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A1 Wife Conversion - Parts 3 & 4
by Ljdoofus75 (ljdoofus75@gmail.com)

***

This is a continuation of a story from Directories 78. 
Kathy, my wife, is learning how to become more sexual 
and I am doing all that I can to help. For those of you 
who don't want to read Parts I and II right now, here's 
a short character reference. However, I would recommend 
starting at the beginning. I think you'll find it 
interesting. (MM+, MF-cpls, MFF, FF, fist, d/s, oral, 
anal, bd) 

***

Kathy – My wife is about 5'6", slender build with raven 
black neck-length silken hair. She has porcelain colored 
skin that contrasts her hair. Her eyes are blue. They 
have a very dark ring around the iris' outer edge and 
the rest is very light blue with "black hole" pupils. 
She has a nice rack of 33Ds that have dark brown 2" 
diameter areolas with nipples that are perked upward. 
Her waist is 23" with hips that measure 34". She keeps 
her bush nicely trimmed and has just a "silver dollar" 
sized patch above her slit. She has a 108 IQ. 

Pat - Pat is a strikingly beautiful woman about 5'9" 
with long muscular legs. She has pouty full lips. Her 
hair is blonde and mid-back length with eyes like blue 
diamonds. She has perfect feet. Her toes are straight 
and even. They are hairless. Her fingers are long and 
slender. She has perfectly rounded evenly matched 32C 
breasts with dark areolas about the size of a quarter 
and nipples that stick straight out. Her belly button is 
usually adorned with a diamond stud. Her skin is like 
satin and her 33" hips flare out and up to a nice 24" 
waist. She is a natural blonde with a 2" landing strip 
of well-groomed pubes. 


PART III

It was getting to be the routine that Kathy and I would 
debrief the sexual events of the days before to check in 
with each other on how we felt about what happened and 
whether we enjoyed it or not.

Looking at my lovely wife in her PJs with her hair 
disheveled as she sat at the breakfast table sipping 
some coffee, I said, "I've never seen you cum so many 
times. I think you came when Jim's 10" cock was rammed 
down your throat; several more times when he was 
splitting your pussy in half and again when he was 
pounding your ass."

Kathy looked up coyly over her cup and said, "Don't 
forget when Pat was drowning me with her cunt on my 
face."

I responded, "Well, did you enjoy yourself as much as I 
think you did?"

"Yes! It was the most fulfilled I've ever felt and it 
was wonderful that you were there to enjoy it with me," 
she said.

I replied, "Well for sure, your enjoyment was much more 
physically significant than my emotional release, but I 
did take pleasure in watching you have all those 
orgasms. It certainly was erotic and I don't remember 
cumming without ever touching my cock while I was fully 
awake before. So, are you saying that you would like do 
something like that again?" I queried.

My wife replied, "Not today. My jaw, pussy and ass are 
so sore that I can barely talk or walk and I keep 
farting uncontrollably." She laughed.

"You know what I mean!" I said with some disgust.

With a serious look on her face she replied, 
"Truthfully, Honey, I really liked being used and abused 
like that. Let me see if I can explain. You always treat 
me like a queen. You're so gentle and kind. Sometimes I 
just want to feel like, forgive my wording, a slut."

"I never knew you wanted that. I don't know if I could 
ever treat you that way, I love you so much." I 
responded with some angst in my voice.

"Until yesterday, I never knew I wanted that either," 
she confided. "I guess it's easier to abuse someone if 
you barely know them. It's anonymous sex where anything 
goes and you're only interested in your wants and 
needs."

"What do you want me to do?" I asked with some 
trepidation.

Kathy replied, "Well, why don't we just think about it 
for a while and we can talk about again later when 
things aren't so fresh."

After a short pause, she said, "Let's talk about Gary, 
another guy and you for me."

"You really want to watch me have sex with two guys?" I 
asked.

My wife replied, "You know how excited I get when I see 
cum going into your mouth. I'm starting to enjoy 
watching you suck their cocks, too. I just think it 
would be twice as exciting watching you service two 
guys. Please for me!" as she batted her beautiful eye 
lashes.

She knew exactly how to push my buttons and knew I 
wouldn't say no. I responded with, "If it means that 
much to you, OK. I'll talk to Gary and see what we can 
come up with. I'm sure he knows someone who would like 
their cock sucked."

Kathy replied in baby talk, "You're such a sweet baby to 
me." She leaned over the table flashing one of her 
breasts and kissed me. "Thank you, Honey, you won't be 
disappointed."

She pushed her chair back and walked over to my side of 
the table. She slipped her hand under my bathrobe as she 
knelt down and parted my legs and began fondling my 
cock, which took notice immediately. She said, "Let me 
see what I can do for this poor little dicky."

She began to lick its length and swirl her tongue around 
its head. She slipped her mouth over it and began 
sucking me. She even took it all the way down to my 
pubic mound a few times, which felt great especially 
when she was tonguing it while down there. I told her I 
was going to cum, but she just kept sucking until I blew 
my load in her precious mouth. With each cum spurt, she 
moaned, like she was eating her favorite desert. 

She kept sucking and stroking my nuts until I started to 
shrink then she opened her mouth to show me my deposit, 
swished her tongue around in the liquescent white 
material and swallowed. Followed by the statement, "I'm 
glad you turned me on to this stuff. It's really tasty." 
It was the best blowjob ever. At that moment, I would 
have sucked off ten guys for her.

Tuesday the next week as soon as I arrived at work, I 
approached Gary about adding another guy to our mix. I 
asked, "Do you have anyone in mind?"

He said, "There are a couple options. I have this friend 
who is bi and I know he would enjoy you sucking his cock 
and in addition, he could fuck your wife. What do you 
think? It would be a nice surprise for Kathy."

Thinking back on my wife's breakfast conversation and 
her desire to be treated like a "sometime slut", I said, 
"Let's do it."

I was so excited about the arrangements, I decided to go 
home for lunch and surprise Kathy with the news in 
person. My plan was to simply tell her that Gary and I 
had all the arrangements made for Saturday evening, but 
not tell her about her getting fucked.

As lunch time approached, I got a stirring in my loins 
and thought that if I played my cards right, I could get 
some "afternoon delight". As I approached our house, I 
noticed a beat up old car in our driveway that I didn't 
recognize. I decided to park around the corner and 
investigate. I stealthily entered through the back door 
and closed it very slowly. 

I heard sounds coming from our bedroom, but I couldn't 
understand what was being said. Our bedroom has an 
adjoining bathroom that has a hallway entrance, too. I 
cracked open the hallway door to the bathroom. The 
vanity mirror gave me a clear view of our bed. I saw 
Kathy naked lying on her back and Pat had her fist in my 
wife's cunt. My cock immediately sprang to full length. 
Pat was slowly twisting her hand around in Kathy's 
snatch, which by her moaning must have had her on the 
edge.

Pat said, "Kathy, do you like this?"

My wife responded, "Oh yes, it feels so good. You have 
wonderful hands. You make me feel so good in a bad way."

Pat questioned, "Do you want me to let you cum?"

"Oh yes, please let me cum," she replied.

Pat said, "No, I don't think so. Not until you tell me 
you love me."

Kathy said, "I don't love you, but I do love what you do 
to me."

Pat said with some indignation, "Well, if you going to 
be like that, I'll just stop." With that said, Pat 
removed her hand from my wife's cunt.

Kathy begged, "Noooooo, please don't stop."

Pat snarled at her, "You need to learn who's in charge 
here." She began to get dressed.

I hustled up and left out the back door. My cock was 
still hard as a rock as I sat in the car with my mind 
replaying the vision of what I'd seen and heard. A 
couple minutes later, I saw Pat pull out of the driveway 
and drive off. It has always amazed me that beautiful 
women drive such beat up old pieces of shit cars. I 
decided to give my wife a call to tell her I'd be home 
for lunch and I was only a couple minutes away.

I pulled in the drive and went through the front door. 
Kathy came out of the bedroom to meet me. I could smell 
the sex in the air, but didn't mention it. My wife said, 
"Gee, it's nice that you could come home for lunch. Do 
you want some of what we had for dinner last night?"

I said, "That'll be fine." Noticing that her eyes were a 
little red, I asked, "Say, have you been crying?"

Kathy said, "Yes, just a little."

"What's got my baby so upset?" I questioned.

She said, "I was just thinking about what we've been 
doing lately and I'm not sure it's the right thing."

"I thought you were enjoying yourself and the new slut 
you've become," I said.

Kathy responded with, "Don't say it like that! That 
sounds so vulgar and mean coming from you. It's just not 
like you."

"Sorry, Sweetie. Do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

"Yes," continuing she said, "What do you think of Pat?"

"You know, I think she's a beautiful woman that really 
knows a lot about sexual things. Except for you, she is 
the hottest woman I've ever met and she knows how to 
fuck, suck cock and eat pussy better than anyone I've 
ever seen. I'd bet that there are some things that her 
Aunt Karen taught her that we haven't seen yet. Why do 
you ask?" I replied.

"You know the way she tells you what she wants," Kathy 
said.

I replied, "Yeah, she knows what she wants and isn't shy 
about making it happen. I kind of like being bossed 
around by her. At least, you know you are doing what she 
wants at that moment. It's kinda sexy in a bizarre way. 
If she was a guy, she would be a general or someone like 
that. She just has something about her that's commanding 
and magnetic."

Kathy answered, "I really like her. She's so beautiful, 
but there's something else about her that scares me at 
the same time. I just can't put my finger on it yet, but 
I've been thinking about how she treated me and how that 
made me feel."

"And how's that?" I responded.

"Well, in one way, I enjoyed her demands and the way she 
forced her cunt into my mouth and made me drink her cum. 
But then on the other hand, I just didn't think that was 
right. It made me feel like I was... being raped," Kathy 
said with her voice breaking.

"Wow, it sounds like this has got you really upset," I 
replied with as much sympathy as I could manage. "But 
did you like it?"

