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Descent Into SlaveryDescent Into SlaveryFridayTonight was “Date Night” and as usually was the case, I’d spent the day in ahigh state of anticipation. My wife, Chris, and I had created the “DateNights” several years ago to merge our divergent sexual desires into amutually satisfying relationship.My sexual tastes ran to the more exotic side of the spectrum bondage, forcedoral sex, prolonged sessions, feminization and role reversal were excitingfantasies for me. Chris playing the dominant role was a common theme in allof these schemes.Chris, on the other hand, much preferred warm, tender romantic loving.Kissing, caressing and cuddling were turn- ons for her. She claimed to haveno fantasies of her own and therefore found it difficult to act out mine.While admitting that she could probably play the dominant role with someoneelse, she was reluctant to do it with me. She was afraid that playing gameswith me in the submissive role would turn me into a wimp. Yet, she loved meand wanted to please me.Our compromise solution was our planned DATE NIGHTS scheduled twice a month.On these nights we would engage in some of the wilder sexual practices,while the rest of the time would remain normal. This plan had worked well.With my special desires satisfied on a scheduled basis, I was content.Chris found that she was able to play “games” occasionally as the rest ofour lives together was exceptional. Needless to say, I look forward tothese DATE NIGHTS. Chris found herself enjoying most of these nights despitea certain reluctance to let herself go. She still felt uncomfortable in thedominant role since she had never been an aggressive person, but she gave ither best efforts to keep me happy. When I was happy, our lives wentsmoothly.Tonight things would not be routine. I sensed a new, more determinedattitude the moment Chris walked in the door from work. Without our usualcasual conversation about the happenings of the day, she ordered me to gointo the bedroom and take off my clothes. As I left to comply, she pouredherself a glass of wine and lit her first cigarette of the day. Inhalingdeeply, she mentally reviewed her plan and became resolutely determined tocarry it out.When she walked in the bedroom and saw me standing naked, a smile came toher face. “Very good”, she praised. “You mind well.” She had me putleather cuffs on each wrist as she passed the strap around the verticalposts of the poster bed. After snapping one wrist to one end of the strap,she stretched my arms so she could secure the other cuff to the other end.I now stood naked in helpless bondage and totally at her mercy. Her sweetsmile disappeared as she informed me “I had to tie you up since I have aplan and there are parts of it you won’t like! Now, it doesn’t matterwhether you like it or not! I am in total control!” She was so right!Straining against the bonds was futile. They were unbreakable. It suddenlydawned on me that this was a game that would not be over in an hour or so.Chris went into the small bathroom and returned with my shaving mug, brushand razor. As she worked up the lather in the cup, she said “You’ve beenhinting that you wanted me to turn you into a woman for some time, welltonight’s the night!” Shaking her head sadly, she said “I am going totransform you into my slave girl all right and you will get the fulltreatment! Poor dear, I am afraid you have no idea what you are gettinginto, but it is too late to back out now! You wanted this and you’re goingto go through with it all the way.!”Using the brush, she soaped each of my armpits, then took the razor to shavethem clean. “Mmmm nice and smooth,” she remarked running her hands over thenewly bald areas. “This is how a lady keeps her arms,” she informed me.Next she knelt in front of me and soaped up one leg, then carefully shavedit from my toes to my crotch. This process was repeated with the other legbefore moving to my genitals. After applying a generous coat of lather, shecarefully shaved my scrotum warning, “Hold very still, or you’ll become areal woman!” I didn’t move a muscle until she was finished.The hairs between my legs and around my ass received the same close shavetreatment. My pubic region was shaved to form a small triangle before shestood up to lather my face. When I realized that she intended to shave offmy beard and mustache, I finally protested. It had taken a long time togrow that foliage, and I didn’t want to lose it. As my mouth opened, Chrisshoved the soapy shaving brush into it demanding,” Keep your mouth shutbitch! YOU wanted this game, NOW you are going to get it!”She shaved my face and neck, completely removing all traces of hair while Istood in meek silence. Playing the dominant role she was determined to showme that my wishes were inconsequential. The shaving gear was put awaybefore Chris rubbed my body with a sweet smelling lotion. “A lady has tokeep her skin nice and soft.” she cooed sweetly as she rubbed it in. Whenfinished with the lotion, she brought out the bright red nail polish andpainted my toenails. “Very pretty dearie,” she exclaimed admiring herhandiwork. As my fingernails were being painted she remarked casually,”Some of those long fake fingernails would look wonderful on you, we’ll haveto get some when I take you shopping with me.” My eyes widened in surprise,she was serious about this!A roll of duct tape was brought out and strips of it were used to form mychest meat into female breasts. “I thought about buying you a set offalsies, but decided that this would be better. Now I can get at yournipples to control your movements, and so on. “She explained. Oncesatisfied that my “titties” were to her liking and held firmly in place, shemoved down to my crotch. My cock was pulled between my legs and securedthere with more duct tape so that while being able to walk, it would remainimmobile. “We won’t be using that for sex.” she announced, then continued,”As my woman you’ll just have to sit down to pee as any girl must. Now theexperience will be much more realistic, since it’s the only way you’ll beable to go.” She chuckled at her diabolical way of turning even routineurination into a part of my training as her submissive. I was to find itnecessary to wash my bottom after each time I urinated. Only one of manynew difficulties I was to encounter.A pair of pantyhose were put on my feet, then slowly pulled up my hairlesslegs to my waist. High heeled shoes were placed on my feet making itdifficult to maintain my balance as I awaited her next whimsical idea.Chris stood squarely in front of me, and pinching one of my nipples in eachhand, kissed me forcefully. My cock throbbed trying to become erect, butunable due to it’s confinement. “Don’t go away.” she said with a grin asshe left the room. Ha! Some joke. I was still secured by my arms andstanding in high heels. Looking down at my body was a disconcertingexperience. My breasts were small, but real and my legs encased in pantyhose with no protruding cock, looked very feminine indeed. Especially sowith the painted toenails and high-heeled shoes. A dramatic change in sucha short time!Chris walked back carrying her make-up case, her refilled wine glass, and amirror. The mirror was propped up on the dresser so I could see my helplessstate for a few minutes while Chris smoked a cigarette and sipped her wine.When SHE was ready, she warned me,” Watch very carefully as I demonstratehow to apply makeup. I’ll show you this time, but from now on whenever Iwant you as my slave girl, you’ll do it yourself.” As she rubbed a base coaton my face, I watched in stunned silence realizing that she’d alreadyplanned on making this a regular occurrence.Chris smiled to her self saying, “You know it’s going to be fun to call youfrom work, tell you to get ready and KNOW that you’ll do all of thispreparation before I get home. YOU can meet ME at the door in a negligeewith a drink.” She laughed, “As you get trained in your slave girl duties,my life is going to get a LOT easier. After all, that’s the whole idea ofhaving a slave in the first place.”Applying blue eye shadow on my eyelids she noted, “This will make you looklike the trampy slut you are.” Long fake eyelashes were added and a heavycoat of mascara applied, followed with the eyeliner. My eyebrows weredarkened and lengthened. She softly muttered to herself, “Maybe I shouldshave these off too, so the bitch would have to draw them on every morning.”fortunately she didn’t carry through with that notion. Rouge was put on mycheeks and bright red lipstick on my lips as I stood helplessly watchingthis transformation proceed.Chris placed her blonde wig on my head saying, “This old wig doesn’t do youjustice, we’ll need to get you a new one.” Obviously she planned for thisgame to continue into the future, as spending money on sex toys wasn’tsomething she usually even considered. After fastening a pair of her oldclamp on earrings on my earlobes, she stepped back to admire her creation.” You make a fine looking woman,” she praised, then added, “Now you need tolearn to act like one.”She strapped on the dildo stating,” I am going to play the male rolewhenever I wear this. You will be my slave girl, and as such you WILLperform all of my normal tasks and still be constantly available for MYsexual pleasure.” The cuffs were removed from my wrists as she said,” Wewon’t need these restraints now that you know your place. In your conditionyou’ll make a better woman than a man anyway.” Looking at myself in themirror, I had to agree with that assessment.”It’s too bad, but I’m afraid you won’t be doing any swinging for quite awhile,” she said with mock pity adding, “None of our friends would swingwith something that looks like you, would they?” I answered meekly, “NoMistress.” Upon hearing this she gave me slap on the rear demanding, “When Iam wearing this, YOU WILL call me SIR!” I was shocked by her forcefulness,but managed to reply, “Yes sir.”She had me put on a lacy, black nightie which barely covered my buns. Inthe mirror I could see that with the tape now concealed and only the cutelittle bulges of my breasts showing, the image was complete! I did looklike a woman! Chris had put on a pair of men’s shorts with the dildoprotruding from the fly, and one of my long-sleeved shirts. In appearance,we had already reversed roles.Chris kissed me firmly, then forced me to kneel in front of her. Shepressed the dildo to my lips ordering, “Kiss my cock slut.” She added,” Allof us men love oral sex.” I lightly kissed the head of the dildo feelingvery humiliated by the homosexual implications of this action. “Take it inyour mouth slut.” she commanded. My lipstick covered lips parted and shequickly thrust the dildo into my mouth. I gagged at the intrusion and Chriswith feigned concern said, “She doesn’t like sucking cock?” Then sheordered, “Suck it good slut.” She asked, “You do want to be a good slave,don’t you?” Now really into her dominant role, her hips kept thrusting thatdildo in and out of my mouth so I was unable to answer.”Don’t displease me slave or I’ll tie you up and whip your ass bloody.” Iknew that she was serious about playing this dominant role and determinedthat I behave in the manner befitting the slave girl role she’d assigned me.”By God,” she declared,” If you want to play kinky games, we’ll see how youlike being totally submissive!” She kept me at my chore until the sensationsof the dildo on her body combined with the feeling of power brought her toorgasm. Her thrusting slowed and at last, she withdrew that horribleinstrument from my mouth. “Not too bad slut, you make a pretty goodcocksucker.” She continued by saying, “With enough practice, you’ll be agreat cocksucker!”Chris walked behind me handing me a jar of Vaseline and said. “Pull downyour pantyhose and you’d better smear this on your “pussy” to save yourselfa lot of pain. I’m going to fuck that virgin pussy and you’re so nervousthat it’ll probably not get wet.” I pulled my pantyhose down to my anklesand liberally smeared my ass, both inside and out. “That’s a good girl, getyourself ready for your big stud. “she cooed. Kneeling behind me, forcingmy legs apart she used pressure on my back until my face was on the floor.I was wide open and ready for HER pleasure. Pressing the head of the dildoto my asshole she cautioned, “This may hurt at first, but you’ll get used toit, and in time get to love it.” As the head was forced inside me, I moaned” It’s too big SIR!” Chris just chuckled, “It’s just your bad luck that yourmaster is so well hung. Don’t worry, bitch, you will learn to take it allinside. I am going to give you plenty of practice!” The dildo was slowlyforced in until I could feel the attached balls against my body, then easedback out part way and these strokes repeated at an ever increasing pace.Her hands reached under my nightie and pinched my nipples. Thus impaled onher cock, the hands on my teats were controlling my movements, causing myrear to rise to receive each thrust. With ever increasing vigor, she wasfucking me. The portion of the dildo inside of her was stimulating hernearly as much as the pressure on her clit. Her passion rose in directproportion to her speed and the force applied. I was helplessly being ****dand my moans of pain only served to enhance her feeling of power.Finally, she had again achieved organism and slumped across my back, kissedme on the neck and pulled out of me. I was weak from the assault. Chrisgot up to light a cigarette as I laid there for a few minutes. My mouthached, my nipples ached and my poor ass throbbed from its violation. Atlast I got up and hobbled to the bathroom where I sat on the toilet andurinated. Due to the position of my taped-up cock, some urine sprayed on myass cheeks. After carefully wiping the remains of the urine and the slimeoozing from my asshole, I took a washcloth to wash carefully my “privateparts”. I pulled up my pantyhose, arranged my wig which had moved duringthe vigorous ****, straightened the negligee and went back to the bedroom.The high-heeled shoes made walking difficult which Chris noted by saying,”You walk like a clod. ” She suggested “when you walk in heels, take smallsteps. Put one foot in front of the other. It’ll give your ass a cutelittle wiggle.” She had me walk up and down the hall several times until shewas satisfied, then ordered “Remember to walk like that all the while youare the slave girl, even while doing domestic chores.” Chris walked to thefamily room to work her crossword puzzle and told me to fix her supper.”I’m in the mood for a T.V. dinner, you’d better just have a salad. Youhave to watch that figure, babe.”I fixed her a T.V. dinner and made myself a salad. We ate supper quietlybefore I cleared the table. Chris had me empty the dishwasher and set upthe coffee for morning. She said, “Turning into my slave girl took some ofmy precious time, but as you learn your duties, it may turn out to be worthit. It’s nice to sit here watching YOU work while I relax.””Take one of our movies and put it on the VCR, make it a love story”, sheordered. I thought for a moment and put the movie Love Story in themachine. She motioned for me to sit beside her on the couch. During themovie, Chris necked with me. She kissed and caressed my body, played withmy breasts and even slid her hand inside my pantyhose to play with my pussy.By the end of the movie, she said, “You really have got me turned on now,let’s make love.” She had me lay on my back in front of the fireplace,placed a big pillow under my behind and got on top of me. She slid mynightie up, pulled off my shoes and pantyhose. Spreading my legs she forcedthe dildo inside of me and once again fucked my still aching ass. “You lovethis, you little slut, don’t you?” she asked. When my answer wasn’timmediately forthcoming she slapped my ass and repeated, “Don’t you?” Igasped out, “Yes Sir!” “Then tell me how much you love it slut, a man’s egofeeds on praise.” she ordered. “Oh sir, it feels so good.” I lied, since itfelt like that dildo was tearing my insides wide open. “Your big cock fillsmy pussy so full, I love it.”She smiled and without missing a stroke said. “You’d better work on thatvoice. You need to speak in a higher tone, one more suitable to yourcurrent status. When I take you to public places, I want people to thinkyou’re my girlfriend and not some wimp in drag.” The thought of being inpublic dressed as a woman was so utterly humiliating to consider, that ittriggered my orgasm and I came all over my stomach. Chris’s sneer clearlyshowed her disgust, but she continued ravaging my poor ass until she againreached her climax. “Look at this disgusting mess you made on MY property!”she exclaimed. Using her hand she scooped my come from my stomach andforced it into my mouth saying, “That’s a good slave, swallow every bit ofthat slime.” She had me lick her hand clean before sending me to thebathroom to clean myself.Upon emerging from the bathroom, Chris took me by the hand and put me tobed. She crawled in beside me, caressed my body lightly, kissed me andcautioned me, “You’d better get some sleep dearie, You’ve got a busy daytomorrow.” Then she rolled over and went to sleep. It was a long timebefore I could get to sleep. SHE’D had several orgasms during the course ofthe evening, while the only one I had was even turned into a source of myhumiliation. In my fantasies serving Chris as my dominant Mistress had beena big turn on, but the actual experience had been only pain and humiliation.I already regretted getting into this, but had promised in my eagerness togo along with ANYTHING SHE WANTED, and now was stuck with living up to myword. Finally I drifted off to sleep.SaturdayI was awakened by Chris playing with my titties. From a deep sleep to myfunction as a sexual servant was a swift transition! As she rolled me overand moved behind me, I saw myself in the mirror and was instantly remindedof my slave girl role. The head of the dildo was again forced inside my asswith difficulty and Chris snarled, “you are such a tight little bitch. Ifyour pussy grows shut this fast, I’m going to have to think of some way tokeep it opened up!” She ****d me vigorously until achieving her orgasm, allthe while making me moan with feigned pleasure. Though less painful thanthe first experience, it was nonetheless humiliating to be so used. With alight slap on my fanny, she told me to clean myself up there was WORK to bedone. Meekly I complied, already dreading this day.About the time I had cleaned up, Chris walked in holding a butt plug andordered,” Insert this in your vagina; pretend that it’s a tampex and you’reon your period.” I stared at her in disbelief a moment before she snarled,”NOW BITCH!” I took the proffered plug and slowly forced it up my ass.Chris said with sarcastic sweetness,” A girl has to function despite herdiscomfort, so get dressed and fix my breakfast.” Chris went to read herpaper. I pulled on my pantyhose, put on the high heels, slipped my nightieover my head and walked my female walk to the kitchen. I made a bigbreakfast of bacon, eggs, toast and orange juice. Then setting the table, Iserved my MASTER. She didn’t bother to thank me for all of my efforts, justtold me to clean up the mess while she read the paper.”Change the linens on the bed.” She ordered without even looking up from hernewspaper. I went to the bedroom, pulled the sheets from the bed and alongwith the pillowcases put them in the laundry basket. I found the cleansheets and remade the bed.Chris had finished reading the paper by the time I returned to the familyroom, and she told me,” Go wash the make-up off your face and you’d bettershave real close today. We’re going shopping. You may wear your own shoesand pants, but leave the rest as it is.” She smiled smugly and said, “We’llplay some more after we’ve done our shopping.”Chris was ready about the same time I was today. Getting off the make-uptook longer than I had imagined. When I asked if I might remove thefingernail polish, Chris shook her head saying, “You can keep your gloves ondearie, in fact you’d better. We don’t want everyone to know that you’rereally a girl.”We got into the car and I was relieved to see that my tits didn’t show asprominently under my jacket as they did under just the nightie. Chris droveus clear across the city before she pulled into a Wall Mart parking lot. Ifound the walk to the store quite uncomfortable due to the plug wigglinginside my ass, but didn’t bother complaining as that would have beenfruitless.In the cosmetics department she picked out some fake eyelashes, a set offake fingernails and some new cosmetics in shades of red so garish thatshe’d never wear. We moved on to the ladies department where she picked upa pair of black lacy panties and held them up in front of my crotch saying,”These will look so sexy on you.” I blushed in humiliation as other womenshoppers and clerks turned to stare at me. She selected matching bra,garter belt and several pairs of black mesh hose.When we got to the wigs, she looked them over for a while having me try on acouple before deciding on a shoulder length model whose color closelymatched my own. By now quite a few people were watching my degradingexperience. “This one will do,” Chris said, “Until your own hair grows longenough to do something with it.” We took all of these items to the checkoutstand and paid for them with Chris chatting nonchalantly all the while abouthow pretty I was going to look. It was with great relief that I finallyregained the relative safety of the car.We next drove to a thrift shop where Chris had me follow her down the aisleswhile she selected several outfits for me. She’d hold each up in front ofme before accepting or rejecting each one. When a middle aged saleswomancame up and asked if she could help us, Chris said, “My slave needs somedifferent clothes, and is not worthy of new ones.” The lady looked at mevery strangely and then proceeded to show us some of the sluttiest outfitsshe had in the store. Fortunately Chris didn’t make me try them on andmodel them for her! We again paid for our selections while the clerks andother customers snickered at our performance.Back in the car Chris told me, “You did well slave, it’s an important partof being submissive to bear humiliation when it pleases me to inflict itupon you.” On the drive home she explained, “Since you’re going to be myslave girl, I want you to look good. I won’t have an ugly slave! Youneeded some things of your own and when we get home we’ll get you fixed upreal pretty so that you’ll be more attractive while you work. You do wantto look attractive for me don’t you slut?” “Yes SIR.” I murmured in reply.This was getting completely out of hand! Normally my sweet wife thoughtthat spending money for sex “toys” was foolish, but today she seemed toenjoy it. In fact she was smiling in anticipation of the fun yet to come.As soon as we walked into our house Chris said, “Get those men’s clothes offand we’ll see how your new stuff looks on you.” I stripped off my clothesand when I was naked she handed my new panties. I put them on and then thematching bra. The garter belt was next. I pulled each of the mesh hoseonto my hairless legs and fastened them to the garter belt. “You have nicelegs slut.” Chris praised me.We went to the main bathroom where Chris supervised as I applied my make-upin the manner I’d been shown the night before. The new lashes were trickysince I’ve always been sensitive about my eyes. The eyeliner and eye shadowwere also difficult, but I finally managed. The rest was relatively easyexcept for the false fingernails. After my new wig was on and brushed out abit, I really looked like a woman! Finally I put on the little French Maidoutfit she’d purchased including the little white cap.Chris looked me over, then said. “You look like a perfect maid my sissycunt. Now all of this effort transforming you will be worth it as you learnyour domestic duties.” Handing me the frilly apron she advised, “You’dbetter get started, you’ve got a lot of work to do.”The rest of the day I followed her orders; vacuuming the house, cleaning thebathrooms, doing the laundry, dusting, etc.. Chris sat playing computergames and reading a book about female dominance. She’d come aroundoccasionally to check my work and of course, to fondle my body a little.The little prissy steps I was forced to use in the high-heeled shoes made ithard to do my work very fast.When at last all of the assigned tasks were completed I went to the familyroom where Chris sat reading. She looked at me with a wry smile saying,”According to what I’ve been reading, it seems like I should get another ladyor two to assist me in training you more thoroughly.” I gasped! Having heralone in the dominant role was bad enough, but to be a slave girl in frontof other women would be too humiliating for words. Chris stated firmly,” Isense that you wouldn’t like that…too bad! What you want doesn’t countduring these sessions. You are my slave and I will decide what happens, youwill do as you’re told.”Watching my maid work has made me horny.” Chris announced. She stood upstroking the dildo she wore and ordered,” Pull down your panties and removeyour tampex, it’s time to fuck!” I slid down my panties and stepped out ofthem. There was a brief moment of relief when I removed that fiendish plugfrom my ass, but it was not to last for long as she forced me to my handsand knees. The dildo was again forced inside me. Fortunately the pain wasnot nearly as severe this time, since the “tampex” had done it’s job ofloosening me up.She vigorously ****d my ass until she reached her orgasm. I collapsed onthe floor feeling very used, but she lay down beside me and caressed mybody. She made me tell her how wonderful it felt, how nice she’d been tofuck me and other such lies. She in turn told me how nice it was to possessa slave.She said,” You’ve had a busy day slut. You haven’t even started supper yet,but that’s ok, I’m in the mood for pizza tonight.” She went to the phone andcalled Domino’s. She ordered a pizza with everything on it. Playing herrole to the hilt, she didn’t care what I wanted. Turning to me she said,”You’d better fix your face dearie, and straighten your dress….You look amess.” I complied with a wondering look on my face. Chris said, “You wantto look respectable when the pizza man comes.” Nervously I waited until thedoorbell rang. I didn’t dare speak, so I just handed him the check and tip,took the pizza and closed the door. I don’t think he noticed anythingstrange about it, but I felt demeaned by appearing even briefly in front ofa man dressed as I was.We sat at the table to eat and Chris proposed a toast,” To our new DATENIGHT game.” As we clinked glasses I was struck by the look of those longpainted fingernails holding my wine glass. She insisted that I eat the mealwithout picking off the ingredients I disliked. She commented,” It’s notladylike to pick at your food.” I tried to eat as daintily as I could managewith those long fingernails.After supper she led me to the bedroom where she removed the dildo.”Tonight we are going to make love as lesbians.” she announced. We stoodkissing and caressing while she slowly undressed me. When we were bothnaked, we crawled into bed. Under her direction I caressed her breasts,licked her nipples, kissed her body all over and performed oral sex to bringher to orgasm. This slow, unhurried, prolonged lovemaking was especiallysatisfying to her as she needn’t worry about turning me on. She did fondlemy tits a bit, but only because she wanted to.When at last she was satiated, we lay cuddled closely while she said, “WellBabe, this game was what you wanted and I really enjoyed it too. I hopethat it was ok for you, but that’s not critical I’ve discovered that havinga slave is great! While you didn’t do as good a job of cleaning as I wouldhave, you’ll improve in time. It took a sex game to get you to help withthe housework, but it’s nice to know that twice a month you’ll be domestic.”Still in my submissive role, I cooed a falsetto,” Yes Mistress.””From now on, when it’s the day for DATE NIGHT,” she continued,” I will haveyou go grocery shopping. I’ll make you a list, you will buy the stuff andput it all away in the morning. Then you will shave your body, bathe andget into your slave girl getup. You will be ready when I get home so Iwon’t need to waste time getting you fixed up.” She was speaking softly, butletting me know that she had taken control of the DATE NIGHT agenda. “Youwanted me to be dominant,” Chris reminded me. “I gave it a good try anddiscovered that I LOVED it!” she said with a smile. “Many people wouldthink it looks stupid to see you as a feminized submissive. but I enjoyedthe power trip and got a lot of work done for me. If we’re going to playkinky games, I might as well unload some of my chores onto you.”She kissed me and said, “Get out of that getup now baby, get cleaned up andcome back to bed. The game is over for THIS time.” I arose, went to thebathroom and ripped off the tape letting my cock spring free. It felt greatto stand up and pee again! My wig, fake eyelashes and fingernails wereremoved and carefully stored before scrubbing off the makeup. I used polishremover to clean the paint from my toenails. Stepping into the shower I letthe warm water flow over my aching body. My feet were sore from the manyhours spent in heels. I was weary from all my chores. My poor ass achedfrom the repeated anal ****s and of course, the “tampex”. My cock untouchedfor so long now stood erect, appearing strange without it’s normal hairysurroundings. My legs were smooth as silk. It had been some weekend!It was nearly midnight before I crawled back into bed. Chris was stillawake and I pulled her close to kiss her firmly. We made passionate love ashusband and wife in our normal roles. For the first time since thebeginning of our game I had a normal orgasm without having to eat my owncome. