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The Cabin Ch. 1

By: Zoeeee



I have decided to kidnap you once again, you really enjoy being taken away because every time I take you away, I surprise you with something you have thought of and wanted to do, but never had the right person to do it with. You are amazed that I even know of these things we do when we go away.

It's Friday night, we finally have a weekend to ourselves to get away, I have secretly arranged everything. I can selfishly have you to myself. You believe that the weekend is full of chores that need to be done around the house, but I have the secret safe.

As you enter the house, from working all day you notice the overnight bags near the front door, you smile because you know that means I am taking you away for another romantic weekend, something new and different each time and I never cease to amaze you with the intuitive knowledge of your fantasies. With each step into the house your excitement grows, trying to anticipate where this time? What theme? What is she wearing? When will I know?

You shower and change clothes as you know you need to be ready without notice, you dress warmly for it is the beginning of winter and I have your clothes laid out for you, as usual. You haven't seen me since you came in, but you know I will suddenly appear when the time has come for us to leave.

I enter the living room and walk to you, lean down and kiss you fully, deeply and with lust on my mind. You feel so much passion in the kiss that you become even more excited and rock hard. We are finally leaving for what promises to be another fantastic weekend.

You open the driver's side door for me and kiss me in the driveway trying to feel beneath my coat for a hint of things to come. I wriggle away from you playfully and start the engine. As we head out toward Mount Rainier you voice your concerns of the light snow that fell in the mountains the night before, I lay my hand on your leg, lightly rubbing and say trust me. 

The snow is a bit more than I had planned for but I continue on up the mountain. Light snow starts to fall, but I know we are almost there, so I am not worried. Half way up the mountain I turn off the main road onto what appears to be a rarely used side road, you just look at me and I say trust me.

I am driving carefully dodging some of the overgrown tree limbs and potholes sometimes six inches deep you are beginning to feel pretty apprehensive and tell me you will not make love to me in the snow. I smile and drive on. About three miles back into the thickness of the forest the road starts to widen and opens up into a clearing with a small log cabin. I pull up front and turn off the motor and I kiss you again, rubbing my hands softly over your clothing, feeling your cock harden and wondering what is going through your head.


As we enter the cabin the only light is from the freshly lighted fire in the fireplace. The air is filled with the scent of incense, a light fragrance that fills you with sensuality, lust and passion. I take your hand and lead you around the huge overstuffed sofa, past the coffee table and remove your coat, gently placing it in the chair off to the side.

As I lead you down toward the floor, you kiss me all around my mouth, hot, deeply passionate, lost in the warmth of the fire and the scents that fill your head. You suddenly discover that I have laid you down in front of the fireplace and on top of the softest sheepskin you have ever felt. The floor is recessed and under the skins are large pillows so it feels as if you are in an old featherbed. I stand and remove my coat and you are surprised to see that I am wearing regular clothes and you are thinking, huuuummmm... there must be something under there. I excuse myself and head for what you believe to be the bathroom.

Entering the small kitchen area I find the iced champagne bottle and two chilled glasses. I notice the table is set for two I need only light the candles when the time comes to nourish ourselves. A note telling me everything I requested is here and our dinner is kept warm. I am very happy I was able to get it all done and never let on to you what tonight would bring.

I flip the stereo on and the room softly fills with soft music. I hand you your glass full of champagne and I carefully lower myself down beside you in front of the fire. We are each lost in our own thoughts for what seems like forever. We hold one another close gazing into the flickering light of the fire and sip our drinks, just enjoying the music, the crackling of the wood and the time we have privately with each other. 

I feel the heat of your breath as it passes my ear before I feel the long slow passionate kisses we share. The kind of kisses that light the passion deep within us. Kisses that brand my skin with the heat of them. Kisses that start my juices flowing, the kisses that cause me to cry out your name as I cum for you. You lower your mouth to my neck waiting for the next release of passion, waiting to hear me call your name again, looking forward to hearing that cry over and over as the night goes on.

I feel the hardness of your cock as our bodies are pressed tightly together, I slowly remove your sweater to bare your chest for my hot mouth and tongue to explore. I cover your face and neck in kisses paying close attention to every sensitive spot there is, around your neck, then I explore the same areas with my tongue, so hot, so needing you, but so wanting to wait. 

As I move my lips and tongue over your exposed nipples, teasing each one and watching them harden I reach down and open your jeans, sliding my hand across the top of your underwear, softly, slowly, making your skin tingle at the gentleness of my touch. I remove your jeans and every other stitch of clothing you have on, I lean up on my elbows, while on my stomach, and drink you in, with my eyes, the entire length of your body. My eyes convey my feelings to you as I make love to every part of your body with just my gaze.


I slowly rise to my knees and carefully pull up my sweater about an inch on one side, then the other side, I see the passion in your eyes as I slowly reveal, inch by inch, my skin to you, drinking in the scents of the room, the steamy music and the feelings your fingertips are burning into me inch by inch. The gentle way you instinctively know of touching me with the feather like strokes. As the sweater reaches my bra line your touch feels firmer in anticipation of touching my tits, rolling my nipples between your fingers, I can feel your lips pressing hard around them and you haven't raised your head from the floor yet. I moan at the thought. Slowly taking the sweater up over my head which is thrown back as your hands grasp each breast fulfilling my need for touch. You firmly squeeze each breast and rise up to wrap your mouth over one nipple and my hands find the bare skin of your cock and gently caress up and down. We are standing face to face, your hands wrapped around my breasts mine around your swollen cock, gently milking it I lean in to grasp a nipple in my mouth, needing to taste you, I find your mouth and kiss you deep, exploring your lips with my tongue you unbutton my jeans and they are tossed aside.

You gently lead my body back down to the floor and I moan at the softness of the sheep skin on my bare back. You reach around and squeeze my ass cheeks while sucking my tit. My hands touching your skin, feeling the heat radiate between us, you know I am ready to cum for you again but you stop it, wanting me to suffer in the intensity of the painful anticipation of pleasures beyond where we have gone before.

We both lay back seeking the wetness of the champagne slide across our tongues, we lie on our sides facing each other slowly sipping as you wait for me to come back down to earth. I reach up to the table and refill our glasses and we toast to us....and the intimate passions we have yet to discover within one another.

You slowly bring me back to the peak of my climax and draw away to watch as I raise my hips off the skins to let you know that I need you, that I want that gorgeous dick deep inside my wet pussy. You slowly rise above me kissing me deeply as you pin my hands together above my head and enter my pussy, so slowly, so deliberately, gazing deeply into my eyes and watching the change of expression on my face. Your body has me pinned but I still manage to slightly move my hips up and down you pull completely out staring into my eyes with the look that I know means submit. I lower my eyes and hold completely still as I know you will take me ever so slowly and completely, causing me to literally scream and tearfully cry when you allow me to cum.

We lay together catching our breath holding each other tightly still sensually touching and kissing. I get us each a long tee shirt and I lead you to the table where I have lighted the candles and placed warm plates of shrimp, lobster tail and pasta. I have the wine bottle and opener ready for you to remove the cork and pour. We enjoy a steamy delicious dinner, eating sensually and toying with our food. Neither of us can finish until we have finished our other meal first. 

Playfully I pull you from the table and back down onto the floor in front of the fireplace. I take your semi hard cock into my mouth tasting myself all over you, cupping your balls into my hand, stroking them playing with them as I kiss up and down the length of your cock, flicking the tip of my tongue around the base of the head and across the small opening on top, feeling you grow bigger and harder with my mouth and tongue. I lick upward toward your nipples and gently nibble at your hips and stomach, slowly working my way upward. 


I am on my knees moving inch by inch, one knee between your legs the other on the side, licking sucking, tasting, smelling, using each of my five senses. I absolutely adore you. I lick each nipple allowing the cool and warm sensations to heighten your pleasure as I position myself over your engorged cock. I want to take the entire shaft deeply inside my dripping cunt, but I don't think you are ready enough. I slip the sleeping mask over your eyes, gently slide the silk bindings around each of your wrists and lean back to take in the beauty of your bound body. Leaving only your legs available to you. 

I reach up to the table and firmly shake the can of whipped cream, you ask what I am doing....silence... you ask if I am there....silence. I reach out with the can and start spraying the thick cream at the base of your cock. Your hips jump from the cold, you are moaning and withering around trying to get away from the cold, I have covered your cock in whipped cream. Laying the can aside I pick up the soft feather laying beside me and gently run the edges over the rest of your body, you lie there calling my name, begging me to take you, I lean down and lick once from the base of your cock to the head, you thrust your cock up higher wanting me to take more, but you aren't ready yet. I slide the feather across your nipples and watch them harden into tight little buds, just right for sucking, I suck and nibble until they swell harder from the pleasure of my mouth then I lick your cock once more. I move the cream from your cock to the tips of your nipples and to your neck, where I spend a good five minutes licking and sucking it off. Your cries become louder, but no one can hear you but me and I=m the one you are trying to move away from. 

I know you are excited as your cock is harder than ever before, the different smells in the room, the music playing and the warmth of the fire combined with the whipped cream drive you over the edge, I climb up across your hips and plunge your cock deep within me. You weren't expecting that and groan in the element of surprise and pleasure that I have given you this far. I take my time with you, moving ever so slightly on your cock, feeling the head rub on my g-spot, bringing myself to cum and slowly working your cock inside my pussy. I feel you swelling, getting so hard, hearing you beg to let you cum, I slide off of you and return to licking and sucking my cum off your cock. I cuddle your balls inside my hand gently massaging them while tightly holding the base of your cock to keep you from cumming. I reach to the side of me and slide the cock ring down on your cock and I straddle your hips again to fuck you hard. Pounding up and down on your huge organ, as I listen to you cry for release, I ride you until I know you can't take anymore, removing the ring and the silk bindings I allow you to take me anyway you want to, without removing the blindfold. You roll me to my back and enter my hot wet pussy, taking me slowly, bringing us both to explode on one another. We fall next to each other on the skins holding each other and both fall into a light sleep for awhile.

We finish our dinner and return to the fireplace to spend just a little more time alone before trying to get back down off the mountain. As we ready to leave the snow is falling hard and had been for quite some time. There was at least a foot and a half on the ground with no stopping in sight. I guess we will just be stuck in Paradise together for awhile.

The Cabin Ch. 10



A week ago these four couples had never met. Now, after a morning and afternoon of preparation and shopping to prepare, the party commences. It's a time of celebration; a time to commemorate the beginning of a new way and a new life for six of the eight. I wonder if it's the beginning of a new life for all eight of them? I guess you will have to read to find out and to really understand this part of Katie and Ken's new life as dominant and submissive I encourage you to read their full tale. It begins several years previous but this specific segment starts with Chapter seven where three additional couples enter their lives. 

 Chapter 10: The Party

At 6:30 PM for women burst through the front door. They found the guys naked and sitting on the sofas talking. As soon as they arrived they immediately stood.

"Gentlemen," Katie said. "Into the kitchen and present."

Katie follow Tim who was the last of the four and once they were in the kitchen made sure they were standing side by side in 'present' position, She told them to remain presenting until told otherwise. Inspecting each and grabbing each cock, she left, closing both kitchen-doors and came back to the other young ladies standing in the foyer.

"Ladies it's time to inspect this place. If you see anything that has not been cleaned or put away or done properly let me know."

They walked through the house and much to their surprise were delighted with all that they found. In every bedroom were flowers on dressers, fragrant candles burning on nightstands, a selection of massaging oil's and lubricants, perfumes and make-ups. Accenting each bed the guys had chosen to throw several rose petals on each comforter. The bedrooms were indeed a welcome sight. In the living room, flowers were in several vases; white roses in one, daylilies in another, and an assorted bouquet in a third. Several varieties of wine and bottles of champagne were in coolers. Next to them on the food and beverage table were accompanying wine and champagne glasses. The dining room table was set. Chocolates were on each plate, flowers served as a centerpiece and a card with each woman's name leaned against an empty crystal glass. The sunroom was immaculately clean and fresh flowers and lit candles tastefully accented the room. The guys even thought to place a selection of wine in an ice tub by the back windows of the sunroom. Throughout the house the ladies found chocolates, mints, cards and other fun surprises. Katie beamed with pleasure knowing that Ken had gone above and beyond when she gave him liberty to purchase items of his choosing for the party last night. Apparently he had gone to a florist and had a large delivery made sometime during the day.

The ladies met once more in the living area after inspecting the entire house. They found nothing out of place or not clean, and Katie, knowing what was on her list of things she wanted done knew that the men had done everything and more.

"I was looking for a reason to punish them sometime tonight but I think they did an incredible job here."

The others agreed commenting how beautiful the home looked.

"What I'd like to do now is this: I'd like to go and complement them for what they did. After that we can leave them in the kitchen while we go upstairs and freshen up, get dressed and get this party underway!"

The ladies all shook their heads in agreement knowing they wanted to enjoy these next several hours wearing less and playing with their men's minds more.

"Do you think," Debbie asked sheepishly "if the three of us complemented the boys while you get ready?"

"Sure, I don't have a problem with that. What do you have in mind?" 

Tracy spoke, "while you were in trying on one of your outfits the three of us bought a little something and came up with an idea that we would like to do just have a little fun; you know, play with them a little to get them in the mood."

"Girls, this is your night. This is the night where you formally assert yourselves as their dominant wife. Feel free to do whatever you want. Those guys in there belong to you. They are yours. What a delectable thought!" She said seriously, "by that I mean tonight he becomes your property. You literally own him. He is obligated to obey you without question and, although he has little idea what the full ramifications are of his decision to submit, it's up to you, as the head of your home, to train him to please you. There's no better time to start training and enjoying him." Katie looked intently into the eyes of these beauties. Each had become a special friend and each possessed all the qualities needed to be a successful dominant. Yes, she seemed to have a special connection with Tracy, as she reminded her of herself in so many ways, yet each one held a special place in her heart.

"Go have fun. I'm going upstairs to take a shower. Let's meet back here at 7 PM. That should give us enough time to get ready."

The kitchen door opened and in walked Jennifer, Deborah and Tracy. The ladies passed behind the guys and out of sight. They inspected and then touched them, first with their hands and finally their lips. All three went first to Ken, fondling his body from head to toe. He could feel three pair of hands running over every part of him. Although he couldn't see them they were everywhere. The sensation elicited was overwhelming as he could do nothing in response but remain still while they teased and tormented him. He visualized their sultry bodies, but all he felt were hands and fingers and forearms running up and down his legs, over his back, across his chest and abdomen, along the length of his swollen cock, fondling his soft balls, pawing through his hair and gliding over his face. They took turns whispering sexy words, telling him how good he felt, how good he was going to make them feel, and how they looked forward to having a submissive man serve them all night long. After the words ended, the kissing started: on his ass, down the back of his thighs, on his back and shoulders. And then they were gone.

Next they went to Mark, and then to Rick and finally to Tim, repeating the same ritual of fondling, whispering and kissing. During the entire time the men maintained their forward. Their words tormented their minds, even after they moved on to the next guy. Their words were powerful and the girls knew exactly what effect they were having. It wasn't taking long for them to get the hang of what it meant to control a man. It had been in them all these years.

Suddenly, a blindfold was slid over each man's eyes. The girls said nothing. The guys remained motionless. And then they started. Each felt warm moist lips engulfing their cock, swallowing their balls and licking their ass. It lasted for maybe 30 seconds and then stopped. Then it started once more - stimulating them - arousing them. Starting, stopping and all the while trying to make them move out of their 'present' position. Although they remained motionless, their cocks grew enormously hard. They made each man feel simply glorious, but it ended all too soon. A moment later the lights came on when the blinds were removed. The guys blinked as they adjusted to the bright kitchen light. They stood facing the three gorgeous babes. The guys stared expressionless at the beauties but their eyes and cocks betrayed them. There was lust and want in those eyes making the girls smile a mysterious, devious and pleased.

Deb spoke. "Our desire is to have you men stand in 'present' mode while you wait for us. After all, learning to wait patiently is going to be one of the first skills I teach my sub when we begin our wife-led-marriage. But as circumstances would have it, you have food preparations to do. So you will continue to work until the food is ready. However, you are not to leave the kitchen under any circumstances. Am I clear with this?

"Yes Mistress Deborah," they responded in unison.

Deb smiled. Turning to the girls, she said, "I like this life already."

Rick smiled proudly and met her eye with affection.

"Now, to keep you boys silent," Jen piped in, "and to allow you to focus on the task Mistress Deborah gave you we will be wearing one of these." She held in her hand, four deep-throat gags. The gags were greeted with widened and surprised expressions.

"I thought you boys would like this. They look like effective little things now don't they?" Giggling, she gave one to Deb and the other others to Tracy.

"Now stand still and open real wide. Your mouth needs to be completely openor they won't fit." She giggled once more while fitting the hollow 1 ½" diameter metal band into her submissive's mouth and secured the attached leather strap at the base of his neck.

Deb fitted another around Rick and Tracy put one in Tim's mouth and then in Ken's, pulling the leather strap tight and checking to be sure they were secure. 

The look in the eyes of each man filled the girls with pleasure. The small gag magnified their vulnerability many fold. Not only did they look helpless, now they couldn't even speak.

"Stick your tongue out for me, sub," Tracy instructed Ken. He slid it through the hollow center core of the gag. She pinched it and smiled. "I don't know if I like you sticking your tongue out at me." She slapped him across the face and told him to be good.

Returning to stand astride with the others she spoke, "Two more rules," she said beginning to pace. "Number one, you are not to touch the gag. Number two, as soon as you are finished with your chores you are to return to 'present' position. Stopping in front of Ken she said, "Except for you. You are to present in MY present position. Understood?"

He nodded in understanding. "Good boy," Tracy mouthed.

The girls left and headed upstairs to ready themselves for the evening. Before they parted, Debbie broke the silence.

"Not only was that hot to suck all their cocks, I love knowing that they are stuck in there and can't even talk. You just know they are dying to."

"I am looking forward to them servicing me," Jen said.

"Preach it sister!" Exclaimed Tracy.

"Hey, Tracy, what was that present thing you did with Katie's sub?"

"Oh nothing. It's just an inside joke. That's all. I was just having a little fun."

Overcome with giddiness and anticipation they embraced and headed to their respective rooms. They entered dressed modestly. They'd soon exit, dressed to seduce and dominate. None of them could wait and all we're sopping wet!

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One by one the ladies descend stairs dressed in expensive and sexy cocktail dresses, matching stiletto heels and elegant and costly jewelry that Katie gave them to wear. Each brought with them their strapon with its attached dildo. The words beautiful, sexy, voluptuous, seductive, provocative and arousing didn't do justice to these babes. They were stunningly gorgeous and even more striking was they knew it. Their hair shown with luster and fell gracefully over their shoulders. Each dress fit perfectly and accentuated each woman's assets impeccably. Jen's white with black accented cocktail dress barely covered her tight ass, had an open back and covered only enough of her perky breasts to remain somewhat decent. Dressed in four-inch stilettos, they highlighted her shapely legs and added height to her petite frame. Deb arrived soon after greeting Katie and Jen with hugs and kisses. She had earlier selected a rich ruby-red cocktail outfit and, like Jennifer, wore black stilettos. The V-taper of the front plunged to her navel, and opened tantalizingly so to reveal her shapely 36D tits that ached to be free. The fitted cut beguiled the viewer and drew the eye not only to her chest but also her ass.

