The Week Before Date Night

Part Four: The Final Stretch

Readers: This is part four in a series between a Husband (Him) and his wife (Her). Sure, you can start here, but the story begins with "Exposing Desires". I hope you enjoy the last installment as much as I enjoyed writing it. A special thanks to Takeatumblewithme for assisting in the editing process.

Him: What a wild night. When I learned that we would not be able to have sex for the entire week prior to our designated Date night with her new friend, I got aggressive with my wife and made her orgasm with my fingers and tongue. Since she had just deposited a huge load of my cum on my own face, it was only fair to give her a release as well. By the end of our session, she had every hole filled with either a cock, dildo, or vibrator and I had cum again in the excitement of it all.

It was morning and I rolled over to watch my wife stumble into the bathroom and heard the shower turn on. We had a long exhausting session and she had to be sticky from the pussy juices, cum and sweat I made sure to put all over her body. She did not like to be covered in sex juice but I owed her. Especially after her tricky wicked mind made me believe she was going to take my load in her mouth, only for her to pull off my dick at the last second and blast the cum all over my own face. Incredibly my cock was starting to stir at recalling the night before, when the doorbell rang followed by four rapid knocks against the door. It sounded urgent as I got up, quickly pulling some shorts on as I headed to the door. I noted it was only nine in the morning, again the doorbell rang followed by four rapid knocks.

I was now annoyed as I threw open the door and said "What!?"

Standing in front of me was a striking woman who ignored my question and walked past me and right into our home. As she walked in she looked around and stopped in the front room at this point saying "I am the coordinator for your date night with Mistress Helen. She wants to ensure you and your wife are properly prepared for your evening with her and she has sent me to ensure her instructions are followed to the letter." She then handed me a phone and motioned for me to take a seat. As I sat down she explained that her mistress wanted to talk to me and to answer the phone when it rang. She then asked where my wife was. I directed her to our bedroom as she spun and headed in that direction, the phone began to ring

Saying over her shoulder "Don't keep my mistress waiting..."

Her: I woke up staring at the back of my husband's head as my brain registered the crusted and icky sex fluids still all over me from our kinky session. I needed a shower and as the warm water began to wash the smell off my body I started to reminisce about the fun sessions we had the night before. My pussy and ass both resisted the sexual thoughts still sore from the blissful abuse they endured from the rhythmic pounding my husband had given them both. I had just finished rinsing the conditioner out of my hair when I heard voices and wondered who was in the house, but continued enjoying the hot water travelling across my body.

As I turned off the water and opened the door to grab my towel for my hair, I was met by someone gently grabbing my hand. I looked up startled to see the woman who had been between my legs less than 24 hours earlier. The restaurant manager who had stripped me naked and then violated me for her mistress was now standing in front of me. My pussy, despite the previous nights pounding, was instantly wet. She was talking but I was not hearing her words, so I said "What?"

I said "Your husband is on the phone with our mistress right now. She is interviewing him to see if her plans for Saturday are still worth her time. She is going to ask him when you both last had sex... You were told not to have sex after yesterday, until your date. So, were you compliant with her wishes or were you fucked by your husband after midnight last night?"

Her: I knew it was well after midnight when we finally collapsed into each other's arms... I also knew my man would get on that phone and be manipulated by her words and voice, so he would not remember the condition of no sex after midnight. I broke mistress's rules and it had not even been a full 24 hours.

Jess had warned me how strict she was going to be and I was a little worried now that Friday night was not going to happen... The look on my face must have told the woman all she needed, she gently grasped my hand and led me into the front room soaking wet and fully naked. Normally, I do not care about being naked in my own house, I know my husband loves it, but here I was being led down the hall by a woman I barely knew..... I didn't even know her name! In front of me was my husband sitting on the couch with a bright red face as he looked up shocked at the sight of me being led down the hall. He could barely utter the words...." She wants to talk to you."

He handed the phone to our new friend and she said, "Yes mistress". "Yes, Mistress." "Yes, Mistress I will make sure it is done as you have instructed." Then she hung up.

She then handed me the phone and said "If it rings you need to answer it before the third ring. If you miss a call, then there will not be a party on Saturday." I looked at her confused because we had discussed the day being Friday night.

She saw the confusion on my face and said "Mistress is disciplining you for disobeying her. So she has moved your meeting to Saturday and has instructed me to apply safeguards to ensure you are not tempted to seek satisfaction with each other or alone." As she spoke she started rummaging through her bag and pulled out two items handing us each one. She continued, "If at any time you decide this is not for you, you can choose to stop and I will pack my things and go. However, I have been instructed to stay here with you and ensure you are properly prepared for our mistresses pleasure."

Him: "Hello?" A sultry voice responded to my prompt by saying "Hello, this is Mistress Helen. I understand you and I are going to get acquainted later this week, but before we do I want to ensure you are interested in pleasuring me and watching me pleasure your wife?"

Being the typical man, I said "Sounds like fun..."

Mistress Helen said sternly" I explained to your wife that I am the beginning and the end of all pleasure we will be having during our time together. Can you handle the fun that comes with being pleasured as a submissive to a mistress?"

I was shocked and all I could say was "Uhhhh.... Ummm"

She continued " Jess told me about your wife, shared with me how you both like to play and has given me a few ideas for our time together. Keep in mind this will always be consensual, I will not make you do anything you do not fantisize about with one another. However, in my world there is room for only one person to control the rhythm of sexual relationships like this and that person is me. Can you accept this form of "fun"?

I was still unsure about all her words, but was comforted that it would be consensual. My voice said "Yes." While my brain was still processing the possible ramifications. My voice must not have been convincing her that I was sold on the idea.

Her voice softened into a sultry tone and said "Well, you will have your time with Miss Nicole to decide if this is something you both want to experience. She will put you through the paces this week and see if you are both up for this level of pleasure."

I was still not sure what was happening or who this woman was talking too, my head was still spinning when she said, "Oh and one other thing.... When you address me you will end your sentences with "Mistress Helen or Mistress."

"Are we clear?" she asked, in a tone that would make any man do anything she wanted.

I glanced up and saw my naked wife being led down the hall by Nicole. I was not sure what was going on, but my face felt hot as I said, almost in a whisper, "Yes.. Mistress"...

Her: Nicole hung up the phone and then handed it to me. Her instructions included how to answer it and then handed me strange leather panties and instructed me to put them on. While I did as she instructed she was instructing my husband to go take a shower, but not to get out of the shower until she came to retrieve him. He was told to ensure everything was clean.

Once he left the room Miss Nicole explained that our Mistress was unhappy with me and that I would be punished by being.... The phone rang and I looked at it anxiously as the initials MH flashed on the screen.

Nicole said "That was the first ring......"

Right! No more than two rings, I answered.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end was curt "You know who this is! Why are you being disobedient and disrespectful? Maybe this is not a good idea after all!" And she hung up.

I looked at Miss Nicole and said, "She hung up...."

Nicole looked at me as if I were a child and said, "Why did you not say "Yes, Mistress?"

