This story is the nineteenth episode in a series entitled "Awakenings". If you have not read the previous eighteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.
I remind you again that I write cuckold stories. While I try to make them loving cuckold stories, they do depict an alternative life style. If you're offended or upset by stories about sexual attitudes and behaviors that are different from your own I strongly suggest that you find something else to read.
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After Mel, Amy and I finished talking to Jeanne, we went upstairs to the bedroom. On the way Amy explained, "Michael, almost everyone who regularly plays dominant submissive games or sadomasochistic games has a safe word."
"I understand. I've read about them. It's a safety net for the sub."
Shaking her head, Mel said, "No Michael, that's not the real purpose."
"I don't understand."
Amy said, "Michael, I love Mel and she loves me. While we occasionally like to play some wickedly kinky games, we don't want to hurt each other. Knowing that we have a safe word allows us to push each others limits without having to worry that we might be going too far."
Nodding, Mel said, "That's right, a safe word allows us to get really nasty with each other."
I laughed.
Shaking her head, Amy said, "Michael, we're serious and you need to understand this. You have an adventurous wife. She wants to experiment. She trusts you. She wants to experiment with you. You're not a dominant sadist. The only way you'll be able to push Jeanne's limits is if you feel confident that she can stop you if you go too far. A safe word will help you."
"Okay, I guess I understand. What's your safe word?"
Mel said, "Time out."
"You mean like the sports term."
Amy said, "Pretty much, actually I guess that's exactly what it is. When one of us feels like things are getting out of control or taking an uncomfortable turn we call time out. That gives us an opportunity to talk about what's happening."
"Does that happen very often?"
"Almost never. Amy and I have been together for a long time. We have a good understanding of what we both enjoy and don't enjoy. Still, it's sometimes fun to push each other a little bit. The safe word makes that easier."
"I get it."
"Are you ready to watch?" Amy was smiling.
"Definitely."
Looking at Mel, Amy said, "You first."
Mel winked at me and then she took a deep breath and barked at Amy, "Okay slut, get your clothes off. Tonight you're my bitch and I want my bitch naked."
I was surprised as I watched Amy hurriedly undress. Her usual confident demeanor had vanished. The brash boldness that was always present in her eyes had been replaced by a look of meek acquiescence. Mel, on the other hand, now looked like a firebrand from hell. I was both amazed and aroused by their ability to effortlessly slip into characters so different from their natural dispositions.
After laying her clothes on her dresser Amy turned and stood naked in front of Mel and me waiting for instructions.
"Get down on your knees bitch. Crawl over and undress me."
Amy complied immediately. Mel stood coolly nonchalant, staring down at her girlfriend as she obediently removed her clothing. I watched in rapt silence.
As soon as Mel was naked she ordered, "Lay my clothes on your dresser and fetch the toy box."
Amy stood, quickly gathered up Mel's Jeans, tee shirt and panties and laid them on the dresser. Once that was finished she hurried into their walk in closet. A moment later she reappeared carrying a box about one foot by two feet. Covered with white satin and decorated with gold flowers imbedded with brightly colored jewels, the box was reminiscent of a jewelry box that might have been found in the boudoir of a Renaissance queen.
Amy laid the box on Mel's dressing table.
"Open it." Mel was standing with her hands on her hips. She reminded me of a Marine Corps drill sergeant.
Amy opened the box.
"Bring me my cock."
Amy took out a leather harness and a large lifelike black rubber phallus. After slipping the base of the dildo into the harness she walked over to Mel, kneeled at her feet and strapped the harness to her hips.
"Now fetch the handcuffs." Mel was still standing with her hands on her hips, but now a large black erection extended proudly from her mons venus. It was an amazingly erotic sight.
Standing up, Amy hurried back to Mel's dressing table. She took four pairs of gold plated handcuffs and four gold chains from the toy box and brought them to the bed.
"You know what to do next."
Nodding, Amy wrapped one of the chains around each of the corner bed posts. Then she slipped one of the open handcuffs through the two links at the end of each chain and snapped them shut. Once that was done she looked at Mel.
Mel said, "Lie down on the bed and assume the position."
Amy immediately lay down spread eagle on the bed. The chains were just long enough for the open end of each pair of handcuffs to reach one of her wrists or ankles.
Mel slipped the open end of each pair of handcuffs around Amy's wrists and ankles and snapped them shut. When she was finished Amy was bound spread eagle on the bed. I looked at her cunt. It glistened with her moisture. Amy was definitely aroused.