"Katie, you look spectacular," 

"Thank you!" 

Katie had picked out a beautiful open-weave silk cocktail outfit. The open pattern both hid and highlighted her double D's, thin waist and tight ass. Designed to cover but one shoulder, it drew the onlookers' eye to her sexy shoulders and clavicles. Matching teal panty thongs could be seen through the mesh weave made her outfit truly salacious. Tracy was the last one ready and was welcomed with coveted oohs and aahs, wearing a black leather cocktail dress. Like Deborah, hers too was completely open in the front, plunging decadently below her navel. Her 36DD's bulged and bounced with every move of her trim body. Like the others the dress rode high on the ass and Tracy had hers specifically altered. It was cut in an arch pattern in the back to display the tight curves and well-toned ass she possessed. Black stilettos completed the outfit as did the leather crop she wielded.

Katie smiled proudly, greeting each dominant with a warm embrace and kiss.

"You ladies look absolutely stunning! She said. Her radiant smile made each woman beam with pride. "I think we spent our money well, don't you ladies?"

They all agreed that a little money mixed with just the right amount of skin as little cloth as possible did a girl well.

"I feel so hot!" Tracy said. "I'm ready to eat all of their cocks, I feel so good!"

"Calm down girl," Jenny said snickering. "Save some for me, now won't you?"

"Are you ready for this?" Said an excited Katie.

"Yesss!" they said collectively and giggled. Their excitement could hardly be contained.

"I am so ready," Jen said. "This is like getting married all over again! It's a new beginning. It's a new way for us to live and share and love."

"And for him to serve and be your slave!" Tracy added.

"I know! I can't wait to start his training!"

"Me too!" Said Debbie.

Unable to control her emotions any longer Deb embraced Jen, kissing her warmly on the lips. Breaking the kiss she grasped both shoulders, "I think this might be one of the happiest days in my whole life!"

"Girls," Katie said. "I always seem to be the one spoiling your fun but I think we need to get started. Hang your strapons over there on the mantle. Would you? Then I have one last thing I want to give you."

"Ooh, it really is like Christmas!" Jenny giggled.

"I wonder who is going to pick this cocking?" Tracy said bursting once more into laughter as she hung the massive Doc Johnson cock on the mantle hook.

"Girls, girls, girls," Katie said, joining in their fun. "Come here."

She handed each woman a small velvet bag. "I ordered these for each of you. I hope you're pleased."

"Another gift?" Tracy said surprised.

"Just a little something to seal the deal," Katie said pleased.

They untied the drawstring of the weighty pouch and pulled the heavy-metal object free. As they did, they burst into another round of giggles and gasps. Tracy was the first to give Katie a hug.

"This is perfect!" She said. "Look how little it is! Oh my goodness. I could put this on my little nephew," she said doubled over with frenzied laughter. "Thank you!"

Jen pulled her cage free next admiring it adoringly. She gave Katie a warm kiss and thanked her as did Deb afterward.

"I got one for my sub too. She held up her own steel cage. For the past several years he's lived in a plastic one and I thought this would be the appropriate time to lock him into something that will last him a lifetime."

"I got you something to go with your cage. You will need it my little keyholders." Katie smiled.

Placing a gold chain over the head of each woman, she kissed each, told them how proud she was and kissed them once more, this time on their lips. The gold chain was fine and elegant. Secured to it was a simple key that was locked into a small Master Lock.

"You're going to need this." She said disengaging her own lock from the key and demonstrated how the cage works.

"If it's okay with you I think we should start this night by locking them up."

"Yes!" Said Debra. "They need to learn they will be pleasing us with their mouths mostly and that their cocks will only be free when we want them. My husband is in for the shock of his life." Tracy covered her mouth and she tried to hide bursts of laughter thinking back on Debbie's comment of how many months it had been since Rick had last gone down on her.

Jen smiled, "You won't even have to wait for him to kneel and eat you, Debbie. You can tell him to lie down and sit right on his face for as long as you want."

"I know. I've been thinking of all the different positions I'm going to put him in to make me come. I heard in Delilah's they even have these Queening chairs."

"Okay. Let me go in and bring the men out, let's keep these hidden for the time being. I think it would be appropriate that we have a toast, after all this is a party for them too," Katie said smiling brightly. "After we have our toast and relax we can have our locking ceremony and then I have a special treat from my dear husband."

"You do?" said Jen.

"Indeed I do. Tonight I am going to make an example out of that man. He chose to hide something from me and I am going to use tonight to teach him a lesson he will never ever forget."

Katie's voice slowly changed from joyful to unsympathetic and all the girls realized just how angry she was with her sub. 

"Don't worry; I'm not going to spoil the party. In fact I think his punishment just might make the party that much better. You'll see ladies. You'll see. I will be right back."

Entering through the kitchen door she found the man standing motionless and looking straight ahead except for one.

"Who told you to kneel down there?" She snapped.

"Mistress Tracy ordered me here," He said quietly.

"Stand up!"

Katie escorted the four submissives through the kitchen and into the living area where the other three dominants waited expectantly. The day gave way to night; the sun was setting, changing the sky from bright blue to soft golden, red and amber hues. The ambiance brought an air of intimacy to the spacious environment inside. The rooms were lit only by candlelight which casted a romantic glow. To women looked expectantly at their husbands, not only glad to see them but glad to see them appearing as they were. Approaching with open mouth gags still in place, their cocks sprung immediately to life when they took in the beauty of the women. Katie led them, instructed them to present, and gathered once more with the ladies standing in the center circle surrounded by before sofas.

"Ladies, here we are." A bright smile graced her face as she presented the guy.

"I think we have a few options here at this point," She said loud enough for all to hear. "As we get our party going, I could start with a little speech that I had planned to give or we could have the guys serve us while we make a champagne toast to start our celebration. Anybody have a preference?"

Debra spoke, "I think we should have a champagne toast! I need a drink," she said bright eyed. "I need a lot of drinks!"

The others agreed and Katie snapped her fingers, signaling for her submissive to open the champagne and prepare the drinks. The other men followed but Katie barked at them as soon as they moved. She had anticipated this.

"No one told you to move. I signaled only my submissive to duty," She said irritated. "You three will wait until you are given further instructions."

Her comment brought forth muffled laughter and giggles from the others. While Katie's submissive poured four glasses of champagne the girls socialized quietly. Jen watched Mark, Tim and Rick out of the corner of her eye, standing at attention and fully aroused. She couldn't help but notice their eyes wander over to the mantle where the four dong's hung like stockings on Christmas Eve - like gifts to be opened and shared. "How ironic," she thought. Inwardly she smiled both at their expression and at Katie's wisdom in adding this touch to their evening. Even though she knew she wasn't going to use hers on Mark, she did admire Katie's foresight. She understood the powerful message that those strapons sent - that there mere presence presented the possibility that they were likely to be used on them at some point. She realized that, by providing possibilities, or threats, even if she never followed through, could be used as a training tool at home as she remolded Mark from husband and peer to that of her submissive and obedient husband.




The Cabin Ch. 10



A few minutes later Katie's submissive stood waiting with two champagne glasses in hand. Seeing her signal entered the circle presenting one glass to his wife and another to Tracy. Kneeling, he stooped and licked her right foot. He then repeated himself, bowing before Mistress Tracy and licked her right foot, and pressing his tongue in and around her toes. Tracy smiled, knowing his action was a reminder of the service he had provided for her last evening.

"He is so mine," she thought pleased at his growing submission.

Standing, he bowed his head. She waived him away dismissively and he left, gathering the remaining two champagne glasses and repeated the ritual with Mistress Jennifer and Mistress Deborah.

"I love that whispered Deb. Does he do that all the time?"

Smiling pleasantly, Katie shared how this had been a rather recent addition to his protocols, noting that she saves this type of service-attitude only when she is feeling dominant or with other dominant women. She explained, how she had earlier told him this evening would be one she expected him to serve in this more formal way.

Jennifer beamed. "I think the possibilities of what I can teach Mark are limitless! I am beginning to realize how pervasive my dominance can extend and in how many ways he can please me."

The others agreed and amidst a flurry of whispers and hushed comments they thanked their hostess for showing them yet another possibility.

"Ladies, gather your submissive and bring him by Your cock into our circle of dominance."

The beauties, looking glorious in there seductive cocktail outfits sauntered over to the men while Katie snapped her finger, ordering her submissive to approach. The women returned and stood in front of each of the four sofas keeping their hand securely wrapped around their submissive's engorged penis. The picture in the room was one of paradox. There stood four women, beautifully dressed and presenting themselves with an air of dominance standing next to a naked submissive. While the ladies bodies were covered in expensive fabrics fashioned by well-known Fifth Avenue designers, their submissives stood naked, their mouths forced open, held in place by the cylindrical metal and leather gag placed around them earlier. While the women stood exuding power wearing stiletto heels, skimpy cocktail outfits, expensive jewelry and inviting perfumes, their submissive presented completely vulnerable wearing nothing albeit the gag and a raging hard on. Unable to speak, restricted from moving and having their manhood gripped by the hand of a beautiful woman, they indeed looked powerless, indeed they were, and indeed they would forever remain!

Grabbing the substantial shaft of her submissive, Katie raised her glass in a toast. 

"Ladies, to the start of a new life. May you live a life suited for the Queens you are. May it be filled with joy, happiness, intimacy, Independence, freedom, and without worry. May the man whose cock you hold, and who has earlier professed, acknowledging you as the woman having complete and total authority over him, serve you well. May he learn your ways and may he obey you without question. May you understand the how far your ownership of him extends; that he now, and forever more, is your property to use, to enjoy, to play with, and even share with others if you so choose."

She looked from couple to couple. She thought Jennifer and Mark would have easiest time making this transition as he seemed to be a mirror image of her own submissive. Looking at Rick he wondered how he would handle the drastic changes that she anticipated Debbie would require of him, both as a caregiver to the children and as a vessel of pleasure for his dominant wife. Looking at Tracy standing so beautiful, powerful, and tall, next to her husband, who was several inches shorter than her and presenting with such a minuscule penis, she wasn't sure where they would end. Past conversations, comments and intuitions, combined with the added stress of their finances and eminent foreclosure led her to believe that Tracy might do anything. She knew she would need help. Smiling, their eyes met and once more a connecting, sister-like look past between them.

"Ladies," she said holding up her crystal glass. "Let's drink in celebration, as we look forward to a life of service and pleasure, to the sweet husband's that will serve us, and to our newly formed friendships. May we support, share and grow. We are dominant women. We will be respected for the women we are – strong, all powerful and beautiful."

Each stepped forward, touching their glasses in agreement to the words spoken. They drank feeling so very pleased. Seeming to think similar thoughts, they handed their glass to their submissive and embraced one another, sharing a moment of feminine intimacy. While the men looked on Katie motioned to her submissive to play a playlist that Katie specifically loved. Doing as he was told he returned to his position and presented. 

The new dominants along with their mentor spent the next 45 minutes talking, dancing and laughing as they downed one glass of champagne after another. Mistress Tracy finished her glass first glass first, turned to her submissive. Pointing she motioned him to fetch and refill hers. He returned and, much to her surprise, bowed and kissed her foot just as he had seen done earlier. Feeling especially dominant, she dismissed him with the flick of her hand and without eye contact. Returning to his spot, he presented once more. Mistress Jen soon grabbed Mistress Deb around the waist and started dancing to an upbeat Marvin Gaye song while Katie and Tracy engaged in an intimate conversation. As the song ended and Barry White's deep voice rang out, Mistress Katie wrapped her arms around the beautiful Russian blonde, pulling her in close and kissed her deeply on the lips. Her tongue explored the younger woman's mouth and soon Tracy returned the gesture. They moved and kissed for several minutes as Barry sang "can't get enough of you baby" in the background. 

Earth Wind and Fire changed the mood and soon the four babes strutted and wiggled their ass and breasts, dancing to a favorite oldie. The women's erotic movements kept their guys cocks hard and drew comments from all as they took the liberty to fondle and stroke them at their leisure. Mistress Katie suggested they take a moment to evaluate each submissive and moving from one to the other they touched, probed and enjoyed playing with the guys. Commenting on where they were both equipped and fit, or lacking, they offered both comments and constructive criticism to their owner who considered their comments as they looked ahead and to their training. After the evaluation of each, Mistress Jennifer commented how pleased she was to see them standing so obediently still and how much she enjoyed knowing she could party with the girls and have Mark fetch her things whenever she needed.

"And they do so without a word," added Mistress Deborah.

Looking at her husband she noticed his cock drooping and ordered him to stroke it and get it back up to its proper angle. 

"He does have a nice rod, girl," Katie noted.

You can stroke it for him if you want."

I believe I will," she said telling him once more to present. Rick clasped his hands behind him while Katie fondled his balls. Stooping, she swallowed one, and then sucked in the other, completely filling her mouth. Rolling her tongue around them and swishing them within the confines of her mouth, she bit down on the soft fleshy orbs until she noticed him flinch.

"Nice balls, sub," she said after standing. Grabbing his cock she supported the bottom in hern open hand while stroking the top of his shaft with the other. In no time he grew, thick and hard. 

"That's a good boy. Your cock responds exactly like my slaves cock and you two are about the same size too." 

She kissed his cheek and returned to the girls, most of whom had been watching the show. Katie noticed Mistress Tracy was missing and immediately saw her squatting in front of Ken. Her head bobbed back and forth as she sucked on his shaft while he remained in present mode. Katie walked over and stood behind, placing her hands affectionately on her two slim shoulders and watched. Ken closed his eyes as his arousal grew.

Speaking firmly she stated, "Open your eyes and do not cum. I have trained you for this and you will obey me. Do not cum!" she repeated. "Prove to me you are trained as well as I believe you are."

Jenny came and stood next to her and asked, "You've trained him not to cum even when someone is doing this?"

"Yes, it isn't foolproof but his stamina and grown by leaps and bounds since I first started the process. I am very pleased with how he is doing," she said slapping his face gently and running her other hand down and inside Tracy's top where she squeezed her breast. "Because he can last so long it has given new meaning to the phrase fucking him silly."

Jen covered her mouth and giggled. "That long?"

"You can't imagine how long I can go and what's best is that after the first five minutes he is in a state of utter ecstasy trying to keep from ejaculating."

"Like where he is now?"

"She's got a ways to go yet, but he's starting to get that look. When he closed his eyes I knew his balls were beginning to tighten. That's a sure sign that he is getting closer to the edge.

"You know everything about men don't you?" Jen asked innocently.

"Not really. I'm still learning." The two watched Tracy suck his cock awhile longer. Katie enjoyed time cupping her hands tenderly on either side of her face, feeling the indent of her cheeks that provided the sucking power to his cock while she bobbed back and forth. Patting her gently she leaned over and whispered, "Enjoy," and walked away to dance with Deborah.

Jen watched in amazement as Tracy ravaged him. Slapping the submissive's face when he closed his eyes a moment too long, she complimented him on how proud she was of his stamina before finding Rick and taking his eight-inch rod into her mouth and burying it. Rick froze, unable to comprehend what this young blonde was doing. Yet he remained motionless. Grunting once, Jennifer told him to be quiet and resumed her own torture of this fine looking piece of manhood.

Tracy sucked on her pole for many minutes. Having felt his balls rise and remain tight against his shaft and knowing that she had edged him for many minutes after they had raised, she admiring his ability to keep the ducts closed that had restrained a torrent of semen. Finally she halted. Standing she gazed into his eyes although he continued to fixate his gaze obediently upward. She gently stroked his cock with both hands.

"Did you see what I just did? I just sucked your cock in front of your mistress," she said mockingly.

Pausing, to let he words filter into in his mind, she continued, "And did you notice what she did?" Pausing as if he would answer, "She watched me take this beautiful monster into my mouth. She watched me, My slave. She stood behind me and encouraged me to keep sucking you. She put her hand on my cheek and felt the end of your shaft bump against her own palm while was in My mouth. She even squeezed my tit and I loved it. I loved it too because," she whispered, now only inches from his ear and squeezing his rod tightly with both hands, "because now we're not a secret anymore are we? And I didn't even ask for permission. Tonight I decided to take you because you are mine," she cooed. She kissed his ear, and then the corner of his mouth. Pulling his head down she ran her tongue between the metal perimeter of the gag and his lips. "You're mine and I'm going to do more than just this with you tonight!" She stepped away. Resumed a more serious tone and said mockingly, "And you cannot imagine what I have in mind when I say more."

She smiled and walked over to her husband who did not look pleased at all.

"Don't you dare think those thoughts! You are my sub. In fact I might even make you my slave. Regardless what I decide you will do exactly what I tell you. And regardless of what I decide to do or whomever I decide to do it with, you will embrace my actions. Do you understand sub!" 

Her voice rose in volume and everyone turned to look. Tim stood motionless. If you understand, make your cock twitch." She wrapped one hand around it. Only the very tip could be seen as she squeezed his thin member and waited. A moment later he twitched.

"Do it again!"

He twitched again.

"I'm glad you understand." Her voice softened. "I love you. I love everything about you. I will always love you, but you have to admit, especially after spending an entire day working naked with three other guys that have cocks that are at least twice the size of yours, that I could have done better in the penis department. Can't you see my point of view sweetie?"

Tim's cock twitched once more and Tracy smiled. Changing the subject mercurially she spun around, "Do you like my outfit? Mistress Katie got it for me. I love it."

He couldn't answer her of course but his eyes conveyed a smile all the same.

"I want you to know that I took the liberty of sucking his cock," Deb said hugging her from behind and kissing the nape of her neck. 

"Mmmm, I love a woman's touch. Kiss me again."

Deb kissed her several more times. They turned facing one another and explored one another's mouths while their hands fondled other, more private parts. 

"Suck him once more. I want to watch."

"OK, but I can't very long or he will cum. I could tell he was getting close when I sucked him last time."
"His mind is in hyper-drive all the time and I think that's why he is a premature ejaculator. But I want to watch. Take your time."
Debbie knelt and Tracy noticed Katie who was literally between Mark's legs licking and sucking his balls. She had obviously been there for quite some time. His cock glistened in the candlelight, indicating that she had previously worked his shaft. Mark was having a most difficult time and Katie was enjoying her tease of a shaft half the age of her submissive but not nearly as trained nor as large. Turning back to Deb, she knelt and watched her tongue slither along the length of his penis. Kissing his dicky gently she slid her lips over him softly, teasing him as she would a young child.

"I'm trying a new technique," she whispered. "I'm going real light to see how he responds."

"Keep it up. I like watching you."

"I like sucking it. I didn't think I would but I like it being little. It's like a miniature version of the other guys but it's still fun."