"In a sick perverse way, I did, but I don't know what I 
can do about the way she makes me feel. The logical side 
of my brain says I shouldn't let her control me, but the 
emotional side says it feels so good letting go. I hate 
it when my brain plays pros and cons. You know how I 
like it to be one way or the other – no middle. I just 
don't know. My feelings are so confused right now. Maybe 
we should stop seeing her," she continued.

"Well, if that's what you want, I'm OK with it. 
Although, it means we'll have to find another woman to 
take her place if we are going to continue your 
education. That'll be hard to do because she knows so 
much about things," I replied.

Kathy said, "Let's not talk about this anymore right 
now. Why did you come home for lunch today?"

I replied, "I wanted to tell you that I talked with Gary 
and we are all set for Saturday evening. We'll be ready 
to perform for your gratification and satisfaction."

"Oh, Honey, you're the best. Thanks so much for all you 
do for me and how much you love me. It should be fun. I 
think I'm getting wet already," she replied.

I replied in sarcastic tone, "I'll bet you are. Save 
that thought for later."

I decided to forgo the "afternoon delight" idea; ate 
lunch and returned to work. After the episode I'd seen, 
I decided to go by the house every day at lunch just to 
check to see if Pat's car was in the neighborhood. I 
never saw it. I even checked with our nosy neighbor 
across the street, Marge. She said, "I've seen that car 
there every day for the last three weeks, but it hasn't 
been there since Tuesday. The woman that drives it is 
really beautiful. I know you won't believe this, but I 
looked that good – back in the day."

I patted her hand and replied, "Marge, you're still a 
looker for a mature woman. Thanks for the info."

She smiled and said, "No, thank you. You made my day. I 
do have one request though."

"Sure, anything," I said.

"Would you walk away real slow, so I can get a good look 
at that cute butt of yours?" she asked.

"It would be an honor, Marge, you vixen," I replied.

I checked our phone records and noticed that Kathy had 
called Pat's number several times during the week, but 
based on the time duration, only a few seconds, my wife 
either lost her nerve or the call when to voice mail and 
she hung up. Things were uneventful the rest of the week 
and Saturday finally arrived.

Kathy was in a really good mood. She was dressed to the 
nines and had made appetizers and the fixings. I must 
admit my cock was stirring in my pants most of the 
afternoon like a caged lion. The doorbell rang at 
straight up six o'clock. I went to the door; opened it 
and it was Gary and his friend, Bill. Kathy met them as 
they entered the door with a big smile on her face. She 
looked pretty excited about our guests.

Bill was a good looking guy about 6' maybe 35 to 40. He 
didn't have a wedding ring on, but that doesn't mean 
much nowadays. He had brown hair with a couple early 
gray ones around his temples. He wasn't fat, but I don't 
think he worked out like Jim did.

Kathy said, "Gary, you know where the snacks are. Why 
don't you show Bill?"

We all took are places around the coffee table in the 
chairs and on the couch. We spent about thirty minutes 
with get to know you conversations when Kathy began to 
glare at me. Knowing what that meant, I said to Gary 
looking in my wife's direction, "I think we're being 
requested to begin."

Gary replied, "Oh, I believe you're correct in that 
assumption. Bill, why don't we all sit here on the couch 
and let Kathy watch for now."

I was in the middle between Bill and Gary. I rested my 
right hand in Bill's lap and began to lightly rub up and 
down on his ever increasing blue jean bulge. Gary was 
rubbing my cock in a similar fashion with similar 
results. With my left hand, I began to rub Gary's 
already hard cock. That's when the doorbell rang again. 
I said, "Let me get rid of whomever it is and I'll be 
right back."

When I opened the door, Pat was standing there. I was 
puzzled and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Pat responded, "Gary invited me as an extra bonus."

When Kathy saw Pat, her face turned ashen white and she 
wobbled a little, but steadied herself on the door. I 
thought she was going to faint.

I turned toward the living room and shouted, "Gary, you 
shifty son-of-a-bitch. Guess who's here?"

He replied, "Could it be Pat?"

We invited her in and she took a spot on the love seat 
with Kathy in the overstuffed chair opposite the couch 
where all the guys were. Gary said, "Pat your timing is 
perfect. We were just getting started, so you haven't 
missed a thing."

Gary looked at me and said, "I knew Pat enjoyed the last 
time we were all together and I thought it would be 
great to invite her over for this session. I hope it's 
OK?"

I replied, "Sure, the more the merrier. It'll give us a 
few more options, if Pat's so inclined." She gave us the 
thumbs-up.

I was watching Kathy to see how all this was going over 
with her. She kept her eyes strictly on the guys with a 
quick glance to Pat every now and then. It looked like 
the situation would be OK, so I placed my hands back on 
their respective cocks and we began again.

Bill and Gary were both rubbing my cock, which given the 
stimulation and how beautiful Pat and Kathy looked, was 
hard as a diamond. Kathy said, "Why don't you guys get 
naked?"

We all stood up and stripped. Bill was a neat freak 
because he folded and placed his pile of clothes and 
shoes carefully away from the action. Gary and I just 
ripped ours off and threw them in a heap next to the 
piano.

Gary's 8" cock was fully engaged and Bill had a nice 
looking 6" like mine, but his was thicker.

Pat was lightly stroking the inner thighs of her nicely 
tanned long legs. Kathy seemed to be taking her cues 
from pat and began doing the same.

Looking at me, Gary said, "Since Bill is the new guest 
here, why don't you start with him. I'll just jump in 
where I think I'm needed."

I went to take Bill's cock into my mouth when he said, 
"Lick it up and down first."

As I lowered my face toward his member, I could smell 
the slight fragrance of apple emanating from his crotch 
area. I guess he had shampooed that area too. The smell 
kinda turned me on. I began licking his shaft like it 
was an ice cream cone on a hot August day.

Gary began the same treatment on my cock. I was in my 
own world with a tongue on my cock and mine on another. 
I slipped Bill's cock into my mouth and went down to his 
pubic mound. It tasted good and filled my mouth.

While I had a mouthful of cock, I heard Pat say, "Kathy, 
I think your husband is a natural born cocksucker. He 
really loves 'em."

Gary said, "Why don't you get between Bill's legs and 
suck him while I suck your cock from below."

That sounded like a great idea to me, so we all assumed 
the positions. Gary was sucking my cock and I was 
getting close. I pulled off of Bill's cock and said, "I 
don't want to cum right now. Hold off a little."

Gary responded, "I've got another idea. Why don't you 
suck us both?"

He sat next to Bill and I proceeded to suck Bill then 
Gary alternating every few of sucks. I saw that Pat had 
her dress up to her waist and was rubbing her pussy 
lips. Kathy had done the same and was rubbing her cunt 
as she licked her lips like a person in need of water in 
the unrelenting desert sun.

Bill was getting close when he grabbed my head and 
wouldn't let me get off his cock. He came in my mouth. I 
knew Kathy would be disappointed that she didn't get to 
see his cum go into my mouth, so I sat up, turned toward 
her and let it slowly dribble out of my mouth down 
chest. It must have been the right thing to do because 
Kathy began moaning while rubbing her clit. Just then, 
Pat approached my wife and stared into her eyes and 
offered her hand and Kathy accepted and was led over to 
me. Pat said, "Kathy, why don't you lick this cum off of 
your sweetie. That's the least you can do for him."

Kathy immediately began licking Bill's cum off my chest, 
belly and lips just as suggested. I was so overcome with 
euphoria that I pushed Kathy down on the floor and began 
"Frenching" her while pounding her cunt with my cock. 
She was so hot and wet that she began to cum instantly 
thrashing around, moaning and saying, "Fuck me, Honey."

Gary said, "We need to do a daisy chain." I thought to 
myself – what the fuck is a daisy chain? Bill began to 
suck Gary's cock until it was wetted. Gary snuggled up 
next to my ass and began to rub spit on my asshole. It 
felt great, but I wondered what he was doing. It didn't 
take long before I found out; he placed his cock on my 
asshole and began to shove it in. 

I stopped fucking my wife for a second, but she said, 
"Don't stop now!" So I started up again and Gary pushed 
his cock deeper into my ass. I was in pain and ecstasy 
at the same time. I would guess they're emotional 
cousins, but what exactly separates them – where does 
one being and the other end. How close are they on the 
emotional continuum? 

Anyway, after we got a rhythm going, we were all feeling 
pretty good. Gary's big cock up my ass was giving my 
nuts a good tingle; Kathy was moaning and cumming to 
beat the band while Gary was grunting as he slammed his 
cock deeper into my ass.

Pat was sucking Bill's cock, which given her tongue 
skills I knew he wouldn't last long. I was right. Bill 
came in Pat's mouth with several gasping breaths. Pat 
then lowered her lips to my wife's mouth and began 
kissing her with Bill's deposit. This set my wife off 
and she was really bucking and convulsing as she came 
over and over. I immediately erupted and I fired my load 
into her dripping twat and just like a chain reaction 
Gary came in my ass. We were all exhausted except Pat. 
She had designs on Kathy and her education.

Pat looked at me and said, "Get out of the way. I want 
to eat your wife's pussy and get all that nasty cum out 
of her."

As Pat's tongue took the place of my cock, Kathy began 
to have one continuous orgasm. She was having a hard 
time breathing like she was a fish on the dock gasping 
for air. My cock was hard again and I began fucking 
Pat's cunt. She looked annoyed but didn't say anything. 
It didn't take long and I came in her beautiful pussy 
with several long groans. She looked back at me and 
said, "You put that shit in there. You get it out."

I instantaneously began shoving my tongue deep into 
Pat's tasty cunt and was burrowing for the load I had 
just deposited. Bill positioned himself over Kathy's 
mouth and began face fucking her. Gary started pounding 
his cock up my ass again as I worked Pat's cunt. Bill 
came in Kathy's mouth, which she swallowed down without 
batting an eye. Gary came in my ass again and Pat 
finally came in my mouth with a torrent of pussy juice 
that just about gagged me. Pat had a death grip on my 
wife's cunt with her tongue and continued to give her 
more orgasms than any of us could count. The guys just 
stood there in awe and watched how it was supposed to be 
done.

Gary commented, "You know... Pat can eat some pussy."

