JULIA"What are you reading now?" Scott asked.Scott was my husband of ten years. He had just caught me engaged in one of my guilty pleasures, reading erotic romance novels. More than erotic, steamy really. Scott is tall, surfer boy handsome and fit. He has his own residential construction business and often worked with his men, which meant he was a man's man as well as a woman's. I loved him immensely and was not looking to upgrade. For that matter, he was more romantic than I was, still giving me flowers on special occasions and celebrating Valentine's Week, not Valentine's Day. He helped with the household chores, rubbed my feet or my back if they hurt, and was the best lover I've ever had. Still, I did enjoy my romances. I handed him the book."A reverse harem romance," he read aloud. "What's a reverse harem?" He asked."A reverse harem is one where there are many men satisfying one woman, instead of many women for one man; a harem in reverse," I informed him.He continued reading
SCOTTI'd always known Julia read romances and I'd even read some of them myself. Though in the past, it was brooding nobles and innocent maidens, seductive rakes and penniless governesses. This was the first time I'd ever heard of reverse harems, multiple men and singular women. That was a bit off the beaten path. And sex slavery, stripped and sold, spanked and tormented. This was not her usual fare as I was aware of it. I wondered what was causing her to migrate to these instead of the ones she used to read. Was there something wrong with our sex life I was blind to? This sounded much rougher than her past reading material.Julia was tall, 5-9, blonde like me, hair to the middle of her back; legs down to there, lovely, soft, C cup breasts with nipples that became hard easily and were very sensitive and a perfect, round, athletic ass you could bounce a quarter off. She worked out doing Yoga, a spin class, aerobics and light weights several days a week to stay in shape, plus often swa
JULIAIt was absurd, wasn't it? What an idea; to voluntarily submit myself to the sexual whims of Scott for three weeks. I started to read again, but I couldn't concentrate on the words in front of me. Three weeks wasn't that long. It would be a chance to experience some of what I'd read about and fantasized about for years. And Scott did love me and wouldn't do anything to harm me. Speaking of pussy melting, I could feel myself become wet as I sat here thinking about it, becoming Scott's sexual plaything for three weeks. I'm sure he'd have me doing things I tended to avoid ordinarily, like swallowing when I gave him a blow job, or anal sex, a thing I'd only done once on our fifth anniversary when I was more than a little drunk. Still it was only three weeks. How bad could it get?God, I had to go into the bedroom and masturbate after twenty minutes, unable to think about anything else. I quickly frigged myself to two orgasms and rather tasty ones at that. There'd have to be some rule
SCOTTAbout a week after I first suggested it, I received a text at work from Julia saying she'd like to discuss what rules I had in mind for her slavery, if she decided to go through with it. I'd already prepared a written list of rules I was considering, drawn up after consulting with the source material in her books.There was one thing I was having a problem with. I knew at least some of her fantasies revolved around multiple men using her. Letting her have sex with other men would be hard. This swirling blackness filled my head every time I tried to imagine her with anyone else, and it wasn't pretty. It was not one of my fantasies to see my beautiful wife having sex with other guys.Let's face it, if she ever had sex with someone outside our marriage under normal circumstances, I'd divorce her in a heartbeat, no matter how much I loved her, and I loved her to the moon and back. I'd always questioned the stories of men who didn't care if their wives slept with other men, and even
JULIAAfter our discussion, Scott took a shower and went to sleep. I lay beside him listening to his relaxed breathing, thinking about Scott's proposed rules. The fact Scott even hinted I might be having sex with someone else shocked hell out of me. When he said it would be my choice, I thought it was some kind of test or trap, trying to determine if I would remain faithful to him. The suggested example he gave me threw me though. Would he really give me a choice between remaining naked in front of my parents and sex with another person? It was a horrid example, and one I hoped would never come true. I really would need to ensure by parents never unexpectedly dropped in.I suppose it was the worst example he could have given me to test the boundaries of what I'd consider to avoid sex with another man, but he must have other examples that would test my willingness to consider sex with someone else, otherwise, why mention it. If it was my choice, I could always choose the other option,
SCOTTIt sounded more and more as if Julia would choose to proceed. If she did, I should be prepared. I thought again about what I contemplated, and what pitfalls might be expected. I loved Julia more than anything and never wanted harm to come to her. So, no matter what happened, I needed to ensure she couldn't or wouldn't be hurt. I checked the internet and found a woman who advertised herself as a dominatrix. I contacted her."Hello, Mistress Dark, speaking.""Hi, my name is Scott and my wife and I are considering letting her explore a brief period of sexual slavery.""Do you want me to take over her training?""Uh, no. I want to be her owner/dominant, but not knowing anything about it but what little I've read in popular fiction, I need to learn more so I don't inadvertently do anything which might harm her in any way. I'd like you to give me some pointers before we start, because it looks like she's going to go through with it.""I can help with that. When would you like to start
