I moved it slowly and pressed hard. She was now beginning to move her hips. I playfully darted my tongue in and out of her hole. I tasted my juices, mixed with Pam's morning ass. She opened her legs wider so I would dig deeper. I licked the area between her ass and pussy, and she went crazy. My face was in her ass, and my tongue went as deep as it could reach. She fucked my face, pushing in and out. I made sure I kept my face plastered in that ass; no matter how fast she pushed. After about ten minutes of this, Pam came in a thunder with my face buried. She then acted like nothing happened, and pulled the covers over herself.

Pam would be getting up in a half hour. I put the tea on, and had egg whites and whole wheat bread ready. I laid out a dark grey pant suit (that she looked amazing in!) With lacy low cut navy panties, and matching lacy bra. I thought her black open toe pumps would be a good match also. I left the blouse up to her. It also reminded me, that I had to pick up her clothes at the cleaners. 

When I heard her get out of the shower, I started her breakfast. I heard her heels clicking down the stairs, and all was ready. With that grey suit, and her blonde hair, and cherry red lipstick Pam looked totally hot.

"What a way to start a morning...and I'm not talking about my breakfast!" she glowed.

"It is my pleasure Mistress...please be careful the tea is hot."

"I like your choice of my attire today. You have good taste Scotty." She said cheerfully

"Thank you Mistress, you look gorgeous this morning."

Pam ate her breakfast, and sipped her tea while looking me over.

"How do you feel about wearing my cum stained panties all day?" she giggled

I was cleaning up the kitchen and washing dishes.

"As long as it's my own cum on them, it's a turn on Mistress."

She smiled, kissed me, and grabbed her bag. 

"Have my dinner ready before you leave for work, and have this house spotless."

"I will prepare something you can heat up when you get home, and the house will be cleaned Mistress." I still amazed my self with my own submission.

"Call me later; I will be home from the gym about seven."

Pam clicked her heels out the door like a proud peacock.

I went back to bed for awhile, then changed the sheets, and tended to the rest of the house. While I was hand washing Pam's delicates, I also washed Steph's panties, bike pants, and red nylon top. I couldn't help myself; I even took a couple of sniffs of her sneakers. After going to the dry cleaners, I showered and left for work.

I got a break around seven, and called Pam.

"I miss you Scotty. It's not fair that you work nights on your slave weeks." 

"I would rather be home serving you, than all these unhappy passengers Mistress."

"When you call me Mistress, does it make your cock hard?"

"It does, every time Mistress."

"Show me... Send me a picture of your hard cock in my white cum stained panties."

I went to the employee men's room, pulled down my pants, and took a selfie .

"MMMMmmmm very nice, that will get me through the night." Pam moaned.

"Will you be awake when I get home Mistress?"

"Probably not, I had a long day and need my beauty rest. The salmon you prepared was delicious. If I need anything I will leave you a note... Oh and Scotty that grey pants suit was a hit also. I caught at least two young interns looking at my ass." She giggled.

"I am happy you enjoyed the salmon Mistress, and I am sure more than two guys looked at your ass today."

"How sweet of you to say my love, I will see you in the morning."

I went back to the ticket counter with a bump in my pants. Luckily the counter hid me below the waste. All I thought about was Pam all night.

When I got home there was indeed a note.

Scott, I was doing further 'research' on the computer, and came upon a website featuring men in panties. It seems most of them were totally shaved. I don't expect you to shave your legs (not yet anyway lol) but tonight I want you to shave your balls, and pubic hairs. I will inspect you in the morning. Love Mistress

PS I left the website open, if you want to take a look...nite.

Pam was certainly getting into this. I had no desire to look at men's junk in panties, but I wanted to see what she saw. So I went to the site and there they were. Men of all sizes totally shaved in all different types of panties. Some dressed in stockings and garters too. As much as I hate to admit it, the thought of Pam making me do this was a turn on.

After picking up Pam's clothes that were left on the love seat in our bedroom, I started my task. Sitting on the toilet seat, I lathered up my balls and all around my cock, and very slowly shaved bare. I was in a sub zone while doing it, so my cock was hard. It actually felt and looked nice. It even seemed to add an inch or two to my size (wishful thinking) I picked up Pam's blue panties that she wore that day, and gave them a sniff. I thought about her wearing them in that tight pants suit and they smelt lovely. I could not wait to put them on in the morning.

I pulled back the covers to go to bed, and Pam was wearing only a T shirt. I wanted so much to go down on her, but my desires would have to wait, and I went to sleep hard. 

I again woke up early, put out a nice short black skirt, with a slit on the side, tan satin panties with matching bra, and her high black boots. When she came down I was in her blue panties, and serving her tea.

"Your taste in clothes is amazing. But don't you think my skirt is a bit short for work?"

"No Mistress, you have beautiful legs and you should show them off."

The boot tops came up to her knees, and the heels were about 3 inches. While looking at her, I second guessed myself...she was totally hot! Her white top had thin straps on her shoulders, and her 34c's were quite pert. She wore a thin black jacket that stopped at her waist.

"You're right Scotty, and that I will. Pull down your panties, and let me see."

She felt my clean shaved balls, and stroked my cock a few times. I was panting in heat.

"Very nicely done, now bend over and show me your ass."

I bent over as asked.

"Spread your cheeks for Mistress."

She glanced at my ass as she sipped her tea, with her legs crossed.

"It appears you forgot to shave some where my Scott."

"I didn't know I was supposed to shave inside my ass Mistress."

"Now you do. See to it by tonight." 

"It will be done Mistress."

She walked to me and stroked my cock slowly.

"It's a shame you won't be there when I get home tonight. I would let you take off my boots after wearing them all day, and kiss my feet. You know how my feet get after a long day in leather boots. You can think about what you're missing all day. You can also think about all the guys I tease as I cross and re cross my legs in this short skirt you want me to wear. My panties should be quite moist for you tonight."

I jumped away from her because I was about to cum. She giggled.

"Try to control yourself. Tonight I want a hot oil massage while I sleep. I might leave you another web site to explore, it appears I am pushing your buttons, and I think there are more to be pushed." 

I watched her ass as she walked out of the house. My panties were filled with pre cum. It would be a long day at the airport!

I prepared a turkey breast with cranberry dinner for Pam before I left for work. My day dragged, until I got home about 1am. I heated the massage oil, and there it was another note.

Dear Scott,

My exploration into female domination took me to some wild sites. I know you told me you are open to just about anything, but there is a limit for everything. For instance...Would you like to be my toilet slave? Do you want to wear a cock cage? Would you like to act as my foot stool? I know you like the idea of me dressing hot, but could you be a cuckold husband? The thought of me fucking another guy in front of you did get my juices going, but perhaps we should leave that a fantasy we can talk about. My pocket vibrator is by the computer, I had need to use it last night (without you what was I to do) be a good husband and clean it for me, yes, you may lick it first. You were right about showing off my legs. All day, men were very eager to please me. We will talk about that later. I have decided you shall drive me to work in the morning. I await my massage. 

Mistress

I did suck on that vibrator covered with Pam's juices. The thought of her playing with herself, while looking at god knows what, turned me on. Little did she know that I would serve her in any way ... Including the wild sites she visited. 

I picked up after her, hanging her clothes, and putting away those sexy boots. She left her panties on, and I was happy to pull them off her. After sniffing them thoroughly, I gave Pam an hour long massage. She acted like she was still asleep, but her low moans told me differently. I didn't touch her sexually, because she didn't ask me to. I again went to bed rock hard.

In the morning, I shaved inside my ass as best I could. Her breakfast was served, and I got dressed to drive her to work. She wore a black pant suit, with open toe heels, and hose. I always love the way her feet look in heels and hose! Her eye liner was extra thick punctuating her beautiful green eyes. We have a 2011 black Lexus, which her father gave us last year. She sat in the back, with her legs crossed, as I drove to 55th. St. & Madison Ave.

"I like this arrangement. You will drive me to work every day during your 'slave week'. 

Thank you for that glorious massage last night, I feel quite relaxed today. I hope you didn't mind that I played with my 'rocket', but I couldn't help myself. We will talk Friday night about some of the sites I saw."

I pulled over to the curb, feeling like a limo driver, and she blew a kiss to me as she entered the building. 

The rest of the week went the same way. I studied pedicures and manicures on line, and got the hang of it. Friday would be my last day of the month, as her slave. I was dying to cum, and we would have the entire night together. 

One extra humiliating event happened on Thursday. I dropped Pam off in front of her building, and Steph was there. She looked in the front passenger window and said,

"Scott thanks for cleaning my gym clothes and panties. They smell so good, and are so soft. Can I bring you all my clothes to wash?" She giggled. Pam was standing behind her with a smile on her face.

I was red with embarrassment, as I drove away.

On Friday I had a quick turn around. I got home late Thursday night, and had to work in the morning. I drove Pam to work before driving to the airport. Pam had a dress down Friday policy, and she looked great in her dark denim jeans and white pinstripe shirt. Of course her heels were sky high, and her anklet quite visible. I couldn't wait to be with her that night.

I barbequed two sirloin steaks, and made a beet salad. I picked up a nice Cabernet wine to go along with dinner. Pam came from the gym, and got home at seven.

"Is this really the last night of being treated like a goddess?" She said with disappointment. 

"You will always be my goddess Mistress." 

I met her at the door wearing her worn sheer pink panties. They were a bit high at the front, and only my penis head escaped from the elastic. I took her gym bag, and pulled out a chair for her.

"Scotty these steaks are wonderful. But you might want to cover yours, it will get cold while you worship my feet."

I immediately crawled under the table in my rightful place. I kissed under and around her shoe straps, which went to her ankle. She held up her foot, and I knew her heel needed to be sucked. Pam looked down to make sure I was doing it. I continued licking around the straps, trying to taste as much bare skin as possible.