Tracy giggled and encouraged her to continue. Deb spent another ten minutes ministering to his little wand and Tracy watched her submissive get sucked for a few minutes more before. She left to check out bigger snakes. Sitting at Mark's feet she watched Katie play with his shaft. She alternately moved from shaft to balls to ass and back again. After several minutes of encouraging her she thanked her for the support she showed while she sucked Ken's cock. Waiting until she once more had her mouth full with Mark's testicles she stated rather than asked,

"I want him to lick my pussy through his gag while you give your speech."

Katie moaned. She wasn't sure if she was acknowledging her statement or simply enjoying the feel of the subs swollen balls in her mouth. 

The seed had been planted. She could do nothing more so she left Katie watching her pull Marks tightening balls once more away from his cock in an attempt to curb his desire to ejaculate. She returned to her own sub just as Deb stood. Ordering him to fetch two more wine glasses Tracy embraced Debbie again, thanking her for spending so much time with her submissive's little cock. They hugged and passionately made out while he waited with glasses in hand for them to finish.

At some point, Katie snapped her fingers, instructing her sub to lower the music. Jen finally stopped sucking on Rick's cock whom she had been enjoying forever. Katie instructed the other guys to fill any empty glasses with wine and to bring out the hors d'oeuvres and set them where she had earlier designated.

She asked the girls to relax, offering each a sofa. As if they were old friends who had just reacquainted after many months apart, the women shared about the cocks they had just enjoyed. Thanking each Owner whose submissive cock they had enjoyed, they giggled when someone noted the 'thank you' was more of an afterthought than forethought. Katie talked of her love of sucking huge balls and Deb noted how surprised she was that a cock so small could be so fun to play with. Jen complimented Deb on how well her sub held up to the intense workout she had given him. Tracy was quiet but listened. The guys soon were back offering wine, and trays of fruit, pastries and deserts. The Mistress's picked and chose various items, while ordering the submissives around. Amazed at orderliness and efficiency at which the men worked, Jen asked if Katie wouldn't mind leaving the gags in place a while longer.

"I don't see any reason why they should come out, especially since it is us that will be the only ones talking her tonight."

"I want to talk to all of you but there is no reason why they can't listen as they are. 

Jen said, It's probably the longest these guys have gone without saying something."

"Don't you think their jaws are getting sore?"

"I don't know and really don't care. I don't mean to be mean when I say that either, Jen because I believe it's good for submissives to demonstrate they can tolerate pain. For me it's a demonstration of their allegiance to the one they serve. Wouldn't you agree?" 

Jen listened intently. "I never thought of that but I guess you're right."

"Have you, Tracy"

Tracy crossed her leg, exposing all of her lovely thigh and ass before responding. "I love it when a man is willing to suffer for me. The longer they do, the better it makes me feel."

"Hmmm, I couldn't agree more." Said Katie.

The men stood waiting just outside the kitchen door after having taken care of the dominants. Katie called them to the circle and instructed them to sit next to their dominant spouse.

The girls hugged and fondled them. Most settled in with a wine glass in one hand and cock in the other while they directed their attention to Katie. She told the men that the gags were to remain in place as a reminder of their lesser status within this intimate circle but they were free to show affection as was appropriate. No sooner did she do so that her submissive cuddled in close, resting his head on her shoulders and stroked and squeezed her shapely inner thigh. Katie patted him affectionately. The other men realizing it was fitting to express their feelings also cuddled closely in against their dominant.

"I wanted to talk to you because I want to give you a healthy understanding of what it is you have decided to embrace. I have been living as the head of our home now for almost three years and it has been the best three years of my life. I love my sub and have grown to love him even more since he first asked me to lead our marriage. We started slow, floundering really, until I came to understand the importance of obedience." She squeezed his cock firmly while talking. "Obedience became the centerpiece of my training and now he obeys me without question and has come to understand that obedience, even when directed by other women is most always the proper choice."

Jen interrupped. "I love the things you've taught us. I mean you've taught me so many things in such a short amount of time. And now you are saying that he will do," she paused, "anything?"

"He better or he will have consequences to contend with."

He gazed up into her beautiful blue eyes, knowing the truth she spoke while running a finger in one of the open weaves of her cocktail dress and played with a nipple.




The Cabin Ch. 10



"Stop that! She said. "It's distracting. Get up." 

He looked up puzzled.

"Go on, Get up."

He stood.

Now go to one of these women and kneel before her in worship."

Staring at the three couples gathered He looked first to Jen, then Tracy and then Deb. Music played softly in the background and candlelight served as the only light now in the room as the sun had fully set some time ago. The room was filled with erotic sights. The women's sensual outfits showing all kinds of skin, their aggressive attitudes having already sucked the cocks of men they had no claim to; the naked men next to each gagged and helpless; the ladies tipsy demeanor now obviously under the effect of the alcohol they've consumed sitting casually while stroking a cock, hard with anticipation. 

He looked at each, but he had but one choice. Mistress Deborah and Jennifer were enticingly beautiful but they weren't even an option. There was only one choice. It was a choice he had already made last night. He thought he could resist; he thought he could remain faithful to only one but in her presence he was truly powerless to say no. He wanted her, actually needed her. He knew he didn't love her but he knew his place was beneath her where he could use his tongue to make her moan and after tasting her juices last night and suckling her breasts he became hers. She was all he wanted. Their eyes met and once more he fell to her control. Confidently he crossed the room, knelt before her and kissed her foot. Tracy sat cross legged with her submissive fondling one of her breasts. He didn't care. All he wanted was to worship her feet. He continued to kiss her foot and toes with as much passion as he would have kissed her pussy.

"Now stay there." He heard. "If the she chooses to part her legs I expect you to lick her pussy until you are pushed away."

He remained bowed hoping beyond hope that he would feel her leg move over his back and find its way to the floor. Until then, he reverently tended her toes, sucking and sinking his tongue between each.

All eyes watched Tracy but she remained still enjoying her submissive fondle her perfect tits. 

She whispered in his ear. "If you think it is best for our marriage to have him suck my pussy twitch."

He nodded in understanding.

"He really will do anything for you! Jenny said breaking the silence. "Are you OK with him being with another woman? I can't imagine sending my Mark away"

Tracy raised her chin interested to hear Katie's answer. Her hand remained firmly around her subs little penis.

"If I wasn't I wouldn't have given him the opportunity."

Tracy relaxed, closing her eyes and resting her head once more against the soft cushion behind.

Deb questioned her about how much control was too much and Jenny tried to understand how obedience, control and love could all be meshed into one. Katie let them talk, not so much before she wanted to talk but to see if Tracy would invite him to worship more than just her foot.

After several minutes she continued, picking up where she stopped. 

Tim twitched not once but several times. "Are you sure?" she cooed. Once more he responded. "Good boy," she kissed him long and deep while slowly lifting her leg and sliding it across the small of his back. Placing her foot on the floor she spread her legs wide while her tongue explored her subs mouth. 

"..... obedience is a cornerstone of all femdom relationships," Katie continued....

Tracy sighed audibly, drawing the eyes of others once more to her. Holding tight to her submissives little cock she scooted forward presenting her pussy Katie's submissive who slowly rose with his tongue extended through the center of the gag. Tracy smiled. Katie smiled. 

He pressed his face tight against her sex, orienting himself to her anatomy. He could feel the familiar protruding extension of her inner labia extending out between her labia but with the gag in place he could only lick and probe it using the tip of his tongue. Is ministrations were nothing like last night but it wasn't so much about the degree of physical pleasure he provided. Rather, she had killed two birds at once. Her sub agreed that another man pleasuring her was a wise choice and even better, Katie had so much as said she was giving her another sub in which to enjoy. Tracy lay back and relaxed. Her takeover plan was running way ahead of schedule.

"Mmmm," she moaned.

Tracy squeezed her submissive's cock. "I like this. Don't you?"

She felt his twitch in response and she squeezed it.

"Good. I might just add him to my harem."

He twitched several more times.

"Next to you of course. Next to you. I'm never getting rid of you."

Tim relaxed visibly knowing her love for him remained. He twitched again.

Whispering in his ear she cooed, "Here is a chance to embrace something I really like. I want you to watch him while you listen. Watch how a talented submissive takes care of my pussy. Don't take your eyes off of him. He has a fabulous tongue and a cock to die for."

"......Guys, tonight is obviously not a typical day. Yes, there may be days were you work for hours working on behalf of your dominant while she takes a day off doing something else, but you are not likely to have many evenings like you are now with so many beautiful dominants present and feeling so sexual." 

The men nodded.

"But in a way, everyday will be like this. You will have more work to do at home. Many of you will become responsible for all of the house chores even while you hold down a fulltime job. Many of you will never see your spouse make a meal, put her hands in dishwater or do a load of laundry ever again. Whatever she decides will be your fate. I encourage you to embrace her decisions. All you do, everything, whether it's a two-hour dinner prep or a five minute change of the sheets, is an act of love you express. Femdom is about love and one way to express love is through your service. "

Remember, you are in a wife-led marriage. That very phrase should speak volumes. It is the wife who leads. Leaders don't spend their day doing menial tasks. They don't do the ordinary. Their time is spent for planning, preparing, thinking and playing. They order others rather than being ordered. You however now serve as their counterpart. You are the one responsible to do the mundane and menial. You will change diapers, cook meals, run errands, and serve as her personal servant. It is a high calling and one that I believe my sub explained when you were at the cabin.

Tracy squirmed. His tongue had found its mark and her juices flowed. 

"I love the way this guy eats pussy," she whispered in her subs ear. "I could keep him here all night long."

Timmy twitched several more times.

She cooed and moaned. Pulling him close she guided his hand over to one of her breasts. "Play with my nipple – gently."

Katie soon finished and answered several questions. Standing she walked over to her submissive, grabbed him by his hair and extended his neck until their eyes met..

"Did you enjoy that?" she said in a tone loud enough for all to hear.

He nodded.

"I could tell you were. That's enough for now. Maybe next time you can beg one of the other ladies. Maybe they will oblige you."

Jen stood. "Let's lock them up can we?"

"You're an impatient little thing."

"I've been dying to do this, even though I've loved sucking on his cock," she said pointing to Rick.

"Yes, let's do this," Deb agreed.

"OK, girls the night is yours. Go for it. There is plenty of ice in the barrel in the sunroom if you need some help shrinking those soldiers down to size." she said amongst giggles and excited conversations. 

Ten minutes later the ladies had their subs locked and proudly flaunted the key that hung between their beautiful breasts. Katie inspected each checking for fit. She had come up with the specific measurements based upon what the women had given her on yesterday morning. She paid a premium to have them constructed and rush-shipped. Seeing the submissives locked with a stainless steel retaining ring gripping the base of their cock and balls and having their penis pressed inside a steel cage stirred her desire for sex. She loved the look and could see that the other girls were equally satisfied with the outcome. Her subs' cock now sat comfortably compact in a 3" cage as was Deb's sub. The only difference was the added girth of Ken's cage to accommodate his thick rod. Katie selected a 2" cage to contain Marks subs 7" cock. Finally Tracy's submissive fit nicely in a 1" cage that was barely 7/8" in diameter. His nickel width cock actually looked quite attractive but when seeing the appliance on such a thick guy the Lilliputian appendage really looked like the miniature cock it indeed was.

Katie talked to everyone about the symbolical nature of the cage, that like a wedding band, it too served as a reminder of commitment and fidelity. She spoke of the importance of protocols such as bowing when serving wine, standing in present position, bowing before a woman's pussy, and adorning their body with a chastity appliance.

"Although this will be a private addition to your femdom relationship, I want to offer you a more public acknowledgement of your submission." She gave each woman a cable strand. 

"This necklace is one recognized in femdom circles as a submissive collar. They take on many forms but collars that cannot be removed are a sign of one's ownership by another. You have pledged your ownership to the woman you've married and she can publically claim you by fitting this collar around you. "

Katie told the girls to remove the gags but kept the gag on her own submissive.

"He has already pledged his submission."

He looked at her pleadingly but Katie ignored him, directing her attention to her guests.

"I'd like each of you to take your sub over to one of the sofas and formally have them pledge their submission to you. You may seal it in any way you wish but I encourage you to secure a collar on him afterward. Hopefully that collar will never be removed.

Katie watched quite pleased at Jen and Debbie listen to their submissives make a pledge of obedience, submission, service and love. The ladies fixed collars around them and then had each man kneel and lick their pussy as a token of their thanks. Tracy also had her sub bow and pledge his obedience but rather than be treated to her pussy she instructed him to crawl to Ken and swallow both balls while arched back in complete hyperextension. Katie wondered what it was she was trying to signify – but then she understood.

"I wonder if he does," she thought.

Gathering the group once more, she said, "I think this is an appropriate time to mention my view of consequences. As I stated earlier, obedience, openness, and honesty are cornerstones to the love relationship that a femdom relationship is built upon. Of the three qualities, really only obedience should be the added core value as all relationships should be built on openness and honesty. 

She led her submissive across the room to the odd looking 'vaulting' horse and had him stand behind it, facing the center of the room. The others looked at him oddly wondering what wrong he had committed.

"Bend over and lay on this," she commanded.

Walking over to the mantle she grabbed a pair of handcuffs and a spreader-bar that was hanging next to the harnesses. Clasping the cuff around one wrist she told him to let his arms hang and pulled them to the far side of the two vertical support posts, cuffing his hands together and immobilizing his upper body using a cable tie secured from cuffs to the base of the horse. Everyone became uncomfortably quiet as Katie methodically secured first his arms then his legs to the horse. With the aid of a spreader bar she kept them apart, using another tie to quickly secure the bar to the opposite end of the horse. When finished, he was helpless.

She stood and faced the others. "Sometimes being the dominant is not always fun. Leadership sometimes means discipline must be rendered. However, I am not the one who put him here. He did. Is infraction is being guilty of withholding information that he knew I would have wanted to know. If he had only told me he would not be here. What's done is done and now he must face the consequences. His punishment is not being able to join us while we partake of our fun. If any of you wish to enjoy him, you are welcome to do so. If he adds enjoyment to your night then so be it. My concern is that he cannot enjoy himself on this most significant of evenings. I expect a lesson will be learned and not repeated."

Katie ordered Mark to fetch her a glass of wine and something to eat. Sitting she motioned her guest to do the same. 

"Ladies, I'm going to relax. Enjoy your submissive. You own him."

Deborah wasted no time in having Rick kneel. She explained how much she has missed sex and how she intended to turn a new corner with him by having sex with him in a new way. 

"This is what you will be worshipping but you will be doing so with this." She pointed to his mouth.

"Not my cock? I thought..."
Raising her hand she silenced him. "A submissive never questions his Mistress. Now come and eat!"

He nestled his face deep between her thighs. Soon after she started to moan.

"Oh yes! Fuck me with your tongue. Oh my god, I am going to be putting you down her all the time."

Her words encouraged him and he slithered his tongue around her labia, inside her vagina and swallowed her wetness. A minute later she grabbed his head pulling him tight against her, rocking back and forth over his face before exploding in an impassioned wave of joy, power and ecstasy. Pushing him but an inch away she had him make love to her thighs with his mouth and when she was ready ordered him back into her nest once more, repeating the process again and again over the following hour.

Jen had put her submissive in the identical position but chose to stand, resting her back against the fireplace mantle and putting him in Tracy's 'command' position. She too raked her cunt over his face and nose until she detonated.

"Oooohhhh Godddd," she screamed. "Ohhhhh Godddd that f-f-feels good." 

Her lust for him was at an all-time high as the events of the evening had slowly energized her desire to cum. His face served its purpose. Violently pushing and pulling is head in and around her sex she too came in another shudder of pleasure.

Sinking to the ground she relaxed, then dismissed him with a wave.

Crumpled in a heap on the cool tile of the fireplace hearth, she made eye-contact with Mistress Katie who smiled and blew her a kiss. Katie had been watching everyone while stretched out on the plush sofa. She nodded in Tracy's direction where Tim was on his back licking her ass. She was having some fun with breath play, sitting on his face while she faced his kiddie cock, all locked and secure.

Tracy called to Jenny saying, "He has to earn his way to my pussy. His tongue is so inept right now that my ass is all he is worthy of eating."

"He looks like he's doing a nice job."

"Not bad but he needs practice. If you want him just say the word. He needs all the practice I can give him."

Katie giggled, not so much at her offer but at her attitude in general. In some ways she was so fragile. Just this morning she broke down when she told of their financial struggles. At other times, she reflected, she can be the life of the party and so much fun, and at times like these she presents herself as the ultimate seductress using her body and power to mold men to her liking and thinking of them as nothing more than tools to pleasure her.

Tracy met Katie's gaze. "You can enjoy him too if you want. I mean, fair is fair."

"When you're through send him over I could use some attention."

Jenny fondled her cunt with one hand and pulled a breast free with the other, leaning down to lick her nipple. Looking up she realized she was directly under her dildo and harness. Reaching up she pulled it off the hook and put the shaft into her mouth. 

Katie watched her lose herself in the thought of enjoying a man's cock. The rapidity with which she fucked her mouth increased as did her pussy play. Looking on the other side of the room Katie saw Jenny's submissive motionless on the sofa watching her. He made no expression.

"You do well to stay there and keep quiet," she said to Mark.

"Jenny," she called, interrupting her reverie. "That cock was made to be used on a man, not on you." Both of them smiled. 

"I don't think I want to use it on him. Like I said, I don't want to hurt him."

With playfulness in her eyes Katie said, "Who said you need to use it on him?"

Looking around the room she spotted the submissive strapped to the horse. His head hung as the horse only spanned the distance from hips to his clavicles.

"Really?" Jenny said. "You really wouldn't mind?"

"Not at all. Just use lot's of lube. It's on the mantle and take it slow."

"I've never done this."

"There's got to be a first time and he needs to learn a lesson."

"It's a match made in heaven," chimed in Tracy who was still enjoying the tongue rimming and probing her arse.

Deb now had Rick pinned between her legs on the carpet. His head was locked in a vice while she moaned and cooed with delight. It appeared she was thoroughly enjoying this position. Whether or not he was didn't matter anymore. Hopefully he would learn to do so if he hadn't already. Yes, the life of a dominant really did have its perks.

"Go on. Have some fun." Katie encouraged. "You're a domme – and a friend."

"Damn if I won't"

Strapping on the harness she walked behind him unnoticed. Squeezing a liberal amount of lube on her fingers she swabbed it in and around his asshole. He jumped when he felt the cool gel.

"Looks like you are going to get involved with the party after all." Katie said watching him from across the room.

He looked at her in horror and then quickly scanned the room; looking to see who was behind him inserting first one, then two, and now three fingers in his ass.

Jenny took her time, slapping his ass often as she got into the mode of a dominatix. The fact that he was already turning purple only increased her delight. He tensed with each blow, revealing powerful spinal and scapular muscles, but the restraints held. He tried unsuccessfully to remain mute; even though Katie instructed him to stay quiet. Soon Jenny pressed the bulbous head of the modest dildo against him. Working it slowly, she pressed and retreated. Again and again she pushed, each time working the shaft a little further until finally she drove it home. Keeping the Tantus fully impaled she felt the subtle movements of his muscles tensing, relaxing and finally surrendering to the intruder. And then she fucked him.

