Disclaimer: If you are offended by gay sex or curious old men or dominant women skip this story. Reading the earlier installments is necessary to make any sense of the story. If you can offer help improving my writing or this story please comment, any constructive criticism is appreciated!
I sat in my car trembling with excitement. I wanted to stroke myself but Angela had ordered me not to cum. She wanted me to save my cum for tomorrow! Tomorrow would be one week since I met Phil; one week since I first sucked his cock and started down the road to becoming their slut. I wanted to jack-off but Angela wanted me to wait.
My fingers idly touched my mouth and felt the cum that was still on my lips and chin. Angela had let me leave their office with Phil's cum on my face! I looked for a tissue but I didn't have any so I tried to remove it with my fingers. I looked at it. It was creamy white and as large as a dime. How could I not have felt it? I wasn't really in a cum eating mode but I licked it off my fingers anyway.
As I licked I remembered the look the two women in the lobby had given me as I got off the elevator. Their words echoed in my mind. "Did you see what I saw?" One snickered.
My face was turning beet red. "I saw it but I don't believe it!" The other laughed in reply.
I was embarrassed but excited. My cock was throbbing and I knew that if I touched it I might cum. There were others in the lobby and a man who seemed to do a double take as he passed me. Angela had set me up! She could have wiped the cum from my chin but she let me leave looking like a well used whore.
Now my cock was hard again; it was like I had exposed myself and in a way I guess I did! I finally started the engine and went home to wait. I could only dream about tomorrow or daydream about the things I had learned to do. Either way I would only frustrate myself.
The hours dragged by; it was all I could do not to masturbate. I took a cold shower and still my thoughts returned to sucking Phil's cock or eating Angela's pussy. I tried to read but couldn't concentrate. I mowed the grass; I paid bills, anything to distract me. Nothing worked; all I wanted was to be their sex slave.
I woke up as usual, with an erection. I went immediately to take another cold shower. When my penis and testicles were no longer tender and excited I lathered them and shaved; being careful to remove all traces of stubble. Next I carefully shaved my legs from my knees to my waist and lastly I shaved my butt crack. I was smooth and clean as a newborn babe and excitedly anxious for Angela to 'inspect' me. When I was finally satisfied that I would pass her inspection I applied liberal amounts of my wife's moisturizing lotion.
I still had an hour to wait before I could leave. The anticipation of serving Phil and Angela was sweet torture and I was loving every minute!
"Good morning, Angela!" I greeted her enthusiastically as I almost floated by her desk.
"I hope you're well rested," I said. I stood facing her as we exchanged pleasantries and started to strip.
"You're not shy anymore, are you Karl."
"I haven't felt so good in ages, Angela. You and Phil have opened up a part of my life that has been neglected forever. I feel twenty years younger!"
"I'm glad you feel that way, Karl. Do you still like 'cream pies'? Phil made one last night and I saved it just for you." She raised her skirt and showed me her cum encrusted pussy.
I dropped to my knees and asked, "Will you let me eat you now or do I have to wait?"
"I think now is best so I'll be nice and clean for later."
She settled into her chair, scooting her hips forward and spread her legs. I crawled between her legs and began licking her thighs. I carefully cleaned her sticky legs of their combined love juices. When I reached her pussy lips she laid her legs on my shoulders and guided my efforts with both hands on the back of my head. Phil's cum mixed with Angela's cunt liquor was coating my face. I licked and sucked and tried to recover every last drop from her vagina.
As I did my best to please Angela I became aware of a hand massaging my balls. I spread my legs and let my benefactor have their way.
Angela's legs covered my ears but I heard her say, "Karl makes a pretty good pussy slave, don't you think, Kate?"
Now I knew that Kate was the one responsible for making my balls feel so good. She made a collar of her thumb and index finger and pulled on my testicles. I moaned into Angela's cunt and licked her from just above her asshole to her clit. When my balls were nice and loose Kate placed a small leather collar around them and cinched it up tight. "Is it on?" Angela asked.
"He's not going anywhere." Kate replied.
Angela tightened her leg lock on my head, "Put your hands behind your back, Karl. Do it now!" She ordered insistently. I felt a quick tug on the leash attached to the collar on my balls.
I obeyed instantly; mostly because I wanted to but also because she had me by the balls, literally. Kate snapped hand cuffs on my wrists like she did it for a living.
Angela released me from the viselike grip that held my head. "Stand up, slave." She ordered.
"This isn't necessary." I protested.
I felt the leash tug again. "Speak only when spoken to, slave." Angela ordered. "Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress." I answered meekly, with my head bowed.
Angela stood up and removed her blouse and skirt; she was wearing the royal blue teddy that just barely contained her breasts and matching heels. Kate was wearing her black teddy that contrasted nicely with her milky white skin and once again she wore bright red heels that matched her nails and lipstick. "Black must be her signature color." I thought. Their neatly trimmed love nests were suspended above their long legs. We presented quite a picture standing in the open office; a naked, handcuffed man and two sexy women dressed in teddies and stockings. They seemed unconcerned that anyone might see us.
Kate took a tube of her lipstick and applied it to my lips. Next she used the lipstick to add color to my tits making them stand out against the bland whiteness of my skin. Lastly she colored the head of my pecker. "Now you look like the slut you are." She proclaimed.
Angela reprimanded Kate, "Aren't you forgetting something."
"You're right, as usual, Angela dear." Kate said as she lubed the butt plug. "Bend over slave."
Her finger found my freshly shaved butt crack and after a bit of teasing she plugged my 'pussy'.
I bowed my head as Kate handed Angela the leash and followed her with my hands behind my back into Phil's office. She tugged dramatically on the leash causing my swollen but not quite hard cock to flop around. Angela led me to the center of the room, directly in front of Phil's desk and between the two easy chairs where Phil was seated with another man!
"Gentlemen," Angela announced, "May I present for your amusement our slut, Karl."
"This is the slave we told you about, Richard." Phil announced proudly. "And he is wearing my cum on his face just like I said he would!"