I heard her wine glass, as she tapped it with her fork. I rose and filled her glass.

"Its amazing how well trained you are in only one week. Imagine in a year or two! You may continue worshipping my feet."

She continued to tease me... by rubbing her shoes across my face, and crossing her legs. I was totally frustrated. Finally I heard the words I longed for,

"You may take my shoes off."

I could have cum right then under the table. Her scent was fabulous! She pushed them in and out of my mouth, and I adorned every toe with my tongue. When she got bored with this, she told me to put her shoes back on. About that time the door bell rang.

"I know you would answer it with those cute pink panties, but I will spare you this time."

I ran into the den, as she opened the door. It was a young good looking UPS Delivery guy, with about ten packages.

"Mistress Pamela?" The UPS guy said.

When I ordered Pam's stuff, I put Mistress in the delivery address. 

"That would definitely be me. How did you know it is my birthday?" Pam flirted.

I was peeking, and watched the guy checking her out. She knew this, and put on a good show.

"Come in please. Can I get you a drink? You must be so exhausted lifting these boxes all day."

"I would love to, but my boss is on my back, and I still have my route to finish."

Pam was now bringing some of the boxes inside, bending at the waist as she did so. Her ass in those jeans is outstanding. I watched the guy drool with lust.

"But I would love a rain check on that drink." He said boldly. 

Pam stood with her hands on her hips and said,

"That's a date."

She then signed the delivery slip, and shook his hand daintily.

"Oh Scott you can come out now, that young handsome man left." She teased.

It actually was a turn on watching her flirt in front of me. I had some jealous twinges, but my erection overcame jealousy. I wonder how it would have played out if he did come in for a drink. The packages were the lingerie and shoes I ordered for Pam earlier in the week, it's a good thing they came unmarked, the UPS guy would have really gotten a thrill.

"Before you clean up, bring all these boxes upstairs. I am very interested in your selections. I will call you when you're needed."

"Yes Mistress, I hope you are pleased." 

After cleaning up, and eating my cold steak, about one hour had passed. Pam called me upstairs. She had all her lingerie and shoes on the bed. It looked like a department store. I guess I went crazy that night ordering.

"This is beyond my dreams! You must want Mistress to be naughty wearing all these sexy clothes. I don't think I ever wore heels so high, it will be a learning experience. I also see you like seamed stockings, and garter belts. Those crotch less panties will be quite convenient, don't you think? Thong, after thong... you really do want a hot wife, don't you?" 

The thought of Pam wearing all that stuff was intoxicating!

"I am glad you are happy with my presents Mistress."

She playfully picked up panties and hose, and rubbed them on my face.

"You will become intimate with every thing you bought. I will have fun wearing these sexy clothes to work. I have skirts that would just reach the stocking tops. Are you sure you want Mistress to dress for work like that?"

"Yes, it is a turn on knowing other men desire you Mistress."

"Good, because I was going to dress like that if you liked it or not. I will be a hot wife for you, Scotty. Now get on your knees and kiss my ass."

She stood fixing her hair in the mirror. I knelt behind her and planted kisses on her tight denim ass, trying to follow the fabric to her crotch. While she freshened her lipstick, she said,

"I suppose you want to cum tonight. Mistress was good enough to buy you a present too. There is a small box on the love seat, get it and bring it to me."

I brought it to her while she sat on the bed. She opened it, and inside was a small butt plug, with a remote control.

"Be a dear and get me some baby oil."

I found a bottle in the bathroom, and handed it to her while she installed batteries. I knew what was coming, and was a bit scared, and excited at the same time.

"On your hands and knees... Now you know why Mistress wanted the inside of your ass shaved. Men in panties are begging for anal play."

I was on my hands and knees, and she pulled down my pink panties to mid thigh. My cock extended firmly. Pam pulled my legs apart, and rubbed the oil on my ass hole, sneaking her finger inside of me. I jumped a bit.

"Don't worry Scotty; it's a beginner plug, for virgins like you. It has little wings to keep it in nice and tight. The added feature is the remote control. I can vibrate your toy any time I want...as long as your within 25 feet or so." She giggled

She took her finger out of my ass, and slowly pushed the butt plug in. It felt huge compared to her finger, but after the initial push, it went in smoothly.

"There now my pet, that wasn't so bad, was it? From the look of that cock you are enjoying my present. What do you say when someone gives you a present Scott?" 

"Thank You Mistress."

"Thank you for what, Scott?"

"Thank you for my butt plug Mistress." I was actually enjoying it.

"You're welcome... Now pull up your panties, and put away all my new lingerie. I will buzz your ass when I need you." 

She smiled and went down stairs. It felt strange walking with that thing in my ass, but after a few minutes the vibration startled me. It was like a prostate massage. I ran down the stairs briskly. Pam was sitting at the computer with her black thong panties and bra on, with her legs crossed. Her clothes and shoes were scattered about. I started to enter the room, but remembered what she told me, and stopped at the entrance.

"I will have some wine now. This is great; it's like ringing a butler bell. How does it feel my love?"

"Wonderful Mistress, I hope I don't cum in my panties."

"I will use it sparingly. Now get me my wine, we have to talk."

I waited for permission to enter (which pleased Pam) and served Pam her wine. She was perusing the internet, while I rubbed her shoulders.

"This is the last day of your first week as my slave. I am astonished at your obedience. As I mentioned in my letter the other night, there are many other facets of a Mistress/slave relationship. I know you said that I can push you as far as I like, but...




In Pam's Control Pt. 03



Pam showed me images of men in lingerie, and maid uniforms serving females.

"I know you're into my worn panties, but does this turn you on? Would you like me to dress you up with make up sometimes, and really be my bitch?"

The thought of it excited me, but I didn't want Pam to think I was a fruit cake.

"No Mistress, I am happy with your panties."

She turned around and took a look at my oozing rod, and smiled.

"It seems Pinocchio might be telling a lie. It would be a shame to use all that lingerie you bought, just for me. We shall see, I will decide."

Then she showed me a cream pie site, where guys go down on the girl after Cumming inside them. 

"How about this Scotty... I have given you some taste of your juice, would you like to clean me after we have sex?"

"It's an erotic task Mistress. But I don't have the same submissive feelings after I cum."

She put on the vibrator, turned and pulled down my panties.

"Let's talk hypothetical. Earlier tonight when the UPS man brought me the delivery, I invited him in for a drink. Let's say, he accepted and came in. You were hiding peeking I'm sure, with these pink panties on. Lick my pussy while I continue sweetie.

She pulled aside her black thong, and I lapped like a dog.

"Tell me where I was Scotty."

I lifted my head and looked up at her,

"I was hiding in my pink panties, and you invited the UPS man in for a drink."

"Ah, yes. Suppose after some small talk, he opened his pants, and dropped them to the floor. Your wife then got on her knees, and stroked his huge cock. He then pushed my head towards it, and I willingly licked and sucked it. I knew you were watching, and I didn't care."

I was moaning at her crotch. She was dripping wet.

"After it was nice and hard, I took all my clothes off. But he wanted me to leave my heels on, so I obliged. He then bent me over the couch, and fucked me hard and fast from behind, the sound of his balls hitting my ass made a slapping sound. I was panting in heat, meeting his thrusts. While I was being fucked, I saw you peeking, and our eyes met, and you did nothing...just watched in your pink panties. He pounded me faster, and came deep inside of me. I was screaming in orgasm. He then simply pulled up his pants and left."

Pam was close to orgasm, and so was I. She told me to stand, 

"If I wanted you to clean my dripping pussy of his cum, would you?"

I started Cumming in mid air...without being touched! She grabbed my cock and put it in her mouth, swallowing my juice, as I continued my gyrations. It was amazing...Pam never swallowed my cum. I was in heaven! When I was done, she said,

"I guess, that's a yes." and smiled.

After I cleaned up, including my new toy up my ass. I met her in bed. I used my tongue on her pussy and ass hole to finish her off...she came in buckets. After this, we both cuddled with our panties rubbing together.

"Next month is my birthday, and I want to go to Atlantic City." Pam purred

Pam loved playing black jack, and we frequently stayed at the Borgata Casino.

"As you wish my love... and it happens to fall on our slave week."

" Perfect." she moaned.



In Pam's Control Pt. 04



Thanks again for all the kind words! Pam and I take a long weekend in Atlantic City. It was the most erotic few days of our lives. I will try to describe the true events, as best I can. Enjoy! 

After my first week as Pam's slave husband, things got back to normal. Pam cooked and prepared the meals, cleaned the house, and did the laundry. I helped a bit, and was tempted to do more, but I held back. We had sex, but the intensity wasn't the same as when she was my Mistress. We didn't talk much about my 'slave week', although she kidded me about it. We finally had a long talk one night, over dinner, at the Tribeca Grille.

"Scott, did I fulfill some of your fantasies last week?"

"You were incredible Pamela! In my wildest dreams, I never thought you would dominate me like that. You made me do things, I never imagined."

"Like what?" Pam said slyly.

"Like what...are you kidding? How about putting a butt plug up my ass? How about tasting my seaman, and dressing in panties for your best friend while I massaged her feet, and if that wasn't enough, you made me buy the New York Times!" we both laughed.

"I want our special weeks to be perfect. That's why I researched so much. I never want to go too far, and screw up our marriage."

"Let me ask you something Pam, and promise to answer truthfully."

Pam raised her right hand, as if she was a court witness.

"I will, my Scott."

"I noticed you were always so wet during our encounters. Was it a turn on for you being my Mistress?"

Pam turned a bit red, sipped her drink, and said,

"Totally... When we started, I was only doing it for you, but as we went on, I couldn't believe the rush I was getting! Looking at the web sites, I realized it is a common fantasy, and you truly enjoy it all. I then decided to enjoy it myself. What wife in the world would not love being treated like a queen? Once I got over the fact that the bitchier and more demanding I was, the more you loved it, I was wet all the time."