Starting slow but soon quickening her pace she banged her hips into his ass again and again. 

"Fuck him." Debbie said rocking her own hips into the face of the man between her legs. She lay on the carpet enjoying the feeling of his fatigued tongue play with her clit and watching her friend hammer away at his ass.

Ken endured her intrusion. He had no choice and, in fact, realized as soon as Katie had secured him what she intended. She had specifically arranged the room knowing he'd see the dongs from his vantage point. She was a master of 'possibilities' and loved to tease and taunt him in this way. 

"It was just a matter of time," he thought and now that time had come. In truth the feeling was pleasurable although his helplessness as well as being made the centerpiece of the room removed much of that pleasure. 

Suddenly Deb stood after having come a myriad times and harnessed her own dildo in place

"You're all sweaty girl. Take a break and let me try."

"Lube up!" She said beaming." I love this. It's quite a thrill to fuck a guys ass," she said slapping it again and watching him tense in pain. "Makes a woman realize just how powerful she has."




The Cabin Ch. 11



After a day of fun (and work) that ended with a party four couples will not soon forget, they all meet to talk about the evening before. If you have not read previous stories, this one will not make much sense unless you begin reading at Chapter 7. It is not meant to standalone but to follow the events of the previous days few days (Chapter 7 and following).

 Chapter 11: The Debriefing

Katie woke late the following morning. Next to her lay Tracy, sound asleep on her back, her legs apart and one hand resting on the head of the submissive resting also with his head on her thigh. He was the same one she had put there when she went to bed hours earlier. Sitting, she saw Tim lying on the other side of his wife. He was awake but lay patiently waiting for others to stir. Katie walked to his side of the bed, grabbed him and pulled him into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. When she returned to bed, he left the room.

Gently Katie woke her husband, pointing to her pussy as she snuggled in close to Tracy. Lying, she spread her legs. Quietly he rose and nestled himself at her sex. Looking up, his eyes met hers. She stared down at him and then closed his eyes. She inhaled and waited, knowing the wait was a healthy exercise in discipline for her submissive. Satisfied with his patience, she looked down at him once more. 

"Eat," she said in a hushed voice. "But don't make me cum." He obeyed and slowly, delicately and softly kissed and licked in deference and in homage to the woman who owned him.

Many minutes later Tracy turned and woke.

"Hi," She said softly. Katie smiled. "He's been with you all night."

"I know. He felt really good. Really good"

"I like when he licks me like this. He's learned to do it nice and slow. It's a great way to wake. He doesn't bring me to a climax but it feels so wonderful."

"That does sound nice. I remember feeling him last night doing that kind of licking. I remember feeling his lips or tongue moving against my sex but it was such a soft touch. He never woke me but I loved knowing he was there and thinking about me all night. It just made me feel all good somewhere deep inside."

"Yes!" Katie whispered, "that's how this feels; so good somewhere deep down in here," she said pointing to her heart. 

"Katie?" Before continuing she gently stroked her face pushing strands of hair aside and running her index finger along the side of her nose, and across the small space between her lips. Katie's eyes closed enjoying the soft touch. Tracy kissed her forehead and then along the corner of one eye. "I want to make this work."

"I do too," came her reply. 

"Can I ask you a question?" She reached over and fondled the hair of the submissive so intent on pleasing and following his mistress' orders.

Still not opening her eyes Katie answered. "Sure."

"This isn't what I was going to ask you but can I play with your breasts?"

Katie smiled.

"Why are you giving me all of this access to him?"

She took a deep breath and breathed out easily, while pondering the $64,000 question just posed.

Tracy gently cupped and touched her breasts. Unable to remain quiet any longer she asked, "You're not going to tell me?"

Grinning, Katie said "because I can."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly that. I am because I can."

Tracy rolled her eyes, perplexed and disappointed and the answer she received.

"Where's Tim?" She said suddenly.

"I sent him downstairs to prepare food. I'm sure he'll be here shortly. I told him to serve the others in their room before serving us. I wanted to spend some time alone with you."

"Why?"

Finally Katie opened to her eyes and smiled. "So we could spend some time together and share him," she said motioning with her eyes to their submissive.

"That's nice. You know," she said, her eyes suddenly brightening, "He is ours."

Once again Katie smiled at the wording of her statement.

"I feel pretty good right now. Would you like some of this?" 

Tracy looked first at Katie and then to the submissive. "I know you're listening. She's had enough. Now it's my turn. Get over her and eat – and make me cum!"

Without ever looking up he raised himself just far enough to pass over their legs and lowered himself again where he had spent his entire night – down at her pussy. Tracy gasped with pleasure when his tongue found its mark. Contracting her abdomen and intuitively rotated her pelvis up to meet his waiting mouth. He eagerly stroked his tongue expertly in, around and on all surfaces of her cunt. Tracy moaned, squirmed and reached down to press his head in to center him exactly where she wanted.

Ignoring the fact that she was in the process of losing herself Katie said, "I have a question for you, can I touch your breasts?"

Now it was Tracy's turn to keep her eyes closed and her turn to decide if and when to respond. A smile formed on her face, touching her eyes. "How about you suck on them instead?"

"How about I just kiss them," Katie said finding a place of compromise.

"Kiss away."

The aggressive young woman slid her arm under the older one's neck pulling her to her ample bosom. Feeling the subtle attention on her breasts and the erotic sensations quickly growing she moaned."This feels so good. I think I died and went to heaven."

Not wanting this to end prematurely she grabbed his hair. Looking up he saw her mouth the words "slow down". Tracy loved the attention. She loved feeling him; she loved feeling her. She loved being in their bed, in their room, in their house! She rocked her pelvis rhythmically. Her submissive drew back a fraction - just enough – and extended his tongue, letting her take over to move her pussy over, around and on his tongue whenever and however she wanted. While she did, she watched soft feminine lips kiss, caress and love every part of first one breast and then the other. When she thought Katie was about to stop she whispered, "Kiss my belly." 

Their eyes met but for a moment and an imperceptible smile formed on each woman. Slowly, ever so slowly she retreated down along the inside of one breast and onto the thin taught flatness between her ribs and pubis.

The door opened and Tim entered with tray in hand. Shutting it quietly he placed it on the dresser and saw Tracy motioning for him to come. As he approached she held up her hand indicating he should watch. 

"Another chance to embrace," she mouthed.

He nodded in understanding and stood staring but remaining out of sight from the two that were loving and pleasuring his wife's body. Raising her head, she gazed at both; both husband and wife ministering to her. The thought thrilled her. Looking at her husbands' cock locked into its tiny steel cage she thought of all the possibilities and smiled a satisfied and contented.

"Come back to my breasts" She whispered "suck my nipples."

Katie remained stayed kissing her abdomen. Feeling pangs of rage at this mild rejection grabbed her submissive's head, yanking it back so she could see him and commanded in a firm voice, "Make me cum now! And you," she pointed angrily, "get over here and watch this!" Both men obeyed; one watched while the other pleasured. One remained at a distance and watched the other who had been invited into the inner sanctum. One emotionally tried to embrace the values of his Mistress while the other ministered to her. One was coming to realize that he had been displaced while the other was learning his new place. 

Tracy arched her pelvis up into the one she wanted most, tensed her body and groaned again and again before sheltering, "aaaaaahhhhhh" 

Katie rest of her head on her tummy and watched him work his magic. She could feel her contractions and shudders rumbling deep inside and sense the pleasure waves cascading through and over her. Again and again she cried out as she exploded in waves of ecstasy and power and dominance. Listening to her cry out in joy, knowing the euphoria she now felt made Katie feel content. She wasn't sure why but she sensed she needed to play a more significant role in making this type of thing happen more. And, maybe she had already helped, having offered, not only her sub but now her home to her during this transitional phase of her and her submissive-husbands' life. She rested and smiled contentedly.

"Damn, I love the way you take care of me" she said to her submissive having finally calmed.

He lay quiet between her legs knowing he had performed his duty. He rested, waiting further instructions. Tracy ruffled his hair pleased with the job performed. 

"You are a good boy - such a good boy."

Suddenly realizing her other submissive had been watching her explode and compliment this other sub so freely, rather than shrinking away, she smiled. "That's how you eat pussy. That's how it's done."

He shook his head eagerly and understanding. "I can do -"

Tracy's hand shot up in a flash indicating him to shut up. "When I want your input I will ask for it. And besides, you are a guest in Mistress Katie's bedroom. Hold your tongue."

Katie stared surprised at the intensity of her reaction. She saw yet another side to this mysterious and complex beauty with whom she was still becoming acquainted. Seeing the intensity and ease with which her fury stirred she wondered if she had been dominant all her life and only needed Katie to introduce her to the femdom lifestyle to light the incendiary flame that had been smoldering inside for so many years. 

Tracy glared at her sub until he cowered and lowered his head. "That's more like it." She pushed the other out from between her legs, stood and stretched. Katie stared at the voluptuous Russian goddess. The picture of her so casually standing, oblivious to anyone else in the room, thrusting her perfect tits into the air, stirred Katie's arousal. She shook her head wondering what had just caused her to feel that way. She wasn't sure but it was pleasing all the same and it had come because she had been watching 'her'. 

"What are you looking at?"

"You."

"I could see that. I guess what I was really asking was, why are you looking at me?"

"Then that's the question you should've asked me." Katie smiled. "Two can play this game," she thought.

"Should we have them lick our asses before we get up and get our day going? I am in the mood for a good stroking back there. How about you?"

Smiling Katie pondered thought. Getting her ass licked would be nice but then again she could have that done anytime. She looked at the two submissive standing quietly. "Go get your showers. Get cleaned up. Stay in the bathroom. Wait for us to get you." 

Her orders were short quick direct into the point. Tracy arched an eyebrow realizing her idea had been ignored. 

"Can we have the boys shower together? I know we are imposing on you but I don't want to waste water if we can help it," she said cynically.

Katie's firm expression softened. "You heard her. Make sure you do as she says."

"And while you're taking a shower, I want the sub with the little cock spending ten minutes underneath the sub with that big cock. I want him filling his mouth with those big balls and keeping them in there the entire time." She fixed her gaze on them. "That is a direct order to both of you from your Mistress."

Tim looked at her, eyes wide with apprehension. Tracy, seeing his inner turmoil approached, putting one arm around his back and touching his face gently with the other hand. After giving him a long kiss in which she explored his mouth she whispered, "Yet another chance to embrace my wishes."

Patting his ass playfully she dismissed them. "Off you go."

The two locked submissives left shutting the door behind them.

"So, I see you didn't like my idea of having them lick our asses?"

"I thought you and I needed to spend some time together alone." Katie extended her arm, inviting her to come to bed. She sat and rolled to the center of the king-sized bed and stretched, lewdly spreading her legs wide in invitation. Katie smiled moved to the foot and slowly came to her kissing up along one leg, intentionally bypassing her sex but continuing along the path that ran up and over one breast and upward until their lips met. Remaining on all fours she hovered over her. Her large breasts hung down like grapes clusters from a vine.

"I thought you might like to enjoy my nipples," she cooed.

Tracy smiled and Katie took that as an acceptance of her invitation and offered her one. She took it sucking gently first on the nipple then drawling as much of the breast into her mouth as she could. Biting down she compressed the tissue between her teeth. Katie winced and pulled back but not before she bit her once more. 

"Ouch!"

When only the nipple remained she kissed it and sucked on it and then bit down on it as well.

"Stop it! You are a feisty thing aren't you?"

"I think a little pain is a good thing."

"Well I am not interested in pain right now."

Tracy fondled her lithe body caressing her back and thighs while she hovered over her. Grabbing her ass, she pulled, making her lay. "What are you interested in?"

"I don't know why but for some reason I am interested in you."

"Music to my ears, Mistress Katie," she said in hushed whispers. "Why don't you follow your instincts?"

For the next twenty minutes the two rolled and romped in bed interlocked and intertwined with tongues searching one another's mouths, arms groping one another's bodies and fingers exploring one another's pussy. 

Katie finally pulled away. "My god girl you have an insatiable sex drive."

Tracy she smiled then thought of the guys and asked capriciously, "Shall we check on the boys?"

"Do you really think he swallowed his balls?" Katie giggled.

"I don't know. Maybe we should make sure that he did."

"He's your sub."

"They both are, kind of," she said quietly.

"Kind of" Katie said sarcastically. But yes, it's always good to make sure that the submissive is doing what you have commanded. And you know what they say, 'visualize to verify'."

"I never heard that one but I like it."

"Boys!!" She shouted. "Get in here."

The two men reentered the room showered, shaved, dry and naked. They found Tracy and Katie still intertwined and restring on the bed.

"Sub ken," Tracy stated directly, "up on the bed and present standing." He did is he told standing tall, feet apart, hands clasped behind his back and eyes cast in an upward gaze. Once in position she motioned for Tim to come. He walked to her side; she reached out grabbing him by the cage and asked, "Did you swallow his balls?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Be honest. Did you enjoy swallowing his balls?"

"Yes, a little."

Tracy smiled. "I see you are embracing my values."

"I am trying. Trying to learn."

"I love you, my submissive. Now tell me. What about it did you like?"

He paused considering her question and then answered. "The size mostly."

"Not the feel?"

"Maybe a little."

"And what did you not like?"

"Having him look down at me."

Once more Tracy smiled and squeezed the marble size balls that looked so cute wedged between the chastity cage and retaining ring. "Anything else? Anything?"

"Maybe just the fact that I'm doing it. I am not used to it."

"Not used to it," Tracy thought. "What an interesting choice of words."

"Then let me help you. Mistress Katie and I were talking about your ten minute command she suggested that the best way to make sure a command is obeyed is to visualize in order to verify. I'd liked phrase. It has a nice ring to it. So that's what we're going to do. Show me once more up on the bed. Ten minutes. Do it! Now! "She said, her tone progressively becoming more direct and firm.

As one submissive stood motionless, the other presented from a kneeling position directly under him, arched his head back, struggled to get the two impressive balls in his mouth at the same time and closed around them. His testicles barely fit inside. He knelt, looking up at his ass, his nose directly under his perineum. 

"Now make sure you keep your tongue moving all over them for me and try to milk them, you know, swish them around in your mouth and get to know them," she said. 

For the next ten minutes he did as he was told. Tracy came to him stroking his neck while watching him milk the testicles in his mouth. She told him how cute he looked, how much she enjoyed seeing him and how impressive he was to be able to swallow such huge man-balls. She fondled his balls with one hand while feeling his cheeks with the other. She told him how different in size the two pairs felt. 

"Timmy, I love you. You make me so happy. And I have to admit right now you are making me feel very hot. I never thought I would enjoy seeing you sucking on another man's balls so much. It really turns me on. I'm going to have you do this again. I hope that you will come to enjoy this because I sure do. Remember, she reminded him, what I like is what you will like. And now because you are my submissive you really have no choice but to obey me."

Tracy sprung back in bed landing on Katie giggling and whispered into her ear. "I like him doing this. When he's done I need to reward him. Your ass or mine?"

"Mine." 

Tracy beamed and enveloped Katie in her arms and kissed her passionately. Breaking free just long enough to order one more command she stated, "Boys remain as you are until we are finished."

"She came to Katie and two kissed and cuddled and watched Tim suck Ken's balls. There time was fun and Katie loved feeling the passion this woman had for life. She also loved her body. She had never been with a woman and had always drove any thought of it way. She was different. It just happened and she enjoyed the intimacy thoroughly. 

When they were ready to get up, Tracy went to Tim and gently pulled his mouth away from the balls he had been holding. She knew he was wondering how long he was going to have to stay but she considered it good training. Actually it was good training for the two of them. 

"You," she said standing to face her other sub. "Go downstairs. Clean up. Make your mistresses proud. We will be down shortly."

"Tracy bopped off the bed feeling like a teenager again. She loved the morning. Enjoyed the attention and adored knowing Katie wanted to make out with her. Most of all she loved having control over these two submissives. She called to Katie, "I'm jumping in the shower. Be right out. Oh," she said, "Timmy, I want to reward you. Lick her ass." She disappeared into the bathroom feeling free as a bird.

Katie stood alone with him. Their eyes met and he awkwardly looked down. 

"I don't mind you looking at me," she said. "You are a person. You have feelings. You are her husband. How are you doing?"

Looking up he answered. "Fine."

"Really?"

"Yea, I'm doing OK."

She patted the bed inviting him to sit. "I may be out of line by airing my thoughts to a man who I do not have influence over but I'm going to regardless."

From her point of view he appeared so shy and not his normal self. She viewed him as a handsome guy, compactly built, toned and, from the little bit Ken had told her of him, had a gentle personality. His genitals stood out as not fitting the adult body to which they were attached. And indeed they weren't. Locked in a cage that could easily been one used by a prepubescent boy, his penis hid behind the steel bars of the one-inch dome. A retaining ring bound his balls tightly giving him almost a eunuch look. Regardless of the outward appearance she wanted to know what was going on inside his head. She also wanted to let him know she cared.

"Did the words you said last night when you professed your submission to Tracy last night and told her you'd serve her come from your heart?

"Yes, they did."

"And were they your words or hers?"




The Cabin Ch. 11



"A little of both."

"Did she make you say anything you didn't want to say?"

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

"I've heard her tell you few times now how much she wants you to embrace whatever she wants. Are you ok with all that she wants you to embrace?"

"I'd do anything for her Miss Katie."

"That's not what I asked."

"I'm learning," he added.

"So, you didn't mind sucking on my husbands' balls?"

"It was fine."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"At first no. When she told me it was the last thing I wanted to do. But after doing it and having them in my mouth, it wasn't so bad. It was just hard staying there."

"So you're ok with this now?"

"It wouldn't be has hard to do next time."

"But would you want to do it? That's what I'm really asking."

"On my own, no. But if told to do so, yes."

"You weren't privy to this conversation but I've learned of your pending foreclosure." She watched his eyes change from interest to pain and she held his arm as she continued. "I told your Mistress that you will be moving here before the week is over. Ken will make the move happen. You will be living with us."

"Thank you!" He breathed a huge sigh of relief. "I can't thank you enough. I wasn't sure where we were going to have to go. Thank you Miss Katie."

"Last night when my sub shared Rick's semen with both myself and your wife we formed a bond."

"I didn't know what that was all about but it was sure hot to watch." He smiled.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I agreed," she continued, "to give my submissive to Tracy to use as she wishes. It's why he slept between her legs last night. He's still mine. He will always be mine but we are going to both enjoy him."

"Are you ok with that?"

He looked down and then stood. Facing her he cupped one hand under his balls. "She deserves better than this."

Katie smiled a sympathetic and compassionate smile. "Is that how you really feel?"

"It's how I feel now. I know I married way over my head. I've never met a more beautiful woman. When we married my cock wasn't an issue, or at least that's what she told me, but I know she always wished I was bigger. During the past year she's made some comments and although I blew them off, they started to sink in. I didn't want to admit it but she's right. They can't ever satisfy her the way others can – or the way one of her dildos do. I'm screwed."

