Mike Hunt's Stories
Be Careful What You Wish For...Part 2 by Mike Hunt
Be Careful What You Wish For...Part 2
Chapter 1 "There are no more secrets, Mike. We both know everything now, even your deepest and most perverse fantasies. Unfortunately for you, you have plenty of serious transgressions to atone for! Years of mistreating Terri, and looking outside your marriage, for starters. And you know how Terri likes to get even! Oh, how she'll enjoy being your dominant woman and punishing you for your gross misbehavior! I'm afraid that you'll be serving Terri in every conceivable way for the rest of your pathetic life or until she grows tired of you, whichever comes first. You will start now, by removing all of your clothes and kneeling before her," she instructed.
"B-but...," I stammered. I knew that I'd been had.
"Come now, Mike. Don't even think about wasting our time with meaningless arguments. Your pathetic little secrets are all out in the open now. We have several copies of the e-mail response that you sent me. We also have copies of your first session on videotape that proves you meant every single word that you wrote to me! So don't waste our time or insult our intelligence by feigning resistance! Unless, of course, you would prefer that we go public with this information! Take off your clothes, now!" Xenia demanded.
Realizing my predicament, I slowly began to undress. My tight fitting bikini briefs had been constricting my cock to just a semi-erect state. Within seconds after removing them, blood quickly engorged my cock. It soon grew to its' full 7 inches, throbbing to my heartbeat. They both laughed.
"What a pathetic slut! Now kneel down before Terri!" Xenia commanded.
I knelt down and awaited her next instruction.
"As I mentioned earlier, Terri has known about your interests for a while now. What you don't know is that several months ago, you foolishly left your house in a rush without signing yourself off AOL. Terri spent hours looking over your bookmarked websites that night. She had the opportunity to explore your many femdom sites, as well as several of your responses to femdom personal ads. Initially, she was not only hurt, but also repulsed by her discovery. Terri lost what little respect she had left for you, and your marriage suffered even more as a result. Shortly after that, she started cheating on you. But like most vanilla women, Terri didn't realize the profound advantages that come along with controlling and owning a submissive man. But luckily, Terri mentioned her discovery to Dr. Peter Anthony. You didn't know that she was seeing Peter on her own, did you?" she asked.
"N-no..," I stuttered, "...what do you mean by that?"
"Peter is quite aware and accepting of the alternative lifestyles, even though he hasn't been an active participant himself yet. If you're wondering how I know this, Peter happens to be a good friend of mine. So, one day the 3 of us got together to discuss the problems at hand. You see, not only was your marriage in deep trouble, but Peter and Terri have been having a torrid affair for several months now," she announced.
I felt a knot in the pit of my stomach.
"Oh, don't look so sad, Mike. You were almost certain that Terri was seeing someone anyway. After all, who could blame her? Peter is a gorgeous man with a very talented 9 inch cock. (sigh)... Unfortunately, he has no interest in exploring his submissive side, but we'll still make good use of him! He is a committed bachelor and has no interest in marriage or children. I don't think anyone could blame him for his attraction and passion towards Terri. She's a beautiful, desirable woman, and a fantastic lover. By the way, did you know that Terri is bi-sexual?" she asked in a quizzical tone.
"N-no...," I responded.
"Well, at least for the past month she has been," she mused.
She then turned to embrace Terri, and they passionately French kissed. She then released Terri and they both wickedly laughed.
"I never realized what I've been missing all of these years!" Terri commented.
"Now bend down and kiss my feet," Terri instructed me.
I looked her straight in the eyes. It was obvious that she was dead serious.
"Do it!" she demanded.
I looked down at her feet wearing the open toed, black, 5 inch heeled shoes. I bent down and kissed the insteps of her feet.
"Over time, you are going to get everything you wished for, and then some!" Terri warned.
"Even though Terri has no dominant experience, she has the right attitude! And that's all I need to mold her into a fine dominant woman for you, Mike. Aren't you glad that we've brought your secrets out of the closet for you?" she asked.
"Y-yes," I admitted. They both laughed.
"Yes, and we can see just how glad you are just by looking at your cock! But you're not the only one who will benefit! Think about this, Mike. Peter will now be able to have Terri as his lover without the fear of discovery, or even professional liability. If Terri had divorced you, it would have been only natural for her to want more from Peter. So now Peter need not concern himself with any of these problems. He can have the best part of Terri without any of the obligations. Terri will benefit too. Since she no longer needs to keep secrets from you, she can have Peter without guilt or fear of discovery. As an added benefit, her affair with Peter will also cause you extreme humiliation. Yes Mike, from now on, she'll be able to do whatever she wants, whenever she wants! And I can see by your throbbing cock, that this arrangement is going to work out just fine. Doesn't a cock make a wonderful barometer of a man's true feelings, Mike?" she asked in a devious tone.
I hung my head down in shame. They both laughed. My face burned hot from being flush with humiliation.
"For years, you were unable to fulfill your desires, Mike. And all along, the answer was right in your own house! Right under your nose, Mike. Of course, most women don't want a submissive wimp for a husband. They don't realize all of the possibilities that come with the package. Terri now understands that she may pursue all the pleasure she wants! All you and Terri needed was a little help to put it all together, and you sure came to the right person, Mike, didn't you?" she asked, smiling devilishly.