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.Sunday all was normal. Neither of us mentioned anything about the previousevents. Several times during the day i noticed Chris staring at me with amysterious smile. I sensed that she was thinking about our next DATE NIGHT.I thought about the experience all day, realizing that in creating thisdominant persona I’d made a lot of work for myself. “Give a man what hethinks he wants and he won’t like it.” Chris had once remarked. She hadbeen so right! It was too late now, I knew. She had learned to love beingin total control and unless we eliminated DATE NIGHT altogether; I was goingto be her slave twice a month!2. ChapterFridayIt was finally Friday. It was to be our scheduled Date Night! It had beentwo weeks since Chris had made me her sissy slave and decided that twice amonth she would be my Mistress. At first these nights turned me on far morethan they did Chris, as I really liked to play a very submissive role. Shehad found it difficult to get into the spirit of things at first and hadonly participated in order to keep me happy. All that had changed after shedressed me as a woman and used me like one. Once she had experienced thepower of having me totally under her control, she found that she loved it!Tonight, things would be taken to a new level. I had made contact with aguy on the computer bulletin board, named Bryan, that wanted to play therole of Master to both Chris and I. When I explained that she was not intoplaying submissive roles, he offered to come over and make love to my wife,while I was bound and helplessly forced to watch. That idea intrigued me.We have been swinging for quite a few years now, and I had never seen heractually making it with another man.Tonight she came home from work, and without even pausing to talk about herday, she ordered me to go to the bedroom and strip naked. Sensing thatsomething was different about her attitude, I hurriedly complied. Sheturned the music into our bedroom far louder than normal. By the time shecame into the bedroom, I was naked. She smiled oddly and said, “That’s agood slave.”Reaching behind the bed, she pulled out the restraints I had made severalyears ago, consisting of leather cuffs connected by seat belt material.Humming softly, she fastened me to the bedposts so I stood facing the bedwith my arms spread-eagled. Next she got a roll of duct tape and taped myankles together. She then took some strips of that duct tape and taped mychest meat into small, but very real breasts. All of this we had donebefore, and it was one of my favorite games. I suspected that she wouldsoon dress me in one of her nighties. Instead, she left the room saying,”Don’t go away.” She chuckled softly as she left. Unbeknown to me she wentdown to our “toy” chest and brought a bunch of our adult toys upstairs.With the music up so loud, I couldn’t hear anything else. While I stoodfirmly secured, she sat down to play computer games in the other room. Iwaited patiently, having no other choice.After what seemed like a very long time, she walked into the bedroom, withBryan. She had called him up and told him to come over. Tonight wascertainly going to be a new experience!Bryan walked over and checked how securely I was fastened. “You did abeautiful job Mistress Chris.” he said as he pulled her into his arms andkissed her deeply. They laid down on the bed and kissed and caressed eachother for a while, before Bryan suggested that perhaps they ought to get meinto a more slave-like state. Chris asked, “What do you mean Master Bryan?”He replied,” I always keep my slaves closely shaved, do you have a razor?””Certainly my dear” Chris replied, and retrieved it from the main bathroom.Bryan wasted no time as he proceeded to shave my body totally from the neckdown. When I started to protest, he shoved a dildo gag into my mouth, andstrapped it in place. “A good slave should be seen and not heard.” he saidgiving me a slap on the ass for emphasis. This shaving didn’t take longsince it had only been two weeks since my last total body shave. Bryanremarked when the shaving was complete, ” The slave looks like a little boynow, except for those cute little titties you made. I think that I wouldrather have a slut slave tonight, let’s play dress-up with our toy.” “Greatidea Master Bryan”, Chris replied. She then added, ” I love having her asmy sissy slut too.” For the next hour they put make-up, a wig, high-heels,bra, pantyhose, etc. on me. They even painted my fingernails and toenails!I could see myself in the mirror, and was stunned.Chris got them each a glass of wine, which they sipped as they sat chattingas if I wasn’t even there. Soon, Bryan was helping Pat get undressed andshe helped him get ready. Bryan asked Chris,” Shall we blindfold HER?”Chris said,” Hell No! Make the poor worthless slut watch while a Real Manmakes love to me.”They began with caressing each other’s nude bodies and soon moved on to oralsex. Bryan slipped down to her crotch and soon she was moaning withpleasure. She never got worked up that fast with me! When Chris took hismagnificent, hard young cock into her mouth, I felt the tears running downmy cheeks. In my fantasies it never was like this! I could only watch inpained silence.For a couple of hours they made love until they had mutual orgasms. Whilethey cuddled in the warm afterglow, Bryan suggested ,”It’s time to put ourslave to work”. He picked up my feet and laid me on the bed with my headhanging over the edge. He then guided Pat until she straddled my face.”Make the little slut lick you clean.” He undid my gag. Pat pulled my faceto her crotch and ordered, “Lick me bitch!” I had never tasted another man’scome, very rarely my own. Now I was powerless to prevent doing so. Ilicked and slurped at her steaming lips until she had another orgasm. Shefinally said, “That’s all I can handle for now.” Then she added,” Bryan, Iknow that you said you were straight, but I think you should make the sissyslave lick you clean also; SHE does such a good job.”She took his cock in her hand and pressed it to my lips, saying, “That’s agood girl, lick all my juices off of this Wonderful cock.” In my bondagestate, I was forced to lick his cock and balls while the strong smell ofrecent sex filled my nostrils. Chris said, “Open your lips bitch, take itin your mouth. I want to turn you into a cocksucker.” Bryan slid his limpdick into my mouth and forced me to suck and slurp until he was once againfully erect. Then he grabbed my head and began fucking my mouth, completelyoblivious to my gagging. As a Master he was unconcerned with my discomfort,and concentrated on his pleasure! The roughness used in this oral **** wasunexpected and made me realize that I really was under their control. The”game” had gone too far, but now I could do nothing to stop it.He finally came in my mouth and told me, “Swallow it all slut, spill oneprecious drop, and I will beat the shit out of you.” I obeyed, despite myrevulsion. Chris applauded crying, “Magnificent, Master Bryan. It would befun to watch you fuck the slut’s tight cunt, but I want to save your nextorgasm for myself.” She got the strap-on dildo and as she put it on said,”So I guess I’ll have to do it. She wanted to be a slave, and slaves don’tfuck, they get fucked.”Bryan undid my hands and forced me to my hands and knees ordering me,” OkSlave, beg Mistress Chris to fuck your poor worthless pussy.” “PleaseMistress Chris, fuck me for your pleasure.” I begged. I received aresounding slap on both cheeks of my ass. Master Bryan said,” You have muchto learn slut! That’s not what you were told to do. You must obey ALLorders exactly and instantly! Now try again.” My mind raced to try toremember his original order. ” Please Mistress Chris, please fuck my poorworthless pussy.” I pleaded. Chris now knelt behind me and smeared a largegob of Vaseline on my asshole and using one, then two fingers, she forced itinside of me. “Purr for me bitch, show how much you appreciate all that I’mdoing to you.” Chris snarled with a new forcefulness in her voice. So I did, cooing like a little girl,” Oh Mistress, that feels so wonderful.” Bryangrabbed one of my nipples with each hand and pinched them quite hard. ” Youmust always address her as Mistress Chris, you have no right to use lessthan her full title.” Bryan sat holding my nipples so my face was scantinches from the cock that had so recently ravished my mouth, while Chrisforced the dildo inside me. “Go ahead Mistress Chris,” he said,” Fuck theslut.” Chris grabbed my hips and began savagely fucking my ass. She hadused the dildo on me before, but never so roughly. All of her naturaltenderness had vanished and been replaced by a new sense of her power. Thiswas not lovemaking, this was ****!With Chris ramming the dildo up my ass and Bryan controlling my movements byhis fingers pinching my nipples, I was trapped on a hideous ride that I knewwould end only when they decided. The pain in my nipples was intense andalmost overcame the pain in my ass. My urge to be submissive had long sincedissolved into real fear. Chris alone would have quit long ago, but withBryan’s support she was actually enjoying herself. At last they tired ofthis and with a little pat on the fanny, Chris pulled out the dildo. “Nottoo bad slut, you’ll improve with practice. Don’t worry you’ll get lotsmore practice.” she promised. I was allowed to collapse onto my side, myhands went up to my throbbing, painful nipples.Bryan told Chris, “This slave is easily controlled through her nipples, weshould get them pierced. With some rings permanently installed throughthem, she could be easily dominated even when I’m not around.” Chris smiled,”Hmmm, it would be a constant reminder of her new status. Let me thinkabout it.” ” It would be simple, we could take her right now to a friend ofmine who’d be glad to do it. He’d do the job for a blow job.” Chris said,”The blow job is no problem, now that our slave is a cocksucker.” She laughed1From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Sat Apr 12 11:47:42 1997Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.apfel.de!fu-berlin.de!cs.tu-berlin.de!zrz.TU-Berlin.DE!loch.in-brb.de!bolzen.in-berlin.de!news.all.de!sauveur!nienor.IN-Berlin.DE!nostrumoFrom: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tgSubject: New TG: Date Night: My Descent Into Slavery by 4play (2/7)Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.dDate: 12 Apr 1997 15:47:42 GMTOrganization: The TestsiteLines: 710Message-ID: <5ioaqu$6v@nienor.in-berlin.de>NNTP-Posting-Host: tinuviel.in-berlin.deXref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:181963 alt.sex.stories.tg:13051Hi.This times we have young couple who have a tradition. Surprisinglythis tradition turns into something which at least one of the coupleto the thought if this tradition was the right idea.As usual I DIDN’T write this story and haven’t any claim on it. Ifyou have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is thenwelcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try toavoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting yourstories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands forstory postings and for nothing else.Enjoy the story.CiaoNostrumo>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<2___Date_Night:__My_Descent_Into_Slavery__________________________by_4play_and kissed him lustily. A shiver ran through me as I realized they werediscussing me like a piece of meat."Let's save that for another time," Chris said," Right now I'm hungry andneed another drink." They got off the bed and ordered me to get my lazy slutass up and busy. While they sat on the couch necking, I fixed their drinks.When I delivered them Pat tweaked my sore nipples saying, "Yes some ringsmight be just the thing, they'll look sooo cute." She sounded so serious, Iwas scared.I returned to the kitchen and fixed them tv dinners and soup. When I settheir meals on the table, I noticed he was licking her nipples and she wasloving it. They ate ignoring me completely. Bryan commented," Slave isgoing to have to learn to cook better than this, after all WE are going toneed to keep up our strength for all of the great sex we are going to have."Chris replied," Don't worry, Slave is going to learn MANY new things. Thebitch wanted this scene, well now she's just going to have to live with it."Bryan said," From now until the next Date Night you should continue hertraining. Do not have intercourse with her, you may use her tongue for yourpleasure, of course, and I would recommend that you fuck her pussy severaltimes a day. It's very important when training a new slave to remaindominant at all times." Chris answered," Oh yes, you masterful hunk! Ofcourse you are right Master Bryan."After they finished eating they went to the bedroom for more sex while Icleaned up. Soon they called for me to join them. I was made to kneel onthe floor beside the bed and watch while Chris rode his cock to anotherorgasm. Again, they made me use my tongue to clean their genitals when theywere finished.Master Bryan had me dress him in his clothes when he was finally ready toleave. When he was fully dressed, he stripped me naked. "One last choreSlave, I want you to display your hairless body to me and Mistress Chris,while you masturbate." This was the final humiliation, I stroked myself toorgasm catching my own come in my left hand. "Poor slave didn't get anysupper, You may eat your come." I hesitated for a moment, then seeing thelooks they were exchanging, lapped up my own come. Bryan announced. "Wellyou are now a cocksucking, come gobbling, little slut slave."He then tied me hand and foot on the floor, replaced the gag andpassionately kissed my naked wife. As he left I heard him tell Chris thanksfor a great time and to call him anytime. She told him that she certainlywould.Chris returned to the bedroom, looked down at my helpless body and said,"This was a GREAT IDEA you had. I really enjoyed myself. He was a REAL STUDand wore me out." She crawled into bed and turned off the light. She said,"I can hardly wait to continue your training, goodnight Slave." I could onlylay there in stunned silence, with my nipples aching, my tortured ass inpain, reeking of sex and dreading the morning. Even more than another dayof housework and service as a maid, I was dreading the next DATE NIGHT.Chris seemed only too willing to force me into new degrading situations.What would be next?3. ChapterFridayDuring the two weeks since Chris and Bryan had used me as a sissy sex slave,neither Chris or I had discussed that night. She had found the night verystimulating, while I had found it degrading and not nearly as exciting as ithad seemed in my fantasies. Chris had made it clear while in her Mistressrole that I was to keep my body shaved even between Date Nights. " Havingto shave you every time takes up too much time and delays my pleasure." Shehad said. Since I was still in my slave role at the time, I had to complywith her order. This shaving myself became a time consuming part of myroutine grooming procedure.Chris informed me, " Tonight we are having company. Bryan told me about acouple that he thought we should meet. I talked with the lady on the phone,and they are coming over tonight. I do want you to be on your best behaviortonight slave." I was surprised by her announcement as she had never madeplans without consulting me before becoming my Mistress. Now she seemed tobe doing it whenever she pleased. She asked, " Do you understand that youwill obey instantly and not embarrass me in front of them?" I responded, "Yes Mistress." Chris said, " Good, if we can expand the cast of players inour ` game', the possibilities will geometrically expand." When we firststarted our secret games she had thought of them as a very personal matterand her willingness to invite other people into our play showed how much herattitude had changed since gaining such power over me. I really wished thatshe had discussed this with me first! Chris had agreed to meet them to seeif the chemistry seemed right. She had invited them over for drinks withthe prior understanding that there would be NO SEX that night. Although wehad never seen either Rachel or Jerry in person, Chris had exchangedfantasies with Rachel several times during phone conversations. They wereto arrive at around 7:30 pm. At exactly 7:30 the doorbell rang.I opened the door and welcomed them into our home. I took Rachel's hand andgave it a gentlemanly kiss. She glared at me haughtily and hissed," You'llpay for this effrontery slave. No one touches me without my permission." Imumbled, "I'm sorry Mistress." Jerry removed Rachel's coat and carefullylaid it on the couch before shaking my hand. Rachel looked stunning in herblack leather halter top, mini-skirt and thigh length spiked heeled boots.She went to Chris and gave her a big hug by way of greeting.We retired to the family room and I took the drink orders. While they begana conversation I mixed the drinks and served them. Jerry thanked me butRachel stopped Chris as she started to say thanks by holding up her hand andsaying, " You should never thank a slave for serving you dear; it is theirprivilege to do so." Jerry nodded his affirmation of her statement. Jerrywas quite a bit bigger than I was and could be easily described as whatChris would call a hunk. I could see there was a physical attraction there,which did not escape Rachel's discerning eye. She asked Chris if she wouldlike to inspect Slave more closely. Chris casually said, " Why yes MistressRachel, if it's not too much trouble." Rachel replied, "No trouble at all,STRIP Slave." Jerry stood up and removed all of his clothing withouthesitation. When his trousers were removed we could see that he was wearinglacy pink panties. Chris raised her eyebrows in surprise upon seeing them.She knew that I loved it when she made me wear panties, but wouldn't havesuspected such a thing about a hunk like Jerry.When the panties were removed his huge cock was nearly fully erect. Chrisreached out and took it in her hand. It must have been at least 9" long andthick as well. He stood stoically still despite Chris's tender stroking.Chris exclaimed, "Mistress Rachel your slave is magnificent! And so welltrained!" Rachel replied, "Thank you Mistress Chris. Your slave could beeasily trained as well. I could help you with that process if you like."She continued, "It would be no bother at all; I enjoy breaking a man'sspirit and bending him to our will."Chris's enthusiasm for this game had increased dramatically since seeingSlave's nude body. "Why not," she said. " My slut was always talking aboutwanting to be my submissive toy; it will serve the little bitch right togive him what he thinks he wants." She turned to me and ordered, "Stripslut. Let's show Mistress Rachel what she has to work with." EmulatingJerry's unhesitating obedience I stood up and took off my clothes. MistressRachel came over to me and looked me over carefully. My hairless body, socarefully shaved a couple of hours ago drew a nod of approval, but my dickhung submissively limp and she snorted," Poor Mistress Chris, how in theworld could you ever be sexually satisfied with such a worthless cock?"Chris just shrugged her shoulders.Chris had clearly changed her mind about the NO SEX tonight rule as sheturned to me and ordered, "Slut, go get into your slut outfit. Be quickabout it! We'll be waiting right here." A while back, Chris on one of ourDATE NIGHT weekends had taken me on a humiliating shopping trip where shebought my slave girl outfit. A little French maid outfit with a very shortskirt; wig; a matching bra, panties and garter belt set; high heeled shoesand black mesh stockings; and a complete make-up kit composed what Chriscalled my slut outfit. I hurried off to obey her command while Chris andRachel continued chatting about what they might like to do tonight. Jerrywas still standing silent like some naked decoration when I left.In the bathroom I glanced at my hairless body and was amazed at how easilymy masculinity had disappeared along with the body hair. I painted mytoenails with the garish red polish Chris insisted I use. While they dried,I applied my make-up as Chris had previously instructed me. She had me useblue eye shadow to enhance my sluttish look. The long fake eyelashes wenton much easier now that I had practiced. The mascara and eyeliner were alsogetting much easier to apply.When the make-up was completed, I pulled the black mesh hose up my smooth,hairless legs and I hooked them to the garter belt. Using strips of ducttape I taped my chest flesh to form the petite but real feminine breaststhat Chris loved to play with. After I put on my bra the tape was invisibleand my nipples protruded from the holes in the peek-a-boo bra. The matchinglacy panties were next pulled on with my cock and balls tucked neatlybetween my legs. These black matching items always made me feel sofeminine. I stepped into my short French maid skirt and put on my puffysleeved, low necked blouse. My wig was next put on and brushed out a bit.I put on a pair of hoop earrings and the choker necklace. My high-heeledtoeless shoes always felt awkward when I first put them on, but I was ableto walk in them quite nicely by now.Taking the case with the fake fingernails from the cabinet, I glued them on.I always saved them for last as it made the rest of the transformation toodifficult if I was wearing them. Those fake nails were already painted tomatch my toenails. Looking in the mirror I could see that I had done a goodjob. I looked every bit the slut Chris wanted to serve her. The degradingprospect of appearing like this in front of Mistress Rachel and Jerry stillmade me nervous, but to please Mistress Chris I would do anything! Or atleast that's what I'd been saying, now that would be tested severely. Iwasn't sure that I was ready for whatever might happen. But, this had beenall my idea to start with and I felt compelled to go through with it.When I walked back into the family room, I was surprised to see Slave's headunder Chris's skirt! He was performing oral sex on her while she andMistress Rachel continued chatting nonchalantly about their plans. Chrislooked up to notice me and praised," Well done Slut, you look very prettytonight." Mistress Rachel put her hands on the hem of my short skirt, liftedit up and examined my panty clad bottom. "Nice ass Slut, we'll have to finda use for that." she said menacingly.Chris was becoming very aroused by Slave's ministrations now so Rachel askedher," Why don't you take Slave into your bedroom and enjoy him for a bitMistress Chris?" Chris replied, "Thank you Mistress Rachel, I think I will."She stood up and ordered, "Stand Slave." When Slave immediately stood up,Chris took his cock in her hand and led him by it down the hall to thebedroom.Mistress Rachel smirked at me and ordered, "Slut go to our car and bring methe travel bag in the back seat." I looked at her in disbelief, I justcouldn't go out of the house dressed like this! Her dominant glare won outover my reservations quickly and I swished out to the car parked in ourdriveway. Retrieving the bag as rapidly as possible, I hurried back intothe house. Mistress Rachel said softly, "That's a good slave. You havereal possibilities Slut. I know that the plan was for No Sex tonight, but aMistress always brings a few toys along, just in case."She opened up her bag and pulled out a riding crop. "Bend over Slut, andgrab your ankles." she ordered. I wasn't expecting this at all, as myagreement with Chris made it quite clear that I wasn't into pain. Obviouslyshe had her own agenda! She pulled down my panties and lightly whipped myass cheeks, gradually increasing the force applied until my ass was sore andquite red. "A Slave, even a Slut like you, should walk around with apretty, red ass."Soon she quit the whipping and let me stand up to remove my blouse and bra.Mistress Rachel caressed my titties and licked and sucked on my nipples. Mycock became erect as she told me how nice it was to have such a prettylittle sissy for a slave. "Get down on your hands and knees bitch," shecommanded. I got down on all fours as she reached into her bag and produceda jar of KY jelly. Greasing my asshole she worked one finger inside me. Asit wiggled around I writhed and moaned." The only sounds you are allowed tomake are those of pleasure, and you had better make lots of those to showyour Mistress how much you appreciate all of the trouble I'm going through."she warned me as she shoved in the second finger. I lied, "Oh yes Mistress,it feels so good." I continued moaning with feigned pleasure as her thirdfinger was squeezed into my tight asshole. Rachel commented ,"Your cunt istoo tight. Oh well, a series of butt plugs will soon loosen you up."My cock was screaming for the relief of orgasm as she continued forcing thatlubricant into my "cunt", but Rachel just laughed asking with mock concern,"You'd like to fuck me right now, wouldn't you Slut?" I pleaded, "Oh yesMistress Rachel, Very Much so." She laughed out loud and said, "You fool,you are the Slut and you GET fucked!" "Besides," she continued, " How dareyou think your pitiful little cock could please ME! I can have Slave fuck mewhenever I want, listen to the sounds coming from the bedroom."Chris was obviously deep in the throes of passion, judging from the moansof," Oh yes Slave, More Slave," etc. coming from the bedroom. She nevergot that loud with me. This was not working out as it had in my fantasies!Chris had gone wild with pleasure! So far I had only suffered pain andhumiliation.Mistress Rachel now strapped on a dildo and knelt behind me. "You wantedsome fucking, I'm going to give you some fucking." she promised. The dildowas slowly forced into my well greased asshole filling my insides with it'sbulk. She reached around and grabbed my nipples, pinching them forcefully.With her using my nipples to control my movements, I was forced to hump myass to recieve her vigorous thrusts. The pain from my nipples overcame thepainful thrusts in my ass. I was horribly trapped into submitting to this****, which would only end with Mistress's orgasm. When at last, she came,the dildo was removed.When I collapsed with exhaustion on the floor, my hands went up to mythrobbing nipples. They were too sore to touch! Mistress Rachel put thedildo to my lips as she straddled my chest. " Go ahead Slut, lick it clean.You got it dirty, now you clean it!" she ordered." You stupid little bitch,you forgot to douche before you had sex. Don't worry dearie, as my slave Iwill give you a nice warm enema before I fuck you in the future." An ENEMA!I had really let myself in for more than I had bargained for. My tonguetentatively licked the dildo. "Must I bring out the cat-o-nine tails toenforce my will?" she asked sweetly. Remembering the pain from just thecrop, I answered, "No Mistress." and really licked the dildo until it wastotally clean.Saying, "Come Slut!" she led me into the bedroom where my wife was stillenjoying a marathon, multi-orgasmic fuck with Slave. She looked so sexy allflushed, sweaty and thrusting her hips wildly upward to meet Slave'svigorous thrusts. She was truely beautiful! Mistress Rachel said," You mayclimax now Slave." And he DID! It was amazing! Mistress even controlled hisorgasms with her power.He bent down to kiss Chris deeply as she shuddered with another of countlessorgasms she'd enjoyed. "That was excellent Slave!" she praised him for allof the pleasures he'd given her.Mistress Rachel beamed with pride over her demonstration of power, thenordered," Kneel by the side of the bed Slut. Slave assist Mistress Chris toget into position to be cleaned." Slave helped Chris to the side of the bedand d****d her legs over my shoulders. Mistress Rachel now told me," Nowlick her clean Slut." Slave's come was oozing out of the vagina now scantinches from my face. This was revolting, to lick another man's come from mywife was too degrading for words. Slave shoved my face right into it, andrealizing the total futility of resisting, I began to lick her clean. Thesmell of the sweat mixed in with Chris's natural juices and Slaves muskymale odors made my mind reel, but I licked her clean bringing her to anotherorgasm. Finally she said that she's had enough and needed to rest for abit.Mistress Rachel now brought Slave's cock to my lips saying," Go ahead Slut,finish the clean up. Lick Mistress Chris's juices off this magnificentcock." Chris sat up and said," Yes you little sissy cunt, I want to watchyou lick his cock clean, He has earned that much. What a magnificentstallion he is! Now lick him good Slut." I used my tongue to lick themixture of her juices and his come from his dick feeling totally degraded bymy situation. Still half dressed as a girl; wearing a wig and in heels; mynipples painfully throbbing; and my ravished ass oozing the melted KY jelly;I was licking another man's cock! How had things gone this far so fast?When the girls were satisfied that his cock was clean, they decided it wouldbe fun to watch me suck it! Chris put it to my lipstick covered lips andcooed, "Come on Slut, suck on his cock for me. You've already eaten hiscome from my pussy and I want you now to go the final step. My little Slutis going to become a cocksucker!" Mistress Rachel added," Since you areobviously not capable of fucking like a man, you need to learn some otherskills in order to be useful."Chris pushed Slave's cock into my mouth. Even in it's semi-flaccid state,it filled my mouth. Rachel sat on the bed and started caressing Chris,while both of them encouraged my efforts. As I sucked and slurped his cock,it grew to full erection. This seemed impossible as he had come sorecently; this guy was a fucking machine! He grabbed my head and beganthrusting into my mouth, choking me with it's sheer bulk. I was gagging ashis cock hit the back of my throat, but his grip was very firm and I waspowerless to escape his fucking my face. His brutal oral **** continueduntil I felt him come in my mouth. It seemed that pulsing spurts wouldnever stop filling my mouth.Finally he pulled his spent cock out of my mouth and Mistress Rachelordered," Swallow every bit of it Slut, Slave has worked very hard to giveyou that gift and it would be so ungrateful to waste a single drop." Sodespite my revulsion, I swallowed it. "That's a good girl." she praised me.When the tears cleared from my eyes, I could see Chris licking Rachel'spussy. She had never done that before, but was now so turned on that itseemed perfectly natural.As I lay on the floor trying to recover from my oral ravishment, Chrislooked up from her work and commanded," Cocksucker fetch us some moredrinks." I got to my feet and wobbled on the high-heeled shoes to makeanother round of drinks. I really NEEDED a drink to get the taste of comeout of my mouth!Returning to the bedroom I saw both Chris and Slave bringing Rachel toorgasm. They took their drinks without even a word of thanks and satchatting as if I wasn't even there. Mistress Rachel pulled my face to hercrotch and had me lick her pussy while the conversation continued unabated.In my fantasies about being a submissive, sex slave it was never like this.In them I received some sexual satisfaction. Now I was being used foreveryone else's pleasure with no regard for mine.After several more rounds of drinks and a couple of hours of recovery timeMistress Rachel Asked," Mistress Chris don't you think it's about time thatSlut got to come?" Chris pondered the question a moment before answering, "Yes, I guess she has earned that privilege." Mistress had Slave lift me upand lay me on my back on the bed with a pillow under my ass. He picked meup so easily that I was made aware of his great strength. To resist wouldbe futile. He could overpower me with very little effort.Mistress Rachel began fondling my cock and Mistress Chris playing with myvery tender nipples while Slave put his cock to my mouth. The girls told meto suck it to make him hard again. "Go ahead Slut, Do it!" Chris commanded."You're already officially a cocksucker now, so it's only a matter of morepractice." she added. By now I was beyond offering any resistance andtotally submissive. Like a true slut I took his cock in my hand and placedit in my mouth. Once again I slurped, licked and sucked him to fullerection; only this time he didn't start that violent thrusting. Instead hewithdrew from my mouth and moved down between my legs. He raised and spreadmy legs. I was about to get anally ****d!The girls kept working on my cock and nipples. Chris moved to straddle myface, facing Slave. I was forced to lick her pussy while Slave forced hiscock up my ass. The pain of this intrusion would have been much worse ifthe earlier dildo **** hadn't already loosened me up some. Chris got off myface and said," That's it Slut, enjoy being fucked by a real man. You'll begetting a lot of this in the future, so you might well learn to like it."Chris advised adding, "You wanted to be treated like a woman, well this ishow a REAL MAN treats a woman. You'd better enjoy it."Slave was thrusting inside me with increasingly powerful strokes toward hisclimax when due to Mistress Rachel's stroking my cock, I came all over mystomach. " How cute!" Mistress Rachel exclaimed. She scooped up my comewith her hand and forced it into my mouth encouraging," You've gobbledenough of Slaves come, you might as well eat your own." I swallowed my owncome and licked her hand clean despite the violent thrusting which caused mybody to bounce with his tempo.Mistress Rachel at last said, "You may come Slave." In seconds I could feelthe warm spurts filling my ass. He slumped forward and gave me a long, deepFrench kiss. he pulled out of me, leaving me too weary and sore to move.The three of them sat drinking and smoking while I tried to regain mycomposure. When I was able to move I hobbled to the bathroom to clean mypoor leaking ass.By this time it was quite late, and Chris invited her new friends to staythe night. She leaned over and gave Rachel a big hug and kissed her warmly.She lay back in the bed and announced," Mistress Rachel and I will sleephere, Slave and Slut can sleep in the other room." As she turned off thelight she reminded me, "Take off your pretty clothes carefully sweetie, andwear your pink nightie to bed." sarcastically adding, "You do want to lookpretty for Slave don't you?"That night was long and sleepless for me despite it being short by theclock. Slave cuddled up to me and caressed me like I was his woman...Iguess in some ways, I WAS. What a night this had been! I finally driftedoff to sleep.SaturdayI was awaken by Slave putting his cock in my mouth. " Now Baby, suck mycock not to please the Mistresses, but because You want to." he said. Ishook my head no. He squeezed my balls just hard enough to make the pointthat I really had no choice. He straddled my chest and waved his cock mereinches from my face urging, " Beg for it Bitch; You know you want it." Histightened it's grip on my balls and I knew that I was being made an offer Icouldn't refuse.He kept me begging to suck his cock for several minutes before he slid itinto my mouth. This time I only had to suck it until he was erect before heleft to present himself to his Mistresses. What relief I felt when he left!I didn't think I could handle another of those brutal oral ****s thismorning. I went to the bathroom to pee and while there reapplied my makeupbefore presenting myself to the Mistresses.Chris was licking Rachel's pussy while Slave was fucking her from behind.Mistress Rachel looked at me and ordered, "Fix us some breakfast Slut, andleave that nightie on...I like to look at your cute little ass." I left themheavily involved in their three-way action and went to the kitchen.By the time I had finished cooking a beautiful breakfast of bacon, eggs andtoast; they came