"I'm sorry but you are right. You can't change their size."

"I know."

"Maybe the best thing to do is to follow her mantra – to embrace her values as your own and learn to find value by pleasing, serving and doing what she wants."

"That's what I've been thinking too. I thought about that for most of the time I knelt on the bed sucking his balls the second time."

"Did you come to any conclusion?"

"I want to make her happy. I'm going to do whatever she wants."

Smiling, she said, "I feel better. I'm glad we talked and glad that you are ok with everything."

"Thanks Miss Katie. I'm glad we talked too. And thank you for opening your home to us. That means a lot."

"You need to obey your Mistress now. Come and eat." 

She turned away, lay on her side and bent both knees exposing her ass. "Come!" she said more directly. "You need to know your place."

Everyone arrived in the kitchen area over a period of the next hour. Ken had prepared a variety of chicken salad and roast beef sandwiches on croissants and hard-rolls, along chips, fruit and drinks. Everyone relaxed and talked informally as any group of couples would. The only request Katie had when she had him write the note last night was that the men remain naked. After appetites were satisfied Katie had everyone move into the den.

"Guys, get these chairs and tables out of here and back in the living area. And move the rented sofas and horse to the foyer. I'd like the room arranged once more the way you found it. Thank you." she directed.

The men made short work of the move, as they had done the day before and soon all sat, either in chairs or on the floor.

"Before I say goodbye, I want you to know how much I have come to love all of you. The party was a success at a magnitude above and beyond my dreams. The time spent with some of you during the days previous were highlights of my year. Thank you ladies!" she said happily.

"But yesterday was a day of play and not one typical of most days in any couples' life. Yet I want to know how you feel because even though we probably all did things we've never done before, we all either gave or followed orders and it is those underlying principles of obedience and control that will permeate your everyday lives – or at least it should if you take to this lifestyle seriously."

"Guys, we had you do some outlandish things and ladies, you took liberties you normally wouldn't have taken. What I'd like is for us to air our thoughts; get things out of the open or off our chests. If you loved something that you want to share with the group, then please do so. I would hope that you have already shared with your partner those thoughts and if you haven't now is a good time. Likewise if you didn't enjoy something, expressing those feelings is equally appropriate. My husband and I treasure the openness and honesty we share and as you saw, when that value is breeched, consequences follow. Please be honest."

And with that the conversation began. Ken shared about his disappointment of being bound and having to both miss out on the fun but also the shame of being made an example. He understood Katie's point and methods and realized that what she did served as an example for the newcomers who might not yet have considered that all femdom is not peaches and roses but also involves conflict resolution.

Jenny sympathized with him but stated how much she enjoyed being so close to the action while she supported his head and saw Tim put his penis through the ball gag and how much more she loved it when her husband did.

"Didn't you to Mark?

He looked at Ken. "Actually I did, but only because you wanted me to and because you were there with me. I don't think that's my thing but, as I told the guys earlier in the day, all I want to do is please you."

Tim's eyes widened and before he could even think he added, "That's exactly how I feel."

"It is?" His wife asked dumbfounded.

"Yes, it is. You don't know this but Katie and I had a nice talk. It wasn't long but she helped me to think things through and in the last hour it seems like everything has come together." He looked around at the guys. "I need to fess up to you guys. I told you that it didn't matter how big my penis was because Tracy loved it and it satisfied her completely. I know that's not true. I know that it's really small and because it is, she can't have either fun or the enjoyment that she could have with a bigger one."

"Awww, Sweetheart. I love you," she said kissing him on the neck. 

"I know you do Trace but I also know my limitations. Katie helped me to see that."

Tracy looked quizzically at Katie who shrugged her shoulders, "We just talked about last night a little, that's all."

"I'm glad you did. Whatever you did it helped."

"Helped what?" Katie asked.

"Helped him. Helped him to be able to open his eyes to reality."

"She did help and I'm glad she did. And I do want to embrace your values Mistress. I really do."

Smiling she rubbed his thigh and fondled the cage. "For now, you just need to get use to life inside here."

"We all do!" Rick added. Everyone laughed delightfully.

Ken looked at each guy. "You have no idea what the next month will be like if you stay locked." 

Katie giggled. "No they don't."

"What? Everyone asked. 

"Some things just need to be experienced," she said. "But ladies, you are in for a real treat. Trust me."

"Anyway," Rick said, "Deb and I talked when we went upstairs,"

"Just a little honey. The rest of the night you had your mouth full." She said chuckling.

"You know what I mean," he said smiling. "Like I was saying, we talked. She told me how much she missed having sex like we did."

"I meant oral." She said.

"Yes, how much she missed oral sex. I never knew that and I was never into it either but after seeing how happy it made her I am glad we got to be here, if for nothing else. "

"And now we are trying to make up for 14 years of lost time." She laughed. "I think it will take us at least another 20 to catch up, even if he does eat me every night." She paused. "And you will be eating me every night Baby."

Jenny burst into laughter and Rick blushed.

"I know I will be. And I'll enjoy it just as much as you."

The conversation went on for another hour, having the girls talk about their first strapon experience, the effectiveness of the present position, the use of the gags, which really was an afterthought but turned out to be so effective in making the guys look helpless and give the ladies the confidence to take control. The guys confirmed their thoughts explaining how they felt as if they looked like they were saying "Oh" all night and how odd that felt. 

Several talked about how much they both enjoyed having the men with them, having them available to fetch items and perform tasks but most of all how free they felt to be themselves and know that their submissive would remain silent without the possibility of criticizing their actions or decisions. Katie encouraged them to write a list of the real core values each woman wanted to instill into their marriage and to come up with protocols – rituals, if you will, to reinforce those values. She gave the example of respect and how the simple protocol of opening a door as well as stooping to kiss a foot served as reminders to Ken that he would always be expected to respect Katie as his dominant partner.

"I have one last surprise and have been saving this one to the end. Ken and I have already tried it out so I'm going to pass on this myself but I think you ladies will love it. We've had this for a few months and I got three more. Debbie, you will be especially pleased. I think.

"What is it?" She asked.

Remember the Queening chair you saw at Delilah's?

"Oh yes! Is that what it is?

Yes, but a whole lot better. Here let me show you."

Pulling out the chair from behind the larger one she sat, she revealed a comfortable chair, with an opening in the seat. Under it about a foot was a cushioned platform. Calling on Rick she had him lay supine, situate himself on the lower platform and strapped his forehead and neck to the podium with Velcro stays. He lay comfortable. Katie then demonstrated the possibilities. Using a remote she showed them how the plank on which he lay could be raised lowered, tilted and even vibrated up and down with nothing more than the touch of a finger. Deborah beamed with joy as the possibilities came to light.

"Ready?" Katie asked.

"Oh yes. I've never been more ready."

"Are you Rick?"

"If you are."

"OK, before I let her enjoy herself I want to get the rest of you situated."

She pulled out two additional seats giving one more to each of the other women.

Tracy stood and walked into the other room with Tim. "We will be right back," she said excusing them.

A moment later they returned. Jenny had already gotten Mark situated.

"I want you to treat my wife," Tim said to Ken. "That is, if it's ok with your Mistress."

"Is that what you want?" Katie asked him.

"Yes ma'am it is. Completely."

"Then yes. Get under her chair and lick her like you have been trained to do."

Ken started to move but Tim, stopped him. "I have one more favor that I need to ask." Everyone listened. 

"Katie, Jen and Deb," would you mind if I played with your husband's balls while they pleasured you?"

The question was completely unexpected, completely out of the blue. 

Jenny shrugged her shoulders. "That's fine with me. If that's what you want Tim."

"It is. Is it ok with you Miss Deb?"

She smiled. "Sure Tim. Sure."

Katie left and then returned making three trips to bring three short step stools. The girls positioned them under the asses of each guy, making it more feasible for Tim to enjoy the guys.

"Nice touch!" Jenny exclaimed." Katie, she said sighing, "You think of everything."

"She does," said Deb. "She's the perfect Mistress."

Tracy, smirked thinking how kind she had been, "Almost too kind. She even gave her man to the three of us, just to have a little fun and now look. He's about to lay underneath my twat and lick me and let me do whatever I want with his head using that cool remote. Not only that, we shared another guys cum last night, given to us from the mouth of Ken to signify our shared dominance over his – and then she opened up her home me. I have 24/7 access to his mouth and service and soon he will be all mine. She's nice," she thought, "generous too, but perfect? No, I think 'foolish' would be a better choice of words!" 

She looked up into her husband's eyes and with absolute sincerity told him how much she loved him embracing her values. "I want you to savor each of those balls. Take your time. Touch them. Play with them. Feel them with your tongue. Have fun sucking them into your mouth again and again if you want."

"I will then. I'll do anything for you Mistress Tracy."

"You know, she said while patting the plinth for her other submissive to lay his head on, "that's really the only thing you need to concern yourself about; doing whatever I tell you."

Turning away she secured Ken's head to the padded support. "Now you my sub, you are a different story. I have different plans for you than I do him."

"Am I too, to embrace your values?" he said with a smirk.

"You already are. In fact, I don't think there is a brain cell in your mind that wants nothing more than for you to become my personal slave."

He stared back, knowing the truth in her words but unable to rebut her comment. He had fallen for her. He loved Katie however but he loved her style, her dominance, her youth and that incredible body.

"Remember the other day when I asked if you had told Katie if you had fessed up to what we did in the back yard and you told me you hadn't?"

"Yes."

"The same reason you didn't confess then is the same reason you didn't tell me I was wrong now." She stared down for a long moment. "It's because I'm speaking the truth!" She hissed in a hushed tone only they can hear.

"OK you two love birds," Katie said. "Get him set so you can all take a seat together and enjoy the wonderful piece of furniture."

Katie had the ladies sit and quietly dismissed herself. Returning with a hot cup of lemon tea and a Better Living magazine in hand she cuddled up and relaxed. Around her were three women in various stages of bliss. One had her head resting on the back of the Queening seat luxuriating in the soft stroking of the tongue under them. Another was enjoying the up and down vibrating feature of the lower plinth that forced his mouth and tongue up against her pussy, while another undulated her hips unable to resist the waves of pleasure the submissive provided. 

Bodies of three locked submissives extended out from between their legs. She obviously couldn't see their faces but their locked cocks said it all. All were hard and all strained to be free within the confines of the cages they wore. All had impressive schlongs. Two were over eight inches and the other not far behind but what made Katie smile was that despite their impressive sizes, all were compressed and force to remain only a third of their potential length. She loved seeing a man so hard and yet so incapable of busting free. It gave her a true sense of control.

And then there was Tim. He had just moved from Tracy's chair to Deb's and now lay, belly down and head up toying with the testicles in front of his mouth using only his tongue. He seemed to be enjoying himself and that fact surprised Katie. She thought for sure that he was doing this out of obligation but maybe he really had come to understand his physical limits, her insatiable desire and the incompatibility the two had as a couple. From her perspective, she thought she could see the handwriting on the wall for him. She appeared to want to limit her use of him to using his tongue only. Yet, that sex drive of hers needed a man. Katie wasn't stupid. She knew who she wanted. She wanted HER husband, her submissive and her pride and joy. What frightened her was not knowing precisely where HIS head was. She didn't mind having a little fun but she didn't want his commitment to move from one woman to another. Which led her back to Tim: What would be his purpose really? She had no idea. 

Listening to Jenny scream with joy and lower the bottom support to rest, her mind was drawn back to the present. 

"This is so much fun," Jenny said through gasps.

"You really are the perfect mistress."

"Thanks Jenny. You enjoy yourself. The day has only just started."

They both smiled a knowing thought just as Deb detonated. All three ladies burst in laughter. 

"Oh, go get a room," Tracy said. Just then she raised the bottom support and made her sub feed at her sex once more. "And you, my little balled submissive, get over here and suck his balls. I want to watch you enjoy a man."

Katie shook her head amused and returned to reading her magazine and mused. "What have I gotten myself into?"



The Cabin Ch. 12



Six months have elapsed since the events surrounding chapters 7-11, which all took place within about a week or two of one another. The reader is encouraged to read these previous chapters to understand the context of this chapter or Begin at Chapter 1 where their journey of submission, dominance and love first began

The Cabin - Chapter 12

The Takeover

Tracy reclined, resting her head on a plush pillow and her hips on a velvet covered wedge in the middle of the king-size bed in the master suite on a warm Saturday morning. The newer of her two submissives lay comfortably nestled between her legs feeding as he did every morning. He had already brought her to three orgasms and now licked her with touches so delicate she hardly noticed his presence. He was performing 'the afterglow' a gentle and loving expression of oral servitude as he expressed his devotion for this most recent of mistresses who owned him. 

In the six months since she and her husband had taken residence at 421 W. Maple, a two-story brick house that contained more than 6,000 feet of living area so much had happened. Joining them as guests after losing their home, she and her husband slept as a foursome with Katie and her submissive-husband Ken. Throughout the first four months of this arrangement they cohabitated wonderfully. The two women had agreed to share their men with one another only a week before Katie and Ken welcomed Tracy and her husband Tim into their home with open arms. Katie really had no sexual interest in Tim. She viewed him more of a house servant that helped with chores and house maintenance than anything else, and besides his cock stood only four-inches in length and had the diameter no bigger than that of a nickel when fully erect. 

However, Tracy viewed Katie's husband quite differently than Katie did hers. She wanted him. She wanted him almost from the moment she laid eyes on him in this very house some six months previous. She wanted him for several reasons. Besides her desire to assume full control of his mind, she intended to enjoy his impeccably glorious sexual assets. Equipped with a nice cock, a tongue that had talents beyond description and an attitude of absolute desire to please the feminine gender, she made use of him often, almost always while in Katie's presence. 

It wasn't that the two women were always together but rather that Tracy deliberately waited until they were before she commanded him to bow, kneel, or lay, to feed from her pussy. It wasn't until after the accident that she discovered yet another gift. 

Katie had chosen to keep Ken locked in chastity, just as Tracy did her husband. Katie had taught Tracy of the virtues to keeping a man chaste, not only to make them understand his place as subservient but also because it promoted hormonal changes that drew the male mind to his female partner. It was after the accident that Tracy came to realize that Ken was capable of producing enormous amounts of semen. Storing it in his hefty testicles as well as his prostate, his orgasms released an incredible amount of fluid that Tracy found highly erotic.

Clapping her hands twice, she said, "Worship me, my Treasure." Her voice was soft and sensual.

Those words were his cue; a mantra she performed with him at least once but usually several times daily. He knew it well. It had been impregnated within his mind at a time when he had been rendered completely vulnerable. He had heard this invite a hundred times in the last month or so and each time he recited and responded to this incantation it solidified once more Tracy's power over him. He could do nothing but obey and abide by her wishes. Looking up into her beautiful eyes from his place at her sex he stared at her with the utmost of admiration as she began once more,

"Who do you obey?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Who do you serve?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Who do you long to please?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Then come. Worship my body."

He rose and straddled her. While she gently stroked his cock he massaged her head and neck, then her shoulders and breast and finally her abdomen and loins. He stared at her, taking in the beauty of a woman so beautiful. Once more he realized just how fortunate he was to be the one she had chosen. He gazed at her for the longest time and did so with utter contentment in his eyes. When she felt satisfied that he had paid her sufficient tribute she spoke, "you may". Upon those words he kissed her and she kissed him. Their kisses were soft, loving and tender. Eventually her tongue came to him and he yielded, symbolically opening himself up to do as she pleased. Her tongue penetrated his mouth and he could feel her passion. When she next spoke, "you may" he went to her breasts to suckle each one, after first having fondled and worshipped them. Finally, after having spent sufficient time gazing intently at her loins and sex she spoke one final time, "you may" and permitted him to return once more to the pussy he was now addicted serving. 

"Go," she said, releasing him some some twenty minutes later." Make sure everything is set for tonight and send in the other one."

Tim entered. No sooner had he shut the door then she ordered him to present. 

"Have you fed her?"

"Yes ma'am."

"And bathed her?"

"Yes. Of course."

"I hope you treated her ass as well."

"I did. I did for as long as I was told."

"And you locked the door behind you?"

"Yes Mistress."

She smiled. "You are invaluable to me. I need you to make sure she receives only the best of care. Remember, if it wasn't for her then we wouldn't be here. Who knows where we'd be. But even so, I want to keep her separated from us. She needs her rest."

"I know you do. Home healthcare nurses enter through the basement doors as does the caterers. I make sure she has everything she needs and remains comfortable."

"Good boy. You can do excellent work in some areas of life my sub." She smiled fiendishly. "I just sent Kenny away to make sure things are ready for tonight. Are you ready for this?"

He smirked playfully. "I am."

"Smiling now are you. Are you looking forward to preparing him?"

"I am."

"Good. I am going to give you plenty of time to do so."

"Thank you Mistress."

Rolling on her side she pointed to her ass and he came and ate. It was the only place his tongue was permitted on her body since the night of the party. Reaching for her iphone she checked the calendar app. It read '189 days'. 

"Mmmm," she thought. "189 days since the party. 189 days since she had locked him up. 189 days since he had last orgasmed. What an amazing 189 days it had been. Opening another app she checked her savings accounts and sighed delightfully:

Account ending in 3465: $ 11,341.89

Account ending in 9453: $4,766.32

Account ending in 1173: 113,453.94

Opening yet a third app she checked the dollar figure in her Vanguard Investment Fund. Her spirits brightened even further. $2,354,886.57 and up $2,000 since yesterday! Never in her life had she ever had so much money. Never! Thinking back to the stress of the previous spring, the loss of his job, and his accident that ravaged their savings and retirement and then cost them their home, it as if her entire world had collapsed. The stress was unbearable and she feared she was about to go from living the comfortable middle class life to a life on the street. And then along came an invite for Tim to spend a weekend at a cabin with some men he had never met and that was followed by a call from Katie that eventually gave her access to the golden egg. 

Her life changed the moment she walked in the front door along with two other young women to enjoy a lunch and learn about wife led marriages; one served by Katie's husband. One thing led to another and by the end of that week, Katie had offered her a place of residence after hearing her she and Tim's predicament. A little over three months later Katie had been struck by a drunk driver and somehow lived. The accident left her with in a coma and with multiple broken bones. Initially Tracy's heart went out to her but there was nothing she could do. Her life was in the hands of the attending physicians and God. When she finally awoke some two weeks later Tracy and she talked. Katie made a phone call and had Tracy added onto her bank account since she was unable to maintain the household finances and thought it only proper that a woman should maintain financial responsibility of the house. But Tracy had connections. She worked in the banking industry. Even though she was only a Teller making $18 per hour she knew everyone and once more her beauty took her where no amount dollars could. 