I remained silent.
"Didn't you?" she demanded.
"Yes," I responded. Xenia laughed wickedly once again.
"Now start stroking your pathetic pig meat, but do not cum unless I give you permission to! Do you understand?" Xenia added.
"Yes," I responded.
I slowly began stroking myself.
"Have you thought about how you will show your gratitude towards me in return for everything I've done for you?" Xenia deviously inquired.
"No," I replied.
"Well, I have! I'll not only have the benefit of enjoying your beautiful wife as my lover without fear of discovery, I will also have you to play with! But certainly not as my lover! In addition to serving Terri, you are also going to serve me once a week until further notice. I want you here on Tuesdays, the very same night that you both used to see Peter. So on Tuesdays while Peter enjoys the pleasure of your wife, I'll enjoy making some of your wishes come true. I'll enjoy fucking your ass with my strap on dildo while reminding you about what your wife is doing. But don't think for one minute that I'll make it easy for you, Mike. You will have to first earn the privilege of my dildo. You will earn your privileges by cleaning my entire office and therapy room each week, and by doing whatever else I demand. As you can see, I keep everything in pristine shape around here. From now on, it will be your job to maintain it! To add spice to your humiliation, you will be required to wear a sexy, French maid's uniform while you clean. After I'm satisfied with your work, you'll be required to submit to my dildo training. I want you to learn how to overcome your gag reflex. It may come in handy one day! After I'm satisfied with your dildo training, you will beg me to fuck your ass with it. We'll start smaller, but we'll eventually use this monster!" she said, producing an obscenely large black dildo from a wooden box. The dildo had to be at least 10 inches long and two inches in diameter.
My expression must have betrayed me, for they simultaneously laughed.
"So plan on being here from 6 to 9 every Tuesday night. I think that's the lea st you can do to show your appreciation for everything I've done, wouldn't you agree, slave?" Xenia asked in a devious tone.
"Yes," I agreed, as pre-cum formed at the tip of my aching cock.
"When I address you as slave, you will address me as mistress from now on. Do you understand, slave?" she instructed.
"Yes, mistress," I responded.
"That's better!" Xenia said.
"You have a very long weekend ahead of you. Your training will begin tonight. When we get home, we are going to review all the main points of your letter essay that you e-mailed to Xenia. You will then be punished for looking outside of our marriage to satisfy your pathetic weenie-pulling fantasies," Terri warned.
"Yes, you will be at Terri's beck and call at all times. You will obey whatever she tells you to do, and accept whatever she dishes out to you," Xenia added.
"By the way, do you remember the last time we fucked, Mike?" Terri asked.
"Yes," I replied, as I slowed my stroking pace.
"Well that was the last time, ever! Xenia made me realize that a slave should never be allowed to fuck his mistress," Terri said.
"That's right! A slut-slave like you should only be allowed to jerk off for the amusement of his mistress," Xenia added.
"But tonight is your lucky night! In the future, you will have to work much harder to earn the privilege of jerking off! Since this is your initiation, and we would like to be amused, we are going to make an exception," Terri said.
"In the future, we will control when you cum. You will have to prove yourself to be worthy of the privilege, of course!" Xenia mused.
"And Mike, don't think for a minute that you'll be able to jerk off behind my back! I plan to closely monitor the amount of your ejaculate each time, and it had better add up!" Terri explained.
"If it doesn't add up, you will be forced to wear a chastity device. Indefinitely!" Xenia added.
I had to stop stroking, otherwise I would have lost control and gone over the edge.
"Look how excited his new arrangement is making him! He has to stop jerking off, otherwise he'll cum without our permission!" Terri commented. They both laughed.
"Yes, but he doesn't have our permission to stop stroking! Continue!" Xenia demanded.
I stroked as slowly as possible, but I was on the edge, and would not be able to stop the inevitable. Seconds later, I groaned and sprayed my cum all over the floor in a magnificent orgasm.
"Look! The pig slut came without our permission!" Terri commented.
"Do you remember the proper punishment for that?" Xenia asked Terri.
"I sure do! Get down and lick your cum up off the floor. Now!" Terri demanded.
"Please, don't make me do that," I pleaded.
"Oh, but you will do it! That's the standard punishment for cumming without permission," Terri insisted.
"But not necessarily the only time you'll have to do it! So get used to it!" Xenia added.
I knelt there motionless and undecided.
"Do you think you have a choice? Refuse, and I promise you that you'll never be able to show your face in town ever again! Now do it!" Xenia warned.
"That's blackmail!" I charged.
"And are you willing to have your pathetic secrets dragged through the police and through the courts?" Xenia asked.
Without another word, I bent over and began to lick and suck up my cum off the cold floor. It was salty, cold, and slimy. I almost gagged. They both laughed.
"He may hate it now, but before long, he'll learn to appreciate it. They all do! You'll see," Xenia told Terri.
"Why don't you take him home now and get started. I'll stop by tomorrow as planned," Xenia suggested.
"Get dressed, and let's go!" Terri instructed.
Terri just put a raincoat on over her outfit. I quickly got dressed, and we left right after I wrote out a check for $400.
Chapter 2
We walked out into a rather cool night for late August. Terri drove as I sat next to her in a dumbfounded state. My thoughts were scattered all over the board. After several minutes, I collected myself enough to break the silence.
