A Change Of Life Ch. 03

I was going to list this chapter series in different categories - but no I think I'll just list it here. Even though many other categories would be appropriate. CFNM.... Probably!

The first two chapters set the scene - now the story ranks up!

I think it would be better if you read the first two to get the grips of what is happening!

ENJOY!

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Chapter Three: My Life Changes Forever

Suddenly the whole yard was lit up with an incredible flash and I swung round as my second jet of cum pulsed out of my cock-head. It felt like my life was in slow motion, though it must've been merely a fraction of a second. As my eyes adjusted, there stood Jane with the camera that would change my life forever.

My heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest, and she suddenly commanded, "You'd better follow me!"

My brain was all over the place. Emotions a mixture of total embarrassment, rage and humility. I had pulled my pants up and shoved my rapidly wilting cock inside, as I felt the last few surges of my orgasm simply ooze out of my cock into my pants.

She lead me into her kitchen, and in my rage I blurted, "What the fuck do you think you're doing Jane?"

Her face was severe. "You'd better sit down. You see, this is just my insurance policy," holding up the camera. "I have plenty of other photos without the flash, but this one is perfect! I've been watching your nightly escapades for a few weeks now. And I feel that it's not quite fair that you're getting all the pleasure. It took me quite some time to figure out how to get in the right position to capture your face, your hard cock, and Sarah's arse all in one picture, but now I've got it! Perfect -- and even ejaculating as well!"

I was fuming -- but speechless, not knowing where this was going. If that photo got out, my life would be ruined. I would lose my job, and if Sarah ever found out -- there would go the friendships with her as well as Jane.

"So this is where we are, you dirty little perve," Jane continued. "I'm hoping you might be worthy of becoming my little sex toy. My plaything! If you become worthy, then this photo and the others, will never be released. However if you do not do as I command..... then....." and she left the sentence unfinished, and raised her eyebrows in a gesture of 'who knows what might happen'.

"You fuckin' can't do this, Jane, you bitch!" I exclaimed. "And you'd better not tell Sarah either!"

A wry smile passed Jane's lips which quickly vanished and she continued in her stern voice, "Tut, tut, young man. That's no way to speak to your Mistress. It looks to me like you might need a lot of training. I'm not going to discuss this now -- but here are your orders. You'll report to me here, at precisely 5.00pm tomorrow evening, when I'll explain my proposition. Now, go home and go to bed, and clean up that wasted cock of yours. Oh, and you'd better get a good night's sleep, and you'd better not ejaculate again before tomorrow evening."

I was trying to control my inner rage, knowing all the cards were stacked against me. "But.."

Jane quickly cut me off with a severe, "No 'BUTS' Ben. Now go and get yourself clean and think about my orders. Get out!"

Almost shaking with a mixture of anger and humility, I slowly stood up and gingerly walked from her kitchen and across to my house.

As you'd expect, I couldn't get much sleep. My mind was racing with all the implications of the past evening. I was terrified, yet when my cock started to swell during the night I was also incredibly sexually excited. It was the strangest feeling, and I really wanted to finish off the aborted orgasm, however I had to obey my orders and leave my aching dick alone.

Exactly at 5.00pm the next evening, I knocked gingerly on Jane's back door.

"Enter" came the stern reply.

"Stand over there, and strip!" she said, pointing.

"But Jane..." I appealed before she cut me off.

She said, sternly, "I've already told you, there are no BUTS, Ben -- and in future, you will only call me Mistress Jane, when we're alone."

With slightly trembling hands, I began to disrobe. Here I was, a grown man, shaking at the prospect of having to be nude in front of a gorgeous lady whom I now feared. I was in my late 30s, and was in reasonably good shape. I had quite good muscle tone and hadn't yet developed any 'spread' normal to middle aged men. My cock was about average length I suppose, but nice and thick -- and I was circumcised, so the head of my cock was always fully showing.

Just as I took off my underpants, Jane commanded me to stand with my legs apart and my hands behind my head. I couldn't understand why, but my cock was slightly thicker than normal. Soft, but with a decided tingling that one gets at the start of an erection.

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Ah, this will be my assistant -- I think you're already quite familiar with her."

My heart pounded. OMG -- not someone I knew. My cock instantly lost all it's enthusiasm!

"Come in, Madam Sarah," and yet another sledge-hammer felt like it had smashed into my chest. She knew!!!!

Sarah walked in showing no emotion on her face at all. She sat down next to Jane. Both girls were dressed unprovocatively -- almost business like! Sarah didn't speak.

My face was burning with embarrassment.

"Well, here you are, Sarah. This is our new little plaything who's been having all the fun jacking off at your little nightly shows. You see, Ben -- we think this relationship has been all one-sided. We've been planning this for many weeks to see if you were worthy of us!"

So the nightly shows were all pre-planned. Deliberately, to get me into the position of being under their control. I couldn't believe it, yet my mind was racing with curiosity. I was almost shaking with embarrassment, and my skin felt as if it was below freezing point -- and yet my penis was smouldering.