8 comments/ 123896 views/ 11 favorites Dual Submissions By: The_Mercyslayer IF YOU ARE NOT 21 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER, PLEASE EXIT THIS SITE NOW! THIS STORY IS FOR ADULTS ONLY AND CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, INCLUDING RAPE, ABUSE, AND BREAST PLAY. IT IS SIMPLY FANTASY AND IN NO WAY CONDOLES THE ABUSE OF WOMEN. IT IS HERE FOR PLEASURE ONLY. * Tracy humiliated Thomas again. Thomas planned the dinner meeting with the new client and invited Tracy to go along hoping she could help. Instead, Tracy acted like a snob. Then, when Thomas suggested they go to a bar after dinner to talk business, Tracy protested that a 33- year-old Mother of three had no business in a bar and insisted Thomas take her home. Thomas drove the car without saying a word to Tracy. Thomas and Tracy married several years earlier. Thomas was very successful in business and Tracy could stay home and take care of their three children. Tracy was a knock-out, 33 years old, only 5 feet tall, long brown hair, hazel eyes and 36C breasts that just begged to be sucked. However, over the past two or three years, due to Thomas's increasing success, Tracy became a snob, very uppity, and rarely would engage in sex with Thomas. When Tracy "allowed" Thomas to have sex with her, it was always in the missionary mission, very little foreplay, and Tracy never let Thomas touch breasts. Thomas was growing tired to Tracy's behavior and started thinking about ways to loosen her up. He tried to get her to drink a little when they would go out, but Tracy always refused. Thomas would buy her sexy bras and thongs, but Tracy would not wear them. Now, after her embarrassing behavior last night, Thomas was determined to go to extremes. The next day at work Thomas started searching the Internet for what he wanted. With very little effort he finds a local ad that reads: "Bored Housewives Trained to Be Submissive Sluts." Thomas dialed the toll-free number and listen to the instructions from the deep, male voice. Thomas wrote down the additional number provided and looked at it for several moments. Finally, he picked up the phone and dialed the number. "How dare you bother my sleep," a deep male voice answered. Thomas thought about hanging up, but his desperation won over. "I'm calling about your ad for bored housewives," Thomas stammered out. "Are you bored?" the voice replied. "No, it's my wife," Thomas said and began telling his story to this perfect stranger. "I see," said the voice, "call me back in seven days at this same time and I will tell you if I will consider training her. And, by the way, it will cost two thousand dollars, and she will be my property for a week." Thomas then heard a click. For the next seven days Thomas thought and re-thought his decision. Should he do it or not. On the sixth day Thomas attempted to make love to Tracy. She refused. When Thomas tried to force himself on her, Tracy accused him of being a pervert and ordered him to sleep on the couch. Thomas made his decision sometime during the night. "Yes," the voice said, "have you made your decision." "You want hurt her will you?" Thomas asked. "Not to wear you can see it, now here are your instructions and I need some information about the slut." Thomas' ears stung at the word referring to Tracy but listen carefully to the instructions. Then like he was under a trace, Thomas described Tracy in detail. After he hung up, Thomas called his Mother and told her Tracy was going away to visit friend for a week, could she come and help out with the kids. Thomas knew his Mother would jump at the chance. With all bases covered, Thomas waited for the appointed day. On Sunday afternoon Thomas told Tracy he wanted to show her a bigger house and that "Mom" would watch the kids. Thomas knew the thought of a bigger house would spark Tracy's interest. When his Mother arrived, Thomas and Tracy left. Thomas looked over at Tracy. She was dressed very conservatively in a pair of slacks and thick sweater. Her long hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. Thomas felt his cock jump to life at the thought of Tracy being a slut. He already wired the two thousand dollars as instructed and now set out to deliver Tracy. As they drove far out into the country, Tracy never said a word. "Is this it," Tracy said with excitement as Thomas pulled into the long driveway leading up to the mansion. Thomas glanced at his watch, 4 pm exactly, just as he was told. Thomas saw the large man waiting in front of the house as the car came to a stop. He was at least 6 feet 4 inches tall with massive hands. He was dressed in all black and wore black boots, behind him stood two women dressed similarly. "Do these people owe the house?" Tracy asked when Thomas stopped the car. As Tracy stepped out of the car, the man quickly reached and snapped something around her neck. Tracy slapped at his hands. "What do you think you're doing," Tracy asked. Thomas started the car as per the instructions he received. He started to pull away as Tracy fell to the ground in obvious discomfort. A pane of guilt entered his thoughts until he saw in the rearview mirror that Tracy was removing her clothes. Thomas smiled with satisfaction at his plans. "Now, Slut, I will only ask you once more," the man barked at Tracy, "remove your clothes." Tracy stared at him with fire in her eyes. She turned to try and get back in the car just as Thomas pulled away. Suddenly Tracy felt sharp pains in her neck that travel through her entire body. Tracy dropped to one knee just as the pain stopped. She pulled at the collar without success and another pain shot through her. "Please, stop it, stop it," Tracy begged but the large man just stared down at her and spoke one word, "Strip." The pain stopped and Tracy stood up and started removing her sweater and laid it on the ground, then her pants. Tracy placed her folded arms over her bra-clad breasts as she stood before the three in just panties and bra. "Everything," the man ordered and Tracy felt the hint of a shock in the collar, just a reminder. Tracy reluctantly removed her bra and panties and stood trying to cover her breasts and cunt with her hands against the gazes to her three tormentors. "Allow me to introduce Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele, you will just call them Mistress, and I am 'Master," the man said in a calm voice, "now lower your hands to your side." "I will not, this is rape, and kidnapping, you'll, aaahhhhh," Tracy screamed as she felt the sharp pain of electricity in her neck again. Instantly her hands with to the collar and tried to pull it off without luck. Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele quickly moved beside Tracy and pulled her hands behind her back and locked steel handcuffs around them. "Ah, now, that's better," the man spoke. The two women joined him again. "Let me explain," the man started, "you are to be trained as a submissive slut, your husband has paid me well and you will be trained or you will experience pain. From this moment on your mouth, your tits, your ass, your cunt, and your pleasure belong to me. You will not cum unless I tell you to, you will not speak unless I give permission, you will be fucked in every hole, you will learn to suck cock, lick pussy, and service men and women without hesitation. Do you understand?" "You can't get away with this," Tracy protested and struggled against the handcuffs. "Bend her over," the man said to the two women, "the only response is 'Yes, Master.' Tracy fought against the two women as they bent her at the waist and held her in position. Samantha wrapped her arm around Tracy in a headlock with Michele doing the same around Tracy's abdomen. Tracy found she could only move a few inches. She watched as the man called "Master" walked behind her. Tracy never expected what happened next. Smack, Smack, the sound echoed as the man brought the palm of his hand across Tracy's firm ass. Smackkk, smackkk, harder the man struck Tracy's ass. Tracy squirmed and tried to move from the blows. "Do you understand?" the man was asked then spank Tracy's ass harder with several swats. Tracy bit her lower lip trying not to respond. But her ass was on fire from the blows of the man's large hands. Tracy's