Bill replied, "Right now, I wish I was your wife. She 
must be in nirvana just look at her face."

Bill was right. Kathy was somewhere else beautiful and 
her face was glowing as beads of sweat trickled from her 
brow into her ear. Pat stopped and sat up saying, "That 
was really tasty. My work here is done. I've gotta go." 
She dressed and left us all standing there with our 
cocks drooping. Kathy was finally able to catch her 
breath, but not before Pat left. Kathy looked at me and 
the other naked guys and began to cry. This wasn't a cry 
of joy; it was one of hysteria. That was a real buzz 
kill. Bill and Gary got dressed and left as I tried to 
console my wife.

After about an hour, Kathy finally calmed down. I 
hesitantly asked, "I assume that had something to do 
with Pat?"

Kathy replied, "Yes."

I responded with, "I would guess we need to talk about 
whatever happened here?"

My wife began, "She terrifies me, but I like her so 
much. It all seems like fun and games to her. I'm not 
sure what I'm feeling, but it's very strong almost a 
need."

I asked, "Can you try and put it into words because 
there seems to be a lot of emotion behind whatever you 
mean?"

Kathy continued, "When she looks at me, touches me or 
kisses me, I just melt and my pussy gets wet. Her 
personality is so strong that I can't control myself. I 
find myself being compelled into doing things that I 
don't really think I want to do, but Pat will touch me 
or look at me and my resistance just disintegrates and I 
submit myself to her desires."

"Yes, I'll admit she has a very strong persona. When she 
enters a room, everyone's attention seems to be drawn to 
her maybe it's her beauty. She can be very persuasive 
even for us guys," I replied. "Do you think it would 
help if we sat down together and had a talk with Pat?"

Kathy said in an affirming voice, "Yes, I think that 
would be best. Why don't you call her and set it up? I 
don't think I could handle talking with her right now."

I called Pat's number, which went straight to voice 
mail. I left her a message stating that Kathy and I 
wanted to have a conversation about us and gave several 
evenings that would work for us. I also included an 
invitation to dinner in the message, so she'd have to 
call back. I left my cell and work numbers, so Kathy 
wouldn't have to talk to her.

The next day, I received a call from Pat. I told her 
some of what happened with Kathy and that we thought we 
needed to talk about our situation. We settled on a 
date, Thursday evening at six. She asked if dinner was 
formal or not. I said, "No, not especially just wear 
something comfortable."

When I told Kathy about the call and that Thursday 
evening was on, she seemed relieved and said, "Well, at 
least, she's taking your calls." I decided not to ask 
her what she meant by that, but I assumed she had been 
calling Pat, too.

Kathy seemed manic Thursday morning and had planned a 
nice dinner and had made her special killer dessert. 
You'd thought the President or some royalty was coming 
to dinner. About eight minutes after six the doorbell 
rang, I went to see if it was Pat. I looked back at 
Kathy standing by the table with her hands clasped 
together like she was praying. I assumed it was just a 
coincidence. Opening the door, it was Pat. I invited her 
in and asked, "Can I take your coat?"

She stepped in and stopped under the foyer entry light. 
I could smell her honeysuckle perfume as I helped her 
remove her overcoat. Once she was fully illuminated, I 
felt a stirring in the nether region below my belt. She 
looked magnificent. Her flaxen hair had a brilliant 
sheen that made it sparkle like ice crystals in the snow 
on a moonlit night. 

Her makeup had the slight hint of gold flakes that high-
lighted her beautiful blue eyes and lovely high cheeks. 
She had a thin gold chain around her neck that stopped 
just above her cleavage and drew your eyes to her ample 
bosom. Her mini-dress' hem ended about 2" below the V in 
her legs and she wore 6" high heels that made her even 
taller than my 5'-10". She struck a commanding figure.

Pat has the sexiest walk I've ever seen. Her butt just 
swishes from side to side with no post butt jelly jiggle 
- nice and tight. What a sight as she walked away from 
me toward Kathy. I would swear she wasn't wearing any 
underwear and I could see her twat as her dress flipped 
up as she moved her hips. I just stood there admiring 
the view.

Kathy seemed to be likewise impressed with her dress and 
said, "You look so beautiful tonight. You didn't have to 
dress for us."

Pat replied, "I didn't dress for your husband, I did it 
for you."

Kathy blushed with acceptance and said, "Why don't you 
sit down and I'll pour you some wine. We have this nice 
Malbec that we think is great. I believe it's rated at 
92 points."

Dinner was great. Kathy hadn't cooked like that in a 
long time. The conversation was lively and flowing. 
Kathy seemed to be fawning over Pat's every need. It 
was, "Do you want more wine? Can I get you more veggies? 
How's the roast? Do you like the dessert? Is there 
anything else I can do to make you comfortable?

Pat answered, "Yes, let's have this talk you wanted!"

Well, that changed things in a hurry. I said, "Why don't 
you ladies go to the living room while I clear the 
dishes and then we can all talk about it."

My wife responded with, "Thanks, Honey. You're the 
sweetest."

In a couple minutes, we were all sitting in the living 
room. Kathy and I were on the couch and Pat was in the 
overstuffed chair just opposite us.

I said, "Let me start. Pat, we like you very much, but 
Kathy has some issues with the way you treat her."

Pat responded with a questioning look in her beautiful 
eyes, "What exactly do you mean, Kathy?"

My wife replied in a soft timid voice, "Well, it's hard 
to put into words, but I think you boss me around too 
much." It sounded like she was afraid to take ownership 
of what she saying.

Pat said, "If I'm hearing you correctly, you don't want 
me to tell you to do things even though you really like 
doing them?"

I said, "Kathy said she didn't like doing some of the 
things you make her do."

Pat retorted in a louder voice putting me in my place, 
"Let Kathy speak for herself." Then in a softer tone, 
"Kathy, don't the things I make you do bring you 
pleasure? More pleasure than you've ever experienced?"

Kathy kinda stammered, "Welllllll, yeesss, but I feel 
out of control when I'm around you."

"So you don't like me teaching you things that bring you 
pleasure?" Pat responded trying to be understanding.

"No, I like that part, but I don't want. How can I put 
the feeling into words?" my wife stumbled through.

Pat was annoyed and snapped back, "Well, make up your 
mind. You like what I make you do, but if I didn't boss 
you around, you would never do them? Which is it going 
to be?"

I thought to myself. Pat's got a point. I watched as 
Kathy was racking her brain to try and get a sentence 
together that made sense. What came out was, "I don't 
know."

Just then Pat slid forward in her chair. As she did her 
dress skirt slipped up and her legs parted a few inches. 
Both Kathy and I noticed. My cock started to get hard 
because I had been correct in assuming Pat wasn't 
wearing any panties. I could just see a glint of 
dampness between her legs. Kathy slipped her hand 
between her legs and squirmed in her seat.

Pat demanded, "Look me in the eyes and say that you 
don't want me to boss you around anymore." Pat purposely 
spread her legs a few inches wider as Kathy and I both 
gazed at her lovely snatch. Her pussy lips were spread 
and you could see her wetness. Her cunt looked like it 
was saying, "I dare you to say that you don't want me."

Kathy's eyes lingered then darted from Pat's pussy as 
she burrowed her hand deeper into her crotch and began 
looking at the floor like she's was an eight-year old 
child in trouble. She mumbled, "I can't."

Pat in a commanding voice said, "You can't what? Look me 
in the eye or can't stop having me boss you around!"

I was glad Pat wasn't my boss because I would have been 
mush after she said that. I wouldn't have had a response 
to that question. The way her piercing blue eyes bore 
down on Kathy, I didn't know what she could or would 
say, if anything.

I could see Kathy was putting some real thought into 
what she was going to say. After a long thoughtful 
pause, Kathy mumbled again, "I can't ... stop having 
you... boss me."

I couldn't believe my ears and said, "Kathy, what the 
FUCK are you saying?"

Pat interrupted, "You heard her! She wants me to teach 
her more things. The way I see it; you can help or we 
can work it out without you. What's it going to be?"

I looked at my wife and she still had head down with her 
eyes staring at the carpet as her foot drew circles in 
the weave. I said, "Well, Pat, since Kathy doesn't seem 
to want to break this off with you, who am I to stop it? 
We've always done everything together, so I guess we'll 
do this together, too.

Kathy's beautiful blue eyes, that seemed to be near 
tears, brightened and looked in my direction. A slight 
grin replaced the pout had been on her lips. She said in 
an appreciative voice, "Oh, would you?" as she grabbed 
my hand and squeezed it tightly.

"What the hell! I drink my own cum. Let another guy get 
your "ass cherry". Watched a guy spilt you in two with a 
cock so big that it made me feel like dwarf. I've sucked 
other guys' cocks and drank their cum and got fucked in 
the ass for you, why wouldn't I do this for you? But we 
can call this off anytime we want to!" I responded 
looking at Pat.

We looked at Pat. She had a mischievous smile and a 
gleam in her eyes that seem to say, "I'm glad you saw it 
the only way it could be." She replied, "Of course, 
anytime you want to stop this relationship, we'll stop. 
When do you want to start?" At the time, she was the 
only one in the room who knew where this would end.

Kathy immediately said, "Now!"

Pat said, "Ok, let's see, Kathy, tell you husband to go 
to the dining room and get the captain's chair and bring 
it in here. I've got to get something out of my car."

I went to retrieve the chair and Pat returned from her 
car with a large gym bag full of I don't know what.

Pat looked at Kathy and said, "Do you know how to make 
your husband so hot that he'll do anything for you?"

Kathy said, "Suck his cock?"

"No!! Once you do that he doesn't have to do shit. Tell 
him to take his clothes off, put the chair across from 
the sofa and sit in it," Pat ordered.

Kathy looked at me and said, "Honey, take your clothes 
off and sit in the captain's chair, please."

Pat responded, "No more of that "Honey" bullshit and 
forget the "please" crap, too."

Pat looked at me sternly and said, "Get out of those 
fucking clothes and sit in that chair, now, you fuck! 
You say it, Kathy!" Kathy repeated it exactly liked Pat 
had said even the tone that was pretty close to the same 
except she had a smile on her face.