I leaned over the table and tongue kissed her deeply.

"It's hard to explain. The humiliation aspect of it is amazing. When you have me in that deep sub zone, I would do anything to please you. It's not so much as what I do; it's that you are making me do it. Do you get what I'm saying?"

Pam smiled, and nodded her head.

"I get you loud and clear Scotty, and trust me; next month is going to be awesome, or awesomer, if that's a word. I just want you to know, that if something is happening, and you are not ok with it, give me a secret sign or something, so I will stop."

I smiled as she looked so cute sitting there.

"I don't fore see that happening, but if it makes you feel better...the word is 'Lexus."

"Lexus it is, and if you are chicken enough to use it, I might start you on spankings."

"Lexus," I called out, as we both laughed.

We went home and had our clothes off before we hit the bedroom. She rode me like a wild stallion. I guess all that talk stoked our fires.

I wanted Pam's birthday to be special. There was this ad in a neighborhood news paper that interested me. It was a guy name Jason, who was a physical therapist who also gave 'exotic' massages. In the ad, he claimed he would travel for in home massages. I thought it would be hot for Pam to get a massage, on her birthday in Atlantic City in our hotel room. So I called Jason, and asked him about his services. He was a bit vague (as if he couldn't talk) so we decided to meet for a drink. 

He lived in Brooklyn, and we met at a local bar down town. He was a nice looking guy about 28, with a surfer type look about him. After some small talk, I asked him about his ad.

"I am a masseuse, and I have my own table with oils, and music. My hands are trained to please the human body." He said assuring.

"That's great Jason, but where does 'exotic' come in?" I asked.

"I can finish a woman off with my hands, mouth or cock if that is what's desired."

He said it, as if he knew what I wanted to hear. He went on to say that he is married, and disease and drug free. He is a New York City fireman. He started about 6 months ago, and has had good experiences. His fee was $200 an hour.

I told him it was my wife Pam's birthday, and we were going to Atlantic City next weekend. I wanted him to give her a 'in room' massage. I also said,

"I don't know how Pam will react if you sexually touch her."

"It's all cool. If she protests in any way, I am gone. I think I understand what you're going for."

"What's that?' I asked

"I assume you will be present during her massage, correct?"

"Yes," I said

"So you want to get off watching me please her." He said it quite naturally.

"I guess you understand it all."

I then showed him a picture of Pam, and he said,

"Man, I would massage her for free. In fact, I would pay you to massage her!"

We both laughed, and spent some time talking with a couple of drinks. He was a down to earth guy, who I trusted completely. I made arrangements with him, and the stage was set. 

Pam thought it best if I didn't cum for a week before our Atlantic City trip. She knew I would be more submissive that way. We both took off from work on Monday, and we would leave on Friday night. She was packed when I got home from work on Friday. She had two large suit cases and her make up bag ready to go. She kissed me when I walked through the door.

"Go and pick yourself out one of my worn panties from the hamper, put it on, and pack the car. You are mine for a whole week. Make sure to pack your butt plug, and my pocket rocket. Go now."

"Yes Mistress..." I began my second week as Pam's slave.

The ride to AC was traffic free. Pam sat in the front seat teasing me with her feet anytime we stopped. She wore tight black jeans, with a white low cut blouse. Her three inch open toe sandals were worshiped at every red light. Our windows are slightly tinted, so Pam made sure my window was down while I kissed her feet. More than a few witnessed our play, including two teenage girls, who were laughing and honking at us. My humiliation began.

Pam made sure she was sitting in the back of the car when we pulled up to the Borgata valet parking. She got out and walked straight to the entrance, while I gave our bags and car keys to the porter. They asked me if I was her chauffeur, and I said

"No, I am just her husband" as both attendants laughed.

I met her at the check in desk, and we were able to get a suite on the third floor.

"I am going to have a drink at one of the bars. I want you to un pack the bags, and put all my clothes and shoes away properly. Call me when you are finished."

"Yes Mistress Pamela." 

She walked away as if she owned the place, as I was followed by a porter to my suite. The room was quite plush. It had a small living room area with a 60 inch TV hanging on the wall, including sofa, and table. The bed was king size, and the bathroom was enormous. Including large jet bath, a separate make up table, and stand up shower. Everything was marble, and well appointed. 

When I opened Pam's bags, I noticed she had been shopping. Tags were still on her 'very little black dress', to go along with her 'very, very little red one.' I hung them up with her sequined pink gown that had a split on the side, up to her hips. My cock was rock hard as I placed all her lingerie, in separate drawers. She brought four pairs of shoes, all super sexy, including the pair I bought her with the six inch heel. Pam also packed her white bikini; the hotel has a water club and spa. I brought a bottle of wine, and put it on ice.

I called Pam and told her everything was in order.

"Meet me at the bar." She said, with loud music in the back ground.

"Which bar are you at Mistress?" 

"You figure it out." And she hung up.

The Borgata is the finest hotel in AC. It has a variety of clubs and restaurants. As I searched for her, I listened for music. Pam loves to dance (something I never like to do) and finally I found her, on the dance floor of a dark neon lit club. She was on the dance floor shaking and grooving with the music. There was a DJ spinning tunes, from a balcony above. I took a seat at the bar and watched as guys were hovering around her. She was bumping and grinding with a couple of guys, and my cock started to grow. The next thing I knew, she was being escorted to a private both. The both had a red entrance rope, and a large bottle of vodka encased in ice. Inside there were three guys and another female. We had been there a little over an hour, and she made new friends. I ordered a double Gentleman Jack, and my cell rang.

"Enjoying your self?" it was Pam.

"You know I love to watch you dance Mistress, but who are those people?"

"Relax my love; I am just having a bit of fun. Do you want me to leave?"

I was jealous and angry, but once again my cock over ruled my feelings.

"No Mistress, I will be here when needed." I couldn't believe I said that!

"Does watching Mistress flirting with other guys turn Scotty on...are you hard in my panties right now?"

"I must admit, I am Mistress." I whispered. 

"Good boy." Pam said as she moved closer to the group. 

Pam hung up, and I saw one of the guys pour her what looked to be a martini. One night we were out, and after two Martini's Pam was totally sloshed, and she swore never to drink them again. I watched her sitting there sipping the martini, with her legs crossed, and shoe dangling. Her ankle chain was reflecting colored lights, as she laughed and chatted away. What really got me going, was watching one of the guys light her cigarette. She hasn't smoked for years! I gulped down my bourbon, and ordered another.

The DJ started playing a popular rap song, that's on the radio all the time. I am more into rock, and don't know the name of it. The entire place was on the dance floor now, including Pam. I could tell the martini was working its magic, because Pam was really shaking it! One of the guys, very tall, and with an athletic built, appeared to be about 30, was dancing alone with Pam. He was grinding her from behind, and she met his grind by squatting up and down. He was certainly rubbing his crotch against her ass, and Pam was enjoying it. At another point in the song, she had both her arms resting on his shoulders, as he had his hands on her hips. I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked like he was rubbing her pussy with his crotch. The song was over, and they all went back to the private booth, and Pam continued to sip her drink and her dancing partner sat a bit closer, with his arm around her. I was torn between dragging Pam out of there, and watching my beautiful wife flirt. I ordered another drink. Pam then left the table, and went toward the ladies room. My cell rang again.

"Is Scotty still hard, or is he mad at Mistress?"

"I'm a little mad... but very hard Mistress."

"That's good, because Mistress is very wet knowing you're watching me in your little panties."

"You are driving me crazy" I panted.

"Should I stop now, or does my slave husband want to see more?" she purred.

"I want you to do as you wish, Mistress. I have total faith in you."

"Go up to the room, and put your butt plug in. Then you may continue watching Mistress."

She hung up, and I walked briskly toward the elevator. I made my way to our suite, and pulled out the butt plug. I pulled down my lavender bikini panties, and with a little help from baby oil, slipped it up my ass. It still was difficult walking, but I was feeling loose, from the bourbon. 

When I got back to the bar, Pam's dancing friend still had one arm around her, and was pouring her another martini with the other. Pam was sitting with her legs crossed, and her back straight (her breasts were quite perky) She was holding up a cigarette in an elegant manner. She seemed mesmerized by what ever he was saying.

I evaluated my situation. Here I was sitting at a bar alone, with panties on, and a butt plug up my ass...watching my intoxicated sexy wife with another guy. I must be insane. But the fact of the matter is... I was totally turned on, and in sub heaven. 

The rest of the group got up to dance, leaving Pam and her friend alone in the booth. They seemed even closer now, and Pam was sitting a bit tilted towards him. It was dark, and a lone candle shed light around them. His hand was now behind her neck, as he moved in slowly to kiss her. I could not believe what I was seeing. When his lips were close to hers, she lifted her hand to his mouth, and stopped him. I was in the midst of Cumming and having a heart attack! Pam then got up slowly, shook his hand, and walked away.

I gulped my drink, as she walked toward me. I was sitting on a stool, and she stood between my legs and deeply tongue kissed me. Her dancing friend was left in the booth in a daze.

"I need to have my pussy licked Scotty, lets go." She ordered. 

Pam walked ahead, and I followed her in awe, watching her ass sway all the way to the elevator. We got in, and she coolly freshened up her lipstick. I was still in shock. When we entered our suite, Pam put down her purse and said,

"You will treat this room as our home. I want you only in panties while we are here. Now strip."

I took off my pants and shirt, and sported a hard on breaking through my panties.

"Good choice Scotty, I like lavender on you... It is time to put your tongue to work."

I got to my knees and took her shoes off, licking and kissing each foot, as she told me how sweaty they were from dancing. I then peeled off her black jeans, and kissed my way to her crotch.

"May I taste you Mistress?' I pled.

"You were a very good slave husband tonight. You may sniff my panties, and then I will decide."