eyes filled with tears as another blow from his hand struck her ass just above her cunt. Strangely, Tracy also felt a surge of sexual excitement as each blow landed. The thought of being naked, held by two women and being spanked outside was perversely exciting. Tracy shook the thoughts from her head and decided to submit this time. "Yes, Master," Tracy blurted out and the spanking stopped but the two women continued to hold her. Tracy jumped as she felt two thick long fingers inserted into her cunt. "The slut is soaking wet," Master said to the two women, "and her clit is hard. You are name appropriately aren't you Slut?" It was true. Tracy could feel the tingles in her cunt when Master stuck his fingers inside her. When he touched her clit Tracy thought she would have an orgasm right then. She was thankful he did not rub her clit. "Yes Master," "Good, you are learning," Master complimented her. The compliment caused Tracy to fill with a little pride. "Release her." Tracy stood up. Master told her to look at his ass. At first Tracy did not understand, but realized that the man considered Tracy's ass to belong to him. Tracy strained to look back at her ass and gasped as she saw how red her well-defined ass cheeks were. "Stand up straight," Master order. Tracy stood very straight and her 36C tits jutted out, nipples hard from the spanking she received. Master spoke to Samantha and Michele. "Prepare her, shave that cunt and ass, fit her with handcuffs and nipple rings, non-piercing, and get a leash for her collar. Bathe her and make my holes ready to be fucked tonight" Samantha produced a chain lease and attached it to Tracy's collar and pulled Tracy behind her into the mansion. Tracy was led into a large room with a physician's exam table. There Samantha and Michele directed Tracy to lay on her back and place her feet in the stirrups. Tracy hesitated for just a moment and immediately felt the sharp pains in her collar. "You will be punished for your hesitation," Samantha told Tracy and pulled Tracy over to where Michele sat in a chair. Tracy was forced to lie across Michele's legs and endure a second spanking in less than half an hour. With her ass still smarting from the first spanking, Tracy was quickly crying as Michele expertly slapped Tracy's ass with her open hand. After only three or four licks Tracy's cries turned to moans as her orgasm started. Michele realized that Tracy was cumming and immediately stopped spanking her and made Tracy stand. Tracy was forced to walk over to the table and lie down even while she was having her intense orgasm. Tracy could not remember the last time she experienced an orgasm and being forced to walk during it was more than she could stand. Tracy slumped onto the floor only to be jerked to her feet and forced down on her back on the table, legs pulled up into the stirrups. Samantha lathered Tracy's cunt and ass and quickly shaved her clean. Next Michele applied hot wax to Tracy's cunt and ass. Tracy felt the burning on her skin from the wax. She was still trying to recover from her orgasm when the women finished. Samantha walked over to a table and picked up two objects. Tracy looked and saw that they were vibrators shaped like a penis. They were at least nine inches long and two inches thick. Tracy knew where they would put one of them but was unsure about the other. Samantha handed the first vibrator to Michele. Tracy braced herself as Michele pushed into in Tracy's cunt. Tracy was thankful she was so well lubricated as she tried to relax to accommodate the size. Michele fucked the vibrator in and out of Tracy's cunt twice then removed it. Tracy jumped when she felt the tip of the vibrator at her asshole. Tracy never allowed anyone to touch her asshole, she thought it was disgusting. Tracy uttered the slightest protest and Michele stopped. At first Tracy was thankful until the barrage of words assaulted her ears. "Slut, you have been warned and we have been patient, but this is the last straw," Samantha screamed and jerked Tracy to her feet and led her to a wall that had manacles hanging from chains. Tracy continued to protest as Michele unhooked Tracy's handcuffs and placed her wrist in one of each. Samantha hit a switch and Tracy felt her arms pulled above her head and her body lifted off the floor until her toes barely touched. "You will learn not to speak unless spoken to, do you understand," Samantha said as she stood directly in front of Tracy. Tracy did not respond and Samantha nodded at Michele who produced two painful looking clamps. Each clamp was about one inch in size with rows of sharp teeth on top and bottom. Tracy screamed as Michele opened the clamp and placed it over Tracy's right nipple and released it. Michele repeated the process of the Tracy's left nipple. Tracy frantically looked down thinking her nipples were cut in two. But the clamps only dug into the tender flesh of her nipples and Tracy was shocked to see no blood. The pain in Tracy's nipples was intense, but she refused to submit to the two women. Michele was an expert. She waited until Tracy's nipples grew use to the clamps then applied the weights to the ends of each one. This produced any more pain in Tracy's nipples as the weight pulled at the clamps dragging her nipples downward and causing the teeth to grab harder. Samantha grabbed Tracy by the hair and pulled her head back. "Now, do you understand or shall Michele add another weight," Samantha asked Tracy. Tracy did not know what they wanted her to say and just nodded her head. Michele immediately applied more weights causing Tracy to start begging to be released. "Do you understand?" Samantha asked again. Tracy shook her head frantically up and down to indicate she understood and watched in horror as Michele placed two more weights onto the clamps. Tracy's tits were now pulled almost down to her waist and her nipples were a purplish color. Tracy's cries were now wails as she ran through her mind searching for the proper response. Finally, as Michele started to add more weights, Tracy blurted out her answer. "Yes, Mistress, yes Mistress, yes Mistress," Tracy repeated. Michele removed the weights but left the clamps on Tracy's nipples. After the weights, Tracy could barely feel the clamps. Samantha lowered Tracy and the manacles were released. As Tracy was led back toward the table, Master entered the room. "Is she ready yet," Master asked. Samantha explained that there were problems and Master shook his head in disappointment as he saw the two vibrators lying on the table. "Come here," he ordered Tracy. Strangely, Tracy could not control her immediate obedience to his word. She stood in front of him. "When you come in front of me from now on, you will get on your knees, jut my breasts out, place your hands behind your back and bow your head. Now do it." Master ordered. Tracy dropped to her knees and positioned herself as ordered. "I see you have required disciplined," Master said and flipped the clamps attached to Tracy's nipples. "Will you take the vibrators now." "Yes, Master," Tracy responded as if in a daze. "Good, now stand, bend over and place your hands flat on the floor," Master ordered. Tracy could not believe her humiliation as she assumed the position as she was told. She felt Master's large hands pulling her asscheeks apart and the vibrator at the entrance of her ass. With little concern for her, Master shoved the vibrator into Tracy's asshole. Tracy shut her eyes tight and tried not to make a sound. "You may scream," Master said as he shoved the vibrator all the eye inside Tracy's ass till just the tip stuck out. Tracy did not scream, but she did groan with the pain in her ass as her rectum was stretched wide. Next, Master pushed the other vibrator into Tracy's cunt. "Slut is so wet this one easily slides in," Master commented to Samantha and Michele. When two huge vibrators in her ass and cunt Tracy never felt so full. Her nipples ached and her clit was hard and long from all the stimulation. When Master turned the two vibrators to high, Tracy jumped. "You are not to have an orgasm," Master ordered, "if you do, I will give you to the male servants for the night and that would not be a pleasant place to be. Now stand up." Tracy stood up as the sweat started to bead