The Two Cuckoldresses Ch. 01

I sipped at my hot cup of coffee and looked out across the sun-soaked street. It was a beautiful summer day and I found myself in one of the new trendy coffee shops in the city. The coffee was good, but the reason that brought me there was even more compelling. I opened my phone to read the message trail for the fifteenth time. Sometimes events can be expected, like a storm brooding overhead that explodes into a torrential downpour. This, however, was a bolt from the blue. I had neither seen nor heard from Emily in close to 10 years. After leaving high school we had gone our separate ways, with her heading off to university overseas whilst I stayed closer to home. I had been hopelessly infatuated with her at the time. A fact she loved to tease me about and even more than that, cuckolded me over. The genesis of my journey as a cuckold had started all those years ago, worshipping her feet one summer afternoon when she finally caught on to my foot fetish during a study session. Things only escalated further when she drew me into a cuckolding menage with her and our burly, superior friend Ryan. I had been left simultaneously emasculated and enthralled, watching from the floor and worshipping at their feet whilst they passionately fucked into a frenzy on the bed. Whilst I had not seen Emily since those heady days and had only seen Ryan a few times, I still occasionally found myself reminiscing back to those days where my cuckolding and foot fetish fantasies were ignited.

All the more reason for my surprise when Emily had messaged me the week before. I had heard vague mention of her career from mutual friends over the years on holidays and at school reunions. Though she never made an appearance at them herself, I heard she had moved into finance after university before cycling through various roles in IT and consultancy. Her message had been simultaneously to the point yet cryptic, indicating she wanted to meet for a coffee and chat but without giving much of a reason. I didn't see any reason not to meet her and so found myself at the coffee shop we agreed. I must admit my heart fluttered as she strode through the door. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans with a trendy top and blazer. On her feet were a pair of ballet flat pumps. She was wearing sunglasses which she removed as she approached, adjusting her shoulder length chestnut hair. Her mouth curled into a beaming smile as her familiar piercing eyes met mine.

"Well, hello there babes!" She chirped teasingly.

"Hello there yourself." I replied, rising to hug. Her floral perfume flooded my nostrils along with the heavenly scent of her hair.

"I see you've already ordered."

"I can get you something if you want."

"Oh, no. This is on me." She replied, setting down her bag and gesturing to a passing waitress. "Americano, please."

We each sat down as the waitress walked away.

"Well, it's certainly been a minute." Emily said.

"More than that. Over a decade now."

"Christ, you're right! Where did the time go? How are you keeping?"

"Getting by. How about you? What brings you back to home turf?"

"Oh, a few bits and pieces. My Mum decided to do a massive clear out as she is moving house, so I came back to help her out and do some spring cleaning. It is well timed, as I am on a bit of a break from work at the moment to go back to studying, so thought I would take time out and focus on that."

"I heard you were working in consultancy?"

"I was. But that was ages ago. I enjoyed it and the money was good but didn't really feel meaningful and felt something was missing. How about you, what are you up to these days?"

Emily's coffee arrived and we chatted for close to an hour. We regaled each other on our career trials and tribulations, updates on old friends and holiday plans. After a while we stumbled back to Emily's change in career direction.

"So, what are you studying?" I asked.

"I went back to study psychology. I just find it so fascinating. Understanding how people tick."

"Oh, interesting. Hope you're not planning to analyse me." I joked.

"Wouldn't that be a riot! Though I think I have an idea of what things I might find..." Emily said teasingly, sipping at her coffee.

"You're planning to do more study whilst you're back here?"

"Yes, to progress my research thesis. It's actually why I reached out, if I'm honest." Emily said, looking down at her coffee then flicking her eyes back to me. "If that is Ok?"

"You need my help with the research?"

"In a manner of speaking. Hmm, how best to phrase this." Emily said, her mouth curling into a wry smile as she looked off to one side. "Being totally transparent, babes. My thesis is on a subject you're pretty close to."

"Me personally?"

"Yes. Very personally." Emily sighed. "It's like this. I chose to base my thesis on sexual kinks. Specifically, power dynamics in the bedroom."

"You mean, like..." I began to speak.

"Cuckolding. Yes." Emily said, smiling.

"You're basing your thesis on me?"