JULIAAfter supper and listlessly watching TV for a couple hours, I went to bed with my laptop and searched for Mistress Dark on the web. She had a professionally designed web page showing what services she offered. A lot of them were directed towards offering her services to subs without dominants, but she also offered training, and sold products for the well equipped slave owners home. Her website showed photos of many of the furniture products in use, with only the genitals or breasts of the model blacked out. As I looked at some of them, I felt myself get wet again, imagining myself displayed and used like this, uncompromisingly serving a demanding owner. I needed to cum again. I took off my clothes and got a nice six inch vibrator from my nightstand.Turning it on, I slowly slid it into my slick pussy. Oh, heavens to betsy, I needed this. I was thrusting it back and forth in my sheath about three minutes from my first orgasm when I heard the front door open and Scott call out, "H
SCOTTI hadn't heard from Julia all day. It wasn't exactly unusual, but I often received at least a text or two, if not a phone call. She probably went out shopping or something with Lisa. Lisa was home now, though; she waved to me from her front porch, a big grin on her face. I waved back.I liked Lisa. She was good people and a regular member of the guys Thursday night poker game. She was the only woman allowed, because she was a good poker player and could dish it out as good as she got, and didn't mind the mild flirtation and sexual innuendo we frequently tossed her way. She made up the sixth. We never played with less than five and never more than six. Five or six was the perfect number for us. We were scheduled to play at her house this Thursday. My house and hers always had the best snacks to go with the cold beverages. Her house because she was a good cook, and my house because Julia was. The other four regular guys were single. When we needed another due to sickness or other
SCOTTI spent a lot of time at work today thinking about my two slaves, soon to be wife and neighbor again. I thought about Ron and Regina and how they no longer seemed compatible. Ron was definitely a slave, but his wife didn't want to be a dominant. She wanted a husband and Ron might never be a husband again. I knew how much Julia and Lisa enjoyed their slavery. To be honest, I'd enjoyed being their Master. But there were parts of her slavery which I'd suffered through. Not so bad I hadn't found some enjoyment in it, but definitely bad enough I didn't want to keep repeating it every day for the rest of whatever. It was something I wanted to let Julia experience, but not to the point of going past the three weeks we'd agreed on for the experience.Lisa was another matter. She wasn't my wife. If she wanted to fuck other men, it was really none of my business, but she could do it without me. She didn't need my approval to fuck. Or did she? Theoretically, she could fuck like a mink, enj
JULIAWhen Master got up the next morning, two slaves eagerly sucked his knob, earning our clothes and competing for the prize of his cum. It was the last time we'd be doing this unless Master changed his mind about keeping Lisa, at least, as his slave. I understood why Master didn't want to keep sharing his wife with others, and I had other reasons to quit my slavery as well, but Lisa could continue to serve as Master's slave. I surprisingly had no problem with it. Two slaves can become very close when serving a single Master. Once we sucked Master, we didn't stay abed afterwards. We needed to say goodbye to Sarah and Ron, even if Master was leaving for work.Sarah was already up as well, her new slave licking her cunt while she sat on the couch. She looked up when we entered the room, but didn't stop. Mistresses are not ashamed of being serviced by their slaves. She had a well fucked look a slave could recognize.Master had toast and peanut butter and coffee for breakfast. We offere
SCOTTI told Lisa to let them in. I did not have a good feeling about this. They both came in and stood by the door. I asked the slaves to find a seat on the floor and give up the couch to Regina and Ron, but Ron knelt on the floor with the other slaves."How can I help you, Regina?" I asked."I don't think I can do this," Regina said. "I've tried; for three days I tried. I just can't do it.""What is giving you the problem, Regina?" I asked."Ron hasn't gotten a single erection since he got home unless I ordered him to have one," Regina said. "I can be standing in front of him naked and it's like he has a limp noodle. Nothing.""Is that true, Ron?" I asked him."Yes, Master.""Why?""It's the way I was trained, sir. To become erect when told or else not. I was in a cock cage and becoming erect was painful, unless Mistress released me from the cage.""Does he get erect every time you tell him to, Regina?""Yes, of course. But it's not the same. It's like I have no meaning to him as hi