on her upper lip. She closed her eyes and shifted from foot to foot trying not to cum. "What a slut you are," Master commented, "I will enjoy fucking you. Your husband could have saved his money, you were already a slut, you just needed to be brought out of your shell." Tracy tried to shut out his words but knew it was true. The prudish, snob act was just that, an act. Tracy did not want anyone to know that deep down inside, she longed to be a slut. Thomas just never realized she wanted him to treat her as such. "Noooooooooo," Tracy screamed as the orgasm started. "Pity," the Master said, "give her to the servants." Tracy lost her self and grabbed the vibrator in her cunt and started fucking herself with it. Samantha and Michele stood and watch as Tracy stood, legs spread, fucking herself in front of them. Tracy was not even aware that they were present, or she did not care. Her orgasm felt so good, such a release and Tracy moaned in disappointment as it subsided. "Come on slut, to the servants for the night," Samantha pulled on Tracy's leash. Tracy pulled on the leash with her hand trying to keep up and not fall. The vibrators in her ass and cunt continued to hum wringing another orgasm from Tracy before they reached the hallway. "You are nothing but a disgusting Slut," Michele said as she walked behind Tracy. Tracy was led through the mansion naked with the vibrators sticking out of her cunt and ass humming away. As her last orgasm subsided and Tracy regained her senses, she realized that there were other men and women in the house. Tracy was led past them and they paid little attention to her. Samantha led Tracy down some stairs into another larger room that contained several rolls of beds. "This is the male servants quarters," Samantha said matter-of-factly, "an you will stay here for the night." Samantha led Tracy to a padded sawhorse and pushed her over it. Michele secured Tracy's wrist to the legs of the sawhorse while Samantha pulled Tracy's legs wide and tied her ankles to the other legs. Tracy was tied, spread-eagle, bent over the sawhorse. She looked pleadingly at Samantha and Michele. "I won't do it again, I promise," Tracy started, "please Mistress." Tracy was silenced with a ball-gag in her mouth. Samantha removed the two vibrators and informed Tracy that the male servants would probably fuck the Master's ass, cunt, and mouth until Tracy could not cum anymore. She told Tracy she would return for her in the morning. Tracy heard the door shut. Tracy tested the bonds holding her wrists and ankles and found them to be secure. She was not sure how long it was before she heard the door opening and male voices. "Looky here, a gift from the Master," Tracy heard someone say. Suddenly the room as filled with boys and men of all ages, sizes, and colors. Tracy was shaking her head no as she felt the first cock shoved into the Master's cunt. Someone removed the clamps from her nipples causing needles of pain as the blood return. Before Tracy could adjust, a mouth enclosed her breasts and started sucking. Tracy felt the person in her cunt tense then the warm semen bathe the walls of the Master's cunt. When that cock was removed, another replace it and Tracy started to cum again. Tracy spent the night being fucked in every hole. Before that night, she never swallowed cum but the men removed her gag and Tracy was forced to suck off at least thirty men. Tracy experienced so many orgasm she quit counting. Tracy's only partner was Thomas and now white, blacks, and Hispanics fucked her. By morning, the Master's ass and cunt were so full of cum and so stretched that Tracy could not fill any friction as she was fucked. Samantha and Michele were right, as Tracy continued to be fucked into the morning, she did not experience any more orgasm. Tracy was reduced to just holes to be fucked deriving no pleasure for herself. Finally, Tracy passed out as another cock pumped in and out of the Master's ass. Dual Submissions Ch. 02 IF YOU ARE NOT 21 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER, PLEASE EXIT THIS SITE NOW! THIS STORY IS FOR ADULTS ONLY AND CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, INCLUDING RAPE, ABUSE, AND BREAST PLAY. IT IS SIMPLY FANTASY AND IN NO WAY CONDOLES THE ABUSE OF WOMEN. IT IS HERE FOR PLEASURE ONLY. * Tracy felt the warm water wash over her body as she settled into the tub. Her cunt and ass were very sore for the repeated abuse from the male servants. Tracy burped un-lady-like and grimaced at the putrid taste of sperm in her mouth. She lightly stroked her 36C breasts and let her fingers play across her sore, swollen nipples. Just the light touch from her own fingers caused shards of pain to shoot through Tracy's breasts. Tracy laid her head back against the cool porcelain of the tub and quickly drifted off to sleep. The shouting of the word "Slut" abruptly awakened Tracy. Tracy shook her head trying to clear the nightmare from her mind when she saw Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele standing beside the tub. "Stand, Slut," Samantha commanded. Tracy did not hesitate and immediately stood still trying to clear her head. Tracy was unsure how long she was asleep, but Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele did not look pleased. Tracy glanced down and saw the leash in Mistress Michele's hand. Tracy slowly climbed from the tub and felt the slap on her wet ass from Mistress Samantha's palm. Tracy yelped just as Mistress Michele snapped the leash to Tracy's collar. "Come on, Slut, I am not going to have the Master displeased with me because you are not shaved," Mistress Michele growled. Tracy was led from the bathroom through the halls and back to the room where she started. This Mistress Michele never said a word. When Tracy saw the exam table she immediately lay down upon and placed her feet in the stirrups. Mistress Michele roughly spread Tracy's legs while Mistress Samantha retrieved the same two vibrators. Mistress Samantha inserted one into Tracy's cunt and the other in Tracy's ass. Being significantly stretched by the servants, Tracy felt no discomfort this time from the intrusions. Suddenly Tracy felt the vibrations in her ass and cunt and realized Mistress Samantha must have turned the vibrators to high. "The Master wants you in the line up tonight, so you best not cum," Mistress Samantha ordered. Tracy groaned as the intensity of the vibrators spread through her body. With her legs spread in such a fashion and the oversized vibrator stuffed into her cunt, Tracy's clit stood out prominently between her labia. To further torment Tracy, Mistress Michele bent down between Tracy's spread legs and touched her tongue to Tracy's clit. Tracy bit her lower lip fighting not to cum as Mistress Michele's tongue worked up, down, and around Tracy's clit. Tracy's cunt walls contracted down on the vibrator, as Mistress Michele did not give Tracy any relief. Mistress Samantha stood directly over Tracy watching her breathing. About every thirty seconds, Mistress Samantha would reach up and pinch one of Tracy's nipples for a few seconds then release it. Mistress Samantha would admonish Tracy not to cum or she would be punished. Tears streamed down Tracy's face as she fought the overwhelming sexual frenzy coursing through her body. Tracy was on the verge of a massive orgasm as she felt her hips moving upward to force Mistress Michele to apply more pressure with her tongue to Tracy's clit. Mistress Samantha was now sucking Tracy's tits alternating between the two. Tracy's 36C tits were swollen with excitement. As Mistress Samantha sucked and pulled at Tracy's nipples, they double in size. Tracy knew that the two women enjoyed punishing her and they were doing everything possible to make Tracy cum. Tracy sighed deeply and tried to stop her hip movement. Suddenly, Tracy felt Mistress Michele's lips encircle her clit. Tracy's mouth opened slightly as her respirations increased dramatically. Mistress Michele gently sucked on Tracy's clit and it was more than Tracy could possibly stand. "Please don't," Tracy begged in a whisper. "Ask properly," Mistress Samantha rose up from one of Tracy's tits and said. Tracy was now seeing what was wanted and responded, "Mistress, please don't, I will cum," Tracy moaned. "What