She continued, "It is all a test. This whole week is a test to see if you are up for the sexual adventure she has planned for you this weekend.... But you have to do it her way and you have to submit to her control. By calling her mistress you are submitting to her and allowing your verbal submission to give her great pleasure. You must use your words to convey your desire to submit to her pleasure."

The phone rang again, this time I quickly answered the call saying "Yes, Mistress?"

This time there was silence on the other end. I could feel her thinking about her next statement.... She then said " You are required to wear a chastity belt until Miss Nicole gives you the key. It will be locked and she will have the only key. When you need to relieve yourself Miss Nicole will need to decide if she should unlock the belt. This is your punishment for being having sex today. Since you both obviously have a lot to learn about being detail oriented and meeting my expectations, Miss Nicole is going to be your house guest until she feels you are ready for my attention. She will sleep in your bed with you both to ensure no rules are accidentally broken between you little fuck bunnies. Be warned though, she is one of my brightest students training to be a Mistress, herself. So, whatever she says you will be required to comply. One negative report from Nicole and you will need to make it up to your husband another way." She then hung up.

I put the phone down, looked at Nicole and asked, "What do I call you?" Nicole smiled with a devilish grin saying "You can call me Miss Nicole while in your home and Nicole when we are in public. The three of us are going to have such fun. Now put on your chastity belt."

I said "Yes, Miss Nicole."

"Good girl", " she said. Taking my hand, we went back to our room to start a weeklong trek towards Saturday and I was wondering now if maybe it would be better to just lose the bet to my husband and let him do his worst because this belt thing was already uncomfortable...

Him: I was not sure how I felt about the situation my wife brought into our home. On the one hand I was super excited to watch another woman dominate my wife, but this woman and the sultry sounding woman on the phone planned to dominate us both! I was not sure how I felt about that when my thoughts we interrupted by the shower door flying open and Nicole looking at me sternly. My wife was standing silently next to her and now I felt embarrassed.

Nicole broke the silence by saying "You are not clean! I still smell your wife's sex on you." She then stepped closer to me and leaned in as if she was going to kiss me.

Pulling back, she looked at my wife saying "I smell semen on his face? Did you have a friend over last night?" My wife looked at her and said "No Miss Nicole, it is his own cum."

Miss Nicole smiled broadly and then said, "Maybe there is hope for the two of you after all." She then took the bar of soap and handed it to me ordering me by saying "Scrub! No more daydreaming. We have a lot of work to do before Saturday."

Her: The rest of Sunday was a blur. A lot of housekeeping items. Arranging room for her clothes in our bedroom, buying approved grocery items, and talking about appointments we must make during the next several days. Not only was I going to have to stay close to home, but my husband was put into a cock harness similar to my chastity belt and it did not take long him to wisely decide to call in sick for the rest of the week.

That evening, we sat and discussed the proper etiquette when in the presence of our mistress. We learned what we would need to do on Monday and we were told we would need a good night's sleep. During this time, I had to pee twice, Miss Nicole handed me the key both times and then inspected the lock upon my return. My husband seemed to enjoy watching a woman fiddle with a lock attached across the front of my pussy. Of course, when it was time for him to relieve himself she did the same to him and examined the locked cage upon his return. To be honest it was exciting for me to watch.

That night I think the only person who slept well was Miss Nicole. Nestled in between us in our king-sized bed she would roll from one side to the other and snuggle into whoever was on that side. She wore a cotton jersey and no underwear, so while she snuggled with me my husband had a great view of her ass. I know because when she was snuggling with him I could not stop staring at her luscious curves. It was going to be a long week.

Monday:

Him: Having the week off was inconvenient, but the alternative would have been unbearable to wait for Miss Nicole to arrive with a tiny key so I could go pee. I almost called it off when I accidently clamped the cage down on my ball sac, but Miss Nicole took over at this point. If I call it off, then none of this embarrassment would have been worth it and honestly, Mistress Helen made it sound like Saturday was going to be well worth it.

Miss Nicole dictated our meal selection and we were instructed to make the meals together, naked. As the wife and I worked around the kitchen in this vulnerable state Miss Nicole explained the psychology of being naked and the association with vulnerability and dominance while being fully clothed and comfortable. To be honest I was only half listening because I became acutely aware of just how close my penis is to dangerous things in the kitchen, like the oven burners. It is a new kind of awareness when I had a sharp object in my hands or had to dodge the lid to the trash can, when automatically flipping up in front of me.

The wife was the first one who needed to use the bathroom after breakfast. Miss Nicole did not hand her the key this time, instead she went with her to the bathroom and I was told to stay in the front room. Minutes later I heard moaning, but it was not the wife.... I strained to hear what was happening, but it was muffled and then the toilet flushed. I was excited to hear what had happened, but the wife gave no indication to me that she planned to share.

An hour later it was my turn. I asked Miss Nicole for the key and she instructed me to follow her. Still naked, except for the small cage attached to my penis, she instructed me to stand in the corner of the room and face the wall. Minutes later I was instructed to turn around. What was in front of me was Miss Nicole leaning back on her elbows with her legs open and a strap-on between her legs.

She said "If you want the key, you need to earn it. Show me how you suck cock." I tried to look shocked but she continued "I know you take a dildo in your ass and Mistress thinks that is hot. She wants me to make sure your mouth and your ass are ready for her attention on Saturday. Now get over here and start sucking. You will not be able to relieve yourself until I am satisfied."

She looked so hot, but now my cock was aching to be released so that the blood could flow. I dropped to my knees in front of her and started sucking it as fast as I could. She stopped me and began giving me instructions. "Lick the tip and tease it. Run your tongue along the side. Lick the balls. Stroke it." I was getting distracted with my bladder I had held it longer than I should have and anticipated being handed the key, not giving her a blowjob to get the key!

Finally, she pulled my head off her cock and a "Pop" escaped my lips. She smiled and said, "We have work to do." Then she tossed me the key. I ran to the bathroom releasing my cock and suddenly having both the desire to pee and the desire for an erection flow at the same time. She stood at the door and watched as her strap-on dangled between her legs and I struggled to control my own desires while also trying to shoot straight. When I finished she told me that for the remainder of the week I was to pee sitting on the porcelain throne.

After dinner when the dishes were clean, we sat in the front room and she reviewed the next day's activities. She then asked if we still wanted to continue our part in this adventure. We had not really had the opportunity to be alone and talk, but we both said "Yes, Miss Nicole" in unison.

She smiled and went back to our bedroom. We looked at each other confused as we heard rustling, drawers open and close and finally she came back into the front room with her bag.

"Now what?!" I thought.

Miss Nicole stated " I am going to leave my bag by the front door every night before I leave to check in on another couple. If the bag is sitting outside I will know you have decided to end our encounter. I will have no feelings about it either way, but it will be a clear indicator to myself and our Mistress that you have reached the limits of your own exploration and wish to go no further. I can promise you I will push your boundaries every day. You will feel dominated and maybe even violated, but know that you always have the option to stop this fantasy of yours at any time. Are we clear?"