"How could you cheat on me like that?" I asked.
"First of all, don't you dare try to put me on the defensive! I no longer owe you an explanation for anything I do! Secondly, how dare you judge me when you were looking outside of the marriage yourself?" she asked.
I looked at her in disbelief.
"Answer me!" she demanded.
"Terri, be reasonable!" I pleaded.
"It's Goddess to you from now on. The only time I will allow you to call me Terri is in the presence of family and friends. And that's only if you remain well behaved. Otherwise I'll begin to embarrass you in front of your friends. If you persist in giving me a hard time beyond that, I'll begin to embarrass you in front of family too. So I hope you can see that there's plenty of motivation for you to play ball with me. Furthermore, words like reasonable and fair no longer have any meaning in our relationship. You really fucked yourself good this time, Mike!" she laughed.
"Terri, please," I pleaded.
"What a fucking idiot you are! I just told you to address me as Goddess, and you ignore me. Do you think this is some kind of game? This is real, Mike! You fell into a trap that you're never going to get out of! Do you know how many times I wanted to divorce your fucking ass? But I was scared to death. You would have tried to screw me any way possible. I know how you are! But now I have the upper hand. I have all the control now, Mike," she said, her anger on the rise.
"What if I simply refuse to play along? What if I file for divorce?" I asked, ignoring her anger.
"You already know the answer to that! That's why you ate your own cum a few minutes ago. Do you want people to see proof that you're a pathetic slut, cum eating, jerk off, Mike?" she laughed.
"What?" I replied.
"You didn't realize that Xenia videotaped you while you were licking and sucking up the cum that you jerked off all over the floor, did you?" she laughed.
"Fuck you!" I shouted.
"No...it's you who is fucked," she coolly responded.
"That's fucking blackmail," I angrily responded.
"So? What of it? There is nothing you will ever do about it! You're already in too deep. Besides, why are you so angry and upset? This is what you've always wanted, Mike. You certainly haven't forgotten that this is what you wished for! And you know you can't ever deny the sincerity of your wishes, because we have the proof! You're beat, Mike! Completely! You swallowed our bait hook, line, and sinker! So give it up. Believe me, we've covered all the bases. Resisting is futile. The only thing you can do is submit!" she explained.
"Terri, I'll give you anything you want! Please stop this!" I pleaded, panic stricken.
"Boy, are you a fucking asshole! You're going to give me anything I want anyway! So your offer is meaningless! Also, your punishment is quickly adding up! You've already sworn at me, and you persist in calling me Terri even after I've instructed you not to. When we get inside, I'm going to show you just how serious I am about all this!" she warned, as she pulled into our driveway.
My head was spinning, and I was at a loss for words. The moment we walked into the house, Terri instructed me to go upstairs, get undressed, and wait for her. I quickly complied, and nervously waited in our bedroom. She made me sweat by taking her sweet time. Ten minutes later, she finally came up. She ordered me up onto the bed, face down. She quickly tied both of my wrists to the bedposts, just two or three inches above the top of the mattress.
"What are you going to do?" I asked nervously.
"You'll see. Get on your knees now!" she demanded.
She climbed up on the bed behind me. Since my hands were tied low, my head and shoulders stayed down low, while my ass protruded up and out towards her. I turned my head over my shoulder to see what she was doing.
"Did I give you permission to look? she asked.
"No, but...," I tried to explain, but she interrupted.
"But nothing!" she exclaimed.
She then slapped my ass with surprising authority. I jumped as the crack reverberated throughout the room.
"Ouch!" I shouted. I couldn't believe what was happening. Even though I had fantasized about being in such a situation dozens of times, never in a million years did I consider it would be with my wife!
"That was the first of thousands you're gonna get over the years! After all, you did wish for spankings and whippings when deserved, didn't you?" she asked.
"Yes, but...," I tried to explain, but she interrupted once again.
"But? My, you are a slow learner aren't you?" she exclaimed.
She then slapped my ass even harder.
"Oww!" I reacted.
"Let's try again. You did wish for spankings and whippings when deserved, didn't you?" she inquired in a sarcastic tone.
"Yes," I responded.
"Yes, I seem to recall that you wished for them often, and for the slightest infractions! Now hold still," she instructed.
She spread my ass cheeks apart, and squeezed a generous amount of cold lubricant along the crack of my ass.
"But first I'm going to shove this butt plug up your ass. You will hold it in place until I give you permission to release it. Do you understand?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"Butt plugs were a part of your fantasies, weren't they?" she asked.
"Yes," I admitted. Since she already knew the answer, there was no point in denying anything. She brushed and rolled the plug along the crack of my ass to coat it with the lubricant that she had just applied to my ass.
"Do you realize how fortunate you are that I am even using this KY jelly?" she asked.
"I haven't given it much thought," I replied.
"Maybe I should remove the lubrication so that you'll give it some thought," she warned.
"Ok ok, you win! I realize how fortunate I am," I offered.
"I'll always win, slut! This is a relatively small plug. I have two larger ones that you'll have to graduate to very soon. Xenia told me to start slow on your virgin ass because if I rip you, it'll spoil our fun for awhile," she explained, as she fully inserted the plug.
"Now, I will add to your punishment if you let it fall out. Do you understand?" she asked.