"Not you specifically. But on the power dynamics and dimensions of it. In your case, I am specifically interested in how it interplays with your... other tastes." Emily said with a smirk.

"And by my other tastes. You are talking about..."

"Feet." Emily said in a matter-of-fact way.

As she spoke, Emily subtly extended her leg under the table, her foot grazing my inner shin.

"You want to study the connection between the two?" I said, my mouth dry.

"Pretty much. Exploring and understanding it. The feelings and desires involved. What you experience when you're watching and 'doing your thing'" Emily said jokingly.

"So, would this be through interviews or something?"

"Oh, babes." Emily chuckled. "After all these years you are still so innocent. No, I was thinking more of an observed experiment."

"A real-life experiment? Involving you?"

"To a degree, yes. But not entirely. There can be some ethics issues if I am both the researcher and the sole test subject. I thought perhaps since your tastes were so strong that you would have explored them with some other women over the years?"

"Well, maybe a few. But you want them involved?" I said, heat rising at my neck as I felt Emily continue to graze my inner leg playfully with her foot.

"Is there any in particular that come to mind?" She asked, sipping her coffee.

"Well, maybe one or two. But it depends on what you were planning."

"Ok, I'll lay it out for you." Emily sighed, putting down her coffee. "Consent is key here. So, I would want you to identify a woman who has cuckolded you and is familiar with your tastes and predilections. Ideally, who actively enjoys them. This woman would also ideally have a couple of Bulls in her circle who would be prepared to join the experiment."

"A couple of Bulls?" I queried.

"Well, yes babes. Just because I am not solely doing the experiment doesn't mean I won't participate. I would of course talk through all relevant boundaries and emphasise discretion with her and the Bulls before we proceed. But my intention was that after ironing out all the arrangements, I would have the opportunity to observe your desires unfold over the course of an evening. This woman and I would come on a night out with you, enjoy some drinks and have some fun with the Bulls present. We would flirt with them playfully and openly in front of you, with some teasing in public but nothing too overt. Once everyone is on board, we progress to the next stage. Everyone returns to either your place, or hers or even a hotel room if you are kind enough to pay for it. The night then unfolds from there. The chosen woman and I would have our fun with the Bulls, enjoying them whilst you are made to watch and merely indulge in your kink. Once everything comes to a close, we can do a short debrief before everyone heads home. I can then write up my work afterwards. How does that sound to you?"

"It sounds... intense." I replied, my heart already racing.

"Surely not too intense for you to handle?" Emily said, brushing her foot more purposefully against my leg. "I would of course totally anonymize all names in my thesis and confidentiality is assured. Please, babes? Can you help me out for old times?" Emily said with a smirk, fluttering her eyes.

"I mean, you would have to convince the person I have in mind." I replied.

"Is that a yes?" Emily purred.

"It is." I replied, the heat radiating from under my shirt collar.

"Hooray!" Emily laughed. "I knew I could count on you. So, who is this mystery girl?"

"She is called Shannon. We used to work together a while back and dated briefly."

"Mixing business and pleasure babes? So risky! And how many times has she indulged you in your fantasy?"

"Twice. Once with Ryan actually and then again with a PT from her gym."

"Excellent choices. God, Ryan. There's a blast from the past." Emily said wistfully. "He was certainly perfect for the role. Who was the PT?"

"Aaron. I am not sure if they are still in touch."

"Hmm, I can find out. If he was up for it before, he likely may be again. The trick will be him possibly identifying another like-minded guy to tag in. Though I don't imagine there are many guys would turn down the opportunity to fuck two beautiful women whilst an eager little cuck gets to watch." Emily said with a smile. "If you give me Shannon's number I will reach out to her. I can let you know how I get on."

I passed Shannon's number to Emily and we wrapped up our conversation as Emily paid for her coffee. Emily leaned in and kissed me on the cheek as she went to leave.

"I'll keep you posted babes. Keep your phone handy. I knew you wouldn't let me down!" She chirped before striding away.

I finished my own coffee and paid before returning to my car in a daze. The afternoon went by in a blur as I waited with bated breath for my phone to buzz. It was later that evening before it did with a message from Shannon. She first texted the smirking face emoji before following up with a further message.