straggling out and sat at the table. They chatted happilyabout what a güvenilir bahis great time they’d had while I served them their food. Theycompletely ignored me except for patting my fanny whenever it came withintheir reach.Slave pulled me onto his lap, and kissed me full on the mouth. I struggledto get free; this was too humiliating…he was treating me as if I were aREAL woman who belonged to him. They all laughed at my embarrassment andMistress Chris said,” It’s too late to be shy now Slut! He’s already fuckedyou at both ends and filled you with his come. Besides, you stupid sissycunt, I’ve told him that he can use you for his pleasure whenever he wants.You had better cooperate or we will need to really hurt you.”I knew that Mistress possessed both the will and the means to inflict agreat deal of pain. Discretion being the better part of valor, I relaxedand submitted to his caresses. He was sucking my nipples and I was gettingturned on. The girls moved to the couch to watch us perform and werecaressing each other while giving encouraging advice.Slave had me kneel in front of him and beg to suck his cock. MistressRachel urged,” Come on you little cocksucker, you know you want to put on ashow for us.” I begged quite realistically, “Please Slave let me suck yourbeautiful cock. I crave your come. Etc.” Slave pulled down his panties andheld his cock to my mouth. I opened my mouth and took it inside. MistressChris said, “Slut looks so pretty with a cock in her mouth, doesn’t she?”Mistress Rachel replied, “Yes she does. It’s so nice to watch our slavesplaying with each other, as we direct the action.”This morning Slave was much more gentle with me. He stood holding my headin position, but didn’t violently **** my mouth. He was content to let mestroke and suck him to orgasm. Now it seemed more like making love than****. After all, this was mostly a show for our Mistresses. They seemed tobe enjoying our performance and it felt like it was a long time beforeMistress Rachel finally said, “You may climax now Slave.” As on previousoccasions Slave came on cue filling my mouth with his spurts of semen.No sooner had he climaxed when Mistress Rachel ordered me to crawl over tothe couch and open my mouth to show them Slave’s come still held in mymouth. Mistress Chris said, “That’s a good cocksucker Slut! You havelearned a lot in such a short time.” Mistress Rachel told me,” You may nowswallow it Slut.” I swallowed it all without gagging. Maybe they wereright, I could adapt to new tasks!”Slave, it’s your turn now. We want to watch while you suck Slut’s cock.”Mistress Rachel commanded! When I stood up Slave knelt in front of me.”Hold up your nightie Slut, so we can get a better view.” Mistress Christold me. There I stood holding the hem of my nightie with both hands whileSlave sucked me to orgasm. It didn’t take very long as I had been allowedvery little sexual relief during this game. The girls inspected hismouthful of come before having him swallow it. Mistress Chris said,” Slavegive Slut a big kiss.” Slave took me into his arms and we kissed likelovers. The taste of my come in his mouth was mingled with the taste of hisin my mouth. Strange, but somehow now after all the degrading things I’dbeen forced to endure, it didn’t seem so bad.Mistress Rachel ordered Slave to fetch her strap-on dildo, and MistressChris told me to get hers for her. Slave and I looked at each other, butdid as we’d been ordered. The girls strapped on the dildos and greased themup while Slave and I got into the positions demanded. I lay on my back andSlave was on his hands and knees with our mouths locked in a kiss. MistressChris began fucking me with her dildo while Mistress Rachel was fuckingSlave with her’s. Despite the vigorous thrusting the Mistresses were usingin their simultaneous dildo **** of their slaves, we were ordered tomaintain the kiss throughout the ordeal. Our moans were stifled by eachother’s mouth and tongue.By the time the Mistresses were done, it was mid-afternoon. Mistress Racheltold Slave to get dressed and gather up their belongings. It was time toleave. When all was ready they walked to the front door and Rachel gaveChris a big kiss. Jerry and I shook hands and they left.Chris told me to shower and get out of my slut outfit. She said,” You smelllike a whorehouse!” I put all of my slut stuff away and got cleaned up.Chris was sitting at the computer playing games when I came back out. “Well dear, I hope you enjoyed this “game”; I know I did.” She said withoutlooking up from her game. She went on,” When you first suggested theseweird ideas I thought you must be sick, but I’ve never enjoyed sex so muchbefore. You really looked cute sucking his cock, and I’m so proud of howwell you obeyed our orders. Besides, that Rachel is a wonderful lover.”I mumbled something about how I was happy that she had such a good time,failing to mention that I had experienced mostly pain and humiliation. As Iturned to leave the room Chris said,” By the way, Rachel invited us to a bigparty at their house in two weeks. There will be lots of Masters andMistresses there to help in your training. I need to buy a new Mistressoutfit for the event, but you will go already dressed as Slut. I told herthat we would be there.” Stunned by her lack of consultation with me first ,I nodded saying, “Yes dear.” I had created a monster by unleashing herfeminine power.4. ChapterFridayIt had been two weeks since our wild weekend with Rachel and Jerry. Theyand my wife Chris had turned me into a total sex slave, using me for theirsexual pleasure. I was made to dress like a woman and sexually used as awoman. My ass had been dildo ****d by both women as well as Jerry’s actual****. They made me lick pussy for hours, often while filled with semen. Ilost track of how many times I’d been forced to suck Jerry’s cock; sometimesuntil he came in my mouth, other times just to get him hard for the ladiespleasure. One way or another, I’d been coerced into swallowing every dropof semen expended that weekend, even my own.All My life “cocksucker” had been a terrible insult; now I was one! Thegirls were referred to as Mistress Chris and Mistress Rachel the entireweekend. Jerry had been called ‘Slave ‘, while they had given me a slavename of ‘Slut’. They had used me as a slave with no regard for my pleasure,being forced to satisfy their every whim. While serving two Mistresses hadbeen one of my fantasies, things had gone way past my vision of such ascene. Even Slave had used me as his sex toy! I had certainly been made tolive up to the name of Slut!At the end of my degrading ordeal, Mistress Rachel had invited us to a partyat their house in two weeks. Chris had accepted without consulting me,considering that a frivolous act for a Mistress. I had wished she hadconsulted me; I would have declined that invitation. One weekend of totalhumiliation was quite enough! While it been a total turn-on for Chris beinga powerful Mistress served by two slaves, I had experienced only pain anddegradation. I was hoping to never see Rachel and Jerry again. They hadbeen instrumental in my degradation causing me to fear having to repeat whathad been a miserable experience. Besides, I was ashamed to face them afterwhat they’d seen me do.. Chris had been a very reluctant Mistress at first, but had found that sheloved having a slave to use for household chores and as her personal sextoy. Now she looked forward to Date Nights and I had come to dread them.There was no way she would let me weasel out of my rash vow of totalobedience. On Date Night I was her slave, the rest of the time ourrelationship was normal. A weird arrangement, but I was stuck with it!Chris and I hadn’t spoken a word about our wild weekend since it happened.Our lives returned to normal on the surface, but I was having a hard timedealing with my feelings. The bisexual aspects bothered me a lot since Ihad always been straight. Only the fact that I had been forced into actspersonally repugnant to me, made my memories somewhat bearable. Since Chrishad enjoyed herself so much, I knew I’d need to work on adopting a slave’saccepting attitude to survive any future games. There certainly were moreto come in my future.Any faint hopes that Chris had forgotten about the party disappeared whenshe phoned me from work saying, “I’ll be leaving work shortly; You’d betterget ready. Remember we have a party to go to tonight.” The sweetness in hervoice was meant for anyone in her office who might overhear her side of theconversation. Realizing she was unable to speak freely, I asked, “Do youmean for me to get ready as Slut?” She replied sweetly, “Yes Dear, that’swhat I mean; see you soon.” and hung up on me.Damn, I’d really need to hustle to get ready before she came home! Istripped off my regular clothes and got into the shower to begin shaving mybody. Slut was required to be completely hairless from the neck down.Chris had decided that it kept me feeling submissive, and she was right.Anybody seeing my body would immediately know that I was owned by someMistress, as a man would normally be hirsute. Fortunately the shaving wentquickly as I had completely shaved only two weeks before, and I normallywasn’t very hairy to begin with.After washing carefully and toweling myself dry, I rubbed the sweet smellinglotion all over my skin. Chris had told me that a lady should have nicesoft skin, and insisted that Slut use this particular lotion. Normally Idon’t even put on suntan lotion as I despise the oily feel of it, but ordersare orders so I rubbed the lotion into my skin.I painted my toenails with the garish red polish Chris had selected for meand while they dried applied my makeup. The long fake eyelashes were gluedin place and a heavy coat of mascara used to enhance their appearance. Theeyeliner, and blue eye shadow went on much easier these days. At first Icould hardly manage to get it on as I am very sensitive around my eyes, butover the many months of doing this twice a month, I was getting quite goodat it! The eyebrow pencil was used to darken and lengthen my eyebrows.Once the eyes were done I put on a base coat and then some rouge toemphasize my cheekbones. Red lipstick was put on my lips in a heavy coat.Chris had chosen my makeup to stress the sluttiness of my appearance, and itsurely did that. When I was fully made up I looked like some cheap hooker!She’d told me,” Since you are going to be used as my slutty bitch, You mightas well look the part.” While I disliked looking like this, it did help meget into my Slut role and Mistress had ordered it.Using strips of duct tape I formed my chest meat into those petite femininebreasts that Chris loved to play with. They had grown over the years of hersucking on them and pulling on my nipples. I had grown to love her doingthat so much that now I was unable to climax without that added stimulation!I was totally dependent on her for my sexual release. With such completecontrol so easily gained by using my nipples, Chris seldom needed to use theropes or chains anymore.I got out my frilly white nippleless bra and put it on concealing the tape,but leaving my nipples exposed. They were already erect and protrudedsexily through the holes in the fabric. The matching Panties and garterbelt went on next. I opened a new pair of white mesh stockings andcarefully rolled each one up my smooth legs, and hooked them to the garterbelt. After stepping into my black, toeless, 4″ high-heeled shoes, I lookedat myself in the full length mirror. I did have nice legs and a cute ass!Taking my long wig from it’s form, I put it on and brushed it a bit.Smiling I thought,” It wouldn’t be too much longer and I won’t need to wearthis hot wig.” The girls had decided that my hair should be allowed to growlong enough to be styled in a feminine fashion. The very idea of bothMistresses giving me a permanent sent a wave of submissive pleasure over me.My frilly French Maid dress was the next thing I donned. It was very shortand barely covered my buns. Any time I bent over my panties would show. Iput on a dainty pair of earrings and the black velvet choker necklace withthe white bow. The little French maid cap completed my Slut outfit. I hadbeen transformed from a normal man into the sissy sex slave Slut!The final step was to put on the long fake fingernails. I always saved themfor last, since wearing them made the rest of the transformation process toodifficult. My own fingernails were long enough to polish, but Chrisinsisted that I wear these extra long fake ones to increase my helplessness.They made even simple tasks more difficult. Besides she liked the way theylooked on me. Once they were glued on, I painted them to match my toenailsand I was ready. Mistress would be pleased!Just then I heard Chris walk into the house from the garage. Damn, if I’donly had a few more minutes more I could have greeted her at the doorpresenting her a glass of wine. Mistress always loved that demonstration ofservitude so much, and I knew she was displeased when it wasn’t there. Itwasn’t my fault, she should have given me more time. The transformation toSlut took quite a bit of time and she should know that.Chris was carrying some bags which I took from her and set them on thecounter. She smiled at me and said, “You look very pretty Slut, good job.”I helped her off with her coat and hung it up before serving her a glass ofwine. She took it and told me, ” take my bags into the bedroom, but don’tlook in them…I have a surprise for you.” “Yes Mistress.” I replied andstarted to obey when she added,” Stay in there until I get through with mycall to Mistress Rachel.” I muttered another, “Yes Mistress.”, picked up thesacks and carried them to the bedroom. It wasn’t fair to be treated like ac***d, after all the trouble I’d gone through getting ready, but as herslave I wasn’t entitled to fairness.After about a half an hour of conversation, Chris finally came to thebedroom and asked, “Did You douche Slut?” I was puzzled by her question, butreplied,” No Mistress, I never douche.” She looked at me in a condescendingmanner asking,” Oh Slut, do I have to show you everything a girl shouldknow?” She reached into one of her sacks and pulled out an enema bag.Ordering, “Take off your panties dearie; your Mistress will show you thistime.” she went to fill the bag. THIS TIME? That meant that she wasplanning to add another chore to the “get ready” process. I pulled down mypanties and stepped out of them.Chris returned holding the full enema bag and told me,” Bend over and grabyour ankles slave, you do want to be clean for tonight’s party, don’t you?”I muttered,” Yes Mistress.” and complied. She inserted the nozzle in myanus and released the clip flooding my insides with warm soapy water. Ifelt an instant need for relief, but she kept me standing there for at leastfive minutes before allowing me to hobble into the bathroom.The embarrassing noises made as my burden was released, caused Chris tolaugh at my discomfort which only increased my humiliation. The cramps soonsubsided, but it seemed to take forever before there was nothing left toexpel. I washed my bottom and returned to the bedroom to find Mistressalready dressed.Mistress Chris was wearing a black leather halter top which pushed hermagnificent breasts up very alluringly. Her black leather skirt came tomid-thigh. She had high black leather spike- heeled boots that went upbeneath her skirt. I was stunned by her beauty! She looked every bit thedominatrix I wanted to serve. I was so lucky to have such a wonderfulFrom nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Sat Apr 12 11:47:56 1997Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.apfel.de!fu-berlin.de!cs.tu-berlin.de!zrz.TU-Berlin.DE!loch.in-brb.de!bolzen.in-berlin.de!news.all.de!sauveur!nienor.IN-Berlin.DE!nostrumoFrom: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tgSubject: New TG: Date Night: My Descent Into Slavery by 4play (3/7)Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.dDate: 12 Apr 1997 15:47:56 GMTOrganization: The TestsiteLines: 704Message-ID: <5ioarc$70@nienor.in-berlin.de>NNTP-Posting-Host: tinuviel.in-berlin.deXref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:181967 alt.sex.stories.tg:13055Hi.This times we have young couple who have a tradition. Surprisinglythis tradition turns into something which at least one of the coupleto the thought if this tradition was the right idea.As usual I DIDN’T write this story and haven’t any claim on it. Ifyou have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is thenwelcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try toavoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting yourstories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands forstory postings and for nothing else.Enjoy the story.CiaoNostrumo>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<_Date_Night:__My_Descent_Into_Slavery__________________________by_4play_ 3mistress! For years I had wanted her to buy such garments, but she alwaysthought spending money on clothes she couldn't wear to work a foolish waste.After one weekend with Mistress Rachel, she had thrown caution to the windsand bought this wonderful outfit.She motioned for me to kneel in front of her and lifted her skirt. She woreno panties! I kissed her wonderful pussy and Mistress Chris was pleased bythis sign of my submission. " You are such a good slave Slut, I have apresent for you." She said reaching into her bag. She pulled out a lace-upcorset ordering me," Take off your dress and I'll help you into this." Iquickly obeyed and soon was laced very tightly into the corset. Breathingwas difficult and I wondered how I would be able to move while wearing it.Mistress Chris praised," Darling, it does wonders for your figure!" I lookedin the full length mirror and saw that she was right. It did improve myfigure, and if it pleased Mistress I would manage somehow. I put my dressback on.Mistress now handed me a butt plug and a jar of KY jelly saying," Put thisin your cunt Slut; it'll loosen you up for later." I greased up the plug andforced it inside me embarrassed that she was watching this process. Shesmiled pleasantly saying," Isn't it nice of me to be so considerate that Iallow you to prepare yourself and thereby avoid some of the pain associatedwith anal ****?" I replied," Yes Mistress, that's very kind of you." andmeant it. If my ass was going to be ****d, it would help to have itprelubricated and loosened.As I reached for my panties, Mistress commanded, "Leave them off tonight, Iwant to have your cute slave ass totally accessible to me and my friends." Ishuddered to think of countless hands fondling my bare bottom, and worse;but merely dropped the panties on the bed. Mistress motioned for me tofollow her, so of course, I did.We went to the hall closet where Mistress donned her long leather coat andhanded me a short cape to wear. She looked wonderful, I looked veryskimpily clad. Indeed I was! With my bare bottom barely covered, I knewthat every little breeze would immediately be felt. I prayed that wewouldn't have to walk very far from where we parked to get to the party.Bad enough to be dressed like this without freezing or having to meetstrangers on the street.Mistress pointed to the overnight bag on the floor of the closet andordered," Bring that slave. Mistress Rachel told me a Mistress always has afew toys along with her, so I packed a few things." I picked up the bag andfollowed her into the garage. Naturally she was going to drive, so I got inon the passenger side. The seat was cold on my bare bottom, but my shiverswere mostly due to nervous apprehension of what lie ahead. I didn't knowwhat would happen, but was sure that it would not be pleasant for me.Mistress drove expertly the few miles to the party, following MistressRachel's directions like a born navigator. I was very nervous about beingoutside our house for the first time dressed as Slut. What if we got intoan accident, or had a flat tire, or any number of unforseen things whichwould expose my humiliating condition?Mistress fondled my genitals with one hand as she drove asking," You aregoing to be a good slave tonight, aren't you Slut?" I answered, "YesMistress." She continued." I want you to obey without question any order youare given. Don't embarrass me in front of the other Mistresses or Masterswho will be there or you will be very severely punished." This threatsurprised me, as our game didn't include a lot of pain. Some of MistressRachel's ways were clearly rubbing off on her. I pledged," Mistress I willbe very obedient. You will be proud to show off how well trained your slaveis." And I meant it! My Mistress would not look foolish in front of theothers by having an errant slave. I would do my best to make her proud!We arrived at the party location without incident, and found a place to parkonly a few doors down the block. Mistress told me, "Bring the bag slave,it's party time." I grabbed the bag and followed her closely up to thehouse, where Mistress rang the bell. Jerry answered the door and ushered usin. He was dressed in an outfit almost the twin to mine, and obviously inhis Slave role. He curtsied to Mistress saying," Welcome to MistressRachel's domain Mistress Chris." He helped her off with her coat and hung itin the closet as Mistress Rachel appeared. She immediately gave Chris a bighug and kissed her warmly.After a few minutes of caressing and greeting they parted and MistressRachel told Slave," Take Slut's cape and hang it up." He stepped behind meand removed my cape, taking the liberty of reaching one hand under my dressto fondle my bare buns before hanging it up. It was apparent that he stillthought I was his "girlfriend" and open to his full use. I had been hopingthat was a one time thing.Mistress Rachel looked at me critically for a few moments before saying, "It's nice to see you again Slut, Mistress Chris has done a good job ofmaking such a worthless slave look presentable." Mistress Chris indeed; Ihad gotten ready all by myself and it angered me not to get credit for it.I didn't show my anger, but merely said," Yes Mistress Rachel." I noticedMistress Chris smile discretely, and knew she was pleased with my answer.Mistress Rachel took Chris's hand in hers and led her into the living roomwhile Slave and I followed obediently.The living room was one of those large rooms associated with mansions of thelate nineteenth century. Sitting on the couches and fine leather chairswere two Masters and two more Mistresses. Their status was instantlyapparent since they were all dressed in black leather outfits andcomfortably seated. Their slaves either knelt at their feet or stoodrespectfully behind them. The slaves wore mostly frilly, skimpy outfitsexcept for one girl who was naked wearing only painful looking nippleclamps. Her pussy was shaved adding to her naked, helpless appearance; andher petite body had several welts as evidence of her Master's displeasure.Mistress Rachel started the introductions saying," Let me present MistressChris to you Masters and my fellow Mistresses, she has only one incompletelytrained slave, but she has great potential and is a fantastic partner inbed!" Mistress Chris announced," This is Slut, it is a pretty good slave andI hereby give my permission for you to use it for any purpose you mightdesire." I cringed inwardly since I had trusted Mistress to protect me fromthe others possible excessive mistreatment and she had so nonchalantly givenme over to them. As previously instructed by slave, I smiled sweetly andgave a little curtsy to the Dominant ones.Master Jack arose, kissed Chris's hand gallantly and said," Pleased to meetyou Chris, I'm sure we'll get to be very good friends." He was a big man andwith his imposing presence augmented by his leather outfit seemed topersonify the title Master. He gave a quick wave to the naked girl and shemoved to kneel before Chris kissing her feet. Master Jack told Chris," Thisis slave M, and she is of course at your service. You may beat her, ororder her to do anything you choose." Chris said," Thank you Jack, that'svery nice of you." and kissed him warmly on the mouth.Sir William was next to greet Chris. He was no bigger than I, but exudedthat quiet confidence of someone who knew that any commands he gave would beobeyed. Standing in my Slut outfit, I envied this man who took what ever hewanted from any slave. He presented his slave "Cunt" to Chris. "This isslave Cunt, Chris and I offer her for your use any way you see fit." he saidand followed that with," She is quite well trained and has served me well;I'm sure that you will be pleased with her performance." Slave Cunt was alarger woman, a bit on the heavy side. She wore a very short skirt, thatdidn't even cover her shaved pussy, and a push-up bra that left her piercednipples exposed. She also knelt and kissed Chris's feet to demonstrate hersubmission to a Mistress. Chris thanked Sir William and kissed him as asign of solidarity amongst Dominants.Mistress Goddess now came up to embrace and kiss Chris as a warm welcome totheir group. She said," Rachel has raved about how wonderful you are, we'llhave to get together a little later." She then presented her slave Twink.He was a middle-aged man, with a bit of a paunch, dressed as a harem slavewearing baggy red silk pants, a matching vest with no shirt underneath, andpurple slippers that curled up at the toes. Like all of us slaves; helooked ridiculous. It must have been some understanding among the Dominantsthat a slave be dressed in such a degrading fashion to keep themsubservient. Along with the slave name it seemed to be very effective; Iknow how submissive I felt in my role as Slut! As Twink knelt to kissChris's feet, his vest opened and I noticed that his nipples were alsopierced with rings in them.The final Mistress to welcome Chris was Mistress Zelda, a very tall, largeframed, well built woman. She must be a weight lifter, I decided by lookingat her muscles. I knew that I would have been no match for her in astruggle, she could have easily overpowered me. She had a cruel look abouther, and the whip she carried coiled over her shoulder made me fear her allthe more. If this powerful woman ever unleashed her fury the consequenceswould be severe indeed! I vowed not to displease her.Zelda hugged Chris and presented her slave Becky for Chris's use. Becky wasa short young man, made to look like a girl. He wore a ballerina's tutuwith no panties. Like me, his body was totally shaved; a status that seemedto be the norm for slaves. when he knelt to kiss Chris's feet, I wasstartled to see tattooed on his bare bottom; "Zelda's Slave." ! Thesepeople weren't playing a game, they were very serious about their lifestyle!I had gotten myself into a situation where my fantasies seemed very tame bycomparison to what was likely to occur. Every instinct cried out for me torun, but I realized the folly of that course of action. They could haveeasily caught me and administered severe punishment. Besides, where would Igo dressed like this? With no money or car keys in a bad neighborhood; Iwas probably better off staying here and hoping for the best.With the introductions complete, Mistress Rachel announced that supper wasnearly ready and that the Dominants, could go into the dining room to beserved. She said Slave and slave M have been working all day to prepare afeast worthy of them. She asked," Jack and Zelda would you mind taking Slutto the Playroom so she will be ready for her initiation ceremony?" Theyreplied in unison," We'd be glad to Rachel, we'll be right back up to eat."Master Jack and Mistress Zelda moved to either side of me and escorted medown the basement to the Playroom. I should have known, the Playroom was afully equipped dungeon! Mistress Zelda told me, "Take off your pretty dressSlut and hang it up over there on one of those hooks." With both of thoselarge menacing Doms glaring at me I didn't hesitate to obey. When I hadhung my dress up I quickly returned to their sides. They took me by thehands and led me to a table with bright lights overhead, where I was made tolie down on my back. They efficiently strapped my hands with leather strapsaffixed to the base of the table. Several leather straps secured my body tothe table. My feet were placed in stirrups like those in a doctors officeand strapped in place. A leather hood was pulled over my head and strappedfirmly in place. Master Jack said, "Make yourself comfortable Slut, yourinitiation will begin after we have eaten. This hood will keep the brightlights from bothering your eyes." Mistress Zelda whispered huskily in myear," I'll be back to see you later Slut; this is going to be a night youwill never forget." With these remarks they left me in helpless bondage andwent off to enjoy their meal.I had thought myself ready for anything after the weekend with Rachel andJerry, but now seriously worried what kind of things my initiation wouldinvolve that would require such strict bondage. I could faintly hear theircheerful voices coming from their feast, they seemed to be having a goodtime up there. My fears magnified during the two hours or so that I layhelplessly awaiting my fate, until I was in a near panic by the time I heardsomeone enter the room.Wordlessly someone straddled my face and forced me to lick her pussy. Ithad to be Mistress Goddess, I reasoned; there was pubic hair, so it couldn'tbe either of the slave girls. I already knew the taste of Mistress Chrisand Mistress Rachel, and it was neither of them. The person wasn't largeenough to be Mistress Zelda; leaving Mistress Goddess to be the owner of thepussy I was slurping. My freedom might be gone, but I could still think!While I was so engaged, I felt some hands remove my butt plug which I wasthankful for; until it was replaced with a real cock. Suddenly I realizedmy initiation would be to service every one of the Doms. Well I would showthem that I could handle that! After the way I had been used two weeksbefore, I knew I could. The thrusting strokes of the cock in my ass werematched by the hip thrusts of Mistress Goddess riding my face, so I adjustedmy tongue's tempo accordingly. The two Dominants reached orgasmsimultaneously; a clear demonstration that they had practiced this routineon other occasions.The pussy lifted from my face and was shortly replaced with a slimy cock putto my lips for cleaning. I dutifully licked it clean, thankful now for theenema that had cleaned me out. At least there was no shit on it this time!Mistress had been right to administer it!Even before I had finished cleaning one cock, I felt the intrusion ofanother entering my ass. Strapped immobile as I was, I could do nothing toavoid being ravished again. Another pussy was soon astride my face,Mistress Rachel. I recognized the taste of her pussy when it was filledwith Slave's semen, as it was now. She must have been serviced by himalready. Once more my mouth and ass were both engaged to make me anunwilling middleman in a perverse three way encounter.The rampaging cock now r****g my ass was significantly larger than theprevious one, so I assumed it belonged to Master Jack. Despite the largersize it moved inside my well lubricated ass fairly easily. Although thisdual ravishment, following so soon after the other, was stretching myendurance to the limit; I kept thinking that this was four down and only twoleft to go. One to go really, since I figured that Mistress Chris would begentle with me. At last they were finished with their tandem ride and afterthe usual cleanup they left. I lay there still secured to the table, ahorrible taste in my mouth, my ass sore and oozing slime, exhausted buthappy that my initiation was nearly completed.My sense of time had deserted me, but it seemed like a long time until Iagain heard a sound. In my weariness, I had nearly drifted off to sleepwhen I heard Mistress Zelda's Husky voice saying, "Well Slut, you sure are amess!" Someone removed My blindfold and I blinked under the bright lights.I had been hooded for some hours by now and it took me a while to get usedto the light once more. When my eyes adjusted, I saw Mistress Zelda wasaccompanied by slaves M, Cunt, and Twink. "Clean this bitch up, she's notfit for my use in this condition." Mistress Zelda ordered. The slavesscurried to do her bidding and were soon washing my sweaty body and comeoozing ass with nice warm water. It felt wonderfully soothing to be sopampered as they softly wiped me dry with luxurious towels. I said," Thankyou Mistress Zelda." ; thinking that perhaps I had misjudged her.She snorted scornfully," I'm not doing this for you, I don't give a shit foryour feelings slave! I just refuse to work with a filthy slave." When shetook the whip from her shoulder, I trembled in fear, but relaxed a bit asshe handed it to Cunt. "M sit on Slut's mouth to keep her quiet." MistressZelda ordered. Without the hood now I could watch as