"Yes," I responded.
"Good! Now, I want to know why you fought with me for 12 fucking years about housework, when you were willing to go out and do it all for a perfect stranger?" she asked, in an irritated tone of voice.
"Uh...," I started to respond, but she slapped my ass viciously 5 times.
"You were about to say?" she quipped. My ass was already on fire.
"I'm sorry, honey," I pleaded.
"I am not your honey anymore. I am your Goddess, and believe me, I won't be sweet at all! I'll be more like vinegar! Maybe this will help you to remember," she said, then viciously slapped my ass 5 more times again.
"What do you think your punishment should be for your willingness to do all the housework for a perfect stranger while helping your own wife as little as possible? Think carefully, because if you give me the wrong answer, I will beat your ass so fucking hard that you won't be able to sit for a week!" she warned.
"I'll do all of the housework for you from now on," I responded.
"Damned right, you will! I'm not going to lift a finger around here anymore! Also, starting now, I will control the money. All of it! You will turn your paycheck over to me, and I will give you a small allowance each week. Other than your personal incidentals, I will make every buying decision from now on! Now, what do you think your punishment should be for hiding that 20 dollars in cash each week over the past 12 years?" she asked.
"I'll give you all the money," I replied.
"That goes without saying! But there's more! Over the next 12 years, you will also receive one lash of my whip for every dollar you hid from me. The math is easy. That's 20 lashes per week for the next 12 years, if I don't discard you by then. Just think, your lashes will just about be healed up for your nex t lashing! How appropriate," she mused.
Then she viciously slapped my ass 5 more times. My legs were starting to quiver, and it was getting harder to hold the plug in.
"So, the idea of forced feminization arouses you too?" she asked sarcastically.
"Yes," I admitted.
"Well, I have good news for you, slut. After I untie you, I'm going to begin your feminization. I'm going to remove all of your body hair from the neck down. Over time, I'm going to turn your asshole into a cunt, Mike. And sluts need their cunts fucked regularly, don't they?" she asked.
I remained silent.
Terri lost her temper and repeatedly slapped my ass in a fury, swearing and screaming for me to answer her.
"Yes!" I finally admitted. My whole body was shaking. I couldn't take much more. "Your new name will be Michelle. And Michelle is going to be such a slut, isn't she?" she asked in a deviously angry tone.
"Yes!" I immediately responded, not risking another blow. My legs were visibly shaking, and I had to squeeze my red, beaten asscheeks together as hard as possible to prevent the plug from falling out. I knew I couldn't hold it in much longer.
"Yes, slut Michelle will live for two reasons. To serve me and anyone else I choose, and to have her cunt filled as often as possible. If you prove to be an obedient slut, I will not require you to take female hormones. But if you are disobedient, I will force you to take them. That means you'll grow larger breasts, and your balls will shrink. Your cock may even get smaller too. So you'd better play ball and get with the program. You do everything I say, when I say it, and without hesitation. Do you understand me?" she demanded, in a dead serious tone.
"Yes," I replied, grimacing. My knees were giving out under me. She ignored my predicament.
"One more thing. If you remain obedient, I will allow you the privilege to continue working. But remember this, if you don't play ball, Xenia and I can to arrange for you to suck off 15 cocks a day at 20 bucks a pop to replace your work income! If you think I'm bluffing, just try me! Understand?" she asked.
She had gone mad with power. I couldn't think of anything I could do besides submitting to her whims, or leaving town in shame with my tail between my legs.
"Yes," I gasped. I was out of holding power. I finally gave up and let go. The plug popped out onto the bed.
"Naughty slut!" she scolded.
"I'm sorry! I just...," I tried to explain, but she interrupted.
"Shut the fuck up, and open your mouth!" she demanded.
She picked up the plug and inserted it into my mouth.
"Now hold it there until I tell you to do otherwise!" she demanded.
It tasted bitter, and it was still slimy from the lubricant. She then untied me.
"Get into the bathtub," she instructed.
I quickly complied and waited for her. She came in and expediently applied a thick creamy lather over my entire body from the neck down. Soon my body began to tingle. After several minutes, the substance began to irritate my skin. She made me wait several more minutes. By the time she instructed me to shower off, my whole body felt downright uncomfortable. I watched in anguish as all of my body hair washed away along with the lather substance, but at least the rinse provided physical relief.
My skin was as smooth as a baby's butt. Terri carefully inspected my hairless body. Satisfied, she handed me a towel to dry off. Then she applied a perfumed body oil over my entire body. My hairless body glistened.
She finally allowed me to remove the plug from my mouth. Plenty of saliva had accumulated, since I didn't want to swallow any. I walked over to the toilet and spit it all out.
"May I brush my teeth?" I asked.
"As punishment for spitting without my permission, you may not!" she replied.
"But how could I have even asked you with a mouthful of saliva?" I questioned.
"Simply by swallowing it first. You're going to be deep tonguing my ass quite often from now on. I may even start using your tongue for toilet paper, so you'd better get used to the taste!" she responded.
I looked at her in disbelief, but she only laughed at me.
"I happen to know that Xenia also plans on having her asshole worshipped by you. I wonder how ripe her ass will be so late in the day!" she smirked.
"Follow me!" she instructed.