'I just had a chat with your old friend Emily... It seems she and I have something in common! I was actually thinking about our old times recently and you're in luck! I am not seeing anyone at the moment. So, for now I am on board with her naughty experiment! I am speaking to Aaron tonight, since we're all on such 'friendly' terms. Will see what he can do about a third...'

Shannon ended the message with a devil smiling emoji.

My heart leapt into my throat as the weight of what was to come dawned on me. Being cucked by my old high school crush and my gorgeous old office crush whilst worshipping at their flawless feet and toes. A couple of hours went by before I had a phone call from Emily.

"Hi babes! I take it Shannon was in touch?"

"Yes, I got her text. It seems things are lining up."

"Perfectly! She is so lovely. You did very well for yourself there. We met for a couple of drinks and she was very on board! She showed me some pics of Aaron. I have to say he is quite the specimen. Very well suited for our needs. Shannon apparently met with him tonight to chat about it. With their chemistry and history, he was pretty keen to get on board from what I understand. Also, he has a lead on a potential third. I will send you the details. Shannon seems quite taken with him which is a good sign and I have to admit I was pretty keen myself. Food for thought, cucky."

"So, what next?"

"I'll send you the details on the new guy. In the meantime, there are some practicalities I talked over with Shannon. Firstly, we would like to get some pedicures. I am sure you can sort that for us since you'll get to enjoy them. Also, I think a hotel room would be best. Somewhere in the city centre, so we don't have far to go to get things started. Shannon and I will sort our outfits and heels and then we can pick a bar where we can all meet up. Sound good?"

"Sounds amazing."

"Thought you might say that! Let me know how you get on with the hotel. Bye babes!" Emily said.

I immediately started scrolling potential hotels as soon as she hung up the call. I soon identified a perfect room in the Park Central hotel. It was a newer hotel in the city centre and had an offer for one of their larger rooms. They consisted of a plush seating area with a sofa and two armchairs as well as a generous bed and bathroom. As I progressed the booking, my phone buzzed with updates from Emily showcasing the proposed new Bull for the evening. His name was Felix and was a rugby player friend of Aaron's. Photos showed the two of them standing beside each other, topless and glistening with sweat after a match, both having burly, muscular physiques. Felix was a bit taller than Aaron but with similarly bronzed skin, an adonis like body and a broad, chiselled jaw. In addition to the photos, Emily had also screenshotted some of Shannon's comments. One featured the fire emoji and the heart eyes emoji followed by

'Fucking hell! He certainly looks like he could throw us around the room!'

I researched some salons offering luxury pedicures as well as finalising the hotel booking. I sent the choices over to Emily and Shannon and after they both reacted with hearts, I went ahead and made the bookings. The plan was made for that Saturday evening. I was due to head to the agreed bar with Shannon and Emily. Aaron was to come along later and would chat with Shannon before Felix arrived. Whilst I understood Felix had been recruited, Shannon implied over texts they would reveal the full plan to him that night at the bar. My sleep on the Friday night was restless as I recalled my previous cuckolding experiences with both Emily and Shannon. My desires had been forged in the intense and passionate crucible of the relationship between Emily and my old high school friend Ryan many years before. What was sparked then, fed forward into my relationship with Shannon who not only cuckolded me with Ryan as well but later Aaron. Both experiences reinforced my fantasies of lusting for gorgeous, out of reach and strong-willed women who much preferred being pleased by superior men. I had experienced being cuckolded by two women at the same time before, when my ex-girlfriend Jen had decided to draw one of her friends Vicky into the cuckolding dynamic between her boyfriend Steve, her and myself. The intensity of being humiliated beneath the feet of two women had been exhilarating yet this time I would be in the presence of not only two women but two superior, Alpha men as well.

Since Jen and Steve had got engaged a few months before, they were in the midst of wedding planning and had consequently slipped from our pattern of illicit rendezvous. This meant that as apprehensive as I may have felt about the plans with Emily and Shannon, it was outmatched by my hunger to sate my desires. I spent time that evening flicking back over old chats and photos from the time before where Shannon had cucked me with Aaron, edging myself over the memories of that evening. The following day I woke early, having a coffee and going for a run whilst awaiting word from Emily and Shannon on their preparations. Shortly after lunchtime I received a photo of both of their feet propped up on cushions above foot baths, clearly in the middle of their pedicures. A short time later I received a photo of both of their freshly pedicured feet posed together. Emily had opted for a fiery dark metallic red polish on her toes whilst Shannon had opted for a mouthwatering French tipped polish.