are you?" Mistress Samantha asked. "I am a Slut," Tracy groaned in response, "please, please, I am going to cum, please Mistress stop." "Whose Slut are you?" she asked. "Master's Slut," Tracy responded rapidly her breathing how coming in gasps as Mistress Michele pulled harder on Tracy's clit. "What of yours belongs to the Master? Mistress Samantha said methodically. Tracy was hyperventilating now. Her clit was massively engorged and so sensitive from the sucking that Tracy was bucking her hips on the exam table. "Mistress, please, my ass, my pussy, my tits, my mouth, and my pleasure, are the Master's," Tracy screamed. All of a sudden Mistress Michele stopped. Mistress Samantha rose up and they both stood on each side of Tracy. Tracy's body was covered in sweat and she fought to suppress the sexual frenzy was experiencing. The vibrators continued to hum and Tracy was losing the battle. "Think the Slut can lick pussy," Mistress Michele wondered aloud, "I am so hot I need some release." Mistress Samantha nodded and turned off both vibrators as Mistress Michele unsnapped the leather teddy and exposed her bare pussy. "Thank you, Mist...." Mistress Michele planting her wet cunt onto Tracy's mouth cut off Tracy's words and Mistress Samantha pulled the vibrators from Tracy's holes. "Now, I need to cum," Mistress Michele ordered and wrapped her fingers into Tracy's hair and pulled her face harder into her cunt. Tracy's sexual experiences did not include women and she was unsure of what to do so she mimicked Mistress Michele's tongue work. Tracy easily found Mistress's Michele's clit and drew it into her mouth and sucked gently. Tracy swelled with prided as Mistress Michele commented on Tracy's excellent technique. Tracy continued to bathe Mistress Michele's clit with her tongue, occasionally sucking hard and gently nibbling her clit. Within moments Tracy felt a spray of liquid wash over her face. Mistress Michele ground her cunt into Tracy's face as her orgasm came upon her suddenly and without warning. Tracy lapped at Mistress Michele's clit only her tormentor pulled Tracy's head away. "What a great little cunt-eating Slut," Mistress Michele praised Tracy, "I may asked the Master to get her for myself." "We only have a hour before the line up, we need to get her ready," Mistress Samantha reminded Michele. Tracy was bathed again and perfume applied to her body. She received a very fragrant douche and enema thoroughly cleansing both of Tracy's cavities. The entire time Tracy was nude, collar in place and attached to a lease. Men and women attend to her. Tracy noticed that the men were all devoid of any body hair and their cocks were erect and bound, so they couldn't be used for any sexual pleasure. The men and women never spoke. Occasionally one of the men or women would slip a finger or two into Tracy's cunt and finger-fuck her for a moment, but otherwise Tracy was treated very well. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail and red lipstick applied before Mistress Michele retrieved Tracy. Once cleaned, Tracy was led by Mistress Michele pulling her leash down a long corridor into a large open room where there were at least five other naked women. Each looked similarly to Tracy, cunts and ass shaved bare and a Mistress standing behind them. Mistress Michele pointed to a circle on the floor. Tracy immediately fell onto her knees and placed her hands out, palms up and bowed her head, totally submitting. She stay like that for several minutes, then heard a door open and heavy footsteps. "I need just one," the Master said. Tracy recognized the voice of the man she met when first arriving. Tracy's heart rate increased at the anticipation of being picked. She wanted so much to please this man and her Mistress. Tracy knew that she was being trained by Mistress Michele for the Master and basically belongs to her at present. Tracy saw the black boots come into view of her bowed head. Tracy held her breath as the large hand touched her chin and raised her gaze upward. Master was as Tracy remembered, a big man, at least 6 feet, 4 inches. He wore all black with a long, black coat. Tracy could see that his thick mustache was colored salt and pepper indicating a man of experience. Tracy tried not to stare at the Master, but her curiosity was too much and she looked directly into his deep green eyes. Tracy's mind was spinning. Less than 48 hours ago she was at home with Thomas never being with another man. Now Tracy could feel her pussy juices flowing at the thought of Master picking her. "Rise," he ordered. Tracy stood up and now looked directly into the center of Master's chest as he and Mistress Michele talked about her. "Is she what we thought?" Master asked. Mistress Michele responded that Tracy was indeed a Slut as suspected. "However, this is the one that spent the night with the servants," Mistress Michele reminded Master. "Ah yes, the one that cums at the drop of a hat. Is she any better? Did they stretch her?" he asked. Tracy's face was beet red from embarrassment as the two continued to talk about her. Mistress Michele emphasized that Tracy was perfect for fucking in the ass, tight, and basically virgin even after the servants. Michele also pointed out that at five feet and the long hair pulled into a ponytail, Tracy was already practically a "pony girl." Tracy was unsure of what a "pony girl" was, but realized very quickly that Mistress Michele was "selling" Tracy's attributes to the Master in order for Tracy to be picked. "Well, let's see," the Master said and reached between Tracy's legs. Tracy immediately spread her legs very wide. "Well, very little training required for a real Slut." Master laughed and inserted two fingers into Tracy's well-lubricated cunt. "She just needs to be spanked occasionally," Mistress Michele countered. Master buried a third finger deep into Tracy's pussy. He then opened and closed those fingers stretching Tracy further. At the same time, he used his thumb to massage Tracy's clit. Tracy only just recovered from the attention Mistress Michele gave her clit with her mouth and the fingering of her attendants. The Master was now obviously trying to see whether Tracy would cum again. Beads of sweat appeared on Tracy's upper lip as the Master continued to finger-fuck her cunt and massage her clit. "I would like for this clit to stick out further," he commented to Mistress Michele, "perhaps a weight." This elicited a low groan from Tracy's lips. "I think she wants to cum," Master commented. "Do you wish to cum, Slut?" Tracy kept her head down and contracted her thighs fighting the orgasm. "Answer the Master," Mistress Michele ordered. "Yes, Master, please, I want to cum," Tracy whispered. "Very well then, cum," Master said matter-of-factly and removed his fingers as Tracy moaned and groan through a powerful orgasm that seemed to go on forever. Tracy was so lost in her orgasm she never heard the Master choose her. Mistress Michele slapped Tracy's ass twice causing her orgasm to crescendo again. Mistress Michele grabbed the leash and followed Master pulling a wobbly Tracy behind her. Tracy saw that they entered another room. Inside there were several vibrators on a table of enormous size. In addition, there were manacles, whips, and other devices of pain and pleasure scattered around the room. In the center on the room seated in an oversized chair was Master. "Pleasure him," Mistress Michele commanded, "and he will reward you." Mistress Michele removed the leash and Tracy quickly moved to the front of the chair and knelt between Master's legs. Tracy heard Mistress Michele leave and she did not require any additional training to know what to do. Tracy unzipped Master's pants and reached inside grasping the largest cock Tracy ever felt and pulling it from outside. Master's cock was at least 12 inches long and four inches thick. Tracy wasted no time surrounded the end with her lips and bobbing her head up and down. She occasionally would perform oral sex on Thomas and knew how to get Thomas off so she attempted those same techniques with the Master. While Tracy's head bobbed up and down on Master's cock, the Master reached beneath Tracy's chest and massaged her tits. He pulled at Tracy's nipples, pulling them toward the ground