We both responded to her again in unison.

She then moved to the kitchen and removed two bottles of water. She walked towards my wife saying "I will return in approximately two hours. While I'm gone you both will drink all of this. Looking at my wife saying, "I noticed you are not taking in enough fluids and staying hydrated.... Or maybe you just don't want to have to pee?" Now looking at her inquisitively...

My wife looked at her and said, "I will complete the task within two hours, Miss Nicole."

"Good Girl!" She said "Okay, I am off. Remember, bag outside the door and all of this is over. If you decide to continue, then put my clothes back in our room." And she left.

I looked at the time. It was 8pm. She would be back by 10pm and we had to do some serious talking. My wife opened the water bottle and started drinking the water and shaking her head. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that when she needed to pee that Miss Nicole made her lick her pussy to get the key.

"Don't get me wrong I love being eaten out, but I don't like having to it! And she did not ask she just expected it! I got really wet, but I don't think I want to have to do it again. So I have been trying to avoid drinking all day."

I looked at her and chuckled saying, "You got busted. She is not stupid."

"Did she make you do it, too?" she asked with a concerned tone in her voice.

"No, she did not have me eat her out, instead she had me suck your cock. She put on your strap-on and gave me instructions on how to give a blowjob while my bladder was about to burst!" I said.

We both sat quiet for a moment and I asked her if she wanted to quit. She looked at me and said, "If I do want to end this then what does that mean?" I looked at her lovingly and said "Well, sweetheart, it means I win the bet. And you still owe me."

Her:

In our marriage I have enjoyed being the recipient of all of my husband's attention. Even in our threesomes with another woman I am on the receiving end of all their attention for my own pleasure. I enjoy how he runs his hands across my body and he knows just how to hold the middle of my back as he kisses me passionately.

What I am not used to is being the giver with no return. I have been spoiled by him and when Miss Nicole forced my head into her sex and made me lick to give her pleasure, but then got nothing in return.... I was frustrated and fucking horny.

Now my husband is sitting across from me with a smug look asking if I am going to go back on our bet. I am way more stubborn than to welch on our bet. Besides, it made me really hot thinking about him being forced to take blowjob instructions from Miss Nicole. I wish I could have seen that one! I only had four more days and maybe she will do something to him tomorrow that will have him putting the bag out on the porch. In response, I stood up, snatched my water off the coffee table and walked over to her bag. Picking up while looking at him I turned and took it back in our room. I heard him say " I hate to see you go, but love to watch that fine ass leave!" I turned and stuck my tongue out at him. With his quick wit said, "You better save that for Miss Nicole." Sometimes I hate his ability to come up with witty responses that make me smile even when I am frustrated. I would not let him see this smile as I threw up a middle finger over my shoulder.

At precisely 10pm Miss Nicole walked in and said she needed a shower before bed and instructed us both to follow her to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom she instructed us both to wash various parts of her body. Giving us detailed instructions on how to clean her hair, boobs, pussy, ass and even her feet. Once we had worked from top to bottom on our respective sides, she turned around and had us to it all over again. " I want you both to know that you cleaned me, so when you are asked to enjoy me you will know I am as clean as you have made me...."

While we washed her diligently, she told us about David and Carol and how they had needed to be disciplined for not obeying Mistress Helen. As I washed the front of her body and followed her instruction she went into great detail about the way she had tied them both up and frustrated them to the point of orgasm, but then denied them the release. She explained that she had placed them both in chastity belts and told us just how much trouble they were in with the Mistress. All I could think about was how delicious her body looked and the bondage sounded. She described the ways I had always wished to be restrained by my man, but he was all thumbs when it came to tying me up. I gave a barely audible sigh since I had not shared these kinks with him, but Miss Nicole looked right through me and saw the desire in my sigh. Smiling she acknowledge it by then lightly kissing me on the lips. Only once and only so lightly. I wanted more when she told us to now dry her off, that she was tired.

As she finished getting ready for bed she released us both from our confines to dry off and to relieve our bladders. I was confident I would now sleep through the night without need to wake her up for the key. As if she had read my mind she instructed my husband to go and refill the water bottles. She then instructed us to drink the entire bottle before bed. I was so screwed I knew my bladder would not wait until morning and I was right. At about 3am I had to wake her up and ask for the key. In response she simply pushed my head down to her pussy and I found myself enjoying a midnight snack. At some point before my tongue began cramping she pulled my head up to hers and she kissed me passionately. She then whispered to me "You are getting better at that." I guess practice does make perfect." She then handed me the key and I bound out of bed to the bathroom. As I wiped I was feeling that familiar tingle so I paused over my clit and gave it a few extra strokes before remembering the nose Miss Nicole had. I did not want her smelling pussy on my fingers, so I stopped.

As I made my way back into bed I heard the movement in the bed. As my eyes adjust I noticed my husband's head was bobbing up and down on Miss Nicoles cock. I inhaled sharply at the shadowed image of my husband's head bouncing up and down on my strap-on. I felt Miss Nicole's hand reach for mine and place it on top of my husband's head. She then said to him "Open that throat! Take it deep in your mouth" She then whispered to me "Make him gag on my cock. Come on. Force his head like he does it to you.... Show me how he fucks your face."

I wished I could see his smug face now. I increased the pressure on the back of his head and he resisted. Miss Nicole placed her hands firmly over mine and said, "Come on, take it baby, suck that cock like you make your wife suck it." He started to struggle and started gagging on it gasping for air. She finally released the pressure on his head and handed him the key, saying "You have work to do cowboy." He gasped as he ran for the bathroom, but I did not hear him peeing. Was he sitting down?

Tuesday

Him: This morning, I am suffering from a sore throat and bruised ego. I was woken in the middle of the night by having a cock forced into my mouth and then Miss Nicole pushing my head down to her waist were she attached the dildo to her strap-on and continued driving her cock into my mouth. Then moments later I felt my wife's hand press against my head and drive the head of the cock to the back of my throat. The two of them then violated my throat for several minutes before Miss Nicole stopped and handed me the key. It was only then that I realized I needed to pee. It took a minute to work the lock and in that time I remembered that I needed to sit my ass on the seat because if I didn't I would likely pay a price when I got back into bed. I did not make it that far as she walked in saying "Ah, perfect height" as she continued her assault on my mouth with her strap-on while I was peeing. It is an interesting sensation to have blood running to your dick when you are trying to take a piss.

Maybe I should have put her fucking bag on the porch last night!

The day began with the three of us being completely naked, other than our chastity devices, as we prepared the house for our visitor. Miss Nicole directed everything for us from the time we got up to the time she told us to go to bed. She dictated what we ate and what our chores would be for the day. Along the way she would punish us for tasks not completed to her satisfaction. This was typically with a flogger leaving nice red streaks across our ass to remind us to be mindful of our tasks. The morning was tame other than a sore throat which she continued to abuse as a part of the punishment for things like staring at her gorgeous body, looking her in the eyes, or forgetting to call her Miss Nicole. At one point, I was called into our room where Miss Nicole sat on the bed and was lubing up a butt plug.