We walked into the master bedroom. She opened one of her drawers and took out some feminine garments. She handed me a pair of black, silk, French panties.
"Here, put these on!" she instructed.
I quickly put them on. The silk felt very sexy against my hairless skin. Several minutes later, I also had on silk stockings, garter, and a bra. My cock started to push against the loose fitting panties, creating a silk tent.
"Such a slut you are, Michelle!" she said, taking notice.
She then put a wig over my head, and spent a few minutes fixing it.
"You are going to grow your hair long. In a few months, it'll be long enough so that we won't have to fuck with wigs anymore!" she commented.
She was right. My hair was already reaching down to my shirt collar. In a few months, I wouldn't need a wig.
"I won't bother to make you up tonight. It'll only mess up anyway when you spend the next hour or so worshipping my ass and pussy with your lips and tongue. Now turn around and bend over," she instructed.
She then squeezed lubricant along the crack of my ass again.
"You didn't do too well with your last plug, so we're going to try a larger one. Spread wide!" she instructed.
She slowly worked the plug in. I groaned and slightly shuddered as she pushed the widest part through the rim of my asshole. The remainder of the plug then slid in easily.
"There! Oooou..., my slut likes that, doesn't she?" she said in a mocking tone.
She reached around me to lightly stroke the length of my throbbing cock just once, then laughed wickedly.
"Now pull up your panties, and be sure to hold the plug in this time!" she warned.
I pulled them up, but my cock was too hard for the loose fitting, silky panty to contain. My cock slid through the left leg hole, and stood up at a 45 degree angle. She laughed again.
"I'm glad Michelle is feeling so sexy! If just having your pussy filled with a plug makes you that hard, I can't wait to see how you respond to having it f ucked!" she mused.
I felt the familiar burn of a humiliating, submissive fever kick in. I had felt it many times before during my submissive fantasies. A drop of precum formed at the tip of my cock hole as I waited.
She stared at me for a few moments, and must have read my mind.
"This really is what you wanted, isn't it?" she asked, almost in disbelief.
I just stood there in silence as my cock throbbed.
"You don't even have to answer, I can see it in your eyes!" she claimed.
I turned my face away from hers in shame, flushed with embarrassment.
"Look at me!" she instructed.
I turned my face back towards hers, but avoided eye contact.
"Look into my eyes!" she demanded.
As I did, I felt the razor sharp connection of submissive exposure to someone who was going to exploit it to every advantage until something better came along. She laughed in a knowing, sly demeanor. At that moment, I think we both realized that she hadn't even warmed up yet. We had a long, long game ahead of us. A game that would provide her with a stacked deck for every hand.
"Ohhh, are you gonna get it! I'm gonna love paying you back for 12 years of crap!" she warned. She then reached under my padded bra, fiercely squeezed my nipples and then twisted them so hard that I thought she might rip them off.
"Ow ow ow ow ow !" I shouted repeatedly from the sharp pain.
I believed her threat. Even though she was starting to frighten me, my cock continued to throb.
"So you fantasized about ass worship, did you? Well, get ready for your first session, slut!" she said, as she slowly removed her outfit.
God, was she beautiful! She got on top of the bed face down in a slow, feline, seductive manner. I instinctively climbed onto the bed and moved in towards her.
"I wanted your first ass worship session to be a special and unforgettable experience for you, so I didn't shower since last night! When you fantasized about giving your mistress tongue baths, did you ever think about how ripe armpits, ass holes, pussies, and feet can get?" she asked deviously.
I remained silent.
"So, you have thought about it! You really are a sick puppy! Well...I guess I don't have to understand it to enjoy it!" she laughed.
I knelt on the bed and waited.
"Get your nose in there!" she demanded, as she spread her legs.
I moved in and just barely touched her ass with the tip of my nose.
"Stop there! Take a deep breath, slut! Breathe in slowly and deeply for a while!" she instructed.
Her ass was ripe, and I became even further intoxicated with submissive lust. She made me sniff her ass for another minute. Then she made me thoroughly lick the entire crack of her ass, working my way into her ass hole. She tasted bitter, but the intense fever of my submissive humiliation allowed me to enjoy the experience. Soon, she had me deep tonguing her ass. I eagerly tongue fucked her asshole for many long minutes, until she turned over and forced me to worship her ripe pussy as well. She came several times.
Due to my heightened excitement, my butt plug fell out just before her last orgasm. When she came, I came along with her by rubbing my cock on the bed. When she found out a few minutes later, she was absolutely furious! By then, most of my cum had soaked into the sheets. She made me lick up what little cum remained, and promised that I would be punished the next day for cumming without her permission.
Then she put the plug into my mouth and forced me to hold it there for the rest of the night. She made me sleep the entire night on the floor at the foot of the bed with the plug in my mouth.
Chapter 3
I woke up to the alarm. Terri must have set it after I had fallen asleep. It was only 7AM.
"Get up and fix me some breakfast, slut!" she demanded.
I got up and walk towards the bathroom.
"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.
"I have to take a leak!" I replied.
"You'll take a leak when I give you permission to. Now put that plug back in your mouth and get to work!" she demanded.
I did as I was told. I prepared her breakfast, and brought it to her as quickly as possible. I looked at her with pleading eyes. She looked at me and laughed.
"You have to piss pretty badly, don't you?" she asked.