the smooth hairlesspussy was lowered onto my face. It was a very attractive sight, whichseemed remarkable considering I had been forced to pleasure two pussiesalready this evening."Twink suck that pitiful clit of Slut's." was Mistress's next command. Mycock was quickly sucked into Twink's nice warm mouth. Was I to get somepleasure and relief at last? "Cunt strap on the black dildo and fuck Slut."Mistress ordered, and soon I felt my weary ass being filled to bursting oncemore. At least this time I hoped to have an orgasm myself! This prospectovercame my disgust at having to service other slaves.While I was fully involved with three slaves working on me, Mistress Zeldapulled one of my nipples very hard with what felt like a pair of pliers. Myshock at this was almost immediately replaced with searing pain as a largeneedle was shoved through my nipple! My scream was muffled by M's Pussycovering my face. In horror, I realized that my nipples were being pierced!Of course, all the slaves had their nipples pierced! Why had I thought Iwould be treated differently?The dildo thrusting continued unchanging in tempo as if nothing hadhappened. The sucking on my cock and the grinding of the pussy on my facealso went on unabated. The large needle passed completely through thenipple and was quickly followed by a ring being installed in the resultinghole. My other nipple was even worse, since I knew it was coming. Just atthe moment the needle was shoved through my second nipple, I came in Twink'smouth! The relief of orgasm somewhat abated the intense pain form myviolated nipple. My second nipple ring was now in place. All activity nowceased. They had not been after sexual pleasure, it had all been to divertmy attention while Mistress Zelda accomplished her fiendish designs.Slave M lifted off my face allowing me to look at my new jewelry. One goldring was now permanently installed in each nipple. My poor nipples throbbedfrom their painful desecration. The rings looked strangely pretty on mychest, but I could imagine the new levels of control Chris would be able toachieve using them. Twink came to my face and kissed me transferring hismouthful of come to me. I swallowed it easily; my own come being now veryfamiliar. Mistress Zelda laughed at the tears running down my cheekssaying," Poor baby, the pain from that is nothing compared to what I couldinflict with my whip, or by branding." Turning to the other slaves sheordered," Release the bitch, get her cleaned up and bring her upstairs." ,and abruptly left the room.The straps were released and they helped me to stand. While Cunt washed me,Twink freshened my makeup and M wiped my bleeding nipples gently withalcohol. M instructed me in the precautions needed to prevent infection andfacilitate the healing of my wounded nipples. They all seemed to begenuinely concerned for my welfare; having been through a very similarordeal themselves at one time or another. I would have been content to stayhere with them, but as soon as they had me presentable we all went upstairs.The rings jiggled with each step I took; making me acutely aware of mythrobbing nipples. I wondered if it would always be this way from now on.Walking back into the living room I felt very self-conscious with my nakedbottom no longer even covered with my maid dress. My shaved cock felt evenmore exposed than usual and my nipple rings dangled outside my bra.Mistress Rachel called me over to where she was chatting with Sir Williamand Mistress Goddess. Slave Becky was on her knees sucking on Sir William'scock. She said," Your new jewelry looks very pretty Slut." , and kissedeach of my nipples. I murmured, " Thank you Mistress." bowing insubmission.Mistress Goddess caressed my bare bottom and gave my cock a few strokesbringing it to erection. " Look at how cute her little thing stands up; Ithink Slut wants to come again." she said. " Do you want to come Slut?" ,she asked sweetly. With the stroking arousing me even in my batteredcondition, I answered, " Yes Mistress Goddess." She released my cock andordered, " Go ahead then, jack yourself off for us." In complete humiliationI began stroking myself. As my orgasm approached she told M to kneel infront of me and take my load in her mouth. With no outward sign of surpriseM knelt and opened her mouth. I shot my come into her mouth, nearlycollapsing from a combination of exhaustion and sexual relief. " That's agood girl Slut, now kiss M to thank her." Mistress demanded. I kissed M onthe mouth tasting my unswallowed come still there.Sir William nodded his approval of my obedience, then said, " Slut, you'dbetter see if Mistress Chris desires your services. You'll find her in thelarge bedroom at the end of the hall." I replied, " Yes, Sir William." andwent down the hall. I hadn't seen Chris since our arrival and badly neededher company after all I had endured for her!The bedroom door was open and as I entered, I saw Chris on the bed with theothers. She was on her back being fucked by Master Jack while MistressZelda was kissing her and caressing her breasts. Slave stood by the bed,holding their clothes. Mistress Zelda was wearing a strap-on dildo. Istood quietly watching Chris having orgasm after orgasm until Jack finallycame. How had it come to this? I was pitifully watching somebody else fuckmy wife while I merely stood there waiting to display my new nipple rings.When they had recovered from the throes of orgasm, Jack motioned to Slave toclean his cock. Chris looked up to see me standing there and waved me overto her. " Oh Slut, they look so nice on you and they truly mark you as myslave." She hooked a finger in each ring and gave a slight tug causing me tolurch forward to avoid the pain. " These will be very useful as well asdecorative." she remarked. She could envision the added power so easilygained by the mere manipulation of these rings. She smiled and kissed melightly on the cheek as she would a c***d.Mistress Zelda asked, " Chris may I borrow Slut for a bit?" Chris had spreadher legs for Slave to clean her bottom and casually answered," Of courseZelda, just bring it back to me when you're finished." How could she be socallous about turning me over to this Amazon after all I had been through?I felt betrayed, but when Mistress Zelda grabbed me by the balls I followedher into another bedroom.Upon entering the room Mistress Zelda ordered me to kneel on the bed with myass in the air and said," Slut you've been a good slave tonight, so I'm notgoing to punish you." I felt a surge of relief; her whip still terrified me.Then she added," But, I am going to give you three strokes on each cheekwith my whip just to leave my mark on you." She swung the whip and it landedwith a loud crack on my ass. The pain brought tears to my eyes, but Ididn't dare move. Two more strokes quickly landed on my left cheek and werefollowed by three more on my right cheek. I was sobbing openly now withtears streaming down my cheeks. Mistress Zelda had me look at my ass in themirror; the welts formed a perfect Z on each cheek! The woman was betterthan Zorro!Mistress Zelda removed her top and nestled my head to her bosom consoling mewith, " If I were punishing you, it would have been fifty strokes. I wantedyou to wear my mark for a few days and you are willing to endure a littlepain for me, aren't you Slut?" I sobbed out, " Yes Mistress." as she gentlylaid me on the bed. For a woman so big and strong she was surprisinglygentle as she had me suckle her nipples. I felt almost like a c***dnursing, with her strong arms holding me close. When she guided my face toher crotch, it was done almost lovingly and I willingly licked her pussy.It was the first time tonight that it didn't feel as if I was forced toperform this task. Even when she put the strap-on dildo back on and fuckedmy ass, it was more like lovemaking than ****. I felt loved and in returnedknew that I would gladly serve this Mistress, even though it took myreceiving pain to excite her. When she was satisfied, we fell asleep withme wrapped in her arms, feeling protected and secure.SaturdayI was awakened to find full daylight when Mistress Zelda got out of bed.Slave Becky was helping her dress and I lay quietly watching her prepare toresume her stern Mistress role. When she was fully dressed with her makeupapplied she turned to me and snapped," Get your lazy ass out of bed Slut,get dressed and report back to Mistress Chris!" I hastened to obey, bothfrom fear of punishment and a genuine desire to see my own Mistress. As Imoved both the welts on my ass and the pain in my nipples reminded me of allthat had transpired last night. I put my high-heeled shoes back on and wentdown to the Playroom to retrieve my dress.Even empty this dungeon was a sinister place. All of the instruments ofpain were neatly arrayed, either hanging from pegs or laying on shelves.The shackles, chains and straps hung empty now, but ominously available foruse. I quickly found my dress, put it on gingerly trying to avoid snaggingmy nipple rings; and hurried from this place of pain.Walking up the stairs, I met M on her way down. She took my hand and said,"Come with me honey, you look a mess." Leading me to a bathroom, she redid mymakeup, brushed my wig, and sprayed squirts of perfume on me. She warned meof the folly of appearing before the Doms in disarray. " They feel insultedif you look unkempt and they WILL punish you." When she felt I looked ready,she kissed me and led the way to Mistress Chris. Following her I noticed aZ on each of her ass cheeks also. Mistress Zelda had used her too.The Masters and Mistresses were in the dining room finishing theirbreakfasts. Slave and Cunt wearing only lacy aprons were serving them aswaiters. Twink and Becky were on all fours eating from dog dishes withoutusing their hands. They also sported fresh Z's on their behinds. Quite acontrast, emphasizing the gap between Master and slave. The Masters andMistresses ate in luxury while the slaves endured humiliation.When I went to Mistress Chris to report in, she gave me a pat on my ass,causing me to wince in pain. She noticed this reaction and had me lift mydress. Seeing the welts she broke out laughing and said," Zelda baby, Youare a trip! You got them all!" All of the Doms laughed at this exceptZelda, who modestly nodded her head accepting this praise. Their glee wasnot shared by the slaves who's pain had paid for this enjoyment.Mistress announced, " Well thank you Rachel for a wonderful party. Ienjoyed meeting your friends and had a WONDERFUL time!" She was grinningfrom ear to ear. She really had enjoyed herself. "Fetch my coat Slut, wehave to go now." She commanded. Mistress Rachel asked her, "Do you have toleave so soon? Slut hasn't eaten yet and Slave can easily fix her up a bowlin a minute." I was impressed that Mistress Rachel had even bothered toremember that I hadn't eaten. Mistress Chris replied, " No thanks Rachel,Slut still has a lot of work to do when I get her home; besides I didn't geta bit of sleep last night. I need a nap." Eager to leave this place oftorment, I rapidly retrieved our wraps.Returning with Mistress Chris's coat, wearing my cape I watched Mistressembrace and caresses each of the other Doms goodbye. It was obvious thatshe had been intimate with each of them at some time last night. She wasreally getting into the bi stuff it seemed. She always had loved men. Iwas forced to go to each Dom and demonstrate my submission by kissing theirfeet. A small matter I thought, since I had already kissed much worseplaces on each of them.Once our good-byes were completed, we left and went to our car. It seemedthat a lifetime had passed since we had been in the car instead of onlyeighteen hours. In the familiar environment of our car, the previousexperience became more like a bad dream than reality. I wished it had allbeen merely a nightmare, but my sore ass and new nipple rings would notallow me the mercy of such pretense. The welts would fade in a few days orweeks, but those rings were now a permanent reminder of my slave status.Mistress Chris drove home babbling like a happy c***d about all the funshe'd had with each of the Doms and describing in detail what she'd donewith each of them. I rode silently, listening with dismay as she boasted ofthe humiliations she'd heaped on the other slaves. Under the guidance ofthe Masters and Mistresses she had gone far beyond anything she would havethought of on her own. All the worse for me, she had loved it! Theexcitement in her voice as she related her exploits, left little doubt in mymind that she was ready to push even further. There was no turning backnow!Home never looked so good to me as we walked into our house, I was anxiousto return to our normal relationship. Chris hugged and kissed me and toldme," I'm so proud of you Slut. You behaved like a perfect slave lastnight!" She fondled my bare privates saying," I love you so much, and knowthat you must love me very much to endure all you have, just to please me."Just as my cock got fully hard, she whirled around and headed for thebedroom. Thinking I was going to be allowed to fuck her at last I startedto follow her. She turned back to me and said," Not now slave, get out ofthat outfit and get cleaned up. Don't forget to tend to your nipple ringrotation and cleaning." With that she went to take a nap, leaving mestanding there with an unsatisfied erection added to my other discomforts.Later, as I soaked in a warm bath tending to my aching body, I realized thatmy life had been forever changed. Even if we continued having Date Nightonly twice a month, which now seemed dubious, I would be reminded constantlyby my rings of how easily Chris could turn me over to anybody else's abuse.She had always loved me, but now I felt she loved Slut even more. It was aproblem with no ready solution. I knew that I couldn't live without her,but was afraid of what life with her would become. While idly toying withmy rings, I decided to continue on. At least for a while....5. ChapterFridayIn the two weeks that had elapsed since the Mistress Rachel's wild party, mywife Chris had not mentioned a word about the events which had transpiredthere. While she had obviously had a very exciting time, I had spent muchof the party bound and hooded in what was called the Playroom, but wasreally a dungeon. My mouth and ass had been freely utilized by anybody andeverybody who cared to take advantage of my helpless condition. All of theDom's at the party had. Even several of the other slaves, following theirMaster's or Mistress's directions had used me.Mistress Zelda had left her mark, a Z formed on each cheek of my ass bywelts from her whip, on me. The most drastic thing was having my nipplespierced! The pain had been intense, but fortunately short lived. My nipplerings were permanently in place, and I was constantly aware of theirpresence. The pain was gone, but I felt them every time I moved and mynipples were kept constantly erect.The welts on my ass were fading and I could now sit without wincing in pain.My nipples were not completely healed, but with the care I was giving them,they soon would be. Curiously enough, Chris had ignored my rings; acting asif they didn't exist. That was a big relief to me, since I would have diedif she had been using them as a dominance tool during the healing process.That practice would begin soon enough I assumed, a prospect which bothfrightened and excited me.My thoughts had become very confused lately and I found it difficult todecide upon a course of action regarding our marriage. The submissivefantasies I wanted to act out, which resulted in my pledge of Date Nightslavery, now seemed very tame indeed. Once Chris had discovered theexhilaration of having unlimited power, she could not seem to get enough ofit. She had constantly pushed me far beyond any limits I would haveestablished beforehand; had I even thought to set restrictions on her power.With the benefit of 20/20 hindsight, I certainly should have!One part of me resented the degrading things I'd been forced to do and wear.Being a sissy sex slave was one thing as a harmless fantasy; but quiteanother to endure on what had become a regular basis. The pain which hadseemed so sensuous in my mind; really hurt in actual practice. Bisexualexperiences which had never been a part of even my wildest flights ofimagination, were now quite routine. More than anything else, being usedsexually by other men had sapped me of my last vestige of manhood.I suppose most men would have revolted, and refused to continue in such astate; but another part of me felt enormously proud of being a good slave tomy beautiful Mistress. I had never seen her as happy as she was in her roleas Mistress Chris. Her pleasure was worth a lot to me, and made theunbelievably perverse things required of me to evoke such joy seemworthwhile. The scariest part was that I was starting to get turned on bysubmissively obeying her commands. Somehow it seemed, the more debasing herdemands became; the more excitement I felt carrying them out. Obedienceseemed more crucial than sexual satisfaction, a situation which maderebellion a possibility that grew fainter as each day passed.Chris and I had always been quite open with each other, freely discussingeverything; but we never talked about the Date Night experiences. She musthave felt that as Mistress Chris she was entitled to unquestioningobedience, and no explanation was needed. I was reluctant to bring up thehumiliating things I'd been forced into; feeling that Date Night was betterkept separate from the rest of our life. Strange as it might seem, thisunspoken understanding had enabled us to maintain a normal, lovingrelationship except for our bi-monthly wild excursions into kink.Even with all of my inner turmoil, I was very agitated today as tonight wasDate Night again. My curiosity about what Chris had planned was mixed witha sense of dread. Ever since she had brought other people into our privategame, she had increasingly grown more perverse in her scenarios. Oncedressing me as Slut had been a very occasional thing; now it was requiredevery Date Night. Watching Masters and other Mistresses in action hadseemed to validate her treatment of me, as well as providing her with a hostof new ideas. I was hoping we would spend this weekend alone; since whenChris and I played together things didn't get so extreme.Chris phoned during her lunch hour and told me to " Get Ready", which washer way of telling me to be dressed as Slut before she came home. Thatsimple phrase activated the entire transformation process; turning me froman average guy into her sissy sex slave. This involved full body shaving;applying body lotion and facial makeup; painting toenails and long fakefingernails to match; and administering an enema to myself; all beforegetting into my feminine apparel. The enema had been added to the routinelast Date Night, and while I had thought it an unnecessary humiliation atthe time, it had proved to be a wise precaution. With my ass being sofreely used by so many people it made sense to have it clean at the start.The first parts of the transformation were completed rather quickly, as Ihad been getting lots of practice lately. The enema was more difficultsince I had never given myself one before. It even felt degrading withoutChris watching, but that feeling was rapidly replaced by an overwhelmingneed to use the toilet. The surge of relief as my watery burden was ejectedalmost made it seem worthwhile to "douche". When my insides were empty, Icleaned myself up and hurried to don my feminine garments. The worst partwas over.My new pink push-up bra forced my breasts up into real cleavage withoutcovering the tops, thereby leaving my nipple rings hang freely. It alsohooked in the front, making it easy to put on. Mistress Chris hadthoughtfully purchased it for me after my piercing. I loved that iteliminated the need for duct tape, but strongly suspected that she hadbought it because it left my nipple rings totally accessible. The matchinglacy panties and garter belt went on next and then my pink mesh hose. I gotmy red shoes with the 3" heels and stepped into them before going to whereChris had hung my new outfit.The white silky blouse was very sheer, nearly transparent and I knew thatMistress would insist on wearing a slip under it when she noticed that mynipples and rings were very visible through the fabric. The pink skirt camehalf way to the knee, short but a vast improvement compared to my maidoutfit. Both skirt and blouse were a perfect fit. Mistress Chris had agood eye for sizes!I put on my wig and as I brushed it into shape; I stared at the sluttylooking girl in the mirror. It was hard to realize that this was the sameface that had worn a beard for years. Sometimes I missed my beard verymuch, but knew that under the current circumstances there was no chanceMistress would allow me to grow it back again. For me to even ask for suchpermission would be taken as a sign of disrespect, and therefore out of thequestion.Putting such thoughts aside I sprayed on some cheap perfume and put on thelong false fingernails. I was Ready! This time early enough so I couldgreet Mistress at the door with a glass of wine. She would be so pleased bythat I knew. I poured the wine ahead of time and placed it in therefrigerator, knowing that from the Den window I could see her carapproaching from several blocks away and have ample time to meet her at thedoor. Being a good slave took some planning ahead and attention to details.Standing by the Den window, so as not to wrinkle my new outfit, I watchedfor an hour and a half before I sighted her car coming down the street.Hurrying to the refrigerator, I retrieved the previously poured wine andwent to stand by the door from the garage. A few moments later Chris walkedin, took the proffered wine glass and said," Thank you Slut, Mistressappreciates that." I replied," It's my pleasure to serve you Mistress." Ihelped her out of her coat and hung it in the closet. When I returned sheremarked," You look very pretty Slut. I love the way your nipple rings showthrough your blouse; very sexy." I had been so sure that she would make meput on a slip to hide them that I was shocked that it had been her plan forthem to be visible."Draw your Mistress a nice warm bubble bath." She ordered as she sat down touse the phone. "Yes Mistress." I answered as I left to obey. When the bathwas ready I returned to notify her and found her on the portable phone. Shedidn't tell me who she was talking to, but merely arose and went to thebathroom and closed the door. As she passed me, she ordered me to startsupper. I noticed immediately that she didn't even tell me what to fix.Usually when she had me cook for her, she specified what the menu would be.In the kitchen, I looked at what was available for cooking on short noticeand decided on fried shrimp. Plugging in the deep fryer to let it warm up,I prepared her a nice salad and a fresh roll while I waited. I also fixedmyself a salad knowing that she would be pleased by that. When the greasewas hot, I placed the breaded shrimp into the deep fryer and set the table.When all was ready, I rapped softly on the bathroom door and announced,"Mistress your supper awaits." She emerged wearing her elegant robe, handedme the phone and her wine glass; and went to eat. I replaced the phone onit's cradle, refilled her glass and went to join her.When I set her glass down she said," You'd better eat in the kitchen Slut;we're going to be around other Dom's tonight and you'd better get into theslave role early." She noticed my dejected look and added," You wouldn'twant to mess up and have Mistress Zelda punish you, would you?" I quicklyanswered," No Mistress." Just the thought of Mistress Zelda wielding herwhip on me was enough to make me shudder in fear! I took my salad into thekitchen to eat, while Mistress dined in private. While I missed being inher company, She was right; I did need to adopt the proper slave attitudebefore unwittingly earning punishment.Mistress leisurely finished her meal and then went to the bedroom to getdressed, patting my buns as she passed me. I understood that I was now freeto clean up the kitchen, clear the table and load the dishwasher. By thetime the cleanup was completed I had only a short wait before Mistress Chrisappeared wearing her fabulous black leather outfit. Her long leather bootswent clear up under her leather skirt and had those wonderful spike heels.The leather top pushed her breasts up into a most desirable cleavage. Shelooked every bit the beautiful Dominatrix who fully deserved the slave'sservice I happily provided!She lifted her skirt, exposing her bare bottom. She wasn't any underwearthis Date Night either! I fell to my knees and kissed her magnificentpussy. She lightly caressed my head as I performed this act of submissionsaying," You're such a good slave." I felt proud to serve this wonderfulMistress. She had me fetch her black leather coat and my cape. She toldFrom nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Sat Apr 12 11:48:10 1997Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.apfel.de!fu-berlin.de!cs.tu-berlin.de!zrz.TU-Berlin.DE!loch.in-brb.de!bolzen.in-berlin.de!news.all.de!sauveur!nienor.IN-Berlin.DE!nostrumoFrom: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tgSubject: New TG: Date Night: My Descent Into Slavery by 4play (4/7)Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.dDate: 12 Apr 1997 15:48:10 GMTOrganization: The TestsiteLines: 698Message-ID: <5ioarq$74@nienor.in-berlin.de>NNTP-Posting-Host: tinuviel.in-berlin.deXref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:181969 alt.sex.stories.tg:13057Hi.This times we have young couple who have a tradition. Surprisinglythis tradition turns into something which at least one of the coupleto the thought if this tradition was the right idea.As usual I DIDN’T write this story and haven’t any claim on it. Ifyou have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is thenwelcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try toavoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting yourstories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands forstory postings and for nothing else.Enjoy the story.CiaoNostrumo>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<4___Date_Night:__My_Descent_Into_Slavery__________________________by_4play_me," Mistress Rachel should be here any minute now. She's picking us uptonight." I thought it very kind of her to share that information with me.Just at that time Mistress Rachel's Car pulled into our driveway. Slavestepped out dressed in his maid outfit and opened the front door on thepassenger side for Mistress Chris to enter. I got into the back seat with aman sitting there already; slave got in the back seat on the driver's seat.Mistress Rachel told Chris," This is Steve, I met him on the Computerbulletin board and he wants to become one of my slaves. He's coming alongtonight to see if he is worthy to enter my stable." Chris turned to studyhim a bit and said, "Rachel you never fail to amaze me. I don't know if hehas what it takes to be a good slave, but it will be fun to find outanyway." They both laughed and Mistress Rachel drove off.Slave and I looked at our new companion trying to size him up. We knew thatwe were not to speak without permission, so I silently wondered if this poorfool knew what he was letting himself in for. Every humane instinct in mysoul wanted to cry out, " Run for it while you can Steve!" Instead, we justsat in passive silence as we drove through the suburban streets toward ourunknown destination.Mistress Rachel pulled into the driveway of a ranch house typical for thesuburban area. Slave and I quickly got out of the car and opened the doorsfor our Mistresses. Steve just sat waiting for someone to tell him what todo. Mistress Rachel said," Come Steve." and walked up to the front door ofthe house. Steve followed her and Mistress Chris, while Slave and I broughtthe Mistresses toy bags and another suitcase from the trunk along with us.Slave M was at the door, again totally naked, and welcomed us to MasterJack's home. I didn't like this idea at all; Master Jack seemed the mostmenacing of all the Dom's I'd met so far. In his own domain he wouldn'tfeel the constraints of being a guest and could let his imagination runwild. M showed us where to hang our Mistresses coats and store our baggage,then escorted us into the Living Room. Master Jack and Mistresses Racheland Chris were looking Steve over carefully as we entered the room. We wentto each of them and kissed their feet as a sign of our submissiveness; anact that seemed to bewilder Steve. He still had a lot to learn!Master Jack said," It's difficult to picture this as a slave with thoseclothes on." Mistress Rachel agreed with that assessment and ordered," Slutand M take this apprentice slave into the other room and get him suitablefor presentation. You'll find everything you'll need in my suitcase." Mtook Steve's hand and led him away while I retrieved the suitcase andfollowed them. I heard Master Jack give Slave the drink orders as I closedthe door behind me.M and I had Steve remove all his clothes and stand in the bathroom adjoiningthe bedroom we were in. M told him," Stand very still with your arms in theair, we need to shave your body." With our combined experience in bodyshaving M and I soon had him hairless below the neck. He shuddered as Mheld his cock while I shaved his balls. His cock became erect in her hand;a natural enough reaction with M's naked body so close by. He wanted tofuck her all right; but didn't yet realize that if anybody got fucked, itwould be him. He lost his erection as he was made to bend over and spreadhis cheeks so M could shave around his asshole. Humiliation won out overlust again!As we put black lacy panties on him I explained," Mistress insists that herslaves be dressed as girls. Don't worry you'll soon get used to it." M tookstrips of duct tape and formed some feminine breasts from his chest flesh,before putting the matching bra on him. Steve couldn't help staring at M'snipple rings, they seemed to fascinate him all the more since he had seenmine through my blouse. I knew he was thinking that he might soon bewearing the same sort of jewelry, a scary prospect indeed for a guy who hadprobably never seen pierced nipples before.While M applied his makeup she warned him to observe carefully the stepsinvolved cautioning him," Mistress will expect you to do this by yourself.She wants to save her precious time for more important matters." Stevemerely nodded silently, probably too stunned by the transformation he wasseeing to speak. I glued on some fake fingernails, then painted them andhis toenails with red polish as his facial treatment progressed.M placed the fiery red wig on his head saying," You look quite prettyStephanie." He had never seen himself like this before and couldn't helpstaring at the feminine face in the mirror. M placed a choker necklacearound his neck, adding some clip-on earrings to match. Now he was readyfor the rest of his female attire.We showed him how to put his hose on without snagging them by rolling themcarefully up each leg, and how to secure them to the garter belt. His dresshad a flowery print that looked too spring-like for this time of year, witha flared bottom that came to mid-thigh on him. His legs were not as good asmine I noticed, but he did look passable so Mistress Rachel would pleased.With a few final instructions regarding the proper behavior in front of theDom's we led Stephanie back to be presented to Mistress Rachel.When we entered the Living Room I saw that the rest of the group from theprevious party had arrived. Mistress Zelda was standing by the fireplacewith her slave Becky kneeling at her feet. Her whip was coiled menacinglyover her shoulder. Mistress Goddess was seated on the couch necking withMaster Jack; while slave Twink was on all fours serving as their coffeetable with their drinks and a bowl of chips on his back. Sir William washaving a casual conversation with Mistress Chris while slave Cunt waslicking her pussy and Slave was sucking on his cock. Mistress Rachel sat inregal splendor in a throne-like overstuffed chair awaiting the arrival ofher new slave. It was a totally amazing scene which would have beenconsidered bizarre by even hardened swingers; yet seemed routine in thisgroup!We led Stephanie across the room stopping in front of Mistress Rachel. Allconversation ceased, all eyes were on us except for Cunt and Slave whocontinued their service unabated. " Mistress Rachel we humbly submit theunworthy Stephanie who wishes to be considered türkçe bahis for admission to your stableof slaves.” I announced. Stephanie made a dainty curtsy. Mistress Rachelstood up and looked very carefully at the transformation M and I had wroughtand nodded her approval. She said,” Stephanie