I put my nose to her white thong, and inhaled deeply. She was filled with aroma. 

"Steven made me very wet tonight, rubbing his hard cock against my pussy and ass. Can you smell my juices?" she moaned.

I guess the guys name was Steven, and she was indeed very wet.

"Yes Mistress, you smell intoxicating." I muffled.

Pam moved to the bed, and lay on her back with her knees bent. I remained on my knees waiting for instruction. 

"Did you like watching me with Steven tonight?"

"Yes and No Mistress...I had mixed emotions."

"Come here and stand next to me" she demanded.

She stroked my cock a couple of times, and gathered some pre cum. She then placed it on her pussy lips.

"Come up here and service my pussy and ass with your tongue, you can now taste my juices mixed with cream, and imagine its Stevens... Thank me for not sucking his cock, and fucking him tonight. I would have left you at the bar, and brought him up here...in our suite... while you stayed at the bar in your panties and butt plug wondering what I was doing. I want your tongue now!"

I scrambled to her pussy, pulling down her panties, and slowly licked and sucked her nectar. It was a bit bitter, from the long day she had, and my man juice, but some how the bitterness was the sweetest I ever tasted. I paused now and then saying,

"I thank you Mistress, for not fucking Steven."

I lifted her ass, and my tongue found her hole,

"I thank you Mistress, for allowing me to worship your ass... and not fucking Steven." 

My tongue was deep inside her ass hole, and the bitter taste made me want to go deeper. She was screaming in orgasm, as I continued my assault. She clamped her legs around my head, and came in buckets all over my face. I think she even peed a bit, and I licked that up too. I lay there with my face covered, 

"You have pleased me with your tongue tonight. What do you say?" 

"Thank you Mistress, for letting me lick my cream from your pussy...and Thank you for not fucking and sucking Steven tonight."

"You are welcome. Tomorrow morning, I expect my tea ready in the morning. Since it is my birthday, I will spend most of the day at the spa. Before I go, you are to shave my pussy bare. Do you understand?"

"It will be an honor to shave you there Mistress."

"Good, now go clean up, and remove your butt plug. I don't want to be disturbed until noon tomorrow."

"Yes Mistress...and thank you for not fucking and sucking Steven tonight."

Part four...chapter two

We both slept soundly. I got up early, and took a nice hot shower. I found Pam's still very wet white thong, and wore it under my jeans. In the hotel lobby, I found a Star Bucks, and got some coffee for myself and tea for Pam. While down there I played roulette, and placed $20 on Pam's birthday, number 3. Sure enough it came in, and I won $700! I went back to the suite with a smile on my face.

Pam woke about 11, and thankfully her tea was still hot. She sat on the bed rubbing her tired eyes, with her blonde hair going in different directions. She was gorgeous none the less. As she sipped her tea, I sung happy birthday to her, and told her about my winnings.

"If you want to cum this weekend, it would be a nice gesture for you to go over to my bag, and put the money in it." She smiled.

I did as I was told.

"Good boy Scotty. Money makes Mistress happy."

She rubbed my naked ass in her thong, and rolled her fingers in the waist band.

"Call up the spa, and reserve me a one o'clock appointment. I want a hot rock massage, and a facial. Oh and Scotty, make the reservation under Mistress Pamela." She giggled.

"But Mistress, I ordered a special birthday in room massage for you. I wanted to surprise you." I said a bit worried.

"Come here and give Mistress a kiss. My slave husband is so thoughtful."

I kissed her lips, and she asked me what time her masseuse was coming, and I told her about six.

"Good, I will just enjoy a facial, and relax in the sauna. I might even have my hair done. You may now shave your Mistresses pussy."

I went in the bathroom and soaked a cloth in hot water. My razor was new, and I got Pam's pink shaving gel. She sat up on the bed with her legs slightly parted.

"Be careful my love, it would not be wise to nick Mistresses pussy."

I put the hot towel on her, and moved it slowly over her pubic hair. She was very well trimmed to begin with. I then spurted some cream on her, and began her shave.

"Scott, would you be a doll and get me a cigarette from my bag?" 

She knew her casually smoking; while I serviced her would be a turn on.

I got her the Marlboro, and she held it in her lips while I lit it. She blew smoke in my face and said,

"Continue."

Pam was driving me nuts, sitting like a queen smoking, while I carefully shaved her pussy.

"Steven was good enough to buy me cigarettes last night. You remember Steven, don't you?" she was blowing smoke up in the air.

"Yes Mistress, I do."

"I think he would like a cleaned shaved pussy. So make sure you do a good job." 

She was feeding my submissiveness and knew it.

"Yes, I will Mistress."

I was again in sub heaven, imagining shaving her pussy for another guy. Or was I imaging?

I carefully shaved around her lips, and her pussy was now totally smooth. She then opened her legs wide.

"Make sure you shave around my ass hole, he might want to explore there."

I put a couple of pillows under her hips, to raise her ass for me. The sight of her bald pussy and her pink rosebud so close to my face almost made me cum.

I shaved inside her crack, and spread her cheeks to get inside. My nose and face were less than an inch from her beauty, and her aroma was breath taking.

"When you are finished, you may kiss my ass hole once, and thank me"

When I was finished, I planted a wet tongue kiss in her hole, and she let out a low gasp.

"Thank you Mistress Pamela for letting me shave your pussy and your ass, and thank you for not fucking and sucking Steven last night."

Pam was pleased. She had me rub some lotion on her pussy, and up her ass. I never saw her totally shaved, and it was a turn on. She then had me dress her in that white bikini, and a floral rap around her hips. She pulled back her hair, and applied red lipstick.




In Pam's Control Pt. 04



"I will be at the spa for a couple of hours. You are free to do as you please, after you tidy up in here. Have fun."

She put on her high heeled sandals and left the room.

I called up Jason, and told him everything was set for six. I gave him our room number, and he assured me he would be there. I was so nervous...I went down to the bar. I wondered how Pam would respond when Jason first touches her. I also wondered how I would respond...when fantasy becomes reality.

I walked around the casino for a while, and noticed how crowded it was. The noise of the slot machines and people moving about did not lessen my angst. About 4:30 I went back to our room, and put some more wine on ice. I stripped to my white panties. Pam got in about five, looking radiant. She wore a white fluffy bath robe, and her heels. She threw a plastic bag at me.

"Hang my bathing suit to dry. The spa is magnificent. I used the sauna and steam room, and took a long hot shower. Then I got a facial, and Monique trimmed my hair. You like?"

Pam twirled around like a model, and indeed she looked like one. I poured her some wine, and she sat at the make up table. I hung her bikini near the shower.

"Did you ask for a female or male masseuse? I hope it's a male, its weird when females touch me."

She was applying some mascara (as if she had to look hotter!)

"I didn't ask if it was a female or male. Would you like me to make sure it's a male Mistress?"

"See to it Scott." She sipped her wine.

I went to the phone and pretended to call the front desk.

"We have a 6 o'clock in room massage reserved. My Mistress would prefer a male masseuse."

Pam was giggling.

"Well done slave husband."

Pam was now applying a black border around her red lipstick. She was stunning.

"I guess I should at least put some underwear on. Pick me out a bra and panties. It's your choice sweetie."

I went to her lingerie drawer and picked out a red lacy thong with black trim, and a matching low cut lacy bra. She threw off her robe, and waited for me to dress her. My hands were shaking.

"Wow, my Scotty wants Mistress to dress sexy for her massage. I like your choice. Don't worry my slave; most of these male masseuses are gay."

I bit my lip as she stepped into her thong. I pulled it up her hairless behind. I then clasped her bra, as she sipped more wine. Pam then put a touch of perfume in-between her breast. She put her robe back on and sat.

"Pour me some wine, and get yourself some too. This is a fantastic birthday gift! You may kiss my feet until the masseuse gets here."

I sipped some wine, and lay by her feet. They were freshly bathed, and had a flowery fragrance. Pam put a cigarette in her mouth, and looked at me. I quickly rose to light it. It was hot kissing her feet while she smoked. I guess she knew that.

I suddenly got panicked.

"Mistress, Do I have to wear your panties while the masseuse is here?"

Pam stroked my head, and said,

"I was wondering when you were going to ask." She giggled.

I continued to rub and kiss her feet as she smoked and smiled.

"Don't you want to wear your pretty panties? We will never see the masseuse again, and you look adorable." She giggled again.

"Please Mistress, may I get dressed?"

I continued to worship her toes with my mouth. She snuffed out her smoke, and finished her wine. Jason would be there any minute.

"Since your being such a baby about it, you will wear my stockings the rest of the weekend and you will wait an extra day to cum. Now go put on a black thigh high, and then you may get dressed." 

I quickly agreed. I sat on the bed, and started to put them on, and Pam corrected me.

"No, no, my darling, you must roll them up first and slowly lift them on your leg."

Pam knelt down and glided them up; she then had me stand and smoothed them on my legs. Her red manicured nails against the black nylon...It felt fantastic! My Mistress then rubbed my balls while adjusting my stockings. She made me turn around, and complimented my ass. My cock was standing at attention.

"Scotty likes his stockings; perhaps you should start shaving your legs." She smiled, looking up at me.

I never thought about wearing stockings. Pam had me on fire.

"I will do as you wish, Mistress."

I put my pants, shirt and sneakers on, over my hosed feet... and a minute later came a knock at the door. I opened the door, and there was Jason.

"Hi, my name is Jason. I am Pam's masseuse." 

He wore black pants, with black sneakers, and a light blue short sleeve shirt. He carried a large suit case, and a folding massage table. I helped him in with his stuff, and I said,

"I am Scott, and this is my wife Pam."

Pam had her robe on, and was sitting on the bed. Jason shook her hand, and set up the table. He opened his bag, and was well prepared. All kinds of lotions, oils, and stones were in there. He also had a hot plate device that was used to heat the oils. 