I nodded my head in agreement, and she laughed again.
"Go ahead, you may go," she finally said.
I ran to the bathroom to relieve myself. After pissing like a racehorse, I returned to her.
"Hungry?" she asked.
I nodded my head in agreement.
"Well, I may allow you to eat my leftovers later on if you are obedient. I'll let you go down and have your coffee now. You may shit, shower and shave afterwards. We will have company later at 6, and we have plenty of preparation to do," she explained.
After I showered and shaved, Terri had me get dressed. She made me wear lacy panties under my clothes. She took me shopping to several lingerie and women's clothing stores to buy lingerie, outfits and accessories for myself. She made me deal directly with the clerks as she watched from a distance. To increase my humiliation, she selected the youngest and prettiest clerk from each store for me to approach.
Each time, I had to admit that the articles were for me. The stifled giggles and snickers were numerous, adding to my already overwhelming humiliation.
Terri then took me downtown to a fetish shop, where she picked out a French Maid's outfit. Unlike the lingerie stores, the fetish shop allowed me to try on the outfit. Judging by the way the clerk treated me with relative indifference, it seemed likely that these people had already seen just about everything. Nevertheless, it was still humiliating for me!
Terri momentarily had me believing that she would force me to wear the outfit out of the shop. Thank God she backed off after having a good laugh at my reaction! It later occurred to me that the attention we would have received probably would have embarrassed her as much as it would have embarrassed me.
By the time we arrived home at 3pm, I was exhausted from the emotional drain of my shopping ordeal. Also, she still hadn't allowed me to eat anything all day. The moment we went inside, I reminded her of that fact. She then allowed me to finish the scraps she had left over at breakfast.
The food was woefully insufficient to curb my appetite. When I complained about it, she explained that she wanted me extra weak for our company later. When I questioned her about this, she simply explained that Xenia said it would make me more submissive and take most of the resistance out of me.
Terri then had me spend the next 3 hours cleaning the house while wearing my new French Maid's outfit. She wanted the house spotless before our company arrived. She then had me take another shower.
Afterwards, she dressed me up in a particularly slutty looking outfit I had been forced to purchase earlier. It was a silky, tight fitting, one piece mini dress that left three fourths of my thighs exposed. She had me wear panties and bra underneath, and stockings with a garter belt This time she applied make up too.
After she fixed the wig, Terri had me stand in front of the full length mirror to take a good long look at myself. At first, both my face and my slender 178 pound body looked almost passable with the stuffed bra underneath my dress. As I walked up closer to the mirror, however, my face just looked like a guy in drag, even with the make up. Nevertheless, my smooth, hairless body began to feel very sexy underneath the feminine clothing.
The doorbell rang at 6 sharp.
"Go answer the door!" Terri instructed.
"B-but..," I started to protest, but Terri interrupted.
"Don't give me any fucking back talk, slut! Do it!" she demanded.
I nervously walked to the door. I stood there for a moment. The bell rang again.
"Open the fucking door!" Terri screamed.
I sheepishly opened the door to find Xenia and Peter standing there.
Peter just looked at me and chuckled. My stomach churned. I hadn't expected him.
"Don't ever again make me ring this bell twice! Do you understand?" Xenia asked. "Yes," I replied.
They walked right past me, carrying what appeared to be video equipment. Terri walked into the living room to greet them. She then embraced Peter, and gave him a long, deep kiss. I felt pangs of jealousy and humiliation strike me.
"You did a nice job on him, or should I say her," Xenia mused while removing her trench coat.
She wore the very same dominatrix attire as she did the night before. But now in the daylight, I noticed that her body was particularly well defined. The woman was clearly a bodybuilder. We went up to the master bedroom, where they quickly set up the camera on a tripod. Within a minute, the film was rolling.
"So how did it go last night?" Xenia asked Terri.
"Pretty well, except that he came without my permission," Terri responded.
"He did what?" Xenia retorted.
"He came while eating my pussy," Terri explained.
"Was he stroking himself?" Xenia asked.
"I don't think so. I think it was involuntary," Terri replied.
Xenia looked straight in my eyes and asked, "Were you stroking or rubbing your cock against anything?"
"No," I lied.
"I find this hard to believe, but I will not question Terri's judgment. You will still be punished for cumming without permission, but far less severely than if you had voluntarily came!" Xenia explained to me.
"How far did you get with the butt plugs last night?" Xenia asked Terri.
"We used the small and medium ones," Terri replied.
"How did his pussy handle them?" Xenia smirked.
"He shit both of them out," Terri explained.
"Oh he did, did he? And did you enforce the standard punishment for this?" Xenia asked, obviously taking charge.
"Yes, both times," Terri responded.
I could see a twinkle of approval in Xenia's eyes.
"Well, let's see how he does with the largest one! May I have it please?" Xenia asked Terri.
Terri quickly produced it along with a tube of lubricant and handed it to Xenia.
"Get up on the bed, pull up your dress, pull down your panties, and present your pussy to me," Xenia instructed.
Terri aimed the camera at me as I assumed the position. Xenia instructed me to lower my head and shoulders, then arch my back when I present my pussy. She also instructed that future demands for this position would be expressed simply by the word "present".