until Tracy's tits were extended almost to her waist. The pain in Tracy's breast also brought tinges of pleasure and Tracy sucked with such enthusiasm, her slurping was audible outside the doors of the room. Just when Tracy thought the Master was going to give her his seed in her mouth, he stopped her and forced her to lean over his legs. Tracy could feel his massive, erect cock pressing against her stomach as he bent her over his thighs as if to break Tracy like a stick. "I am going to spank your ass until you cum, while you are cumming, you will mount my cock with your ass." Master commanded deftly. With those words ending, Tracy felt the first swat on her asscheeks from his huge hand. One, two, three, four smacks, all with the same intensity and timing; and all very hard. Tracy's ass was soon on fire and the color of a red apple. Tracy moved from tears to wiggling her ass in anticipation of each swat. Between blows, the flesh of Tracy's ass trembled in anticipation. At the twentieth blow, Tracy started shaking her head as another orgasm carried her to unknown heights of pleasure. In the throngs of her orgasm, Tracy almost forgot her orders and rapidly straddled the Master and lowered herself down. "I said your ass," Master said with disgust as Tracy lowered her cunt onto his massive cock feeling every inch. "Just some lubricant, please, Master," Tracy begged breathlessly and he nodded. Two strokes and Master's cock was glistening with Tracy's juices. Tracy grabbed the massive rod and lined it against her puckered, hole. Other than the servants, Tracy never allowed anyone to fuck her ass. She slowly lowered herself and felt the tight anal sphincter give way to the Master's cock. The Master was impatient and placed his hands on Tracy's hips and forced her down onto his cock in one motion. Tracy wailed in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her orgasm from the spanking was just starting to subside with Master forced her down onto his cock. This caused Tracy's orgasm to flow again, like a Roman candle shooting off inside her pussy. Tracy bounced and twisted on Master's cock. Every nerve ending in Tracy's ass was feeling the pleasure of this giant rod assaulting her anal opening. Tracy would rise up until just the tip of Master's cock was still inside her ass, then drop herself back down. Tracy fucked the Master with her ass for almost thirty minutes. She was covered in her sweat and her hair was soaked. While Tracy fucked him, Master sucked her tits and toyed with her clit. Tracy experienced at least four more orgasms with the fifth starting when the Master picked her up into the air and forced her onto her back. Master pounded Tracy's ass with a fury, tensed, and then shot his load deep into her colon. Master continued to pump Tracy's ass for ten minutes after his orgasm bringing Tracy to the verge of unconsciousness. Finally he removed his still erect rod from her ass. "No one has ever made me cum the first time I fucked them," Master said, obviously a little winded. "You are now my favorite slave slut." Tracy still laid on her back on the floor, cum leaking from her ass. Master walked over to the table and returned with a small medallion that read "Property of the Master." He attached the medallion to Tracy's collar. "I have chosen you," and reach and pulled a cord hanging from the ceiling. Within moments, Mistress Michele returned and saw the medallion and smiled at Tracy. Tracy still was lying on the floor, exhausted from her orgasm. When she saw Mistress Michele, Tracy struggled to her kneeling position, palms upward, head bowed. In that position, the cum flowed freely onto the floor from Tracy's gaping asshole. "Clean the Slut, bring her to me dressed for an evening out in four hours," Master ordered Mistress Michele. Mistress Michele started to attach the leash. "She won't need that will you Slut?" Master asked in a statement rather than a question. "No, Master, I will obey," Tracy said with a whisper and walked behind Mistress Michele. As Mistress Michele led Tracy back to the bath, Tracy sighed heavily with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Tracy knew she was a Slut, and now she was filled with pride that the Master chose her. Tracy forgot all about Thomas. However, Thomas was due to return in two or three days. As Tracy was taken by servants to be cleansed and dressed, Mistress Michele wondered what Thomas would say when he found his wife now belong to Master. . . To be continued. . .look for Part III soon. PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST VIA THE CONTACT TAB ON MY PROFILE. Dual Submissions Ch. 03 IF YOU ARE NOT 21 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER, PLEASE EXIT THIS SITE NOW! THIS STORY IS FOR ADULTS ONLY AND CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, INCLUDING RAPE, ABUSE, AND BREAST PLAY. IT IS SIMPLY FANTASY AND IN NO WAY CONDOLES THE ABUSE OF WOMEN. IT IS HERE FOR PLEASURE ONLY. * Tracy was again pampered, bathed, and provided with perfume. Two women spent almost an hour just applying makeup to her face and fixing her hair into a tight pony tail. Once they were done, another woman came in and handed Tracy some clothes. The clothes consisted of a black, lace bra, black thongs, thigh-hi stockings, black high-heels with ankle straps, mid-thigh length black skirt and a loose fitting white wrap around blouse. Tracy was left alone to dress. After dressing, Tracy viewed herself in the mirror. She looked great. At only 5 feet, the short skirt and loose fitting white wrap around blouse showed off her ass and 36C breasts. Tracy hoped Master would be pleased. Tracy reached up and stroked her collar as she waited. Once dressed, Tracy was joined by Mistress Michele who explained what the evening would be like. "Master will test you to see if you truly know your place as a slave slut," Michele admonished. "If you fail, I will be punished. . .then I will punish you." With those words Tracy was led back to the Master's living room. Once there, she only waited a few moments until Master arrived, dressed the same, all black. Master never spoke, he walked by Tracy and out of the room. Tracy followed behind him as Master walked through the house, outside and to a club next door. Tracy figured that they must be in back of the house since she never saw the club when she arrived. Inside the club, Tracy stood at Master's side. Tracy could see that it was a "gentlemen's" club, or an up-scale strip club. Tracy surmised that it must be a very exclusive strip club as the men all appeared to be well-dressed. Tracy glanced to the stage where a girl, no more than 20 danced seductively in only a thong. Her tits were small, but firm and her ass was the same. Tracy was 33 and felt self-conscious at the young girl's appearance as she stripped. As the girl left the stage, Master took Tracy by the arm and pointed at the stage. Tracy realized he wanted her to go on stage and strip. Tracy remembered Mistress Michele's words and slowly climbed onto the stage and straightened her skirt as the music started. Because of the bright lights, Tracy could not see the crowd. She was very nervous but found herself pushing her chest forward to display her tits. Thomas always told her that was her best feature. As the music started, Tracy slowly unwrapped her blouse and unbuttoned the front. As Tracy pulled off the blouse, she squeezed her tits together and cupped each breasts with her hands. Tracy could not see the Master because of the lights, but hoped this was pleasing him. Next, Tracy turned around so that her ass was facing the crowd and slowly lowered the zipper on the back of the skirt. She could hear the applause and hollers as she teased the men. Tracy shifted her hips left and right until the skirt feel to the floor. Tracy leaned over at the waist, keeping her legs straight and removed the skirt from both legs. She looked back over her shoulder and thought she saw Master talking with two or three men in the corner and watching her. This excited Tracy and she straightened up and turned to face the crowd. Tracy waited, teasing the men as they yelled to see her tits. She reached behind her and unclipped the clasp holding the bra up. Tracy cupped both breasts with her hands and jiggled them