Not What I Expected

I thought it was harmless. I mean, really, what's the worst that could happen. A little harmless subliminal messaging. It wouldn't be enough to change anyone's personality, let alone my wife's. But maybe enough to get her to let go of some of her inhibitions. That's what I hoped at least. It had been over 2 years since we'd had sex. I don't really blame her. Between work and our family, it's tough to find time or motivation. I was just hoping for a little more fun.

Instead, I'm on my knees in the garage, wearing nothing but a thong, hands cuffed behind my back, cock in a chastity cage, and getting throat fucked by our "friends".

Wasn't so harmless after all...

I guess I should give a bit more background. I always thought that things like hypnosis and subliminal messages would only enhance someone's feelings and desires. I guess that was true, I just didn't realize how unexpectedly that could go. I added a subliminal track to my wife's nightly sleep recording that I hoped would get her more interested in play. I've always been very submissive, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to throw that in there as well. The gist of it was that she wanted to see me satisfied, she enjoyed dominating me, and she should feel 100% confident that I was enjoying every aspect of her dominating me no matter what.

I know I'm skipping over a lot of the details, but the point is, it didn't go the way I expected. I knew she was fairly vanilla, so I didn't think anything too extreme would happen. It even started off ok. When I got home from work today she greeted me with a deep kiss and asked if I was up for a little fun tonight. YES I WAS! She told me the kids were with her parents and to go upstairs, shower, and put on what she left on the bed.

I jumped straight in the shower as fast as I could without even opening the package on the bed. When I finally came out and took a look inside, I was shocked by what I found. Pink stretchy thong panties, handcuffs, a ball gag with head harness, and an envelope marked "safeword". I was instantly hard! I've never been much into crossdressing, but I was up for anything right now.

I opened the envelope first, but paused before looking. I've always wanted to be completely at her mercy. And I knew I could trust her. Did I really need to see it?

Yes. I know. We can add it to the list of stupid things I've done.

Instead of looking, I tossed it back on the bed and picked up the panties. Stepping into them and sliding them up my legs made me somehow even harder! They were stretchy enough to cover my 6" cock, and they pulled tight, turning me on even more. Grabbing the gag, I had to fiddle with the straps a little to get the fit right, but finally buckled it into place and followed it quickly with the collar, leaving the leash hanging down in front of me. Last but not least was the handcuffs. I thought for a second about safeword again, but was too horny to stop myself now. I locked the cuffs on behind my back, and was ready to go!

Then I realized I didn't know what to do next. I thought about walking down to my wife, but didn't want to walk through the house and by any open windows like this. Should I kneel waiting for her? Before long, it didn't matter, as I heard her steps coming up the stairs. She walked into the room to find me still rock hard in my pink panties, drooling from the ballgag between my teeth.

"Wow, you really are ready for this aren't you? I want you to know, I really appreciate how understanding you've been with me. Especially knowing how much you've needed something like this. I've been thinking about it a lot the last couple weeks, and I don't want you to feel like you aren't getting what you need from this relationship. So I've set up something special that I hope will take care of you from now on. If at any point you want to stop, however, just use the safe word or safe signal. You shouldn't have any trouble remembering them right?"

I nodded, if a little hesitantly now.

"Are you positive?"

In for a penny...I nodded more enthusiastically as she picked them up and took them into the ensuite.

"Alright then, that is the last I will ever mention them!" I watched through the door as she took the candle lighter and lit the envelope on fire in the sink. Watching the paper curl while she turned on the vent fan, I started getting a little flutter in my stomach that I should have probably looked at them. Too late now though...

She came back over to me.

"Now then, I want tonight to be the first night of our new fun. Everything outside of play time will stay the same, and as far as anyone else who knows us can tell, nothing will be different between us. But I want to be very clear, this is your very last chance to back out." She had started slowly stroking my hard cock through the panties. I could barely concentrate, it felt so good! She hadn't touched me in so long, that I would do just about anything for this to continue! "From today on, short of using your safeword, you will be a good subby for me, won't you? Is this what you want, or should we stop now and go back to normal?"