Wow! That was something I never heard from a woman 
before. It was a real turn on and I felt my cock begin 
to stir. I took off my clothes and sat down in the 
chair.

Pat looked at Kathy and said, "You know how hot your 
hubby gets when he watches us have sex? Well, we are 
going to use that to help us."

Pat began rummaging around in her gym bag of stuff and 
pulled out some duct tape and paper strips. She walked 
in my direction and said, "Put your hands on the chair 
arms. I'm using the paper to keep from gumming up your 
furniture." As I did, she began to wrap the paper then 
the duct tape tightly around my wrists. This was kind of 
exciting in a perverted way and my cock began to 
lengthen as she did the same thing to my ankles. Pat 
noticed and said, "I think this relationship might work 
out. See he's getting worked up already."

Kathy looked over my way and smiled a smile I'd never 
seen from her before like when you were a kid and cooked 
ants with a magnifying glass - fiendish. After I was 
securely fastened to the chair, Pat told Kathy, "Now, go 
over to him and let you hair just glide over his crotch 
and watch what happens."

My wife walked over to me; bent over and just swayed her 
head back and forth so that her hair just touched my 
ever expanding cock area. It felt great. It was so soft 
and tickled like a thousand fingers stroking my cock. My 
cock reached its full hardness.

Pat said as she grabbed Kathy by the hair and pulled her 
upright with a jerk, "Girl, you've got to let your hair 
grow out! That's an order. Let me show you how it's 
done." Pat's long blonde hair began to slide over my 
legs and cock. She then took a handful and wrapped it 
around the base of cock and began to slowly stroke it up 
and down. It felt great encased in a cocoon of hair. I 
was lost in the feeling and moaned, "That feels sooo 
gooood."

Pat said, "See! That's what you want. He's just about 
ready. Kathy, come over here and kneel down between his 
legs."

I was excited by that comment and my cock got harder 
just thinking what might be on the horizon. Pat knelt 
down next to Kathy and said, "I want you to lick the 
head of his cock using a lot of spit while pulling his 
foreskin down so the head is fully exposed for you to 
tease."

My wife was making my cock feel really good and was 
doing as instructed. Pat relayed additional instructions 
and said, "OK, now just slip the head of his cock into 
your mouth, but go down a little past the smooth neck 
below the head. Swirl your tongue around the 
circumference and do a low hum while doing you're that."

Kathy did as instructed and man did that feel great. It 
was like a liquid vibrator. After about thirty seconds, 
Pat made my wife quit the stimulation. I was ready to 
fuck whatever passed by.

She said, "Kathy get out of those clothes and come over 
here! I want you to stand very close to me, but you 
can't touch me until I say so. Understand!"

Kathy responded, "Yes, Pat."

Pat said, "Don't call me Pat when we're doing this. Call 
me "My Mistress". Say it!"

Kathy with a blush on her cheeks and an embarrassed 
smile on her face meekly replied, "Yes, my mistress."

Once Kathy was a close as she could get without touch 
Pat. Pat leaned in and licked my wife's lips and said, 
"Smell my hair and neck, but don't touch me."

I was going crazy watching these two beautiful women 
doing this strange but exciting courtship dance. My cock 
was as hard as I can ever remember and was bobbing up 
and down with excitement.

Kathy commented, "Oh, Pat, your hair smells so good."

Pat scolded, "No, no, no! It's "My Mistress". Don't make 
that mistake again or you'll regret it. DO YOU 
UNDERSTAND, my little bitch?"

My wife anxiously replied, "I'm so sorry, my mistress. 
How can I make up for my mistake?"

I don't know what it was about that scene, but I was 
about to cum just from being in the same room with these 
women and watching the interplay going on. Pat ordered, 
"Take my shoes off, you little cunt!"

My wife knelt before her highness and slowly slipped off 
one shoe then the other. Pat had spread her legs and 
moved so she was standing directly over Kathy as the 
ordered task was performed. Pat said, "Look up! Tell me 
what you see."

Kathy said, "I see your pussy, my mistress."

"What would you like to do with it?" Pat barked.

Kathy replied, "I want to eat it and make you cum, my 
mistress."

"Very good. All in good time, my lovely. All in good 
time. You may remove my clothes now, my sweet rug 
muncher," Pat retorted.

My wife slowly and sexily removed Pat's dress, which was 
all she was wearing. Pat took an Amazon warrior stance, 
and told Kathy to sit on the sofa with her legs spread, 
so I could see her pussy.

Pat said, "Trainee, I want you to spread your legs and 
rub your clit lightly until your juices get started. Do 
you understand?"

My wife replied, "Yes, my mistress."

Kathy began to ever so lightly stroke her clit and rub 
her index finger around on it in a circular pattern. 
Soon her hips started to move unconsciously just a 
little. Pat noticed, and ordered, "You're ready. Now 
Stop. I want you to spread your pussy lips so your 
husband can see your wetness."

Kathy reached down and delicately parted her lips to 
reveal the wetness at the base of her labia butterfly. 
My cock was still bobbing up and down just dying for a 
mouth or pussy to help relieve the building tension. Pat 
walked over to me and said, "Would you like to fuck 
that? Or maybe eat it?"

I responded, "Oh, yes, that would be great either one of 
those."

Pat meandered over to Kathy and began to rub two fingers 
up and down my wife's slit then she slipped them into 
her now dripping cunt. Kathy jumped and had an orgasm as 
Pat worked them around until they were thoroughly 
wetted. She extracted them and waved her fingers under 
her nose and said, "That's some good pussy," as she 
walked toward me.

She rammed those sweet fingers into my mouth and said, 
"Go ahead and lick her juices off."

My cock was really throbbing like pile driver at a 
construction site and I devoured Pat's fingers up to the 
knuckle – licking and sucking them deep into my mouth 
getting every drop off. At that moment, I needed, not 
just wanted, my wife's cunt in some fashion more than I 
think I ever had. I wanted out of the restraints that 
were keeping me from ramming my cock or tongue into her 
twat.

Pat looked at me squirming in the captain's chair and 
smiled as she said, "Look at how badly he wants you. See 
all the pre-cum he's oozing. It's all the way down to 
his balls. Don't you think he would do whatever you 
asked now?"

Kathy looked at me with a devilish smile and said, "Yes, 
I think he would, my mistress."

Pat looked down at me and said, "Do you want my rug 
muncher to fuck you?"

I replied, "Oh, yes, I do!"

"What's the magic word?" Pat retorted.

"Please!" I begged.

Pat scolded, "No, the proper response is "Yes, your 
lady, please."

I immediately replied without thinking, "Oh, yes, your 
lady, please."

Pat turned to my wife and said, "Do you want him to fuck 
you?"

"Yes, my mistress, I do," was the reply.

Pat looked at me and said, "If you want your wife to 
fuck you, you have to do exactly as I say understand?"

"Yes, your lady, I do," was my instantaneous response.

Pat cut the restraints off and moved me toward the sofa. 
During this time, she told Kathy to stand with her nose 
in the corner. She positioned me such that I was 
kneeling with my chest on the sofa seat cushions and I 
was looking at the sofa's back. I thought that this was 
an unusual position for fucking my wife, and I turned 
back and asked Pat, "How am I going to fuck my wife in 
this position?" I saw a blur coming from above that 
descended like an osprey diving on its prey then a loud 
clap as my glasses flew half way across the room. I saw 
stars like "Roger Rabbit" and my left cheek was on fire.

I exclaimed, "Motherfucker that hurt!"

Pat angrily responded, "Don't question me! Your job is 
to do as I say! UNDERSTAND!!"

I was still hearing the ringing in my ear, but I 
replied, "Yes, your lady."

I figured Pat knew a lot more about sex than anyone I'd 
ever met, so I complied. After delving into her bag of 
tricks, Pat took my hands and pulled them behind my back 
and handcuffed me. She told not to move. My face was 
still stinging, so I laid there motionless not wanting 
another assault. 

I heard her tell Kathy to get on her hands and knees and 
back up. I felt her feet and legs going in between mine 
then I felt more handcuffs being placed on both Kathy 
and my ankles. Pat walked over to her bag and pulled 
something out, but I couldn't see what it was and 
really, I was afraid to know.

She told Kathy to enjoy this. From the squishy sound, I 
believe Pat was using a dildo on her. Kathy was starting 
to moan when Pat said to me, "Remember what you asked 
for? Well, you will be getting exactly what you asked 
for?"

That's when I felt a probe slip between my ass cheeks. 
My mind was racing – WFT – is Pat doing. I heard her 
tell my wife to push with her hips then I felt something 
penetrate my ass. Pat kept saying, "Push it in, bitch! 
Push it in. Push it in. Push it all the way in." Her 
chanting made me flash back to my football days when the 
cheerleaders were encouraging us to score. 

I realized that my wife was ass fucking me with a two-
headed dildo and a thick one at that. It was definitely 
thicker than Gary's 8" cock. After about six inches of 
the tool was up my ass, Pat looked at me and said in a 
sarcastic tone, "Alright, now you push back. This way 
you can fuck your wife while she fucks you. This lesson 
is to teach you to ask specifically for what you want so 
there's no room for misinterpretation." She laughed.

I pushed with my hips and I heard my wife moan in 
acceptance then she pushed back and the dildo slid 
deeper into my ass. This went on a several minutes until 
we got the rhythm right and we were doing a great job of 
fucking each other. Pat was lightly stroking my cock and 
nuts while we performed this dance for her.

She was saying, "Oh, you should see how erotic this 
looks from here. Kathy's juice is running down the dildo 
and it's wetting your ass and balls. I'm getting so wet. 
You're putting on a great show." I felt Pat stroke my 
balls and then put her hand in front of my face and 
said, "Do you want a lick?" I offered my tongue and 
sucked my wife's cummings off Pat's hand and fingers 
like the last of the guacamole at a Cinco de Mayo 
festival. It definitely was Kathy's cum.

After a couple more minutes, I was getting close. By the 
aroma in the air, coupled with moaning and squishing, 
Kathy must have cum several times, but she still needed 
more. My nuts began to pull up for a cum blast when Pat 
commanded, "Everybody stop, now!"