about a little with the bra still covering them. The club was in a fury to see her tits. Tracy felt her pussy growing wet as she let the bra fall to the ground. She tweaked both her nipples causing them to sting with pleasure as the applause grew. The music ended and Tracy gathered her clothes and saw the Master motioning her to join him. Tracy realized she would not be allowed to dress. When she joined Master he was standing with four men, two black, two white. As Tracy approached she heard Master mentioned something about a "private" show. Tracy started to cover her breasts as she slowly approached the five men. Her Master gave her a stern stare and Tracy dropped her hands and her head. It had been a week and as she approached Tracy tried to reason why she would subject herself to the Master. With each step, her firm tits bounced and as Tracy thought about resisting, she could feel the wetness against her thighs as her cunt lips swelled in anticipation. Tracy could not resist the lust she saw in the four strangers eyes. However, Master still looked upset. . . Thomas parked the car in front of the mansion and was surprised there was no one outside. It had been a week and it was now time to retrieve his wife Tracy. Thomas hoped that this Master did his job well and Tracy was now a submissive slut who would do anything Thomas told her. Thomas knocked hard on the large door and a female voice beckoned him inside. "I'm here for Tracy," Thomas stuttered out. Thomas stared directly at Michele and Samantha. Both wore only a small, leather teddy that was cut to expose their ample breasts and shaved cunts. Thomas noticed the women wore high heels with ankle straps and each was wearing a collar studded with diamonds. Michele was the most striking with breasts that were at least a size 42D. Thomas felt the bulge in his pants growing, straining at the zipper as Michele and Samantha both approached. "What's your hurry," Michele cooed directly into Thomas' ear. Thomas swallowed hard and did not move as Samantha unbuckled his pants and wormed her hand down inside his underwear. She found his thick tool, hard, erect and Thomas gasped and swallowed hard as Samantha wrapped her hand around it. While Samantha slowly jacked off Thomas, Michele opened his shirt and was tweaking his nipples. Thomas gave in and turned planting his mouth directly onto Michele's full, red lips. Samantha pushed his pants and underwear down the floor and knelt down in front of Thomas. As Samantha wrapped her lips around his cock, Thomas moaned into Michele's mouth. Michele stripped off Thomas's shirt and he willingly stepped out of his pants and underwear. Michele's hands were tantalizing Thomas in ways he never imagined. One hand caressed his bare buttocks and probed his anal opening while the other abused his nipples, pinching and pulling. While doing all this, Michele's tongue was exploring every crevice of Thomas's mouth. Samantha's mouth now succeeded in making Thomas's cock glisten with saliva. She used her hand to cupped his balls and squeeze them gently. There was little resistance in Thomas, as it had been over a week since he fucked Tracy and the thought of having a submissive slut do his bidding all week left him at a heightened state of excitement. Samantha felt the cock throb and swell in her mouth and looked up at Michele and winked giving her the signal. . . "So," Master directed at Tracy, "you were tempted to cover your tits." "Yes, Master," Tracy responded, "I'm sorry." "These men are going to fuck you, right here, right now," Master ordered. "No," Tracy said defiantly. "That will cost you. You have not only disobeyed, but have embarrassed me in front of my associates," Master spat angrily. With those words Tracy felt the pain in her neck from the collar that she experienced the first day. Within seconds she was on her hands and knees begging the Master to stop. The pain subsided and Tracy slumped to the floor. Master said his goodbyes to his associates, apologizing as they left. He reached down and roughly grabbed Tracy by the arms lifting her up. Tracy's clothes were left on the floor where she fell as Master pulled her through the crowed, out of the building and back into his home. "You think your husband cares, you think your husband isn't doing the same things," Master demanded. Tracy was sobbing and recalled how Thomas had left her there. But Tracy was conflicted, she liked being fucked in every hole, she liked playing the slut, why did she refuse? Tracy tried to keep up and was terrified at the punishment that awaited her. Tracy was shocked when Master pulled her past the room that was used to punish her before. Instead he shoved her into a small, dark room that contained a window. Tracy saw Thomas standing in front of Samantha and Michele. Tracy's mouth dropped open when she saw that Thomas was essentially naked except for his shoes and Samantha was devouring his cock. Tracy looked closer at the pleasure revealed in his eyes as Thomas continued the long, wet kiss with Michele and her hands roamed his body. Tracy turned toward the Master with tears in her eyes. "Keep watching," Master ordered. Thomas was gasping for breath; he was about to explode in Samantha's mouth. Thomas could feel his cum swelling in his balls and starting its run through his cock. Michele worked her finger in and out of his ass providing more stimuli. Suddenly, Thomas felt the tightening around his cock and a sharp pain. He thought Samantha bit him and jerked away, but the pain in his cock continued. Thomas pulled his mouth from Michele's lips to protest just as the pain became almost unbearable. Michele quickly placed the collar around his neck and clamped it shut. Thomas did not care as he grabbed his hard cock the pain shot through his groin and into his ass. Michele and Samantha stepped away and Thomas felt the metal cage around his erect cock. He looked down and saw the cause of his pain. There was a metal band clamped tightly around the base of his dick. His pain was from two directions, first, he was just about to cum and second, now his erection would not go away. "You bitch," Thomas screamed and lunged toward Samantha. The pain in his neck sent Thomas to the ground and the two women quickly handcuffed his hands behind his back. They removed his shoes and socks leaving Thomas naked and helpless. Tracy watched the entire events as if in a trace. Her husband, without thought of her, was engaged sexually with these two women who were strangers. Suddenly Tracy was aware of her own situation, not much different from Thomas. She was naked, with a similar collar. In addition, Tracy knew her pussy, mouth, and ass had been fucked several times by men she did not even know. Now she understood why the Master was so upset, what difference would four more make. "You see," Master spoke, "now, let's go and greet your husband." Tracy was pulled from the room where she had watched her husband's capture and led into the foyer where the events took place. Michele and Samantha were standing over Thomas. He looked up and saw Master and Tracy. "You bastard, I didn't ask for this," Thomas yelled struggling to free his hands. Calmly Master responded, "I know, but I decided to keep this slut," nodding at Tracy, "and you would have never allowed it, so I will have to make you into a slut also. But first, let me show you what your wife has learned." Michele and Samantha brought Tracy in front of Thomas who was still lying on the floor. They instructed Tracy to bend at the waist and prepare to be punished for her refusal in the club. Without hesitating, Tracy bent at the waist, her 36C tits about a foot from Thomas's face and her eyes locked on to his. Thomas watch as Master walked behind Tracy's bare ass and drew back his hand. Tracy bit her lower lip and Thomas flinched at the loud smack Master's opened hand made on Tracy's bare ass. Smack, smack, smack, Master spanked Tracy until tears were flowing from her eyes, not from the pain, but from the enormous emotional conflict she was facing. Tracy so wanted to cum, but could not beg in front of her husband; and if her orgasm came without permission, Master would punish her in a worse way. Finally the Master himself resolved her dilemma. "Slut, you may cum," Master said