"Pam while I heat the rocks, you may choose your favorite scented oil." Jason said.

Pam smelt each one, and picked a honey blossom. Jason put in on the heater, along with the stones.

"Make your self comfortable, and lay face down on the table." Jason told Pam.

Jason looked buff. He was clean shaved, and his long blonde hair was pushed back with hair gel. He certainly looked the part of a hotel masseuse.

Pam took off her robe, and lay face down. Her face settled on the chin cushion.

Jason's face couldn't hide his excitement, when he saw Pam in her panties and bra. He hooked up his I Pad into the clock radio, and dimmed the lights. Jason then lit a few candles, which gave off a pleasant scent. The music was mystic, and fit the mode. I poured myself some wine, and sat back on the bed.

Jason then spilt some oil on Pam's back. He rubbed it in slowly, covering her sides and shoulders. He then started placing the stones on her back, one at a time. He unclasped her bra, and placed the straps on her side. I guess they were hot, as Pam moaned. After all the stones were placed, he went to her legs and massaged some oil on them. He went to her feet, lifting each one carefully working his fingers. I couldn't see Pam's face as it was in cased in the table. But I heard low moans of pleasure.

Jason then worked his fingers up her calves, taking his time with each one. My cock was hard watching him work his magic. He then slid his hands up her thigh, reaching the bottom of her ass. He used two hands as he pressed hard on each thigh. Pam was again moaning in pleasure. 

Pam's panties left most of her ass exposed, and he placed some hot oil on her cheeks. I could see the oil dripping into the crack of her ass. Jason rubbed her cheeks, avoiding her crotch as close as he could. Pam was moaning a bit louder. He then went to her back, and removed the rocks. More hot oil was applied, and he deeply massaged her shoulders.

Jason then massaged her hips, working his fingers up her side. He placed his two thumbs under her panties, and massaged the bottom of her spine. Pam moaned in approval. He then got a hot towel, and asked Pam to turn over. 

Pam was in a state of drowsiness, and turned herself around, holding her bra loosely against her breast. He put the hot towel over her face, and applied oil to her legs.

I was secretly rubbing my cock, watching his large hands on Pam. He knew what he was doing, and was hitting all the right spots. I also noticed quite a bulge in his pants. Jason rubbed the front of her calves, and all around her knees. He went to her thighs, and used two hands on each one, applying pressure to certain spots. Pam was moaning, so he must have been hitting the spots right. When he got to her crotch area, he massaged her hips sliding his hands all the way to her V shaped thong, tracing the V with his fingers, but not touching on her pussy. 

He poured more lotion on her flat stomach, and it formed a puddle in her belly button. His hands worked around her breast, touching their sides. Pam's hands were still holding her bra covering her breast. Jason massaged her arms and hands, putting them on her side. He went back to her breasts, and his hands slowly slid under her bra. This was the first test, and Pam did not object.

As his hands cupped her mounds, the bra fell off to the side. I heard a faint oohhh from her lips. Her nipples were totally erect. He put her nipples between his fingers, as he continued the massage. There wasn't a doubt any more; he was sexually fondling my wife. 

Pam kept her hands on her sides, as he went back to her thighs. This time his thumbs worked their way under her panties. At his first touch Pam gasped, but continued to accept his touch. Her legs parted a bit, and Jason slowly pulled down her panties. She lifted herself to assist him. The front of her red panties were a darker red...she was wet. Jason looked at me, and licked his thumbs, savoring Pam's juices.

I wanted to pull out my cock and stroke it, but not with Jason there. He took off her panties and threw them towards me. I grabbed them and held them to my face. Jason smiled. Her legs were parted, and his hands went right to work, lightly tracing her slit. It was teasing her, as she began to move her hips. Jason continued the tease, probing slightly deeper. Pam was now moaning in heat, and he told her to turn on her stomach. As she turned she looked at me and smiled, before putting her face in the slot. 

Jason now had full access to Pam's beautiful ass, and he worked his fingers up and down her crack. His finger found her rose bud, and he penetrated her. Pam moaned loudly, but did not protest. He spread her legs wide apart, and began to finger fuck my wife's ass. He placed his other hand beneath her pussy. Pam was moving her hips on his hand, and meeting his ass assault with small thrusts. Pam picked up her head, and called me over.

"Take off your pants and shirt...now!"

I was so horney, I would have done anything at that point. Pam was in such heat, and screaming most of the time. I took off my clothes, unveiling my stockings and panties. Jason looked at me and said,

"It's all cool man."

Pam then called Jason over, and opened his belt. He dropped his pants, sporting a huge hard on. Much bigger than me...about nine inches! My beautiful wife grabbed his cock, and looked at me.

"Is this what my Scotty wants?"

She then took the head of his man hood in her mouth, and slowly licked it. She was now on her hands and knees.

"Go do what you do best, and lick my ass." 

Jason was moaning, as she took his cock in her mouth about half way. I got behind her and worked my tongue on her rose bud. I saw Jason pull her head towards him as he continued fucking her mouth. Pam gagged a bit, but continued bobbing her head on his shaft. My tongue was so far up her ass now, and I started to finger her soaked pussy. Jason was moaning, Pam was moaning, and I slurped away on that ass.

Pam then moved the action to the king sized bed, pushing Jason on his back, and kneeling over his cock sucking it. Pam's ass was in the air, as she told me,

"Fuck me now Scott...and don't you dare cum."

She went back to worshiping Jason's huge cock, and I slid my hard penis in her wet tight pussy. The sight of her doing Jason, and my stockings slapping against her rear, was too much for me to take. I slowed my thrusts, so not to cum.

"Fuck me hard Scott or he will!"

I worked quicker, pounding her hard. I tried to close my eyes and not think about what was happening. Jason said he was close to Cumming. Pam was Cumming...she screamed in ecstasy, and pulled her mouth off Jason's rod.

"Jason I want you to come all over Scott's ass and stockings"

Jason looked at me, and said

"It is Pam's birthday."

He walked behind me, and Pam started tongue kissing me with Jason's cock taste in her mouth. He rubbed his cock on my panties, and erupted on my ass. I felt his hot seed shooting on my cheeks, and sliding down to my crack. He was still shooting loads, when he lowered his aim on my stockings, and finished by rubbing his coated cock on the lacy tops.

I was totally humiliated, but still on fire, because I didn't cum. I collapsed on my stomach, Pam on her back, and Jason sat exhausted in a chair.

"Dude, Never let that woman go, she is a keeper." Jason groaned.

He got up and got dressed, and washed in the bathroom. He collected his stuff, and said

"Happy Birthday... Pamela."

She smiled, and said,

"Scott, thank the nice man for my massage."

"Thanks Jason for massaging my wife."

Pam then said

"And"... 

She looked at my stockings.

"And thank you for Cumming on my ass and stockings."

Now I was thoroughly humiliated, and it could not get worse.

"Wow...your both welcomed. Please don't hesitate to call me anytime." He left smiling.

Pam was rubbing Jason's loads of cream all over my ass.

"See what happens when you dress in Mistresses stockings and panties. You cause men to spurt all over you." She giggled.

"Please may I cum Mistress." I pled.

"Go and take a nice bubble bath, and wash all that cum off you, and while you soak, I want those legs shaved. You were a naughty boy, setting me up with an erotic massage. You're lucky I didn't let Jason fuck me...or fuck you for that matter. Did you like watching his hands all over me? Did you like watching me suck his cock? No, you are not Cumming tonight. After you bath and shave, wash out your lingerie, and put a fresh pair of panties and stockings on...then you may help Mistress get dressed. I want to get a bite to eat, and do some gambling tonight."

Pam handed me a pink round shaver, and added,

"Be careful taking off your stockings. Roll them down slowly, one at a time." She smiled.

I sat at the edge of the bath, and did as she asked...not wanting to rip them. She watched me and giggled,

"This is truly amazing!" You look adorable.

Coming next...the rest of the weekend.



In Pam's Control Pt. 05



It is Saturday night at the casino, and as you will find out, Pam has plans for me. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did. Once again, if you are not into female domination stories...read something else.




I was sitting in the tub while the hot water jets soothed my body. My legs were shaved smooth, and Pam was in the shower. The humiliation I went through still had my cock hard. It was amazing how Pam took over the entire situation. She made me display my panties and stockings in front of Jason, and sucked his cock while I watched. The way she threw him on the bed and controlled the action was remarkable. I was worried that she would go too far and make me touch his cock, or suck it. I would have used our safe word. But in the heat of the moment who knows?

"Scott, come out of there, and let me see how you look." Pam woke me from my thoughts.

"Very, very nice, your long thin smooth legs will look lovely tonight. Go and select a sexy panty and stocking, but not my black seamed thigh highs...I will be wearing them."

I went to the drawer and put on a white stocking with lacy tops, and a white thong.

"Perfect. You look stunning my darling."

The stockings felt incredible going up my shaved legs. My cock was leaking, and I could not control it.

"Get my black seamed thigh highs, and help Mistress dress."

I rolled the stockings up Pam's legs like she taught me. 

"Now get my black bikini panties, and red dress." Pam directed.

The red dress was short. Pam stepped into it, and it barely covered her stocking tops. Her nipples showed through the light material.

"You don't mind if Mistress goes bra-less tonight, do you Scotty?"

"No Mistress, you look very sexy." I was in awe.

"Now, dress me in my panties."

I slid them up her hosed legs, and they matched her lacy stocking tops. I could have shot my load right then.

"Now get the very high boots you bought me, and put them on my feet."

She put her hand on my shoulder, as I pulled them on her feet. They were sky high, as she stood towering over me. They went up to her knees, and framed her black seamed stockings and short hem line perfectly.

"Break my new boots in with your tongue." She demanded.