JULIAMaster was up early again. Fortunately, neither Lisa nor myself were so tired as to not respond when he got up. We shared his cock and Lisa was the lucky one to swallow his cum. I remembered how before my slavery started, how reluctant I was to swallow his seed. Now, I envied Lisa when she was the one Master graced with his gift. How quickly things change.Master told us to obey Sarah in all things today as she was in charge. He did not give us permission to cum, saying Sarah would decide if and when a slave could orgasm. Sarah did not have to rise with the sun to service a Master, so she slept in, well relieved by her orgasms last night. As slaves, Lisa and I were both ready to cum again, but today, Sarah was in charge of us and she was asleep, so no relief for us.Since we got so little yoga done yesterday, Lisa and I did yoga again today, for strength and flexibility, intending to swim afterward for cardio. Sarah got up around 9:30, yawning and stretching. She found us out by
SCOTT"I'll take her ass," Sarah said, putting on the strapless. Lisa had to sit this one out, but she calmly took a seat on the couch waiting her turn.I had no trouble putting my cock in Julia's cunt, she was so wet. I thrust a couple times and she was already moaning, close to cumming. I laughed at her readiness. I flopped onto my back, pulling her with me, exposing her back door to Sarah. Sarah spread lube liberally around her ringed muscle, shoving a finger or two into her fundament to open her up for the toy. Practically the moment Sarah started pushing into her, Julia orgasmed, moaning, "Fuck me! Oh, God, fuck my ass."Of course, Sarah did, sliding right up her rectum and I could feel the toy sharing the limited space in Julia's crotch. Sarah turned on the vibration function and we settled in for a nice ride. Thank goodness Lisa had sucked me off as soon as I got home, or I wouldn't last long. Despite never double teaming anyone together before, Sarah and I found a nice rhythm
JULIAWe three slaves almost overslept in the morning. Master got up and was almost out the door before I realized he was leaving. I sucked his cock quickly to earn any clothes we might need for the day.Master laughed at my desperation. "Almost slept the morning away, didn't you, slave?""Yes, Master.""Since you're up, you must finish the bondage furniture before you play with your friends. I will give you permission to cum when the work is done, but not before.""Yes, Master. I love you.""I love you too. More than you know. Take care, slave."I hugged him goodbye. When he was gone, I woke up the other slaves. "Master said we could play when we finish the furniture," I said.They rubbed their eyes. "What time is it?" Lisa asked."Six-thirty," I replied."Do we have time to sleep another hour?""If you want to give up exercise," I said."Isn't fucking enough exercise?" Lisa asked."Not the way we were doing it last night.""Okay, I'm getting up. We can't go to the gym though. Rose d
SCOTTReneé got dressed in the bedroom with me. What modesty existed between Master and slave? It didn't take her long as she hadn't worn much to begin with; Gwen apparently warning her that Masters liked easy access to their slaves. In five minutes we were both ready to go. I had her put her address into the navigation system so I could follow the directions to her apartment."Did you have a good time, Reneé?" I asked."A marvelous time, sir. It's hard for me to comprehend you'd do this for your wife.""It's not totally magnanimous on my part," I said. "I've been able to enjoy myself with others as well. You for instance."Reneé blushed. "Thank you, sir. I'm given to understand this ends in a few days. Is that correct?""Friday. I know Julia is enjoying herself and might like to continue, but I don't think I can keep seeing her with others day after day. Nor her me, for that matter. I'm glad she was honest with me. At some point, continuing with her slavery would end up being destruc
JULIAMaster, Lisa and I all awoke around the same time, around 10:30 after approximately ten hours of sleep. It was feeling Lisa stretching which woke Master and I. We both offered to suck him, but he politely declined, saying his prick needed a break for a few more hours. My pussy probably did too. The Strong twins and Jerry stretched me to my limits.We took our time getting out of bed, snuggling a little, kissing a little, petting a little, warming up. Taking care of our morning necessaries, we left our bedroom to find Rose and Reneé already up, cleaning up the kitchen. We greeted them warmly, five lovely naked bodies hugging and kissing. Master sent Lisa and I out to work on the pool area, cleaning up after the party. Fortunately, the slaves had cleaned the toys after each use, so all we needed to do was find a storage place for all of them. If my slavery was ending, it was unlikely we'd use them often.Finishing up, we found Master frying up some thick ham steaks before scrambli
SCOTTChen and I led Rose to my bedroom. She was lovely. Mistress Dark had been generous to provide her to us for the next couple days. Despite her predilections towards her own sex, Rose would be a passionate and generous lover. She was well trained at pleasing her dominants, no matter if they were men or women and she'd shown some affection to me before, even today when she asked that I be one of those to use her. We got onto the bed and Rose began sucking my cock. It remained resistant to her charms, already well used this day, so I told her to concentrate on Chen instead, who was already half hard."Is there some trick you have to help you with your erections?" I asked. "I know you've probably cum as many times as I have.""You are asking if I know of any special Chinese secrets to add steel to my cock," Chen said, "like rhinoceros horn, or ginseng or whatever potions inscrutable Eastern magicians have mixed for us.""If you're going to put it that way," I said, "yes. Any tricks o