I knocked on the door and waited. I could hear noises inside as final preparations were made, before the door opened and I was invited inside. He stood before me, a grey haired man 50 plus years old, fairly slim and not very tall. He spoke with a quiet tone to his voice as he greeted me.
Hello Master
I looked him up and down said Hello and walked past him, as he pointed to the living room. I entered and sat in the chair opposite and facing the door. He followed me in. The curtains were shut but the room was light. He stood meekly before me, not saying a word, head slightly bowed.
Well? I asked
She’s ready for you Sir.
Good, and you?
Shall I undress now Sir?
Yes
I watched as he lifted his jumper and shirt off in one move to reveal his smooth chest encased in his wife’s white bra. It cut in to him just above his pot belly. He looked at me as if for approval and I nodded. He undid his belt and lowered his grey trousers to reveal a pair of white cotton ladies briefs, a black suspender belt and stockings. He dropped them to the floor before kicking his shoes off and stepping out of them. He bent down to remove his socks before standing back up, hands covering his crotch.
Move your hands, you don’t have anything to hide, there’s nothing there.
He moved his hands and the little white cotton triangle was flat, no bumps in the cloth. If I hadn’t known I was looking at a man, I would have been forgiven for thinking it was a woman.
Knickers down I barked at him.
He dutifully pulled his knickers down to reveal why he had his nickname Tiny.
I laughed out loud and he looked embarrassed.
I’ve seen bigger nipples than that. His face glowed red and he looked down at the floor.
Coffee strong black and no sugar.
Yes Sir.
He pulled his wife’s knickers back up to cover himself and disappeared leaving me sat there, returning minutes later with a little cup of coffee and a saucer. He handed it to me.
I motioned for him to get on the floor and he went to kneel before me. I was originally intending for him to be on all fours so I could put my feet on him, but as he had misunderstood me and was now kneeling at my feet, I ordered him to remove my shoes and socks. He dutifully did so and as I sat there drinking my coffee, I teased him with my feet. I stroked his face with my foot before toying with the knickers.
My big toe is bigger than your cock I teased him. His face was red but I could see his tiny cock swell in the white cotton panties he wore. It reminded me of when a woman’s nipple goes hard inside her bra, not a cock getting a hard on.
I picked up the carrier bag I had brought with me, and reached inside, pulling out the collar and dog lead. I handed it to him. I then handed him the eye mask.
Go get my bitch.
Yes Sir.
He left the room and I heard him go upstairs, and I heard him carefully guiding her back down and in they walked. He was leading her by the lead I had given him, it was attached to the collar, tight around her neck, and the eye mask ensured she couldn’t see anything. She was naked. At 5’8 and size fourteen with 38d tits she was a stunning site, shaved, a little chubby around the arse and hips but still delicious. Her long blonde hair gently touched her large brown nipples which were rock hard, her pussy glistened, her lips already parted.
I stood and he led her to me, handing me the lead. This was the first time I had seen her naked in the flesh. For six months I had been watching them perform for me on webcam. I had photos and videos of her. I had had many conversations with her whilst shopping in the local convenience store that she worked at but she wasn’t aware that the friendly chatty bloke who would pop in most days was in fact the anonymous online Master she and her husband had served for a long time. My voice is instantly recognisable so I hadn’t said a word in her presence. Her husband had known all along that I lived six hundred yards from where she worked and only a mile from their house, but she thought I lived 100 miles away. The relationship with them had at first mainly being to humiliate the husband; she was aware of his desire to be cucked and she would happily allow him to show her photos and talk about his hot wife. Eventually he persuaded her to watch as he was made to humiliate himself for his Master, but as was explained to her at the time, his Master was at work, so could only show the camera below his desk and could only type instructions.
Over time she found it a turn on not knowing who the Master was and although I offered to telephone during a session and show my face she asked that I didn’t. We joked that one day I may turn up at work with her photos. Eventually she became as embroiled in the scene as her husband, both had become totally submissive and would do what I asked. I had lately made them go to a local dive on Friday night. I had chosen how she would dress, I had made her husband send me an MMS of the people in the pub, and I sent him a message instructing her which of them I wanted her sat chatting up, he was stood at the bar, discretely photographing everything and messaging it to me. For some reason, even though we had done this a couple of times she hadn’t actually managed to pull anyone, although I did have plenty of pictures of her being groped, but it appeared all the blokes I had chosen for her had been men, who would have a quick fumble and feel during the night but wouldn’t go all the way. Before they became involved with me, she had fucked a couple of blokes over the years, but only occasionally.
They had given themselves to me completely. I had met him a couple of times for humiliation sessions, but I preferred to set them tasks. They had been completing tasks successfully and I had decided it was time to meet.
As I stood face to face with her, she really didn’t have a clue as to who I was. I reached for her nipple with my right hand, squeezing it hard enough to cause her to gasp. I placed my foot between hers and made her spread her legs. As I grabbed her pussy and pushed a rough finger deep inside her hard, I took hold of her chin with my left hand, holding her face to me I pushed my tongue into her mouth and kissed her hard. She moaned and gasped.
I released my grip on her and took her hand, leading it to my belt. She rubbed my cock through my trousers and could feel it hard and twitching which got her very excited, her pussy showing the effects, her lips now wide open, her clit proud and juice shining and glistening.