you look good enough to serveme, but you must first demonstrate your subservience. Only when yourgreatest pleasure is serving me, will you be worthy to be my slave.”All eyes were now on Stephanie, who seemed overwhelmed by the seriousness ofthe moment. It was a lot to absorb in a short time. At least I had beenled gradually to my current state; this was happening so fast. MistressRachel now asked,” Are you willing to submit to my will and give me yourunquestioning obedience?” After a brief moment of silence Stephaniereplied,” Yes Mistress Rachel, I freely submit myself to your will andpledge my obedience.” The new slave knelt to kiss Mistress Rachel’s feet,which brought a round of applause from all the Dominant ones.Mistress Rachel snapped her fingers and Slave hurriedly brought her afeathery mask and a strap-on dildo. While he was putting these items onher, I noticed Master Jack bring out a video camera. That explained themask; they were going to film the activities and for some reason Mistressdidn’t want her face to appear in the picture. Stephanie had no suchoption. Ravel’s Bolero began playing from the stereo as background musicand the signal for everyone else to remain silent was given. This was to bea first class production!Mistress Rachel led Stephanie to the center of the room and startedsensuously dancing with her newest slave for a few minutes. She lifted theprint dress and thrust the protruding dildo between Stephanie’s thighsenabling her to guide the slave’s movements more effectively. The roomfilled with sexual tension as we watched this dance of seduction proceed, inanticipation what was yet to come. Even with the background music we couldhear Stephanie’s breathing turn to panting. Mistress Rachel’s breastsrubbing on her chest and the dildo between her legs made a combination whichrapidly got her highly turned on.Mistress Rachel knowing the powerful effect this dance was having, guidedher excited slave to her knees and then to all fours. Moving behind andlifting the dress, Mistress slowly pulled down Stephanie’s panties. Whiledipping her fingers into a jar of K-Y jelly Mistress she asked,” Stephanieare you ready to be deflowered by your Mistress?” With one of Mistress’sfingers already writhing in her ass, enhancing her excitement; Stephaniehonestly replied,” Oh Yes Mistress.” The heavy breathing of her slavebrought a smirk to Mistress’s face; men were so easy to enslave!Working in a second finger and then a third Mistress continued hermanipulations until Stephanie was bucking back hard against the digitalthrusts, before inserting the dildo. Master Jack moved to the front torecord Stephanie’s facial expression at the moment of penetration.Fortunately she was now so highly aroused that she was beyond caring aboutmodesty or possible future uses of this film. Mistress began to pace thetempo of her strokes to the music. With her hands grasping Stephanie’ hipsshe was in complete control as the music continued inexorably toward it’sthundering conclusion.Bolero ended at the same moment Mistress Rachel reached orgasm. In thesilence that followed, the heavy breathing of the spectators could be heard.Clearly this demonstration of feminine power had stirred the passions ofmore than the two participants. Mistress withdrew the dildo allowingStephanie to slump exhausted to the floor. Master Jack turned off theCamera and led a rousing round of applause. While everyone wascongratulating Mistress Rachel for a magnificent performance, Mistress Christold me,” Go to Stephanie and comfort her.”I went to where Stephanie lay and sat beside her on the floor. Taking heracross my lap, I hugged her to my chest and tenderly wiped away the tearswhich streaked down her cheeks. Softly I reassured her,” There, there, it’sall right now honey. I’m sure that you pleased Mistress.” She lay passivelyin my arms taking such solace from my words that her quiet sobbing soonceased. I bent my head and kissed her lightly on the lips.” How cute you two look together!” I heard Master Jack say sarcastically.Startled out of my peacefulness by this unexpected remark, I looked up tosee him standing there with his camera running again. Mistress Rachel helda Video cassette in her hand and I assumed that Master Jack had reloaded thecamera with a fresh cassette. The others were gathering to watch as heordered,” Continue slaves I want to film you two making love.” I glancedquickly at Mistress Chris hoping for a reprieve, only to receive a nodindicating her agreement with that command. While I had been forced intobisexual acts before, I presumed that Stephanie was a virgin to such thingsand so I would try to make this as pleasurable as possible.With warm, wet kisses and tender caresses; I slowly unbuttoned her dress andslipped it off. I next undid her bra and began licking and suckling hernipples until she became sexually excited. Now naked except for garterbelt, hose and heels; this arousal was clearly evident by the exposed erectcock. I reached down and stroked the cock a few times before standing tostrip off my blouse, skirt and panties. I left my bra on as it pushed mybreasts up so nicely.Stephanie reached up to slip his fingers through my nipple rings, sendingpainful excitement through my body. I pressed my cock to her lips and withonly a slight hesitation she took it into her mouth. Despite her lack ofexperience, she began to tongue the head and suck gently as if she’d done itmany times. I knew that with the pain from my nipples and the pleasure frommy cock, I would shortly come in the pretty mouth servicing me. MistressRachel, sitting nearby fingering her pussy, must have recognized this alsoand used hand signals to direct us into the 69 position with me on top. Shewanted to prolong our performance as visual stimulation while she broughtherself to another climax.Once in the 69 position, with a cock scant inches from my face, the nextpart was obvious. I took the cock into my mouth and began sucking it, asStephanie was already doing to mine. When I felt my climax was imminent, Islipped a finger into her ass. this brought both of us to simultaneousorgasm. As we milked the last drops from each other’s cocks, I noticedMistress Chris motioning for us to kneel with open mouths displaying theircontents for the camera. I helped Stephanie to her knees and we kneltholding hands while Master Jack filmed away. When the signal was given forus to swallow our mouthfuls, we did. Stephanie had just swallowed her firstsemen, and it was mine! I was also proud to be the recipient of her’Maiden’ blow job. Taking her face in my hands I kissed her deeply. Thedegrading spectacle we’d endured together, had created a warm bond betweenus that was mutually felt.Mistress Rachel ordered Stephanie, ” Crawl over here bitch and you may nowlick my pussy.” She crawled on hands and knees to obey her Mistress. Istruggled to my feet and gathered up my clothes. Mistress Chris came to meand said,” I’m so proud of you Slut. You behaved magnificently.” She kissedme lightly on the cheek, causing me to beam with pride. I’d brought joy tomy Mistress!Sir William came over to us and asked Mistress Chris if she wanted to go tobed with him. She replied,” Why yes Sir, I’d love to.” Oblivious to mypresence, they left hand in hand to find a bedroom. Finding their departuredifficult to watch, I looked back to see Stephanie licking pussy with Slavefucking her from behind. Slave’s hands were pinching her nipplescontrolling the pace of the action. She was trapped on the same hideousride I’d experienced myself. I knew how tormented she must be feeling andpity for her filled my heart. I wanted to intervene, but knew that would bea very foolish act.Mistress Zelda interrupted my indecisive thoughts by calling,” Slut, comewith me.” Still carrying my clothes, I followed her respectfully to abedroom. Cunt was laying naked on the bed when we walked into the bedroom.Noticing my surprise, Mistress Zelda informed me,” I want to fuck her usingyou as a go-between, but first I must freshen up my marks on your ass.Assume the position Slut.” Dr****g my clothes across a chair, I knelt on thebed between Cunt’s widely spread legs. Mistress commanded,” Lick her pussySlut.” Replying,” Yes Mistress.”, I used my fingers to spread her netherlips and put my tongue to work. With my face buried in my work, my bare asswas exposed for Mistress Zelda’s signature.Knowing what to expect this time, I was determined not to cry out. To helpmyself endure the lash quietly, I forced my tongue as deeply into Cunt’spussy as possible; bringing my mouth into firm contact with her vulva.Basically, I was using her bottom as a gag to at least muffle any sounds Imight make. My body quivered in fearful anticipation.CRACK, CRACK, CRACK! Three swift strokes with her whip and my right cheekwas properly marked. With scarcely a pause, another three lashes wereapplied on my left cheek. Without even looking at my rear, I knew the newZ’s had been placed precisely on top of the previous ones. Mistress Zeldawas an expert with her whip!My plan had worked! No sound escaped that could be heard, although Cuntcould certainly feel each lashing stroke transmitted to her through mytongue. My ass felt like it was on fire, but I continued lapping away.Cunt was quite aroused by now, and strangely enough…so was I. The tension,submission and the oral sex had gotten my cock erect again! Amazing since Ihad already come so recently. Mistress Zelda fastened a cock ring around mycock to ensure that my erection would remain until it had served herpurpose.Mistress lifted my face and kissed me on the mouth, savoring Cunt’s juicesthere, before guiding my cock into the orally prepared vagina. This wasfantastic! At last I was going to get to fuck someone at one of theseparties. Mistress climbed behind me and began forcing her well greased,strap-on dildo into my ass. When it was fully inserted, she reached aroundand grasped my nipple rings. She softly said,” I know your nipples arestill very tender, but move perfectly with me and the pain will be minimal.”This seemed a gentle gesture on her part, so I gratefully uttered,” YesMistress, I will try very hard to do so.”She started fucking me with slow strokes, each thrust in my ass resulted ina corresponding move by my cock in Cunt’s pussy. My ass remained pressedclosely against Mistress’s body as she and I moved as a single person.Mistress was using me as a human dildo; a mere extension of her rubber one!I was unable to ejaculate due to the ring which kept my cock painfullyengorged; and despite my craving for release, could only continue myintermediary role until Mistress was satisfied. Cunt was thrashing andbucking wildly, her breath coming in gasps as we brought her to orgasm afterthundering orgasm. She was kept in this state of frantic arousal for a longtime before Mistress had her own orgasm and was satisfied.Mistress released my nipple rings, withdrew her dildo and pushed me aside toembrace Cunt. They were kissing and caressing each other as I stood by thebed watching. My nipples were throbbing; my ass sore and oozing lubricant;and my cock still painfully engorged stuck straight out! I felt horriblyused, unfulfilled, and exhausted. Mistress looked up and ordered,” Leave usSlut.” I replied,” Yes Mistress Zelda.”, and returned to the Living Room.Walking into the Living Room I saw Mistress Goddess sitting on the couch,with her legs spread and Stephanie licking her pussy. Poor Stephanie hadcertainly been through a lot her first night of slavery. Mistress spied meinstantly noticing my erection, which was quite apparent since I was onlywearing my bra, garter belt, hose and heels. “Come here Slut.” she demandedadding, ” I have a use for that.” I had been hoping for a little rest, butanswered, “Yes Mistress Goddess.” and went to her. “Lie on your back on thefloor.” she ordered me as she pushed Stephanie away from her crotch. Icomplied and she straddled my body and lowered herself onto my verticalcock.Mistress began riding my cock as if she hadn’t had one inside her in years.She told Stephanie,” Come lay by us and kiss Slut while I enjoy my ride.”Stephanie did just that, kissing me on the mouth. As our tongues met shetasted of come and pussy, as I was sure I did also. While the kisses hadbeen commanded by Mistress to start with, there was a warmth and caringabout them that signified a genuine desire on both our parts. When MistressGoddess was satisfied and departed we continued to kiss and embrace eachother until we fell into exhausted slumber.SaturdayThe sleeping part of the night is always short at these parties, and it wasnot long before I awoke to find myself still embracing Stephanie. MistressRachel was standing there smiling down at us. ” Did you two girls sleepwell?” she asked sweetly. We both nodded dumbly, suddenly feeling awkwardabout embracing each other. What had seemed so natural last night, seemedperverse in the morning light. We separated and stood before Mistress. Shenoticed my still swollen cock and taking pity on me removed the ring. ” Getcleaned up girls and fix your makeup. You look like hell.” she stated.Undoubtedly a very true statement, as we’d both been through a lot in thelast twelve hours!We hurried into the bathroom to quickly shower and redo our makeup beforethere was a mad rush by the others to use these facilities. Stephanie and Ihad just stepped out of the shower when she looked at my cock, which wasgradually returning to it’s normal color. She whispered to me,” Would youlike me to suck you off now?” That sounded very appealing to me since I hadso much intercourse without release last night, but wisely declined with awarning about the consequences of recreational sex by slaves. Our sexualactivities were strictly controlled by the Dominant ones. Stephanie noddedher agreement, but her eyes had tears in them.We went back out to Mistress Rachel who had been joined by several otherpeople. Slave M handed us frilly aprons to wear and led us to the kitchenwhere we helped her fix breakfast. Twink and Cunt soon arrived and joinedus. Cunt delivered a tray of freshly filled coffee cups to the Domsassembled in the Living room. As she walked out of the Kitchen the Z’s onher rear were clearly visible. Twink was joined with Becky in setting thetable; they both bore the marks of Mistress Zelda’s whipcraft on theirbehinds too.Finally, the last to make their appearance, my beautiful Mistress Chris,Master Jack, and Sir William emerged from their bedroom to join the others.A naked and very bedraggled Slave followed wearily behind them. He clearlyhad been busy all night. Mistress Chris was positively glowing with sexualsatisfaction. While I would never know what occurred in that room, she’dobviously enjoyed it tremendously. How I wished that I’d been a part ofpleasing her directly instead of being used by others while she played.The Masters and Mistresses chatted happily during breakfast as the slavesserved them. They discussed how well the film session had gone and all thefun they’d had last night. While they relaxed after a good breakfastMistress Rachel mentioned that she had an announcement to make. Allconversation ceased as she stood up. She said, ” I have decided to changethe names of my slaves. Stephanie has demonstrated her worthiness to entermy stable by her performance last night. She will now be called ‘slavefour’ as her official slave name. Slave will henceforth be known as ‘slavenine.’ I chose this name because of his nine inch cock and due to hislengthy faithful service has earned a higher number than my newest slave.”The Dom’s applauded and congratulated the slaves on their new titles. Slavefour was actually blushing as everyone looked at her.When the commotion died down Mistress Chris said,” Now I need a nap. Beckycome with me, you can be my teddy bear to cuddle with while I sleep.” Takingher by the Hand Mistress Chris led her off to the bedroom. I felt bad thatshe hadn’t chosen me to cuddle up with. Being around the Dominants seemedto make her forget I existed, except when she needed Slut to perform slavechores. This was so unfair; after all I had endured to please her, Ideserved some consideration.Master John, Sir William and Mistress Goddess took Cunt to with them as theyleft presumably to sleep. Mistress Rachel told slave four, ” Draw yourMistress a nice bubble bath and you may bathe me.” Four quickly left tocarry out this pleasant task. It had been one thing he had been hoping foreven when he was still Steve, which now seemed a lifetime ago.Mistress Zelda remained to supervise the cleanup chores being performed bythe remaining slaves. When the Kitchen was cleaned and the dishes washedMistress allowed slave nine to curl up on the floor and take a nap. Twink,M and I ran the vacuum and generally tidied up the place under the watchfuleye of Mistress Zelda. She even had us wash, dry and iron our clothes soour appearance would be suitable for the night’s activities.When our cleaning duties were completed Mistress Zelda summoned Twink tokneel between her legs and give her clit some oral attention. She ordered,”M and Slut make love to each other, I wish to be amused.” This was an orderI was delighted to obey; I’d wanted to have sex with M ever since I firstlaid eyes on her naked body! She must have felt the same way by her warmresponses to my caresses. Mistress allowed us to progress at our own pacewithout giving directions or interruptions. She was involved with Twink’stongue and preferred watching us as her personal porno show. That was finewith me, for the first time in this group I was making love to a woman as aman!What a joy it was to engage in warm, tender loving after all the ****s andforced perversion we slaves had been through. Concentrating on each otherspleasure, M and I were able to ignore our surroundings and the increasingaudience as the room began to fill with people emerging from the bedrooms.It was as if we were the only people in the world, moving to a wonderfulrhythm of romantic sexual delight. Achieving our mutually desiredsimultaneous orgasm, we continued kissing and caressing each other. Iwanted to be with her all night, and would have had this been a regularswinger’s party.Our state of blissful contentment was quickly shattered by Master Jackordering,” Becky clean M’s pussy, it’s full of disgusting slave come.” Beckyreplied,” Yes Master Jack.”, and scurried across the room. Pushing measide, she lay between M’s legs and lapped up the come I’d so recentlydeposited there. As I stood up to get out of the way Mistress Rachel said,”Slave four lick Slut clean, she needs it too.” I knew that Mistress didn’tcare about my cleanliness, but was merely using this opportunity todemonstrate her complete control of her newest slave. Slave four didn’tsound as sweet as the name Stephanie had, but now fully dressed and made upshe still looked as feminine. Looking down at the pretty face that waslicking my cock and hairless balls, I found it almost unbelievable that thiswas the same person who had arrived here as Steve. A man who had livedtotally straight all his life was licking my male parts while dressed as awoman and loving it! The Masters and Mistresses were experts at convertingnormal people into their devoted slaves.Slave nine was preparing to cook steaks on the grill while Cunt waspreparing the rest of the supper. Twink and slave four were ordered toassist them. Mistress Zelda told me,” Get yourself dressed and ready to goSlut.” I replied ” Yes Mistress Zelda.”, feeling very grateful for the giftof normal sex with M she’d given me. I did wonder about her use of the wordgo, but realized that her plans would be revealed when it pleased her to doso. I washed myself, touched up my makeup, fixed my hair and put on myfreshly laundered outfit. Checking my appearance in the full length mirror,I decided that I did look like a pretty girl. I was ‘ready’!The Dom’s were finished eating by the time I rejoined the group. They wereenjoying their after dinner cocktails and casual conversation. The slaveswere eating hot dogs in the Kitchen. Slave four fixed me a plate of foodand we ate in silence, listening to the conversation coming in from theDining Room. We were trying to pick up clues about any wild plans the Dom’shad for the evening. While we had no choice in the matter, we were curiousnone the less.Mistress Rachel announced,” It’s movie night at the Club tonight; Zelda andI want to take Slut and slave four down there. It should be a fun time,anyone else care to join us?” Mistress Chris replied,” No thanks Rachel,Jack and I have already made plans involving slave nine and some deliciouslykinky stuff.” Sir William also declined saying,” I’ll pass too. Goddess andI will take care of the other slaves.” He laughed and added,” Between us wecan think of something to amuse ourselves!” They all laughed at this lastremark. They were sure there would be no lack of creativity with SirWilliam and Goddess in collaboration.”The Club?” I’d never heard of the Club, obviously the Dom’s all had, evenslave nine had rolled his eyes at the mention of the place. I wanted to askhim about what kind of place it was, but knew that even if I whispered thequestion, it would not be answered. Nine was far too obedient to misbehaveeven in private. No need to press the issue, I’d find out soon enough.Mistress Zelda summoned slave four and I. She had us fetch her and MistressRachel’s coats. I put my cape on and slave was given a shawl to throw overher bare shoulders. The Mistresses led the way out to Zelda’s van, wherethey sat in front and four and I took our places in the back seats. TheMistresses were talking calmly but were obviously anticipating an excitingevening. Four held my hand, nervously seeking some support, as we drovetowards the unknown.The Club turned out to be a bar in the city. Judging by the nearly fullparking lot, the place must crowded. Mistress Zelda expertly wheeled intoan empty space in a dimly lit part of the lot. She and Mistress Rachelstrode into the bar full of self-assurance, with four and I followingtimidly behind. This was our first time in a public place dressed as women,so our hesitance was understandable. Our Mistresses had sternly warned usto be very obedient to avoid embarrassing them in front of their friends.The implied threat of punishment for any infraction was enough to overcomeour nervousness, so we dutifully followed them into the bar.The doorman recognized the Mistresses and respectfully led us to a tablenear the dance floor with a reserved sign on it. Removing the sign, hesignaled for a waitress. Mistress Zelda pulled out my chair and helped meget seated. She was treating me as her girlfriend. I noticed MistressRachel was doing the same for slave four. The waitress came to take ourorders. Mistress Zelda ordered a shot and a beer for herself, a whiskeysour for Mistress Rachel and then told the waitress,” Bring our bitches eacha glass of white wine.” The waitress smiled knowingly and left to fill theorder.Soon she returned with our drink order and after setting the drinks in placeasked,” Will there be anything else Zelda?” Mistress reached into her coatpocket, pulled out two video cassettes and handed them to the waitresssaying,” Give these to George for his contest.” The waitress looked at fourand I, and grinning broadly, nodded her affirmation of the request. Isuddenly realized what those tapes were. They were the ones made last nightby Master Jack. Four and I were the stars of one and his subjection **** onthe other! Slave four must have come to the same decision and nervouslysipped his wine, while I was gulping mine.We sat watching the dancers on the floor. Men danced with women, womendanced with women and even a few men danced with other men. No wonder I hadnever heard of this place! Many people wore leather garb, with most of therest wearing lacy frilly things. This was like no place I had ever beenbefore! It was a leather bar inhabited by those into that scene.Mistress Zelda looked at us and ordered,” Slaves go to the Lady’s Room,remove your panties and bring them back to us.” We stared in shockedimmobility for a few seconds before answering in unison,” Yes Mistress.”Slave four and I left holding hands as we made our way to no-mans land. Wefelt everyone in the place knew where we were headed, but few paid anyattention to us. In this land of the bizarre we didn’t seem that unusual.The Lady’s was located at the end of the room in a short hallway next to theMen’s room. Two men were leaning against the wall kissing passionately aswe squeezed by them to enter our assigned destination.For the first time in my life I was inside the ladies john. Other than theabsence of urinals, the main difference seemed to be more stalls and abigger counter for fixing makeup. Anxious to leave this off-limits area, wequickly entered stalls and pulled off our panties. While there I decided tourinate. Knowing that standing to do so would be a dead giveaway if anyonewas to walk in, I sat on the stool and relieved myself. By the sounds fromthe next stall four was doing the same thing.We exited the stalls nearly simultaneously, washed our hands, and turned toleave. Two Biker Babes blocked our exit, standing between us and the doorthey had just entered. My panties suddenly felt very heavy in my hand. Thebig cigar smoking Babe asked,” You two are with Zelda aren’t you?”.Politely I answered,” Yes Mistress.”, a response that was an automaticreflex by now. I didn’t mean anything but respect by using the titleMistress, but it offended her. She snarled,” I am not a Mistress, but I ama very mean bitch that you don’t want to anger!” The other Babe suggested,”Maybe we should check them out to see if they are real girls or merelysissies invading our domain.” The big one nodded and ordered us to lift ourskirts. The real fear of receiving physical pain from these two hard BikerBabes overcame the humiliation of doing as demanded and we shyly raised ourhems to expose our shaven privates. The Babes laughed at our discomfort,ridiculed our inadequate equipment, even discussed stripping us naked andhandcuffing us in stalls. ” Maybe some of the other ladies would find themamusing.” the smaller one said.Slave four and I were really frightened now, as they seemed to seriously beconsidering some very drastic actions. The big one shook her head slowlysaying,” No they are Zelda’s slaves and even though it might be fun to teachthem a lesson, the resulting confrontation with her would not be worth it.”She stepped aside and said,” You two sissies had better get the hell out ofhere right now.” We dropped our hems down, and hurried out of the bathroomas fast as our heels would allow. Had we not belonged to Mistress Zelda, Ishudder to think of what may have befallen us.Mistresses Zelda and Rachel looked very good indeed as we returned to ourtable. They were our lifeline in this place, since both four and I nowrealized how dependent we were on their protection. I laid my pink pantiesbefore Mistress Zelda as four was doing the same with his black panties forMistress Rachel. The Mistresses spread them out to display them for all tosee. I blushed crimson fully aware that anyone seeing them would know thatmy bottom was bare! Four stared meekly down, unable to look at people whoknew he was being so humbled.The music stopped, the lights dimmed, and a big screen television set cameon. A voice on the public address system announced that it was time for theAmateur Video Contest to begin. The crowd grew quiet as the first moviebegan to play. It was a crudely made, short movie of a Biker fucking hisbabe as she leaned across his Harley. The second video showed a lesbiancouple making love. The third one showed the big Biker Babe we’d run intoin the Lady’s room whipping some gal with her belt. It was very brutal, butdrew quite a few hoots and cheers from the Biker element of the crowd. Herslashing strokes were very crude compared with Mistress Zelda’s artistry. Icouldn’t watch, thinking how close to being on the receiving end of similartreatment I’d been earlier.The strains of Bolero began playing and drew my attention back to thescreen. The quality of the filming was very superior to anything previouslyshown. Master Jack knew his craft. Even though I’d witnessed the actualperformance in person; on the screen it seemed far more sensuous. The crowdwas mesmerized, watching in silence until the thundering creshendo’s of thefinale brought them to their feet cheering and yelling bravo!It must have taken ten minutes for the crowd to settle down enough to beginthe next film. This was the video showing Stephanie and I making love.Slave four held my hand as we watched ourselves on the screen. Despite itsbeing a command performance, it showed us making love instead of merelyhaving sex. I had felt tenderness while doing it, but hadn’t realized howclearly it showed. I squeezed four’s hand gently to indicate myaffectionate support and received a shy smile in return. When this videoended there was polite applause instead of the raucous uproar of it’spredecessor. It had been sensuously intense, but lacked the brutality andforce to enflame this crowd.When the prizes were awarded Mistress Rachel’s didlo **** of Stephanie wonfirst prize. The one of Stephanie and I took second place. The Biker Bitchtook third place. George, the owner of the place, awarded the prizes; $50cash for first place, $25 for second place and $10 for third. MistressRachel collected her prize and she and slave four took bows acknowledgingthe applause from the crowd. Mistress Zelda collected the second placemoney and had four and I curtsy to the crowd. The Biker Babe collected herprize with a very subdued girl at her side. Brutality and fear were BikerBabe’s means of controlling her slave.The music resumed and people started dancing again. George had sent overanother round of drinks to our table as additional thanks for the choicemovies Mistress had entered. These Amateur Video nights were a big moneymaker for him and he was thrilled to have quality material in his contest.Mistress Zelda nodded her thanks to him and gave a toast to our Victory.A large, hairy-chested, bearded man wearing jeans and a leather vest with noshirt came to our table. His arms were heavily tattooed, giving him theappearance of a clich’e character from a Biker film. He kissed MistressRachel’s hand respectfully and said,” Congratulations Rachel, you make greatmovies.” Mistress Rachel acknowledged the compliment with a modest nodsaying,” You’re too kind Spike, but thank you.” Spike moved to MistressZelda and asked,” Zelda may I dance with your bitch?” She shrugged hershoulders and replied,” Of course Spike old buddy, be my guest.”Spike took me by the hand and led me onto the dance floor and pulled meclose to him. I was very inexperienced in dancing backwards in heels, buthis sheer bulk guided me across the floor with amazing smoothness. His handwent under my skirt and he fondled my bare buns as we danced. I tried toquietly protest but, his other hand forced my head to his hairy chest toquiet me. “Ssshh, relax baby I won’t hurt you.” he whispered reassuringly.His hand worked around to my front and he started massaging my cock whilekissing lightly on my neck. Regardless of his revolting appearance, I foundmyself getting very turned on by his expert manual manipulation. When hekissed me full on the mouth, I returned it warmly; like the slut I’d become!The song ended and Spike led me back to our table with my erection stifflyforming a bulge in the front of my skirt. I had been on the brink of orgasmand wished the song had gone on for a few more seconds. Spike just laughedat my predicament saying,” That’s one hot bitch you have Zelda.” Mistressreplied,” Yes, she can be quite a pleasurable toy.” Spike asked,” Can I takeher home with me Zelda? I’ll bring her back in a few days when I’m finishedwith her.” The thought of being at the mercy of this brute for days struckterror in my heart! Fortunately Mistress Zelda answered,” Spike you know Iwould share her with you gladly, but she’s not my personal property. I haveborrowed her myself from Mistress Chris and she might take offense if I gaveher slave away without her permission.” Spike understood this reasoning,being a Master himself, and shrugged saying,” Maybe another time, baby.” Hesat on my chair and pulled me onto his lap asking,” Is it ok to play withher here Zelda?”Mistress replied that it would be fine and took Mistress Rachel out to dancewith her. Slave four was dancing with the Biker Bitch, who had liftedfour’s dress exposing the bare bottom underneath. Four looked desperate toescape from the grasp of this sadistic woman, probably an indication of thethreats being made by his partner. Spike lifted me easily with one arm andused his other hand to open his fly. He lowered my asshole onto hiserection and quietly ordered me,” Wiggle your ass to the music bitch.” Thiswas