The usual start! This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how a husband and wife have become Subs to the same guy.
In this part both of them wake up to their new life as the Perfect Sub Couple of their Master, Jim.
As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions.
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Monday Morning; Bill woke up when his alarm went off at 6.30am, less than three hours since he had fallen asleep. On going to his room the previous night he had found a disc on his bed which he watched for hours before eventually sleep won over. On the disc he had watched as his Master, Jim had taken over his wife, neither of them unaware that Jim was doing the same with the other. He watched as Jim first massaged his wife, Olivia, how he then had hot sex with her, how she ended up having sex in a local shopping centre with two security men, just as he had done a little earlier. He continued watching as she had sex with four older friends of Jim. As he watched his wife in action he continued to be stunned at how sexual she was, how into being fucked and used hard she was.
This was not the Olivia he knew, the wife he had spent the last 25 years with had never been sexual, their sex life had been anything but exciting, in fact it had been boring and predictable and never passionate.
Of course he now knew that probably he was to blame for their lack of a good sex life. Over the last number of weeks he had come to realise and accept his shortcomings, the fact that his pitiful tiny cock could ever please any woman.
He forced himself out of the bed and into the shower. Getting dressed quickly he left his room and headed downstairs, passing on the way his wife's bedroom, previously the martial room, in which he knew she was currently in bed with their Master. He was aware that Jim had to leave early, just like himself for work, and his first duty of the day was to prepare breakfast for both of them.
Jim looked over at his sleeping Sub Whore as he heard Bill pass by outside. He watched her sleeping body, pulling the sheet down to admire her naked mature body.
The previous night he had a long chat with her, outlining his expectations for the future, how he wished for her to treat her husband when he was not there. He instructed her that she was in charge at all times in his absence, how she was not to do any work, how she was to use and humiliate him. It pleased him how easily she had appeared to agree to all his demands, in fact the more he told her to do the more he thought she was looking forward to her new role.
He finished the evening by making gentle long love to her, confusing her even more, all part of her training. He enjoyed the feel of her mature body, especially loving that the hot sexual encounters were all still new to here, how she made love like a lovesick horny teenager, how everytime she orgasmed was like a surprise to her. He looked down as she moved, revealing her Sub name, Whore, tattoo in all its glory above her pussy.
As he looked down he saw her eyes open and see him there, a huge smile appearing on her face. He reached over taking her head in his large hands, moving it down his body to his hard cock. Still half asleep she took his cock into her dry mouth, and he started fucking her mouth slowly. As she tried keeping up with his pace she gagged a little and he laughed. It wasn't long before he came deep in her throat but she swallowed it all before he allowed her to release his cock from her mouth. Without a word being said he went to the bathroom to shower.
She looked over at him as he walked across the bedroom. The previous night she experienced the best sex most loving she had ever had in her martial bed. She had felt loved and treated well. Now she was confused by the cold way in which she had been used for his satisfaction before she was even fully awake. She had expected to be greeted with a loving greeting, hug and kiss but instead was brought back to reality, that she was there for his use, however he wished. She watched in silence as, after his shower, he dressed and left her room.
Bill was in the kitchen, his back to the door, as Jim entered.
"Good Morning Wimp, is my breakfast ready?"
"Yes Sir," turning around to place a cup of coffee in front of his Master, "I thought I was to bring it to the bedroom."
"I changed my mind Wimp, I was done with your Whore wife," taking his coffee into his hands and seating himself at the table, "bring me my breakfast."
"Hope this is okay Sir," placing a plate of poached eggs, bacon and bagels on the table.
"Bring some up to the Whore."
On reaching the top of the landing he knocked on the door and walked in, finding his wife looking sad on the bed. She sat up as he entered, pulling the sheet over her naked body.
"Good Morning Madam," placing the tray on the bed.
"Thank you Wimp," responding to his greeting to her, "Where is Master?"
"He is eating his breakfast in the kitchen."
"Are you ok?" she asked, almost in a whisper.
"Yes, I suppose so, this is all such a shock, how are you feeling?"
"I'm totally confused, not sure what to think."
Before he could answer they both heard their Master call him from downstairs, looking for more coffee.
"You better go, we can talk later."
"Ok Love, I have to get to work, we can talk tonight?"
"Yes, let's do that."
He hurried downstairs, getting his Master more coffee.
After he finished his breakfast Jim turned towards his Wimp, standing waiting at the sink.
"That was good Wimp, good to find you have some talents, I'm going to go now, my brother will be here later to install my cameras, tell Whore to look after him."
With that statement he rose and left the house, walking to a cab that he had called from the house.
Bill looked at his watch, noting the time and rushing upstairs to get ready for work. Before leaving he went again to his wife and told her about the cameras.
Still looking sad all she said was, "ok." She finished her breakfast as she heard the front door close.
Not more than ten minutes later she heard her doorbell ring.
Thinking, "Damn, he can't be here already," she rushed out of bed, putting a gown on and going to the door to look out the peephole, seeing John, Jim's Brother and Dave, his security officer friend. She recognised them from the time she had pleased them in their security office in a nearby shopping centre. She opened the door.
"Good Morning Whore," walking right past her into the hallway, looking her up and down.
"Good morning," as she tied her gown tighter around her, watching them smile at each other.
"Maybe later Whore, for now get us some coffee and we'll get to work," laughing, "Dave, will you go get the gear from the truck?"
John followed her into the kitchen, "So Whore how is Wimp?"
She turned and looked at him, then looking away quickly, "He is fine."
Laughing loudly, "You really are a fine pair."
She handed him the coffee. As she went to walk away he caught her by the waist, loosening her gown and pulling it open.
"Even nicer than I remember," feeling her breasts and looking closely at her tattooed name.
