Uncovering Repressed Desires Ch. 14

Day #3 - Before Breakfast (Donnie's POV)

We continued like husband and wife into the morning. I rolled onto her naked body, long legs splayed out on my bed her warm flesh waking up my cock, that pressed against her arse cheek and sprung to life.

"Mmmmm..." Tess purred, reaching around to stroke me, her hand warm against my shaft. She moved her hips, shifting me into position and I entered her with us both laying on our sides.

"Good morning.... OHhhhhh"

Pulling at her hips, I positioned her on her knees, pushing my cock inside, fucking her from behind. It was more of a "hello dear!" action and as she pulled forward, my dick slid out. She moved me onto my back, riding me, climaxing, my hands on her breasts, rolling her nipples in my fingers.

Married sex, nice! Multiple positions, it's what it should be, not missionary 'bump, bump', release. She rose above me, her hands on the bed, her body to be worshiped. I was staring up at beautiful flesh, breasts, curves, as she slid back onto my cock.

I appreciated her in that moment and I appreciated Mel, regardless of what Lyn was doing to her or what had done to her, his mammoth cock carving channels into her that I couldn't.

"OHHH! Donnie!" She said, climaxing, falling gently forward into my arms. "You'd better not cum. We have a long day ahead."

She slid off so I went to the bathroom and when I returned Tess was sitting on the bed, a naked beauty, looking serious.

"Are you ready to tell Mel everything?"

"No." I said flatly, not pausing, thinking what me and Walter included in that reference. "I promised Walter... well, he's got a plan for how he wants her to discover my involvement with him in particular."

"Everything about your submissive lifestyle, nothing about your dealings with Mr. Donnovan, or the prostitution aspect of it all, that can wait!"

I paused, that was reasonable.

"I can tell her about my Mistress and what training I've been through, yes." I said, then asked. "Why?"

She pulled her phone over and showed me the message from Lyn.

'Mel has been an excellent participant.

I introduced her to one of our couples, and the four of us had a very good night.

She had some basic obedience and restraint training.

She's ready to move forward!"

"I think you two should just spend the day training us," I said.

"Seriously? We were going to do breakfast and just fly out by noon."

"We've got all day and could even stay over if necessary." I said, then made the point. "It would accelerate things into the European Festival."

"True!"

"Let's meet Lyn and Mel for breakfast; You lead," Tess said, curling into me. "You may be more of a dominant than I thought."

We kissed, my hand moving her to the bed, my cock rising, feeling her words transferring dominance to me in the moment. I stood, moved between her legs spreading them, leaning over her body, my hands on her wrists, my hips ready, cock hard I thrust forward and banged her tip to balls.

"Oh Jesus!" she cried out, my cock relentless needing its finish.

I pulled out and commanded. "Swallow it!"

Tess dove on my cock; it took just two strokes and I was unloading into her stomach. She was eager to be led, and it felt good for me to lead. She was looking up at me, my cock still releasing, her lips on my head, making sure not a drop hit the floor.

"Well, that was unexpected" she said, slapping my arse as I quickly moved away then returned the favour.

"Oww!" Tess released playfully. We tumbled into the shower doing dominant things to each other while the water cascaded over us, she pinched my nipples, I bit hers, she slapped my cock, my fingers pushed into her holes. The play and the pain, her breasts bouncing as she laughed and frowned, pinched and punched, turned her arse to me.

I got hard again and pushed her against the tiles, entering her.

"Jesus, Donnie," Tess moaned. "Ohhhh"

I pumped her for a few minutes, then released her.

"You're not worth losing another load," I said with a catlike grin. trying to be naughty then leaving her like I meant to hurt her.

I grabbed a towel dried off and went to find my clothes. I heard the water turn off behind me.

"Ahh!" I yelped, as she smacked me with her towel.

"Turn around and put your hands on the bed," she said, her look serious, my dominant time was over.

"Yes Mistress," my body braced wanting what was coming next.

"Ah! AH!! Ahhh!"

Tess whapped me three more times with the towel, moved to me, her hand slipping under my legs, pulling at my semi-hardness, squeezing my balls until I cried out in pain.

"Ahhh... Ummm... Ahhh.""I'll rip these off of you if you EVER take that any further,"

Mistress Tess said. "Your cock is mine in my presence."

"Yes Mistress."

"Lay on the floor until I get dressed."

Scorning her in the shower wasn't a good idea, then the humiliation, subtle as it was, definitely pushed the limits and ended my time calling the shots.

We walked down to breakfast in silence, the idea of letting Mel in on parts of my secrets both titillated and nauseated my stomach.

******

Day #3 - Before Breakfast (Mel's POV)

Jaque got up first and went for a run, it was 5 a. m. and it was warm enough. He just pulled on shorts from a small bag they had brought inside, some socks and his running shoes.

I fell back asleep. Georgie was on the edge of one side of the bed and Lyn was curled up on the other when I heard the door open. Jaque propped it open, the other two didn't stir so I slid off the bed, trying not to wake them.

"Good morning," I said, Jaque looking up from his head in his hands; he was sweaty.

"Humid out there," he said looking up at me, naked, walking in slowly.

"You okay?"

I sat down next to him; he looked into my eyes.

"I have a fiancé."

"Not Georgie obviously," I said, putting my hand on his knee. "I have a husband."

"Not Lyn obviously," he said, and we giggled. "Georgie and I met years ago and have, well, had this arrangement where we pretended we were married when we met Lyn and Tess. When they called again, for the fifth time, I said 'one more time to them and Georgie!'"