She eagerly grabbed at my belt and soon I was stood, cock sticking out in front of me, her feeling it, moving her hand up and down it, a very dirty smile appeared on her face. I tugged at the lead and pulled at her knee. Without hesitation she knelt before me, and took my cock deep and eagerly into her mouth. I held her head and fucked her mouth hard and fast, ready to cum, I withdrew and took her hand, placing it on my cock and instantly she knew. She wanked me off until I came over her face and into her open mouth. I held her by the hair, as I slapped my cock over her forehead to shake the last drops of cum off me. I beckoned her husband over and he knelt next to her. He knew as we had discussed that his job was to clean her face with his tongue. He hesitated and looked at me as if to say no. I took my foot and pressed it into his crotch, giving him a stern look and he knew not to challenge me. He kissed her, not wanting to at first, but within seconds he was enjoying it, his tongue working furiously inside her mouth, before licking up her cheeks and her forehead.
When she was clean he sat back onto his heels. I pushed her over and grabbed his hair pushing him towards her arse. I pushed his face into her and I stood over her, pulling apart her chubby arse cheeks exposing her anus. He looked at me and knew. He went to work teasing with his fingers and tongue until she was ready for my cock. I pulled him out of the way and knelt down behind her, rubbing my cock against her arsehole, I pushed. She winced and moaned but I carried on slowly. She took my cock’s full length inside her arse and wanted more. I gave a sign to her husband and he managed to negotiate his way underneath her and me, sucking at her clit, she came just before me. I pulled out and flipped her over, sitting on her chest I wanked over her face as her husband laid at the side of her. I pushed their faces together and made them kiss before covering both of them in my cum.
The next hour was spent with her tied over the chair. Her husband licking and following my signs and silent instructions, she came frequently. In the end I thought he deserved to cum, so I beckoned for him to wank off over her face. I couldn’t help but laugh, he was literally using just the finger tip of one finger and his thumb.
I fucked her twice more, never speaking, never removing the blindfold. As I kissed her passionately goodbye I was thinking of my next trip to my one stop convenience store.
Good Girl. See you soon, I said quietly. I wasn’t sure if there was a sign of recognition but she definitely stopped smiling.
I had got to know them really well over the year that I had been talking to the husband and the six months that I had been typing to the wife. They had also got to know me, they knew everything about me and so really no-one had the upper hand. He knew enough about my normal life to destroy it if I ever over stepped the mark and to be honest that is the way we all felt comfortable. Yes I was their Master, but only of the parts of their lives that they wanted me to be. I knew that he was a semi-retired accountant, very successful in his practice and with plenty of cash to spare. She was actually 15 years younger than him, and he was a lot older than you would think if you were looking at him. He was 59 she was 44. Whilst he enjoyed the quiet life and enjoyed pottering around their big house and garden, she would get bored and had remained at work. She was a manager of the local convenience shop and she did this to keep busy. She was frustrated at work and he had been looking at setting her up in her own store under a franchised brand but for now she worked only 600 yards away from my house.
The morning after our meeting I spoke to Rob on the phone to see how she had felt about things and I was surprised with what he told me. Whenever we had been on camera, it was mainly about him showing Jo off to me and she had been resistant to dominating him. She seemed to find things difficult and I had made her spank him but she had never really seemed to enjoy it as much as when he was showing her off, so I was very surprised when she had taken the lead (literally) after I had left.
She had removed her collar and put it on him. She had pulled his face to her pussy and made him lick her to yet another orgasm. He said she really seemed to enjoy telling him how from now on she would do whatever I said and that she wouldn’t touch his tiny dick unless I made her.
She had ordered him to run her a bath, she had made him wash her, she made him dry her and she had stopped him from changing out of the underwear he was wearing. She had made him wear it all night as they slept in the bed. He said it was like something had snapped in her.
Does she know who I am? I asked him.
She hasn’t said so, but she is dressed up under her uniform.
What is she wearing?
He described how under her plain blue skirt and white blouse with the logo embroidered over her right breast she was wearing a white camisole that didn’t disguise her nipples if they went hard, a white suspender belt with black stockings and no knickers.
Perhaps she’s waiting for you to go in?
Well I do need some milk I laughed.
I walked into the shop, the till was being manned by a young lad who I was guessing was only about 18. I looked around and down the back of the shop, I could see the door to the manager’s office – a plain wooden door with a one way mirrored window in the top half and it was ajar. I looked through the door, she was sat at her desk typing away. She must have sensed I was there and looked up. Her face showed a mixture of emotions, first surprise at someone being there, then I think I saw a little fear, then her usual and I must say gorgeous friendly shop keeper smile.
Hi she said as she brushed her hand through her long blonde hair.
Can I help you?
Oh yes I said, my eyes looking her up and down with lust clearly on my face.
Finally I got the look I needed, a mix of excitement and fear, she stood and peered around the door frame, checking that there was no one else in ear-shot, she stood back and took hold of the door handle in her right hand, motioning me into the room with her left.
Well you better come in then, she paused and glanced back into the shop before adding quietly Sir, with a cheeky grin.
I turned and perched on the edge of the desk. She shut the door and then stood in between my legs facing me.
Hi I said.
Suddenly she looked like a little girl about to get a present she had been dreaming off.
I knew, well I hoped. I wasn’t sure but the way you said see you soon I knew. Rob knows doesn’t he? How long has he known? All night I was awake wondering! She was talking, asking questions and not giving me time to answer them, and I just let her babble until she had run out of steam. She looked down at the floor, embarrassed, excited, nervous and jumpy.