Offering the young notary a night of pleasure in which he could do anything he wanted with a woman so far above his pay grade in beauty she bribed him with sexual favors to not add her name to Katie's account but to make her the sole owner of all accounts. Instantly, she became over a $100,000 richer. The following day she learned where the safe deposit box key was. Going to the bank she removed all of the documents that had been stored. In her hand she now held all of Katie's investment account documents, including account numbers, the house title, boat title, and vehicle titles. Using the same stragegy with an attorney friend of hers who was going through some marriage issues she once more traded sexual favors for him redrawing up the documents and having her name as the only one on each. Jason loved Tracy and had always had a thing for her. They had known one another for a few years, having met when he came to the bank to deposit or withdrawal funds weekly. She knew he was taken by her as he seemed to have a thing for Russian goddesses with big tits, thin waists and a hunger to suck a man's cock. They happened to have a fling in a bar alcove where they both went too far but it was that event that opened the door for her to use him now.

Of course, all of this went unnoticed by Katie and her husband never even thought to ask. For now it remained Tracy's secret. She knew it wouldn't last and so hired one more professional to do her a favor to kept the only person that might undo all she had managed uninterested. That too had worked marvelously. 

Little did Katie and her husband Ken know that instead of having guests living with them, they now lived as guests living in her home! Tracy thought of telling her even though she still lay healing and unable to move from her bed. The accident had fractured both femurs and her pelvis and the process of healing, although on schedule was painfully slow. In time, after she would be back on her feet and it would be at that time that Tracy would present her with but two options: to leave or contracturally agree to submit as her husband already had. She had those plans in the making but didn't need to be concerned with that at the moment. 

For now, she made sure she was well taken care of and resting comfortably. Tracy made sure she had everything she needed save one. She hadn't seen him in almost eight weeks and although she asked several times a day for him to come, he hadn't even asked once! Like she told him when she first fucked him on the living room sofa at their first luncheon, he now was. She had told him then that he'd be hers and worshipping her and she had told the truth. He was completely hers and that card would serve as leverage when it came time to deal with a healthy Katie. 

"I need to get a shower," she said suddenly rising and leaving Tim on the bed. "Clean the room, and make sure he has lunch ready by the time I come down." She shut the door as was gone.

At precisely 7pm Ken pulled into the garage and entered the house. With him was Tyrell, a nice looking and friendly man, about thirty years of age. He was an inch or so taller than Ken who stood a little over six feet. He was heavily muscled and had a fun personality. Most importantly, he had the biggest black cock Ken had ever seen. Tracy had given him the task of finding her a black cock and after a week of emails, of reviewing pictures and making final arrangements in which he 'visualized to verify' as Tracy told him to do, settled on Tyrell as the man for the hour.

He was a good guy and Ken enjoyed getting to know him over a beer a few nights ago. An attorney by trade he practiced estate law on the far side of town. Single but engaged, he responded to Ken's add more out of fun than anything but after hearing more of what Tracy wanted and then getting a look at her, his attitude changed from wanting to have a little fun almost badgering Ken to make him his final choice. Over a beer Ken let him know that her interest had nothing to do with love or a continuing relationship but rather from a desire to enjoy a black cock. Tyrell, after listening to him explain what she wanted, asked why he was involved since he wasn't even her husband. Ken only said that he was doing this for her because she asked him and revealed nothing more of their relationship.

Tracy met the two guys in the living area. Holding hands with Tim she took a look at her possession-to-be, liked what she saw and came to him at once. Kissing him passionately he responded as all men did with her. They wilted. Tim and Ken watched her take him in silence. It was her style and they knew that she expected them to remain quiet unless they knew what was good for them. 

"I think you will do," she said. "That is if you're anything like he said." She reached and grabbed his cock, feeling it through his slacks. It had already started to grow. "Mmmm. A nice thick one."

Tyrell's gaze fell on Tim, naked and standing a few paces off. "Do you mind explaining all this?"

Tracy cocked her head and looked around. "What me with three guys?"

"We can start there," he said.

"This is my husband Tim. He has a little cock as you can see and so I keep him locked nice and tight." Whispering into his ear while he still held her loosely she added, "I don't want to contribute bad things to the gene pool. You know."

It was then that she looked at Ken. "Why are you still dressed? Do as you are required and show him your goods."

Ken blushed and then obeyed. "He's got a nice one but it's white. She grabbed his cage when he was naked and pulled him over. "Trust me, this one grows to over twice the size of what it is when its stuffed in his cage ..... you should see him cum!" she said excitedly. 

Tyrell was still trying to take it all in. He stood amongst two unashamed naked white guys and both were locked and with the most gorgeous woman he had ever lay eyes on. She had it all – including to slaves apparently. This was obviously weirder than weird but he hadn't come to see the guys. He came to fuck this voluptuous licentious babe in his arms with tits stacked higher than ever.

Tracy began unbuttoning his shirt as he did hers. Soon they were naked and he already had that look. "Come, I want to play with you first."

Grabbing his hand she led him to the bedroom. Their he saw the king-size bed in the center of the room. It was a four-post bed constructed of ornate wood. It was beautiful. What caught his eye however were the restraints; one was tied to each of the four bedposts. 

"Lay down. I'm going to tie you up."

His eyes gleamed with widened surprise and adventure. "OK, so you're into bondage? I'll do some bondage with you if that's what you want."

"That's what I want," she cooed working with the straps and securing them to all four extremities. Two minutes later a fifth cord passed over his abdomen, preventing him from even more movement. He was going nowhere.

"Timmm!" she called out.

"The door opened and her husband entered. "Oh geez," Tyrell thought, "the guy with the kiddie cock."

Tracy gave her husband a kiss. "I'll be back in twenty minutes. Make sure he's ready for me," she said. "I want him nice and hard and ready to go."

The black man looked at the kiddie cock guy and then the blonde bombshell curiously as he comprehended the implications of her instructions. 

"Hey, where are you going?"

She never looked back. 

Twenty minutes later she returned, breasts swaying with each movement of her body. She entered the room holding Ken's hand. She sported a smile bright with anticipation. Tim lay between Tyrell's legs sucking and fondling his massive cock. It was only semi erect and still drooped some. The sight of it not fully engorged inflamed her rage. She released her hold on Ken's hand, almost running to her husband. Yanking him by the hair she pulled him away.

"I told you he was to be ready!" she screamed.

"I'm sorry. I tried."

"I did this for you. I gave him for you to suck and enjoy and look what you've done with your time!" Her eyes burned with fury.

"I'm ....." 

"Nothing! That's what you did. Absolutely Nothing! You can't even get him aroused you're so pathetic," she yelled. 

Shock and fear replaced whatever emotion he had been feeling only seconds earlier. 

"Lay on the bed. Face down. Next to him. Don't you dare move. And you," she said turning to Ken, Present!" 

Her body exuded vengeance and she took it out on everyone. Storming into the adjacent bathroom she returned with a hairbrush using it to beat her husbands' ass again and again and again. Some fifty blows later, she stopped. She was panting. Her hair was a mess. Ken stood facing in her direction but his eyes remained cast upward. Tyrell lay bound and stretched on the bed. His cock no longer engorged. Tim lay next to him; one leg over the black man's and whimpered. Tracy looked at them all. Not satisfied with the degree of pain he expressed she beat him once again. Tyrell balked but his protests went unheard. She had an agenda and in order for her to maintain control of the house, her husband, and her cherished sub, the element of fear needed to be maintained.

Although her cherished one wasn't looking directly at all that had just happened, she knew he was watching. She wanted him to see and hear her vengeance, see her beat a man, and listen to the cries of a man in main. She wanted him to remember his past pains - the pain he felt when she beat him last week, the pain from the week before and the ones previous to those. Recalling and reliving those painful events was good for him. It kept him in line. It kept him devoted, and it kept him needy. "How ironic that was," she thought but that's how his mind functioned. 

Exhausted, she slumped onto her husband's back, and then moved to his ear, kissing him again and again. 

"I love you, my Timmy. I love you. Thank you for being so obedient."

He nodded – barely so – and continued to sob. Spending another moment with him she held him, whispering words of thanks for enduring the pain he did. Rising she came to her cherished one and held him. He never moved but his cock stirred, straining against the confines of the steel cage and pressing into her sex.

"I love you most," she said in a tone that only he could hear. "I only want you. Maybe I will punish you tonight, not because you were disobedient but because you show me such devotion every time I break you. Would you like that?"

He did not answer. He did not move but his cock pulsed against her loins. Tracy smiled.

"You may relax but stay where you are. I want you to watch me."

She came to Tyrell who now had a frightened look in his eyes but Tracy's eyes capriciously looked lustful once more. Standing on the bed and straddling his hips she let him stare at her and absorb the beauty of a woman about to take him. 

"I'm sorry I went off," she said apologetically. Being mercurial as ever she added, "I really didn't want you to have to be a part of our family issues. You know what they say, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."

Tyrell forced a smile. Tracy sat on his abdomen and caressed his face. "Don't you just love my double D's?" 




The Cabin Ch. 12



"They're nice."

"Just nice?" She asked. "He," she said,turning partly around to acknowledge Ken standing behind; "He thinks they are perfect." 

"OK, they are pretty incredible."

"That's better. I'd let you touch them but, well, you seem a bit incapacitated at the moment. How about a taste? Would you like a taste?"

His smile came more easily. "Maybe."

"Hmmm, Nice and Maybe. You need to make better word choices if you want to get that thing under me inside my wet pussy. I'm better than nice and maybe. A lot better."

"Word choice. So that's the ticket to bedding you?"

"Sweetie," she slapped his face hard all while never changing the cute smile she had formed from his dig, "nobody beds me. Can't you see, it's you who is going to do what I want, not the other way around."

"You're a piece of work."

Ignoring his comment she asked, "Do you want a taste?"

"Do I even have a choice? But yes, I"d love to." He added.

Smiling wryly, she wiggled her torso. Her breasts swayed irresistibly. She swung the two keys around her neck away from his face and back against her back. "Men are so easy," she thought.

"What are those for?"

"They keep my boys over there nice and secure," she said nonchalantly. Now, be gentle, big boy with my girls."

He opened his mouth like a bird reaching for his mother. She closed her eyes pleased. "Another one bewitched and now putty." She felt his cock stir. Conceding she permitted him to suck on her pebbled nipple while slowly rocked her pelvis and feeling him grow ever harder. 

Tired of supporting her weight any longer, she eventually pulled free but remained hovering above. Her double D's hung, perfectly shaped from her slender form. He watched wantonly for her to feed him once more. Looking with imploring eyes and his mouth agape she teased, dipping and rising but never letting him grasp his lips onto the other elongated nipple. From her vantage point he looked so helpless, so hopeless, and so ready to be used and enjoyed.

Grinding against his manhood she said playfully, "Let's see if I can do better than the last one that sucked on this."

Not waiting for a response she spun, sat on his face and grabbed the massive black rod with both hands. It was monstrous indeed. Not as big as her Doc Johnson but not far removed either. She licked the length of him, fascinated with its size, strength and vigor. Plunging down she let the feel of this giant fill her mouth and felt it grow that final inch while she kept it warm and moist. Squeezing his balls she wondered how much of his white treat he'd finally give her when she was through and if there was even more cum in these than Ken kept in his. 

Gazing across the room, she smiled. Both Ken and Tim stood watching no more than a few feet from the foot of the bed. Licking, sucking, stroking, and masturbating his rod, she enjoyed putting a show on for them. They watched her watching them. Ken looked jealous, Tim was expressionless but Tracy looked empowered. She buried her mouth onto the black shaft that took two hands to tame; her hips undulated rhythmically on his face. Ken knew Tyrell was getting a mouthful of juice – juice that only he had tasted for the past half year. When Tracy's arousal mushroomed as it was doing now, she leaked profusely and he knew it. He knew he was swallowing drop after drop of her arousal and soon her faucet would open and he'd be gulping rather than sipping. 

Looking up once more at her cherished submissive she smiled. She had each man exactly where she wanted them; in the palm of her hand. One enjoyed her now, but she'd use and throw him aside within the hour; the other stood, still recovering from his beating and knowing that he had failed miserably. Yet he loved her and she had just told him how much she loved him. And then there was Ken, the one she wanted. They watched one another, their eyes riveted. He watched her lick the length of a ten-inch cock again and again; listen to her moan with delight at his ministrations, and ache to be where he was. His cock strained. Tracy smiled pleased at his response. 

Tyrell hungrily lapped at her pussy while feeling her touch down below. He soon forgot of the recent past, that he had just witnessed a woman beat a man's ass senseless, that he had been bound and then left for a guy to suck his cock or that there were two others watching him. All he thought about was her. She was so hot! Easily the most beautiful, sexy, salacious woman he'd ever met. She had the x-factor and couldn't wait to sink his cock in the wet pussy that was sopping wet with desire.

"I think it's time to put this bad boy inside. Don't you my slave?"

He groaned feeling the full weight of her as she sat back on his face. He licked furiously but now couldn't breathe. Soon he needed air. He loved the thought of having her sitting on him like this but he couldn't breathe. Giving up on her cunt he raked his head back and forth attempting to gain an an airway. Finally succeeding he gasped. She giggled.

"Sorry big boy, I guess I didn't hear you."

Dropping back on him again he ate, and then struggled and finally she released him. For the next ten minutes she repeated the act, first treating him to the worlds' best desert and then making him refuse it in lieu of something more necessary – air. 

"I love this. Who would have thought that a little girl like me can control three strapping boys like you," she said aloud. 

Arching her back, her breasts heaved forward. She sat on him one last time, this time clamping her legs on either side of his head, keeping him in a vice until he trashed so violently that he broke free. 

"W-what, wh-what, are you doing?!" he huffed.

She never answered but moved quickly to his cock, centered it under her muffin and slowly lowered her body down until their pubic bones met. He groaned and all thoughts of the breath torture he so masochistically endured vanished. She fucked him hard. Tyrell did his best to thrust but could not move. He was left to provide pleasure more than give it although just the fact that he could watch her ass lift and fall almost took him over the edge.

"Timmy, this is what a real cock looks like," she said gloriously slamming up and down.

"My sub," she looked at Ken, "you feel just as good – but this one is black and that makes me horny!"

"Watch me boys. Watch your Mistress take a big black cock inside her little white pussy." 

Settling down one more she wiggled and grinded relishing the thought of his head so deep inside. 

"When I signal you I want you to lie on your back between his legs. I'm going to feed you everything he gives me."

Tim appeared pleased and shook his head rapidly.

Tracy lifted completely off. Tyrell groaned. She stood and faced him and sank back onto one knee. Grasping his pole with one hand she centered him once more over her sex. 

"I thought you should get a chance to watch my breasts bounce around too. I mean you aren't going to ever fuck a woman as beautiful as me ever again, Tyrell. Ready to cum?"

Her words penetrated him to his core. She sunk down once more and pounded him like a jack-hammer. Rising and falling, rising and falling, gasping, groaning, moaning, panting, heaving, and shrieking with delight she fucked this man exactly the way she enjoyed doing most – hard, fast and violent. Her explosion neared and she called out,

"Come for me!" Come NOW!" she commanded almost screaming.

Tyrell grunted and stiffened, pushing hard against the restraint over his midsection.

"Ughh," he said, and came.

Tracy's body spasmed. Arching her back, sucking in her tummy and tensing her fists she came, exploding as wave after wave drenched her mind in the knowledge that she had taken him and done so before her two submissives.

"Oooohhhh, Ooooohhhhhh," she cried, "Ooohhh m-m-my goddd this f-f-feels-ss sooo g-good!!!"

She rested her forehead on his. They both smiled satisfied.

"Hmmm, You are good."

"Damn right I am," Tracy said still panting. "Did you give me everything you had?."

"You know it baby. You know it." He spoke confidently.

Still panting she said, "Good because I'm going to give it to my husband."

Tracy snapped her fingers and Tim assumed his position. Tracy lifted off, contracted her pussy muscles and kept her vagina shut using two fingers. She knelt over his open mouth.

"Eat," she said. "Eat!" Releasing her fingers and relaxing she watched, and waited, and waited. Finally a small thick white stream fell into his mouth. Tracy smiled and waited for the bulk of it still inside – but nothing more ever came. Wondering at first, her emotional state changed from hopeful, to surprised to frustrate to angry as the realization that it was all he had ejaculated. Furious she stared at Tyrell. 

"That's all!!!" That's all you gave me?!" She said almost hysterically and aghast at the paucity of the cream he had ejaculated.

Tyrell looked puzzled and shrugged his shoulders. "Hey, I gave you what I had. What are you looking for?"

She stared at him furious. "What am I looking for? What am I looking for?" Her voice rose in pitch and volume. "What more am I looking for!!! I'll show you what I'm looking for."

She stood, stepped off the bed and came to Ken. Kneeling she took one of the keys and released the lock and took off his cage. Grabbing his hand she stalked to the way and faced him. 

"I'm going to stand on this little stool and you are going to fuck my brains out! I want him to see what a real man does for a woman as beautiful as I."

"Yes ma'am." 

"Get it hard and fuck your Mistress!" she said. "Fill my pussy with your cream."

And fuck her he did. He pounded away at her cunt, slamming her against the wall. Keeping one hand on her shoulder and the other pinning her arms overhead he kept her there and came at her relentlessly. Releasing all the passion, all the jealousy, all that pent up energy he channeled it. She felt wonderful. He felt wonderful. They huffed and panted and gasped and inhaled deeply. His powerful body impaled her delicate frame. As his impending ejaculation drew near he released his hold on her and wrapped both arms around the small of her back. Tracy leaped, wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and stuck her tongue inside his mouth. Lifting and releasing her several more times she rose and fell onto his steel rod. Arching back, he stiffened and grunted. Wave after wave of fluid spurted into her wanton pussy. Tracy could feel his warmth and collapsed on him.

"Ohh, Ohhhh, You feel so good my sub. I love that warm feeling of your cum."

"Oooohh, ooooohhhhhh," she groaned and then exploded. 

After calming she told him to carry her to the bed. Pulling free she once more clasped her pussy shut and settled over Timmy's face.

"Open up," she demanded. "Drink."

Releasing her fingers she watched. Tyrell watched. Her eyes shot back and forth between both men. And then it came. At first it was only a drip, and then a trickle, and then a stream and finally a steady flow of thick white milk. And it kept on cumming. Tim eagerly gulped everything down and waited with his mouth wide until she was completely empty. Tyrell watched amazed at the volume of cum he had given her. 

"Good god that's a lot!" He said.

Tracy smiled. "That's what a real man does."

Tyrell only stared, speechless.

Ken stood, resting his arms on is beloved's shoulders throughout. Whenever she spoke a word expressing her pleasure he squeezed her deltoids gently. His adoration of her could not be denied. 

Finally the flow stopped and she moved off the bed and embraced him. 

"Free him and get him the hell out of here," she whispered. "I'll be in the den watching TV. Come to me when you can."

Whispering he replied. "Yes Mistress."

Tracy grabbed a robe and left the three men alone. Ken freed the guest from his bindings while Tim made the bed and straightened the room.

"Your clothes are down in the living area. You need to hurry and get dressed."

"That's it?" He said. "That's it?"

"That's it Tyrell. She's had enough."

He shook his head. "And you love being with this woman?"

"More than anything else. Why even ask?"

"Because she's nuts. That's why!"

"She's beautiful, Tyrell. She fills every need I've ever had."