"Mmmm, I'm glad you came," I said, my carnal urges still there, in the safety of their slumber in the other room. I slid to the ground squatting, looking up, my hands on both his knees, sliding to the waistline.

"Me too," he said, sitting up letting me pull everything down. He kicked off his shoes and socks while I moved forward, holding his limp member, feeding it to myself.

"Are we... mmmsmck... getting... mmftt.. into trouble with Mistress?" I said licking, smacking with my lips, sucking.

"Maybe. Keep going!"

His cock grew as I took him deeper into my mouth, a sexual talent I'd learned just a couple of months ago. Now it seems like second nature.

"Gmmpftt! GMMPTTT!"

He began fucking my face. Numb from the previous night we went on and on for a little while until the shadows indicated someone had entered the room and I felt Lyn's cock against my back, his hands lifting my knees under me.

He pushed me forward onto Jaque's cock, his breath on my neck.

"You cum sucking little twat. At breakfast you're going to tell your husband what a whore you've become!

He positioned his dick against my pussy and thrust inside.

"GFMMMMTTT!!!" the length and girth filling me again, I thought back to how difficult it had been for Donnie to get me to climax last week, my body already building to an orgasm, my mind fixated on satisfying two men.

Jaque was looking down, his face turning and then his eyes rolled back in his head and he released inside me.

"Ohhhh.... Mel..." he whispered, while Lyn hammered my cunt from behind. I left Jaque in until he was fully limp, my face bobbing into him. Lyn was relentless. Jaque pulled back and sat on the floor, watching my breasts sway with each thrust from Lyn's massive dick.

"OGmmfftt oh! OH! YES!"

I orgasmed with the taste of Jaque on my lips, watching as he stood up and went towards the other room. Lyn's thighs now slapping my arse while I climbed onto the chair with my elbows, now able to get more of him inside me, the second wave of my orgasm hit.

"OHHH! Lyn!"

I looked back at him straining to hold back. He saw my face, pulled out of my pussy, and in an instant his hand was in my hair pulling it hard, turning my face to his crotch.

"OWWWHHH!! AH!" I tumbled forward off the chair onto my knees, then he pulled me up, the pain of some of my roots snapping as he dragged me into position, his other hand stroking his cock.

"Open wide, Cum Slut!"

I knelt high as he released my hair and ropes of cum began spraying my face. He moved the tip of his dick just inches away, then pressed it to my forehead and cheeks, the spurts falling out.

He was panting; I looked up with his cum running down my face, I instinctively caught the drops leaving my chin, his eyes wide as I lapped at it with my tongue.

"Your first sentence to your husband will be this. 'Good morning, Dear, I started my day swallowing this man's seed, and Lyn giving me a facial.' Got it!"

"Good morning, Dear, I started my day swallowing this man's seed and Lyn giving me a facial."

"Point to Jaque when you say, 'this man'!"

"Yes Sir." I said, having figured out our dynamic.

"Very good."

****

Breakfast (Mel's POV)

My stomach was turning until I saw Tess sitting with him, then there was a glint of jealousy and the words came easy.

I kissed him on the cheek, wishing there was a cum smell to breathe into Donnie's face.

"Good morning, Dear, I started my day swallowing this man's seed and Lyn giving me a facial."

I pointed to the black couple and said, "This is Jaque and Georgie".

We all sat down, Jaque and Lyn on either side of me.

Donnie's eyes showed some displeasure, then they softened and he gave a relaxed sigh.

The server came over and we ordered, my instructions were to lead the conversation and tell them what I had done all night, Georgie saying "As graphically as you can!"

"Tess and I had a wonderful evening, after an interesting afternoon." Donnie started; Tess tight to him. I noticed the glare she gave him like she was in on the order of conversation.

I interrupted.

"Hmmm, Dear, let me start. Yesterday afternoon, I mean I want to hear all about your evening but let me tell you about my day and night," I said, looking at the other three, putting my hand on Lyn and Georgie's arms then looking over at Jaque.

I held my husband's eyes while recounting the afternoon. "We were naked in nature, first enjoying each other's bodies orally for a long time, then decided 'what the hell' and we fucked like wild beasts."

I told him every detail, going back to how it felt to take his cock in my mouth and cunt, the sun shining out us.

I transitioned into late afternoon and last night, the training, the hot tub, getting restrained, giving my body over and over to three people at once, before collapsing.

"We connected literally and spiritually. I got between the boys letting them give it to me again this morning, swallowing two loads" I smiled, then retold every detail of going down on Jaque, getting Lyn, wearing his spunk on my face.

I finally turned to Tess. "Thank you for occupying him and bringing yourself into our lives."

I sat back with Lyn's hand around my back, rubbing it in appreciation. He was looking at Tess, then me, then Donnie.

"Mel, let's go over there," Donnie said, pointing to an empty booth out of ear shot of the group. "Have them bring us our breakfast if it comes out, Mel needs to replenish."

"You got that right," I said standing, looking at Lyn who was looking at Donnie, sizing him up. I gave Lyn a nod putting him at ease.

"Trust your instincts, like this morning," Tess said to Donnie.

"Oooo, you two got it on before breakfast!" my coy voice making an appearance. I was wearing a loose top that came off the waistline of the short skirt, had wide open arms and it showed some side boob since my bra was cut tight.

"It will determine a lot of what goes on today... well, the rest of our marriage really."

"You're scaring me." I said in a cutesy voice.

Donnie left that in the air.

The server met us with our food just after sitting down so we began to eat. I let Donnie tell me about his lovely evening with Tess treating him like a husband.