I took hold of her hands and looked into her eyes.
You are a good girl aren’t you?
She shifted her feet in a nervous way whilst she giggled like a young child. I pulled her into me and kissed her hard. We shared a passionate embrace like lovers, hands wandering over each other’s backs and buttocks, pulling each other in towards us. It was like a first kiss with a new lover, full of passion, full of tenderness. I pulled away from her and asked if she was pleased
Oh yes.
She glanced out of the window into the shop, so I looked out, the lad behind the till was just finishing serving someone and there was no big queue.
Relax I said, its quiet out there.
She looked at the clock, I know but I’ve got staff coming in at ten and its quarter too.
Well I’d better be quick then.
I took hold of her hair, and moved behind her, with my other hand I pushed her down onto her desk, and then used her hair to turn her head sideways so I could see her face. I bent over her and kissed her, releasing her from my grip I reached down and grabbed her slightly flared plain blue skirt and wrenched it up over her arse. I pushed my fingers in between her legs to find her wet and swollen.
Her husband had been right, stockings suspenders but no knickers.
Well you are a good girl aren’t you? A good slutty girl, I worked an extra finger into her as I spoke and rammed my hand home into her. Within seconds I had four fingers deep in her wet pussy right up past the knuckles and my thumb was just pressing at her arsehole.
I managed to get my cock out with my left hand after struggling with the zip for what seemed ages, and I removed my fingers from her before replacing it with my cock in one thrust deep inside her. She bit her lip. I didn’t hang around, her moans where matched with the slapping of my body on her arse as I pumped into her fast, hard and rough. I was going to cum, deep inside her, I stopped moving and let my spunk spray into her. I held her there for a few seconds before pulling out of her. I rubbed my cock up and down her body, wiping it on her pussy lips. I ran my cock up to her arse and pushed the tip inside just as the last little drop of my sperm jutted out. I stood back, slapping my cock on her buttocks before zipping myself up. She went to move, and I told her to stay there.
I reached across her and grabbed a marker pen from the desk-tidy. Her buttocks looked so damn sexy but I knew how to make them look sexier.
I flicked the lid of the pen, Rob’s Wife – Yorkshirepro’s whore.
What are you writing she giggled?
Don’t worry Rob will tell you.
I replaced the lid on the pen and stroked down her slit with it, before pushing the body into her creamy pussy. I pulled it out and stroked it across her face, making her lick it clean.
I reached for her skirt and pulled it back down,
You can stand up now.
Thank you Master
She stood before me, nervously looking at the clock but the whole thing had only taken less than five minutes.
Before I could say anymore, there was a knock at the door, turning to the window I could see the young lady waiting outside. I stood back and leant against the wall.
Jo answered come in, looking very nervous at me.
I was confident that the lady outside wouldn’t have known what was going on, but Jo almost gave the game away by straightening her skirt and then messing with her hair. She was glowing slightly red.
The young girl didn’t pay any attention really, just asked if she was on the tills and then when she had her answer left as quickly as she appeared.
She shut the door on the way out, and Jo sighed heavily.
Fuck that was close.
I know, I smiled.
I pulled Jo to me and kissed her heavily. I squeezed both of her nipples in turn making them hard. She squirmed and tried to pull away from me. She complained that they would show through her blouse, which they did, very nicely.
I kissed her once more and said my usual departing line
Good girl, see you soon and with that I walked out of the office and picked up some milk before heading to the tills.
The girl didn’t really seem interested in who I was or what I was doing in the office, the lad however was quite chatty and seemed as if he wanted to know who I was and what I was doing. I didn’t give anything away, just walked out smiling.
I smiled to myself as I got into my car and put it in gear to go to my meeting. It was just an ordinary business meeting, but I couldn’t concentrate and as soon as I got the excuse I left.
I got back into the car, and sat for a moment. I realised I was semi-hard and it wouldn’t take much to get me going again. My thoughts were all over the place, I wanted to see Rob’s reaction but then again I didn’t.
I called him and made sure he wasn’t busy. I told him to strip naked and wait for me, to be kneeling behind the door. He was to leave the door slightly ajar. He asked what time I would arrive. I firmly told him that I would arrive when I arrived and that he was not to move.
I took my time getting there, even stopping off at home to pick up a few things that I need later that evening. I had a coffee and thought about going for a pee, but I decided to wait.
As I arrived I sensed movement. He had obviously heard my car on the gravel drive and rushed back to his place. I asked him and he denied it so I asked him again and he apologised. He said he had had cramp and had only moved for a second. I put my foot to his crotch and he didn’t move. The sole of my shoe made contact with his tiny dick and balls. I pressed down firmly. He cried out but didn’t attempt to move.
Moving, even for a second is still moving. He clasped his hands over his crotch as I lifted my foot. I could see the fear on his face.
Show me your wet room. He started to stand and again I used my foot, but this time to push him back down.
In my presence you crawl you pathetic little animal.
Sorry Sir, I didn’t think he said. In seconds he was on all fours
This way Sir.
He crawled up the stairs like a dog, turning to make sure I was following him. I gave him a gentle kick with my toes.
Don’t worry about me wimp, just get there.
He speed up and as I reached the landing his skinny arse was just disappearing into the main bathroom.
Your en-suite.
Sorry Sir, he crossed the landing and into the Master bedroom. It was a good size with a luxury king size bed and when he opened the door to the en-suite the full tiled walls and floor completed my thoughts that I could have been in a very expensive hotel suite.
