Chapter 1 - The Negotiation
We sat, the four of us, in a coffee shop on the high street. To the causal onlooker, we probably looked like university students meeting their parents for a catch up. The reality was something quite different.
My Wife, Goddess, Dominant, Keyholder, had answered an online advert on my behalf; a couple looking for a Sissy to attend their party. We lived fairly close to this couple and had agreed to meet for a further conversation.
The woman, Sarah, was drop dead gorgeous. Sarah was around 40 years old and had a graceful way of moving which commanded respect, furthermore a slightly dismissive way of speaking and looking at everyone else. She was in charge. Her Husband was also good looking, I would consider myself as bi-curious, I liked the idea of gay sex, but had never found men attractive in the same way as I see women. He clearly was a submissive, he had held the door for his wife, moved the chair to allow her sit, and then Sarah had ordered for him. He sat in silence awaiting Sarah to take the lead. I did the same, in complete awe of this powerful woman. I noticed my Wife, Kelly had seen these subtle social cues as well and I felt her interest peak.
"Thank you for meeting us, this is the first time we have met someone from the internet, so we didn't know what to expect" Sarah started, she had the air of boardroom high flyer when addressing us. I half expected her to produce a folder and walk us through the monthly financials, then start reprimanding me for my poor performance... I snapped back to reality as Kelly said,
"This is our first time meeting another couple too, all vey exciting isn't it?"
"Quite." smiled Sarah, "So, I won't mess you around and waste your time, I'll get to the point." She hadn't yet even looked at me and directed her conversation at Kelly, I glanced at Sarah's man again who was transfixed on these two powerful women who were beginning to gain each others respect.
"It's my subs birthday in two weeks time, and I want to give him a special present. How long since you last had an orgasm sub?" Sarah turned her eyes dismissively at her man.
"Six weeks, three day, Goddess."
"And, the last time you got to fuck me?"
"Twenty eight weeks, three days, Goddess."
"Yes, that's right, you see, we worked out pretty quickly that little sub here couldn't really satisfy me that way, so we have an 'open relationship', we can have sex with whoever we want but the issue is..." Her long elegant fingers played the key on the chain around her neck. "Well, I'm sure you understand."
Kelly nodded and pulled her own key out from under her jumper. I couldn't take my eyes off what was happening, my temperature raised by a few degrees and I was spell bound.
"Now, I wanted my sub to enjoy his birthday by letting him fuck a man. He said that was a limit, so we have compromised with a femboy, as long as they are feminine enough for him to not feel 'gay', I will never understand the male ego..." she trailed off as if in deep thought. "And that's where your..."
"You can call her sissy."
"Your Sissy comes in. Now I don't mean to be crude, but can we see the pictures of her, all dolled up?"
Kelly didn't look at me as she produced her phone, opened her photos and showed the pair pictures of me dressed in a frilly dress, my long hair in pig tails, make-up. She swiped to me bent over, boi-pussy exposed.
Sarah and her man conferred with a glance and nodded. I felt embarrassed as our dress up hadn't left the house before, but also proud and sexy that these two found me desirable.
"Now, we will host, I have a few of my bulls lined up for my pleasure."
"I'm sorry, bulls?"
"Oh, sorry darling, I always assume everyone knows the terms, a bull is a man who is, let's say, man enough to please me."
"Oh I see." Kelly and I had spoken about cuckold in the past but hadn't gone any further. Although a lot of the time I get to 'enter her' it is using a strap-on that was over twice the size on my 'clitty'.
"So, ah yes," Sarah continued, "While I, or we, enjoy ourselves, open invitation to you, my dear." I shot a glance at Kelly to see her reaction and she just grinned. "We will have our subby males service us, cook, clean etc. Warm us up, and if my little one behaves, he can get himself off with the help of your Sissy." She folded her arms onto the table and continued.
"I want her in full dress all night, locked-up of course. And perfectly submissive. Now, we are into some pretty kinky stuff, including bondage, impact, and my favourite feet play. I will send you over a checklist so you can make your limits known to us."
We nodded together. My mind was swimming with erotic ideas. I wanted to please Kelly of course but I also felt a strong desire to submit to Sarah and to gain her approval.
"I think we are going to have a very fun evening" Kelly said. The conversation turned to more socially acceptable and boring topics such as what each other does for work and blah blah, until we finished our drinks, said our warm goodbyes and left.
"We are going to have to up your training in the next two weeks, my love" Kelly said on the way home.
Chapter 2 - The Night.
I spent the next two weeks, in chastity, being strap-on fucked for hours, walking in higher and higher heels, going to a salon and being waxed and having a pedicure. My Goddess particularly enjoyed watching me squirm during the last two. It was obvious to the staff what was going on as I dropped my trousers and panties, (She let me wear white - non girly panties) and she told them,
"To not leave a hair under my eyebrows, and to shape my eyebrows while they were there." The attractive lady with wax strips in her hand and I flushed in unison and my Goddess smiled to herself.
We had discussed the possibility of Kelly playing with one of the bulls. I had tried to be honest with her, telling her I wanted her to enjoy herself, but I also was afraid of her deciding that perhaps she would rather be with a more manly man and break up with me. Kelly had said she understood and perhaps it was a matter of trust, and pointed out that she was also worried that I might prefer having having sex with men, rather than her and a strap-on. This did bring a new perspective on the matter and the conversation ended with me agreeing that she should, if she felt comfortable, play with the bulls or at least explore how it makes her feel.
Finally the evening arrived. I was dressed in a frilly pink dress with suspenders, a garter belt, a padded bra my cage and a pink buttplug. Goddess had done my make-up and hair, applied some feminine sense to my body and I felt sexier than ever. Not to mention incredibly horny. Goddess had made similar preparations herself and looked as gorgeous as ever.