My balls were about to explode, but following her 
mistress' command, Kathy froze immediately, leaving us 
both with about six inches of dildo in our respective 
orifices.

Pat stood over me and asked me, "Who do you want to fuck 
– me or your wife? Be careful how you answer because 
there are consequences for either answer."

My mind was a frantic blur of thoughts trying to figure 
out which was the right answer. I really was in no state 
of mind to make any decision especially this one. If I 
chose Pat, my wife would be pissed, but I get to fuck 
her whenever I want. Fucking Pat is a great change of 
pace and she really knows her way around fucking and 
sucking. I didn't have enough time to think it through 
and blurted out, "I'll fuck you, your lady."

Pat said, "You have chosen. From now on, you can only 
fuck me and you can only fuck me when I say so. You will 
also worship my pussy by fucking it with your tongue 
whenever I command. Your wife's beautiful cunt is mine 
and mine alone. However, I will let my little bitch fuck 
you whenever she wants but you have to do it like I just 
taught you. Do you understand, my two-legged dildo?"

Oh no, I had chosen poorly. I was fucked in the worse 
way. I replied in a disheartened voice, "Yes, your 
lady."

Pat released the handcuffs holding Kathy's ankles and 
ordered me to lie on my back. It was uncomfortable as 
the cuffs dug into my lower back. Kathy removed herself 
from the dildo, but Pat ordered her not to remove it 
from my ass.

I thought, well, at least I'll get to fuck Pat's pussy. 
Pat then lowered her beautiful cunt toward my face and 
said, "After you say, I love your pussy. You may lick 
me."

I replied, "I love your pussy, your lady."

Pat rested her pussy lips on my mouth and I began 
devouring it. I heard Pat tell Kathy, "I want you slowly 
slide the dildo out then back in. I want to see how much 
you can get in his ass. It has inch markers on it. Shout 
out how many inches go in. Keep fucking him until I tell 
you to stop."

Pat's pussy tasted so good and soon she was cumming in a 
lick of tongue lashes. I had a full feeling as Kathy 
pushed this rubber cock up my ass. I heard six inches, 
eight inches, nine inches and finally a last push eleven 
inches. I swear I could taste the rubber cock in my 
mouth as I ate Pat's pussy.

My cock was still rock hard and in need of relief when 
Pat dismounted my face. Kathy keep pumping that rubber 
cock in and out of my ass as Pat guided her pussy toward 
my six inch phone pole. She slid down on it and rested 
with it fully inside her snatch. Her warmth was 
wonderful like sitting by a fire on a cold night. 

After about thirty seconds, I began to feel her cunt 
grip my cock and release as she sat there unmoving 
impaled on my member. Her cunt began squeezing my cock 
again. All the while my wife was fucking me with that 
dildo. 

My head was spinning. It felt like Pat was trying to 
crush my cock with her cunt like it was an old jalopy at 
the junk yard. This went on for about ten minutes and 
Pat never moved an inch other than her pussy muscles. My 
nuts couldn't take it any longer and blew the biggest 
load ever. Pat said, "That was nice." And she removed 
herself from my rapidly shrinking member.

Pat sat on the sofa, spread her legs and commanded, 
"Kathy, get your husband's cum out of me."

My wife leapt to the opportunity leaving 10 inches of 
dildo still up my ass. She was licking and sucking my 
seed from that beautiful cunt all the while moaning in 
delight and saying, "Is this good, my mistress?"

When Pat was satisfied with the number of orgasms she'd 
had, she got up, dressed and looked at Kathy and said, 
"You can keep the dildo. Remember, your pussy belongs to 
me now. He can only fuck you using the dildo and it has 
to be in his ass, too. If he wants to eat your pussy, 
you must use the dildo and let him suck your juices off. 
If you don't follow my instructions, I will know and 
then I'll have to punish you. Believe me you don't want 
that! I'll see you in a week." Pat reached down and 
removed the handcuffs; took her magic bag and left.

My wife and I with the dildo still in my ass laid there 
spent from the events that had transpired, but anxious 
to find out what was next.


PART IV

Since the next day, Friday, was a work day, Kathy and I 
decided to go to bed early and try to get some 
rejuvenating sleep spent from the night's activities. 
Even so, we woke up late and I had to rush off to work. 
My wife and I agreed that we would talk about Thursday 
night's events when I got home from work.

All day my mind would drift off to Thursday night's 
events and I found myself with a hard on most of the 
day. I couldn't wait to get home and fuck my wife, but 
then it dawned on me, I had promised not to fuck or eat 
her – son-of-a- bitch that was a big mistake. I can't 
believe what had I been thinking. I know. I just wasn't 
thinking, although that "Pat fuck" ranked up there as 
one of the all-time great fucks. The day just dragged 
by, but finally four o'clock arrive and I gathered my 
brief case and coat and headed home to see my lovely 
wife.

When I walked in the front door, I heard Kathy say, "My 
husband's home. I gotta go, (something inaudible in a 
whisper)." as she hung up the phone. She came rushing up 
to me saying, "What's taken you so long?"

As I attempted to answer, I got out, "Traf..."

Her arms were around my neck and her tongue was deep 
inside my mouth. She was "Frenching" me like she was 
trying to give me a tonsillectomy. I immediately dropped 
my briefcase and coat on the floor and returned the 
same. While we were engaged in this impassioned embrace, 
I felt her hand slide down my back across my butt, which 
she cupped in passing, and then to my groin. She began 
to rub my cock, which had started out semi-hard already, 
her tongue was whipping around my mouth like she was 
making meringue. I was steel hard in about three 
seconds. Once she knew my cock was ready, she broke our 
kiss and stepped back.

She panted as she ripped her blouse open and grabbed my 
head with both her hands saying, "Honey, suck my tits."

Her nipples were erect, red and puffy. My mouth didn't 
hesitate to attach itself to one. I was sucking it and 
licking it when she said, "Suck it hard. Real hard!"

As I did as requested (more demanded), I felt her shiver 
and her legs wobbled as she came right there in the 
foyer. After that orgasm subsided, she said, "Suck the 
other one hard, too!"

I move the opposite tit and bore down on her nipple with 
all I had. I don't think I've sucked anything so hard. I 
thought she might turn inside out. Kathy was moaning, 
"Oh my god, I'm cumming again and it's bigger than the 
last one," then she went limp in my arms.

I knelt down with her in my arms and placed several 
loving kisses on her lips as she began to revive. She 
said, "Oh, Honey, I've been thinking about you all day 
and I'm so hot right now that I can't believe it."

I replied, "I noticed!"

"I need you to take your clothes off and sit on the 
couch. I'll be right back," as she disappeared into the 
bedroom. I didn't need any more of a suggestion as I 
began to rip my clothes off. You know, it's really funny 
how easily a tie will come off under normal 
circumstances, but when you add just a little pressure, 
it's like wrestling a 10-foot python.

My wife reappeared from the bedroom naked and she was 
carrying the two-headed monster dildo. I think it was 
two foot long. She sat down in the overstuffed chair 
opposite the sofa and spread her legs. I was just gazing 
at her lovely snatch and how wet it was. She took her 
right index finger and began to lightly rub it down her 
clit hood between her lips to her sweet cock garage. 

She slipped her finger inside and used the juice to wet 
the whole area of her beautiful cunt. It was glimmering 
with her excitement and my cock was throbbing at the 
sight. I was hotter than a depot stove in January. She 
said, "Do you want to eat me?"

Not hesitating, I replied, "Oh, yes, I'd love to eat 
your pussy right now!" I saw her take the monster and 
start sliding it up and down her slit. When it was good 
and wet with her excretions, she finally slipped it 
effortlessly in to the twat that I wanted to eat and 
fuck so badly. She shoved about seven inches into my 
parking place and moaned, "This feels so good."

After about ten or twenty insertions, she pulled it out 
and looked at and said, "Look how wet I am, Honey." She 
then put the monster between her legs with the wet end 
sticking up like it was her cock and said, "Please lick 
me off of this thing."

I got up and began to walk over to her, when she said, 
"Just crawl over on your hands and knees that way you 
won't have to bend down again."

I did as suggested, all the time she was talking saying, 
"Look how wet this is. I'll bet it'll taste so good in 
your mouth. It's so big. It'll fill up your mouth. I 
know you want to suck my juices off of this nice big 
cock."

I finally arrived and my tongue was licking the length 
of the monster. She said, "See how much of it you can 
take, Honey."

I was out of control as my head was bobbing up and down 
of this monster dildo. I came up for air and she said, 
"Let me wet it for you again."

She told me to watch this cock as it disappeared into 
where rightfully my tongue and cock belonged. It was in 
there longer this time as I watched this big cock fill 
her cunt. She would push it in and then rotate it. She 
would change the angle, which usually brought a moan or 
a dribble of ejaculate. She stopped and placed the cock 
between her legs and said, "Honey, now it's your turn."

I was on that thing licktey split – going down as far as 
I could, savoring her nectar all the while. I could 
smell her sex when I got about seven inches down my 
throat. She commented, "Honey, you suck cock so well. 
It's making me so hot. You should've been a girl."

She again put the monster into her cunt and I could see 
her wetness just dripping from it and the smell it 
emitted like sourdough bread. Once again, it was placed 
between her legs and once again, I was sucking it like 
there was no tomorrow.

She said, "I love watching you suck cock so much that 
I'm getting hotter if that's possible." Once I had 
licked it clean of her wetness, she said, "I need you to 
fuck me. Put your chest on the sofa like yesterday."

I thought to myself – ahhh, shit I'm gonna get fucked in 
the ass again. She put some lube on the cock and began 
to penetrate my dark recesses. She kept up a steady 
motion until I was nice and loose. This didn't take too 
long because of the previous day's events had worked it 
pretty hard and there wasn't much resistance left. It 
actually felt really good. The sensation this cock gave 
sliding in and out of my ass was excruciating but 
wonderful at the same time. She pushed it in and said, 
"You have about eight inches in right now, so don't move 
and I'll attach myself to this end."