"What did she treat you like before?"

"Tess is dominant to Lyn, so that came out."

"I see," I said remembering Georgie commanding him to the floor. "He's been very dominant with me; in fact, I believe he's been training me for something."

"Last night was not like Friday or the afternoon where I was Tess's slave."

"I see, were you being trained?"

"I've had experience before.

"I stopped, figuring he'd been unfaithful before I started getting involved with others. We'd never really talked timeline since we were dick and cunt deep into other people, it didn't much matter.

"What are you going to tell me, Donnie? I know you've been spending a lot of time in Des Moines."

"How did last night 'training' feel, Mel?"

"Amazing..." I admitted quickly, eating and replenishing the energy I had lost. It felt like we were both on a ski slope and there was an avalanche hanging above us ready to sweep us away.

"And John, Lane?"

"Beyond amazing..."

"This is our life, and if you trust me, I will be here with you every step, for every question, to fulfill every desire you have..."

"Yes, and..."

"I need to tell you the whole truth, but not here," Donnie said, taking another bite.

"After breakfast, with Tess and Lyn."

My body was tingling, still scared, now intrigued. We had considered swapping one evening, with Miles in bed, Donnie had taken me missionary on the floor and came quickly. He wondered aloud if I was satisfied and since he'd been inserting others into our marriage.

We had gone fast from a conversation on our living room floor with him getting a second hard-on, pounding me from behind, asking if he was "big enough" for me. It was soon after that we got into swapping with our neighbors, and Donnie arranged a hookup with the pilot and his gay lover.

We finished and joined the others. I was ready for whatever Donnie was leading me into, and where his journey would take us.

****

Mel hears, and prepares for, the Truth (Donnie's POV)

Lyn and Tess changed their flights, leaving us to talk first before they headed off to the warehouse, the large space where I was introduced to The Des Moines Society of Social Submissives and Dominants (DMSSSD). Monthly subscribers and members had access to it 24/7 365.

While packing we called Mel's Mom and told her we'd be there for a late dinner around 7 p. m. and had one more meeting.

"You're not exactly being honest," Mel said, when I hung up.

"Can you hold that thought, because I haven't been totally honest with you," I said.

"I sorta figured that out, things have been too smooth," she said not to phased. "So, spill! What's been out of sorts? What don't I know?"

I stopped, put my hand on her forearm, her clothes slipping out of her hand.

"I will tell you everything, but not until..."

"Until I'm bound and gagged or something? I know what we're headed for, I've seen and read stuff online; it's not too hard to figure out."

"Is that a problem?"

"I don't know... I don't know... It's like you've whored me out to everyone!"

"Sure, that's it, you nailed it 100%" I said sarcastically, not revealing the truth just affirming the truth."

"You've not been faithful. I can feel it..."

"Let's wait please."

She gave me a glare.

"No, I have not. The rest will come out when we get to the club. Lyn and Tess are waiting."

"Fine!"

She didn't refuse, and I knew she liked her dark and dirty side. She had hooked up with Jerry next door, his wife Ruthie, John and Lane, Lyn, Jaque and Georgie. I felt it, she liked the thought that her husband was so dark and dirty.

We drove out of town, on the county road and then hit the gravel path. Mel gave me that 'what the hell' look. I noticed how stunning she looked in a soft summer top - a new one from this morning, leaving her mid-riff bare -- and a skirt with nice panties.

Too bad they wouldn't be on very long.

"Okay, now that's classy," she said. We parked in the non-member lot and she was looking at the stately facade that wrapped the front of what was an older warehouse. The valet was taking someone's car to park and there were about 10 in the lot to the side.

She slipped her hand into mine as we approached. She was ready, ready for everything! Tess had said they had contacted everyone to update them where Mel had reached in the process. I messaged back indicating I was not holding anything back and was going to take it as far as we could, and to plan accordingly.

I had only been here once, a side participant in their yearly promotion and hadn't had time to come back to be fully indoctrinated, Mistress Jasmine claimed me that day, but we hadn't been able to get the proper training scheduled, so I felt today might bring Mel closer to me than if I had met up with my Mistress.

"We're here with the Visser's" I said. The doorwoman nodded and opened the door for us.

Mel looked at me. I leaned in for a kiss and we both sighed, wide eyed walking through the door.

Just inside there were servers with drinks and a small gathering of about eight people on one side of the bar. We were handed a drink and scanned the "Casual Area"; The Vissers nowhere to be seen. We walked around, said hi to a few people, a couple of men and a woman looked Mel up and down, then returned to talking to themselves.

"Shit, they're salivating," Mel said, opening her eyes wider more with anticipation then angst, she squeezed my hand and I led her toward to French doors.

We went out to a side patio where a couple of men were talking closely. They exchanged a kiss, a whisper and then felt each other's legs. Mel watched, her hand cupping mine again, before we turned to face the beautiful lawn out the back

.

"I was taken here by force, hood over my head," I began. "I didn't see any of this beauty. Tossed into a van, rolling around with my hands bound."

"Hmmmm." she just breathed and kept looking around. "When were you first unfaithful?"

"Does it matter at this point? Here we are!" I had to choose my words carefully, be truthful but not all revealing.

She guessed and was pretty damn close.

"I want to say it was when you called and had me masturbate to your words," her eyes held mine, her wisdom true and she wasn't done either. "Your breath was like there was someone there, coaching you how to talk to me and taking you as I envisioned taking you. Did you cum?"

"Yes."

"Hmmm. It was from that point our sex life was, well, reborn."