She looked at me saying "Do you believe you give more pleasure to.... or that you receive more pleasure from... your wife?" I did not understand the question and so she continued. "Women are designed to receive pleasure and then give birth. That is the entire biological purpose of sex. We have a place for you to deposit your sperm and even it has a purpose.... However, your wife and I have other holes you fill that give us pleasure. And you have discovered that you have a hole which brings you pleasure when it is filled. However, the majority of the time you are a giver of pleasure. How often does your wife do your ass?"

I felt like I was being asked by a medical doctor. She addressed me very matter of fact, almost clinically, so I responded, "When I tell her I want it."

She nodded asking "And how often do you cum in her mouth?"

"I don't", I responded with disappointment. "She does not like the sensation or the taste of the act itself. She only sucks to get me going and because she knows I enjoy it."

Again, nodding she stated " But you do get to receive a warm tight sensation from her mouth in return for pleasuring her. You give pleasure to her in the pussy, her mouth or her ass and when she wants it you are happy to give it, correct?".

Yes, I said.

Then she dropped the hammer, "So you are in fact a submissive bitch yourself. You seek to pleasure your wife the way she wants it. The fact that you receive some pleasure is secondary to her own orgasm and you have to ask to be the receiver of pleasure." She then motioned me to bend over our dresser as she was going to drive her point home.

Most women who crave to be submissive will want to be led into bed or bent over and taken. This satisfies the biological needs and sexual urges so they can feel the power that comes from being satisfied by a man. This is what brings us pleasure. To do this the men will do it with their cock or tongue, but a woman can provide this sense of power to another woman, also. Does this make sense to you?"

"Yes, Miss Nicole". I stammered over my words as she gently worked the plug into my ass. As she slowly worked the plug into my ass she kept talking about the dynamics of a receiver vs. a giver. She said "Your wife loves to receive from you, but deep down she knows only her own power when she receives pleasure. She needs to learn the pleasure she can get from being the giver, instead. This has made an imbalance in your sex lives and she believes that by watching others fuck your ass or watch you suck another man's cock that she can still be the receiver. She truly wants you to be able to experience the same level of pleasure she does, but she wants to witness it, not provide it. So, to make her learn her role as a giver we must make you the receiver." As she pushed the butt plug fully into place and I let out a moan of pleasure.

She then began tapping the end of it saying, "This is purely a receivers pleasure. The plug gets no satisfaction from being in your ass and I get no pleasure from doing it. This makes you a receiver of all pleasure, so all the power is yours. Do you want me to stop?"

"No Miss Nicole, please don't stop." I moan.

"So, you enjoy being the receiver then, not the giver?" she asks.

"I enjoy both, it just depends on the situation." I said.

" So, if that plug were a real cock you would enjoy it? Or if there was a real cock in your mouth you would enjoy it, depending on the situation??" "Explain this to me."

At this point she removed the plug and replaced it with our seven-inch dildo as she slowly worked it into my ass. I was not sure what she was after or what to say, but she was insistent on having me explain my words. "I enjoy seeing pleasure on my wife's face. It does not matter what the act is I like to see her fulfilled and rest peacefully in my arms after. But at times she gets really horny or I get really horny and the strap-on comes out. She does take her turn being the giver, Miss Nicole..." She interrupts "Ahh, but she is the giver when she wants you to submit to her power. How often does she walk in and submit you to her will while wearing the strap on like I did to you last night?"

I could not think of a single time and had not answered when she said "Exactly, she wants you to make her submit to your power, your will. This makes her horny and drives her desire when she knows she can give you something you crave, BUT because she is a receiver she wants someone else to do it for her, so she can enjoy the pleasure of watching." The dildo was now sliding effortlessly in and out of my ass with her words. She would stop the motion when she wanted to make a point and she did this several times.

As she increased her rhythm saying "You see the power you feel by being fucked by my dildo has no way to determine the sensations felt by you or by the person thrusting it into your ass. It feels nothing. The pleasure is all about you and your release. Which you be denied." With that she pulled the dildo out and I moaned in disappointment.

"You only know your own pleasure as a receiver from the sensation of being full. And it being a strap-on cock there would be only one true receiver of the pleasure. Unless your wife truly enjoyed the sensation and power of fucking you. While it may be visually stimulating to her, the physical sensation is only experienced by you. So, as a submissive little bitch to the pleasures of being a receiver it is your job to share how good it feels. By using your voice and moaning like you make a woman moan when you are giving her pleasure. Do not silently enjoy the sensations, it does not empower the giver. AT ALL!".

She them placed the plug back in my ass saying "Today you will spend the day being the receiver and I want to hear your pleasure when you receive pleasure. Do you understand me?"

I released a light moan and replied "Yes, Miss Nicole."

Her: It had been about ten minutes since they went into the bedroom. I started wondering what she was doing with my husband. It took all my self-control to stay on task and not stomp down the hallway and straight into our room, after all this is my house! This is when Miss Nicole's voice rang in my ears. She was calling me to the bedroom and now I hesitated going into our room because she wanted me there...... I slowly walked down the hall to see my husband bent over our dresser with the end of a bright butt plug sticking out.

"Yes, Miss Nicole?" I said submissively.

"Your husband has admitted to me that he is a submissive giver and that he gives to only satisfy your desires. The problem with this dynamic is that you are a submissive receiver and will only act as a giver when directed to do so. So today I am taking on the role of giver and he is not a giver. His cock will remain locked up and he is going to be receiving pleasure from us today. Your role today is going to also be that of a giver, but you will do this for MY pleasure."

With those words she handed me a strap-on and instructed me to put it on. I was excited because I knew I could use the dildo to partially grind against my clit with each deep trust, but as I put it on I noticed this one had a lot of unique cut outs and padding in the front making it impossible to get any clit stimulation from my trusting action. I was not going to get any type of satisfaction from this activity,

Miss Nicole was slowly tapping on the butt plug as my husband moaned. I could feel my own clit swelling from the sight and sounds. This was fucking hot! I had not heard him moan like this before. I loved it when he asked me to wear my strap-on and watching him suck on it was amazing! I started moving towards his mouth to fill it with my cock, when Miss Nicole firmly told me that I was to satisfy her with the strap-on. She then got on her hands and knees, propping her body over my husband's back with her boobs resting firmly on his back. As I lined up behind Miss Nicole she directed me on how I was to penetrate her, the rhythm I was to keep and how my hands were to grip her hips and even grab her hair as she neared orgasm. During this entire time, she played with the anal plug in my husband and was talking to him about how he would love being fucked the way I was now fucking Miss Nicole.

My own juices were cascading down my legs and my clit ached to be touched. Miss Nicole then tensed and experienced her first orgasm. She instructed me to then remove the dildo from her pussy and insert it into my husband's mouth. She then talked dirty to him while she continued to work the butt plug in and out of his ass.

She was saying things like "You like the feeling of this plug don't you?" "You are going to suck my juices off of that cock in your wife's hands, yessss.... Good boy. Oh, just imagine if that was a real cock that had been fucking me."

