Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the second of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be mature and find something else to read. If you feel this story is in the wrong category, in the whole scheme of things, does it really matter?
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Chapter 02
On the ride home, both of us could not stop babbling about our good fortune in finding our Domme so soon. We knew we had done the right thing and we were excited about the party that evening. Victoria had sat us down before we left and had given us orders on the preparations that both Michelle and I were responsible for. We went over these again and again in the car and by the time we got to our house, we were both so excited that I'm surprised that we kept our clothes on before entering our house. As soon as we were in and locked the door, we ran to the bedroom... stripping as we went...and there I entered my wife's warm, wet cunt even before we had made it to the sheets. That was the best fuck that we had ever and as we held onto each other tight and tried to tear out each other's tongues by sucking on them, we realized that we would be lovers, partners and mates for life.
Then suddenly, the phone rang.
I jumped up breaking the bond of sweat between us and grabbed my cell. "Hi, this is William," I said.
"You have two hours to prepare so you had better stop fucking that slut. NOW!" the voice of Victoria commanded.
"But how did you kn..."
"Shut up slave! I'm not fucking stupid. Now the two of you had better prepare for tonight and you had better be ready when I arrive."
"Yes Mistress, er, Ma'am," I replied and heard a chuckle and then a click, as the connection was broken.
I put the phone down and looked down at Michelle who had both her arms raised to accept me into her again and I felt so bad when I had to tell her about the call. "That was Victoria and she ordered us to start getting ready. She knew we were making love! That's scary," I said as I took hold of her right hand and pulled her up from the bed. We had been ordered to clean ourselves inside and out and were instructed to give each other a minor enema, which was the first thing that we did. Then we were to remove all hair from out bodies, which took longer for me as Michelle had only to remove her small landing strip that highlighted her cunt, and the hair around her asshole, which I helped with. For myself, I had to shave my arms legs and chest and then went to work on my genital area removing all hair and shaving around my cock and balls.
Michelle looked down at me and said, "God your cock looks enormous Bill. We should have down this before. Mmm... I'd love to suck you off right now."
I just laughed and knelt, leaned over with legs wide apart as she finished off my ass cheeks and removed the hair from around my hole. Then we took turns showering until we were squeaky-clean, dried our hair and brushed our teeth. Michelle powdered off and we both added perfume/cologne to our necks, breasts and around our genital areas. She was using Chanel No. 5 and I had Grey Flannel. I bet we smelled like residents of a whorehouse I thought to myself.
"Holy crap! Look at the time Will," she yelled out. There was about a minute to spare as we rushed to the front door, unlocked it, and moving 5 feet back, we knelt with open palms on our thighs and knees spread wide apart. We looked at each other, smiled and put our heads down. I was thinking about how beautiful and sexually exciting Michelle was when I heard the door open.
The door opened and then was slammed shut. A sports bag was dropped between Michelle and I, as well as a black leather coat, and then Victoria said, " Ah, what a perfect little slave couple we have here. You are going to be a great addition to tonight's party."
Victoria then stood beside my wife and ordered her to her feet. "Mmm, you smell divine slave," she said as she moved her body closer to Michelle's.
When I heard Michelle moan, I automatically glanced up and saw that Victoria had her right hand on my wife's cunt and then watched as she started to finger fuck her. My cock started to grow and harden. I looked up further and saw Victoria nibbling on Michelle's neck and then Victoria caught me looking at her. My cock hardened further when I saw what she wore. As I had started from the floor, I noticed that she was all in black leather. Knee high boots, fishnet hose, a small pair of panties and a bustier that must have been as tight as hell.
"What the fuck are you looking at boy?" she yelled and then removed her finger from that hot and wet bit of heaven, grabbed the hair at the top of my head with her left hand forcing my head up and slapped me hard across the face with her right hand as I let out a series of groans. "Get that head down scum and keep it down. I'll let you know when you can enjoy yourself. And control that fucking cock of yours."
Victoria went back at it with Michelle and I knew from the sounds of passion that they were kissing and sucking each other and from the sloshing sound, I also knew that my wife was being finger fucked again. It seemed like forever until an orgasm was reached and Michelle let out a low long moan before she returned to a kneeling position and tried to catch her breath.