"Yes."

"Melanie, Donnie..." Tess was in a long ruffled yellow dress that swayed while she walked. The neckline was down to her belly button, her large breasts pushing the edges of proper exposure, my eyes darting to the luscious flesh and up. "Enjoying the view?"

"Yes, Mistress." I said knowing where I was, and knowing her rank, staring into her chest letting her know her view was magnificent. "And very good conversation."

"Excellent, come inside and let's enjoy some time."

Mel had looked at me the minute I said 'Mistress', then looked down. I imagined she was replaying Lyn restraining her, spanking her and having an unknown dick take her.

"I love this blouse," Lyn said moving swiftly to Mel, kissing her deeply, his hand on her stomach, bare for all to see. Tess moved her body against mine and they led us to a table where some documents had been laid out.

"Mmmmm! I can't wait to taste you," Lyn said to Mel, kissing her neck, then Tess surprisingly moved over to Mel and kissed her mouth, Mel's eyes connecting with Tess her face calm, eyes wide then a smile.

"We have a basic contract here Mel It just states that we jointly have dominance over you; we are responsible for training you, and then a check list of general things you agree can happen to you while submitting to either of us." Lyn said, while Tess sat next to my wife, placing her hand on Mel's thigh, moving upwards, Mel's eyes were transfixed on her, searching for her drink, taking a long pull before looking down at the paper.

My wife studied it for a moment, took the pen and checked most every box of what she would submit to today and moving forward, swiftly signing her name at the bottom.

"Of course, there's a 'safe' word that you can use to stop anything you don't feel up to in the moment, though remember you'll get 2-3 times worse of something else later in the session if you stop us." Lyn said. "Our safe word is always the next holiday that is upcoming, so right now it's 'Labor Day'."

"Where's Donnie's... oh, he's already..."

I stirred in my seat, a little annoyed I wasn't getting any attention.

"Let's go prepare, Donnie head over to the bar...."

I turned my head.

"Jasmine?" I saw the dark-skinned curvy body.

Tess nodded, taking Mel away. She looked back and gave me a shrug and half-smile; I remembered that look from when we were dating and they were putting her in a zip-line ahead of me and sending her off a cliff.

We were headed off a cliff!

*****

Mel's first Mistress (Mels's POV)

Lyn and Tess were very personable from the moment we met them, and we walked into their assigned room to have a drink, sharing a laugh about the previous couple of days, Tess was more attentive than Lyn.

Later this afternoon was going to be about Donnie telling me everything he had done since meeting the infamous Mr. Donnovan. The fact was I had things I hadn't told him about that have been going on this summer while he's been off on his new job (and extracurriculars). He didn't know about Jerry and I being alone, Ruthie and I on weekends and submitting to Kandy during the day.

I wondered how much I would tell freely or would it have to be 'coaxed' (beaten) out of me? I noticed my surroundings and what Lyn had lightly done. Tess had turned her full attention to me and I was waiting, wanting her badly.

I felt a tingling down low when Tess with her hand on the small of my back, shut the door and turned to face me. Her lips moved in toward my lips and she took control from that moment, Lyn sitting on a chair waiting patiently while our hands explored each other, stripped each other, getting naked.

She guided me to a large wardrobe, her smile was wide each time our mouths separated, her hands in my hair, mine on her breasts.

"Mmmmm, Lela... I shall call my possession, Lela," Tess said, leaning in to suckle a nipple. "When I call you this, you call me Mistress, or Ma'am in public, vanilla spaces. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

WAP her hand hit my naked ass.

"Ohh!"

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Mistress"

"Very good," Tess said into my ear, her hand rubbing the spot she just hit. "Lesson #2 - Inspection. Spread your feet, fold in half and grab your ankles."

I did as I was told.

"Mmmm, very good, Lela."

Her face was inches from my flesh, with her hands pressing into me, felling my skin and muscle. Her fingers were rubbing and soothing down my back to my neck; scalp and head; from the side over my breasts and back up my arse; down my legs and back up.

"Mmmmm," I cooed to her touch. "OHH!"

Two fingers went inside and explored with precision, rubbing, pushing, probing, stopping every time I moaned.

"Ohh! OHHH! Mmmmm."

She went over those spots, the pads of her fingers finding the exact spot over and over, bringing me close.

"Ohhh! MISTRESS! OHHH!"

Then she stopped.

"Mmm, very good, Lela. Bow at my feet."

I didn't exactly know what she wanted, I collapsed to the floor, my head down near her feet, my hands on each of their sides, my forehead on the ground.

"Position her, Urchin, and join her naked."

Lyn moved my feet together, pulled my hands back and rested my head on Tess's feet, my right temple resting on their instep. I heard all of his clothes hit the floor and he pressed against the side of me, naked, his hips below mine, his head against mine, half off her right foot.

We stayed there for several minutes before Tess slipped her feet out from us, Lyn lowered his head to the floor, I did the same and waited. She opened the large wardrobe that was just to our right and I heard her getting dressed.

'Why did this feel right?' I asked myself, feeling dirty, anxious, wanted, excited. I knew the power gradient she had established, she over me and him and him over me. I wondered about Donnie, his Mistress, would we mix and meet, would I be submitted to others. It all seemed possible and I got wetter between my legs thinking about the possibilities.

We spent a while on the floor, as she was fumbling with things, picking them up and putting them down, so a good 20 minutes on the floor and she walked over to us.

"Look up at me, my possessions."