I couldn't think straight with her stroking me so slowly, I just nodded over and over again, mumbling yes through the gag.

"Well, good! Then come with me!"

And with that she stopped stroking my cock and grabbed the leash instead, pulling me towards the door. It caught me so off guard that I stumbled at first as the leash went taut, quickly getting my feet under me as she led me out into the hallway. The window at the end was wide open, as were the windows in the kitchen, dining room, and living room as she led me around. I balked for a second at the living room which faced the street, receiving a sharp pull on the leash.

"Now, now, honey, don't make me punish you already! You will go where I tell you, when I tell you. If the neighbors happen to see you dressed as my little slut, that's your problem, not mine."

With that she kept right on walking, taking me through the living room and to the entrance foyer. I thought for a brief, scary second that she was going to take me out the front door, but released a breath of relief as she took me to the garage door instead. As she led me down the stairs, I was grateful it was still spring. It was a little brisk, but not too hot or cold. She took me right to the middle of the space and had me stop. The floor was covered by a thick workout mat since we didn't really use it as a car garage. The walls were covered with storage racks and boxes while the back wall had the washer and dryer up against it. For once, I was very grateful that we didn't have windows in the garage door, though I did glance quickly at the side door to make sure it was locked!

As I'd been looking around and seeing our garage in a whole new light, Tara walked up behind me with a chair. I glanced over my shoulder to see her attaching a chain to the eyebolt in the ceiling where I used to hang a heavy bag for working out. Stepping down, she played around with the cuffs behind my back a little before I felt the click of a padlock locking the chain to my cuffs. That was quickly followed by a blindfold taking away my view inside the garage.

This was definitely taking a weird turn that I hadn't expected, but I lost track of it again as she walked back in front of me and started stroking my cock again. It had gone soft in my confusion, but quickly sprang back to full force.

"God, you look so hot standing here for me. I've thought a lot about how best to make sure your needs are met. I'll be honest, sex just holds no appeal for me. You were always a wonderful lover, and I wouldn't dream of being with anyone else, but I just don't feel the urge anymore."

I wasn't sure where she was going with this, but was also having a hard time concentrating as she slowly stroked me...

"That being said, I know you have needs. I know you've always wanted the chance to be more submissive. To be a toy. Maybe have me fuck you with a strap on. While I don't see the appeal in that personally, I think it's time for you to have some fun with SOMEONE..."

For a brief second, I thought she meant she would be bringing another woman into our play!

"Of course, I also couldn't imagine you being with another woman, so what to do..."

She took my cock out of the panties and started stroking me faster.

"How can I make sure you get your fix of getting fucked, and dominated, and degraded, without me having to do it, or you playing with another woman..."

I should have had warning sirens going off in my brain right about then, but to be honest, I couldn't focus on anything except her stroking my cock faster and faster. Everything else was a blur as I got closer to cumming...

Tara came up close to my ear, "Enjoy this my love, it could be the last time for a long while..."

Her breath on my cheek drove me over the edge as I came hard, shooting rope after rope of cum across the floor. I came so hard I almost blacked out, and was only vaguely aware of my wife guiding me down to my knees as I leaned on her, breathing as though I'd been sprinting. She reached behind me to grab something, and I felt her cleaning me with a wet wipe and then patting me dry with a towel. I was still in a haze when she started doing something else down there. I tried to mumble something through the gag, but she just giggled as I felt her pulling each of my balls through what felt like a metal ring. Was it a cock ring? I was already quickly going soft, which was good as my cock followed my balls through the ring, none too gently. It wasn't until I felt something closing in around the head of my penis that I realized what it was and tried shuffling away on my knees. Her tight grasp on my balls stopped me short though.

"Oh sweetie, you didn't really think that would be all, did you?" I felt the second piece of the chastity cage fit into place and heard the rasp of a lock slipping into place. "Your needs were always so generously focused on providing pleasure, I knew this would be the perfect way for you to remember I'm always thinking of you. Just so you know, safe word or not, that is going to stay on there from now on. I think we both know it's what you need, and I love the idea that no matter what happens from now on, I will never have to worry about someone else getting their hands on that wonderful cock of yours."

