Dear Reader, This story is a continuation of "The Four-Some". Most of the characters in this story were introduced and developed in the first story so I encourage you to read "the Four-Some" first. This story will be more enjoyable if you know what's going on at the beginning.
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Marie and Steve had been living in Susan and Alan's house full time for well over a year. During that time the four of them had developed into a tightly knit, cohesive unit in which Susan and Marie maintained strict sexual control over Steve and Alan. They did this with a mixture of male chastity, bondage, and corporal punishment. Steve and Alan were very happy with the arrangement, as were Susan and Marie.
One evening over dinner Steve suggested to the foursome that he and Marie sell their house and buy into Susan and Alan's house. He said this would mean including him and Marie on the title and making him and Marie equally responsible for the mortgage. This was obviously a very big deal.
He hadn't discussed his idea with Marie beforehand. In yet another indication of the closeness of their group Marie wasn't offended that he initially brought up his idea with the three of them rather than with her in private first. The bigger issue was that as long as Steve and Marie still owned their house it was like a lifeboat, maybe never used but always available. If things soured in the foursome Steve and Marie could always retreat to their own house. They hadn't ever wanted to but the fact of its being there, available, might be serving as a comforting reassurance. Selling the house would mean that they were 'all in' their relationship with Susan and Alan.
They all understood the significance of what Steve was suggesting. Susan responded first, smiling broadly and in pretty good Spanish "Nuestra casa es su casa". Then, more seriously, acknowledged that that would be another big step in the series of big steps that have woven their lives together.
"Let's sit on that for a while and talk about it again later".
They all agreed that moving slowly on this was a good idea. The fact that the thought was out there put a special excitement into the room.
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Later that evening Marie and Steve spoke about the house. She compared the current situation to their own situation years ago. Steve had moved into Marie's apartment in the city but he kept his own apartment. He continued to pay rent but was almost never there. When he went to his apartment to make sure that everything was okay it felt like a part of his past; it didn't feel like home. Giving up his apartment felt like the normal evolution of their relationship.
"Let's go to our house, now." said Marie. "I want to see how it feels to be there together."
Twenty minutes later they were standing in the foyer of the very comfortable house where they used to live.
"I wanted to see if it would feel like home. It doesn't. It feels like a memory. How about for you?"
Steve considered. "We had a lot of good times here but now it feels empty. I feel like a snake that's looking at a skin that it shed."
When they returned to Susan and Alan's house they each had an upwelling of emotion. Marie cried a little. It wasn't the physical structure of the house they were responding to. This was their home now because it was where Susan and Alan were. And it was where Marie and Steve felt they belonged.
They told Susan and Alan that they wanted to do it. Marie asked them, a little shyly, if it was really okay with them.
"Okay with us?" Susan exclaimed. "Are you kidding? When you and Steve were gone, looking at your old house, Alan and I were worrying that you would decide that you wanted to stay there. We would have been devastated."
Susan observed that it felt like she and Alan were getting married to Marie and Steve in all but name. Marie agreed and asked how she felt about that. Susan paused, leaned over and kissed Marie softly on the lips. Marie felt a fluttering in her tummy as she returned the kiss with the tip of her tongue.
"I'm fine with that. You're my bride." Not wanting Steve to feel left out Susan kissed him too. "And you're my groom." Steve's cock responded to her attention, straining against the chastity cage he wore.
Alan wrapped an arm around Marie, who snuggled against him. The two women glanced at each other and exchanged a look. In that look they agreed that were going to have sex with their men, now. Marie and Susan began to undress the man each was with. The men were delighted with this but, of course, didn't know how it would end. One of the basic elements of the relationship was that the men were almost always wearing locked chastity devices. Marie and Susan had matching keys to the chastity locks that they wore on delicate chains around their necks, always available for use by the women. The guys certainly didn't assume that
they
would have orgasms but they loved every opportunity they got to pleasure their women.
Steven, now completely naked, slowly undressed Susan like he was unwrapping a precious birthday present. He unbuttoned her silk blouse, kissing her on her neck. When the blouse was discarded he let his tongue wander over her bare tummy as his hands caressed her breasts. Reaching behind, he unsnapped her bra, freeing her firm, full breasts. He gave each nipple extravagant attention; he knew that she loved that and was rewarded by her gasps of pleasure as he flicked her nipple back and forth with his tongue. As Susan pulled her pants down Steve shifted his weight and ever so gently let his hand glide over her mound. He knew she was impatient for his touch but he also knew that she loved a slow build up. He tantalized her with his feather light caresses. His finger lifted the edge of her panty and ran over her bare flesh, close to her pussy. Susan gasped with delight and passion as his gentle fingers separated her pussy lips and felt her wetness. The attention wasn't one sided. Susan raked Steve sensuously with her nails, made him gasp as she pinched his nipples and cradled his head as she kissed him.