Tess had dark leather boots up to her knees, netted stockings, her pussy framed by leather, a garter and the stockings, available, her lips plump and groomed. She had a leather top that hugged her torso, pushing her large breasts up, nipples close to popping out. Her hair was woven upwards, the extensions she had put in, interlaced with leather and silver studded adornments.

"Rise and put on what I have laid out for you."

Lyn got next to me. On two benches were things arranged for me and him so we walked over and the first thing I discovered was a mask that went around my eyes, dark and black, the cut out perfect and it attached around the back. Lynn holstered his cock in a hammock of leather, then put on wrist and triceps adornments.

I had wrist adornments, sturdy with metal hoops, with a bra and panty leather combo. Simple and black, my shoulder length hair pulled back with a black leather head piece. We looked at each other and went through the back door that Tess had already travelled.

"Bow to me," Tess said, the minute we approached her, a confusing statement. I didn't know if it meant to fall to the floor or not, so I did.

WAP! WAP!

"AHH!"

The crop smacked my shoulders hard.

"Get up, Lela! Show her, Urchin!"

I scrambled to my feet, and looked over at Lyn who was folded forward, torso about 90 degrees out from his waist, hands behind his back, gaze at the floor. I replicated his pose fast.

"At my feet!"

I knew this one, and was down on the ground, my head on her foot.

"Kiss them!"

I turned my face and kissed the top of her foot; the boots were leathery to the taste.

"Inspection!"

I bounced up and got into the "A" position I was just in.

"Kneel!"

Lyn was doing everything with me, I slowly went down and sat on my ankles, hands beside me and head bowed like him.

"Pet!"

Lyn leaned forward and began walking around on all fours, I did the same, he trailed me, his nose getting close to my cunt, I changed direction, he followed.

"Sit!"

He rolled his legs under and I did the same, we were both cross legged, eyes down.

"Urchin, stand, Lela, on all fours!"

WAP WAP WAP WAP WAP

"AHHH! AH! AH! AHHH!"

"That was light" Mistress said, my back side aching where the crop had hit five times.

"Here come some medium."

WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP!

"Ah! Ah! AHH! AHH! AHHHH!"

I tried to stifle the tear and the pain.

"Five hard, Lela."

WAP!!! WAP!!! WAP!!! WAP!!! WAP!!!

"OHHH!! AHHHHHHH! AHHHH!!!!"

"Urchin, tend to her."

Lyn moved to me, his hand coated in cream rubbing my spots, fifteen on assorted places on my arse, he rubbed it in and did the unexpected, inserting two fingers into my cunt.

"Ohhh...."

The cream was exhilarating on my warm, hit flesh and into my cunt which was dripping with excitement, the new experience, my submission to a woman, nothing with Kandy and my neighbour matched this, now a warmth from the cream and the fingers penetrating.

"Ohhh... Mmmmmm...."

He continued to add the cream, massage my cheeks and insert, he even pressed his lips to my cunt and arse hole licking.

"Very Good Urchin,... Lela, we have five more instruments to train you on."

"Oh, Fuck..." I mouthed.

***

Donnie's reversal (Donnie's POV)

I dropped to my knees and bowed, entering Mistress Jasmine's space, a little bigger than most because she was one of the founding members of the DMSSSD.

"Stand up, Donnie." she said, mysteriously calling me by my regular name. "Mistress?"

"We have a new role for you, moving forward you will be trained and taught as a Master..."

"AHHHH!!!!" the voice of my wife, Mel, being pumped in through a speaker, her training as a sub beginning with Mistress Tess.

"She will get the basics today, while I give you the basics of dominance, so you will be your wife's Master going into our European Festival. Things are moving so fast you'll be more marketable as a Master to her, rather than a cuck or sub with her."

"Seriously," I said, my cock growing with the thought of dominance over her officially. "What about John and Lane, Tess and..."

"They're clients, remember. You can still step aside as a sub, or we can find ways to use your dominance if they permit. They're ready to lock into a long-term contract I believe."

"Wow..."

"OHHH!! AHHHHHHH! AHHHH!!!!" came over the speaker.

"I'll turn that down; we'll check in later. You have it easier than Mel, right now! Can you get into a dominant head space?"

I moved swiftly to her, knowing if ever given an opening in business or in sex you take it immediately. I wasn't always that way; Mr. Donnovan opened me up each way with help from James of course. I pressed my body against her, looked down into her brown eyes.

"Strip me naked, then yourself," I commanded, not sure if this was a good idea or not, I just wanted to be firm.

"Yes, Sir!"

My jacket, shoes and socks were first, she didn't take long until the tie, loosening it, rubbing her ample thigh into my crotch, sliding it out.

"I may need that later."

She smiled and went button by button, her hands on my chest feeling the development since she saw me last. She took her time, rubbing, fondling, feeling me until I was naked, her hand lastly rubbing over my hard cock before stepping back.

Swaying to imaginary music, she began to disrobe until naked, her dark, creamy skin a memory from the past.

"Kneel"

She obeyed.

I went through a series of commands, getting tips; this was truly a coaching moment. She apologized for not having an outfit to wear, but being naked was hot. The next step was reviewing the instruments of pain.

"I'll do three on you and you do three on me, increasing in pain each one. Your 'five' is getting five times this."

"Ah! Ah! AHH! AHH! AHHHH!"

She turned up the speaker, and then down again. We went through the "instruments" on all fours, kneeling, standing for the whips. We actually did more than three each, the pain exciting when just chilling, and it was casual.

"You like this shit!" Jasmine said, rubbing my arse with cream, playing with my balls with her fingers.