He froze, he stopped moaning and I stopped pumping the cock into his mouth. Miss Nicole said sternly "Feed him that cock the way he fucks your face and don't stop until I say."

Him: The consistent tapping on the plug in my ass was enticing, but was maybe an inch short from tapping against my prostate. The strap-on cock in my mouth was covered with the pussy juices of a woman other than my wife who was now talking to me about taking a real cock in my mouth and ass. My wife was now aggressively pushing the cock into my mouth and holding my head steady as she pumped. Miss Nicole now swatting my ass with the flogger because I was not moaning to her satisfaction. "Come on, moan like your little fuck bitch wife. I know she likes to make noise during her pleasure. You are receiving pleasure and we want to hear it!" Another blow from the flogger smacked against my ass and I moaned loudly. This also gave my wife the opportunity to push the cock deeper into my mouth.

Miss Nicole then had my wife lay on the bed. She positioned me to straddle her and while staring her in the eyes, Miss Nicole skillfully removed the butt plug and replaced it with the head of the cock penetrating my outer ring that was still strapped to my wife. She then said "Okay stud, here is your chance to deny it. If you don't want to feel a real cock in your ass and suck on one to give pleasure to someone else, then pull off your wife's cock. You realize that deep down this is why she wants to watch you suck another cock. She wants to watch you be the same as her, she wants to watch you enjoy being a submissive receiver, just like you have made her be for you all these years. She wants to watch you suck a real cock and you want to do it, don't you!?"

I remained silent as she continued "You want to experience what you do to her when you put her on her knees because that is what she wants to see you do, right? You want to suck a cock for her because she wants to know she has the power to make you do it. Oh, and you want to do it for her..... Come on your body is telling me? Now you say the words!"

My legs were shaking, my cock straining against its cage and my wife's eyes were smoldering with sex. I knew I was done. I wanted to end it here, but then my wife broke the silence saying "Baby, fuck my cock. You know you want it. You have sucked it. I want to pleasure yourself while you ride me. I want to see what you see when I ride your cock."

Miss Nicole moved to the end of the bed, now propping herself up with pillows I now have a front row seat to watching her masturbate as she watched my wife encourage me to take her cock in my ass. I slowly began to rock on against the length of the cock and both women began encouraging me to fuck the cock.

"Moan for me bitch. Take that cock in your ass and show us how hungry you are to be satisfied... That's it now take it all in and let me hear your pleasure. Oh, yes that's it. Ride that cock. Enjoy the pleasure. Look at your wife. Is she enjoying giving you that big dick?"

"Yes" I moaned. She then crawled over the top of my wife's face and said "Well, she should be giving me pleasure, too." She then gave her instructions to eating her pussy and sucking her clit while being inches away from my face. She forcefully grabbed my face and said, "Tell us you want to suck real cock."

I mumbled the words, but Miss Nicole said "You need to say it loud enough for your wife to hear. She has my thighs over her ears, so now say it loud enough for her to hear. And I know she will hear your words when the actions in her tongue changes. Now say it!"

"I want to suck cock for my wife. I want to have her watch me take it in my mouth and I want her to encourage me while I try to make him cum in my mouth." Miss Nicole's eyes rolled in her head and demanded that I keep going to keep sharing the desire. I continued by sharing with her the fantasy my wife had shared with me several months earlier about her desire to see me fucked in the ass and have another man's cock cum in my mouth.

Miss Nicole now grinding her pussy against my wife's small face was close to orgasm and told me to climb off my wife and go get cleaned up. As I stood over the sink waiting for the water to warm up I heard her reach orgasm and could only imagine the sticky mess all over my wife's face. As I finished cleaning up my wife walked in and I handed her fresh warm washcloth.

She smiled and said "Thanks. I don't think I can keep this up until Saturday. I want you sooo bad and right fucking now!"

Miss Nicole then appeared at the door and took my wife's face in her hand saying "Sweetheart, you are the giver of pleasure. As such you will only find your pleasure by watching it on our faces and that will be enough for you, until I decide that you are worthy again of being a receiver." I could see her grip tight around my wife's face as she continued " You have wanted and demanded pleasure your whole life until you were introduced to our Mistress. On that day you became a giver. Allowing me to inspect you, undress you and stick my tongue in your pussy without even knowing my name. You want something you don't yet understand, but I am going to teach it to you. I will show you both how to find your balance."

Miss Nicole then leaned in and gently kissed my wife's trembling lips. She was not scared, she was angry and I stood transfixed waiting to see if Miss Nicole was going to survive this encounter without a black eye. As the kiss lingered and became more passionate a soft moan escaped my wife. Miss Nicole then released her grip on my wife and said "Soon, lovely horny woman you will have all your fantasies fulfilled..... You must be patient."

With that she turned to me saying "You are both on your own for the remainder of the day. I have others that I must attend too. She placed the key on the bathroom sink saying "If you play with yourself or each other.... I will know. Tonight, you are to shower together, clean your chastity belts and put them back on. I will be back by midnight. If my bag is on the porch I will know that you have decided to fuck like disgusting little animals just pretending to be procreating and have decided to forgo the enlightened pleasures that await you just four days from now.

Miss Nicole was gone for less than five minutes and I came out of the bedroom to see my wife with Miss Nicole's bag in her hands. She was now only seconds away from dropping the bag on the porch, but she had frozen in place. I could not speak; I was also conflicted. I wanted her to put the bag on the porch so I could have my way with her and we could return to our normal lives. She turned to look at me.

Her: I have never been as frustrated and horny as I am right now! Watching and listening while my husband impales himself on my strap-on and simultaneously is begging Miss Nicole to let him be fucked by a real cock. I watched the pleasure on his face as he bounced up and down on my cock, but could not feel any stimulation in my pussy only the wetness of my own sex. Is this what men feel when they can't get laid?

If that wasn't bad enough, then I was blinded by Miss Nicole's pussy and I could not hear the moans of his pleasure. I became angry and wanted to toss her skinny ass to the floor when I suddenly heard words come out of his mouth that I only ever fantasized about. He was telling her he wanted to suck cock, that he wanted to be fucked in the ass. I found myself licking her pussy as a way to encourage her to keep pushing him. My efforts did more than that, she suddenly shifted and I found my tongue trapped in her ass. She shifted again and put my tongue right on her asshole. I had never rimmed anyone in my life, but as my husband continued confessing his desires I ate her ass with enthusiasm, knowing that I had cleaned this orifice very well and had hoped she would soon shift back to desire for me to eat her pussy. And I was right.

Now I stand at our front door with her bag in my hands and all I can wonder is what I will be throwing away by putting her bag on the porch. I turn to see my husband, but he has a poker face and I cannot read anything from him. He would win either way.... So, he was simply observing. After a couple minutes I lowered my head and took her bag back in our room. As I walked past my man I said "Let's go get our shower over with... I am all sticky and gross..."

Wednesday

Him: I woke early in the morning and found myself on my back with the head of a beautiful woman on each shoulder. I was awakened by the anger found in my groin and became aware that with all the teasing Miss Nicole had been doing to us, that the goal was to ensure neither of us had the opportunity to climax.