He was knelt on the floor and I told him to turn to face me. He duly obliged and I instructed him he was to undress me. He carefully un-buttoned my shirt, including the cuffs. His breathing was fast, his tiny cock was hard. I watched as he carefully folded my shirt. He reminded me of those old historical dramas where the servant would dress and undress the Lord.
When he was done, my clothes were in a neat pile, even my boxer shorts and socks were neatly folded and placed on top of the pile, which was neatly placed on the chair.
He had resumed his position, kneeling with his face only inches from my cock. I gripped it and pointed it down to his chest and then let my full stream go. It splashed off his chest over his legs and pot belly and down to his tiny cock and balls. He lifted his chin as if to ensure I didn’t get it in his mouth, so I placed my left hand on top of his head, pulling his face toward me and slightly down. At the same time I lifted my cock and pointed it directly at the top of his head, he winced as my warm stream hit his forehead and ran down over his eyes.
He didn’t say anything, I think he was actually a little shocked. I had told him I would piss on him, but I had never done it.
Well? I commanded
Thank you Sir he said meekly.
Sit in the corner, I need to shower.
Yes Sir, he handed me some shower gel and offered to turn the shower on.
I washed, everywhere except my cock and balls and he just sat watching. I beckoned him over and he automatically knelt in front of me.
Good boy.
Shall I suck it Sir.
Lick my balls clean.
He eagerly shoved his tongue forward lapping at my balls. He placed his hand underneath them and with his other he tried to grip my cock.
Clean it first.
Yes Sir.
He closed his lips around my cock and pushed down with his head. He was good at it and I told him so.
You’ve found your niche I see, can you taste your wife’s cunt on there?
Pardon Sir?
I said can you taste your wife’s cunt? I fucked her on her desk this morning.
I don’t know if it was his technique or the fact that I was humiliating him, but I couldn’t last. I grabbed his head and roughly face fucked him, releasing my spunk down his throat. He swallowed every drop, and carried on sucking so hard I actually had to push his head away.
He didn’t say anything, just looked up at me like a loyal dog. I rolled my eyes in the direction of the shower gel. Now wash it properly.
He washed my tackle very gently before handing me a towel.
May I shower now Sir?
No. Use a towel to dry yourself. I’m going to make my whore taste my piss on her pathetic husband when she gets home.
That’s not for an hour Sir.
I know. I walked out of the wet room drying myself. I laid on the bed and stretched out.
Go get me a coffee I barked.
Yes Sir. He already knew exactly how to make it but for some reason he chose to ask me?
Are you that pathetic that you can’t remember how I take my coffee?
No Sir, Black and strong. Nothing in it.
Correct. And when you come back with it you will kneel at the end of the bed in silence, understand?
And get me my phone.
I laid there, propped up on the pillows, drinking my coffee and I checked my email. He just knelt at the end of the bed, not moving, with a fixed puppy dog look on his face.
I flicked my phone onto video and pointed it at him. He didn’t speak. So tell me, I saw you lick your wife’s arsehole but you’ve never licked a man’s have you?
No Sir, he said in a firm tone and with a look of disgust on his face.
Well your about to I told him, as I lifted my legs up to my chest and spread them.
I pointed the camera at him.
Don’t shake your fucking head just get it done you little dicked twat.
He hesitated.
Now you fucking pathetic pig.
He moved slowly, which only made it more dramatic for the video I was filming. Gingerly he poked his tongue at my anus and I grabbed his head pulling him into me. Within seconds I could feel his tongue making hard tough and rapid movements around my arsehole.
Well as you can see Jo, your pathetic husband is enjoying licking my arse in your bed. When you get home, get your clothes off and get up here.
I stopped the video and pushed him off. I pressed the share by email button and typed in Jo. He email address popped up, but as a nicety I put in the subject line only open when alone. Rob’s face was red, obviously embarrassed but I think I saw some serious distress for a moment.
I guess I’m a bit weird really, I do enjoy having my arse licked but really only by women, unless of course there is the added kink of humiliating someone. I guess I just got bored of it after I had sent the email.
Go stand by the front door and welcome Jo home. I laid back and closed my eyes to relax. Half an hour later I heard his voice.
He knocked on his own bedroom door and waited for me to invite him in!
Jo is here Sir. She is just getting undressed for you.
Good, stand at the side of the bed. Jo walked in. She saw me laid on the bed, Rob stood at my side.
Ah there you are my good girl, come and lay with me. She walked forward to the opposite side of the bed from Rob and half turn as if to sit.
I turned to Rob,
Are you looking at her? Don’t unless I say you can, turn around.
A very meek apology came from him as he turned to face the wall.
I turned back to Jo and pulled her into my arms, caressing her. I gave her a long tender kiss and gently guided her onto her back at the side of me. I pulled her hand over me and pushed it down toward my cock. She got the message and started to work it up and down, squeezing and getting me hard instantly.
You may look I said to Rob. You could see the desire on his face, I don’t know if it was all for her or if a little bit was jealousy and desire to have a cock the same size as mine.
You want to touch her don’t you?
Yes Sir
You want to kiss her don’t you?
Yes Sir
You want to fuck her don’t you?
Oh Yes Sir very much.
Turn-over I commanded her.
She rolled onto her back and the message became clear Rob’s wife – Yorkshirepros whore.
