It started one evening as we were lying on the couch together.
I was flicking through a magazine, feeling vaguely smug with myself about the dinner I'd prepared for the two of us. Anna was browsing through a copy of the local free ads paper. It looked as if she was looking for something in particular, but I had no idea what.
"Ah! Here it is! Sarah said it was in this week's paper."
Now I was curious. Sarah was an old girlfriend that I kept in touch with, but she'd obviously been plotting something with my wife on this occasion.
"Here. Read this. " She handed me the paper, pointing to a small ad that was at the end of the "Items Wanted" column, tagged on at the end, almost as if the editor hadn't quite known what to do with it.
"MEN WANTED TO STAR WITH TWO GORGEOUS WOMEN ON ALL NEW FEMALE DOMINATION VIDEO WEBSITE!"
I think my jaw must have dropped as I read it, because Anna leaned over and tapped it shut.
"I think you've been a naughty boy, don't you?"
I barely managed to nod.
"Right, I'll give them a call in the morning and tell them we're coming." She said.
"We?" I asked.
"Of course! You don't think I'd be content to watch this on video do you? I want to see exactly what they do to you!"
I nodded dumbly. I think I was too turned on by the idea to do anything other than nod at that moment. The idea of my wife watching me be punished by two other women was incredibly arousing. And slightly worrying too. We'd played around with bondage in the bedroom, and felt that we'd probably gone further than most "normal" couples, but I couldn't escape the feeling that this was going to be a lot more painful than anything Anna had done...
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It was probably a bit late for regrets, I thought as I stood naked and blindfolded in the center of a dark room, Anna watching from a corner as the two women prowled round me, examining me.
It had started well enough. We'd shown up at the address on time, and been escorted into a seating area by an attractive, petite brunette who looked so sweet and innocent that I'd instantly jumped to the conclusion that she was some sort of admin assistant for the firm. The long tight skirt and the white fluffy jumper, combined with her long curly hair just added to the sweet picture.
I was exceptionally turned on by now, both by the thought of what was going to happen, and by the fact that Anna was wearing a short skirt and I kept catching glimpses of her lacy stocking tops as she sat down.
The brunette had gone through the technicalities, the pay, the insurance against personal harm, the website etc. Then came the embarrassing questions that had made me wonder what Anna had got me into. Had I ever been whipped? Had I had my balls tortured? Had I ever had anal intercourse? I'd tried to maintain my relaxed posture in front of the girl and Anna, but it had gotten harder and harder as the questions had gone on.
I'd blushed openly when she'd opened the file she was carrying and revealed the picture of me lying naked on the bed, cock standing to attention. They'd told Anna to email it to them when she'd spoken to them on the phone, and she'd had great fun making me pose naked so she could get a good picture.
"Have you shaven your cock and balls as ordered?" She asked.
I'd blushed even brighter at this stage and admitted that I had. That had been a new experience for me, but thankfully I hadn't cut myself!
Then had come the opportunity to back out. I'd looked at Anna, who said,
"He'll do it. Won't you?"
Once more I'd been reduced to nodding dumbly.
With that, the girl had led us into the studio, indicated where Anna could sit, and then left us, after ordering me to strip entirely naked.
"Come on, you heard the girl, clothes off. " It hadn't been hard to detect the amusement and arousal in Anna' voice as she encouraged me to strip. I knew her well enough by now to know that the petite brunette had been "her type", as she would put it, and that she was hoping she'd come back almost as much as she was looking forward to seeing what happened to me.
I was standing naked in front of Anna, cock bobbing hard in front of me, and I took the opportunity to take a look round. The room was sparsely decorated (black walls of course) and the only furniture (aside from a couple of armchairs, one of which Anna was occupying) was a table (ominously with rings attached to the legs and sides), a huge antique wardrobe, and a large square frame with eye-bolts in each of the corners, which almost freaked me out. What had I let Anna get me into?! The only thing that stopped me really worrying was the lack of whips and chains on display; they must all be in the wardrobe I figured. The video camera on the tripod was also a little off-putting to someone who became a photographer because he hated being in front of cameras!
Anna noticed me looking round.
"We'll have to get one of them for the bedroom." She pointed to the wooden frame, and I laughed as I thought about giving friends a tour of our flat and having to explain that! Then I thought about how spread I'd be if I was tied up with my limbs attached to each of the corners.