I could sense Tara stand up in front of me, which was quickly confirmed as my blindfold came off. I immediately looked down to see my recently proud cock encased in shiny pink metal. The lock wasn't even visible! Just what looked like a channel at the top where the two pieces aligned. When I looked up, Tara was walking behind me. She walked away for a second, and when she returned I felt her start fumbling with the chain again. It didn't take me long to figure out what she was doing as I felt my wrists pulled down sharply, and two metal cuffs latch around my ankles. I tried pulling, but realized I had probably no more than 6 inches between my wrists and my ankles. I wasn't going anywhere.

"Now, where was I...oh that's right! How to make sure you got what you needed, without you being with another woman. Well, that nice little chastity cage is a good start! But I know you need more than that. So I did what any resourceful and loving wife would do. I found you a Master!"

I can only imagine how big my eyes must have gotten at those words! I started struggling, trying to get up, move, anything. But all that happened was I came scarily close to tipping over onto my side.

"Wow, you ARE excited! Given that you haven't used your safe signal, I'll assume that I guessed correctly!"

I started making every hand signal I could think of in the hope that she would get my meaning...

"Oh ha ha. Very funny. No safe word or signal, no stopping. And before you try pretending you forgot, I know you wouldn't want it any other way, so don't bother. Besides, that would take all the fun out of the rest of your night! Your new Master will be joining us soon, and I think you'll be very interested to find out who it is. Or I guess I should say, who They are! They know all about our new arrangement, as well as your safe word and signal. They even made some suggestions! Such as..."

She broke off at a knock on the side door to the garage. With an excited laugh, she walked over and opened it, briefly exposing me to our neighbor's yard! I was mortified, but that was the least of my worries as Tara stepped aside and welcomed in two men! She greeted them warmly with hugs as I knelt there in shock. Not only did I know them, they were friends and neighbors from down the street! John was black, about 6'2", just a little shorter than me, but just as built. Mike was Asian, about 5'9", but much more muscular than either John or I. We'd been friends for a couple years now and had even double dated with them. I knew they were gay and they'd made a couple joking comments about me in the past, but I never imagined they'd be into something like this!

As they finished greeting Tara, All three of them turned towards me, and I felt I could see a predatory look in both Mike and John's eyes. Tara started first.

"Well, here he is! Just as promised, and all ready for you to take "ownership" of!"

"Holy crap Tara," started Mike, "I didn't think you'd really mean it. Everything we talked about? He's on board with everything?"

"Of course! I told you the safe word and signal, so as long as you don't see that, and you don't cross any of the lines we discussed, you can do whatever you want with him! Or is it to him? Whatever, that's his problem! We should talk through it one more time before I leave though, just to make sure we're on the same page. You will both get the keys to his cage, for you to use whenever you want, or never at all if you'd like! That little clit between his legs," she emphasized the word with a wicked grin over at me, "belongs to the two of you know. Even if he uses the safe word, that cage stays on. You are also responsible for making sure he stays clean under there though. I did a lot of research on that particular cage and it can mostly be cleaned around the bars, but once a week he'll need it off for a full cleaning. I'm assuming he can go over to your place for that, but completely up to the two of you. As you requested, he will no longer own any men's underwear. I love the idea that a sub like him should have to wear more colorful underwear. I've already bought him a full bag of all the things he loves seeing me in, but I hate wearing. Honey, you're going to be in thongs like that one from now on!

He'll be made available to you here in our garage any evening as long as we don't have plans, at least two lunches during weekdays, one full night a week, and one full weekend every other month. During that time, and as long as he doesn't use the safe word, you can use him however you want! Bondage is encouraged, as is punishment (he always wanted me to spank him), but nothing that will cause marks that can't be hidden or damage lasting more than a week. No blood or poop play, and no marking his skin permanently. Although I do love the idea of nipple piercings, so we might have to revisit that sometime soon...