'Try not to get too excited ahead of tonight but thought you would want to see the finished product.' Emily captioned the photo.

We exchanged a few more texts that day where the girls updated that they had chosen their outfits and shoes and would meet me at the agreed cocktail bar. We had deliberately chosen a trendy new cocktail bar in the city centre which was a short distance from the hotel I had booked. It was known for being quiet as well as having subtle lighting, which meant our interactions as a group could go reasonably unnoticed by other patrons. By midafternoon I gathered my things in an overnight bag and made for the hotel, checking in and inspecting the room. It was as plush and spacious as the photos with a well-proportioned bathroom on the right on entering, styled with marble and brushed brass fixtures. A large wardrobe was inset to the wall on the left, the corridor between it and the bathroom leading through to a spacious living area on the left with a large, wide blue velvet sofa and two armchairs opposite. On the right side facing the living area was the immense king-size bed with satin sheets, the room illuminated by floor to ceiling windows at the far side. I took some photos and shared them in the group chat with Emily and Shannon. They each reacted with heart emojis and Shannon said she had sent them on to Aaron.

'He loves it! Plenty of space for activities cucky...' She texted in reply.

I freshened up for the evening, showering and applying fresh aftershave before getting dressed and heading downstairs. I had a quick cocktail in the hotel bar to kill time before making my way to the meeting place. The cocktail bar was exactly as I remembered it with plush red velvet seats and small lamps with brass stems and burgundy shades. The hostess met me at the door and guided me to the corner booth I had booked. It was sufficiently tucked away but still allowed an uninterrupted view across to the main bar. It was styled with dark walnut wood and brass fixtures with a large imitation cherry blossom tree as a centrepiece hanging above it. My heart skipped a beat each time my phone buzzed. Emily and Shannon kept me updated as they finished getting ready and hopped in taxis. Soon after, Shannon was the first to arrive. She strode in wearing a stunning emerald green dress which glittered with sequins. The neckline was sufficiently plunging to show off her chest and the bottom was about halfway up her toned thighs, modelling her shapely legs. On her feet she was wearing a spectacular pair of silver strappy heeled sandals, the straps decorated with glitter. She emitted a beaming smile as she approached the table.

"Well, hello there stranger!" She said as I rose to greet her.

"Hello yourself. Long time no see." I replied as we hugged and she kissed me on the cheek.

"I know! And what a reunion we have planned." She said mischievously as she sat down. "French martini, please." She said to the waiter who had approached.

"I hope it didn't take you too much by surprise." I said.

"After some of our previous escapades, nothing about you surprises me anymore." Shannon said. "Besides, if anything it was a pleasant surprise getting my toes done. You like?" She said, looking down at her pedicured feet below the table.

"Very much." I replied. "They look amazing."

"Well, we always said your money looked good on my feet." Shannon giggled. "And I made a point of choosing some shoes that show off every little toe. My feet may have got a good clean and scrub as part of the pedi, but don't worry. The shoes are old favourites with a lot of miles in them. They should be fragrant enough for you by the end of the night." Shannon said.

The waiter swiftly served her cocktail along with my old fashioned.

"So, your old high school friend Emily is a lot of fun! I knew you two had done some stuff like this back then with Ryan."

"Yeah. It's pretty much where it all started."

"Things have a funny way of going full circle. Even involving Aaron again as well."

"He wasn't too bothered about you asking?"

"Not really. I mean, you've been there whilst we fucked before. He always said he found the whole thing quite fun. As for me, I can hardly say no to getting a good seeing to from a real man."

"And what about his friend Felix?"

"He sounds like a lot of fun. He and Aaron are old friends from their rugby days and it sounds like they have had some fairly riotous nights in their time. He shouldn't have too many hang ups with a steamy night sharing two gorgeous women whilst you get to watch and lick our toes." Shannon said with a smirk. "But, we can ease him into it. It shouldn't be too hard with me looking like this and Emily looking like that." Shannon said, looking towards the door.