"Now relax and wait like a good boy!" She reached over and stroked my cock lightly and my legs quivered. "Mmmm, I love those shaven balls, maybe I should make you do it more often." I nodded dumbly as she gave my balls a quick stroke.
"Oh by the way, there's something I want you to know. " She stood up, hitched up her skirt and flashed her shaven pussy at me, perfectly framed by the black lace of her suspender belt.
"Oh that's hardly going to help me relax is it!" I moaned as she sat back down, grinning like a Cheshire cat. Luckily we didn't have long to wait.
"Don't turn around." I'd almost jumped, I hadn't expected the brunette back, but I had recognized her voice. I had felt my blush returning and then a blindfold had been placed over my eyes and secured firmly behind my head....
The blindfold was good. With the ones Anna and I have you can usually see a bit around the bottom, but with this one I could see nothing.
"Right, the cameras are rolling." It was the brunette again. "I'm Mistress Charlotte, and this is Mistress Katya."
"And this is a sex toy." It was the other girl this time. She had a faint Russian accent. At the time I remember wondering what toy she was holding, it was only when I watched the video later that I realized she was talking about me.
"Open your mouth." I did as I was told and was rewarded by a large ball gag being shoved into my mouth. I made a little mmpfh sound as the straps were tightened around my head. The ball was big. I'd been right, this was a lot more serious than the bondage that Anna and I had played around with.
"We'll save the introduction to the dildo gag until a bit later, but for now we don't want any noise." Katya scrapped her long fingernails down my back and laughed as my cock bobbed to attention. She started kneading my bum, digging her nails in a little, as Charlotte came up in front and fastened a collar around my neck.
I soon found out that the collar had a leash attached to it as Charlotte pulled on it and led me over to the table. I was pushed face down onto the table, bent at the waist with my feet still on the floor. My bum felt exposed, but that was nothing compared to how I felt once Mistress Katya had opened my legs wide and cuffed them to the table legs, and Mistress Charlotte had pulled my arms out in front of me, cuffed them together and then attached them to the other end of the table. I was slightly disorientated, but I got the sense that Anna was sitting to one side of me; I could hear little giggles occasionally as she enjoyed my predicament.
"I think we'll start with a light whipping to get everyone into the mood." Explained Charlotte. I heard the wardrobe being opened. Anna's gasp when she saw the contents made me seriously wonder what a "light" whipping was going to mean!
I screamed into the gag and arched my back, pulling at my bonds as the long bullwhip cracked down over my back.
"Was that a little hard for him do you think?" Katya asked Anna as Charlotte raised her arm again.
"He's never been properly punished." Was my wife's helpful comment.
CRACK!
"Well we'll soon sort that out!"
They gave me five with the whip on my back as a starter.
"Anna, why don't you tell Craig what we're wearing?" Mistress Katya suggested as Charlotte rifled through the wardrobe looking for something.
"Well." My wife's voice had taken on a husky tone, so I knew it must be good. "Katya is a tall Russian-looking brunette, about the same height as me but with shortish hair, and she's wearing a black leather basque, a leather thong, stockings and some black stiletto heels.
My cock was pressed against the varnished wood of the table, and as Anna described Katya I wiggled my bum around, rubbing my cock on the smooth surface. This didn't go unnoticed and I jumped as Mistress Charlotte bought a long leather paddle down on my ass.
"Well you already know what Charlotte looks like and that she's holding a paddle," Anna continued, "but she's got changed since we saw her earlier. The jumper and skirt have come off and now she's just in a black latex thong and bra, and some gorgeous black boots that come right up to her thighs." I could virtually here Anna licking her lips as she described Charlotte, then she added, "And I'm quite jealous of you right now!"
I wiggled my bum again, knowing what was coming, but desperate to get off after hearing my wife make a pass at the sexy little brunette. Mistress Charlotte blew a kiss at Anna and then bought the paddle down hard on my bum again. And then again. And again. I tried to bring my hands round to protect myself, but the bonds were too strong. I wiggled more, trying to avoid the paddle, or at least ensure it fell on a different spot each time, but Charlotte was ready for that and I could feel myself getting redder and redder. This was nothing like the playful spankings that Anna gave me, and I couldn't even beg for mercy with the big ball gag in my mouth.