I kissed her, cupping her chin, looking into her face.

"You got that right, what's next?"

Jasmine had been keeping good track of the time.

"Mmm... we have a little time yet." Her hand slipped down, holding my erection, dropping to her knees.

"Mmmggfftt."

Her mouth slipped onto my cock, pushing back, my average width and length nestling into her, hands on my arse, pulling me deeper.

Sllrrppt!

It popped out, she looked up.

"Delicious, Master."

Turning around, submitting herself to me, her arse was high in the air, I laid it out on her crease and slipped it into her wet cunt, pushing deep in one fast stroke.

"Mmmm, Master...." She pushed against me, my hips sliding to her cheeks.

"Mmmm... Pull out and get the trifecta."

I slid back out, pushed the head to her tiny hole and thrust forward.

"Ohhh!!! Master!" Jasmine joked, my skinny cock going into her an inch at a time.

"Mmmmmm... Nice, but we have business to attend to; I believe they're all ready for you."

There was a man in the doorway watching who motioned to me to climb off Jasmine and come into the room. I pulled back, sliding my length out of her warm body.

"Mmmm.... I've got to go train some sissy bois. I'll see you in Europe."

I moved to the door, where the man wearing a mask and all leather pants and a vest, motioned to a set hanging up for me to wear as a Master of my wife. I imagined Master Donnovan took measurements the last time I was over, approximating from some things he had worn, playing by having me try them on. He was a perfectionist.

The leather chest piece fit perfectly, the gloves, studded wrist adornments (no rings for being restrained), leather chaps, with a leather undergarment, held my cock, boots that fit perfectly.

A young sissy came in, thin, naked except for a pink panty, and did some eye make-up, his hand on my arm at times, other times on my thigh.

"You look powerful, Master," He said, finishing and bowing, giving me a look before turning away.

"My, my, my... you look impressive, Master," Tess said, from behind me, my head whipping around to see her dressed as a proud Mistress, I wondered how we were to progress in equal space.

"It's simple really,' she began, making it seem like she read my mind. "We are equals until someone yields."

"Yes, Mistress" I said matching her calling me 'Master', but looking her in the eye.

"If you were to yield to me with words, you'd have bowed your gaze, so look forward, eye contact," we were holding each other's eyes, her body beautiful under leather, she walked around me.

She moved in and kissed me, and I pressed my lips equally, my eyes open, her hand to my cock, mine went between her legs.

"Yes..." she said pulling away. "We could move forward matching each other and maintain our roles, the Master in the end taking control unless it morphs into rough play, each fighting for dominance. Understand?"

"Yes Mistress," I moved in kissed her hard, turned her and folded her over the couch that was in the room.

Then let her go.

"Very good." she said. "If you mess up and someone takes control of you, that's okay too as long as you're both alone. In a group only give up control IF it's part of an arrangement."

I looked at her confused.

"Making mistakes will be part of it, my Dear," Tess said, her hand moving to my neck, again kissing me, prompting my kiss back. "I will take you to your Mel, and you must dominate her mentally, physically and spiritually for the next hour. "

"Mmmppfftt!"

I forced my mouth on her, my tongue pushing into hers, my hands pulling her hips to me. I released her with the haste that I had pulled her body to mine.

"Mmmm... I liked that," she said slapping my arse with a grin. "Come on, you're going to go change your marriage right now."

She giggled and took my hand. We traipsed down the hall, almost skipping, towards the larger room, things looking a little familiar having been led down this hall as a pet. There were noises emanating from the doors, cries of pain, passion and the snap or thud of devices being used.

"You've been through some of these, my Dear," she used that term again, her hand now squeezing mine. "We will be watching and intervene after an hour. Remember. Dominate! Discover your style."

She kissed me again, enjoying the equal play, her hand brushing my cock, mine on her breast.

We entered the room and Mistress Tess pointed me to the corner scene, Mel was suspended by her wrists and with her ankles clasped to chains.

"Enjoy..." and Tess left.

I didn't know until later, but Tess was given one instruction; defiantly get me to tell her everything I've been doing, coaching her to think the worst of what it could be.

"So, who have you been fucking??!!" Mel said, when I approached, her eyes steely mad not the soft, inviting 'ready to explore ourselves' looks I was giving in the bar, and gave to the Vissers.

My cock bristled seeing her stretched out, her black eye-mask, leather bra and panty, the head adornment a little miscued, the wrist and ankle adornments suspending her in an "X" from the ceiling to the floor.

I walked over to her, stopping about an arm's length away.

SLAP!!

"AHH! You Muthr Fuckr!"

SLAP!!! SLAP!!! SLAP!!!!

"AHHHHH!"

I started with a moderate slap and moved to a harder slap. She was being an imp - not knowing the term at the time - I was her Master and her husband. I knew the Vissers, and others, were watching, my action was swift while she was crying getting over the first time I had struck her directly.

"Mfmmfftt!"

I popped a ball gag into her mouth, her eyes widening, not suspecting such an action. I had absorbed in the few times I was in her position the one thing all the Mistresses and Masters had used was swift decision-making based on the timing and the situation. I walked into this uninformed with my submissive mouthing off to me.

"Listen, Bitch!" I said close to her face, my hand on her arse rubbing the spot I was going to spank, trying to show dual control. "I am your Master AND your husband, and in this space, it is how you want it, and if you want it hard."

WAP! WAP! WAP!

"Gmfft! Gmffft! Gmfft!"

My cock was hard from the dynamic, I rolled her panty down and pushed my cock into her wet cunt, the wetness telling me she was into this 100%.