matter-of-factly as he smacked Tracy's ass again. Tracy resisted through two more swats, then did not care that Thomas was lying in front of her. Thomas watched, as his wife became the slut he wanted. Tracy threw her head back and groaned, spreading her legs and using a free hand to vigorously rub her swollen clit. Master continued to spank Tracy prolonging her orgasm. As her orgasm subsided, Tracy tried to slow her respirations. "Turn to the side and face Michele," Master ordered. Tracy immediately turned so that Thomas was looking at his naked wife's profile. He could see her swollen tits and hard nipples as Tracy appeared not to care that he was there. Samantha brought a chair to Michele who sat down and spread her legs wide. Thomas could see the pink flesh between her cunt lips. "Bend and pull your ass cheeks apart," Master commanded Tracy. Tracy appeared to be in a trace to Thomas as she bent at the waist and pulled her asscheeeks apart. Thomas could see Tracy's puckered hole, red and slightly opened. The hole Tracy never let Thomas near. Thomas's eyes grew big as he watched Master remove his enormous tool and rest the end at Tracy's hole. "You can't" Thomas protested. "I won't," Master responded, "she will." With those words, Master ordered Tracy to fuck her own ass with his cock. Tracy pushed herself back slowly taking inch after inch into her ass. Thomas was speechless as he helplessly watched his wife take this man's cock up her ass without hesitation or protest. When Tracy had engulfed the entire length of Master's cock, she released her asscheeks and placed her hands on each side of Michele hips. Tracy rocked back and forth on her heels, fucking herself in the ass while Master remained perfectly still hands on his hips looking in disgust at Thomas. "On, by the way," Master said nonchalantly, "pleasure Michele while you fuck yourself." Tracy buried her mouth in Michele's cunt lapping and slurping at Michele's soft opening. Tracy quickly found Michele's clit and took it into her mouth and sucked gently. Tracy continued to rock slowly back and forth taking Master's cock in and out of her ass. "Samantha, since Thomas is such a pussy, let's start his slut training now," Master started, "discipline him, then fuck him." Thomas started protesting and struggling anew. He cursed at Master and tried to get Tracy to stop. Tracy was lost in her pleasure, the slut Thomas wanted her to be. "Gag her," Master said, but he was not referring to Tracy and Thomas quickly realized that. Samantha forced a rubber dick into Thomas's mouth and secured it with a ban. Next, Thomas was placed on his knees, face lying on the cool floor and ass sticking straight up in the air. "You wanted a slut for a wife, well, I think you both will make great sluts," Master commented as Tracy continued to slide her asshole back and forth on his cock. With those words, Samantha started spanking Thomas's ass with her hand. Although a woman, Samantha knew how to allow her open palm to land to cause the most pain. Thomas soon was jumping with each swat, his ass on fire. Tracy turned and watched her husband for a moment before returning to Michele's cunt. After several moments, Master told Samantha to stop and fuck "her" now. Thomas thought he was going to get relief. After all, his pretty slut wife was being fucked by someone else. He could endured a spanking to fuck Samantha's pussy. Thomas waited for her to release him. Since Samantha was behind him, Thomas could not see her adjust the strap-on cock and angle it at his asshole. Thomas jumped and protested thought the cock-gag was Samantha tried to force the dildo up Thomas's ass. "He's too tight," Samantha pouted. "Wet it in her cunt," Master said. Samantha walked up and slid under Tracy. She easily slipped the dildo into Tracy's sopping, wet cunt. Tracy was now doubled-impaled with Master's cock in her ass and the strap-on buried in her cunt. It was too much and Tracy sucked hard on Michele's clit as she exploded in another tremendous orgasm. Michele pulled Tracy's face hard into her cunt as she started to cum from the tongue bath. As Tracy's orgasm ended, Samantha pulled the dildo from her cunt. Thomas could see it was covered in his wife's juices. Thomas tried to move away as Samantha walked behind him again. This time, she experienced little difficulty shoving the rubber tool two inches into Thomas's ass. Thomas wailed into his gag as Samantha thrust her hips forward causing another two inches to go in. Samantha stopped and Thomas tried to catch his breath. The pain in his ass was like a hot poker going through him. With he felt Samantha pull back he thought she was going to remove the dildo. Instead, she slammed the remaining four inches home. Thomas bucked and jerked trying to dislodge the rubber cock from his ass. Samantha lean over and rubbed her tits all over his back and the wrapped her arms around his chest to stay on. Thomas realized quickly that his bucking was causing him to fuck himself and he tried to remain still. Samantha then started pumping her hips in and out, fucking Thomas in the ass. Thomas looked up in pain at Tracy. Michele had left the room leaving Tracy supporting herself with her hands on the chair. Thomas could see the moisture all over his wife's face. Thomas grunted with each thrust almost in unison with his wife continuing to bounce on the cock in her ass. "I am going to cum now," Master announced, "turn around and take me in your mouth." Tracy rapidly slid off Master's cock, turned around, got on her knees and took the entire length down her throat. Thomas closed his eyes tightly to the scene of his wife willingly deep throating this man. Besides, he was feeling funny tinges from the ass-fucking Samantha was giving him. Thomas had not notice Michele returning to the room. Tracy and his own predicament were all Thomas was thinking about. He watched in disgust as Master shoved his hips forward, moaned a little, and Thomas's wife gulped down Master's seed. "Now watch," Master said to Tracy who sat onto the floor and watched her husband being ass-fucked. Thomas was pulled upward by Michele. Samantha stopped fucking him for a moment while Michele released the band and removed the cage around Thomas' throbbing cock. Then both women forced Thomas to his feet with the dildo still buried in his ass. Once standing, Thomas was walked over to his wife. He stood directly over her and she could see the humiliation and frustration in his eyes and hear his muffled protests. Most surprising to Tracy however was her husband's raging erection that pointed straight at her. "Okay, fuck "her" hard," Master ordered. Samantha only pounded in and out of Thomas's ass a few times before he shot his cum all over his beautiful wife's face. Thomas could not believe he came. He fought the orgasm, but the pain in his ass turned to this incredible pleasure and he finally could not hold on. Tracy's face was covered in cum. She could not believe her husband came by being fucked in the ass. As Thomas' orgasm subsided and the last few drops of cum dripped from his now limp dick, Samantha removed the dildo from his ass and removed it. Thomas slumped to his knees in front of his wife. Tears formed in his eyes as he tried to apologize. Tracy still sat on the floor, not moving, face covered in cum. "Take 'her,' shave 'her,' and get 'her' ready," Master ordered. Michele and Samantha grabbed Thomas by the arms and pulled him away. "You," Master directed at Tracy, "you have some unfinished business in the club." Tracy remembered the four associated and stood up to follow Master back to the club. "May I clean up before I perform for Master?" Tracy asked quietly. "No, you look like the slut you are, besides, you will be worse when they are done with you I am sure," Master replied, without looking back at Tracy, "I hope you use this opportunity to find favor with me." Dual Submissions Ch. 03 Tracy realized she had been given an "opportunity." She ventured one more question as they entered the club. "What will be done with Thomas?" Tracy asked. "He wanted a slut, he will be turned into a slut so he can see what he asked of you. Do you object?" Master replied. Tracy thought for a moment and remembered how Thomas had left her there a week earlier. She