incredible in a public place; he was fucking my ass in the middle of acrowd! If anyone noticed they gave no indication of it.His rough hands unbuttoned my blouse and he pulled on my nipple rings tokeep me in tempo with the music. He sat very still and I was forced tosquirm quite vigorously to bring him to climax. He had gotten quite turnedon during our dance also, as he came quickly. After he filled my insideswith his come; he lifted me off his lap, zipped his fly and left without aword of thanks. I buttoned my blouse up and longed to make a dash for thebathroom. Which bathroom would I use? The ladies room held too much fearfor me to risk that again: and if Spike was any indication, the men’s roommight be even worse! My uncertainty kept me riveted to my chair with hiscome oozing slowly out of me.Mistresses Zelda and Rachel returned followed shortly by Biker Babe bringingslave four back to our table. Biker Babe thanked Mistress Rachel saying,”Thanks for the use of your slave, maybe sometime I can borrow her for moreserious play.” Mistress Rachel replied,” You’re welcome to the dance dear,but I don’t think that it will be possible for you to use her until I amcompletely through with her. You tend to leave your slaves in very poorcondition and unusable.” Biker Babe snorted,” You’re just to soft to be aMistress Rach; you need to rule with an iron hand not a velvet glove.” Sheswiveled around on the heel of her boot and stormed off. Slave four heaveda mighty sigh of relief as she departed and Mistress Rachel put her armaround four to comfort her. Four was obviously shaken by her encounter withthat brutish, menacing woman.Mistress Zelda announced,” Spike would like to use Slut for a gang bang withFrom nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Sat Apr 12 11:48:24 1997Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.apfel.de!fu-berlin.de!cs.tu-berlin.de!zrz.TU-Berlin.DE!loch.in-brb.de!bolzen.in-berlin.de!news.all.de!sauveur!nienor.IN-Berlin.DE!nostrumoFrom: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tgSubject: New TG: Date Night: My Descent Into Slavery by 4play (5/7)Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.dDate: 12 Apr 1997 15:48:24 GMTOrganization: The TestsiteLines: 696Message-ID: <5ioas8$75@nienor.in-berlin.de>NNTP-Posting-Host: tinuviel.in-berlin.deXref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:181970 alt.sex.stories.tg:13058Hi.This times we have young couple who have a tradition. Surprisinglythis tradition turns into something which at least one of the coupleto the thought if this tradition was the right idea.As usual I DIDN’T write this story and haven’t any claim on it. Ifyou have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is thenwelcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try toavoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting yourstories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands forstory postings and for nothing else.Enjoy the story.CiaoNostrumo>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<_Date_Night:__My_Descent_Into_Slavery__________________________by_4play_ 5his boys." She looked into my eyes and asked," Would you like that Slut?" Iearnestly replied," Oh no Mistress, please not that! Please!" Being gang****d by that group of brutes was too horrible to contemplate. At least inour group the ****s came singly and weren't overly violent. Mistress Zeldasmiled and said," I thought not and told him another time perhaps, but wehad to be going now." Relief flooded throughout me so fully I would havekissed her ass on the spot; had it been permitted or requested. MistressRachel said," We'd better leave then, we don't want Spike and his crew tothink we're slighting them." Slave four and I nodded our hearty agreementwith that suggestion. We were only too eager to leave this hazardous place.Mistress Zelda took my arm in hers as a sign of ownership and led me throughthe crowd towards the door. Mistress Rachel and slave four were rightbehind us, also arm in arm. Spike was making kissing motions with his lipsat me as we passed his table. Several of his gang clutched at theircrotches as a promise of things to come. I felt safe with Mistress Zeldaprotecting me and was able to retain my composure even in the face of themenacing gang. Slave four actually trembled when the Biker Babe said,"Someday you'll be mine baby." as we passed her table. The prospect offalling into the clutches of that viscously sadistic Bull Dyke was clearlyan unnerving idea. She must have told four some frightening things whiledancing.Out in the open, the cool night air felt very clean; even though it chilledmy bare bottom. The sense of relief was overwhelming when we reached thesecurity of the van. Slave four and I were so thrilled to leave the hellishenvironment of the Club behind us that we hugged each other closely in theback seat. The Mistresses seemed to have enjoyed their evening; chattinghappily about their video's triumphant victories. Of course they had notfelt the oppressively threatening aura of impending doom that four and I hadbeen exposed to. They knew how vulnerable we had felt and it amused them toact as our protectors. Our gratitude for such protection would increase ourdependence on them and therefore enhance our willingness to serve as slaves.We arrived at Master Jack's house, where we were admitted by slave M. Irelished the sight of her nude body, remembering fondly our lovemakingsession earlier in the day. It felt good to be back in familiar companyagain! I made a mad dash to the bathroom to relieve myself and clean my asswhich was still oozing Spike's come. Anything reminding me of my experiencein the Club was intolerable.Upon my return to the living room, Mistress Chris greeted me with," Did youhave a good time Slut?". All the built up tension of the evening came backin a rush of overwhelming emotions. Tears were running down my cheeks as Islowly shook my head no. Mistress came to me, took my hand and led me offto a bedroom. Once in private, she had me strip naked and get in the bed.She lay beside me and started caressing and comforting me. As I sobbedopenly, Mistress chris began to masturbate me. She kissed me tenderly andgently tongued my nipple rings, while continuing to massage my cock. Hergenuine care for my feelings helped lift my spirits. She seemed more likemy loving wife than Mistress Chris at the moment. I was in heaven!My sobbing ceased as my passion increased. Soon my hips were thrusting toaid her manual manipulation to bring me to orgasm. My cock was spurtingwarm semen onto my stomach and Mistress milked it of every last drop. WhenI slumped back on the pillow, my passion spent, Mistress used her hand toscoop up my come and force it into my mouth. A Mistress could let down thebarriers between herself and her slave for a brief time without risking lossof control. Even as I licked her hand clean, I was thankful for the caringcomfort she'd displayed tonight. Regardless of how much she enjoyed playingthe Mistress Chris role; she really loved me! I loved her more than lifeitself!She rolled me on my side and cuddled up closely behind me, her wonderfulbreasts pressed against my back. She whispered softly," Sleep well Slut,I'll take you home in the morning." Thus assured of not being forced intoany more slave duties tonight, I drifted off into a contented, dreamlesssleep. All was right in my world!6. ChapterFridayIt was our next regularly scheduled Date Night tonight, and as usual, I wasboth excited and nervous. .Chris explained, " We were invited to MistressZelda's to play this weekend, but I decided that we should have a funweekend here." I smiled at this news, since things were getting to drasticwith that group as far as I was concerned. She continued, " A break fromthat group will be good for us." I knew it would be good for me; I surewasn't looking forward to another trip to " the club" any time soon. Christhen went into her Domme role ordering me to go take a shower and getcleaned up. " I am having company tonight, and I don't want to have anunkempt slave hanging around!" she announced. I humbly replied, " YesMistress" and hurried off to get cleaned up.While showering and getting all cleaned up and ready, I wondered who she hadinvited this time. Once before she had invited a guy from a BBS named Brianto come over and they used and abused me, humiliating me while they hadgreat sex. I suspected that this would be another such evening, a prospectI dreaded. By the time I finished getting cleaned up, I realized that Chrishad not given me any directions as what to wear and decided to go ask her.Wrapping a towel around me, I went back to the area where Chris was playingcomputer games. Just as I got there, the door bell rang. Without eventurning around to see how I was dressed, Chris ordered," Answer the doorslave".I went to the door embarrassed to be wearing only a towel, but not wantingto anger Chris. Upon opening the door I recognized Pat, a lady we had metlast week at a party. She and Chris had chatted privately for some time andChris had told me on the way home that she really liked Pat. It was obviousthat they had discussed our Date Nights and that Chris had invited her overto share an evening dominating me. Maintaining my composure, I welcomed Patand escorted her to Chris.Chris got up and they hugged each other. Pat seemed a bit nervous, tellingChris that she had never had a chance to play a Dominant role before. Chrisreassured her saying," Don't worry about it a bit dear, You can't doanything wrong tonight. Whatever you want my slave will do." Pat, lookingsomewhat dubious, said; " Really? Anything??" Chris nodded yes.Pat turned to me and said," Drop that towel slave, let me see you naked."This surprised me, coming so suddenly with no working up to it; but Iimmediately dropped the towel from my body and stood naked before theladies. Pat grinned at my obedience. She was going to enjoy being amistress! Pat said, " I just love those nipple rings that your slave hasChris." Chris replied, " Thank you, but they were a present from somefriends of mine. They do come in handy !"Chris told me to get them some wine and went into the family room to sit andchat. I filled two wine goblets with a nice white wine and delivered themto the ladies. Pat said," Chris you have a nice servant here". Chrisreplied, " It's not too bad as a maid either!" and laughed. " Can we dothat? Dress him as a maid??" Pat asked. Chris assuredly said, " Certainlymy dear. Tonight we can do anything we want!" Chris looked at me standingnaked awaiting their pleasure and asked me," Isn't that right slave?" Ibowed my head and answered," Yes Mistress".Pat reached her hand out and fondled my clean shaven balls. "I've neverseen a man's privates shaved before, they look kind cute that way!" Shesaid. "Much less menacing than those hairy things men are so proud of." Sheadded. Chris nodded her agreement remarking, " Yes indeed, my slave keepshis body bald at my insistence. It takes him time to shave it and serves asa constant reminder of his slave status. That hairless body is very easilyfeminized."Pat seemed very impressed by Chris's confident attitude and mysubmissiveness. " This is very interesting, I'd like to find out more aboutwhat your slave will do, how you got such control and many other things."Pat said. She then asked, " Can we talk in private for a bit?" Chris said," Of course Dear, perhaps the hot tub would be a comfortable place." Christold me to fetch them some towels. I quickly got the towels and when Idelivered them was told, " We are going to be alone for a bit, meanwhile getinto your 'slut' outfit and start fixing supper." I murmured, "YesMistress." and left to obey my orders."Damn!" I thought to myself, "I'd hoped for a quiet evening at home tonightserving my Mistress." It was now obvious that I was going to be put throughthe hoops by two ladies tonight. As I got into my 'slut' apparel, I knewthe Ladies were planning my ordeal. What they had in mind I didn't know,but felt safe in assuming that my pleasure was in no way involved in theirconsiderations.Since I had shaved my body during my shower, getting into my 'slut' outfitwent rather quickly. I painted my toenails first then began applying mymakeup. Chris preferred a wanton, whorish appearance in her sissy slave; soI used the blue eyes shadow, lots of rouge, gaudy red lipstick and the longfake eyelashes to achieve the desired effect. When the mascara wasliberally brushed on the long lashes my face looked very slutty indeed. Iput on some big hoop earrings and then the wig. It was a blonde wig styledto give me the look of a bimbo.I rolled the black mesh nylons onto my hairless legs and secured them to mygarter belt. Next I put on the black, padded bra and slipped into the whiteblouse with the puffy sleeves. It's low cut neckline would make my nippleseasily accessible. If past experience was any indication, I expected thatthey would be getting quite a workout this evening. Deciding to leave theblack lacy panties off, I stepped into my black mini-skirt. It barelycovered my privates, coming only to mid-thigh. I knew that with any bendingI would be exposed unless I moved very primly.My transformation was nearly complete now, so I stepped into my high heeledshoes. They had 4" heels and had taken me some time to learn to walk in.Chris had me wearing them every Date Night weekend though, and now I couldmanage quite well in them. A quick spray of cheap perfume, and I was readyfor the final step. I always waited until last to glue on the fakefingernails. Their length made the other transformation steps toodifficult. Once they were in place, I painted them the same garish red asmy toenails. While they dried, I studied myself in the full-length mirror.The image was perfect, I looked like a blonde floozy....just the way Chrisliked her sissy slave!Figuring that the ladies would be ready for a refill of their wine glasses,I put on my lacy white apron and went out to the Hot Tub to get theirglasses. "Oooh, how nicely whorish your maid looks now!" said Pat. Chrisjust smiled and responded, " Thanks, She is a tramp, but serves me well."They both laughed making me feel even more embarrassed. Chris's penchantfor having me dressed this way when in my slave role was bad enough in frontof her alone, but was more than doubly humiliating in the presence of Pat.Executing a dainty curtsy I asked, " Would the Ladies care to have theirdrinks refilled?" They both held up their empty glasses, which I took andwent to refill them. As I left their snickering sent a shiver up my spine.This evening seemed to be dedicated to my humiliation.When I returned with the refills, I had to squat demurely keeping my kneestogether to hand them to the ladies. Pat reached under my skirt and fondledmy cock. "Her clitty is exited." she remarked to Chris. She stroked me tofull erection and then just as I felt near to orgasm, sent me away with atent-like bulge in my skirt. Chris told me, "I laid out two nice steaks fortonight, fix a couple of potatoes and a nice salad to go along with themSlut." I replied, " Yes Mistress."The first thing I did was to light the gas grill to let it heat up while Iprepared the rest of the meal. Once the potatoes were in the microwaveoven, I made a large bowl of salad adding all of Chris's favoriteingredients. When the salad was finished, I took the two nice T-bone steaksand placed them on the grill. leaving them to start cooking, I scurriedback in the house to set the table. I used the good dishes, crystalgoblets, best silverware and even linen napkins to make the table suitablyattractive for the ladies. I even lit two candles to make it seem moreluxurious before dashing back out to flip the steaks."Mistress, Your supper will be ready in a few minutes." I respectfullyannounced. Chris got out of the hot tub and had me towel off her body. Patalso wanted the same service, which I of course supplied. Being so close totwo such delightful naked women caused my erection to return. Pat laughedas she noticed my reaction saying, " The poor slave is probably aching forsome relief." Chris responded, " Don't worry about Slut, that bitch will getmore sex than she wants later." they both laughed as they went into thehouse. Retrieving the steaks from the grill, I followed them inside.Chris asked, " What is this third place setting for Slut?" "Did you presumethat you were to dine with us?" Realizing that I had messed up, I answered," I had hoped so Mistress, but I will remove the extra stuff immediately."As rapidly as possible I removed the setting for my place at the table andstood by the table waiting to be of service if needed. Chris and Patchatted casually as they ate, although there seemed to be a suppressed levelof excitement underlying everything. The wine they'd already consumed hadloosened up their inhibitions and they giggled frequently. My only task wasto refill their goblets once during the meal.When they were finished eating, Chris lit up a cigarette, pushed back herchair and motioned for me to kneel. "That was a good meal Slut, now I needto relax a bit...lick me." She ordered. As she leaned back and spread herlegs, I began to lick gently at her vaginal lips. Slowly I worked my way toher clit licking and sucking until she became aroused. Pat watching frombehind remarked, " Slut does have a nice ass." Chris said, " Yes She does,and I would be honored if you would like to fuck it." Pat responded withundisguised delight, "Wow, that would be something that I've never donebefore! Lots of guys have tried to do anal sex on me and I hate it! Thisis an unexpected pleasure to be able to shove something up one of them.Could I really do that?" Chris said, " Of course Dear, I told you thattonight you can do whatever you want with my slave." Reaching over to holdPat's hand she added, " You are my guest tonight."Chris pulled my head away from her crotch and pointed towards Pat. "Do herfor a bit to warm her up." she commanded. I crawled over to Pat andimmediately began lapping at her bottom. Pat responded rapidly, andactually reached orgasm before Chris returned with the toys. Chris hadinserted one end of a double dildo into herself and was holding out thestrap-on dildo to Pat. "Come over here and suck my cock Slut" Chrisdemanded. With me on my hands and knees in front of her, she shoved thefake cock past my lipstick covered lips into my mouth. "That's my goodlittle cocksucking bitch." she praised as I sucked. Pat meanwhile hadstrapped on the dildo harness and knelt behind me. Chris told her, "Slut'ssissy pussy is awfully tight, You'd better use some of that Vaseline." Pattook the jar of Vaseline, and smeared my anus with it liberally. She pushedone, then two greasy fingers inside of me forcing the lubricant inside ofme. The pain of the intrusion soon was overcome with erotic sensations andI began to squirm. Chris held my face in her hands, keeping my suckinggoing as Pat entered my behind with her dildo. Pat relentlessly pushed thedildo further in until it was up to the hilt. I was impaled both front andrear!Chris told Pat, " This bitch is easily controlled by her nipples. If youuse her rings you can regulate her movements to suit you." Pat pulled myblouse out from where it was tucked into my skirt, unhooked my bra andslipped her index fingers into my nipple rings and slowly began thrustingand withdrawing, pulling me rearward to meet her thrusts by yanking on mynipples. This scene was unbelievable! My mouth was being fucked by Chriswhile Pat was fucking my ass and savaging my nipples. I was a helpless toybeing used for the ladies lustful pleasure.It seemed to take forever before both Pat and Chris reached orgasm and theyreleased me to collapse on the floor. I had a throbbing erection and stillhad not climaxed. The ladies hugged each other and Pat said," That wasgreat! I don't know when I've had so much fun!" Chris smiled and said." Thenight is still young my dear, you may feel like doing it again. Rememberanything you desire Slut will do." They clinked their wine glasses togetherand toasted to their night of pleasure.Chris told me, "Get this table cleaned off, and clean yourself too. Youlook like a freshly fucked Slut!" They both giggled at the obvious irony ofthat statement and walked out of the room. I struggled to my feet, rehookedmy bra, tucked in my blouse and straightened the mini-skirt. It was badenough being dressed like this without being a disheveled mess. As soon asI had cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher, I went into the smallbathroom to freshen my makeup. I washed my aching bottom to remove theslimy stuff oozing out, even though I knew from past experience it wouldcontinue to leak for quite some time. While still feeling very humiliated,weary and sore at both ends; at least I looked presentable again. Knowingthat I shouldn't stay gone too long, I returned to the Family room to findChris and Pat sitting on the couch conversing as if the recent events hadnever happened. They had both freshened up their makeup and changed intosomething sexy. This seemed strange to me, they surely weren't trying toimpress me with their appearance! It seemed to be a waste of energy if, asthey suggested earlier that there might be a repeat performance later.While I was still puzzling over this strange behavior, the door bell rang.Chris said sweetly, " Answer the door, will you Slut dear?" Looking at theladies expressions I knew that this had been planned all along. They wereexpecting company, someone else to enjoy degrading me! I dutifully went tothe door and opened it. There stood Brian with two other guys. They pushedtheir way past me as Brian led them into the Family room to meet the ladies.I closed the door and followed them.Brian was kissing Chris's hand and saying, " I'm so pleased you calledChris. I see that Slut has responded well to your training." Chris noddedher head in acknowledgment of his praise and introduced Pat. " She is myfriend and has been invited over for a bit of play, we started without you."Both Chris and Pat chuckled at this comment. Brian introduced his friendsto the ladies. " The smaller guy here is Wayne, I brought him as a date forPat. This big fellow is Jake, he is mostly gay and can be brutal so Ifigured that he would be a perfect date for Slut." I gasped at this laststatement, I wasn't gay, or even bisexual by choice. Jake's sheer size wasquickly turning this from a role playing game into a nightmare!Chris ordered, " Get our dates some drinks Slut." Our dates! Those wordscut like a knife. It wasn't kinky enough for her to use me as her sissyslave, now she had fixed me up as a date for a man. I obediently took thedrink orders and filled them, handing each his drink with a dainty curtsy.Jake took his straight shot of bourbon and downed it in a gulp, chasing itwith a big swig of beer. He let out with a loud belch, reached out hismassive arm and pulled me to him. He planted a big wet kiss on my mouth,forcing his tongue inside me. I wanted to gag, and tried to pull away whichenraged him. "This bitch needs her spirit broken a bit." he snarled,pulling me across his lap as he sat on a chair. Lifting my skirt he beganspanking my bare bottom. No pretend swats, these were resounding whacksthat stung and really hurt. I wriggled trying to escape the blows, but hispowerful arm pinned me in place. After a half dozen blows to each cheek, helet me up and asked, " You gonna play nice now babe? Or do you want somemore?" With tears streaming down my cheeks and sobbing, I muttered, "YesSir, I'll do what you want." I glanced through teary eyes at Chris who wassitting necking with Brian and saw her smile. It had been at my insistencethat she tried being dominant and now she had given me far more kinkinessthan I ever dreamed possible. She felt entitled to gloat a bit over theobvious regrets I now felt.Brian suggested, "Perhaps we should leave these two lovebirds to getacquainted." Chris replied," I can hardly wait to get in bed with you tooBrian dear, but I'd kinda like to watch Slut please Jake for awhile first.My dear husband wanted to be a woman, now I want to see Her perform likeone!" Pat added, " I want to watch this too, please." Wayne who wasfingering Pat's pussy nodded his agreement. God! Not only was I going tobe Jake's 'woman' tonight but I was going to be forced to do it in front ofChris and the others. There could be no greater humiliation imaginable!Jake stood up and gave me a deep kiss, fondling my sore bottom with hisrough hands. His body pressed against mine allowing me to feel hiserection. He knew that I was a man, but he wanted to have sex with me whileI was dressed as a woman. We kissed for a couple of minutes before heordered, " Undress me bitch, I'm going to give more than ya ever hadbefore!" My long painted fingernails fumbled with his shirt buttons until Iwas able to slip it off exposing his very hairy body. The revulsion I feltat having to undo his belt and unzip his fly was overcome by the fear ofwhat would happen if I refused, so his pants were soon removed also. Helooked more like a hairy b**st than a man, but the ladies applauded hisenormous cock. He gave a bow of mock modesty and then roughly pulled off myblouse. His big hands were able to unhook and remove my bra with surprisingease.Jake pushed gently down on my shoulders forcing me to kneel in front of him."Suck my dick Bitch." he ordered waving it in front of my face. When Iparted my lips and took the head into my mouth Chris and Pat both applaudedagain. Jake held my head with his hands as I tentatively began to suck onhim. There was no escaping my fate! Chris kept encouraging me by chanting,"Suck Slut, suck." When Jake began thrusting his huge cock it made me chokeand gag. That seemed not to matter to anyone, Jake was having his way andChris loved seeing me as a sissy cocksucker. Pat had never seen two mentogether and was getting quite turned on also. Brian and Wayne liked seeingme humiliated and were happy feeling up the girls until they were ready tohave sex with them.When Jake was about to come in my mouth he pushed me roughly away causing meto fall backwards. Moving rapidly for a big man, he picked me up and placedme on my hands and knees facing Chris. "Beg me to fuck you Bitch" Heordered. Before I could even bring myself to utter such disgusting words,he smacked my ass a few quick swats. " Oh please Sir, Please fuck mypussy." I pleaded in earnest. Anything to avoid those brutal spankings!Everybody seemed to find my total surrender amusing as a snicker ran throughthe gathered crowd. Jake forced himself inside of me firmly with a quickthrust. It hurt terribly, but I was thankful for the copious lubricationPat had used on me earlier. But for the remaining ooze, I would have beenripped open by Jake's oversized equipment. He grabbed my hips and beganthrusting in earnest until he came what seemed like a gallon deep inside ofme.Jake rolled over on his side then onto his back, pulling me along with himso that I wound up on my back with his cock still buried in my ass. Chriscame from the couch and began to suck on my right nipple. Pat soon joinedin suckling on my left nipple. Chris kissed me lightly on my sweatyforehead whispering that she was proud of her slave. She then gave my erectcock a few strokes and brought me to orgasm, at last! When I came all overmy stomach she and Pat scooped it up and fed it to me. After I had finishedlicking their fingers clean, they took the hands of Brian and Wayne and leftfor the bedroom leaving me laying there with Jake still imbedded inside me.Finally he slipped out of my violated ass and rolled onto his side. Heeasily rolled me over to face him, kissed me gently while fondling mynipples. "You are a sweet piece of ass Bitch." he said sincerely. "Nowthat I've made love to you as my woman, you will be mine to use wheneverChris allows it." He pinched my nipples firmly and asked, " You will lovethat won't you?" Made love? He called that brutal **** making love? Thepain in my nipples forced me to smile sweetly and answer, " Yes Jake honey,I'll be yours." He released me and sent me to wash up. I figured that itwas best to humor him and brought back a warm wet washcloth to clean hisprivates with. I even gave his cock a friendly kiss after cleaning it,which pleased him immensely.I started to dress myself again, but Jake said, " Just keep the heels, hoseand garter belt on, leave the rest off." I replied, "Yes sir." At hiscommand I brought him another shot and beer to 'rebuild his strength'. Ashe swilled it down I heard Chris call, " Slut, get in here." from thebedroom. My Mistress's demands came first, so I left Jake and went to thebedroom.Chris, Brian, Pat and Wayne were all in our king-size bed. Chris and Brianhad obviously just finished making love, while Pat and Wayne were stillgoing at it. Chris smiled at me, spread her legs and said, " Lick me cleanSlut." I sank to my knees and saw Brian's come leaking from her vagina.While he was still kissing her and fondling her breasts, I lapped up theresidue of his passion. He chuckled at the sight of me performing thisdegrading task. The musky smell of fresh sex assailed my nose and the tastewas horrible, but soon my chore was finished. Chris praised me saying, "That's a good Slut, now lick my juices off Brian's wonderful cock." Eventhough I done this before, the idea of licking another man's cock was stillrevolting to me. My revulsion didn't count for much tonight though, soknowing that I had no choice, I took his cock in my hands and licked it fromone end to the other. Damned thing started getting hard again from mytongue and I wondered if Brian was as straight as he let on.Chris took Brian by the hand saying, " Let's go to the hot tub for a bitDarling." She looked at me and ordered, " Bring us fresh drinks." They leftthe bedroom for the tub and I went to fix their drinks. I delivered them tothe hot tub where they were relaxing, but still fondling each other. ThatBrian could turn Chris on like no other man! Chris took her drink, fondledbriefly my still smarting ass and told me," Go back to the bedroom andperform your clean-up service for Pat and Wayne, they should be finished bynow." With tears of humiliation filling my eyes, I replied humbly, "YesMistress." and left them.Passing through the family room, Jake grabbed me and kissed me. "Where areyou going Babe?" he asked. "Mistress sent me on an errand Sir." I answeredtruthfully. "In that case, I won't keep you." he said releasing me. Hedid, however, follow me down the hall to the bedroom. Pat and Wayne hadindeed completed their lovemaking and looked surprised to see me standingthere. " What do You want?" she asked. " Mistress Chris sent me to cleanyou up too, if that is your desire." I uttered shyly. "That would be verynice indeed Slut. " She patted the bed and told me, " Lay on your back heredear slave." When I was in position, Pat straddled my face and pulled mymouth to her crotch. " Lick it all up, be sure that you suck out all of thestuff inside me too." She demanded. Pat thought that this having a slavewas a great treat, and was really enjoying herself.Jake seeing my bare ass laying there, decided to take advantage of thisopportunity and climbed onto the bed between my legs. He lifted my legs,spreading them with his shoulders. I was unable to even beg him not to dothat, as my mouth was muffled by Pat's sopping pussy. My licking wasgetting Pat close to orgasm again as her thrusting hips indicated. With mymouth held firmly in place, Jake was free to enter me again. This time hewas fucking me more slowly, almost lovingly. Wayne found the sight of mebeing used at both ends arousing and he placed his dick in my hand for me tostroke. Hopelessly trapped, I began to stroke him. What a wild picturethis made I thought." That Slut is one hot bitch!" I heard Brian say. Chris said, "Yes indeed,the minute I let her out of my sight She's involved in an orgy." They haddecided to return to the bedroom for a second round of sex and walked in tosee me being used by three people. That none of this had been my ideadidn't matter. Jake fucking my ass, Pat riding my face, and my hand stokingWayne's cock made it appear that I was loving it. Chris took Brian's cockand put it in my other hand and began playing with my nipples. Despite thehorror of my predicament, my cock began to rise again.Pat reached her orgasm, let my head fall back and dismounted me. Jakewrapped his arms around mine disengaging me from Brian and Wayne and beganto fuck more rapidly. The force of his thrusts was causing me to moanaccordingly and Chris remarked, " Isn't that güvenilir bahis siteleri sweet, Slut loves beingfucked!” The others agreed with her making comments about my wanton nature.Jake, oblivious to all of the distractions, rammed into me until he camedeep inside me. He kissed me deeply and withdrew. I lay exhausted, unableto