I gladly obliged, licking every inch, tasting the fresh leather. Pam then went to the make up table and sat, tugging my ear, as I crawled behind her. I was kneeling at her side.

"Does watching Mistress applying make-up turn you on?"

"To be honest Mistress, it really does!" I confessed.

"I thought so, my naughty slave husband."

Pam was stroking her lashes with black mascara, and taking her time with her lipstick.

"Would you like Mistress to go out tonight, and leave you here in your pretty outfit?"

I was in a deep sub zone. Pam held a cigarette to her lips, and I sprung up to light it.

"No Mistress, I would like to be with you. But if that will make you happy, I will stay here."

As Pam sat in the chair, her stocking tops were visible.

"Perhaps I would find a man to my liking, and bring him up here. Would you like to serve us drinks, and tend to our needs? After all, I already sucked one strangers cock today, and you didn't mind. In fact you brought his cock to me!"

She was putting on her silver earrings, puckering her red lips. 

"That is a fantasy of mine Mistress, but one I would like to keep a fantasy."

"Tell Mistress about this fantasy Scott."

She was now rubbing my cock through my white panties.

"It's too embarrassing to tell Mistress."

"Well then, let me help you along. Go get your butt plug, bend over the bed, and pull your panties down. "

I followed instructions and handed her the butt plug.

"No baby oil this time sweetie, I have a better idea."

Pam wiped some pre-cum from the head of my cock, and spread it on the tip of the plug. She moved the plug in circles around my hole, and forcefully shoved it in me. I moaned with relief, when it was in place.

"Pull your panties up, and come sit at Mistresses make up table."

I sat at the table, and she put the vibrator on low. Pam was playing with my hair, standing behind me.

"I will give you a choice my love. Confess your fantasy or I will make up your face and lips, and have you walk around the casino all night... Or is that another one of your fantasies?" She giggled. 

"No Mistress please, I will tell you."

She sat on the chair with her legs crossed, and a big smile on her face.

"Pour us some wine, and begin."

I poured the wine, and sat across from her. Pam then increased the vibrator a bit. It felt so good, and my cock was oozing semen like crazy. 

"It is to be your cuckold Mistress. For you to date whom ever you like, when ever you like. I would help you prepare and dress for dates. If you decided to take your date home, I would be waiting to serve you dressed as you wish."

"Go on my love, this is getting good." Pam gulped her wine.

"The humiliation of watching you, or just knowing that you're with another guy, is a turn on. Today was a bit different, but I loved licking your ass as you gave Jason a blow job. It's all about the humiliation of it all. I can't explain why, but I guess that's what makes me submissive."

"Come to me Scott."

I walked over to her chair, and stood before her. She lowered the vibrator, and rubbed my balls through my panties.

"You will bath me, and keep my pussy and ass shaved for my lover. I would have you pick out sexy clothes for me to wear for my dates."

I just moaned in agreement.

"You would wait up all night for me, ready to clean my pussy with your tongue."

My moans were louder.

"You would dress in sexy lingerie and meet my date at the door. My date and I would be kissing and fondling each other, as you stood by with drinks. He would comment on how pretty you look, and we both would laugh."

I had to move away from her hand, as I would have cum.

"Don't move from me, and don't dare cum...pour me some wine."

She continued, while smoothing her hands over my stockings.

"It would be fun to give you a female name, and call you that while my lover is present. Sabrina is pretty... That's it...on our slave weeks you are Sabrina. Answer me Sabrina."

"Yes Mistress."

"Good, I like that. My date will also call you Sabrina. When the time comes for us to have sex, you will make sure our bedroom is clean, and the bed is turned down. You might also light candles, before you sleep in the guest room."

She was hitting all the cuckold desires. Pam did her home work well.

"If I called you into our bedroom, would you pull down my lovers pants for me, and fold them neatly? Would Sabrina, stroke his cock, and get it hard for Mistress? Would Sabrina put on red lipstick, and suck his cock if I asked?"

Pam pulled down my panties, and was now stroking my shaft.

"Tell me the truth, and you can cum...tell me!" Pam was loud.

"Yes, Yes, Yes...I would suck cock for you Mistress...Yes, Yes..."

"Come for me Sabrina... cum for me!"

I shot my load all over the place! On the floor, on the bed, and on the wall... it was an amazing explosion. Pam had dug deep inside my fantasy, and discovered the truth. 

After I exploded my cock was still hard... and the butt plug still in place. Pam pulled my panties back on and said,

"Now that wasn't so difficult. You should never hide your fantasies from Mistress...after all; I can't fulfill them, if you don't tell me. You will clean up your mess later. Go and get dressed, I am starving." 

I was ashamed at my self. Telling Pam I would suck cock for her, dressed in lingerie, set a new level of humiliation...so I thought!

         Part Five...Chapter Two

We went to the lobby, and picked out a cozy quiet restaurant. Every guy that past us was drooling over Pam, and she looked right back at them flirting. I walked a couple of steps behind her, and watched the short tight dress swing with her ass. Her black stockings were sheer, except for the dark seam running up the back of her legs. The boots she wore were pointy toed, and had a six inch heel...and she handled them well.

"Scotty, I want to gamble. After we eat, I will play some black jack. You may watch Mistress from afar, but do not address me unless I call you. Is that understood?"

"Yes Mistress, I will always be close by in case I am needed."

"Good, now pay the bill and I will see you later."

She walked away and headed to a near by black jack table. It was full, but they made room for the lady in red. Pam bought some chips, and planted her perfect ass in a chair. I was sure her dress rode up enough to display her sexy stocking tops.

I went to a roulette table, and stood. My butt plug made it uncomfortable to sit for long periods. I had sight of Pam sipping a cock tail, and smoking a cigarette (lit by the dealer) it was a lively table, as all players cheered, and groaned together. Pam seemed to be the center of attention.

A couple of hours had past, and I was just about even. I wondered how Pam was doing. I looked over, and she was gone. After searching for about one half hour I spotted her playing this Chinese game. I had seen it before, and could never remember the name, or how it was played. I noticed one of the players from her black jack table was sitting next to her. She was a very hot Asian girl, who appeared to be about 22 or 23 years old.

The Asian girl wore a very short black dress, with black stockings that were laced with designs. She wore high heeled black shoes with a platform sole. The shoes looked too heavy for her dainty feet. Her long straight black hair framed her beautiful full red lips. Her eyes were dark, and covered with mascara. The two of them sitting there lit up the whole table.

After a couple of bourbons, and another two hours, I noticed Pam and her friend having a drink at a bar. It was now in the wee hours of the morning, and I was getting tired. That's when my phone rang.

"I won about $500, how about you?"

"I am about even Mistress, I was playing roulette earlier."

"I need my feet rubbed, these boots are killing me. Go to our room and pull down the bed, you can worship my feet tonight, I will be up in a few minutes."

I went to our room, and took off my shirt and pants. The sheets were pulled down, and the lights were dimmed. I waited about twenty minutes, and Pam came in. She stood while I pulled off her boots, and kissed her hot sweaty feet. Her stockings held in the sweat nicely, and I savored the taste. She dropped on the bed and said,

"Sabrina, be a doll and undress me. I am very tired, and would like to sleep. You may continue to worship my feet, when you are done."

She pulled her arms up, and I slid her dress over her head. She was a bit intoxicated, and started giggling,

"Sabrina, put Mistresses dress on, I want to see it on you."

She leaned back on both elbows, and smiled.

I stepped into the red dress, and put my arms through the top straps. The dress showed my balls through my white panties.

"Sabrina you look gorgeous...turn for me."

I slowly turned, and displayed the back. My ass cheeks were hanging out from the dress. Pam was now laughing.

"Pull up the front of your dress Sabrina, and show Mistress."

My cock was hard as a rock, and bending my panties.

"It appears Sabrina likes her new dress. You may take off my stockings, then continue to worship my feet in your dress. She wasn't laughing.

I kissed and rubbed her feet for about twenty five minutes, until I knew she was asleep. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and wandered what I have become. My white stockings against Pam's short red dress had me looking like' Sabrina'. Pam had opened up a new window, and my cock responded with full erection. Before taking off the dress, I put away all the clothes thrown about, and removed the butt plug from my ass. I actually felt like a slut. My stocking legs cuddled next to her, and fast asleep I fell.

Morning came quickly, as the sun lit up our suite. I quickly closed the window curtains and got dressed. Pam was still in a deep sleep, as I went to the lobby for tea and coffee. I thought about the beautiful Asian girl Pam was with earlier, and if I should ask about her. After a nice hot shower, I sat drinking my coffee in a white fluffy bath robe.

Pam stirred, and rubbed her eyes. Her black panties were riding up sacred places. I brought her the tea, and she sat and sipped it.

"You look comfy in that robe. What time is it?"

"Its noon Mistress, Did you enjoy your birthday?"

"I enjoyed it very much. I had an interesting massage, and won some money last night. I was playing this Chinese poker game called 'Pai Gow'. My friend Amanda introduced it to me, and we had a blast."

"Amanda?" I asked meekly.

"Yes, you will meet her later. I want to take a nice jet bath, and get ready for the day. Get it ready for me."

I set the water temperature, and poured in some flowery bath gel. Pam tossed her panties at me, and I helped her into the tub. As she eased back, the steamy water fogged the mirrors.

"Wash my back for me sweetie."

I lathered up a sponge and slid it along her back. My robe had parted and Pam grabbed my hard cock.

"Did you enjoy wearing Mistresses dress last night...and be honest."

"It was strange Mistress. You telling me to wear it... was a big turn on. I guess it's the humiliation thing again."

Pam was stroking my cock, and had that evil grin on her face.

"Suppose I dressed you in panties, garter belt, stockings and bra. I could add make up and a sassy wig, and find a fitting high heeled shoe...would that be a turn on?"

I backed away from her stroking, because I would have cum. She giggled.

