Saturday morning this week was going to be different, Michelle thought. She was going to test her husband Allen's commitment to his desire for a CFNM lifestyle. Just a few days ago she caught him masturbating to porn on their computer. Over the next few days she indulged him with nightly sessions of requiring him to be naked and serve her; pretty vanilla really. But surprising him by having her mother catch her jacking him off upped the ante and although he was extremely embarrassed he didn't run out of the room, in fact, he submitted completely when Michelle asked her mother to wash his 'package'!
Today she would double the stakes! When Allen entered the kitchen there was no bowl on the table. Michelle was having her coffee. He went to the cupboard and took out a soup bowl.
"What are you doing, darling?"
"I'm getting a soup bowl."
"Whatever for, lover boy?"
"You know!"
"Yes, I do know, but I want you to tell me."
"Ok....., it's for my semen."
"And?"
"And what?"
"What?"
"Don't be coy, dear. Tell me how you expect your semen to get into the bowl."
"You're going to masturbate me."
"Maybe....."
"What do you mean, maybe? I thought your rule was that I had to start each day by being masturbated?"
"That's right, sweetheart! Just not right now. First I want you to set the table in the dining room. I'm having a little brunch this morning and you're going to serve it!"
Allen's cock began to throb and within seconds was pointing up at his chest. "Who did you invite?"
"Never you mind, honey buns, you'll find out when you greet them at the door!"
"You wouldn't."
"I did and you will! This was all your idea you know. You should be careful what you wish for!"
Allen never dreamed that reading about CFNM would lead to this or that his wife would go to such lengths to humiliate him. He wanted to tell her that this was a mistake but his cock was telling him to do it.
Allen began setting the table. "How many guests did you invite?"
"Today? Just three; including my mother."
"What does 'today' mean he wondered? What else could she be planning?"
He set one place on each side.
"This won't do, Allen, put two places on the side by the bay window; and open the drapes; I want lots and lots of light."
Allen moved the place setting to the other side of the table.
Aren't you forgetting something, Allen?"
"What, dear?"
"Your soup bowl, Allen, it belongs on the side facing the window."
"You're going to jack me off in front of your friends?" Asked, incredulously.
"My mother saw you cuming, you liked that didn't you?"
"Well....."
"Admit, it Allen, when my mother saw me jacking you off it gave you a rush."
"But...."
"Just admit it , Allen, you like being naked for me and you like it when I masturbate you and it was a big turn on when my mother caught us and now it's going to be a dream come true for you to be naked for four women all at the same time. You want them to see you naked. You want them to see your hard cock and you want them to see me masturbate you! Admit it Allen!" She emphasized loudly.
Allen paused but admitted, "You're right, Michelle, but what will they think?"
"They will think that you are my little sex toy...my boy toy! They might even be jealous!"
Allen's cock was still very hard. It hurt so good! But still there was that nagging fear...who would be here...what would they think?
"Allen."
"Yes, dear?"
"When all three ladies are here I want you to offer them a drink. There's tomato juice and vodka for Bloody Marys and rum and orange juice for Screw Drivers and pomegranate juice. You are my naked butler....do you understand?"
"Yes, Michelle." Allen answered, resigned to his fate.
No sooner he had spoken that the door bell rang. Allen's face turned crimson as he walked towards the door and opened it. It was his mother-in-law.
"Good morning, Mother," Allen stammered, "so nice to see you."
"It's so nice to see you too, Allen!" She answered sweetly as she stared at his erect cock and then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