"OhMFFT!"

I held it there, as she swayed on the chains. She was not off balance, just suspended, pushing her body up, the pain of the slaps and spanks on her flesh.

"OHMMFFT!"

I pulled out, pushed the panty back up and went through a series of four of five spanks.

WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP!

She breathed and moaned through my light shots.

WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP!

"Ahmfft! Ahmfft! Ahmfft! Ahmfft! Ahmfft!"

WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP!

"OHHft! OHHft! OHHft! OHHft! OHHft!"

WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP!

"AHFFT! AHFFT! AHFFT! AHFFT! AHFFT!"

Tears were streaming down her face, with the thought of me punishing her. Her eyes showed her spirit broken, and, her gaze was down and vacant.

I went behind her again, rolled her panty down and thrust my cock inside her, this time bucking into her soaked cunt five times.

"Ohft! Ohft! Ohft! Ohft! Ohft!"

I pulled out and moved to her face, pushing my cock into my leather harness, and stared at her.

"I'm going to release the gag and I expect the respect they taught you to give your dominant. Understand?"

She looked at me then down.

SLAP!!!

"OHMFFT!"

"I said, understand!?!"

She nodded, her hair adornment falling out. I unsnapped the ball gag dropping it on the floor. and began my confessional, her gaze was down, she was obeying the training she was being given.

"It was in this very room, fucking and taking everything, the Masters and Mistresses were giving out... remember this word...'EVERYTHING'."

"You were correct in stating things changed with the phone call, with my lover sucking my cock and my description to you leading you to get off listening to how I did it."

She didn't react, not wanting retaliation, processing the statement.

"Is it worse than you taking multiple cocks in front of me?"

Dead gaze.

SLAP!

"OHhh"

"That was a question, Bitch!"

"No."

"Is it worse than YOU, BITCH, traveling abroad, sucking, fucking cock and cunt, and taking more lovers??"

"No."

"You've met my first lover, lovers actually."

Her eyes wanted to look up, she was thinking.

"You'll find out soon enough," I said, and motioned to my apprentice, a young man dressed in just a leather brief, who released the chains letting her fall to the floor. He was a specialist in bondage and restraint and moved swiftly to my wife pinning her hands behind her back, putting a spring clip on them, then tugging her legs back to meet her hands, her stomach flat on the floor, clipping them together and then with a longer strap with two clips connected her hands and feet.

The young apprentice moved to the side. I moved in and squatted down, my hand on her cheek where it was red from my hand, my eyes looking at her head turned on the floor, total submission. He returned with a wide belt with a hook and loop, one of the chains from the ceiling with a spring setting allowing him to pull it to the loop. Under her body the belt went and n a flash, he had her stomach, hands and feet clipped to the chain equally distributing her weight, the spring keeping it tense.

The clattering chains pulled Mel off the floor, her eyes showing confusion, her body swinging to the right towards the origin of the chain in the ceiling. I stood and watched her swing and spin in the air, the second apprentice, a young naked woman in body paint, watching her glide through the air, around us, slowing down, the circles and swinging slowing.

The young man bowed to me, and I released him, and the two left the area.

My attention turned to Mel, her body about three feet off the ground, still swaying. She held her head up, then laid it down, her body had a slight tilt towards her feet so the blood wouldn't run to her head at all.

I kissed her on the cheek, went behind her and rubbed her arse cheeks, red and pulsing with pain from my spanking. I moved two fingers to her pussy and pressed them inside, her wetness still off the charts.

"Ohhhhh..." she sighed, her arms up and back, her legs spread, feet pointing upwards, knees wide. She was hip height off the ground for a reason.

I moved behind her, slid my leather down again, my hard cock ready to link pain and pleasure, her body available to me on either end.

"Ohhh..." she cooed as my cock slid into her wetness, the swing pushing her a little forward, then resting all the way on my cock. I let the gravity and suspension push her back on my dick, I reached forward and pressed my hands into her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples. "OHHhhh! Mmmmmm!

Playing with the constructed swing I thrust my hips, pushing her away, letting the tensing slide her back.

"OHhH!"

I began banging my wife, in a facility set up with observation decks, and a dozen or more scenes, people entering the large area, others moaning and fucking, torturing and restraining.

"Ohh! OhhH!"

She bounced away with my thrust and back onto me coming back, flesh warm from my punishment.

"Ohh! Mmmm! Master! YESS!"

Her orgasm had her tighten against my cock, I wasn't ready, the distractions of my task and the other scenes, I pulled out of her, spun her around and placed my hand on her chin.

In that moment I felt dominant over Mel for the first time in my life. I pushed a finger to her lips, her eyes looking up at me while taking it in, her tongue swirling it, my cock was just a foot away. Years of taking control only in moments alone, trading, playing, strategizing in bed, or over a budget, give and take.

This was 'take-it', bitch!

I leant forward and pressed the head of my cock to her lips, which opened as she sucked my finger and my cock for a moment. My finger pulled out and she started to take me in her throat.

"Gmmft!"

The swing pushed her to me, my hips pivoting forward.

"Gmfft! Gahmfft!"

She bounced, her saliva starting to string down to the floor, no hand to work it in, trying to get relief from the forced penetration.

My hands were on her shoulders, steadying her until I felt some give, then pulling her onto me, inch by inch.

"GMFFT! OGAHFTT!"

She slid all the way onto my shaft, suspended in mid-air, my cock down her throat. I saw out of the corner of my eye Lyn walk into the scene, and approached me.