enjoyed her role as a slut, she was born to play the role. However, Thomas did basically "sell" her to Master. She was curious, what will Thomas be like. The Master interrupted her thoughts. "Once he is trained, I will sell him like he sold you to me, he will learn what it is like to be a slut." Master continued, "You will get to see him as long as you continue to please me." "Yes, Master," Tracy replied with a smile running across her lips. Thomas was taken away and shaved completely of his hair. This included his head, eyebrows, balls, ass, legs, arms, everywhere. He was forced to have repeated erections, then not allowed to cum until he was always erected. Master gave him to a black man named Delbert who trained Thomas to be his slut. Thomas was repeatedly spanked and fucked in the ass by different men, always black. Thomas was taught how to suck cocks and was forced to swallow every drop. Delbert only allowed Thomas to be fucked by black men. Delbert used chemicals on Thomas to make sure his hair never grew back and injected him with hormones making his breasts grow. Once his breasts were enlarged to about a 34C, Delbert pierced his nipples. Delbert only referred to Thomas as "she" or "slut." Thomas was never allowed to wear any clothes except women's. After 24 hour, around the clock fuckings in his ass and mouth for about two weeks, Thomas became quiet the slut. When Delbert would send in one of his black friends, Thomas was act just like a horny, slutty woman. Thomas would kiss and stroke the man, play with his cock, get on his knee and suck him or offer him his ass without hesitation. Delbert was very pleased and it only took about a month. Tracy continued to be fucked in every hole by anyone the Master chose. Eventually she became the Master's favorite and only he would fuck her ass. He occasionally gave her mouth and cunt to others, but her ass was his. Tracy's orgasm became more intense as Master found new ways to make her a slut. He frequently took Tracy out in public with dresses so short it barely covered her ass and sheer blouses and no bra. Sometimes he would make Tracy just tease men, other times, Tracy would have to suck them. . .but they never were allowed to fuck her ass, only the Master. After a month of training, Tracy's cunt was always soaking wet with her juices, her nipples hard and she would cum with the slightness stimulation. Tracy especially liked to cum with a dildo in her cunt, the Master's cock in her ass, and licking Michele. Tracy was allowed to be at her home with the kids most of the time. She was the prim and proper wife and school mother during the week. On weekends, the kids went to Grandparents and Tracy became Master's slut. The kids asked about Thomas and Tracy contrived a story about him working out of town. After two months Tracy, mustered the courage to ask the Master about Thomas. Master seemed surprised but instructed Tracy to dress for the night and he would show her. As always, Tracy dressed in a very short skirt, no panties, slutty see through shirt with no bra, very high heels with ankle straps and heavy makeup. Master took Tracy into the large city near their town and arrived at a seedy looking club. Master and Tracy were greeted by Delbert at the door. Inside, Tracy could see that it was a "gay" bar, but only "gay" black men were in the bar. Delbert and Master talked; Tracy felt perfectly safe since the men were all "gay" they paid little attention to her. Delbert led Master and Tracy to a small room with a two way mirror. "She's my best slut, makes about a thousand dollars a night," Delbert commented to Master. Master beckoned Tracy to the mirror. Tracy looked inside and saw four large black men surrounding a woman. Tracy's eyes widened when she saw the erect cock between the "woman's" legs. As "she" finished swallowing the last drop of cum, Thomas turned toward the mirror and Tracy gasp. There was her husband, heavy with makeup, hairless and breasts larger than hers. Thomas's nipples were pierced and one of the black men started pulling on the nipple rings. Tracy could see Thomas closes his eyes. Delbert reached up and flick a switch. "Listen to the bitch beg to be fucked," Delbert commented. Tracy could hear the sounds of sex coming from the room. It was Thomas's voice, begging to be fucked in the ass. "One of you black bastards please fuck my ass like the slut I am, suck my tits, please," Thomas begged to Tracy's surprised. Tracy watched as Thomas knelt on all fours and reached back and pulled his asscheeks apart. A large black man easily slid his hard dick into Thomas's ass. Another slapped Thomas's cheeks and he quickly opened his mouth and swallowed another hard cock. The other two black men stood on each side as Thomas reached up and wrapped his hand around each of their hard cocks and started jerking them off. Thomas was wearing only a garter attached to black stockings and black, stiletto high-heels. Tracy looked away as Thomas faced contorted in orgasm and she saw the cum spraying from his cock. "Was he hard to train," Master asked. "Naw, after a couple of days acted like she was born to be a slut." Delbert replied. Master took Tracy by the arm and led her back into the club over to the bartender. "Trade you a shot of whiskey to fuck this white woman," Master asked. Tracy did not even hesitate as the man nodded anxiously. She went behind the bar, bent at the waist allowing her short skirt to ride about her ass and waited. "Not in her ass," Master warned the man as he shoved his cock into Tracy's soaking wet cunt. Tracy smiled and groaned as the stranger pumped her cunt. Thomas became what he wanted Tracy to be and now Tracy was protected and cared for by Master. She looked up and watched as Master sipped his free drink. The man stiffened and Tracy felt the warmth on his seed bathing the walls of her cunt. As she straightened Master pulled her toward the door. "If you need a man around, I can send him home," Master said. "Why," Tracy asked, "he's not a real man anymore, what would I need him for?" "Just thought you would like him back," Master responded. "I have you, I don't want or need anything else," Tracy responded. Master kissed her gently on the cheek and pushed his fingers into her cunt while she walked. "You've earned a reward," Master cooed and massaged Tracy's clit. In just moments, Tracy exploded in orgasm while she walked to the car. She slid into the passenger seat and removed her blouse and skirt without prodding. Master smiled and took two dildos from under the seat and watched as Tracy slid one into her cunt, the other into her ass. She never gave Thomas another thought as Master pulled onto the interstate looking for a trucker that needed a show. * PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST VIA THE CONTACT TAB ON MY PROFILE. Dual Submissions When Tracy awoke the room was empty. Her joints ached and her jaws were sore. Tracy could feel drops of cum leaking from the Master's ass and cunt. She prayed that Samantha and Michele would retrieve her soon and clean her before the Master saw her. Her prayers were answered as within moments Samantha and Michele returned. "Did you have a good night," Samantha asked. "Yes, Mistress," Tracy responded and lowered her eyes. Tracy had reached the first level of training. She was now submissive and would do anything she was told to do. Michele and Samantha released Tracy and ordered her not to let the cum drip on the floor. Tracy was forced to walk behind the two women with her hands covering the Master's ass and cunt collecting the cum as it dripped out. Samantha and Michele led Tracy to a large room that contained an oversized tub. Tracy was helped into the hot water and it felt good on her sore joints as she lowered herself down. "Clean up well, Slut, your training needs to continue," Michele ordered as she and Samantha left the room. Tracy slumped into the tub and placed her head against the cool porcelain. Within seconds she was fast asleep, a small smile across her lips and she anticipated the pleasures of more training. To be continued. . .look for Part II and III soon. IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, PLEASE SEND YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO ME THE CONTACT TAB ON MY PROFILE.