Satisfied with my position, she approached me and applied ample lubricant along the crack of my ass. She wasted no time probing the huge plug into my asshole. But it took her several minutes of pushing, pulling and twisting to work the widest part of the plug through the rim of my asshole. I groaned loudly and shuddered visibly as it passed through. Then I moaned softly as she pushed the rest of the plug in. By then, my cock was rock hard. The three of them laughed, and I flushed with humiliation.
Xenia then slid her hands under my dress until she found my bra. She then worked her hands under my bra and forcefully squeezed and tweaked my nipples. I whimpered in pain, and my cock momentarily softened to a semi erect state. It was obvious that Terri had learned this trick from her.
"That'll keep you conscious of your tits as well as your stuffed pussy!" she exclaimed.
Terri snickered upon hearing this.
"Now pull up your panties, and pull down your dress. Then kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed, facing the bed," Xenia instructed.
I could feel the fullness of the huge plug with every movement I made. My cock completely rebounded. Pangs of jealousy and humiliation struck me as I watched Terri and Peter quickly undress and climb onto the bed. I quickly realized what was about to happen.
"Watching my wife being fucked by another man was never a fantasy of mine. Stop this!" I exclaimed.
"But being forced to watch your dominant woman being fucked by her lover is one of your fantasies. I remember your exact words, Mike. You said that your dominant woman would deserve all the pleasure that she's willing to pursue! I knew right then and there that your head was in the right place! That's what I liked most about you, Mike. Now, need I remind you that your wife IS your dominant woman? You need to be broken this weekend, slut, and this is all a part of breaking you," Xenia responded.
Terri and Peter deep kissed for a while. Then she began sucking his enormous cock. I burned hot with jealousy and shame.
"Watch her closely, slut. You'll be doing that soon!" Xenia mused.
Was she referring to her dildo, or a cock? The thought soon passed as I was forced to watch Terri deep throat the full length of Peter's cock. Even though my cock is much smaller than his, Terri never came close to deep-throating me. Her closely trimmed pussy soon started to glisten with juices.
"Ask Peter to please fuck your Goddess wife now, slut! Ask him to please fuck her until she cums over and over again!" Xenia demanded.
"P-please fuck my Goddess wife now. Please fuck her until she cums over and over again," I repeated, burning with humiliation.
Xenia laughed wickedly.
Terri moaned as Peter parted her cunt lips with his huge cock. Then she quivered as he slowly buried his cock deep inside her. Soon, he was fucking her. I couldn't believe how many times she came in the course of the next few minutes. She completely lost it during her last orgasm, and began screaming at the top of her lungs. She even dug her nails deep enough into his back to draw small beads of blood. That put him over the edge, and he came along with her. He grunted and groaned and he continued to solidly pump her during his orgasm. When spent, they embraced each other's sweaty body, and kissed languidly.
"You never made her cum like that, did you?" Xenia asked me.
She was right. Even though Terri and I had experienced many wonderful lovemaking episodes together, none ever quite reached the fever pitch of what I had just witnessed. I burned with envy and shame.
"Answer me!" Xenia demanded.
"N-no," I admitted.
"And in your submissive fantasies, your dominant woman deserved all the pleasure that she was willing to pursue, didn't she?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"Yes, her pleasure was the focus of your fantasies. And that's the way it should be! Therefore, you should want Peter to fuck Terri as often as she wishes! You saw how much pleasure it gave her, didn't you?" Xenia asked.
"Yes," I admitted.
"Then ask Peter to please fuck your Goddess wife as often as she wishes," she instructed.
"Please fuck my Goddess wife as often as she wishes," I repeated.
"Don't you worry about that, I intend to!" Peter responded.
"Yes, and often!" Terri added.
Xenia's wicked laugh further fueled my humiliation to an even higher pitch. But they were far from being done with me.
"OK slut, pull down your panties again and pull out your butt plug," Xenia instructed.
As I did this, I watched Peter get off the bed and Terri position herself in the middle of the bed face up. I shuddered as I pulled the widest part of the plug through the rim of my asshole. Xenia quickly took the plug from me. When I started to pull my panties back up, she told me to leave my panties down and to kneel on the foot end of the bed facing Terri.
As I complied, Terri slowly spread her legs.
"Present!" Xenia commanded.
I lowered my head and shoulders, and arched my back as I had previously been instructed to. Assuming this position brought my face between Terri's mid thighs.
"Now take a good look at your wife's well fucked pussy, slut," Xenia instructed.
I stared at her swollen, gaping wide, and sloppy wet pussy. I could feel the heat, and smell the aroma of sex.
"You're going to suck every last drop of cum out of her well fucked pussy, slut!" Xenia instructed.
"Oh my God," I responded.
"You mean, oh my Goddess!" Xenia corrected, then laughed.
"I didn't write about anything like this!" I protested.
"You're right, you didn't. But you admitted it under hypnosis. And just to make sure that you never forget your first experience, I'm going to fuck your pussy with my strap on dildo while you're sucking your Goddess clean! Aren't you glad to have such an innovative bitch goddess like me around? Now move in as closely to her pussy as possible and inhale deeply!" Xenia instructed.
I moved my body forward until my nose was just an inch away from her sloppy, gaping hole, and deeply inhaled. The aroma of sex was powerfully pungent. All of a sudden, I felt Xenia wiping the crack of my ass with a towel, and reapplying fresh lubricant. I heard her squeeze more jelly out of the tube, and assumed that she was lubricating her dildo with it.
