I always fantasized it would be this way. I never wanted it to be this way. I still remember the day. It was a dream comes true. It was a nightmare. I loved it and I hated it.
It all began with simply enough, when Liz and Doug moved in down the road.
We live in the country on five acres, as do most of our neighbors. We like it this way â we have enough room to have our privacy but we still have contact with other humansâŠ
The dinner was where it all happened. Laura had me well trained by then, she had me eating out of her hand as well as everywhere else she wanted, and I loved it.
We arrived at Doug and Lizâs around seven. We were dressed semi-formal as they had asked, though I was wearing my special underwear that Laura had purchased just for me â it was like a black leather thong.
We started with drinks right away, and we would have had some catching up to do if Laura and I hadnât had a cocktail beforehand. We talked and we chatted and had an appetizer. Laura was more affectionate with me than usual â when both of them were out of the room she kissed me on the lips and stuck her tongue in my mouth and licked all around inside. When she heard them coming back, she gave my crotch a playfully hard squeeze before they entered the room.
At dinner however, I sat next to Liz and Laura was next to Doug. The food was light but excellent â salad and a pasta dish. We were finishing our second bottle of wine when I felt a hand on my thigh near my knee. It felt good and I was feeling good and it took me a few seconds to realize that Laura was across the table and so it had to be Lizâs hand. I slowly looked across the table to see if anyone else was aware of anything, but they seemed oblivious. Liz slowly stroked my thigh, working her way toward my crotch.
I could feel myself stirring.
It was about then that Doug started to move in his chair slowly. I noticed that Lauraâs arm was not on the table but underneath it. Watching carefully I could guess that she was feeling him. I had a sudden thrill â the idea of Laura touching another man both excited me and made me jealous, but it made me instantly hard and I wanted more. Laura picked up my glance and spoke to me.
âItâs your dream come true.â
I felt Lizâs hand slide up to my crotch, realize how hard I was, and then drop away. âGeoff, could you please help me clear the table?â
My thong was tight so I wasnât obviously showing. I stood up and grabbed my chance, walking around to the other side of the table to get Laura and Dougâs plates. Lauraâs hand was under the tablecloth, but not on her side of the table. I pushed through the swinging doors into the kitchen and put the plates in the sink as directed. I was on my way back to the table when I heard Lizâs voice.
âNot yet, Geoff.â She grabbed my shoulder and when I swung around she kissed me full on the mouth. My erection had subsided slightly but instantly hardened again. I kissed back hard and our tongues explored each other. She stumbled back slightly and into the center counter where I pressed my crotch up against her. She disengaged her mouth and moaned slightly, then put her mouth against my ear and softly and slowly said âGeoffrey, obey meâ
I was shocked. These were the code words that Laura used when we were playing, and they meant I was instantly to become her slave and obey her. If for some reason I couldnât, I would find a way to pass, but otherwise I would respond with âYes, My Mistressâ, which is what I did now after a slight hesitation.
âMy Boyâ, she said, using the command phrase we had adopted, âGo clear the remaining dishes from the table. Ignore anything else that you see in the dining room, and return swiftlyâ.
âYes, Mistressâ I replied.
I was dazed at all that was happening and all that Laura had betrayed or told but I did as commanded. When I went through the doors I saw she was passionately kissing Doug, who was alternately gently kneading her large breasts through her blouse and unbuttoning it. Neither of them paid any attention to me as I retrieved the rest of the dishes, and I did not stare directly, though again I was both thrilled and pained. I wanted to see more. By the time I was done Doug had Lauraâs blouse mostly unbuttoned and was wedging his hand under her bra.
I went into the kitchen and said, âMistress, may I see more?â
âPut the dishes in the sink and come hereâ
After I complied, she walked up to me and quickly unbuttoned my shirt and striped it off of my shoulders. She then turned me around and guided me back into the dining room.
I expected to see Laura and Doug climbing all over each other. Instead, two pairs of hands grabbed me roughly. My arms were pulled over my head and shackled at the same time a ball gag was placed in my mouth. Laura pulled of my shoes and socks and then rose and said, âItâs your fantasy come true, Geoffâ
And it was my fantasy come true. I had often fantasized about being at the mercy of another woman and I had often fantasized about Laura being with another man, and now they were both happening. I just wasnât sure I wanted fantasy to become reality. Laura gave me a chance though; she whispered in my ear, âHereâs your chance to say enough. We can stop now and go home and forget this ever happenedâ and she looked me in the eye and did not say the obvious which was âand you will never have this opportunity againâ.
I looked her in the eye and I could tell she was turned on and that was all I needed. When she moved back to my ear and whispered, âThis is your only chance. Do you want to continue?â I nodded.
I had shyly told Laura about my fantasies one night in bed after a bottle of wine and some sex. I first discovered it when she talked about an old boyfriend and with some gentle prodding from me, would talk about the sex too. I experienced pangs of jealousy along with a growing hardness and excitement, the kind of excitement that comes from thinking about illicit sex. And I was comforted to know that I had told her when I had fantasized her with another man, they were only fooling around and no fucking was involved.
Bondage was always part of it too. We had played around within a few weeks of getting to know each other, and that went both ways, though I definitely enjoyed being the one tied up. So my other main fantasy was that I would be tied up and the helpless toy of some other women. Tonight, both of those fantasies were coming to life.
Laura walked back over and sat next to Doug, who started to nuzzle and kiss her, but they were now an audience for Liz and Me. âNow Boy, I will do as I please with youâ Liz said, and she moved over and unbuckled my belt. She licked each of my already stiff nipples once and blew on them while she undid my pants, and then she knelt in front of me and slowly unzipped them. They slid to the floor.
She paused for a moment. I felt my erection pressing against the tight leather thong, and that just made it harder. I realized now that I had thrown myself into a position beyond my control. I struggled in the shackles and bit on my ball gag, but there was little play in either, and I could see this excited Liz. I was helpless, and no matter if I changed my mind now it was too late â My wife was going to have sex with another man, and I was going to be seen by another woman and be her toy.
Liz stroked the front of my thong. âVery nice. Not as big as Doug, but very nice. Letâs get a better look at things.â And then my nightâs journey really began.
She slipped her hands around and grabbed my ass, running her hands over my exposed cheeks and then under the thong. Her hands slid to my front and stretched it out, and some of the pressure was relieved, but then she let go so now I had a blunted tent pole sticking out. She took that part of the thong in her mouth and gently bit on it, and then pulled quickly away. She ran her hands back around and pulled it halfway down, so the base of my shaft was barely exposed, and then she ran her legs down the inside of my legs and up the outside, playing with me, until she suddenly yanked the thong off and my penis sprung out at her, rigid as could be. âOh, this is nice and very hard. Letâs keep it that way. She brought out a small black Velcro strip that she fit tightly around the base of my cock. I had heard of cock rings, but never tried one. I slowly swelled up a little bigger and harder. âI like thatâ.
Liz examined my penis from all angles, occasionally touching it or my balls. She ran her hands inside my thighs. She moved behind me and licked my ass and then chewed on it gently, then moved away and smacked it hard. She spread my cheeks and put something cold against my asshole, then pushed what must have been an ice cube inside.