Finally, you can't expose him to others. YET. I know group sex and exhibitionism has always been a turn on for him, so lets talk about it more. Am I forgetting anything?"

John chimed in quickly, "Do you want any end date on this? Don't get me wrong, we're happy to continue using this slut until he's a well-trained toy, but wasn't sure if you want a solid end date for when you get the keys back?"

"Hmm, that's a good point," responded Tara, "Well, how about this, we have that list of "milestones" we discussed that we'd love to push him to. How about if he hasn't reached all of those in one year, then we call it a day and you return the keys to me. If he has though, then you get to keep him caged and servicing you both for as long as you want! Anything else?"

"Videos and pictures," added Mike.

"Oh my god, you're right! How could I forget that! You have full permission to video or take any pictures you want of him. And if at any time he fails to follow your orders or use the safe word, you have permission to distribute them wherever you want. I even got him to sign that release earlier this week. Added it to all the tax documents and he didn't even notice!"

My mind was whirling. I couldn't believe how much they had just described. Or that they had clearly been planning this for a while! And what were the milestones they had discussed?! I tried wriggling free again, hoping to express my displeasure, but Tara just smiled and came closer to me.

Sitting down on her heels she reached out a hand to stroke my cheek, "I am so excited that I can do this for you my love. I know you've needed more, and I'm glad I get to finally provide it for you. Please, don't ever hesitate to use that safe word or signal if it gets to be too much. I appreciate how much you've respected my boundaries, and I promise to do the same in letting you explore these fantasies. I have a feeling our friends are going to push you to places even your kinky mind never went. Or I guess I should say your Masters now! I promise everything else will remain the same between us though. You have my full permission to experience all of the dirtiest fantasies you've ever dreamed of, within the bounds of MY limits," she gave a pointed look to Mike and John, "and I know that this will make our relationship even stronger and more fulfilling for both of us!"

"Now, I'm going to be over at my parents for the next 3 or 4 hours. The keys to the cuffs are on the washer, but feel free to leave him tied up here when you're done. Whichever you think is best! Have fun boys!"

Mike and John waved goodbye to her as she walked back into the house, turning back to me once the door close.

"Well Jay, I guess we're going to find a whole new side of you now!" Mike started as John walked around behind me. "From now on, you will refer to us as your Masters anytime we are alone or with Tara. More specifically, I am Master, and John is Sir. We, on the other hand, will call you whatever we want. You will get very used to responding to slut, fucktoy, cocksucker, and so much more. I wonder how you're going to feel the first time we call you that in front of your wife and you have to respond to your Masters appropriately. And I don't think Jay quite works for you when we're around others anymore. What do you think John?"

"Hmm, that's a good point. How about Jessie?" John was standing off to the side, setting up his phone on a shelf along the wall. As he stepped away, I saw it was recording!

"I like it. Nice and androgenous, just as a good fuckpet should be. You don't have a gender anymore, you're a toy for our pleasure and we'll use you appropriately. If Tara wants to refer to that thing between your cage as a "clit" we're more than happy to respect that though. I think that makes that nice little fuck hole of yours a pussy! Now, before we get started, we have some questions. You see, we've been making jokes about Tara letting us borrow you for years, and she's always been SOLIDLY vanilla. And yet a couple weeks ago, she comes to us with this idea. Now that seems a little odd. Did you cheat on her? Lose a bet? What's going on?"

John removed the gag, pulling it out of my mouth with a pop. I worked my jaw for a second before responding, "Look guys, I'm sorry, this is all a mistake. I didn't actually look at the safe words when Tara gave them to me, and I really can't do this. Please just let me out and we don't ever have to talk about it again. I'll explain everything to Tara, I prom..."

I was cut off by John pushing the gag back in and buckling it around my head again as Mike started speaking, "Yeah we thought you might try something like that. So, here's what's going to happen," he started taking off his belt, as I felt John unlock the leg cuffs and lift me to my feet. "I'm going to use this to warm up your back a little. I'm thinking five minutes should be enough, but if not, we'll re-gag you and go for another 30 before we ask again."