You understand that don’t you Rob. I reached in between her legs and pushed my fingers into her. Come round and get a better view I told him.
He knelt with his chin inches from his wife’s thigh as I pushed my fingers into her and she moaned.
She belongs to me now Rob. Don’t you Jo.
Yes Master.
So are you willing to pay the price then?
Oh yes Sir. Please let me fuck her.
I am taking Jo out on Friday night for a meal. You will also go but you will eat alone. You will pick up the cost.
Jo giggled.
I don’t know why you’re laughing whore, I barked as I brought my hand down hard on her buttocks. A move that surprised her and so did each of the next five.
Yes Sir, Rob said with some delight.
Jo protested
He can’t fuck me, you said…. her voice trailed off as if she knew not to argue.
I said you could only fuck him when I said, now let him get on with it.
Rob was between her legs so fast, his tiny cock in hand. His problem was that his hand was a lot bigger than his cock, so trying to guide it into her, his hand just got in the way.
He was frustrated, and I sensed she was a little bit but it was hard to tell as she was giggling so much.
He can’t do it she said, not this way round. I have to lay on my back with my legs right up. I don’t know why you’re bothering I can’t feel him when he is in me anyway.
It doesn’t matter what you feel, he has just bought you so its about what he feels.
Yes its about me for once you bitch.
I was taken aback, Rob was so mild and meek that I could never imagine him having a cross word for Jo.
You tell her Rob. You’re the one paying for her so you tell her.
I sat and watched him get more and more frustrated, he looked at me as if for approval, I nodded and he grabbed at her thigh.
Turn over bitch. She did as she was told.
He lifted her legs, putting his hands in the back of her knees and using his body weight managed to get them up by her ears. His entire weight was on his toes and his hands, pushing down on her. Her slit was gapping wide, pussy juice glistening and he lowered himself on top of her. I watched as his cock finally managed to penetrate her. His strokes were short, very short, but then I realised they had to be to stay inside her. It looked almost like a twitch of his body rather than a purposeful stroke.
Are you in yet? I can’t feel your tiny prick, all I can feel is your weight. For fucks sake just give up.
I stood over her and slapped her face. Shut it, he’s paying so he can do what he wants, understand?
Yes Master
I do hope you never speak to another punter like that!
Her face showed the horrible surprise she had just got.
Another Punter she shouted
Yes. Not just one, I gripped her chin and bent down as if to kiss her, I turned her face upwards so she was looking directly at me.
I’ve made you my whore and whores have punters.
She tried to protest but I stuck my tongue in her mouth. She greedily returned the kiss as we heard noises from Rob and then seconds later he was sat back on his heels.
Thank you Sir
I pushed him out of the way and I got in the same position he had been in, her feet resting against my shoulders. I plunged my cock deep into her and she screamed, her noises turned into moans before turning into pants of fuck me with your big cock. She came as I hammered away at her. When she finished I pulled out, and moved up to the headboard, sitting on the pillows. I pulled her and she worked out that she was to sit on my cock, but wasn’t sure which way. She looked at me for guidance and I grabbed her nipples pulling her round so that she faced me, I squeezed them hard as she lowered herself on to me. I let go and moved my right hand round to her arse cheeks. Every downward move was rewarded with a big hard slap across her arse. I do find it difficult to cum in that position and we carried on her a few minutes. Sweat was pouring out of her, her arse was red and bruising from my slapping. I pushed her off me and onto her back.
I couldn’t decide what to do, she laid there breathless legs still open, glad of the rest, I was slowly wanking my cock about to cum.
Which is your side of the bed Jo?
The right she panted. I turned to my left and grabbed the top pillow and pointed my cock right at it, spraying my cum over every corner.
I laughed, Rob can have the wet patch.
Rob didn’t say a word.
Clothes, I ordered him.
He brought them back from the wet room and placed them next to me on the bed.
I hope you’re not leaving them there, your dressing me.
His face was red, he stooped as he stood, and he reminded me of a naughty little boy who had been told off.
I sat on the bed, Jo laid out at 90 degrees to me watching as her husband carefully put one leg of my boxer shorts over each foot and then tried to pull them up.
I hope you’re not going to put them on me without making sure there is no cum left?
Sorry Sir, I’ll get a cloth.
Cloth? Use your fucking mouth.
He bent forward and licked the tip of my cock, wiping his tongue around the jap’s eye. Jo rolled over so she could get a better view.
Of course, you’ve never seen him suck a cock in real life have you? I knew she had seen it on a video in the past.
No she panted.
Her hand was wandering towards her pussy.
Turning you on again is it?
She grinned a cheeky grin.
I bent down and kissed her, whispering in her ears that she should wait until she watches him getting fucked. Her eyes were wide and she rubbed furiously at her clit. He was an anal virgin.
I wasn’t going to get hard again so soon, so I pushed him off and pulled up my shorts. I got bored of him, so I dressed myself. He sat there silently. She was still rubbing herself when I was dressed.
I kissed her again. I whispered in her ear, perhaps you’d better start him off gently?
She looked puzzled.
Well you have a toy don’t you?
She clicked and her eyes looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights.
You want me to? She communicated the rest of the sentence with her eyes.
Yes and email me the details.
I kissed her, said goodbye. I didn’t even look at Rob as I left, I walked down the stairs and could hear her having another orgasm as I let myself out of the front door.