Emily had just arrived and was striding towards the table. She had opted for a silk oriental style top, with a neckline similarly hinting at her ample chest. She paired it with a tight pair of black leather leggings and on her feet a gorgeous pair of black strappy sandals which paired with her fiery red pedicure.

"Hello babes! See you started without me." She chirped as I stood to greet her. We hugged before she slid into the booth beside Shannon.

"Just one to get things started. What would you like?"

"Gin and tonic please." Emily said as she settled.

I ordered her drink before returning to my seat.

"Well, this evening is off to a good start since we're all here." Emily said with a smile. "We just need our valiant company for the night to arrive and things can properly get underway."

"We were just chatting about them. You will like Aaron, and he is definitely up for it. He has told me before how much fun the last time was. Felix might need a bit of talking round." Shannon said.

"Well, a few of these cocktails should help. Along with our sexy outfits. I take it you approve of our choices of clothes and shoes?" Emily said, looking at me.

"He was practically salivating as soon as he saw my toes." Shannon giggled.

"To be expected. It's funny, anyone looking would see a nondescript man sitting with two beautiful women. They would have no idea that secretly we are utterly unobtainable to you, and you fantasize about having our toes in your mouth. How does it feel babes?"

"Already thrilling." I replied.

"Excellent. And the real teasing hasn't started yet." Emily said.

"Did you have thoughts on how that would work?" Shannon asked.

"A few. My immediate one was that since we have such a perfect view of the bar, you would meet Aaron over there. The two of you can get reacquainted and enjoy some drinks, charging them over to the table of course. Babes and I can sit here and watch whilst you both flirt and enjoy each other's company. Once Felix arrives, I can join you both at the bar and cucky here can sit and observe us all by himself. Once everyone is feeling comfortable, we can move back to the table and conspire about what comes next for the evening." Emily said.

"That works perfectly for me. Aaron is already well clued in to the flow of things, having been involved with us before." Shannon said, sipping her drink.

"How exactly did that work?" Emily queried.

"Well, we met whilst working together and dated for a while." Shannon began, gesturing over to me. "I mean, don't get me wrong, he was sweet and we had some fun dates, but I guess deep down I was more interested in a slightly different type of guy."

"More the built, bad boy type?" Emily said.

"Exactly. Then that fateful night came where your friend Ryan was at a house party we went to and everything came spilling out about his kinky little perversions." Shannon said with a wry smile. "Seems it surfaced things for footboy here and also sparked a dominant streak in me."

"Fascinating. Ryan certainly was well suited to this sort of thing. But, alas, with people drifting in and out of our lives over time I understand the need to seek out new friends to play with." Emily sighed. "How did Aaron come into things?"

"He was a PT at my gym and took some of my circuits classes. After our little encounter with Ryan, footboy and I were still hanging out. He enjoyed offering me foot massages after nights out and helping to pay for my heels, outfits and even dates with other guys. We kept it on the down low from work, just telling people things didn't work out. But I guess a few of our female colleagues guessed something was going on since he still followed me around like a puppy. There was flirty energy with Aaron from my very first circuits class. Between his confidence, good looks and his insane body, I was pretty much tempted to fuck him from the outset. By good coincidence, we matched on one of the dating apps and struck up a conversation. I hinted at a naughty secret and he seemed intrigued. We arranged a date and met up by ourselves initially, sharing some cocktails and getting flirty. The chemistry was insane. I then slipped in that someone may have been paying for our drinks all this time and then asked if he would be happy for someone to join us. I summoned footboy with some teasing texts and talked through our 'arrangement'."

"How did he react?" Emily asked.

"Honestly? He seemed nonplussed about the whole thing. I think the fact another guy was paying for our date excited him. Especially a guy I had rejected, funding the bill for him to get all hot and heavy with me. We could barely keep our hands off each other."

"How did it feel for you, cucky?" Emily quizzed.

"It felt like a simultaneous wave of humiliation and exhilaration. Seeing Shannon having fun with another man whilst I was relegated to pay for it."

"The rest of the night went off like clockwork." Shannon said. "Footboy slinked off back to my place and waited for Aaron and I to finish our night with more cocktails and dancing. Then, we finally returned home for the main event. Aaron got to undress me and we had our steamy fun on the bed whilst our little friend sat in the corner, sniffed my worn heels and was allowed to lick and suck my feet during."