move for several minutes. Pat bent over, kissed me on the lips andpraised my performance with, ” Slut honey, I haven’t come like that inyears. You look so sexy being fucked it turns me on!”Chris snapped at me, ” Get up and make room for me and Brian, and get out ofthose nylons before they get ruined. I don’t buy pretty things just to bedestroyed during your slutty whoring around.” I got off of the bed andscurried to the bathroom to wipe off my seeping bottom. While in there Irelieved my bladder and removed my hose and garter belt. I replenished mylipstick and combed my hair to look more presentable before returning to thebedroom naked. Chris and Brian were in bed caressing each other. I feltvery jealous of him, he was in bed with my wife while I was a sex toy forJake. He had fucked her as a man, and by the look of things soon would bedoing it again; while I had been used like a whore. Chris said, ” It’s notladylike to wander around naked slut, Slip into the nightie I laid out foryou and leave us alone.” I slipped the black, lacy, short nightie over myhead. It didn’t even completely cover my buns. As I left the bedroom,Chris had rolled on top of Brian and was beginning to ride his cock.In the kitchen Pat and Wayne were fixing themselves another drink, Patsaid,” Slut has had a busy night, pour yourself a drink Dearie. ” Gratefulfor this unexpected kindness, I poured myself a glass of wine. It wouldhelp me to get rid of the foul taste in my mouth and maybe even help easethe degrading experiences. Pat asked, ” Have you been a slave for longSlut?” I replied, “No Ma’am, this is all fairly new to me.” She said, ” Ithink it’s wonderful the way you endure all of this to please Your Mistressand her kinky friends.” I sipped my wine and replied meekly, ” Thank youMa’am.” I didn’t tell her how debasing it was to be a sissy sex slave norhow much I wished that I was in bed with Chris now in place of Brian. Howcould I? I didn’t quite understand myself how I had been reduced to mycurrent state in such short time.Wayne noticed tears welling up in my eyes and snorted,” I think that Slutnever was a man, no real man would let himself be treated this way.” Patdefended me with, ” I disagree…it shows great love to give up all pride,every vestige of manhood to become a feminized sissy for his Mistress.” Shekissed me lightly on the cheek and added, ” I wish I had one just likeSlut.” Wayne just glared at me.Pat said, ” We are going to sleep in the guest room tonight, Chris and Brianwish to be alone.” Damn, I’d kinda hoped that everyone would leave soon. “Would you be a dear and suck Wayne hard for me Slut?” Pat asked sweetly.After her defense of me, I felt obliged to do what she asked and knelt infront of Wayne. Taking his cock in one hand I put it to my lips and kissedthe head lightly. As I took him into my mouth, my other hand gently cradledhis balls. Sucking and licking soon had Wayne forgetting who was servicinghim, he responded by getting erect and started moving his hips. While I wasso engaged, Jake walked in from the hot tub and loudly asked, ” What in thehell is this?” Pat just purred, ” I asked slut to do this for me, isn’t shecute little cocksucker?” Pat began to fondle Jake’s cock. Pat smiledsweetly at Wayne and told him, “I’m too worn out for anymore sex tonightWayne Honey, so if you want to come again you’d better let Slut finish youoff here.” I felt betrayed! I was supposed to merely get him hard! Waynesaid, “Well if that’s the case, I suppose that coming in this faggot’s mouthis better than nothing.” He grabbed my ears and began fucking my mouthfaster and harder until he finally came in my mouth. I gagged and choked.Pat said, ” That’s ok slut just swallow it.” When I had, she handed me mywine which I quickly gulped down. She patted me on the head saying, ” Thatwas very nice of you to take care of Wayne for me Slut. Come with me, Iwant to play with you now.” Wayne asked, “Hey, what about me?” Pat justsmiled at him and replied, ” Now that you are into having sex with guys, youand Jake can have fun together.” She took me by the hand and led me into theguest bedroom, leaving a shocked Wayne staring at Jake’s menacing erection.Once in the bedroom, Pat closed the door and started giggling. She gave mea warm hug and said, ” I couldn’t stand his swinish remarks about you SlutHoney. A night with Jake might mellow him out a bit.” We both laughed atthe beautiful irony of her hastily concocted plan. As we were crawling intothe bed the sounds of scuffling coming from the kitchen told us that Waynewas being ‘seduced’. Even though my poor ass was still throbbing andleaking, I smiled at the thought of what lie ahead for Wayne. He is goingwhere I have been!Pat pulled me on top of her and guided me inside of her. I made love to herlike a man, although I was still made up as a woman. Afterwards we laystill kissing, caressing and cuddling. She said, ” Oh Slut, I just lovefeeling your hairless body. You are a wonderful combination of both a manand a woman.” I answered,” And You are so beautiful a person, bothphysically and in spirit.” She said, ” Just now you made great love as a manand earlier I made love to you in your female role, I honestly can’t saywhich I enjoyed more.” I ran my long fingernails lightly over her breastsand told her, ” Pat Darling, I prefer what we just did, but would gladly beyours to use any way you want.” She said,” You are so sweet, I’ll talk withChris and see if we can’t work out some kind of an arrangement where we canshare your services.” We fell asleep in each other’s arms.SaturdayThe sun was shining in the window when Pat awakened me with a kiss. She washolding my garter belt, hose and shoes. ” Let’s go out with the others,please put these on for me.” Once I had put them on I resumed my Slut role.I stopped by the bathroom to reapply my makeup and comb my hair. Walkinginto the kitchen I could scarcely keep from laughing. Wayne was wearing mylacy apron and cooking breakfast. He had a black eye, his wrists werebruised and his bare ass bore welts obviously made by Jake’s belt. Patlightly ran her hand over his ass causing him to wince. She said with mockconcern, ” That looks so sore Wayne, how was your wedding night?” Wayne justglared at her, feeling very embarrassed about having lipstick on. He knewthat everyone knew what his night had been like. Hell!Pat sat down at the table with Chris, Brian and Jake, while I remainedstanding servilely. Chris gave me a light kiss on the cheek and asked, “Didyou have a good night Slut?” I answered, “Yes Mistress, I did.” Brian said,”A lot better than Wayne’s I’ll bet!” and broke out laughing. Jake pulled meonto his lap and gave me a kiss. “Good morning Slut, I missed your companylast night.” he said. He fondled my ass then added,” But I now have a newBitch, and this one I can take home with me.” Wayne came into the room withthe beginnings of breakfast. I helped him set the table and deliver thefood. I knew that Wayne really wanted to lay into me, but we both remainedsilent as polite maids, refilling coffee cups and so forth until theyfinished eating.After the table was cleared off, dishes done, and kitchen cleaned up, Jakeannounced that it was time for he and Bitch to be going. He said,” I’ve gotto take Her shopping for some sexy clothes and other stuff. We’re going outdancing tonight!” Wayne’s face was a picture of sheer terror. Not only hadhe been brutally ****d last night, but he was now considered as Jake’sproperty. There was an exchange of thanks. Jake thanked Chris for herhospitality and the use of Slut. Chris thanked Jake for making Slut into areal woman and for doing it in front of her. Wayne thanked Pat for the sexhe had enjoyed with her, but nearly choked on the words when Jake made himthank her for introducing him to Jake. “No problem Bitch, it was mypleasure.” Pat said with great sincerity. Jake took the apron off of Wayneand wrapped him in a pink robe he had borrowed from Chris. As he carriedhim out the door, he remarked,” You can throw out those other clothes, I’llreturn the robe.”When they were gone, Brian said, ” That sure didn’t turn out the way Iexpected, I had brought Jake as a favor for Chris. I knew that she wantedto see Slut fucked by a man and Jake was just the guy.” Pat chirped in with,” I’m sure it came as a surprise to Wayne too!” Brian gave Chris and Patboth a kiss, then said,” Chris I had a really wonderful time with you asalways, and I am really looking forward to a weekend alone with you.” Hethen turned and left also. When the door closed behind him it was quietalmost like the last eighteen hours hadn’t occurred.Chris broke the silence with,” Slut get your maid outfit on it’s time tochange the beds, do laundry and clean the house. Pat and I are going toplay computer games for a bit and then take a nap.” The game wasn’t overyet! I went into the bedroom to don my Slut clothes, the same things I’dworn at the start of last night’s activities. As soon as I was dressed, Istripped the sheets off of our king-sized bed and remade the bed with cleanlinnens. I did the same with the guest bed and then took the soiled sheetsalong with our regular laundry to the basement laundry room. Great care wasneeded to carry that overly full basket down the stairs wearing heels as Iwas. I knew that it would be easy to trip and fall.Once I had things sorted and the first load running, I went to the Basementbedroom to replace those sheets. The bed was totally disheveled fromWayne’s struggles and the blood spots on the sheets was evidence that Jakehad torn his virgin ass. “Poor Wayne,” I thought, “At least Chris hadbroken me in gently and Pat’s dildo had loosened my ass up before Jake’sattack!” I gathered the sheets and set them to soak in the laundry sink.Then it was back upstairs to clean the house.Back in our bedroom, I picked up the clothes that Wayne had worn to ourhouse and took them to Chris. “Mistress,” I asked, “What shall I do withthese things?” Chris looked at them with scorn and replied, “Throw them out!I imagine that Bitch now has some pretty new things to wear.” Then showingsome pity added, “Take the stuff in the pockets, put it a paper bag, andwe’ll save it for Her.” A wallet, knife, coins and a nailclipper all wentinto the bag before I set it on the closet shelf. Then pants, shorts,shirt, socks and even shoes went into the trash. It seemed a waste of goodclothes, but Chris was right, Wayne probably had a new outfit by now.I vacuumed the bedrooms and then went back downstairs to load the dryer andput in the second load which included the basement sheets. than backupstairs to vacuum the living and family rooms. When I got to the computerarea, Chris and Pat were both online chatting on an Adult BBS. A glance atthe screens showed that they were busy relating recent events to aninterested audience. Cris saw me arrive and motioned me to kneel and lickher crotch. She loved having me serve her like that while she talked viamodem to both guys and gals. Busy where I was, I couldn’t see what she wastyping, but felt certain that she was telling everyone what she had medoing….maybe even how I was dressed. Hopefully she was using the nameSlut instead of the usual alias I used in there.When Chris was satisfied, she allowed me to get up. I was surprised to seePat wearing the strap-on dildo. While had been busy, she’d put it on toenable her to fuck me again. She had been serious when telling of how muchshe enjoyed the sensations and feelings of power she felt while usurping themale sex role. Chris seemed to use dildo **** to make me feel humiliatedand inferior. Pat actually loved the act for it’s own sake. Either way, IFrom nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Sat Apr 12 11:48:37 1997Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.apfel.de!fu-berlin.de!cs.tu-berlin.de!zrz.TU-Berlin.DE!loch.in-brb.de!bolzen.in-berlin.de!news.all.de!sauveur!nienor.IN-Berlin.DE!nostrumoFrom: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tgSubject: New TG: Date Night: My Descent Into Slavery by 4play (6/7)Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.dDate: 12 Apr 1997 15:48:37 GMTOrganization: The TestsiteLines: 696Message-ID: <5ioasl$76@nienor.in-berlin.de>NNTP-Posting-Host: tinuviel.in-berlin.deXref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:181968 alt.sex.stories.tg:13056Hi.This times we have young couple who have a tradition. Surprisinglythis tradition turns into something which at least one of the coupleto the thought if this tradition was the right idea.As usual I DIDN’T write this story and haven’t any claim on it. Ifyou have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is thenwelcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try toavoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting yourstories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands forstory postings and for nothing else.Enjoy the story.CiaoNostrumo>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<6___Date_Night:__My_Descent_Into_Slavery__________________________by_4play_was going to take it in the rear, but at least with Pat it was for herpleasure!Pat took my hand and led me to the family room where she had me suck on thephallus kneeling in front of her. "Slut you look so cute and sexy with acock in your mouth." she praised while stroking my hair. I could feel thesincerity in her voice. She wasn't being snide or cynical. Suddenly I feltvery pretty and lucky to serve her. When she had me get on all fours, Ieagerly complied. I didn't even mind the application of a generous amountof Vaseline. When she entered me I even thrust back to willingly receiveher. We made passionate love until she reached her wild orgasm and shepulled out and kissed me. I felt thrilled to have pleased her so. Then shepulled my skirt back down, gave me a pat on the rear and ordered, " Back towork Slut, the fun's over for now." She went back to the computer and I wentdown to change loads again. I felt a bit resentful and used, but knew thatthere was work to be done.While I finished the laundry and cleaned the bathrooms the ladies took anap. When the supper was well started, I went to wake them as had beenrequested. They looked so sweet cuddled together in our bed. A glass ofwine before dinner was in order and then feeling content and rested, theyagreed that I should be allowed to eat with them. I was even allowed aglass of wine for myself. It was a very pleasant meal. Chris and Pattalked while I remained silent. Chris told Pat how much she had liked hercompany and assistance. Pat told Chris how she had never had such fun inher entire life. They kissed and hugged each other, more like sisters thanlovers. When they were finished they stripped and went to the hot tub whileI cleaned up the dishes.Chris called, "Bring towels Slut." I hurried out to dry them as they emergedfrom the tub. They had decided that the sleeping part of last night hadbeen too short and announced that it was bedtime. Even as I was wonderingwhere I was to sleep, Chris said, "I think that the three of us girls canfit in one bed tonight." I was thrilled! We went into the bedroom and allthree of us put on short nighties. I was placed in the middle with Chris onone side and Pat on the other. I was really tired from lack of sleep andtoo much sex. I would have been quickly asleep, except female hands fromboth sides began to fondle me. One pair of lips on each nipple and twopairs of hands fondling me soon had my hips thrusting. When I came, theyonce again fed my come to me. almost before they'd rolled over to sleep Iwas dead to the world.SundayThe morning sun awakened Pat first. She threw back the covers to stare atme sleeping in the short nightie for a few minutes before her lips went tomy cock. What a grand way to be awakened! The first thing I saw was hermouth engulfing my cock. As our movements increased, Chris woke up also.She smiled and said, " My Dear Slut, you are such a horny whore. Maybe Ishould put you to work on the streets." I gasped in shock, then saw hersmile and knew that she wasn't serious about that threat when she kissed mefull on the mouth. Chris took my hand and placed it on her crotch. As Ifondled and fingered her bottom she reached over to caress Pat's breasts.We had a three way love thing going which only ended when I came in Pat'smouth. Pat the kissed me transferring the contents of her mouth to mine. Iswallowed it and then kissed Chris.I was sent to make breakfast while the ladies performed their morninggrooming. By the time the meal was ready, so were they. Again I wasallowed with them and even join in the conversation this time. I still hadto serve them and clean up, but they were clearly in a mellow mood thisSunday morning. Chris told Pat, " This has been a great weekend, we'llcertainly have to do this again on a regular basis." Pat shrieked with joyand replied," Oh, Yes!! I would love that very much. This has been thebest time. I want to thank you for your hospitality and especially forsharing your slave with me."About this time, the doorbell rang. When I answered it, there stood Jakeand Wayne. I let them in and they went to the ladies. Wayne was wearing ashort lavender skirt, matching frilly blouse, high heels and makeup. Jakewas carrying the robe he'd borrowed. "I came to return this Chris, and tothank Pat for introducing me to my new bitch. We went out on a round ofsome of the gay bars last night and had a fantastic time before going to myplace to play. We even got invited to an orgy tonight...I think lots ofguys want to try out my latest find." He laughed and added, " I protectedHer last night, but may not tonight." Wayne's shudder was visible. Hewalked unsteadily, possibly due to the newness of walking in heels but itwas also very likely that he had a very sore bottom under that skirt. Chrishad me fetch the sack with Wayne's stuff and give it to Jake. Jake gave mea pat on the ass ordered, "Come Bitch!" and walked out the door. As Waynehurried after him, Pat told him, " Have a good time Faggot."We talked for awhile after they were gone. Pat then decided that it wastime for her to be going also. We all hated to see the weekend end, almostafraid if we broke the spell, it would never be restored. Chris remindedus, "We have another Date Night coming up in two weeks." Thus, with warmkisses all around, Pat departed. Chris gave me a big hug and said," Honey Iwas so proud of you this weekend. You were such a good slave." All of thedegrading things I had been subjected to seemed to dissolve into nothingnesswith her remarks. She loved me and I would die for her.7. ChapterFridayMy wife Chris had told me to get "ready", which I knew meant for me to getinto my role as Slut. This process took over an hour; involving as it didshaving my body, showering, putting on makeup, doing my hair and dressing inmy French maid outfit. As I completed my transformation, I wondered whatChris had planned for tonight. She never informed me ahead of time, feelingthat as her slave I should accept whatever she demanded of me. I knew thatshe had something special planned since she seemed to be unusually excitedas she was getting herself ready to go out.Wanting to please Chris with my appearance, I took extra care shaving mybody very closely, painting my nails bright red, applying my facial makeupjust right and fixing my hair just the way she liked it. I made sure theseams on my nylons were straight before hooking them to my garter belt. Thebra with the cutout nipple areas allowed my nipple rings to hang free. Thesheer white blouse ensured that they would be visible through the fabric. Istepped into the short black skirt and tucked the blouse in tightly to showoff my breasts. Chris was so proud of the way she had made them grow. Hoopearrings and a bracelet completed my outfit. I put on the 4" high heeledshoes and I was "ready".Chris was completely dressed by the time I was finished. I had beenexpecting to see her in the leather outfit she normally wore on theoccasions she was in her Mistress role, but she was dressed as if to go to awedding or similar occasion. She was so beautiful! "Get me a glass of wineSlut" she demanded. I filled a crystal goblet with her favorite wine andbrought it to her. " Get your cosmetic bag and put it in your purse." shetold me. As I went to do that, I deduced that it was going to be anotherovernight ordeal with the Masters and Mistresses we had been with before.Chris looked through my purse and removed the two dollars she found inthere. "You won't be needing any money" she said. My bewilderment aboutthis was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into our driveway. Whenthe doorbell rang, Chris nodded her head indicating that I should answer it.I opened the door to see big, tall and handsome guy standing there in atuxedo. I gave a small curtsy and invited him in. He walked past me as ifI wasn't there to kiss and embrace Chris. I had never seen this guy before.Where had she met him?They kissed for a few minutes before Chris asked "Would you care for a drinkdear Jason?" He replied," Not now, we'd better get going. Thanks anyway."Chris said, " Ok, I'm ready." Then she told me to get the suitcase from thespare bedroom. "Yes Mistress" was my answer. The embarrassment of beingdressed as I was in front of this gentleman was mixed with the hurt ofChris's not even introducing me to him.Jason held open the door for Chris to sit in the front passenger seat. Isat in the back seat holding her bag. We rode down to a seedy part of thecity. They chatted happily about what fun they were going to have on theirtrip. Chris was like a schoolgirl on her first date. Whatever they hadplanned didn't include me!The car stooped in front of a rundown house. I was scared to even be inthis neighborhood, let alone to stop here. Jason got out and opened theDoor for Chris and opened the back door for me to exit. Chris had me leavethe suitcase in the car. Taking me by the hand she led me up to the frontdoor, which opened as if by magic. Mistress Pat stood there. She'dobviously been watching through the window for our arrival. " Come right inSlut, we've been waiting for you!" Pat said. After I walked past her intothe foyer, she got between Chris and I. She gave Chris a warm kiss and hugtelling her " Have fun Chris, we will." Chris cautioned me, "Be a good girlSlut and mind Mistress Pat." As I meekly nodded yes, she left to join Jason.Pat closed and locked the door, even hooking the safety chain, beforeturning to face me."Mistress Chris has plans for a weekend of fun with her new friend Jason andshe kindly lent you to me to use as I see fit." Pat said, then addedominously, "Don't worry, I'll see that you're not bored!" Her hand reachedunder my short skirt and fondled my bare ass. " If you do as you areordered, I won't have to get brutal with you...disobey, or even hesitateover obeying and I can cause you great pain!" I shuddered at her words evenas her caressing was giving me an erection. " Lift up your skirt Slut" shecommanded. I quickly grabbed the hems on either side of my skirt and liftedthem exposing my shaven genitals. Mistress Pat slapped my cock sharply, thepain causing the erection to wilt. She Laughed saying, " We won't beneeding that pitiful thing this weekend, You are going to live up to yourname." " Now get into the kitchen Slut" she ordered, pointing the way.The kitchen was typical of these old houses, linoleum floor, high ceilingand larger than those found in the newer homes. There was a woman sittingat the table sipping coffee. Pat introduced me saying, " This is our slavefor the weekend J. It answers to the name Slut." She continued, " Slut thisis Mistress J, you will obey her orders as well as mine." I replied, " YesMistress Pat." My situation was quite hopeless! I was penniless, dressed asSlut in an area where being on the streets like this could be fatal, andalso under orders from Chris to obey. My only option seemed to be to dowhat they wished and hope that Chris returned soon to reclaim her slave.Mistress J smiled at me and remarked, " Very pretty outfit Slut, We wouldn'twant to ruin it. You'd better take it off and put on that apron." Ihesitated for a moment, unsure of where I was to change. Pat slapped me onthe ass and ordered, " Strip Slut!" My fingers unbuttoned my blouse andundid my skirt. Pat took my clothes as they were shed. "Leave the bra on,it makes your titties look cute. The hose and shoes can stay also." J said.She handed me a short apron that went from my waist to just barely coveringmy privates. Now even the skimpy protection of my short skirt and sheerblouse was gone! I felt so terribly vulnerable."We have lots of work for Slut to do while she's here, shall we have her getstarted or play a bit first Mistress J?" Pat asked. J quickly answered,"Let's play with her first! I've been looking forward to this and gettinghornier by the minute." Each of the ladies slipped a finger through one ofmy nipple rings and led me down the hall. They walked fast enough to makeit difficult for me to keep up in my heels, but the pain in my nipplesensured that I'd follow them to the bedroom.Mistress J sat on the edge of the bed, opened her robe and spread herthighs. " Lick my clit Slut." she ordered. I started to kneel down to geta better angle but that move was halted by a quick smack of a whip on mybare ass. Pat had picked up a short whip somewhere and seemed eager to useit. " Just bend over from the waist." she demanded. A smile crossed herface, as if she just had a new idea, and she said," Better yet, grab yourankles Slut and hold that position." When I did that, she took a roll ofduct tape and taped my wrists to my ankles. What an uncomfortable andvulnerable position this was!Pat was strapping on a big dildo as she said to J, "This way Way we can bothhave fun dear." J laughed as she pulled my head to her crotch saying, " Whata great idea." I started licking around the pussy lips. J grabbed both ofmy nipple rings and ordered, " Suck my clit slut!" I started sucking on herclit gently. A quick on my nipple rings was followed by, " Harder, suck itharder!" I began sucking as hard as I could. If I pleased them it wouldminimize the pain inflicted on me.Sucking and slurping slavishly at J's crotch, I had briefly forgotten aboutPat. I was rudely reminded of her presence when she shoved a lube coveredfinger up my ass. J tugged on my nipple rings to remind me to keep sucking.I kept sucking even as Pat shoved in two fingers and worked them aroundinside me. J was really getting worked up now and put her legs over myshoulders. Her hips were bucking up and down making it hard to keep herclit in my lips. Pat chose this moment to ram the dildo into it's target.I was sucking and being fucked at the same time. Pat's thrusts wereinstantly transmitted to J's clit, which drove her wild. Soon she Pushed meaway and wound up just laying there shuddering in sexual bliss. Patcontinued r****g my ass until she also climaxed and withdrew that terribledildo from my ass. She went to J and kissed her warmly. the two Ladiescaressed and cuddled for some time, enjoying the warm afterglow of orgasmicsex. I stood bent over, in heels, exhausted, sweating and awaiting theirnext whim.J said, " Oh Pat, that sensation was so fabulous! I could feel your everystroke on my clit! You should try that sometime." Pat looked at me andsaid, " Why not now? We don't have anything better to do at the moment, andSlut is still in position." They both laughed at my obvious inability toalter their decision. After smoking a cigarette, they changed places. Paton the bed and J wore the strap-on.The scene this time was somewhat different. Pat preferred me to lick moregently and J stood still and made me do the moving with my rear. Shethought it was funny making me fuck myself using her dildo. Fortunately,since the Ladies were starting from a higher state of arousal, this secondround didn't take nearly as long. After the Ladies were both satisfiedsexually, they again lay together looking at me standing there. I was soreall over. My ass felt like it was on fire, my nipples throbbed, myshoulders ached from the strain of my position and I had cramps in my legs.Pat reached over and turned the apron around so it covered my ass. she tookmy cock in her hand and began stroking it.Pat said, " Watch this J. It's just like milking a cow." So saying sheproceeded to masturbate me. Despite the pain I was feeling I began movingmy hips as her ministrations were having the desired effect. When I beganto spurt, J caught my ejaculate in her hand saying, "Come on bitch, give itall to me!". They kept milking me until they felt they had every drop. Jput her cum-filled hands up to my mouth and commanded, " Lick it up, all ofit! Then swallow it!" They giggled as I lapped up and swallowed my ownsemen. Pat stated, " You need to get used to the taste of cum, there may bemore coming!" With that statement, I knew that they had more torment instore for me.Pat took mercy on me and tore the tape holding my wrists to my anklesallowing me to stand upright. She told me, " Get into the shower and getyourself cleaned up. You need to redo your makeup, You look a mess!" " YesMistress." I replied and went into the bathroom she had pointed me toward.once there I stripped off the few remaining articles of clothing and stoodsoaking in the hot water. It took awhile before I felt refreshed enough toleave the comfort of the stall. When I stepped out, my clothes had beenlaid on the counter beside my makeup bag. I redid my facial makeup, brushedmy hair and got dressed again. Looking in the full length mirror on theback of the door, it was hard to tell how badly I had been used so shortlybefore. I set out to find my Mistresses, ready to resume my service tothem.Pat and J were sitting in the living room, sipping wine. They had cleanedup and changed clothes while I was gone. Upon sighting me, J said, " Hownice you look Slut, our guests will be pleased." Pat added, " They should behere shortly. You will be a good slave while they are here, won't youSlut?". I murmured, "Yes Mistress Pat." Pat motioned me to kneel in frontof her where she caressed my hair gently. She put her glass to my lips andgave me a sip of her wine. This gentle treatment was in sharp contrast toher earlier behavior, but I appreciated it greatly. As I became relaxed shetold me, " We are having some friends drop by shortly for some fun. I toldMistress Chris that we'd give you a safeword to use if things got too muchfor you." That was welcome news to me! Knowing there would be an escaperoute open would make enduring whatever was to come much more bearable. IfI could stop when I decided, it almost made my participation optional. Patinformed me, " Tonight your safeword is 'Nigger'." Both ladies giggled atthis choice. It wasn't a word that came up in conversation anymore, but Iknew I would use it if necessary.The doorbell rang and Pat indicated with a wave of her hand that I shouldanswer it. I still felt embarrassed to be seen by strangers in my Slutoutfit, but hurried to open the door. There stood five black men! Theybrushed by me as I gave a polite curtsy. The last one in bolted the doorbehind him, then gave me a push propelling me to follow after the rest. Isuddenly felt very weak, as the significance of my "safeword" dawned on me.To use it might prove fatal! I had never felt so helpless in all of mylife.The new arrivals were all dressed in similar fashion and I knew they weregang members. Now I understood why these two ladies dared to live in thisneighborhood, they were protected by this gang. What the ladies did todeserve such a status, I didn't know but, I had an ominous feeling that myservices might be a partial payment. A wave of fear caused me to shiver.Fear for my life was a far stronger emotion than the normal humiliation anddegradation. Tonight I was truly a slave!The leader of the group was a big man, over 6'4" tall. Everyone called himKing. He was receiving kisses from the ladies. Pat said, " Take the men'scoats Slut and hang them in the hall closet." I replied, " Yes Mistress Pat,I'll do it at once." As the men removed their jackets, it became clear thatthey were all armed with automatics in shoulder holsters. They lived in adangerous world and were ready for trouble. I took their jackets, hung themin the closet, and hurried back for more orders. Mistress J said sweetly, "Get the men some drinks like a dear won't you Slut?" As I went to each manto ask what they preferred, I heard King's deep voice saying, " Your whiteslave is kinda cute, and obedient too." The men all laughed at his remark.I blushed with shame.During the next hour or so I had served several rounds of drinks and theatmosphere had grown steadily more sexual. The ladies and most of the guyswere naked. Mistress J ordered me, " Come over here and demonstrate yourpussy-eating skills Slut." I went to where she was sitting next to King,knelt