The next morning I opened my email as I sat in my office. There was a three page email from Jo and attached was a picture of Rob laid on the bed with Jo’s bullet shaped vibrator sticking out of his arse. Apparently Jo had found it so horny she had spent most of the evening either shoving her toys inside him, or sitting on his face. Apparently he had argued with her and she had slapped his face hard enough to leave a red mark before physically pushing him down onto the bed where she nearly suffocated him with her sopping pussy.
She asked me what my expectations were for Friday night, where tiny was to book, would tiny be sat near and many other questions. I told her to book Bar Rest, a local boutique place, which alongside a trendy bar and restaurant had rooms. It was very popular during the week with traveling executives, visiting lawyers and others who had a large expense account. I instructed her that he was to book two tables, one for me and her and one for him. Furthermore he was to act as our chauffeur for the night, so he would be dressed in a shirt and tie.
I wasn’t 100% confident that he would actually go through with this. He was after all paying me for him to play with his own wife. Less than an hour after I had sent her the email, I received an email from Rob.
I was surprised at the speed of his reply but I was shocked by the contents. He confirmed he had booked two tables at 19:30 for 20:00. A table for two, and a table for one.
He had also booked two rooms for the night, a superior double and a standard room. He hoped he had done the right thing. He apologised for taking liberties.
Friday night came round very quickly. I had chosen jeans, an open shirt and a suit jacket. I arrived at their house to be greeted by Rob dressed in a grey suit with white shirt and black tie. He shut the door behind me as I headed into the living room. Jo was in there looking stunning, a short black dress.
We headed out, and Rob had definitely jumped into the chauffeur role, he stood at the side of the car and opened the back door for Jo, before opening the other door for me. Bar Rest was only a few minutes from their house, so starting anything sexual didn’t really cross my mind. Instead Jo and I had a normal conversation about how our day’s had been. For a very short while sat in the back of the black BMW 735 having a conversation about work, it actually felt like we were lovers been driven by our chauffeur.
He pulled up outside the Bar and jumped out, first opening and holding my door, before rushing round to open his wife’s. I extended my hand to assist Jo from the car, and as she came to stand in front of me she kissed me. We held hands as we walked in, ignoring the fact that her husband had jumped back in the car to move it. We gave the name for our booking. I explained that we would go straight through to the bar, our chauffer would be bringing our bags and could put them in our room.
We were on our second drinks, sat at a cosy sofa, cuddled up to one another, my hand on her knee causing her dress to rise when Rob got to the bar and ordered a . He looked over at us, but we ignored him. He sat at the end of the bar on a stool where he could watch us.
We were shown to our table and Rob was shown to his. I almost felt sorry for him sat in the corner all alone, but as I looked around I noticed he wasn’t the only one. In fact at that end of the restaurant there were a number of tables laid out for one. It wasn’t a surprise really because it was that type of place. During the week you would find a number of barristers, business men, conference delegates and the like eating alone, and I guess that not all of them would have cleared out on Friday nights.
We ordered and sat drinking our wine, flirting, holding hands and whenever we caught Rob looking would lean into each other and kiss. I noticed a stunning blonde being shown to a table near Rob, she was a similar height and size to Jo but her breasts were massive, I was guessing she was the same dress size as Jo, nice and fleshy, no bones sticking out. She was wearing a figure hugging knee length blue dress, her blonde hair was set in large wavy curls and sat just at her shoulders. She distracted me. My attention was drawn back to Jo by her silence.
Seen something you like? She teased.
Yes I replied as I stole another glance. The blonde noticed me looking and smiled at me. I smiled back. I made a mental note to check when she finished eating which direction she was going in, out the of the restaurant door or into the lounge bar. I hoped it would be the bar.
We ate and chatted, the flirting became less, not so much because we weren’t into each other, but more that we seemed to have forgotten that Rob was there so there was no need to flirt outrageously for his benefit. We were just a man and a girl on a date.
The waiter cleared our desert plates and asked if we would like coffee, I declined but said we would take a Brandy in the lounge. As we walked past the blonde she smiled at me and I smiled back. We had only just got our drinks at the bar when the blonde walked in closely followed by the waiter. I hadn’t realised but Rob was at the other end of the bar watching us. We made our way to the sofa area and sat close together on one of the two vacant ones, placing our drinks in front of us on the low coffee table. Rob stayed at the bar, just watching.
The blonde looked around and then spotting the empty sofa opposite us, she made her way to it. Politely she asked if we would mind her sitting there. I smiled of course not. Soon there was polite conversation following. Lisa had introduced herself, she was stopping in the hotel until her new flat was ready that week. She had recently made the move with her company from London to Leeds where she was setting up the new regional office.
Lisa’s dress sat just above her knees and every time she moved in her seat I got a tantalising glimpse of a well-tanned thigh.
After a short while, Lisa leant forward and spoke quietly.
I don’t know about you but that old guy at the end of the bar is making me uncomfortable he keep staring over here.
Oh don’t worry about him, we know him.
Ah that explains a fair bit, while you were in the restaurant he couldn’t take his eyes off your wife. Is he an admirer of hers?
Both Jo and I laughed and Lisa looked puzzled.
I shifted forward in my seat and leant in to speak quietly.
Jo isn’t my wife, she is his wife.
Lisa’s jaw dropped open as she turned to look at him, then back to me before looking at Jo and then openly staring at Rob.
So you’re having an affair? Is he your ex? She turned to Jo
Something like that, but he’s not my ex, were still together Jo explained but Lisa just looked even more confused.