"My my. So sordid and steamy babes." Emily giggled. "Made to sit waiting at home, forgotten about, before getting a morsel of attention once they had come back from their funded date."

"He didn't seem to mind." Shannon giggled.

"I bet he didn't. But tonight, I think we will let you stay a bit closer to the action. Far better for my research to see you observe our Alpha company for the evening successfully seducing us before the main event." Emily sighed.

"Speaking of which, that will be my date now." Shannon said, looking at a notification on her phone.

The two girls and I turned to face the door as Aaron came striding in. He was wearing a pair of jeans with a short-sleeved shirt unbuttoned part of the way down his brawny, bronzed chest. The arms of the shirt were tight around his bulging biceps and his chiselled face turned to a beaming smile as he saw the group seated in our booth and strode towards us. He slid a strong arm around Shannon's waist as she stood to greet him.

"Hello there stranger! Love the shirt!" Shannon said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Hello yourself! It's been so long! But you are looking as spectacular as ever!" He said, his eyes wandering up and down her figure. "You must be the infamous Emily!" He said, turning to the booth.

"Indeed, though sounds like my reputation precedes me." Emily said, standing to welcome him. "Yours certainly precedes you." She said with a smirk.

"Oh, really? Hopefully all good things."

"Plenty of good things. You seem to be a big character in the lives of these two." Emily said gesturing to Shannon and I as she resumed her seat.

"Big in character and in other ways as well." Shannon said.

"That's what I heard. Certainly measuring up well compared to our friend here." Emily said deprecatingly, looking towards me.

"Well, nobody is perfect. But I guess in his case he has a few good things going for him." Aaron said.

"Such as?" Shannon queried.

"From my experience, he is pretty obedient. Does what he is told. Always offers to pay for drinks. Plus, can sit back and enjoy things without getting in the way." Aaron said.

"You certainly have a high regard for our little cucky." Emily said.

"What can I say? I can appreciate someone knowing their place." He replied.

"I agree, it's handy he knows to foot the bill." Shannon sighed. "Speaking of which, you need to earn your seat in the audience tonight and these toes on your lips." Shannon said with a smirk, flicking her eyes down to her pedicured toes. "It's your round."

Shannon held out her hand and waited patiently as I removed my wallet and handed over my bank card.

"So generous. We'll be at the bar." Shannon sighed. "Do you want anything?"

"Send over another gin and tonic." Emily said.

We watched as Shannon and Aaron strode away, Aaron wrapping an arm around Shannon's waist as they walked.

Emily slid along the booth and sidled beside me, resting her chin on one hand. She crossed her right leg over her left, so her dangling foot was grazing the inside of my leg.

"You've both done very well for yourselves there, babes." She purred.

"How so?"

"Well, I mean he is gorgeous. But also, into the lifestyle. Dominant without being too cocky. Open minded. Plus, he seems perfectly paired with Shannon. Her bratty, dominant energy seems to pair perfectly with him. I mean, look at them." Emily said, guiding my gaze to the bar.

Aaron had nonchalantly placed a brawny arm around Shannon's waist, touching at her lower back whilst she laughed at a joke between them. She playfully slapped at his broad chest.

"How does it feel? Seeing her with another man and knowing she would never be that way with you."

"Honestly? It feels amazing, Emily. It is hard to describe."

"A sense of longing and rejection, but one which you derive pleasure from? Her dismissal of you fuels something within you. Fascinating. And the best part babes, more is yet to come. Speaking of which, this must be our new playmate."

I turned to the door of the bar to see Felix had just strolled in. His powerful frame practically filled the door and more than a few women turned to watch him enter. He was close to 6 feet 4 inches tall with a broad chest and arms like tree trunks. He was more bronzed than Aaron, with a dark complexion, chiselled jaw and manicured stubble. His hair was cut short on top and his body was barely contained within a shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest and a pair of boot cut jeans. I could see Shannon turn to watch him, amongst other women in the room. Her eyes hungrily running across body and her face turned to a look of excitement. Aaron waved to him and he met with the pair already at the bar. Shannon gave him a warm hug and the three chatted briefly before Aaron gestured over to our table with a smirk.