This was to be a special day. Susan wanted his cock inside of her. She unlocked him and gently pulled his cage off and then the ring. He was free and his cock slowly expanded before her eyes. She always loved watching that! She encouraged his erection, stroking his shaved penis and balls. Susan lightly touched Steve's anus, just grazing the sensitive skin. He especially liked her to play around his asshole.
Susan gave his hips a little push, indicating that she wanted him to be on top. Steve happily complied and slowly, slowly entered her. He hadn't cum in two weeks and knew he was on a short fuse so he controlled his strokes carefully. He was determined that Susan would come before he did. Susan hooked her heels over his thighs, pulling him deeper into herself with his every thrust. Then she wanted to be on top. Holding tightly onto him she rolled them over. They remained coupled, with Susan on top. She used his penis, pushing herself onto it, pushing it against exactly the right spots. Finally, she came, trembling and crying out. Steve took this as his permission to cum. He thrust a few more times and pushed himself over his edge. He lifted Susan up with every thrust, impaling her on his penis as he brought her to another climax. Finally they both subsided. Susan lay on Steve as she dozed off.
Marie and Alan were also busy. Marie wanted oral from Alan, who was very happy to oblige, but before he was permitted to start she intended to spank him to get him into the right mood. She picked up a leather paddle that was convenient and told him to lie across the sofa. Alan lay down obediently, with his arms at his sides. Marie started slowly and softly. His butt cheeks took on a rosy glow. She hit harder and Alan squirmed with every strike. He didn't cry out but Marie knew he was feeling pain. She struck five more times, put the paddle down and began caressing him. She lingeringly stroked his back, his legs, his buttocks. Every nerve was alive as she transitioned his experience from pain to pleasure. He wasn't sure where the dividing line was. Finally, Marie eased herself down and softly told Alan to make love to her with his mouth. He started at her breasts, kissing and fondling, sucking and nibbling. Then, slowly, he went lower, down to her pussy that was already wet with her passion juice. He used his tongue as a tool of pleasure. His entire focus was on her: her reactions to what he was doing at every moment, her pleasure, and ultimately, her orgasm. Alan was tremendously excited. His cock was straining against his cage but he knew he wouldn't be having an orgasm now. That was okay with him. He got tremendous satisfaction from the intimacy that they were experiencing together. Really, her orgasm was his orgasm.
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The next day over Sunday breakfast the group went over the steps that needed to happen: they would get Marie and Steve's old house ready for sale and list it with a broker. They would get appraisals of Susan and Alan's house. They would contact the bank that held the mortgage to add Steve and Marie as obligors. When their house sold they would give Susan and Alan half of the equity that they had in the house. They would need an attorney to do this and to add them to the title.
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Emptying out Marie and Steve's old house and getting it ready for sale was fun for them. They enjoyed working together and did the painting themselves. Also, all the work they did brought them closer to their goal. Marie and Steve listed the house and waited for offers. They were lucky; the real estate market was hot and they got two good offers in a short time. They accepted one and went into contract. Meanwhile Susan and Alan asked two appraisers to come to their house to price their house. The two numbers they came up with were close to each other. This made it easy to arrive at a fair market value for Marie and Steve to buy into.
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Like the others, Alan was delighted at how things were going. "We've got to have another ceremony. The collaring ceremony was great but we're going a step further. We need to do this right."
"How about if we all have matching rings?" suggested Marie.
"Yes! And I want them to be distinctive enough so that it'll be fairly obvious that we're all wearing the same ring. People can draw their own conclusions." Susan added.
Alan went to his studio to work on the design of the rings. He drew a number of styles until he settled on one he was happy with. The design had strands of 'twisted gold rope' weaving around in a circle. Each loop was separate but attached to its adjoining loop and each ring had four such loops. When he showed the design to the others they all loved it. They saw that the rope suggested bondage and the four loops obviously represented each of them. Alan's design included a very small gold loop on the top of the rings. This loop was intended to look like the attachment point on a shackle.
Alan's three mates were delighted with the design and asked Alan to speak to a goldsmith to see about getting the rings made. He knew a jewelry maker whose work he admired. She had crafted custom body jewelry that Alan had seen. When Alan showed her the design and said he wanted four rings she slowly looked up at Alan. "That's unusual" Alan looked right back at her. "We're very fortunate to have found each other."
The goldsmith, Peggy, examined Alan's design more carefully.
"That's ingenious. You've designed the ring to be like a piece of bondage equipment"
"Well, sort of. It's such an integral part of what we do that it feels right to include that in the design."
Peggy hesitated. There were questions she wanted to ask but this would be a good commission for her and she didn't want to make Alan feel uncomfortable and maybe take his business somewhere else. She decided to 'put her toe in the water', despite the risk.