Miss Nicole was the first to stir. She sleepily stumbled into the bathroom to relieve herself. When she emerged from the bathroom she came a whispered in my ear, Just snuggle with her this morning. I will get breakfast ready for us."

I was shocked, but was not going to argue after three days of cleanings, rearranging rooms, and completing the "To-do" list of this stranger, I was happy to just wrap myself around my wife and close my eyes. Ten minutes later the smell of coffee and bacon worked its way into our room and caused my wife to stir. She looked at me and asked about the key. "Still in the bathroom", I said.

Breakfast was relaxed which is funny to say, since we all sat nude in our kitchen talking and sharing stories with one another. The morning was relatively boring, but things were about to change. I was told to clean the kitchen as the women disappeared into the bedroom. As I was finishing up I turned to see both of them dressed like they were going out to get laid. Both dressed in outfits to attract attention, from tight skirts to the low-cut blouses, they were obviously making plans to do something and I was excited about potential. This is when I was told that I would be staying home to complete a list of items Miss Nicole had left in the bedroom.

It turns out Miss Nicole had planned a day of shopping, haircuts, manicures, pedicures and just feminine pampering. And I was not invited. Instead, I was told to remove all the hair from the pubic region of my body. I was then instructed to go get a haircut and start dinner preparation at 4pm. I was initially excited about having the day to myself. It turns out when you are really horny, and cannot take care of the situation that being left alone is nothing but pure torture.

Her: I am not sure what creature spawned Miss Nicole, but I was certain it was not a human being! We walked into the bedroom and she informed me that we were going out for a pamper day. I was informed my husband would have a list of chores and that we would be going to a spa to recharge from the last couple of trying days, but as she was talking with me, she was removing my chastity belt for another contraption. She bent me over and continued sharing the day's activities with me as she inserted a long smooth tube into my ass and another into my pussy. She then covered them both with the chastity belt.

The outfit she picked out for me was not something I would have worn outside the bedroom. A "come see my goodies" mini skirt, fuck me pumps and beer whence blouse where our outfits for the day. She did not offer me an alternative, but after being nude for several days even these clothes felt retraining and confining.

Soon we were on the freeway and heading to a destination known only to her. Our first stop was to get a manicure and pedicure. She explained that our mistress was very particular about self-care and grooming. As we sat next to one another we began to share personal details with one another. I learned she was in college, pre-med, and planned to be a psychiatrist. We were probably going to end up being a part of her thesis. I said "Well, this explains why we have felt like a lab rat the last few days."

Miss Nicole saying "Surely it has not been all that bad..."

All of a sudden the rod inserted in my ass began to thump deep in my body. No one could hear it, but I could definitely feel it. The ladies working on our fingers continued their own conversation as I looked at her and said "Really? I thought this was supposed to be a relaxing day?" Then the thumping in my ass stopped, but now I was receiving a vibrating sensation from the rod in my pussy.

"I just need to make sure they are working and that I have your attention when I want it. Remember, giver. This is all for me. " she said.

I smiled a devilish smile along with a sarcastic comment "Like I said, lab rat....."

She would occasionally turn one or the other on during the course of our conversation and would cause me to catch my breath, but soon I had mastered the sensation and was able to have it happen without losing focus on the conversation. She did no teasing during lunch, but then we went to get our hair cut and as soon as the stylist draped the apron around my body and the hairdresser engaged with me in idle chit chat I felt the entire lower half of my body suddenly react to intense sensations coming from both my ass and pussy. I covered my surprise by coughing violently. I caught a glimpse of Nicole in the mirror as she sat next to me talking to her hairdresser and smiling, without a care in the world. This was the longest and most torturous haircut of my entire life. I felt like I was eighteen and horny, but had no boyfriend accessible to me. As I left the saloon with Miss Nicole she put her arm around me and asked if I was okay. With tears in my eyes, I said "Definitely a lab rat!" As soon as I reached the door to leave the saloon all of the sensations suddenly stopped.

"One last stop then we will head home." she said. I was suddenly worried about my husband not being able to pee all day, but was told that he was left with a key. I told Miss Nicole how bad an idea I thought that was given the state we had left him in the night before.

Miss Nicole looked at me sternly once we got in the car saying " It is not your place to question my decisions. I wanted the two of us to spend some time together and I believe that your husband is just as greedy as you. You both want to get to Saturday and experience time with our Mistress. You have been pushed past the standard boundaries and social taboos; you are both as comfortable being naked as you are with wearing these hookers clothes. The fact that you allowed me to stay in your house after I made you eat out my ass tells me that you are primed for a great experience on Saturday. The thing is, I think you both just need one more thing to ensure you make it to Saturday.... A release...." She smiled her wicked smile and turned on both vibrators again as we made our way through the city.

She asked me what I wanted. I had no more layers of resistance, no more secrets and could not even make my sentences coherent. I begged her to stop. She told me it would stop when I explained to her exactly what I wanted.

I said "I want a big cock to fuck on me and make me cum over and over and after I have been satisfied I want to watch my husband take that same cock in his mouth. I want him to clean off my juices like he did yesterday and I want to hear him beg to be fucked." You are right Miss Nicole; I am a submissive little fuck bitch. I want pleasure. I want to receive a fucking release from this horny state you put me in!"

The sensations suddenly stopped. Miss Nicole looked at me and said "I am proud of you. You have grown so much."

I had not noticed we pulled into a parking lot and she motioned for me to join her.

We walked down the street for about a half a block before entering a storefront with no indication of what type of store it was, Just a small sign in the window which read "Omega Toys". Once inside it was obvious that this was an adult toy store.

Miss Nicole led me to the strap on and dildos where we were greeted by a young salesperson who was the typical stereotype goth girl in living form. She had way to many piercings and tattoos but asked politely. "Looking for anything specific, Miss Nicole?" She then smiled at the salesgirl and said loudly "Which one do you want, dear? Which one will we fuck you with and then use on your husband?"

I was shook. This was not something I had talked about in public. I looked around and quickly picking one, but Miss Nicole disagreed saying "I don't think this has the girth you described to me in the car." The salesgirl stood silently as I picked one after another with each being dismissed, until I finally realized what she was doing.

"Miss Nicole, which one would you like to fuck us with?" She then nodded to the salesgirl who picked up one of them and took it to the counter. She called after her saying "We will be using the back dressing room, also." The girl turned smiling and said "Of course, Miss Nicole."

Miss Nicole took my saying, "See so much growth." Then taking my hand, she led me to a rather large dressing room where she turned on a low hum and thumping in both my ass and pussy. It was pleasurable, but I was confused we had not bought anything to try on. Suddenly she pushed me to my knees and lifted her skirt, exposing her glistening pussy to me. I did not question, ask or hesitate; I feasted on it before directed and was met with approval. This was a lesson in submission. I am the giver. The sooner I learned to be it without question; the easier things would be for me. I began licking and sucking her clit like it was my last meal.