"Fucking hell, babes! He is even more imposing in the flesh." Emily chuckled beside me, her face sharing the same desirous gaze as Shannon's. "I mean, knowing that's what you are competing with to share Shannon and I's attention this evening, you must be feeling pretty emasculated?" Emily sighed.

"Just a little." I replied, my face reddening.

"Aww, hopefully not too much. We'll have to try and make sure to remember you're there." Emily giggled. "Looks like that's my cue to make my way over. Best behaviour, cucky."

Emily stood and strode over to the trio, her hips swaying rhythmically and her sexy heels clicking on the polished wooden floor. Felix turned to greet her and they exchanged a hug and kiss on the cheek with Shannon following suit. The group took over a small table with high stools near the bar and waived over the waiter for another round of drinks. Shannon slid onto a stool beside Felix, pressing close enough that her bare knee touched his thigh under the table. Emily and Aaron sat across from them, moving her stool into position so she could see everyone and still look back across at me alone in the booth.

I couldn't hear everything from the bar. But I could see -- Shannon's hand lingering on Felix's forearm, her red nails against his tanned skin. Emily leaning forward, asking questions, her face intent and animated. Aaron gesturing, grinning, clearly briefing Felix on the plan. At one point Felix looked toward the booth -- toward me -- and laughed. A full, open laugh, his head tipping back. Shannon laughed too, covering her mouth with her fingers, and even from across the room I could see the way her eyes crinkled, the way she glanced at me with that particular mix of cruelty and fondness. Emily didn't laugh. She watched me. And then she turned back to the group and said something that made Aaron nod slowly, Felix's eyebrows rise, and Shannon's smile widen into something sharp and bright.

The trio strode across the bar to our booth table. Aaron walked with a possessive arm around Shannon's slender waist.

"And this, is our little friend I talked about." Shannon said, introducing me to Felix.

"Sitting off in the corner by himself?" Felix joked.

"You'll find that is somewhat of a theme with him." Emily said, sliding into the booth between me and him.

"Very nice." Felix said smoothly, reaching out to shake my hand across the table. "Although Aaron was somewhat vague about what exactly the plan was for tonight."

"Well, the plan for later can wait. The plan for now is to enjoy some drinks and have some fun." Shannon said, sliding into the booth beside Aaron.

"Cool. I'll get the first round in?" Felix queried.

"Not at all. Drinks are on him tonight." Emily said, gesturing towards me.

"Oh, really? Very generous."

"Well, he likes to be obliging. What are you drinking?" Shannon said.

"I'll take a vodka and coke."

I waved down a passing waiter and made the order whilst another brought Shannon and Aaron's drinks from the bar.

"Well, cheers to whatever the evening holds." Emily said suggestively.

"Cheers to shared friends and shared interests." Shannon echoed.

We clinked glasses and enjoyed the drinks. The chat flowed as well as the drinks, with three rounds allowing discussions around work, holidays, sports and eventually sliding into romance. I excused myself to the bathroom and when I returned, Felix had sidled up beside Emily, relegating me to the outer edge of the booth. Aaron had become more intimate with Shannon, with one hulking arm draped behind her head and his other hand softly grasping at her thigh under the table.

"Sorry mate. Hope you don't mind me taking your seat?" Felix said.

"Oh, you don't need to worry about him. He quite likes sitting off to the side." Emily said.

I sat on the warm leather seat. Emily's knee pressed against mine -- accidental or deliberate, I couldn't tell.

"Felix has some questions." Shannon said.

Felix looked at me. Up close, he was even more imposing -- the column of his neck, the breadth of his shoulders, the way the shirt strained across his chest. He had a small scar on his lower lip, and his eyes were a pale grey blue, amused and disinterested at once.

"So, you're a cuck." He said emphatically, no question inferred.

"Yes."

"And you're paying for a hotel room tonight?"

"Yes."

"And you're going to sit there." He gestured vaguely at the air. "While I fuck your old work crush slash ex. And your old crush Emily. While Aaron does the same."

"Yes."

He looked at Aaron. "He always this talkative?"

"Only when he's hard." Aaron said. "Which is most of the time. Pathetic, really. Can't keep it down. Shannon says anytime she invites him over, he walks around with a semi because she won't let him wank."

Felix shook his head, grinning. "Unreal."