I felt her squirming around then I heard, "Hmmmmmm, 
that's the spot. Ok, let's fuck!"

She thrust her ass toward me and I felt the monster go 
even deeper. I thrust back and she moaned. After we got 
our motion synchronized, we continued for about ten 
minutes until she howled out, "I'm cumming so hard. Keep 
pushing."

She fell off and curled up in a fetal position just 
moaning and rocking back and forth. Her legs were wet 
with her cummings. I pulled the 10" of dildo out of my 
ass. My dick needed release, but I couldn't fuck her. I 
looked at her then my cock and said, "Just what the fuck 
am I supposed to with this?" as I pointed to my cock.

She rolled her beautiful blues eyes and said, "My 
mistress said you couldn't fuck my cunt, but she didn't 
mention my mouth." She immediately got up and moved to 
the sofa, where she positioned herself so that her head 
was hanging off the cushions and I had full access to 
her mouth and throat. I placed my dick on her upper lip 
and her tongue whipped out like a snake checking for 
prey. It was flicking over the head and tip. That was a 
wonderful feeling. 

I moved it into her oral opening and her tongue was 
circumventing the head with a resulting exquisite 
sensation. She reached up and began to run her nails and 
fingers lightly over my balls as if I needed any more 
stimulation. I couldn't stand it anymore and I jammed my 
cock down her throat. She let out a muffled moan. As I 
thrust my cock in and out of her mouth, I could see her 
throat expand when my full length was down her throat. 

It was most sensual thing I'd ever seen my wife do and a 
sight I'll never forget. Given my state, I didn't last 
long and blew a big load straight into her stomach. As I 
pulled my cock out of her mouth, she grabbed it and 
milked a few more drops of cum to the tip, which she 
sexily licked off.

After we regained our composure, I asked my wife, "Who 
were you talking to on the phone?"

She replied, "You mean when you got home. It was Pat – I 
mean my mistress."

"I thought she said she'd see us in a week?" I replied.

Kathy said, "I guess that didn't mean she wouldn't talk 
to us."

"What did she have to say?" I demanded.

"She was telling me things," my wife answered.

"What kind of things?" I stepped up the interrogation.

"Well, you know like how to get you to fuck me and do 
the things that I ask like just now," she said.

"You mean Pat put you up to doing this?" I questioned.

"You mean, my mistress, and yes, she did. Didn't you 
enjoy it?" Kathy asked.

"Well, yes, I did, but I don't know about all this. I'm 
thinking this might be a bad idea. She's so 
manipulative," I declared.

Kathy responded, "She loves us and doesn't want to hurt 
us. She just wants us to feel pleasure and know each 
other better. She just wants us to be hers so she can 
take care of us."

I snapped, "What the fuck does that mean? I take care of 
you just fine."

My wife, "That didn't come out exactly right. Maybe I'll 
ask my mistress to come over and explain what she means. 
She might get upset if we ask too many questions 
though."

I said, "It sounds like you've bought in to this bossing 
thing."

My wife answered, "Yes, you know once my mind is made up 
- I commit 100%. I'm all in. Besides, I've never had 
orgasms this strong or so many of them that they're 
continuous. It's like a drug and I'm addicted. The 
endorphin rush just makes me want to have more. Sex is 
just on a significant higher plane now maybe even in a 
different universe. The anticipation of what might 
happen and giving my control over to my mistress is just 
so freeing. It sounds like you're not as committed."

I replied, "You're damn right I'm not. I can't fuck you 
for heaven's sakes."

She reminded me, "And whose fault is that?"

"I know. I know. Fuck!! I was under extreme duress at 
the time and obviously wasn't thinking clearly," I 
answered.

"It sounds like you're just interested in what happened 
to you and aren't considering my feelings," she replied.

"Yeah, you're right. I hate to admit it, but you're 
right most of the time. But damn, you look so hot with 
your cunt dripping juice. I know my cock would have 
enjoyed fucking it so much. However, your mouth is a 
good second, so I guess we'll just see how this thing 
goes for a while," I replied.

The rest of the evening was quiet, but I decided that I 
was going to find out more about Pat if I could. I saw 
Gary the next Monday and ask him to lunch. I wanted to 
find out how he met Pat and any other information I 
could since she was becoming the center pin in our sex 
lives.

Once we arrived at the "Lunch Spot" and got seated, I 
asked Gary, "Tell me how you and Pat met."

Gary said, "I've known Pat since the 7th grade. We're 
best friends."

I replied, "I thought there was some kind of 
relationship there."

Gary surprised me with his next comment by saying, "Pat 
was the first piece of ass I ever fucked and the first 
one to suck my cock."

I said in amazement, "Really! I would have never thought 
that."

He replied, "Yeah, we were in the 11th grade and it just 
happened."

"Do you have any stories you can tell me?" I asked.

Gary said laughingly, "Stories, I've got my 39 stories 
about Pat. Here's a funny one. Since we were all 
underage, Pat and I and some football buddies were 
drinking beer out in a cow pasture, so needless to say, 
we were all pretty wasted. Someone suggested that we all 
put up five bucks and whoever did the grossest thing 
would get all the money. Guys were sucking their toes, 
sucking someone else's toes, sticking their fingers up 
their butt and shit like that, but Pat found this maggot 
covered dead bird and boy was it ripe. Pat just bit the 
head off and swallowed it. I remember four guys hurled 
right then. It was great. I believe there were some 
celebratory blowjobs that night as well. You should've 
been there."

"Man just hearing about that has my stomach turning 
except for the BJ part. I hope lunch doesn't show up for 
a couple more minutes. I'm glad I didn't order the 
rice," I said then asked. "Was Pat always that 
beautiful?"

Gary replied, "You know how some guys and girls in high 
school are so hot and then you go to your 10th 
graduation reunion and you wonder what the fuck happened 
to their looks? Pat was just the opposite. The time was 
beneficial."

"This might be a little personal, but did she suck cock 
as well as she does now?" I queried.

"Pat has always been a great cock sucker. I think 
everybody liked Pat, guys and girls. You know Pat was 
elected to the homecoming court. I think cock sucking 
had something to do with the voting," Gary replied.

"Why did you two break up?" I asked.

Gary replied, "Well, we weren't exactly a couple. We 
just sucked and fucked each other, but you know the 
saying "Time changes – People change". It was sorta like 
that, but Pat is a great friend. Pat has always been the 
leader of the pack, the Alpha, and everyone naturally 
gravitates in that direction. I guess it's just looks, 
charisma or force of will, something. Pat can dominate a 
friendship or relationship pretty intensely. Pat's just 
made that way. It takes a special person with just the 
right blend of smarts and willingness to give up control 
to get close to Pat."

My brain ran through our conversation with Pat last week 
and it sounded just like Kathy and a little like myself. 
My mind was swirling with thoughts like we could be in 
real trouble if we get any deeper into this situation.

Gary and I headed back from lunch and I thanked him for 
all the information as we returned to our offices.

About an hour before quitting time, my office phone rang 
and it was Kathy. She said, "I want you to park across 
the street from the house when you come home today. 
You're not going to be late? Are you?"

I replied, "No, I think I should be OK to leave on time. 
Why the request?"

"You'll see when you get home, but call me when you 
leave," was the answer.

Well, I left work on time and traffic wasn't bad, so I 
was home in about 20 minutes. Just before pulling into 
the driveway, I remembered that I was suppose to park 
across the street. Our home has a big picture window 
that looks out on our street lined with majestic oaks. 
Once I was parked and was about to open the door, I 
noticed that the drapes of our picture window began to 
part about shoulder width. 

Just then, Kathy stepped into the lighted space between 
the drapes and she was topless. I got out of the car and 
stood by the door just watching. She would pinch her 
nipples and lick them. I saw her cup first one breast 
then the other and squeeze them tightly while pulling 
her nipples. 

She pulled her nipples hard enough to lift her tits up 
and swung them like in a gently breeze. I was enjoying 
this sight when I noticed the paperboy riding his bike 
toward our house. I motioned to Kathy, but she was too 
engrossed in her activities to notice. After throwing 
the paper, the paperboy did notice. His eyes were glued 
to the figure in the window as he ran into the hedge at 
the edge of our property and crashed.

I rushed over to check his condition and he said, 
"Mister, did you see that lady?"

I replied, "That's no lady. That's my wife."

As I helped him up, I noticed that he had a little boner 
on and said, "I see she has the same effect on you as 
she does on me." He glance at my crotch noticing my big 
bulge then jumped up; mounted his bike and said as he 
peddled off, "She's a keeper, Mister."

Indeed, she was. My wife was a keeper. After that day, 
our paper was hand delivered to the door. Kathy would 
say, "Let me get that." She always wore a shear blouse 
without a bra and I noticed she would pinch her nipples 
on the way to the door. She always made it a point to 
have a short conversation with Dave, our paperboy. Some 
days she would drop a piece of paper and bend over so he 
could gaze on those lovely titties. 

He was usually grasping the front of his pants when he 
left our house. I know when he went home it was my 
wife's image that he jacked off to by shooting his 
virgin load into a towel. Excuse my digression; after 
the Dave headed down the street, I entered the front 
door. Kathy was naked in the overstuffed chair and she 
had the monster inserted about 8" deep.

She said, "Are you just gonna stand there? Or are you 
gonna come and play?"

I began to walk in her direction and she said, "On your 
hands and knees, please."

My cock was throbbing and it was directing my actions as 
I crawled over to her. She said, "Lick my legs."

She must have had them waxed that day because they were 
so soft as my tongue made its way up her lovely 
appendages. She would spread legs wide, so I could get 
to spot where her leg connected to her torso. When I 
licked that fold, she would moan. I could smell her 
pussy's scent. It was intoxicating. I was so fucking hot 
for her like an elk in rut.

She fucked herself with the dildo, removed it then 
placed it between her legs just like the day before. 
Once it was there, sticking straight up glistening with 
her wetness, she said, "Honey, if you want to fuck me, 
suck this like you want someone to suck your cock."