Suddenly she pulled my head away, turning my face towards the nearby wall. There was a beautiful cock dripping with pre cum staring at me through the wall. I had never seen a glory hole, but Miss Nicole had brought me to one and she was now gently stroking the slick cock and causing the precum to ooze from it. I glanced up at her for direction, she nodded saying "You said you wanted a cock, so you may service this one. However, once you start you cannot stop until it is satisfied, then removed from this hole and you must swallow every drop. By doing this I will allow you to be the receiver of pleasure before we go home."

Him: I had completed all the tasks and was sitting on the couch contemplating using the key to give my hairless self a small release. Who was I kidding, there would be no such thing as a small release.

This is when the mistress's phone rang. Miss Nicole had left me in charge of answering it. I sprang across the room and barely caught it before it rang a third time. "Yes Mistress?" I said while holding my shin after banging it into the coffee table.

The voice on the other end of the phone was not my mistress, but instead informed me that an Uber would be arriving in 20 minutes and I was to be dressed in the outfit laid out for me in the closet. The woman included instructions for removing my cock cage prior to leaving. I had not worn clothes for a few days now and it felt weird to be fully clothed. The fabric was not helping my state of excitement and rubbed in sensitive places across my freshly shave skin. I quickly jumped in the Uber hoping none of my neighbors were close enough to see the real reason I was limping.

Without the cage my dick made itself known and the raging hardon was hard to hide in the shorts and t-shirt laid out for me. If I at least had a collared shirt I could have left it untucked and covered the rogue who was expressing himself for the first time in days.

As the car headed towards the city the phone rang again. I answered sheepishly "Yes..., Mistress?" I could feel the driver's eyes on me, but what could I do, now?

"Miss Nicole tells me you have done exceptionally well the last couple of days, but she is worried that we may be.... clogging the pipes and that you should be allowed a release if you can prove yourself a worthy submissive slut. Are you up for the challenge?" she asked coldly.

"Yes, Mistress. I am." I snapped back.

"Good, then you have 25 minutes to complete a task. The Uber driver has been paid to wait exactly 25 minutes after you exit the vehicle. You will have 5 minutes to make your way to the room number he gives you and 15 minutes to complete the task then you will have five additional minutes to make it back to your Uber. Once you are successful I will call you back. Good Luck."

"Sure, the girls go for a relaxing spa day and I am running around playing scavenger hunt. This sucks!", I thought. The car stopped and the Uber driver said, "Room 127" and then pointed to the building to our left. I took a deep breath and jumped out of the car, bounding up the steps and down the hall to Room 127.

The door was opened, I walked in and said "Hello?" A female voice replied "Close the door. I am in here. "As I came around the corner I was greeted by a woman with her back to me in a silk robe held loosely around her waist. As she turned I admired her large breasts and hourglass figure. I was going to get my release, but what did I have 15 minutes to do?

She smiled appreciatively and simply said " You have fifteen minutes to make me horny, but be warned that Mistress Helen made me come just 30 minutes ago. I am starting your timer, now!" She then dropped her robe and stepped back half a step when I saw that she..... was a he... I stood frozen with so many thoughts coursing through my head.

She said "Sweetie, you are to fluff me in the next thirteen minutes or you will be going home frustrated. I walked over and started stroking her cock and hoping that would be enough. She said, "Honestly, if you just came 30 minutes ago do you believe a hand job is going to get you back in the game?"

What would my wife say? How would I explain this to her? I had a choice; Mistress Helen had made that clear. My cock was not giving me enough blood to use logic or reason. Instead, I dropped to my knees and started using the lessons Miss Nicole had been teaching me.

The cock was warm and soft. I rolled my tongue around it and thought about what I would want my wife to do if this was my cock. I then gently cupped the balls in one hand and began gently massaging them. With my other hand I worked my finger around to his ass and threatened to play with the sensitive area around his hole. I may have been five minutes later the cock was growing in my mouth and now I was beginning to feel it's stiffness grow in my mouth. With 45 seconds to spare she pulled my head off of her erect cock and said, "That was marvelous, but unfortunately for me; ya better run to catch your ride."

Once in the cab, I noticed the driver was on the phone and when he hung up I heard him say "Yes mistress." He did not say a word he simply started driving and 15 minutes later I was in a part of town I had never seen.

He stopped his car and pointed to the odd-looking store with a neo lit "Alpha Books" hanging in the front window. He said, "Go in and ask for Lizzy." As I walked in I realized this looked like a bookstore for old books. I was greeted by a sexually charged young woman who hungrily eyed me up and down. She looked disappointed when I asked for Lizzy.

She smiled and said "Sure, follow me." As we moved through the isles all I could focus on was how delicious Lizzy looked in her shorts. She opened a door and said, "Go on in and grab a seat Lizzy will be with you shortly." This looked like a reading room you might find in one's home with books scattered around. I was now sitting in an overstuffed leather chair and felt the old things missing were a good book, cigar and a scotch.

I was experiencing frustration and it was now painful sitting patiently in this small room with a raging hard-on, but I completed my task and had been promised a release.... I just needed to wait for Lizzy. What I really wanted was for Nicole to walk in naked so I could fuck the taste out of her mouth. She had been driving me crazy..... I wanted her to get a sore throat from my cock being pushed into her throat. I had to stop! I brushed this fantasy aside; I was not making things any better for my current state.

Minutes later I heard muffled voices in the room next to me and then the door opened and before me stood a half-naked woman with a phone in her ear "Lizzy?", I asked. She smiled and said "Yes, mistress I will get it done as you have asked." She then hung up the phone and dropped to her knees. She removed my shorts and began playfully stroking my cock. It was not going to take much, but she suddenly gripped my balls tightly and said "Not until I tell you. If you cum before I say you can bet that Miss Nicole is going to have severe consequences for you. Are we clear?"

"Yes, Lizzy." I cried.

She began with a slow licking, it was heavenly. Simultaneously wrapping a band around my balls. Even with this restriction it felt like my cock had not been touched for an eternity. I closed my eyes and let her work her magic at her own pace. Then my phone rang and I answered it "Yes, mistress?"

"Tell me, are you enjoying the attention you are getting?" she hissed. Yes, thank you Mistress" I replied. "Was it worth the price of being on your knees and sucking on a real cock?" she asked coyly.

"Yes, Mistress. Lizzy is great. It was worth it." She then hung up and as I put my phone away. Lizzy then stood up having me stand and face the back wall she moved some books and a picture to reveal a hole. She grabbed me by my cock and pulled it towards the wall while pushing my ass towards the wall. As she pushed it through she released the band around my balls and said "Someone else is gonna finish you off. I was just instructed to get you prepped. Now you can cum whenever you want.", she then turned and left the room.

Here I stand with my pants around my ankles with my most sensitive and overly engorged sex organ inserted into a hole, with no idea who or what is on the other side. I was beginning to second guess my decisions when a radiant hot mouth enveloped my cock all at once and almost took the entire length. There was no warning, no slow pace or warm up period. I had found myself attached to the mouth of a sucking machine!"