"I'm happy for you but, man she's odd."

"You let her down, that's all. And I'm glad you did. I hated seeing you with her."

"Hey, you invited me. What did you expect?"

"I just did what I was told. But I still hated seeing it."

Dressed Ken escorted him out into the garage and opened the door. 

"Thanks for coming Tyrell," he said politely. "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I'm sure Tracy did."

"Did she?" He asked.

"Did you?" 

"I don't know. She's amazingly beautiful but man she's wild. I mean she's out there."

"I'm glad you had a great time." His reply obviously dismissive to the comment made and the two shook hands. After closing the garage door he returned to the den, finding his mistress stretched out on the couch. When he entered she smiled, told him to lay with her and had him wrap his arms around her while they relaxed. She hadn't turned on the TV after all but rather had soft music playing. She texted Tim and settled in comfortably feeling safe and secure resting her head against his muscular shoulder and chest. 

When her husband knocked she permitted him inside. "I need you to spend the night looking out for another," she said carefully choosing her words.

"Yes Mistress. I will take good care of everything,"

"I'll be taking him with me. Don't worry I will sleep well."

"Yes Mistress." 

She had given him these same instructions every night for the past few months and even when he did sleep with 'her' she never ever put him where she put her other submissive. Not ever. He left and the couple relaxed quietly.

"Did you enjoy your day?" She asked softly.

He had one hand cupped softly around one breast and the other cradling her head. "For the most part, yes," he said honestly.

"Best part was?"

"Starting my day with you like we do every morning."

"I love that too. I love when you tell me how beautiful I am and how much you love worshipping me."

"Thank you Mistress I do too."

"Is there anything or anyone you really miss?" She asked cautiously and held her breath waiting for him to answer. It had been a question she had asked several times before and each time she asked she wondered if his answer would ever change.

After a pause that lasted too long for her comfort he answered. "No, why would I?"

"I didn't think you would, but I want to make sure your happy. I hope I am all you want or will ever need, but I can be a little insecure sometimes and it's always nice to have you tell me I am your everything."

"You will always be my everything. Always."

Tracy smiled. She turned and the two kissed and snuggled for a long time. Finally sleep started to invade her mind and she yawned. "Come, my submissive. Time for bed."

She held out her hand and they walked up into the master suite and shut the door. After readying themselves for the night, she climbed in. Ken stood waiting at the foot like he always did; just like she had instructed him so many weeks ago. Spreading her legs she invited him to feed once more at her sex. 

"Come my submissive. Come and please me. Ten minutes with no orgasm. You know the drill."

For the next ten minutes they lay quiet. The only sounds were the delicate noises of his tongue lapping gently against her sex, the soft moans those touches elicited, and the rustling of sheets as the two settled in even more comfortably than they were when the feeding started. 

Tracy interrupted the silence satisfied with his adoration. "Who do you obey?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Who do you serve?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Who do you long to please?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Then come. Worship my body."

Tracy was exhausted but she needed to follow through with this. As she continued with the twice-daily mantra let him fondle her body once more and thought back to the instructions given her by Marissa, "you must do the same thing at least once a day in order for the trance to hold. You must make him worship every part of you both mind and body....." Despite her fatigue she gave him her body once more. Despite her overwhelming desire to roll over and sleep she let him worship every part of her. When he had stared long enough at her pussy she spoke.

"Now settle in dear. Lick me and then go to sleep."

"Good night My Mistress."

"Good night My sub."

Down stairs in the basement Tim asked, "Anything else I can get you Mistress Katie?"

"No Tim. Where is Ken."

"He's upstairs sleeping with Mistress Tracy."

"I see. Has he asked about me today?"

"Not today Mistress Katie."

A tear formed in the corner of her eye and then ran quietly down the side of her cheek. That tear had formed most every night and although she was healing, she continued to be in a great deal of emotional pain. "Something wasn't write. It made no sense. Indeed something was very very wrong," She thought.

"I'm going to kill her," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

"Nothing Tim. Nothing. You rest."



The Cabin Ch. 13



August 2

Dear Ken, I know you won't be reading this but it's good for me to write my thoughts. It helps me. I miss you. I miss you so much Sweetheart. I've been awake now for four days and I have not seen you even once. Why are you avoiding me? Why is Tim the one caring for me and not you? Where have you gone? Please come. I need you. I love you. I can't bear not feeling your hand holding mine or not touching my face. Oh, I miss you.

August 5

Kenny, something is not right. I've had lots of time to think. Where ever you are and whatever you are doing, I don't know, but something isn't right. This is not my Kenny. It is not like you to stay away from me. We are always together - something is so wrong. All Tim will tell me is you are with Tracy; that she keeps you busy upstairs; that you are sleeping with her. OK, I made a mistake. I gave her permission to be your mistress. I went too far. I am so sorry for giving you to her but you are still married to me! Damn it. Where are you!

August 8

I'll be up in a few weeks. The nurse says my bones will be strong enough to put weight on them soon. I still haven't seen Ken. I cry myself to sleep every night and think about him all day long. All I've seen is Tim. Both Ken and Tracy never come by. Not even once. She's up to something. She's done something to him. I can hear footsteps upstairs so I know they are here. What could she do to make a man that loves me so deeply not even want to see his wife? She is an evil woman. Beautiful but evil!

August 12

I've had enough of this! She and I will have a talk as soon as I'm up. This is my home and she is a guest! I can see the anxiety in Tim when I talk about this. He is torn. He knows something is not right. The man is a good man but married to an evil woman who has stolen my husband. I can't understand why he caves to everything she tells him to do. Enough is enough.

August 29

After another week of weight bearing exercises with the physical therapist he felt she was strong enough to walk stairs and begin every day activities. He had been to her house daily to stretch, exercise and encourage Katie to move. Everything hurt but she fought through the pain and slowly gained motion and strength, even while still mostly limited to bed. Her hard work and stubbornness paid dividends and her body responded accordingly. She had done everything he had asked and more during those weeks and now the time had come. Katie thanked him as she walked with his assistance up the stairs for the tenth time. Each time she stopped two steps from the top. She didn't want to open it until she knew she could do it on her own. She was well aware that once she opened that door, all hell was going to break loose. 

Later that day she drummed up enough courage and ascended, grasping the handle she turned it and pushed it open. It had been a long-long time since she had been back in the main part of her home. She found Tracy sitting alone. 

"We need to talk, you bitch!"

Tracy's surprised look was replaced by an arrogant one. "Whatever you want." She said nonchalant. "But before you do, let me show you something."

From the coffee table she took items one by one and gave them to Katie to examine.

"Here's my checkbook. See the name and address on it?" she said as Katie took it. "Recognize the account number?"

"No."

"Here. Maybe this will help." She handed her a document containing the bank logo, and a notarized statement verifying Tracy as the account owner. Turning to the second page, Katie's eyes widened as realization occurred. 

"You didn't!" she gasped reading the balances on the three bank accounts.

"I did. I was a busy girl while you were downstairs recovering. And there's more. Here."

Taking another stapled group of papers she saw her 401K now with Tracy's name as the only one on the account. Next was the car title, the other car title, the boat title and finally the deed to the house. All with the name Tracy Longfellow on each document.

"This is not legal. There's no way this will hold up in court!" Katie hissed.

Tracy relaxed, confidently. "The way I see it you have one of two choices," she said ignoring her comment. "You can leave now and be gone or you can submit to me and I'll let you live her as my sub. I need a woman to eat my pussy and to play with now and again."

Katie stared blankly saying nothing.

"Tell you what. I'll give you a day or so to decide."

"Where's Kenny?"

"You mean my sub?"

"Where's Kenny?"

"Upstairs waiting for me."

"Get him down here. I need to get out of here and think and he needs to drive."

Tracy smirked satisfied with her foes predicament. "Sure. I'll let him drive you. But I want you to know that he is mine. That's why he never came to see you. He only wants me."

"Get him down here now!"

Tracy called him on her cell and he immediately appeared in the hall outside the living area. 

"Ken?" Katie called.

He looked at her, taking her in as if he hardly knew her. "Hi." He finally said.

Tracy snapped her fingers and Ken stood before her. "You are to drive her wherever she wants but before you go, eat!"

She spread her legs lewdly and he knelt, burying his head between her legs while she tossed his hair to and fro with her fingers.

"See what I mean Katie? He's mine. I own him."

"You did something to him. That is not the man I married."

"I did do something to him. I gave him my body to enjoy and its twenty years younger than yours. Men are so easy."

"There's more to this."

"No, there's not. He made a choice and his choice was me. You have two days to decide. If you stay I'll explain what I expect. If you go, then you are to be out of here permanently. Two days."

"You disgust me!"

Tracy smiled. "Two days." She held up two fingers and repeated, "Two days."

"Kenny, go to the car. I'll be there in a few minutes." She rose and left, gingerly walking toward the stairs but he didn't move. His face remained plastered against her cunt eating obediently.

Before she disappeared downstairs, Tracy called, "He'll be there when I'm good and ready to let him go. Right now," she moaned as his tongue rekindled those wonderful feelings in her loins, "he's busy taking care of me."

"Ten minutes, Kenny." Katie stated firmly. "Don't you dare keep me waiting."

"Get out of here old woman. Beat it!" Tracy snapped.

She strode to the door. Just before closing it behind her she yelled, "Ten minutes!"

Twenty minutes later Ken appeared. Katie was not happy. She called him over and slapped his face hard. "Why did you keep me waiting? I told you to be here in ten minutes, not twenty!"

"I was busy," he said blankly.

"What's wrong with you? Are you drugged?"

"No ma'am. I'm fine."

"We'll see about that. Get in the car."

A half hour later Katie sat in the office of a dear friend. Beth had a counseling practice in town. They had known one another for years and met for lunch often. Sometime later Beth appeared from behind a closed door and immediately noticed the worry on her friends face.

"Hi Katie."

Without an introduction, Katie said hurriedly, "Do you have time to talk today? I'm at a loss to know what is up with him."

Seeing her concern she answered, "Sure, come in. I always have time for you."

With that, the three entered her office. Beth phoned the secretary to have her next appointment rescheduled. Turning her attention to Katie she listened to the long and complicated story of how she came to meet Tracy, the subsequent mistakes she made giving her access to her husband and the auto accident during which time everything went terribly wrong. Throughout the conversation Beth watched Ken intently, for not only did she know Katie but she was well acquainted with him. When Katie finally finished with her tale and expressed her concern for his sudden change in behavior, Beth asked a few questions to each before giving her opinion.

"I think he is in a trance." She said frankly.

"Do you think that's it?"

"I do. I can see it in his eyes." Turning her attention to him she asked, "Ken," she said. "Does your Mistress have you do anything or say anything every day?"

"Yes, ma'am. Every morning and every night and then she lets me eat her pussy." He went on to explain the mantra the two recited. He spoke as if he was offending no one, although Katie sat listening with tight lips, trying to hold her emotions in check.

"Can you help me?" Katie asked pleading.

"I sure can. Let's get him out of this state and back where he belongs."

She darkened the room, lit a candle and took out a pendent, swinging it gently in front of him. Telling him to watch the moving gem, she slowly walked him back into a semiconscious state. Asking him several questions she eventually learned the key word that had been used to put him in this spell and used it to release him from one that had held him captive for over a month. Satisfied with how he had responded, she walked him back out of the trance she had just put him in to work her magic. She put the pendent away and sat quietly. Slowly he woke, blinked as if he had suddenly woke in a place he he was unaware. Looking around he focused first on Beth and then on Katie. When his eyes fell on her, he burst into tears and threw himself on her.

"Oh Mistress!" he cried, "I thought you had died." 

Katie's eyes welled with tears and they flowed steadily down her cheek as she held the man she loved so dearly. Beth watched the emotions flow as the couple bonded once more.

"I'm OK." She said finally.

"I missed you so much. I missed you so much." He kept repeating. "But I couldn't find you. No one knew where you were."

"It's OK Baby, I'm here and not ever going to leave."

For a long time she held him. They hugged, kissed and hugged one some more. Ken's emotions went in cycles, expressing remorse and loss, then desperately clinging to her and then kissing her longingly. Finally he calmed, and Katie broke their embrace realizing Beth had been sitting only a few feet away watching the entire time.

"That was so beautiful to be a part of," she said. "There is no charge for watching him react as he did."

"I don't know how to thank you. Please let me pay for my time."

"Oh Katie, I'll have none of this. You can treat me to lunch when we next meet and we can call it even if you insist."

"Thank you my dear friend, Thank you." Katie embraced Beth gently, her body still weak and frail.

Two hours later, having just finished lunch in which they laughed and talked nonstop Katie paid their bill and left Dumplings, one of their favorite spots to dine.

"Do you think he will see us?" She asked him once in the car.

"It seems like we are making a habit of forcing ourselves on others today. We can at least try,"

"I love having you back." She squeezed his thigh and smiled that beautiful smile that always made him melt.

"Me too, Katie. Me too. I can't believe she did this to me."

"It's over. That's all that matters. You aren't hers anymore."

Entering the office of Michael Douglass, esquire, Katie asked the woman at the front desk if the attorney was in and available. The cute brunette paged him and a moment later the door opened. Michael stared surprised and then extended his hand to Ken. 

"What in the world brings you here?"

"Mike, this is my wife Katie. We'd like to talk to you about Tracy."

"Tracy! That nutjob? What has she done now?"

Katie glanced first to Michael and then to the secretary and back again. "May we talk to you privately?"

"Absolutely. My apologies for being a little to candid in front of Patricia. She knows me well enough to realize that everything said in this building remains confidential."

"That's nice to hear but I feel more comfortable if she didn't hear the gruesome details," Katie said smiling.

"Does your wife know about everything that happened with you and I and Tracy?" Mike asked candidly.

"Unfortunately she does. We just got done having a long talk about what happened that night. That's when I remembered you were into estate law. We need some good advice from someone that understands property cause she's done something that has to be illegal."

Mike smiled. "I can only imagine."

"We would like to use you to help us with getting us out of a bind we are in with regard to our assets."

"Like I said, that woman is crazy. Beautiful but nuts. What did she do?"

Katie spoke, "Somehow she had everything I own transferred into her name."

"What?" He exclaimed.

"The deed to our house, cars, boat, our 401 K, our bank accounts, everything. Nothing has my name on it. Everything appears to be hers. She showed me the documents. I don't know how she did it but she did and they seem ligit."

"She had to get an attorney to make that happen." He laughed, "I don't mean to make light of this but I can only imagine how she got him to do all this."

Everyone shook their head knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Can you help us?" Katie asked.

"Yes I can. It may take some time to get all this mess undone but yes, there are ways to retrace her steps and undo it all."

"So you can get everything reverted back into my wife's name?"

"Ken, people can't just do something like this that easily. I don't know what she did but it's not going to stay that way." He shook his head amazed at Tracy's brazenness. "Like I said, she's nuts!"

"Can you have our assets frozen? I have over a $100,000 in checking accounts that I don't want her to get to."

"I'll need the account numbers," he said picking up the phone.

Katie quickly fumbled through her purse, finding the numbers she had scribbled down on a scrap piece of paper and handed it to him. "Judge Thompson, Michael Douglass..."

Hanging up the phone he said in a satisfied tone, "Done!" 

"Thank you!" And with those words she closed her eyes and took a deep cleansing breath.

"Michael, you are the man!" Ken reiterated.

"Oh, this will be a satisfying job. I can't wait until I subpoena that woman and her accomplices. I might have to serve it myself, just to see her face."

"Maybe you should. She is a bitch and she went after the wrong woman!"

"My advice to you is to keep this quiet. You never came to me. Don't say anything. She will find out sooner or later when she goes to use her debit card or make a withdrawal."

"Sounds great. But I am going to stir the waters when I get home and lay down the law."

"If you didn't it would be better," Michael stated. "I might be able to get the subpoena as soon as tomorrow. If we know where she is, it will speed the entire process up. Just play her game for another day or so."

Katie smiled. "I think we can do that." She said standing and offering her hand in gratitude.

"We'll be in touch." He said.

When they got back into the car Katie gave her husband strict instructions to act as if he was still under her power. Although he balked at the thought, he eventually agreed, knowing he really had no choice as her submissive. He also realized all that was at stake and doing what he must was essential given the circumstances that had so abruptly changed.

So much had happened in one day; so much good from Katie and Ken's perspective and so much good from Tracy's point of view as well. However she had no idea what had gone on while Katie and Ken were out. If she only knew what Katie had been up to she would have never permitted her to take him with her as her driver. Sometime in the late afternoon they returned. Tracy watched from the window as Ken exited the car and walked deliberately into the house, without either opening Katie's door or waiting to walk beside her. She smiled. 

"Nothing has changed. Oh, she is going to be mine too," she murmured.

When he appeared, she greeted him with open arms and a wet kiss that lingered until long after her foe walked in. Katie appeared tired and weak, and indeed she probably was. Little did Tracy know that much of her demeanor was a facade.

"Nice day out with my man?" Tracy said still hanging all over Ken.

"I'm tired Tracy. I need to rest." 

"Sure, I'll get Tim to bring you some dinner."

"That will be nice. I need to sleep. I ache everywhere."

"Sure Katie, you sleep. I'm going to catch up with Ken on all that you did."

"Whatever," she said heading downstairs. She could barely contain her smile and the laugh that was bursting at the seams. 

"How about you and I talk upstairs in the bedroom?" Tracy said grabbing his crotch.

"Yes ma'am," Ken replied smiling.

"Were you a good boy while out?"

"Of course."

"You didn't do anything I'd disapprove of?"

"We walked. We had lunch. Katie visited a friend she has known for years."

"You did well. Now let me reward you. Kneel and lick my pussy."

Tracy slipped out of her jeans, stood at the foot of the bed and placed one foot on the mattress, opening up her sex for him to enjoy.

"You are beautiful Mistress," Ken moaned as he came to her.

"I am. I know. But I love that you remind me so often. It lets me know just how much you love me."

"I do," he muffled, his mouth now pressed firmly against her moistening pussy. Soon she began to grind on his face and he reciprocated by tonguing her ever more deeply. As her emotions billowed she grabbed his head with two hands, and violently used his mouth, tongue and nose to bring her to a powerful orgasm. 

Ken tended to her throughout the night, eating her, fucking her and eating her again. The night ended as it began with her asking him the same questions that he responded to in the same way: 

"Who do you obey?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Who do you serve?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Who do you long to please?"

"You, my Mistress."

"Then come. Worship my body."

And so he did, first tending to her face, then her breasts and then her pussy, eventually nestling between her legs where he fell asleep. The following morning the two began their day the same way it had ended and Ken treated her once more to a powerful orgasm. She had him perform his service while she took a shower. While she clung to the showerhead, with water running down her body, he licked and ate, gulping in water that fell from her body along with the juices she naturally secreted. As she neared she wrapped both legs around his shoulders, squeezed them tight and dug her heels against his back, effectively pulling his head into her sex while she came screaming with delight. 