Its just a sexual thing between us, I said as I flicked my hand to point between me and Jo. I took a sip of my brandy, Lisa gulped her wine in disbelief.
They don’t anymore but Jo and I do.
Lisa nodded but the shock was still on her face. So does he know then? Lisa asked
She answered her own question, of course he does he is watching. Oh my god so he’s a cuckold she blurted out. I nodded and you could see she finally understood.
I’ve read about that, wow. Oh my god that’s amazing, a real cuckold! She turned to face Rob and shook her head as if in disbelief. Rob looked down at the floor, his face bright red, she turned back to us and laughed and I thought London was where it was at!
So Wow, I’ve read things, on the internet you know, but I’ve never met anyone. So are you swingers then?
Not exactly.
So you only see each other?
I see who I want, and Jo sees who I want. I laughed, Jo giggled a little bit nervous, and a little embarrassed. Rob was looking over still bright red, but each time one of us looked back he looked at the floor.
Lisa raised her eyebrow as if to state she needed more detail.
I’ll explain it to you, but let’s get Rob over here to listen to the details.
I didn’t give Lisa chance to say yes or no. I beckoned Rob over and straight away he stood up.
Wow you really do just do what you want don’t you?
Oh yes I said and I motioned for Rob to sit next to Lisa.
For the next half hour we sat around, sending Rob to the bar twice for drinks, and chatting about our unusual relationship and how it had all started and the fact that Rob had a tiny penis. Lisa was enthralled by it all. She already knew a lot of the terms used to describe the different types of relationship such as cuckold, hot-wife, Bull and Master and sub but I think it took a while to realise that I was Master to both, that she was totally submissive to me and that he was submissive to her.
Lisa couldn’t understand how Jo could submit to my every whim but yet she could dominate him. She mused this over for a while and eventually declared, no give me an alpha male every time. My ears pricked up.
Well ask these two I said. I’m as alpha as they come.
I kind of guessed that.
Yes but does it excite you?
She leant forward and picked up her wine, taking a sip looking at Jo, then back to me looking directly in my eyes.
Yes very much so, she stared at me for a couple of seconds before blushing and going red and then looking away.
She shifted nervously in her seat, the conversation had died. Rob hadn’t been speaking except when asked a direct question, and he had looked at me for approval before answering. Jo was obviously turned on by the conversation and so it appeared was Lisa.
Right time to go upstairs and party I said. Jo was stood in a flash, Rob was a little slower but just as keen. Lisa just sat.
Are you coming as well Lisa?
Her face was panicked. Jo noticed immediately and sat back down. She leant forward to Lisa and whispered its ok, you can just come up for a drink if you like.
Lisa seemed reassured by Jo and her gentle tone and nodded before standing. We headed out of the lounge bar into the corridor and stood waiting for the lift.
The lift was small, designed for eight people but full with four. The back of the lift was a large mirror. As we stepped into the lift Rob stepped in first, followed by Lisa, Jo next and then me. I turned and pressed the button and as the doors closed I reached up around Jo, squeezing her tits, I grabbed for her chin and turned her face towards me over her shoulder. My left hand gripped at her left tit, my mouth met hers over her shoulder and we kissed. The lift was small and Lisa and Rob were only inches away.
The lift door opened and we were still kissing. We stepped out and walked down the corridor. Jo and I were holding hands, Rob had the key cards out and we followed him to the room. Inside the room, there was a large sofa area and a big king size bed. I sat on the sofa and held my hand out for Jo to stand in front of me. I made her kneel. Lisa sit down, I said as I tapped the sofa next to me.
Rob asked if anyone wanted a drink and produced a bottle of red that came with the room.
Yes, but I want it serving by a maid in stockings and suspenders.
I haven’t got any he proceeded to explain.
Jo has, she’s wearing them. I took hold of her face and moved her chin quite harshly so that she was gazing up at me. Get undressed.
She stood and went towards Rob, turning her back and he lovingly unzipped her and gently eased the dress over her shoulders, before unclipping her bra. Lisa was openly staring as he bent down and unclip each suspender. She stood naked before me, kneel I instructed. Jo knelt and put her head in my lap so I stroked her hair.
Lisa sat watching Rob as he ripped his clothes off. He stood in a pair of y-fronts that used to be white but had turned grey. Just as he was about to lower them I stopped him, telling him to come and stand in front of me and Lisa so that she could get a good view.
Lisa’s eyes were fixed on his non-existent bulge and looked shocked as he pulled his y fronts down, stooping to clear them from his feet he stood with his pathetic offering only about 18 inches from Lisa’s face. Her jaw dropped, obviously shocked by the lack of size.
Is that as big as it gets? She asked looking at me.
Yes, that is him fully erect!
She studied it, it is quite cute really she giggled.
Go on touch it, I told her. She looked at me and then for a second I thought she was going to but she hesitated. She looked at Jo. I unzipped my fly and Jo readily dug inside my boxers to get my semi-erect penis out, stuffing it into her mouth and sucking.