I began to stroke her legs up and down with the back of 
my hand and kissed them with the lightest touch. Her 
legs were soft as clouds. I licked the tip of that cock 
and said, "You smell so good and taste even better." I 
slowly slipped that cock into my mouth and began 
swirling my tongue around the circumference to get all 
her juices off.

She responded, "That's looks real good. I'm getting so 
wet just watching you. Suck that big dick. Take it all 
the way down. Get all my juice off of it."

After about ten minutes of sucking with intervals on 
dildo insertion to renew her wetness on the shaft she 
said, "I'm ready for you to fuck me now. Get over by the 
couch."

I removed my clothes and knelt on the couch with my ass 
facing my wife. Soon I felt the dildo slip past my anal 
sphincter. She started working it and it felt 
surprisingly good. The sensation as it slid in and out 
and the fullness when it was deep inside me made me 
wonder maybe I should have been a woman. My cock was as 
hard a diamond as Kathy continued to work that dildo in 
my ass.

She exclaimed, "You have 11" in. How does it feel?"

"It feels good, Sweetie, keep it up," was all I could 
say.

My nuts were tingling when she finally climbed on the 
two-headed monster to finish up. With her moaning, "Oh, 
Honey, fuck me with that big cock up your ass. It feels 
so good."

I could hear her cunt as it squished and sucked as the 
dildo slid in and out. She was cumming and cumming and 
moaning, "Fucking god, that feel so good. You're so 
wonderful to fuck me like this. I love watching you suck 
cock, drink cum and get ass-fucked. It makes me so hot 
for you. Fuck me harder. Make me cum again."

This went on for about ten minutes and my ass was 
getting sore, but Kathy must have had twenty orgasms 
before we stopped.

I asked her, "Did you talk to Pat again today?"

My wife replied, "Yes, I talked with my mistress."

"Did she make you do this?" I asked.

"She made some suggestions and I did the rest," my wife 
responded.

"We need to get her over here for a talk about what's 
going on between us, between you and her. When she calls 
tomorrow, ask her to come over so we can talk," I said.

My cock was still in need of attention, so my wife 
looked at it and said, "Do you want to fuck my ass?"

I was amazed that she would suggest that, but who was I 
to buck the trend. I replied before she could change her 
mind, "Well, hell, yes, I'd like to fuck you ass, 
Sweetie."

She knelt on the floor on all fours as I slid up next to 
her beautiful creamy white cheeks and slipping my cock 
between them. She said, "Here, use some of this lube. It 
worked pretty well on your butt."

I greased up my pole and began to insert it into a place 
on my wife I'd never been before. The feeling was 
wonderfully tight like fucking a virgin again. Once 
inside, I began sliding my cock in and out slowly and 
she began moaning saying, "Oh, oh, oh my god, I can feel 
it stretching my pussy too. It feels so good. Rub my 
clit."

I licked my fingers; reached around and under her and 
found the right spot. I began with a slow rotation. My 
cock noticed that she was clenching her ass when I 
pushed in and I commented, "What are you doing, 
Sweetie?"

She replied, "My mistress said this would feel great for 
you. Does it?"

It was a feeling sort of like when Pat sat motionless on 
my cock and made me cum except this tighter. I replied, 
"Yes, it feels great. You're so tight like that first 
fuck we had in high school."

I could feel the urge building as it weld up from my 
depths and a short time later I rammed my cock deep into 
her butt and came with several uncontrollable jerks and 
spasms. I pulled out and lay there exhausted.

Kathy asked, "Was that as good for you as it was for 
me?"

I replied, "Did you like it?"

"It was different, but it felt so right. We can do it 
again if you want," she said.

I said, "If you suck me to get started, I'll fuck your 
ass again." My wife was on my cock like duck on a June 
bug.

I was hard in a minute or two. I tried to delay getting 
hard so I could enjoy the sight of her lovely lips 
sliding over my cock. It felt great – too great because 
I was hard sooner than I wanted. I pulled it out of her 
mouth and proceeded to give her ass all my worth. She 
came several times by rubbing her clit and I blasted 
another load into her crevasse of darkness. We decided 
to rest for the remainder of the evening.

The next evening when I arrived home, Kathy was on the 
phone. I assumed it was Pat.

My wife said, "My mistress wants to talk with us. I'll 
put her on the speaker phone."

I heard the familiar voice then it said, "I want both of 
you to take your clothes off and sit opposite from each 
other in the living room. Do it now!"

I looked at my wife and raised my eyebrow as to say, "Is 
she serious?" Kathy nodded and began taking her clothes 
off. I figured – what the hell – and began removing 
mine, too. 

My wife said, "My mistress, we're both naked and sitting 
in our places."

Pat's voice said, "My little cunt, I want you to go to 
the front door, open it and retrieve the package that's 
on your porch."

I hadn't seen a package on the porch when I came in a 
few minutes earlier, but sure enough, Kathy returned 
with a box that was about 12"x 24".

Pat's voice said, "Open it and tell me what you see in 
there."

My wife ripped into the box like a kid at Christmas. 
Once it was open, my wife said, "It something that looks 
like clips, a ball with a strap, a couple dildos, 
handcuffs and a bunch of things that I don't what they 
are."

The voice on the phone said, "Have your husband find the 
cuffs and cuff you to the living room columns. Do it 
now!"

I found the cuffs and Kathy was already standing by the 
columns with her hands behind her back like she was 
really anxious to proceed. I cuffed her securely to the 
columns.

The voice on the phone said, "Have your husband find the 
clips that are flat and connected with a chain. Do it, 
hurry!"

I began rummaging around in the box found some clips 
that had a chain connecting them.

Pat then said, "Attach a clip to each of my little 
cunt's nipples."

"There's no fucking way. I'm not doing that!" I 
exclaimed.

My wife looked at me and said, "If my mistress wants you 
to do it, I want you to do it."

Pat's voice said, "Very good, my little cunt. You're a 
good student. That's the correct answer."

I said reluctantly, "Are you sure this is what you 
want?"

Kathy replied, "Yes, I've been doing this for a week 
except using my fingers."

I took these things that looked like 1" alligator clips 
except they were flat where they clamped together. The 
spring tension was pretty strong for something that 
small. I opened the first clip wide enough to slip over 
my wife's erect nipple and slowly released the tension.

Kathy cried, "Oh, god, it hurts," and shuttered with an 
orgasm that ran down her leg. "Do the other one hurry!" 
were the next words out of her mouth.

I reluctantly proceeded and attached the other clip. My 
wife had another orgasm and began to moan, "It hurts so 
much, but it hurts so good."

The voice said, "There are two small separate clips just 
like the ones with the chain. Get those."

I found them and I replied, "I have them."

The voice said, "Have my little cunt spread her legs and 
attach a clip on each of her lips."

I looked up at my wife and she just nodded her head. I 
attached the first clip and she screamed, "Oh, no. No 
more."

The voice on the phone commanded, "Put the other one on 
now, my two-legged dildo."

Kathy was just moaning something incomprehensible so per 
her last understandable instructions, I attached the 
second clip. My cock was steel. I don't know if it was 
my wife being pain or just being so pliable to Pat's 
voice and commands, but this was making me so hard.

My wife let out another scream and came again. The voice 
said, "Get the dildo out of the box, suck on it until 
it's good and wet then fuck her with it."

I found an 8" one. I began licking it up and down and 
sliding it in and out of my mouth. This must have been 
an expensive one because it felt just like a real cock. 
I placed it at the entrance to her pleasure cave and 
began to push it slowly. She immediately had another 
orgasm. Slowly it went in and once fully inserted, I 
began a steady in and out rhythm. My wife seemed to cum 
every one or two minutes. Her juices were flowing in a 
cascade down her legs.

Pat's voice said, "There's another dildo in the box for 
you. I want you to put it in your ass and fuck yourself 
while you keep fucking my little cunt."

I found it and began to lick and suck it until it was 
really wet. I sat on it and it slipped right in my ass. 
It had a suction cup that stuck to the hard wood floor 
nicely. I began to go up and down on it as I returned to 
fucking my wife with the dildo in her cunt. She was 
cumming non-stop now and my nuts were feeling real good, 
too.

The voice said, "OK, that's all for tonight. You may 
return to normal." There was a click and she was gone.

I removed the clips from her pussy and tits and unlocked 
the cuffs. I slowly removed the dildo from her cunt. My 
wife let out a gasp of ecstasy relief and collapsed to 
the floor. She reached around me and pulled the dildo 
out of my ass.

After expending all that energy, we just laid there on 
the floor. My cock was still hard. I was so fucking 
horny that my mind was schizophrenic. I could smell the 
sweet scent of her pussy and maybe it was just because I 
was so close to something I had had and now couldn't 
have. I felt like Adam in the Garden of Eden. Whatever 
it was – I lost it. I told her I'm going to fuck you now 
and I don't care if Pat knows. I shoved my cock deep 
into cunt.

Kathy struggled trying to fight me off and protested 
saying, "No, don't do this! Please stop! Don't cum 
inside me – please don't.

I finally pinned her down a fucked the shit out of her. 
I came with a torrent of semen in a few minutes. I told 
her, "You better not say anything to Pat, your mistress, 
about this." Technically, I guess that I had just raped 
my wife.

The next day, I woke up feeling bad about what I'd done, 
but damn it, she was my wife and I had some ownership in 
her body, too. I looked at my lovely wife and said, "I'm 
so sorry about last night. I just lost it. It won't 
happen again."

Kathy said, "That's OK. It's over now. We just need to 
move on. Do you know that you've got a zit starting on 
your forehead?"    

I hadn't had a zit since college, but one would pop up 
every now and then usually due to stress. I would say 
I'd been under some stress lately. As I left for work, I 
told my wife to make sure Pat came over so we all could 
talk again.

When I arrived home that evening, I noticed Pat's beat 
up piece of shit car parked on the street. I pulled into 
the driveway and headed to the front door determined I 
was going to stop whatever was going on between Pat and 
Kathy.

I stepped into the foyer and announced, "I'm home."

From the living room, I heard a collective, "We're in 
here."

I walked in the living room and sitting on the couch 
were Pat and my wife – naked. They stood up as Pat put 
her arm around Kathy, she said, "Doesn't my little cunt 
look stunning?"