My head was pulled back again and I found myself starring into Victoria's eyes. "Clean off my fingers boy. Suck them clean now and be quick about it!"
Now Michelle and I had oral sex on a regular basis and my tongue had penetrated the depths for her pleasure but I had never sucked off a finger and I was hesitant to do it with Victoria. That made no sense I realise now and I guess it was just a surprise at that time. Before I had a chance to think about it then, my hair was pulled back hard and as I opened my mouth to let out a scream, her middle and first finger entered my mouth. "Now suck them clean!" she commanded and I obeyed tasting the sweet nectar of the woman I love. As I worked my mouth and tongue, Michelle was ordered to freshen herself up and to be quick about it. When she returned, we were put into costume.
First came the boots or rather sandals. We were told that all slaves wore similar sandals, which were made from black leather and had a series of straps and buckles that ran from behind the toe to the top of the calf just below the knee. I was ordered to buckle them on as tight as possible and to also help Michelle with hers, as she seemed hesitant to make the straps too tight. I was glad to see that the soles were rubber so that we would not have to be concerned about slipping and that there were no heels. Once complete, we were ordered to our feet.
"Have you slaves had experience with a TENS Unit before?" Victoria asked and we both shook are heads to indicate that we hadn't. "Well then, this will be your introduction. What it is basically is a small electric charge to stimulate muscles for pleasure and pain and in your case tonight, it will be used for both. Let me show you! Get over here prick so that I can show slave michelle!" she commanded and pulled me forward by grabbing onto my cock until I stood about 4 feet in front of my wife. She reached into the sports bag and brought out a small black box that looked like a large padlock. Then she took hold of my cock and balls, pulled them out hard as I tried to maintain my balance and locked it around the base of my privates and closing it shut until the tightness actually caused pain.
"Oh, fuck," I moaned which caused a mean glare from Victoria and as I noticed my wife it caused her to bite her lower lip.
"Hands behind your back, pig! Now! This is what happens when the unit is activated," she stated and then proceeded to retrieve a remote unit from the bag and then she pressed a button.
An unexpected jolt of electricity ran through my body and as I moaned loudly, I almost fell to my knees but was able to recover. "What I should do boy and what I would normally do is give you a few more of those to teach you a few manners but we do not have the time. Slave michelle, a small dildo will be inserted into your cunt so that you receive somewhat the same feelings as slave william just did. Both of you will also have a small butt plug which will give off a very small tingling charge of electricity as well as vibration that will last 60 seconds. That will be the pleasure I was talking about. All of the inserted devices will be held in place by your body harness that I will now help you with. Put your hands behind your heads and spread your legs. Now!"
As we obeyed, she pulled a black leather body harness out of the bag and came over to me and put one section over my head and immediately started to buckle it on and arrange it correctly. I was amazed at how heavy it was and how she had given no indication as to the weight of the bag when she had entered our home.
"Bend over and spread your cheeks slave so that I can put your plug in."
I obeyed and with both hands, spread my ass cheeks wide apart. 'Was Michelle watching this?' I wondered as I looked over at Victoria who was putting lubricant on what appeared to be a stainless ball with a stem and larger section at the end from which hung several wires. She brought it over to me and I noticed that the wires ran from the rear stem, which by the way contained a red jewel and were joined to a connector at the ends. Then she went behind me and after some twisting and pushing, the ball portion of the plug popped in leaving the wires between my legs and the end with the jewel even with the entrance of my hole. The wires were run between my legs and roughly attached to my cock with a small elastic band. A modesty pouch of black nylon mesh was built into the harness and covered my cock, balls and the device and had a strap from the rear of it that ran between my cheeks to be attached at my back and rear of the harness. When all the straps were buckled as tight as possible, I looked down at my body and saw that there were straps both just above and just below my breasts and at my stomach as well and then came the pouch holding all my goodies. Next, a very thick leather collar, about 2 inches in height, was placed around my neck and buckled on in what seemed to be a very rough manner and I gagged trying to customize myself to it. This only brought a laugh from Victoria and it was then that I finally realized that she must be a true lesbian and that she hated men. Glancing into a mirror, I saw that there was a ring at the front of it and at each side as well as the back. The collar was then locked in place by what must have been a heavy padlock as I could feel the pull of it.