"Permission to have your sub, Master," Lyn said with his eyes down.

"Granted."

He moved behind her and from behind his leather loin cloth produced his large cock, holding it and pushing inside her wet pussy with ease, pushing her against me. We had her pushed between us, my cock deep in her throat, his in her cunt.

"Gffmmmtt!"

Lyn began to fuck her hard, pushing her into me, sliding back some and back into me. I slid out and gave Mel to him.

"OH GOD!" she wailed, his large cock unencumbered, slamming again and again.

Tess startled me, my attention being on my wife getting pleasured by Lyn, my affinity for this became apparent.

"Master, May I?" She said kneeling down looking at my cock. "I want your load."

"Yes, you may."

She expertly sucked my shaft sideways, licking down to my balls.

"Ohhh..."

"YES! YES! OH! OH!" Mel orgasmed again, Lyn hammering her.

"God, Tess..."

She had gone to my balls, sucking them, stroking me before coming up and sucking just the head of my cock, stroking it.

"OHHH!! LYN! OHHH!" Mel continued.

"Gmft!" Tess gargled on my balls, her hand moving so fast.

"Fuck..." I moaned, Tess released my balls, moving her face to the front of my cock, stroking faster and faster.

"Uhh..." Lyn moaned, holding Mel, depositing his seed inside her.

"Ohhh!" I moaned, releasing cum into Tess's face, her hands on my balls, the second and third spurt she sucked out of my cock, pushing it inside,

The duo reappeared and quickly lowered Mel to the floor, Lyn backing away and leaving. Tess worshiping my cock, cleaning it before rising to kiss me.

"Thank you, Master," she said surprisingly, sharing my cum, dropping one more time to get the last of it in her mouth.

Mel was unclasped and I went and scooped her body off the floor and carried her to the aftercare area of the scene.

"You were magnificent, Child!" I said to her, her arms wrapped around my neck.

I kissed her neck, carrying her, then lowering her onto my lap. The soothing creams were in arms reach and I began to apply them to the areas of her arse I had spanked hardest.

"I was in your shoes, in this building, a 100% submissive pet," I said. Her gaze was off into the large area, where smatterings of noise, whips snapping, women and men crying out could be heard. She blinked and looked up at me.

"Master, what's next? I'm tired."

I had never imagined my wife, submitting her body and mind to me totally with no hesitation, we had accomplished an impossible feat. My hand held her head, the other petted her hair, she was finally breathing normally.

I was waiting for communication from Mistress Jasmine, Lyn or Tess on how far things had progressed, whether we were done or truly going to complete the inner circle today. She was wearing her mask and her adornments, but we had lost her leather panties, though her leather bra was off to the side, I adjusted it and started rubbing in more cream.

"Mmmm, that feels nice Master."

I felt her legs spread apart, her face turned to mine. I moved forward with my mouth, covering hers, we had our first 'Master kisses his sub' moment, her butt pivoting allowing access for my rubbing to find her pussy.

"Oohhh..."

Two fingers slid in, and I slowly moved them in and out over her clit.

"Mmmmmm...."

I saw the young couple who had been assisting me move forward, the young man with the impressive bulge staring at my hand moving in and out of my wife, handed me a note. With my other hand, breaking our kiss, I took the note and read it, fingers still moving over my wife's clit and inside of her body.

"Master... What isssssss ittt.... Ohhhh"

I read the words twice, I looked down the room, there were still a few scenes going though we were past mid-afternoon. It said Lyn and Tess had to catch a flight and Mr. Donnovan and James were not available. Our completion of the circle ceremony would have to be postponed.

"You have done so well Pet. We can go home." "Hmmm... Ohhh..." My fingers were still sliding in and out of her body. "Master, please take me again... oh...."

I smiled, she looked up, her hands moving to my neck, her mouth opening and she kissed me. I allowed it, our roles disappearing for this last act in what can be a violent place of force and resistance. She moved her hand to my crotch and rubbed me, my hard-on contained behind leather, her fingers pulling at the waistline while I stood, releasing me.

"Ohhh..."

My fingers slipped out of her and I positioned her swiftly, not forcefully on her back, pushing her legs upwards over my shoulders while stepping out of my leather underwear.

"Ohhh... Massster..."

My cock slipped easily into a used and wet hole, her eyes grateful it wasn't one of those large cocks she'd been taking all weekend.

"Mmmmm, Baby..."

I moaned into her ear, legs over and heel into my back, my cock felt the warmth. Mel's eyes were closed, a slight smile on her face, I felt alive and satisfied, a weekend of sharing with another couple, training my wife yet we were still good together, joined. I didn't feel the pressure of delivering an earth-shattering orgasm, that had happened for her and in a way I did deliver them, allowing her to experience variety over the last three weeks.

"Ohhh... Donnie..."

I pumped my wife, several looking on from above and around the complex, the softness even in our leather and in our roles not always presented. I began dropping my weight into her, slamming forward, my hips landing and making noise.

"OHH!" she began to respond to the turn of aggression. "FUCK ME HARDER!"

I bucked and thrust, my cock pushing as deep as it could go, her face tense, thinking, in a moment of self-doubt I wondered if I was enough.

Then...

"YES!! DONNIE YESS! MASTER! OHHH!"

She released, warm and wet, around my cock, her legs sliding around my body and interlacing with mine pulling me deeper.

"Oh God... MEL!"

I released just a minute behind her, the warm wetness, the hard fuck, the people watching, and our coupling confirmed in the midst of self-doubt.

"I Love You."

"I Love You, too."