It's getting hot in here Sabrina. Today you will wear red thigh highs with a matching thong. Put out my skinny jeans and the crotch- less panties you bought me...you are dismissed."

I found the fire red thigh highs, and the red thong with a lacy waist band, and dressed. 

Pam's skinny jeans fit her like they were painted on. She wore a low cut purple top, with four inch platform pumps. After she applied her make-up, we went down and ate brunch.

"Are you ready to continue our erotic weekend? I think you will enjoy it." Pam said, as she ate some fruit.

"This weekend has been so amazing; I am ready for anything Mistress."

"Good, when we finish eating, I want you to go to our suite, and wait for me. You may stay dressed in your Scott clothes."

I did as I was told, and nervously waited, not knowing what Pam had planned. Over my stockings and panties, I wore black Dockers and a collared shirt. About one hour later I heard the door open.

"Scott, this is my friend I told you about... Amanda this is my husband."

Amanda was even more beautiful than I thought. She also had very tight jeans on, wearing a short black boot, with about a four inch heel. For her thin frame, she hosted a large round rack, about 35-c. Amanda's long straight black hair, slightly covered her perfectly made up face. Her lips were red, to match her red blouse. 

"Hello Amanda, nice to meet you."

Amanda smiled at Pam, and we lightly shook hands.

"I heard a lot about you Scott, Pam is a lucky lady." 

I blushed a bit, not knowing what Pam told her.

"Scott, get us some wine...and pour your self a glass of bourbon." Pam asked cheerfully.

"Good idea, white or red ladies?" I asked.

Both answered white, and they sat on the love seat smoking cigarettes. I un- corked a new bottle of Pinot Grigio, and brought them their wine. They both had their legs crossed; with shoes forward... it was an incredible sight. 

"Amanda is working her way through college, and wants to be a doctor." Pam said.

"A doctor...wow, that's great! What type of work do you do?" I asked smiling.

"I make people happy." Amanda said while swaying her heels with her legs crossed.

I stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. Amanda got up, and faced me.

"I would like to make you happy today, Scott."

Amanda looked into my eyes, and pulled down the zipper of my pants. I looked at Pam and she smiled.

"I want to watch you and Amanda together. You will do as Amanda wants...get my pocket rocket, and hand it to me."

I went into the drawer, and brought Pam's vibrator to her. It felt quite strange. I had not been with another woman for over ten years. I was totally attracted to Amanda, but I didn't know how to respond.

"Take your pants and shirt off." Amanda said authoritatively.

I stumbled a bit, and took off my clothes, exposing my red stockings and panties. My cock was sticking straight out of my thong. Amanda had a big grin on her face.

"Sabrina, come here and remove my shoes."

Pam was sitting on the love seat, getting a good view of it all. I walked where Amanda stood, and got down on my knees. I took off one boot, and it exposed her red stocking foot. She brought it to my face, and I sniffed and licked it as taught. I did the same with the other, and Amanda directed me to undress her. 

After pealing off her jeans, it was apparent that she wore almost the identical red thigh highs, and thong I was wearing. She took off her blouse, and was bra-less.

"I thought it would be hot if you both wore matching lingerie...and it is!" Pam was smiling.

Amanda slipped her shoes back on, and we faced each other.

"Just one more thing, so we really match." Amanda said.

She walked over to her bag, and brought back her lipstick. She sat me on the bed, and painted my lips.

"There now, isn't that much better? Do you like cherry red Sabrina?"

"It does look pretty on you Amanda." I didn't know what to say.

"Now it looks pretty on you...and I am Mistress Amanda."

I looked over at Pam; she had one leg on the arm of the love seat, and nodded her approval.

"Yes Mistress Amanda, I like the lipstick."

Amanda gently pushed me on the bed, and she lay by my side. Her hand was stroking my stockings.

"Pam has told me a lot about you, and what a good slave husband you have become. You also have a secret desire to be cuckold, and watch her with another man. Well, Pam has desires too, and wants to watch you with me. I hope you don't disappoint Mistress...Do you want to fuck me Sabrina?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda, you are so beautiful." I was rock hard.

Amanda leaned over me, and licked my lips, as my tongue reached out for hers. Pam took her jeans off, and sat in her crotch- less panties. She was sipping wine, and had her vibrator at the ready.

Amanda slid my thong over, and released my erection. Her lips found their way to my balls, and she slowly licked them. To my surprise, Pam was making a video with her cell phone. Amanda slid her tongue to the head of my penis, and wrapped her lips around it. She closed her lips tightly giving me a wonderful sensation. Amanda then turned her body, putting us in a 69 position. Her young tight ass and pussy were before me, as her shoes framed my head.

Pam stood, and got closer with the camera.

"Sabrina, you know what to do...make Mistress proud."

I pulled the red string of her thong out of her ass, and put my lips and tongue to work. Her scent and taste were different from Pam's, but quite tasty. Amanda stopped sucking my cock, and was now rubbing her pussy on my face. I had my tongue straight out to be used for her pleasure. My face was covered by Amanda's precious juices.

I spread her cheeks apart, and darted my tongue into her pink ass hole. I caught a quick glimpse of her in the mirror, and Amanda was pinching her nipples, as she rode my face. Her moans were low, but steady. Pam sat the camera on the table, and was now working her clit through her crotch- less panties.

Amanda leaned forward and continued to nibble on my cock.

"Get that tongue back in my ass hole...and don't you dare cum."

I lifted my head, and grabbed her hips, pushing my tongue as deep into her hole as possible. Her moans were getting louder, as she pulled herself away from me. Amanda then sat on the bed, with her back resting on the head board.




In Pam's Control Pt. 05



"Pam freshen Sabrina's lipstick"

Pam jumped to the task, and applied it over my wet lips.

"Come here, and worship me properly." 

Amanda had her legs open, and sipped some wine, before pouring some on her pussy. I tried to lick slow, savoring the mixture. I found her 'g' spot quickly, and kept my tongue on it without movement. She was holding my head in place, screaming in delight. I slowly worked the tip of my tongue, and she threw me away.

"I need to be fucked...hard and fast."

Amanda got on all fours, and I quickly slid my cock in her. Pam was working herself to frenzy. With all that was going on, it was difficult not to cum.

I closed my eyes and slapped my balls against her ass, going fast and hard. Amanda's tits swung with my thrusts. I tried not to think about her young tight pussy, but couldn't help myself. Pam was moaning...Amanda was moaning.

I quickened my pace, and was at a point of no return.

"Don't you dare cum!" Amanda huffed 

I tried to stop, but it was too late. I pulled my cock out, and shot load after load on her ass.

Amanda fell flat on her stomach, and looked over to Pam.

"Pam freshen Sabrina's lipstick again...she has been naughty."

Pam's face was flush, and her panties soaked. As she put the lipstick on me,

"Mistress Amanda is not pleased with you Sabrina...and you were doing so well."

"I am sorry Mistress."

Pam went back to her seat, as Amanda spoke.

"Sorry is not enough Sabrina. You will now clean the mess from my ass, and make certain you lick it all! Pam you should film this... it will be a reminder for Sabrina in the future."

I was still a bit hard, but not in a deep sub zone. I started licking her thighs, and cleaned some light run-off, that made its way to her stockings.

Pam was getting a good close up of me eating cream-pie, with my red painted lips. My cock stirred when Amanda said,

"Pam, does it turn you on watching me use your husband as my cum slut?"

Pam was a bit taken back...and she sort of whispered.

"Yes Amanda, it surprisingly does."

"Good, pour me some wine, and you may continue pleasuring yourself."

As if hypnotized, Pam did as she was told. My cock was once again rock hard. It seemed this sexy 22 year old was calling the shots.

My juices were still warm, as I glided my tongue on Amanda's butt cheeks. It tasted a bit salty, and had a lemon like after taste.

"Sabrina, do you like the taste of your gooey cum? Stand for me my slut."

I stood, and Amanda giggled looking at my cock at full staff.

"You need not answer the question. A cock never lies. You may continue cleaning my ass"

Pam had the camera set up filming it all, and was working the rocket on her clit. I cleaned all my cream from her cheeks, and started to tongue my way inside her crack. Amanda parted her legs, to give me better access.

"How does a cum filled ass taste Sabrina... someday Mistress Pam will need you to clean hers...and it wont be your cum. Does that excite you, my man bitch?"

As my tongue was buried in her hole, I muffled,

"Yes Mistress."

Pam must have liked my answer, as she screamed low in orgasm.

Amanda was enjoying herself, and had no resistance from Pam and me.

"If my ass is clean of your cum, you may take a break. Have some wine to wash your cream down." Amanda laughed.

I reluctantly removed my face from her ass, and after filling Pam's and Amanda's glass poured some for me. Pam was in a slight daze, with a contented smile on her face. Amanda and Pam clicked glasses.

"Sabrina your punishment for Cumming too soon is not complete."

Amanda went to her bag and removed a brand new elastic belt. She put it around her waist, and handed Pam a long, slim, white dildo.

"Pam, be a dear and secure my cock in the harness."

Pam sat, as Amanda stood in front of her, and put it in place.

"Sabrina, are you a virgin?" Amanda asked.

'Yes...I have a small butt plug, but never had a dildo." 

I was very nervous. The thought of that dildo fucking me, almost made me say the safe word. Amanda handed Pam a small bottle of KY Jelly.

"Pam you might want to lubricate my cock for our little virgin."

Pam started to squeeze lotion from the tube.

"First, you will lubricate it with your mouth" Amanda grinned.

Amanda moved closer to Pam, and to my surprise, Pam started sucking it.

"Sabrina, while Mistress is good enough to lubricate my cock, I want you on your hands and knees in the bed. You may place pillows by your face, but your pussy should be in the air, and spread wide."

I got on the bed, and did as I was told, sinking my face in two pillows.