Go on I told Lisa and she had a small frown on her face, but lent forward and rubbed his tiny prick before covering it completely with her hand. She started to move her hand in a wanking motion. Good girl I said to her as I dropped my left hand onto her thigh and stroked down towards her hem. She looked at me as if wondering what she was doing, what I was going to do next. I leant in toward her and she responded. We kissed hard. Jo took me all the way in her mouth and made herself gag. She eased up just holding the tip of my cock between her lips to give her time to get her breath back. Lisa pulled away and sat back, letting tiny go. I couldn’t work out the look on her face, but then she looked down at Jo and smiled. I rolled my eyes at Rob and directed him to the underwear with my gaze. He understood and went over and picked them up, going out of view to the bed, he sat on the edge and dressed himself. He put on her black knickers, suspender belt and stockings before putting her black bra on.
He came back into view with the two glasses and the bottle. Sir there is only two glasses in here.
Lisa offered the glasses in her room, but I pointed out that Rob had his own room and he could go get them. She laughed and asked if I was serious.
Jo lifted her head and spoke, he’s always serious, she went to put me back into her mouth but I stopped her, just laid her face on my crotch instead.
We watched as Rob disappeared from our room and the door shut behind him. Seconds later he was back looking relieved, clutching the two glasses and another bottle of red.
He served the drinks and stood. Go stand in the corner. Jo was knelt between my legs, but turned so she was leaning on me facing Lisa with her left arm reaching behind my waist, my cock out on display.
Lisa looked at her wine, I think I’d better make a move. It has been great but I think I need to go. Do you want my number?
Of course I do. Rob put her number in my phone. He did as he was instructed.
I looked at Lisa, and took her hand placing it on my cock. She pulled back a little, I tilted my head and frowned. She didn’t move.
You’re not going and leaving me like this are you?
She didn’t respond.
So you don’t fancy me then? I asked.
Its not that, of course I do but….
Well put me in your mouth.
She hesitated and looked at Jo who smiled at her and gripped the base of my penis standing it up for her. Lisa lowered her head and licked the tip gingerly before taking my length in her mouth. Her blonde hair obstructed Jo’s view, so she gently stroked it out of the way tucking it behind Lisa’s ear.
Rob was watching. I ran my hand down Lisa’s back, gripping at her dress and pulling it up to reveal a black thong. She didn’t object.
Fucking hell you’re gorgeous as well I said. She moaned her appreciation or at least I think she did, it was hard to tell because she was going full pelt. I pushed Jo’s face closer to Lisa’s.
Lick my balls I told her.
Rob get over here and look at this gorgeous arse. Go on, kneel behind her.
Do you want to cum? I said to Lisa,
I pulled her head off my cock.
Yes please Sir.
On your back.
She turned over, her head in my crotch, Jo had moved back up onto the sofa at my right hand side and was kissing my neck. Lisa was laid out to my left.
I kissed Jo as I reached down past Lisa’s fantastic tits and pulled her dress up to reveal the lacy front of her thong. I slid my fingers into it, and reached in between her legs. She was hairy which was a surprise. Suck me I commanded Jo. She manoeuvred her self so she was half on the sofa, half on the floor, her arm reaching up and holding my shoulder. She licked the tip, Lisa had to shuffle herself so her head was right on my knees to give Jo room. Lisa turned her head in towards me and licked the base of my cock. She continued to lick as Jo lowered her mouth. Lisa wasn’t put off and carried on licking without worrying about if it was my cock or Jo’s lips she was licking.
I laid there fingering Lisa, both of them working on me. My cock started to explode and released my cum into Jo’s mouth. She knows me so well. I would have made her share it with Lisa, but I didn’t need to. Jo kissed Lisa without instruction. She maintained this kiss, while she negotiated herself into a better position and they kissed for minutes as I carried on fingering her. Lisa came quickly and violently.
Jo sat back and Lisa laid there, dress up around her waist, my cock now softening on the side of her face. She licked her lips and grinned. Jo must have been after re-assurance because she jumped up to kiss me.
Good girl I said. Shall we use tiny’s mouth to let you cum now?
Yes please.
Get on the table then.
I pointed to Rob who was still kneeling and he readily assumed the position between his wife’s legs, lapping at her wet pussy until she was screaming with pleasure.
Lisa sat herself up beside me and we watched. Jo was watching me and Lisa watching her.
We could see she was getting close, Lisa lent forward and started to massage Jo’s right breast, leaning forward she kissed her which sent Jo over the edge.
Rob sat back on his heels, Lisa sat back next to me and I stretched my hand out for Jo to come and sit on the other side of me. She cuddled up to me.
Can we see him cum? Lisa asked. I looked at Jo, the look on her face said she was quite keen.
He was told to stand and remove the knickers. He then stood at the other side of the table and was made to wank until he came on the table.
He looked and as I sat there, cock out but dressed, Jo to my right naked and cuddled up to me with my hand tucked between her thighs but to my right Lisa, dressed but with her dress dragged up to her waist, her thong pulled to one side of her pussy, my hand gently stroking.
Get it cleaned I told him. He knelt and licked the table clean before returning to kneel in the corner.
I asked Lisa if she was glad she hadn’t gone. She kissed me and said thank you. Will you ring me?
I said that she would have difficulty stopping me as she was now one of my girls.
She giggled and stood. Rob will walk you to your room I said. I and his wife are going to bed now. With that Rob was up, gathered his suit in his hand, holding it in front of him he made his way to the door.
Would I maybe be able to… she didn’t complete her sentence, just looked down at the floor.
What I asked?
I wouldn’t mind if I could kind of carry this on? Maybe tiny could use his mouth on me?
Yes, Rob you will do everything she asks! She left the room leading Rob by the hand as me and Jo went to bed.
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