I felt the bed move as Xenia moved into position behind me. Then she placed the tip of her dildo against my asshole and gently pushed. It slid in relatively easy compared to the huge plug I had just removed. Xenia stopped after she filled my ass with her dildo.
"Doesn't that feel nice and warm? It's battery heated! Now start sucking, slut!" she instructed.
Her dildo indeed felt very warm. After a few more seconds, it felt almost hot. She then leaned forward with the dildo still buried deep inside me, pushing my face into Terri's sloppy cunt. I obediently, but cautiously started sucking and lapping up the opaque juices on her cunt lips.
Xenia started to slowly fuck my ass, kneading my asscheeks with her strong hands. My cock was throbbing and aching for release. I didn't think my submissive fever could grow any hotter, but I was mistaken. Soon, even my caution waned and I actually wanted to suck Terri clean. I began to eagerly lick and suck her clean Xenia encouraged me on, as my tongue easily slid deep inside her gaping hole. I worked as much cum into my mouth as possible, and hungrily swallowed it. I cupped my hands under Terri asscheeks and lifted her to suck clean the cum that had dripped down the crack of her ass. Then I worked my tongue back up to her pussy. I felt disappointed when Xenia withdrew her hot dildo from my ass.
"Lay down on your back now, slut. We are going to let gravity help us finish the job!" Xenia instructed.
Terri immediately moved out of the way to make room for me on the bed. I laid down where Terri had been, but Xenia had me slide down towards the foot of the bed until my legs were hanging almost completely off the bed. Terri then straddled herself over me facing my feet, and lowered her pussy over my face.
"Lift up your knees!" Xenia demanded of me.
I lifted them up, and Terri placed her hands just under my kneecaps to push my now folded legs slightly apart, and further towards my head. My ass was now exposed for Xenia's benefit, and she wasted no time plunging her hot dildo deep up my ass again.
Terri and Xenia swapped spit as Xenia fucked me. I continued to suck the remaining cum out of Terri's gaping pussy. A huge, sticky glob of cum oozed out onto my tongue, and I eagerly swallowed it.
Soon, I could tell that Terri was producing fresh, clear juice. She was very turned on, so I directed my attention to her clit. A minute later, she came hard, grinding her clit onto my outstretched tongue. My whole body was trembling, and I was close to cumming myself.
Terri let go of my legs and turned herself around so that she now faced me. Xenia stopped thrusting, but kept the hot dildo buried deep inside me.
"You fucking slut, you actually enjoyed that! I never would have believed it if I didn't see it myself!" she said, looking me in the eyes.
I was flush with feverish humiliation. Terri then covered my face with her pussy again.
"OK, you pathetic cum slut! Since you liked it so much, I'm going to give you something to wash it down with now! If you spill any of it on the bed, you are going to be severely punished!" she warned.
"Oh God, don't!" I pleaded, but Terri covered my mouth with her pussy.
"Grab my ass with your hands, and pull me tightly against your lips! You'd better form an airtight suction around my clit and drink it as fast as I give it to you, you pathetic cumslut!" she warned.
The moment Xenia started fucking me again, Terri let go and started pissing into my mouth. Her stream was hot and acrid tasting, but I sucked and swallowed it without losing any.
"That's right, my piss slave, drink up!" Terri encouraged.
After what seemed an eternity, her stream finally weakened to a slight trickle and stopped. She abruptly got up off of me.
Xenia pulled her hot dildo out of my ass. She then forced me to kneel on the floor before her and suck the dildo clean. I felt very weak from a lack of food, but I continued on until Terri and Peter reentered the bedroom several minutes later.
"You may stop now, slut!" Xenia said.
Terri and Peter both had wet hair and were wrapped in bath towels. They obviously had taken a quick shower.
My cock was dripping with pre cum, and terribly sore from its' constant throbbing. I begged for release, but would have none.
I spent the next two hours serving them food and drinks as they replayed all the videos that they had taped of me, including the ones from Xenia's office. Of course, they made sure that I was always within earshot of their humiliating comments, snickers, and laughs.
After the videos were finally over, they finally allowed me to eat. The food gave me an immediate blood sugar rush. I was asked if I wanted to go to the bathroom before they tied me up for the night. I took advantage of the opportunity, and quickly returned to them.
I was lead to the bedroom adjoining the master bedroom, and instructed to lie down on the bed. Xenia quickly tied my hands behind my back. She was about to insert a penis gag into my mouth.
"Will I be allowed to cum tonight?" I asked in my last moment of oral freedom.
She inserted the penis gag into my mouth.
"No, you will not be allowed to cum tonight. But you did well today. If you obey and perform tomorrow as well as you did today, I will allow you to cum tomorrow night. Do you know how I want to see you cum?" she asked, as she finished fastening my gag.
I nodded my head to the negative.
"I want to see you cum into your own mouth. You think about that tonight as you listen to us fuck," she sneered.
With that, she got up off the bed and walked out of the room with Terri and Peter following. Of course, they left the door open behind them. They went straight into the master bedroom and left their door open too.
I was forced to lie there listening to them enjoy glorious sex for hours before I finally fell asleep. Could I blame them? After all, they were just giving me what I had wished for.
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