Mel walked over to her dressing table, took a large ostrich plume out of the toy box and returned to the bed. Setting the ostrich plume next to Amy, Mel straddled her face and sat down. The large black rubber phallus still jutted obscenely from her pubic mound. "Now you're mine slut. I intend to have some fun. You can lick my ass while I play."
For the next twenty minutes I watched Mel pinch, slap, fondle and tickle Amy. At times Amy begged Mel to stop. Mel callously ignored all of her pleas. I understood. Amy didn't say the words, time out. If she'd really wanted Mel to stop that was all she had to do.
Mel finally did stop, but not because of Amy's pleas. It was time to play a different game. Slipping off of Amy's face, she turned around and straddled her chest. As she rubbed Amy's lips with the head of her rubber cock Mel said, "Suck my dick slut. Show us what a good cocksucker you are."
Amy obediently opened her mouth and began hungrily sucking and licking Mel's dildo. Her eyes were crazed with lust. It was clear she was enjoying this game every bit as much as Mel was.
As I watched I considered taking my cock out and masturbating, but realizing that it would temporarily dampen my own lust, I resisted. As it turned out I'm glad I chose to control myself because I was about to become an active participant in Mel and Amy's kinky game.
Mel let Amy suck her for a moment and then pulling back, she said, "That's enough slut. It's time for me to fuck you."
Breathless with excitement, Amy answered, "Yes please."
As Mel positioned herself between Amy's spread thighs, she said, "You are a slut."
Amy stared up at her.
Rubbing the head of her dildo up and down the length of Amy's wet cunt, Mel said, "Is this what you want slut?"
"Oh god yes, please fuck me!"
Still teasing Amy's cunt with the head of her rubber phallus, Mel said, "Beg for it bitch. Beg for my cock."
"Please Mistress Melody, please give me your cock. I need it. You're driving me insane. I have to have it."
"Tell us why."
"I'm a slut. I love cock. I can never get enough."
"All right." Mel pushed the full length of her dildo into Amy. Amy was so wet that it slipped in easily.
Amy gasped.
Mel slowly pulled the phallus out. As she thrust it in again, she said, "Is this what you wanted slut?"
"Yes, yes, fuck me; fuck me hard."
Now ruthlessly pumping her cock in and out of Amy, Mel said, "You like it hard, don't you bitch."
"Yes, I want it rough. Use me, fuck me like a slut."
"How much cock do you want? Tell us."
"As much as I can get."
"Why? Tell us why?"
"Because I'm a cock hungry slut, "
Suddenly Mel stopped fucking Amy. Pulling back, she stood up and turned to me. "Okay Michael, you heard her. She's a cock hungry slut. It's your turn. She's a fuck toy. Use her like one."
Behind her Amy lay spread eagle on the bed, her exposed cunt wet and gaping from Mel's rubber phallus. Smiling at me, Amy seductively licked her lips. I smiled back at her.
Noticing my smile, Mel said, "The sluts teasing you, isn't she."
I grinned.
"Fuck her Michael, give her what she wants."
As I was stripping off my clothes Mel said, "You understand that we're teaching you how to play with Jeanne. She wants this. We know it's not part of your nature, but she trusts you. She may never be comfortable letting any other man do this with her."
"I understand."
"Good, now fuck Amy. She's tied helplessly to the bed. For the next few minutes she's your toy. Use her, use her for your pleasure. Ravish her."
I stared at Amy. She was waiting, helpless, open, eager to be ravished; but Mel had been right. This wasn't part of my nature. I wasn't a ravisher.
Recognizing why I was hesitating, Amy said, "It's okay Michael. We're just playing a game. This is your role in the game. Relax and enjoy it. That's what I'm going to do. I'm excited. I can't wait to be ravished by you."
That made me grin. It gave me confidence too. I could play a role. I also knew that Amy and Mel were right, Jeanne will want to play games like this one and at least at first, she'll want to play them with me because she trusts me.
Jeanne and I both regretted how all of this started. Jeanne should have shared her original awakening with me. Unfortunately she didn't. While both of us now wished we could go back to the beginning and restart this journey together, that wasn't possible; but I was beginning to understand what Amy and Mel were doing. They were guiding me to a point where Jeanne and I might be able to begin exploring this new life together. For that to happen I needed to learn to be just as adventurous as Jeanne. That meant that I had to be able to play roles outside my comfort zone.
Still grinning, I looked at Amy and then at Mel.
Mel asked, "What?"
I winked at her and then I turned to Amy, wiggled my eyebrows and said, "Get ready to be ravished."