"It's not unreal." Emily said. She'd pulled out a notebook and was writing in small, precise script. "It's a documented pattern. Submissive males in cuckold dynamics often experience sustained arousal without release. It reinforces the power differential. The denial is the point. Alongside the full scope of his kinks."

"There's more?" Felix said with a raised eyebrow.

"Give him all the juicy details." Shannon goaded.

"As part of being a cuckold, I'm submissive. I get aroused when Shannon has sex with other men and I get to watch. In addition, I have a strong foot fetish. I like worshipping women's feet whilst being degraded and denied."

"And into feet too? Wow, that's hilarious. And what do you mean by denied?" Felix queried further.

Emily looked at me. "When did you last orgasm, babes?"

The question landed like a slap. My face burned. "Two weeks ago. Shannon let me... while I was licking her feet. Aaron was in the shower after one of their date nights. She let me finish over her feet."

"Fucking hell!" Felix chuckled. "I mean, I heard about these guys who are so bad for feet they pay girls for feet pics and worn socks, but never actually met one before! And you control how often he gets to cum?"

"Of course, it's important to help him remember who is in charge. Not that it is easy to forget." Shannon giggled.

"And then?" Emily continued, ignoring the interruption. "Don't spare any details."

"And then I cleaned it up." I replied, heat surging around my neck.

"With what?"

"His tongue." Shannon said with a wry smirk. "It seemed only fair given the mess he made."

Emily wrote something down. Felix let out a low whistle. Aaron grinned.

"That's my girl," Aaron said, reaching past Felix to squeeze Shannon's shoulder. "Knows exactly what the cuck needs. Keeps him hungry."

Shannon leaned into his touch, her eyes on me. "He's been good lately. Obedient. I think he deserves something special tonight. Don't you?"

"What did you have in mind?" Felix asked.

"A front-row seat." Shannon said. "He gets to watch. He gets to worship our feet -- mine and Emily's -- while you and Aaron take turns with us. He gets to smell us, taste us, feel the rhythm of the bed through the floor while we're being fucked. And he doesn't get to cum. Not unless we say so."

Felix looked at me. "And you want this?"

The word caught in my throat. I looked at Shannon -- at her sultry eyes, her swollen lips, the curve of her breasts in the green dress, her pedicured toenails peeking through the silver sandals. Then at Emily -- her sharp face, her crossed legs, the heel dangling from one foot. Then at Aaron, whose arm was still around Shannon, whose expression was the same one he wore when he was inside her and looking down at me on the floor. Then at Felix, whose body filled the booth, whose hands were the size of dinner plates, who was grinning at me with the easy confidence of a man who had never in his life been on his knees.

"Yes." I said. "I want this."

Emily wrote it down. Underlined it.

"So, this is new to me. How do things go from here?" Felix queried.

"The best way to see it is like this." Emily purred, placing a hand on Felix's brawny leg. "Imagine Shannon and I are the buffet. You get whatever you want however you want it. He, gets the scraps... in this case, our wriggling toes and sweaty soles." Emily instructed. "Consider it an experiment. All in the interests of my research."

"Well, since it's for science, how can I refuse a request from a gorgeous woman?"

"Good." Shannon said. She slid out of the booth and stood, smoothing her dress. Her bare feet in the sandals caught the low light, the fresh polish gleaming. "Finish your drinks. The suite's upstairs." She looked at me. "You settle the tab. All of it. We will all go freshen up and use the bathroom before we come up. You can kneel in your usual spot and await further instruction."

I reached for my wallet and passed Shannon the spare keycard for the room. Emily stood too, tucking her notebook into her bag. As she passed me, she paused. Her heel clicked on the floor. She looked down at me, placing a solitary finger under my chin, her eyes burning into me as she spoke quietly.

"Your pupils are dilated. Your breathing is shallow. Your hands are trembling. You're more aroused right now than you've ever been in your life, aren't you babes?"

I couldn't speak. I nodded.

She smiled. Not warm. Not cold. Something else. "Good. That's the data I need."

She followed Shannon toward the exit. Aaron and Felix drained their drinks and stood, Felix's hand clapping Aaron's shoulder as they laughed about something I hadn't heard. They walked past me without a glance as I braced myself for the evening to come.