Her: I had all I could take from Miss Nicole and I heard her tell me that I was not going to be a receiver until I could complete this one task. I lurched at that cock and sucked it as hard as I could, imagining sucking this person's balls up through their dick. I took it all in one smooth motion and I just wanted to be fucked, but if this is what I had to do first, so be it!

Suddenly, and rather quickly the cock started twitching. I was not expecting it to happen so fast. I had a moment of panic and paused, but it was too late the first hot stream of cum was already in my mouth. The second stream was stronger and more powerful. I started to taste the man's cum and wanted to spit it out, but Miss Nicole held my head firmly and reminded me of the requirement. So, I acted like a proper slut and swallowed it all.

Miss Nicole checked my mouth before saying "Good girl. Now for your reward." As she opened the door and the woman covered in tattoos came back in, except this time she was wearing the dildo Miss Nicole had chosen. She simply walked over without a word and began pushing the large dildo into me and the only real cock in the room disappeared back through the hole in the wall. I did not care. I just needed to have a release and this fake cock would do the job!

Miss Nicole grabbed my face and said "You only get one. So, make it count. She then looked at the woman impaling me, handed her a container of lube and a condom saying "Make her earn it. Start with her ass. I want to hear her beg for you to fuck her pussy."

My aggressive pushing stopped as she repositioned the now slick condom covered cock against my asshole. My movements against her cock were now met with less resistance and I had to work harder to get any of it in my ass. I felt like I was teenager again with a boyfriend who had no idea what he was doing back there. After several minutes of false starts and half strokes I was so frustrated, I could not get any of it in my ass or get into a rhythm and I wanted my pussy to be fucked, not my ass. I yelled out "Come on and fuck me already! Give it to me! Please, let me have that cock!"

I felt the cock retreat from my ass; I heard the condom plop on the floor and in one swift glorious motion my pussy was filled with cock. Not only that but the tube previously placed in my pussy and ass were again activated. A low vibration and consistent thumping were now in perfect rhythm with her thrusts. The consistent rhythm, the sensation of being full and stimulated was more than I could resist. I was not going to be able to hide my orgasm. I was not going to be able to resist the thump, thump, thumping. I was already squirting juices down my legs and making barn animal sounds. I only lasted a few short minutes before the cock was remove from me and my assailant left the room without a word, a kiss, or even "dinner first".....

Him: The uber driver had me home by 4pm, I walked around the house in a daze as I started dinner prep. I felt much lighter and relaxed as I prepared dinner, but my mind was preoccupied with the reality that I had someone's cock in my mouth just an hour ago. I had removed my clothes and put my cock back in its cage before it got to engorged. Dinner was just going in the oven when I heard our car pull into the driveway. Oh, god..... How was I going to explain this to my wife?

I was not sure how much of my day I wanted to have revealed to my wife, but soon realized it was not up to me. It would be up to Miss Nicole...

My wife had been a frustrated giver for the last two days and if she learned I got to receive a release, she may just end the whole thing. As we sat eating dinner in relative silence she said "Why don't you tell each other about your day? Isn't that what couples do?" I fired instantly with "Ladies first!" Hoping to give myself some time to maybe skip how adventurous my day was. Then Miss Nicole switched topics and looked me dead in the eyes saying, "If your wife failed to deliver on date night what, EXACTLY, did you have planned for her?"

A moment of reprieve and so I shared with them both how I planned on tying her up, dripping hot wax on her chest and stomach, before I flogged her into a sexual frenzy. Once I had her worked up to that point, I would have her lay her head over the edge of the bed so I could push my cock down her throat. I would have her lick my balls and stroke my cock and when I was ready to come, I planned on coming in her mouth and all over her face. Miss Nicole said, "And what about her, how would you take care of her needs?" I looked at Miss Nicole with a blank stare.... I had not given that part much thought, but I said, " I never had time to give that much thought since she came up with this idea of a "Date Night" and told me she had it all arranged." Miss Nicole looked at me skeptically saying, "Hmmm, okay."

The wife and I both ate dinner rather quickly. I was hoping Miss Nicole had someplace to be this evening. I was done with this fantasy camp. I was not sure what tomorrow was going to bring, but I was sure I did not need to go any further than I was already taken. Miss Nicole noted how quickly we had both eaten, while she still had half a plate of food.

"Well since you are both finished eating and do not wish to talk about your day I am fine with letting you both service me, while I finish my meal." She then pushed her chair away from the table and directed us both to get between her legs and have some dessert.

Her: I was still sore from the fucking that pierced bitch had given me this afternoon and now I found my face again between Miss Nicole's leg's, AGAIN! Only this time I was sharing space with my husband's face and it was very crowded. Miss Nicole even commented that for a married couple we had not learned to work together. I knew he didn't like to eat my pussy, but I move his face down and I moved my tongue up to work over her clit. This correction had the required response and Miss Nicole finished her dinner while we had given her some "dessert". I had eaten more pussy in the last few days than I envisioned ever eating for my entire life. I was freshly fucked and had a deposit of some stranger's cum in my stomach. While this was 90% revolting to my social self, It was 100% satisfying to my animal self. I had decided that this journey was over. If the husband tied me down and came all over my face and made me swallow his cum, so be it. I knew him well enough to know that he would be tickling the animal side of me as well and was completely happy with it.

Miss Nicole finished her dinner and dismissed us to go get cleaned up and then to meet her in the front room. As I entered the room I saw her bag was already by the front door as she motioned for us to sit with her, she said "You have both had quite the week and have had more experiences in the last three days than most people have their entire lives... My mistress has been pleased with your progress and is anxious to meet you this weekend. However, as I stated on the first day. Every experience is about choice. She looked at me saying "You chose to have your experiences rather than walk away." She then looked at my husband and said "As did you..." Then looking at each of us saying "And I get the sense that maybe that is enough for one lifetime? Something for you two to discuss without me."

She then said "Let me tell you both about the last three days. Every wicked little fantasy and desire you have shared has been fulfilled.... Your husband verbalized that he wanted to suck cock and take it in the ass. He then had the opportunity to suck cock and because he did, he got to deposit his cum in your mouth today and you swallowed every single drop."

We both looked at each other stunned. She then looked at my husband saying " Yes, the mouth on the other side of that wall was your wife's. So, you see there is nothing you would have had or done on date night that you have not done over the last three days. She got to watch you beg for cock and now you will have to tell her about your adventure today. Just like she will have to tell you about being fucked with your new strap-on."

She then smiled and handed me an envelope saying "This is a list of instructions for the next two days. She handed my husband and I both keys to our respective chastity devices. I will be leaving now. My fluff work with you is complete. If you have sex between now and Saturday or if you have a change of heart and no longer wish to have my Mistress in your life, then all you have to do is turn off your porch light. If the front of your home is dark, she will not approach and you may continue on discovering your sexuality on your own." With these words she picked up her bag and walked out the front door.

We just sat there looking at one another. "That's it?" I said.

Now both husband and wife are looking at you and asking, "Is this really the end?"