between her thighs, and began licking. This brought a chuckle fromthe guys, who thought that such a thing was beneath their dignity. Icontinued until J felt she was ready for sex. She pushed my head back andtold me, " Now get King ready too!" I turned my head to find him standingnaked with his cock inches from my lips. " Go ahead white bitch, suck mybig black cock!" he demanded. It was big! My white fingers were in starkcontrast to it as I held it and gently licked around the head. My paintedlips parted and I took it into my mouth. The other guys were chanting, "Suck Slut, suck Slut" in unison as I tried to keep from choking on thesteadily growing organ. It didn't take long before he was fully erect andthrew me aside to bury himself in Mistress J.No sooner had he began pumping away, when another man stepped in front of meand said, " My turn next, Suck me bitch!" Knowing that I had no choice inthe matter, I decided to make it as pleasurable for him as possible. Sinceresistance was out of the question, perhaps slavish submission would ensuremy survival. I licked around the head, gently flicking my tongue on hisglans until he was getting aroused before taking it into my mouth. Even asI sucked, I stimulated the bottom of his shaft with my tongue. It didn'ttake long for before he was thrusting into my mouth as if it were a pussy.I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, but kept sucking and cooing.He was really going wild now! he grabbed my head in his hands and fucked mymouth until he came what seemed like gallons in my mouth. When he hadfinished spurting, he withdrew and released my head from his vise-like grip." Swallow it Slut" he ordered. I, of course, did. " Sorry Pat", he said, "I'll have to do you a bit later, I just got carried away." He was trying toact cool about it, but I noticed that his legs were still trembling from theorgasm he had just experienced. Pat replied, " No problem Tyrone, we havelots of time."Mistress J and King were getting close to orgasm now, judging bye the soundsthat were coming from the couch. While the rest all watched theirperformance; I was granted a brief, badly needed respite. King finallystiffened his body then relaxed on top of J, her thrashing legs ceased theirwild movement and wrapped around his back. They lay like this for severalsilent minutes before King withdrew his now spent cock and stood up saying," Get over here Slut and lick up my cum." I hurried to obey, tying to ignorethe derisive laughter of the guys. Mistress J spread her thighs exposingher jism oozing pussy. " Lap that wonderful stuff up Slut. That came froma REAL man, maybe it will do you some good!" She joined in with the laughteras I lapped and sucked at her pussy. She added," Although with a sissyslave like you, I doubt that anything would help!" Tears of humiliationstreamed down my cheeks as I licked her pussy clean.Upon completion of my 'cleaning service' I was sent to fetch another roundof drinks. King and J were sitting on the couch when I delivered theirdrinks. Pat and Tyrone were sitting on the love seat as I served theirs.The other three guys stood, patiently awaiting their turn for fun. As Iserved the last one his drink he asked, " Tyrone, how was this bitch'smouth? Is it worth using?" Tyrone laughed and said, " I'd have killed tohave that Slut when I was in prison!" Several of them gave knowing nodswhich let me know they had been incarcerated too. King magnanimouslyproclaimed, " Go for it men, have some fun, Pat won't mind a bit. Will youDear?" Pat responded, " Not a bit King, my slave is your slave."With this statement of approval the other guys moved in on me. Tyrone said," Fuck that sweet mouth Jesse! You'll find it very hot!" Jesse dropped hispants exposing his turgid cock. I shuddered and began to kneel, whenanother guy grabbed me by the hips from behind. " Just bend over and takeit in your mouth Slut." he told me. I wondered about the reason for thisfor only a few seconds before he added," I haven't had any whiteboy asssince prison, and I'll bet yours is tight." As I bent over to service Jesseorally, the guy behind me threw my skirt up onto my back exposing my barerear. Even before I had taken Jesse's cock into my mouth I felt a fingerroughly invade my anus. Pat said, " Here Ramon, catch!" She threw him atube of lube as she told him, " This will keep that slave ass from makingyour dick sore." I suspected that Pat was also looking out for me and gladthat she had intervened so skillfully. The lube would ease my pain!Ramon greased up my ass, then thrust himself in to the hilt with such forcethat only because he was holding my hips prevented me from toppling forwardto the floor. Jesse was enjoying the same treatment I had previously givenTyrone. I was impaled front and rear! My assailants quickly synchronizedtheir movements so that as one was thrusting the other was withdrawing. Mybody moved helplessly to their rhythm. Teetering on my high heels, I wasmerely a receptacle for their lusty pleasure!The sight of my dual **** amused the spectators as it was accompanied byeshouts of, "Fuck that slave", " Give it to her" and other such comments.These guys were young, virile and horny so it didn't last nearly as long asit seemed to me. Jesse came in my mouth about the same time I felt Ramon'shot load release deep in my ass. I was so weak and exhausted that I sank tomy knees when released by my tormentors. While they bowed and acceptedcongratulations on their performance, I was oozing cum from both ends inpainful shame. No doubt I looked a mess, I had been ridden hard! Notknowing what else to do with the cum in my mouth, I swallowed it.Any hope of being able to rest for a bit were quickly dashed when theremaining guy ordered, " Get on all fours Slut. I want some of that asstoo!" Wearily I got on my hands and knees, dreading another invasion of myalready sore ass. This guy had been stroking himself erect during my dual**** and wasted no time inserting himself partly inside my slimy ass. Hereached around and opened my blouse to get access to my nipple rings. Heannounced, " I was watching these things twitch while you were fucking mybrothers and thought they might be fun and useful things to play with." Heput a finger through each ring, then pulled me back forcing his cockcompletely inside of me. In order to avert as much pain as possible Ifollowed his forward and backward tugs with my body. He was using my nipplerings to make me fuck him in the same manner as Mistress J had earlier done,only he was much rougher! He kept me humping at a frantic pace until he tooclimaxed inside of me. "This is one Hot slave you have Pat!" he remarked ashe got up giving me a swat on my fanny. Pat smiled graciously and said, "Why thank you Jerome, it's so sweet of you to say that."King stood up and said, " Men I think we'd better get cleaned up and getgoing soon, we have a meeting for a deal we don't want to miss." As hestarted for the shower, he said, " Come with me Slut." I struggled to myfeet and followed him, with his men close behind me. He stepped into theshower, adjusted the water and handed me the soap and a rag. " Get in hereand wash me slave." he commanded. I quickly stripped off my clothes,stepped into the shower and began soaping his body. He seemed pleased bythe reverence shown when washing his genitals. When he was finished he hadme dry him off and kiss his ass as a sign of submission. He dressed andleft the room.No sooner had he left, then the other 4 guys entered the bathroom. Theycrowded around where I was still kneeling in the shower. Tyrone said, " Wewant to show how we feel towards white sissies." Then all four of them beganurinating on me. The yellow streams hit my hair, face and body leaving medrenched and reeking. They were laughing as they did it, adding to myhumiliation. When they finished, they all left except Ramon. He looked atme with some sign of pity in his eyes and reassured me by telling me, "don't feel so bad, if you hadn't pleased them so well sexually, they'd havepissed in your mouth." He turned and left to catch up with the rest. Evenkneeling in stinking shame, I did have something to be thankful for.I was too spent to even move and just knelt there crying until Pat and Jwalked in. Pat said softly, " You were wonderful Slut! I am so proud ofyou. She and J turned on the shower allowing the warm water to wash awaythe urine. They washed me, shampooed my hair and even dried me off. WhileI sat on the toilet they blow- dried my hair and styled it. J retouched mymakeup and gave me a pink babydoll nightie to wear. By the time they werefinished I had stopped trembling. they took me by the hands and led me totheir bedroom. Pat said, " We had planned on having you sleep tied up inthe cellar, but considering how traumatic your evening has been, you cansleep with us." "Thank you Mistress Pat." I meekly responded. Layingbetween the two mistresses, my exhausted body was soon asleep.SaturdayThe next morning I was awakened by soft hands fondling my genitals. As soonas I opened my eyes, Pat swung her leg over my head so she sat astride myface. "Good morning Slut" she said cheerfully, " Time to resume yourduties!" She pressed her pussy to my mouth. I knew by now what she likedand began to gently lick her lips and clit. J lifted my legs over hershoulders, applied a generous dose of lube to my ass and began dildo fuckingme. My mouth welcomed the sweet vaginal juices. They were infinitelypreferable to the male cum of the previous night! My ass, while still sore,now easily accommodated J's dildo. This dual assault on my body was almostpleasant compared with the brutal degrading ordeal of last night.After both of the ladies had been sexually satisfied, they kissed andcuddled each other. Pat ordered me, " Get up and fix our breakfast Slut." Ireplied, " Yes Mistress Pat." and got out of bed to get started on mychores. Not wanting to walk around barefoot, I stepped into my high heeledshoes. They did make my legs look nice. The pink babydoll nightie didn'tcover much, coming only to my waist, so when I got to the kitchen I put onthe lacy apron. First I got the coffee going, then searched around to findout what was available to make a breakfast suitable for the ladies. I foundthe essential ingredients for veggie omelets and crepes.By the time the crepes were ready for the pan, the coffee was done. Ipoured two cups of coffee, placed them on a tray with cream, sugar andspoons; then carried this to the bedroom. The ladies seemed pleased withsuch service. J said, " How sweet of you dear slave." I curtsied gracefullyand replied, " Thank you Mistress J." Pat gestured for me to leave, so Ireturned to complete the breakfast preparation. Just as I had everythingcooked and the table set; the ladies walked into the room. They wore silkenrobes which made them look sexy, but elegant. Taking seats at the table,they chatted happily as I served their meals. Pat fondled my bare bottom asI placed her omelet in front of her. I gave coquettish wriggle, not wantingto displease her.Even after they had finished a leisurely breakfast, and I had cleared offthe table, they sat discussing the day's planned activities. I washed anddried the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and then returned for furtherinstructions. Pat said, " Mistress J, I think it's time for the old onetwo, don't you think so?" J replied, " Yes Mistress Pat, I think our sissydeserves it." Pat reached under my nightie, grabbed my nipple rings and gavethem a twisting tug. My cock jumped to erection, whereupon J gave it aslap. They got a regular routine going; tug, slap, tug, slap; which theycontinued until despite my best efforts, I spurted cum. They both giggledwith delight as I stood there aching and drained. J crowed, "It alwaysworks on sissies!"The rest of the morning and early afternoon, I did laundry, cleanedbathrooms, vacuumed carpets and all other assigned tasks. Around 3pm Pattold me, " That's enough for now Slut, go take a bath and get ready." Ireplied. " Yes Mistress Pat." I couldn't help wondering, " Get ready forwhat?" as the tub filled with water. Mistress J walked into the bathroom asI was finishing washing. She had me stand, picked up her razor and beganshaving me. She said, " I know you're used to doing this yourself, but itpleases me to shave a sissy. Smooth hairless bodies turn me on." I turned,lifted arms, legs and generally moved as needed to give her the neededaccess to places to be shaved. Since I had just shaved closely yesterday,this process didn't require much time. She told me to finish getting readyand report to the bedroom when I was done. " Don't bother dressing, we'llfind something different for you to wear." "Yes Mistress J." was my reply.She turned and left me to start doing my hair.Using the dryer and curling iron, I soon had my hair styled properly. Thepermanent that Chris had given me made the job so much easier. Even thoughshe had given it to me as part of my feminization, it did make doing my hairmuch easier. Doing my face was next, a process that I had down pat by now.Even putting mascara on my long fake eyelashes came easily now. As soon asmy face was made up, I painted my nails and was ready to report. I walkednaked into the bedroom where Pat and J were getting dressed." Well our slave is all clean and needs something to wear." Pat said. Jreached down to my scrotum, gently pushed each of my balls up inside of mybody, pulled my dick back between my legs and secured it there with ducttape. " We can't have unsightly bulges down there." she said. Mybewilderment grew as she put a sanitary napkin and belt on me. She handedme a brand new pair of pantyhose and had me put them on. As I rolled themup my smooth legs, it became clear that these were normal hose, not like theslutty mesh ones Chris had me wear. When they were in place, J gave me ablack bra without the nipple cutouts I was used to. It was padded to fillme out to a full c-cup. A quick look in the mirror revealed the verystriking feminine figure I now had. I was handed a patterned, knee length,full skirt and a non-transparent matching blouse. This outfit lookedsomewhat sexy when I had it on, but it was a great improvement over thetrashy image I projected in my Slut outfit. The matching shoes had a modest2" heel and would be easier to move around in than my normal ones. Pat gaveme matching gold hoop earrings, necklace and bracelets to complete theoutfit. When I had everything on, Pat sprayed me with her perfume saying,"Now you look and smell very feminine Slut."The ladies being ready already, J said, " Ok, let's get going." "Going?Going where?" I wondered as they took my hands and led me to the garage.Pat drove us to the Mall, parked the car, then announced, " We are goingshopping girls!" Oh how badly I wanted to refuse to leave the car, butknowing that I had to obey them, I went with them into the mall clutching mypurse like a security blanket. They took me through several ladies clothingstores, embarrassing me in each of them by holding dresses, items oflingerie and so on up to me and talking openly how each of these would be aturn on for Tyrone and his friends. They even bought a few things forthemselves. About the time they were seriously discussing having me trysome things on, the store we were in announced that it would soon beclosing. I felt very relieved when we returned to the car. At least myexposure to strangers was greatly reduced while I was in their house.J was driving, with me sitting between her and Pat. Pat squeezed my paddedbreasts, which caused my rings to send twinges of pain through my nipplesdespite being buried under the padding. J caressed my thigh with one handas she drove. My trapped cock was unable to rise even though I was gettingturned on. By the time I was breathing heavy, we pulled into the parkinglot of a bistro. "Let's get something to eat and have a few drinks." Jsaid. I tried to regain my composure as we entered the place. J led theway to a large u-shaped booth near the back of the room. They ushered meinto the back of the U and sat on either side of me. The waitress broughtus menus but, Pat said, " We don't need menus, bring us three Chef saladsand a liter of white wine." The waitress returned with the wine and told usthat our food would be ready shortly. Pat poured the wine, raised her glassand said, " To the girls night out!" J and I clinked our glasses againstPat's and we sipped our wine. Even though I was only dressed as one, itfelt good to be one of the girls!While we ate our meal and chatted quietly, I noticed that the place wasfilling up. A band was setting up on the stage and the staff was clearingaway some of the tables. J said, " they have dancing here after 9pm, thisplace really gets jumping then." I had a sudden attack of fear; what if someguy asked me to dance? " Will we be staying that long Mistress?" I asked,hoping that the answer would be no. " Why not? we came here for some fundidn't we?" Pat replied. I shuddered and looked around the room. The crowdwas mostly working class men. Construction workers, a few urban cowboys andother assorted rednecks. " Mistress Pat, if they find out I'm really aguy..." I pleaded, my voice trailing off as the very thought of beingdiscovered sank in. " Don't whine Slut! If they fondle your crotch, justtell them you're having your period." Pat snapped. Ah, now the purpose ofthe sanitary pad became obvious, they had planned this outing all along!Pat signaled the waitress to bring us some more wine. " This was paid forby the gentleman at the bar, the cowboy." the waitress announced as she setdown the liter bottle. She then asked if we were finished eating. Patnodded yes and the dishes were cleared off. Pat raised her glass and smiledat the cowboy to thank him for his generosity. He smiled back and walkedover to our booth just as the band started playing. "Good evening ladies,my name is Ray. Mind if I join you?" Pat and J smiled sweetly and saidthey'd like that. Pat introduced me as " Becky", which I thought was niceof her. Slut would have seemed so blatant in here! I managed a shy smile,but was very nervous about the developing situation. Ray waved as a signalfor two of his buddies to join us. Two guys sitting at the bar hurriedright over to us.Joe introduced them saying, " This tall guy is Joe and the other one isPedro, they work with me at the job site." Joe was tall and thin; Pedro wasshorter but, heavier built. It turned out that they were ironworkersworking on the new skysc****r under construction. I listened politely asthey talked about their jobs, what good money they were making and howlovely they thought we three ladies were. Ray took Pat out to dance to afast number. J and Pedro were busy flirting with each other, so Joe slidnext to me. As he talked with me, his hand dropped to caress my thigh. "Please don't do that." I pleaded softly, then added, " This place is toopublic." He replied, " Sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'mjust really horny tonight and I couldn't resist." I smiled coyly at him andsaid, " You won't get lucky with me tonight Joe, wrong time of the month."He nodded knowingly and said, " That's ok Becky, I enjoy your company."Despite his outward sincerity, I knew he was inwardly cursing his bad luck.Pat and Ray finished their dance; when they rejoined us Pat asked if J and Iwanted to join her in a trip to the " little girls" room. We grabbed ourpurses and followed her. I was really needing to go bad by now, but hadbeen afraid to make the trip by myself. Dressed as I was the men's room wasout of the question! Once inside I went right into an empty stall pulleddown the pantyhose and pad and relieved myself while sitting on the toilet.No wonder it took women so long in the restroom, there was so much torearrange when finished. By the time all was back in place, Pat and J wereboth waiting by the sinks.Pat looked at me and said, " Better fix your lipstick Slut." As I wasretouching my lips, Pat informed me, " We are going to take these guys hometonight for sex. You be very sweet to Joe." I responded, " Yes MistressPat, but I already told him that it was the wrong time of the month for me!"The ladies looked at each other, then started laughing. J told me, " You'lljust have to entertain him in other ways. It's got to be easier than whatyou went through last night!" We left to rejoin the guys.We chatted with the guys awhile before Joe asked me to dance to a slow song.He held me close with my padded breasts rubbing against his chest. I couldfeel his erection rub against my crotch and he was kissing my neck as wedanced. If my own cock wouldn't have been so restrained, it would haveresponded by getting hard. Joe was turning me on! By our third dance ofthe evening the talk at the table was openly about going home to party.During what was to be our last dance before leaving I whispered to Joe, "Maybe this is your lucky night after all. I can take care of you, but Iwant to stay dressed. Ok big boy?" Joe being aroused and horny agreedreadily.They guys paid our tab and escorted us out of the place. In the parkinglot, Pat said, " Joe and Becky can ride with Ray and I, Pedro and J canfollow us in our car." Everyone agreed and we got underway. Joe wasfondling my breasts, French kissing me and having me fondle his cock all theway home. I knew that he'd be easy to satisfy, and relaxed a bit. He was agood kisser, even though he smelled of beer.From nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE Sat Apr 12 11:48:50 1997Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.apfel.de!fu-berlin.de!cs.tu-berlin.de!zrz.TU-Berlin.DE!loch.in-brb.de!bolzen.in-berlin.de!news.all.de!sauveur!nienor.IN-Berlin.DE!nostrumoFrom: nostrumo@nienor.IN-Berlin.DE (Nostrumo)Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tgSubject: New TG: Date Night: My Descent Into Slavery by 4play (7/7)Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.dDate: 12 Apr 1997 15:48:50 GMTOrganization: The TestsiteLines: 186Message-ID: <5ioat2$77@nienor.in-berlin.de>NNTP-Posting-Host: tinuviel.in-berlin.deXref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories:181966 alt.sex.stories.tg:13054Hi.This times we have young couple who have a tradition. Surprisinglythis tradition turns into something which at least one of the coupleto the thought if this tradition was the right idea.As usual I DIDN’T write this story and haven’t any claim on it. Ifyou have some usefull hints or some good coments, your mail is thenwelcome. Flames, you know, they will be piped to /dev/null.If you are an author and wish to remain anonymouns or just try toavoid the replies to your work. I offer you the chance of posting yourstories and collecting the response for you. This offer only stands forstory postings and for nothing else.Enjoy the story.CiaoNostrumo>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> cut here with a sharp knife <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<_Date_Night:__My_Descent_Into_Slavery__________________________by_4play_ 7Once in the house Pat said, " Becky get us some drinks like a dear." I knewthat her sugary request was really an order so replied, " I'd be delightedto." Joe went with me and helped carry them back to the others. J and Pedrowere necking on the couch, Pat and Ray on the loveseat were similarlyengaged, so Joe sat in the stuffed chair and pulled me onto his lap. Thesight of the other two couples engaged in heavy petting excited Joe,overcoming his reluctance about getting involved in the same room withothers. " I've never been in orgy before, is this going to be one?" heasked. I encouraged him by saying, " Just relax and go with the flow Hon."This was not a deceitful statement on my part, I didn't know what the ladieswere in the mood for, nor what would happen. I was as much in the dark asJoe was.Ray had Pat topless by now and was sucking on her nipples as she opened hispants and began fondling his cock to full erection. She reached down andslipped off her panties and swung astride his lap to sit on his cock.Taking his cowboy hat off of his head, she put on herself, yelled, " Yeehaw!Ride him cowgirl!" She moved her hips in response to his wild thrusts,looking very much like a bronc rider at a rodeo. This frantic pace couldn'tbe handled for long by Ray and he soon came deep inside Pat. She was notsatisfied sexually, but flattered Ray by telling him what a stud he was.She rolled off his lap and ordered, " Becky come here and lick me clean."I got off Joe's lap, went to kneel between Pat's legs and began licking hervagina. All three men gasped at the sight of me lapping up Ray's cum. Theyhad never seen such a thing before and it was a real turn on for them. Evenas I was being so humiliated, I thought to myself, " At least now Joe won'twant to kiss me!" When Pat reached her orgasm, she said, " Thanks Becky, youmay return to Joe now." I got up and walked back to Joe, who had his cockout by now. With no words spoken I knelt, took his cock into my mouth andbegan sucking. His hands held my head in place. I had been accurate in myguess that Joe would be easy to get off, he came in less than a minute!When I had collected every drop of his semen in my mouth, I got up andkissed him deeply returning it to it's owner. This action had been sototally unexpected by him and surprised him so much that he just acceptedit. He sat, shocked into immobility, as I darted away to take a swig of mydrink. He grabbed his beer and guzzled down most of it trying to wash thetaste of his own cum out of his mouth.Ray laughed loudly at Joe then proclaimed, " Joe, by god, now you are acocksucker by proxy!" This remark brought a guffaw from Pedro and a titterfrom Pat and J. Pat consoled Joe, " Come on Joe, be a good sport. Didn'tyou just get the best blow job you ever had?" J, who was naked by now, added" At least now you know how good it tastes!" Joe tried to smile and take itas a joke. I was sure that if the others weren't here, he would haveattacked me. Pedro rolled J to her back and began pumping away. Thiserotic sight served to distract Joe from his confused emotional state ofmind and he began to casually stroke his limp cock as he watched Pedro inaction.Pedro and J did put on quite a show. Pedro was long lasting enough to bringJ to several orgasms before reaching his own. J's moaning and thrashingaround left no doubt as to how much she was enjoying it. Ray was now havingsecond thoughts about his own performance. Joe was unsure of whether or nothe had enjoyed his blowjob enough to offset it's aftermath. Pedro wasclearly the guy entitled to bragging rights over this evening'sentertainment! This was evident by how happily he kissed all of us as theywere getting ready to leave. Ray kissed Pat and thanked her for a wonderfultime, but just waved to J and I. Joe kissed my hand before leaving,completely ignoring my pursed lips.As soon as the guys had left, Pat and J both hugged me. "That waspriceless!" Pat squealed. J was chuckling hard, but managed to say, " I'dloved to have a picture of the look on Joe's face when he got a mouthful ofhis own cum!" I gave them a respectful curtsy and followed them to thebedroom. They stripped naked for bed, and then helped me get undressed. Itwas briefly painful when they ripped off the restraining duct tape, but itfelt wonderful to have my cock free again.Pat directed me, " Go ahead Slut, masturbate for us." I had been aroused bygoing out in public, shopping for lingerie, dining with the ladies, dancingand necking with Joe and this release was badly needed! While it was a bitembarrassing to be stroking myself in front of the ladies, it also feltgreat! As soon as it seemed my orgasm was imminent, Pat demanded, " Don'tspill it on the carpet, catch it in your other hand." I managed to gasp out," Yes Mistress Pat." even though breathing rather heavily. When I hadmilked myself into my hand, J ordered, " Now swallow it Slut!" I lapped mysemen from my own hand and swallowed it. At least I was used to the tasteof my own stuff. I greatly preferred it to that of other men. Masturbatingwas less degrading than having to suck off another guy! J praised me, "That's a good cum drinker we have here Pat." Pat replied, " Yes indeed,Chris has trained Slut well."Pat handed me a blanket and told me, " You will sleep on the floor besideour bed tonight like a devoted slave." I laid on the floor and covered mynaked body with the blanket. The sounds coming from the bed made it obviousthat Pat and J were making female love. Even though it was exciting tolisten to, due to my state of exhaustion, I was soon sound asleep.SundayThe next morning I was awakened by Pat tapping my shoulder. The ladies hadme get into bed with them and service each of them orally. They did toywith my nipple rings, but neither of them ****d my ass this time. I wasthankful for that, since it had become very sore from overuse the past twodays. After each of them was satisfied, Pat told me, " Get yourself cleanedup. Better get back into your Slut outfit, Mistress Chris will be comingfor you today." This exciting announcement meant that my ordeal would soonbe over!While getting "ready", I used extra care with every detail. I wanted Christo be pleased when she saw me again. Pat and J hadn't been brutal with meand I had served them to please Chris; but I desperately wanted to be out ofthis place before the gang guys returned. They really scared me as they hadno friendship nor allegiance to Chris and no regard for her property.When I was fully dressed and made up, I was told to make breakfast. Theladies let me sit and eat with them this morning, which was a very pleasantexperience. We chatted like three girlfriends discussing their Saturdaynight's fun. After breakfast I cleaned up the kitchen, made the bed andgenerally made myself useful while anxiously awaiting Chris's arrival.Finally about 2pm, the doorbell rang. I hurried to answer it's call. Iopened the door and there stood Chris! She looked so beautiful! She had aradiant glow about her that showed that she had enjoyed her weekend. I gaveher a curtsy, kissed her hand and led her into the living room. Pat and Jboth hugged her and asked how her weekend had gone. Chris replied, " It wasGreat! Jason took me to see a Broadway play, dancing and fine dining. Westayed in a fancy hotel. He sure knows how to treat a lady on a date!" Theychatted a bit more about Chris's fun weekend before Chris looked at me andasked, " How was Slut? Did my sissy slave behave properly for you?" BothPat and J assured her that I had been a good slave, and related and accountof my weekends activities. Even Chris laughed when they told her about howI had given Joe a mouthful of his own semen. A few more pleasantries wereexchanged, then Chris told me to get my bag, it was time to get going.At the door Chris said, " I want to thank you ladies for baby-sitting myslave for the weekend." Pat replied, " No problem Mistress Chris, it was ourpleasure." J chimed in, " Any time you want to drop him off here again, feelfree to do so." Pat kissed me on the cheek, patted me on the head and said," Slut is so cute." As we walked to Jason's waiting car, another car droveup and King and his men stepped out. King retained his haughty air, butTyrone and the rest of his men whistled, jeered and grabbed their crotches.Shouts of " Hey Slut, Want some more of this?" and other lewd comments mademe blush. Chris simply ignored them and got into the car. I got into theback and Jason drove away. I felt great relief at leaving this place andshuddered to think of what would have happened if Chris had shown up just abit later!Jason drove us to our house. Home was a very welcome sight. It seemed likemuch longer than 2 nights since I'd left it! I hurried into the house andwent right to the bathroom. Chris and Jason talked about how much they hadenjoyed the weekend and said their good-byes. Jason kissed her then said, "We'll have to do this again Chris darling." Chris unhesitatingly answered, "Oh yes Jason, I'd love that!" Even being discretely out of sight in thebathroom, hearing this made me cringe. My wife was so charmed by this guythat it was frightening. I realized that if they had another date, it wouldlikely result in my returning for another weekend of slavery to Pat and J.When Jason finally left, Chris came and kissed me warmly. She told me, "You were a good slave and I'm so proud that you didn't shame me in front ofmy friends." This praise was small payment for all I had endured over theweekend, but was all I was to receive. I'd been hoping that Chris would letme make love to her once we were alone, but my hopes were dashed when Chrissaid, " I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when supper is ready." She walkedinto the bedroom and closed the door. I was left standing in my Slut outfitwith tiny tears running down my cheeks.

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