"Good girl Pam...you may apply the lubricant to my cock now."

I looked back and saw Pam stroking the dildo with lube. Sabrina was kneeling behind me.

"Pam pull down Sabrina's panties, and guide my cock to her pussy."

Pam had my panties down to my knees, and I felt the dildo at the entrance of my hole.

"Just relax Sabrina. It will hurt a little at first, but you must learn to control yourself. Mistress Pam deserves better, and you should never cum before her. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress Amanda."

I looked back and Pam was taking video. It was some sight...my ass in the air, with red thigh highs, and Amanda in matching lingerie, ready to fuck me. 

Amanda slid it in slowly. I muffled my grunts with the pillow. 

"That's it my bitch, take my cock." Amanda demanded.

She went in deeper, and I stopped fighting the invasion, and relaxed. She rocked her hips and I picked up my head gasping.

"Pam, feel his cock, and see if it's hard."

Pam felt my huge erection.

"Like a rock Amanda." Pam announced.

The truth was, after the initial pain it was stimulating. .

"Should I stop Sabrina?"

"Yes...oh...oh...stop...oh."

Amanda worked faster, and I found myself meeting her thrusts. At one point, she stopped moving, and I was rocking my own hips back and forth.

"Pam, look at your man slut. She can't get enough of my cock!"

Pam held my chin,

"Sabrina if you want Mistress Amanda to continue, you should beg to be her slut."

Pam then stroked my balls.

"Please Mistress Amanda fuck me harder, and never stop. I will be you slut...but don't stop." I was totally in sub zone.

"Tell Mistress Pamela you love cock up your pussy, and you will never disobey her again."

"I love cock in my pussy Mistress Pamela, and I will never cum too soon again." I was gasping.

Amanda started fucking me again, and added a few smacks on my ass.

"Pamela you are a lucky Mistress...to have a slave husband with a decent size cock, and a tight pussy."

"Are you ready to fuck me properly Sabrina?" Amanda asked.

"Yes Mistress Amanda, I will not disappoint you." 

She pulled the dildo from my ass slowly. I was disappointed she stopped, but glad to fuck her again. She put me on my back, and removed her strap-on...and started riding my rod like a cow-girl. 

"Pam, put Sabina's face to use."

Pam slid off her panties, and straddled my face

Both Pam and Amanda were facing each other. Pam's juices were running all over my face, as she rubbed her ass and clit on my tongue.

Amanda was riding fast, as she played with her nipples. Both my Mistresses were very close to orgasm (I was too)

Pam was riding my face faster...Amanda was gasping in pleasure. All I heard were the sounds of two women in ecstasy... I didn't know it then, but I later saw it on the video: Pam and Amanda were tongue kissing as they came!

After they slowed their rhythms, Pam and Amanda slid themselves off of me. I was covered in Mistress cum...and was very proud.

Pam and Amanda sat down on the love seat, and lit cigarettes. Both looked exhausted.

"May I cum Mistress Pamela?" I begged. 

Pam smiled, and blew some smoke.

"I will leave that up to Mistress Amanda."

Amanda crossed her legs, and hesitated a while. Then said,

"You may cum in your panties...but always have eye contact with Mistress Pam and me. When you are finished, I want those panties in your mouth. Do you understand Sabrina?" 

"Yes Mistress."

I was kneeling on the bed facing them. They both had smirks on their faces, and continued to smoke.

"You may begin Sabrina... no wait. Pam freshen his lipstick"

Pam giggled as she layered it on heavy.

I draped my thong on my cock, and started rubbing it. Pam was once again filming. I understood Amanda's order to look them in the eyes...it made it more humiliating. 

It didn't take long, before loads of cum covered my panties. I screamed in joy, pumping every drop I could, while looking them in the eyes.

The last thing I wanted to do was put those panties in my mouth. Pam and Amanda glared at me as I hesitated a bit. I put them in my mouth, as I looked into the camera...my humiliation was complete!

They had me lick every drop from my panties, and surprisingly, I was getting hard again. It didn't go unnoticed.

"Do you see Scott...you can eat cream pies, even after just Cumming." Pam proclaimed. 

Amanda looked on like a proud tutor.

"There are no limits for a true submissive...and Pam, you certainly married one."

We all cleaned up, and sat around smoking a joint. I put on my white bathrobe, and the girls were still practically naked.

Pam and Amanda first met at the black jack table, the night before. The way Pam was dressed, Amanda thought she might have worked for escort service. Through their conversation, Pam discovered Amanda was a very high priced escort. After many drinks, Pam told Amanda about our slave weeks. That's how it all came about. Amanda was more than willing to participate, and $500 really got her interested.

"Does Scott do house cleaning, and cooking at home?" Amanda asked 

"He does every thing Amanda...he even hand washes my lingerie." Pam said proudly 

"Why not make him a 24/7 slave husband? It should be easy to do."

They were talking like I wasn't there...like I had no say in the matter.

"I have thought about it, but for now its working out perfect." Pam replied.

Amanda goes to school in Manhattan, and lives in Brooklyn Heights. 

"Have you dressed him as a maid yet? That would be lots of fun." Amanda giggled.

"He just started to shave his legs and wear stockings. That's when I named him Sabrina. I will look into the male maid thing though. How do you know so much about the submissive male? You were on fire before! "

"I took a fascinating psychology course last semester. I did extensive research into male sexuality. From the information I gathered, 75% of men are or want to be submissive with their mate. Most wives find it repulsive. For the ones that take advantage of their mates desires there is pleasure for both. I don't want to bore you with anymore, because you have embraced Scott. Most of the men or couples I have been with are submissive, and usually don't get the pleasure of touching me, or climax."

"So how do you please them?" Pam was intrigued.

"Some I dress as woman, in sexy lingerie, and heels. I verbally humiliate them, and have them lick my shoes. Others... want to clean my apartment in the nude. Most of the men are married, and their wives don't know, or won't embrace their fetish. I have had a couple of female subs also."

I was getting hard listening to this young vixen! The pot was being passed around, and we were all feeling mellow. Pam giggling asked,

"So you get paid to have someone clean your apartment?" 

"Yes, as I sit in my panties and study. Every few minutes I walk around and check his work, even if it's good I find fault in it. " Both girls laughed.

"Scott, you understand the turn on...don't you?" Amanda asked.

"I actually do Amanda. Sometimes the desire to serve a beautiful woman is over whelming. That's why I confided my fetish to Pam. I can understand someone paying you to be their Mistress...even if they don't get to have sex."

Pam leaned over and kissed me.

"I am glad you did confide in me Sabrina." Both girls laughed again.

Amanda had to leave, and got dressed.

"Here is my card. I will be more than happy to play with you two again. You may keep the strap-on...and the lipstick... red is your color Scott." 

After the laughter, Amanda left with an envelope from Pam. Our weekend was complete, and we both slept the rest of the day.

Just a few additions I left out of the story: Amanda and Jason did show us recent blood work clearing them of STD's. 

The guy Pam was with in the disco, Steven, stalked Pam the next day, and had to be escorted out of the hotel by security. 

While I was licking Amanda, she accidentally farted, and we all laughed hysterically (I actually didn't mind...but it was funny) Amanda joked,

"I won't charge you extra for that."

The money we won that weekend, paid for everything...including Jason and Amanda.

I also told Jason, intercourse is off limits with Pam...thankfully it worked out. 

Pam and I have watched the video, and both masturbated to it. Pam made some still photos, and teases me about mailing them to my female supervisor. And by the way...Pam admitted she liked kissing Amanda, and liked being bossed around a bit.



Well there you have it... I hope I put a picture in the readers mind about the most erotic weekend of my life (so far)... Pam has recently come up with 'things' she wants to try. I will certainly write about them. Thanks for reading, Scott.



In Pam's Control



"Tomorrow is Saturday, and it is when I usually do heavy cleaning. But tomorrow I am going to the movies with Steph , and you are doing the cleaning. The bathrooms must be scrubbed from top to bottom, all rooms vacuumed, kitchen sparkling, furniture dusted, and bed sheets changed. You can do all this in the panties I am wearing now. Oh, and when you go out to run errands and such, you will wear my panties under your jeans" 

Pam grinned and added, "I have a nice pink apron you can wear also." 

She then stood up and said,

"Kneel in front of me. Now look at my pussy." 

I did as told 

"If this is all acceptable to you, kiss your Wife's pussy."

I put both hands around her sacred ass, and kissed her pussy through her leggings.

"Good boy Scott. Now let's get ready for bed."

I was still kneeling, as my goddess walked toward the stairs. My panties were down to my thighs, and I was watching her ass sway across the house. I followed her up, and watched as she disrobed, leaving her panties on. She lay on her stomach, as I waited for instruction. She turned to me and said,

"Kiss your Mistress's ass, as she falls asleep." 

Her panties were white, and cotton. Most of her ass was naked; with her panty climbing up her rear .I positioned my self, with my face over her ass, and my legs falling over the bed. I started kissing her cheeks and slightly rubbing my cock against the back of the bed. I was in heaven. Her scent was a bit strong, but totally erotic. I got to her rose bud, and deeply kissed her ass hole through the panty. She reached down and removed her panties, and said 

"Enjoy yourself, you have done well today." 

She threw her panties on the floor, and nested up to her pillow.

"Oh and Scott, don't you dare cum." 

I was in such a state. " Yes Mistress. " 

For the next 20 minutes, I kissed and tongued Pam's ass. I fucked her ass hole with my tongue, and she met my face with small thrusts, imploring me to go deeper. She came in a thunder. I loved the taste, and her getting off. She turned to me and said 

"Good job my ass licking husband, now come to bed and get some rest. You have a busy day tomorrow."

I was spent and Ready to explode. I cleaned in the bathroom, and cuddled next to my Mistress. 

She purred "Good Night."

"I said "I love you." 

There is a lot more to come! If interested.