After she calmed she had him repeat the process once more back in the bedroom, this time while laying supine she sat on his face. This final time Tracy squirted, something she had never done before. A large amount of fluid gushed forth from her pussy as she came, filling his mouth to overflowing. The culmination of him spending an hour between her legs, the fact that she was about to take ownership of both he and Kate, and now the squirting that took her completely by surprise, resulted in wave after wave after wave of delicious and glorious emotions that flooded her mind and body. 

"Ohhhhh yessss!!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh yessss. Come oooo-nnnn, Oh, my god, you feee-lll soooo good," she said again and again. 

Her encouragement only made him quicken his hastiness to bring her over the edge. And over the edge did she go.

"OOOOOHHHH, mmmmmmmm, aaggghhhhhhh," she screamed. Most of her utterances were unintelligible but all revealed the immense passion and desire she felt for Ken and the joy he brought her throughout the day - and would be bringing her now indefinitely.

Soon after the quivering, shuttering spasms had settled, and Tracy had regained some control of her emotions, Tim knocked on the door informing her that someone was here with a certified letter she needed to sign.

"What in the hell do you want?" She snapped.

"Michael, the guy you had here the other day is here with a certified letter you need to sign. It looks official. He's an attorney." he said cowering from her outrage.




The Cabin Ch. 13



Tracy threw on a robe and tore down the stairs. She passed Katie sitting in the living room smiling.

"Good morning Mistress Tracy," she said politely. But her eyes betrayed her sincerity and Tracy knew it.

Ignoring her she answered the door and stood face to face with Michael.

"What do you want?!" She snapped.

"Hi Sweetheart. You're in a great mood today," he said sarcastically. "This is a subpoena that I wanted to hand deliver to you. I didn't want it to get lost between the judges office and your home."

"A what?"

"A subpoena."

"For what?"

"Everything is explained in the enclosed document. Would you like me to explain it to you?"

She opened the letter and quickly scanned the cover page: YOU ARE COMMANDED to produce and permit inspection and copying of the following documents or objects at the place, date and time.

Below each asset in question was listed. As she browsed the subpoena her face reddened and she turned to Katie,

"You did this. Didn't you?"

"Did what Mistress Tracy? What on earth are you talking about?"

She tore into the living area and jumped on Katie punching, scratching and pulling hair. 

"I own this house!" she screamed. "I own everything!"

Almost immediately Michael pulled her away holding her tight in a bear hug while she kicked and screamed. Ken came flying down the stairs when he heard the commotion and assisted him in restraining her. Finally she stilled and Katie spoke.

"Look. I'm not an idiot. Did you think I was going to just let you take everything that I've worked a lifetime to acquire?"

"Everything is legally mine. I had an attorney draw up the documents!"

Michael added, "I just stopped by your attorney's place and gave him one of these a few minutes ago, and I went to the bank too and talked to your notary friend."

"You! You're involved in this?"

"I'm representing Katie," he said smiling. "I normally have a paralegal deliver these kinds of things, but I felt that after all that happened the other day and how you threw me out of here I'd deliver it personally. Call it a form of payback if you want."

"You know these assets are mine," Tracy insisted.

"Oh come on!" Katie said sarcastically. "Do you really think that you can blackmail people and make things happen that are completely over the top?"

Tracy stared vehemently. Katie met her gaze with a satisfied smile. 

"Oh, and by the way sweetheart, my husband is no longer under your spell. I figured that one out yesterday as well and had it broken. He spent the night with you only because I told him he had to."

"There's no way you did that."

"Go ahead, see how obedient he is. Go on," Katie prodded.

"Kneel!" Tracy commanded.

Ken stood still.

"I said kneel sub!"

"Ken, come here," Katie said mildly.

He walked behind his wife and placed both hands on her shoulders. "I told you he isn't yours. You are an evil woman. You tried to take everything when I gave you so much. I don't understand people like you. I really don't."

"Nice people finish last," Tracy said spitefully.

"Looks like you're proving that statement wrong. I think it's more likely that the statement 'Tracy is going to jail' is more likely to be true in this case."

She looked intently at Michael as realization struck. Her demeanor changed almost instantaneously from one of arrogance to fear to manipulation.

"Michael," she cooed, "you won't send me to jail over all this silliness will you?"

"I don't make those decisions baby. That's up to the judge but if you didn't do this legally and with her consent, you are going to jail. That is for certain."

"And then you get to sleep with some real cuties." Katie said laughing. "I bet they will have a good time having fun with your body. Ha! Just think, you will be the one eating pussy," she said smiling, "big hairy smelly pussy."

"I don't want to spoil your party folks but I need to get back to work and there's a police officer outside. He's going to be putting a monitoring device on you because of your flight risk."

"Michael...," she pleaded. "Tell him I don't need that. C'mon. Help me here. You're an attorney."

"I'm her attorney. She hired me. You'll have to talk to your own attorney."

"If she can afford one," Katie added. "She has no money."

"I have over a $1,000,000 you asshole."

"No, you don't. Everything has been frozen. Looks like you'll have to get a court appointed lawyer. Those are ones that aren't smart enough to start their own practice. See you in court." 

Katie grabbed her husband's hand and left the room, escorting Michael to the front door. The officer, who had been waiting patiently entered when he left. He secured the monitoring device, told her how it worked and that she was limited to the confines of the house and left shortly thereafter. As soon as the door closed, Katie reappeared.

"You're sleeping in the basement. Tim will bring you food and will move your clothes downstairs. Don't you dare set foot anywhere up here. Do you understand - bitch?"

Neither said anything and Tracy didn't put up any further fuss. The fact that so much had gone so wrong, in so short of time, was mindboggling. She thought for certain that Katie would have simply caved to her will, especially when she saw how devoted Ken had become to her. She had underestimated her profoundly and now was paying the price. What had started off so good, only a few months ago with the realization that she was a dominant woman who owned her husband, had turned sour in a magnitude she had never thought possible.

Two weeks later the judged returned a guilty verdict, sentencing her to one to three years of imprisonment in a minimum security facility. Her attorney had been disbarred and the notary fined. Tim was the only one who escaped charges. Katie had always held a tender spot for him in her heart. He was a good man; married to a crazy woman but a good man at heart. She extended him an open offer to live in their basement until he could get his life back in order. It had taken but another week before he found a well-paying HVAC job and begun the process of saving for a house. Ken and Katie insisted that he stay so as to maximize his savings and he gratefully accepted their offer. 

...

In early December while shopping for Christmas some months later in the local mall, Katie pointed out three couples to her husband. All were cute, well dressed and interacting casually over a meal.

"How about you go ask the guys if they want to spend a week at the cabin watching the upcoming College Bowl games? I'll invite the ladies over for lunch."

Ken smiled. "How about we have a boring weekend at home instead - just you and me?"

"Are you disobeying your Mistress?" She said trying not to smile.

Ignoring her question he asked one of his own. "Do you really want to take a chance that one of those just might be Tracy's sister?" He smiled broadly.

"You do bring up a good point. Maybe we should just go home and wait awhile before we try that again."

"Again?"

"Sure. Jenny and Deb are doing great."

"But -"

"Hush, my sweet sub. Let's talk about this later." She wrapped both of her arms around him and together they walked through the eating commons and out the door. 

"They are married to some cute guys." She said. "But you might be right. I'll think on it some more before deciding anything definite."

"Thank you Miss Katie. I love you."

"I love you to My Kenny."

The End!



The Cabin Ch. 2



As we lay still cuddling and recovering, I feel you roll over to face me. You gather me into your arms, pull me close and hold me tightly. You begin kissing me, lightly at first, working towards taking my breath away. Your kisses begin to get deeper and deeper. You feel my desire blooming for you but you want me soaking wet again. 

I feel your mouth leave mine and place kisses down my neck, around to the right side, nipping and sucking, bruising my skin, tasting our scent, feeling the sting of the salty taste from sweating as we made love the night before and from this mornings session. I feel you licking and sucking your way down to my tits, you begin licking and sucking my nipples, knowing you are teasing me. You know I love it when you squeeze my breasts tightly, sucking and nibbling on the nipples. You watch my body thrust forward into yours, wanting more, needing you, begging for your touch deep inside me. I feel you ever so slowly slide your hand downward. 

I gasp in anticipation of your fingers plunging deeply inside of me. You hesitate, I moan, I beg you to please give it to me, but your hand slips back up my body and returns to my breast. You continue to lick and suck on each of my breasts and as each responds to your mouth, you begin to roll my nipples between your thumb and finger with just the right pressure to keep me gasping for my breath. You take one nipple between your teeth as only you can do, knowing I trust you and you bring me to the first of many intense orgasms. You immediately move over to the other nipple and bring me more pleasure, knowing that I am capable of cumming for you many times. You watch as my body responds to your touches, knowing exactly when to let go and when to start again, bringing me to heights I have never realized before. 

I beg you to finger fuck me, I need to feel you deep inside me, but you are not content that I am ready for you yet. I feel your mouth moving down over my body, lower and lower until you reach my private heaven. You spread my legs wider and lick the swollen lips of my pussy, as I climb that invisible wall that we both seem to need when we make love. I feel you tasting my juices with the tip of your tongue, my hips rising to try to get your mouth where I want it, but you just tease, gently dipping your tongue between the lips and across the tip of my clit, tracing the lips of my pussy. I am calling out your name, begging you to give me what I so desperately want and need, withering under you, but you just continue to tease me, bringing me to the highest heights, then as you retreat, the disappointing lows. You are building the passion you know I am capable of. You love to tease and torture me with pleasure, gently pushing me beyond what I believe to be my limits. Just when I think I can’t take any more you show me that I can, and I will, because it is what pleases you.

I watch as you move your hands over my body, along with the skills of your mouth to bring me even more pleasure. You won’t be satisfied until I have cum hard for you again. Slowly, I feel the heat rising up through my body, exploding in my brain as I scream when I cum this time. You move your body up and behind me to hold me in your arms until the tremors subside and my breathing returns to a relaxed pace. You offer me a drink of the ice water beside the bed and I sip it into my parched mouth. 

I feel your hand move down on my thigh reaching for my swollen pussy; I push my hips back into your body, feeling your hardness against my ass. Feeling your cock pressed into my skin, I want you desperately to finger fuck my pussy. I remember the feelings of your fingers from before, I can see you touching me deep inside, as you finger fuck my pussy. You trace the outer lips of my pussy with two fingers. I press out to capture the fingers but they elude me. You whisper in my ear as you bite gently on my neck, telling me you are going to fuck me now.

Moving from behind me and gently laying me down, you position yourself over me and force me to look into your eyes as you enter me with your hard cock. Watching my eyes, you see the intense pleasure shoot through me as you press your cock deep within my pussy. I want you to plunge in and out of me hard and fast, I am so hot for you. You begin to move ever so slowly in me, taking your time, building another explosive orgasm in me.  
 Slowly you pull out and slide down my body. You taste my juices. Running your tongue over and over my clit, sucking hard, gently biting, you bring me to all new heights and you watch intently as I explode when you take my pussy with your fingers. I=m drowning in the pleasure of your fingers and tongue. You take me over and over with your fingers, knowing I can give you more, as you begin slowing the pace, I can catch my breath again, and once more you finger fuck me to orgasm all over again. 

I watch as you rise above me again and slowly enter my swollen, dripping wet pussy. I long for your silky smooth cock to plunge in and out of my wet pussy, the deep muscles of my pussy gripping your cock each and every time you plunge deep, milking you. Gazing into each others eyes waiting for the ultimate, knowing you will prolong this as long as you can; giving me all of the pleasures you have to offer. You know I will take them selfishly as I give myself over to you. Rhythmically we move with one another, my hips rising for each plunge, looking into your soul, my eyes a window to my heart, begging for the release I long for, the one you know will bring tears to my eyes, you know I have not given you everything, for you continue to make slow, lingering, passionate love to my pussy, my hands exploring your back, gripping your butt, my eyes still begging for the ecstasy that only you can release from me, and as you begin to see the tears pooling within my eyes, you finally bring us both to the highest heights, beyond the heavens, like nothing you have ever experienced, my body trembling under you as I pour everything I have left over your exploding cock, our cum mixing inside of me, both of holding on for dear life, then collapsing into the others arms.



The Cabin Ch. 3



You slowly wake feeling my tongue slowly licking your cock and expertly licking your balls. I move back and forth from your balls to your cock so you don’t get overly excited. You roll over on your back to give me best access and I continue to slowly lick and kiss my way around.

I look into your eyes as I slip up between your legs, slowly licking and kissing up one thigh and down the other, you feel only my warm breath as I pass your stiff cock, in order to spend equal time on the other thigh. I slowly cover it with gentle kisses and licks working my way back up.

I look up at you seeing the pleasure in your face and I lick you from your balls to the head of your cock in one very long and deliberate lick. I concentrate on just the shaft of your cock, slowly devouring you. Slowly and methodically licking from base to head until I have covered every inch, felt the skin with my tongue, tasted you.

I slide down to gently and slowly lick and suck your balls. I want to experience the different textures of your skin, inhale your scent enjoy you slowly and deliberately. I slip down to that very sensitive skin just below your balls and with just the tip of my tongue, firmly tease that skin, licking back and forth, taking my time, listening to your breathing and knowing you are enjoying the pleasure I am giving to you, you can hear me moan as it gives me pleasure too. I lick from tailbone to balls and back over and over then work backward to your balls again, then the shaft, leisurely, covering every inch all over again.

I slip my tongue over the head of your cock, taking that pre-cum into my mouth and savoring the taste of you. I take the tip of my tongue and softly tease just the rim of the head of your cock, around and around, paying special attention to that sensitive skin on the under side.

I press my lips firmly together around just the head of your cock and gently suck, teasing the eye with my tongue, gently raking my teeth over it, feeling the silkiness of the stretched skin and tasting you.

I am so wet and excited I could cum, but I plunge my mouth down over your entire cock, taking you deep into my throat, pressing my lips around you again, firmly; then ever so slowly pulling up, no sucking just yet, just licking and firm lips wrapped around you, pulling up to the head again and sucking gently, licking and teasing. And before you know it, I plunge my mouth down over your cock again, pressing my lips firmly together and I begin to pull up, this time letting my teeth gently rake up the entire shaft of your cock, and I firmly suck the head this time. 

I begin to build a rhythm, face fucking your cock, taking you deep in my mouth and sucking you, a little faster, a little deeper and a little stronger. My mouth engulfs your cock, I feel your hands reaching out for my hair, your fingers running through my hair as you apply slight pressure and I take more of you, licking, sucking, faster, harder, deeper, tasting, feeling, smelling, feeling you swell even more, knowing you are ready to cum, I slide my body up yours, My skin next to your skin, feeling you so close. Looking into your eyes.

I kiss you deeply again, my breathing deep and heavy with all the desire I have for you, you wrap me in your arms as you kiss me in return, then roll me onto my back, looking into my eyes you fill me with your hard cock, taking my breath away. Agonizingly slow you enter me, filling me, looking in my eyes and kissing me again as you take me inch by inch, reaching the depths of me. I reach around to hold your hips trying to keep you deep in me, but you have other plans you hold me close and begin tiny movements in and out, teasing me, I whisper in your ear, baby please take me, you feel so good. 

I raise my hips to meet your every stroke you feel so good and we fit like a hand and glove. I whisper in your ear how good you feel buried deep inside of me and that I am ready to cum for the first time. I gasp and pull you tightly against me as I loudly moan, coming for you. My body trembles and subsides. My heart racing as you bring me to those heights of pleasure that only you can reach.

I am so wet and so hot I want more. You start thrusting faster into my pussy; I raise my legs and spread them wider to give you better access. I rise to meet each thrust and squeeze your cock with the muscles in my pussy. I feel you swell, ready to cum in me. I feel every inch of you as you plunge inside me. I whisper, ready baby, you moan out letting me know and explode in me causing me to cum hard again for you.

I wrap you in my arms as you collapse down over my body. I remind you that we must go home today. You continue to lie on top of my body and I hold you even closer as we drift into that space that contented lovers go and fade away. 

I gently wake you, because I need to get up to get water. I feel you slip from my arms over on your side and I get up. As I reach the kitchenette I hear you moving in the bedroom. You slipped your clothes on and offer to drive down the mountain. I readily agree and gather my clothes and dress. We gather everything and load the car as it is warming up. The snow is beautiful as we make our way back down to the main road. Another kidnapped weekend comes to a close.



take the purple knob just inside my mouth, flicking my tongue all over and around, while my hand seeks out the shaft of your cock to rub up and down, moving my lips down, taking more of you into my throat, sucking, licking and teasing. I kiss my way up to the nipples that reach out for my lips and tongue; I gently put pressure on one with only my lips, my tongue flicking fast across it. You reach down to me and show me that you want me to come up beside you. You pull me close and whisper in my ear that you want me and that my mouth excites you so much you have to be inside me. I turn to you and kiss you hard, wantonly, sucking your tongue, exploring both lips, sucking, licking and then deeply kissing you as I swing my leg over you, feeling for your cock, finding it and placing you inside my pussy, only taking the first couple inches, squeezing you with my love muscle, milking the head of your cock. 

I kiss you and plunge down taking you to the hilt deeply inside me; I stop, allowing us both to catch our breath. I move ever so slowly up and down your cock, squeezing on the up stroke, releasing on the down stroke, driving you wild. You moan to let me know you are enjoying me fucking you. I work on your cock for a while then I want to taste the combination of us, moving down I take you completely into my throat sucking hard as I pull up to the tip, diving down again, just to get the taste. I let go and begin to kiss your nipples again, you roll me over on to my knees and plunge deep inside my pussy, you take me with so much passion that I am breathless, I am moaning and calling out your name, telling you to take me, Take Me Hard, fast and deep, you are so excited that you cum in a few strokes. You cum so much it slides down between my ass cheeks before you even pull out. 

You collapse onto me and we roll on our sides and rest awhile. You fall asleep; I get up to cook our dinner. I am nude walking around the cabin as you have made the fire perfectly. I decide to open a bottle of champagne and pour myself a small amount. Then I get an idea, so I put that plan into action. I gather the fresh strawberries and whipped cream from the fridge, and with the champagne I head for the bedroom to wake you. I softly walk up to the bed only to find you lying on your back, arms above your head looking out to the stars. I sit down on the side of the bed and I tell you its snack time. I squirt whipped cream on your cock, pour champagne over your nipples and proceed to lick it all off. The champagne was so good tasting from your skin I have to have more, so I pour more down across your cock and balls, I then move down to gently lick every drop off of your balls, kissing as I go along and after I have gotten it all I move up to lick and suck it off your cock, so very good, I can’t get enough of you, I moan loudly letting you I love these feelings, the taste of you, the sounds emulating from deep within you as I bring you to yet another orgasm. 

We get up shower and have dinner. When we finish we decide to stoke up the fire and relax in front of it, watching the flames grow, feeling the heat, just laying back talking, your head laying in my lap as we talk, enjoying one another, sharing our dreams for the future. Reluctantly the weekend has come to a close and we must get ready to leave. As we drive home you tell me that you truly enjoyed this weekend and look forward to the next.