Kathy did look great. Her lips had the fire engine 
lipstick that Pat wore the first time we saw her and the 
same for her nails and toes. Her hair shimmered in the 
light as Pat gently stroked it. Her nipples were hard, 
puffy and erect. Pat reached over and tweaked one, which 
sent a shiver through my wife. She had that orgasmic 
glow on her face. I could see the two-headed dildo 
sticking out of her pussy. She was so wet that juice was 
dripping off the other head.

Before I could answer Pat said, "Why don't you take a 
seat in that overstuffed chair and we'll sit here?

As both of those beautiful women sat down, they spread 
their legs to give me a full view of their precious gift 
that was cradled at the apex of their legs. Kathy's was 
full with the dildo, but Pat's was damp with wetness 
that had run down her leg headed toward her butt. Pat 
reached over and gave the dildo a twist, which caused my 
wife to squirm; then she just began to slide it in and 
out of my wife's twat very slowly.

"Does it bother you – the fact that I have control of 
your wife and her pussy? I have been nice enough to let 
you fuck her mouth and ass," Pat growled. "I heard you 
enjoyed fucking her ass so much that you did it twice. 
And her mouth – wasn't it nice slipping your cock all 
the way down her throat so you could cum inside her just 
like it was her cunt? You know you liked it. I would say 
you LOVED it. You sick bastard."

I responded, "Who the fuck are you and what have you 
done to my wife?"

Pat responded, "I haven't done anything to your wife. 
I've just shown her the joy of knowing her body and the 
freedom that "giving in" allows. I'm also the person you 
both belong to now."

Kathy looked at me with those big blues and said, 
"Honey, just take your clothes off. It'll be worth it."

"Can you hear yourself? What kind of fucking control 
does this bitch have over you?" I replied.

In a softer tone, Pat said, "Now, now, let's not get 
nasty. Just look at this dildo in your wife's pussy. See 
how wet it is for you. She wants you to suck her wetness 
off of this thing. I hear you've been doing a great job 
so far. Come on, your wife needs you to do this for 
her."

I looked at Kathy and a tear ran down her cheek as she 
said, "Please, Honey, we've always done everything 
together. Please."

Kathy knew I couldn't resist her tears. I removed my 
clothes and crawled over to the dildo between my wife's 
legs and began to lick it.

Pat said, "Let me turn it around. This end is wetter and 
tastes better."

Pat watched and would commented, "If this was a real 
cock, you could pull the foreskin back and work the head 
real good with lots of spit. How does it feel in your 
mouth?" as she looked at me on my knees sucking this 
giant dildo drenched with my wife's juices.

Pat snapped, "I asked you a question. Answer me!"

I stammered, "I-It tastes and feels good."

"What do you like about it?" she replied.

"The way if fills up my mouth," I responded.

"What do you like about women?" Pat queried.

In between sucking the cock, I responded, "Oh lots of 
things. I love their long silky hair, their soft skin, 
their breasts and how they come in all different sizes 
and types. You know like your breasts are perfectly 
rounded and Kathy's are pear-shaped and how her nipples 
point up while yours point out. I love their pussies. 
How the lips can be big or small, their clits can be 
small or almost cock like. Plus they get to wear really 
soft and sexy clothes, but the most important thing, I 
think, is that they can suck a cock or get fucked 
anytime they want it. All they have to do is ask any guy 
and most will drop their pants on the spot."

Pat asked, "Do you watch any gay porn?"

I replied, "Hell no. The site of seeing a guy sucking 
another guy's dick makes me sick. I don't like seeing 
them kissing or holding hands. It all bothers me. But I 
do like watching women suck cock. The way their lips and 
tongue work the head, shaft and balls that gets me hot."

Pat peppered a few more questions, "If I filmed you 
sucking Gary's cock, would seeing that disgust you? So 
when you suck Gary's cock what's going through your 
mind? Do you think you're a guy or girl sucking this 
cock?"

I replied, "When I'm sucking his cock, it's like I'm 
having an out of body experience and I'm not a guy. I'm 
just me, my consciousness. My tongue and mouth are just 
doing what I know feels good."

Pat replied, "Sounds like you've thought about this a 
lot more than normal. Enough conversation already." Pat 
spread her legs and said, "I want you to eat my pussy."

I dove in and began eating like a starving dog on a 
steak. She had two handfuls of hair as she ground her 
cunt into my face until she shuttered through several 
orgasms.

Kathy was still sitting there quietly watching with that 
huge dildo in her cunt and her juices just dripping from 
the unencumbered end. I think it must have taking root.

Pat said, "Do you have a zit on your face at your age?" 
She reached down and took my hand while making that 
statement.

I said, "I get one every now and then."

"I have some medicine that's guaranteed to get rid of 
that plus make your skin softer," she declared. 
Continuing she said, "I date three different 
dermatologists and I get free medicine."

"How many of them are you fucking?" I responded.

Pat replied, "You better watch yourself because you're 
pretty close to being punished, but the answer is one – 
for now."

Pat reached down in her bag of stuff and found two pill 
bottles. She said, "This is a 30 day supply. You have to 
take them every day. I'll get you some water, so you can 
take them right now." She stood up and headed for our 
kitchen.

I looked at my wife and said, "What the fuck are we 
doing? She's taking over of lives?"

Kathy looked down at me and said, "I really like it. I 
don't have any choices to worry about. All I have to do 
is do what she says and she makes me feels so good. 
She's becoming very important to me. Honey, you'll grow 
to love her, too. We can make this work."

At that moment, I knew I'd lost my wife to Pat and the 
only way I could keep Kathy in my life was to submit to 
Pat's orders. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

Pat re-entered from the kitchen with a glass of water. 
She handed me two pills and said, "Take these two now 
and my little cunt will make sure you take them every 
day from now on. Won't you?"

My wife replied, "Yes, my mistress."

Pat rummaged around in her bag and pulled out the 
handcuffs then looking at me she said, "We need to 
restrain you, so my sweetness and I can play with you 
and give you some pleasure, too."

Pat led me over to the columns and cuffed my hands 
around them behind my back so that I was facing out 
toward the living room. She then did some cuffs on my 
ankles as well and said in a very serious tone, "Now 
that we have you secured, I have a few questions to ask 
you. You need to tell me the truth. I have a guiding 
principle and it's "Honesty". 

I want nothing to do with anyone who lies to me and I 
have stuck with that premise throughout my life. I have 
tried to be scrupulously honest in all of my dealings 
with other people. The reason I'm telling you this is 
that this is a major thing for me. Honesty will be the 
foundation on which our relationship – Kathy, yours and 
mine – is built. Do you understand?"

I replied, "Yes, that sounds reasonable."

Pat retorted, "Yes, your lady."

I replied, "Yes, that sounds reasonable, your lady."

My lady then asked, "Did you fuck my little cunt last 
night?"
 
I hesitated and looked at Kathy. Her eyes were looking 
downward toward the floor and I said, "God damn it! I 
told you not to tell her!"

My lady had a scowl come over her face and she said, 
"She didn't say anything about it. Before you got home, 
I ate her out and I tasted your cum in her pussy. You 
know that her pussy is mine and yet you chose to fuck it 
any way. You will have to be punished and learn to 
respect my property."

She walked over to me and attached what looked like 
binder clips to my scrotum. It hurt like hell and then 
Pat took two more and put those on my nipples, which 
hurt even more than the ones on my jewels. She looked at 
me and said, "Will you respect my property and not touch 
her except when I tell you?"

"Yes, your lady. I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

My lady replied, "I know you won't," as she attached two 
more clips to my cock. The pain was getting pretty 
intense. Pat looked at my wife and said, "We can leave 
him here for now and he can watch ME fuck you."

Pat had my wife lie down as she produced a 10" strap-on 
cock from her bag. She adeptly attached to it herself 
like I assumed she had done many times before. She 
pulled the two-headed dildo out of my wife's cunt and 
immediately began slamming that cock into her. Kathy 
screamed, "That hurts, please, not so hard, my 
mistress."

Pat snarled, "This is your punishment for not telling me 
he fucked you, my little cunt. Your pussy is mine and 
mine alone. You can only give it away if I tell you. Do 
you understand?"

My wife cried, "Yes, my mistress, whatever you say." Pat 
continued to rip into Kathy's cunt with that big cock 
for about ten minutes. Pat pulled out and began to walk 
in my direction as my wife was crying just quivering 
with fear or maybe a couple orgasms. A little trickle of 
blood ran down her leg from Pat's assault.

She sneered, "Kneel down and suck this cunt juice off."

It was difficult with the cuffs on, but I managed to get 
in a kneeling position and Pat rammed her temporary 
appendage into my mouth and shouting at me, "Suck it, 
lick it, take it all the way in your mouth. I knew you 
wanted to be a cocksucker the first time I saw you. You 
love cock. You love how it feels in your mouth – its 
heat, the throbbing. You love the feel cum shooting in 
your mouth. You crave the taste of cum. You love 
swallowing it – the way it trickles down your throat. 
You need to drink cum every day. Don't you? Answer me! 
Don't you?"

She pulled that rubber cock out of my mouth and I was in 
no position to argue and answered, "Yes, your lady."

Pat turned and looked at my wife still curled up in the 
fetal position watching her husband being violated by 
this woman who had inserted herself into our lives, not 
to mention several other things. 

Pat said, "Listen to these instructions. I'm going to 
leave this play thing with you. I want you to jack him 
off and collect his cum every day. You open this 
compartment and put his cum in here. I want you to tell 
him "Suck my dick" and after he's been sucking for ten 
minutes, push this button. It will shoot his cum into 
his mouth just like a real cock. After that, you will 
fuck his ass while stroking his cock until he cums. Do 
you understand my instructions? I'll know if don't do 
it, so don't make me punish you again because it'll be 
worse than today."

My wife responded, "Yes, my mistress, I understand."

After Pat had dressed, she threw the handcuff keys to my 
wife and left.

We had entered a new realm of depravity.

To be continued?

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex
with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it
isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
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