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Slut wives Roxanne and Heather and their cuckolds Peter and Bill lounged in bed late into sunday morning. They had been up almost until dawn.
Heather was the first to get up. She was still wearing the fishnet dress she had modelled for Peter and Bill the night before. The dress barely covered her ass when worn properly and it rode up her body as she shimmied off of the bed.
Imagining herself as the sultry stripper she had been the night before she put on her heels before getting up and leaving the room. It made her horny to think of how many times she had put herself together in the same casual way the night before after squirming naked in a stranger's lap. In those moments after the lap dance she was not a performer, just a sultry slut who enjoys being watched and wanted.
As Heather passed the full length mirror in the hallway she stopped to admire her reflection. She started to pull the dress down to its proper length but then paused. Roxanne was right. A woman naked from the waist down - open and available - was the sexiest look imaginable. She left the skirt riding high on the shelf of her firm ass adjusting just a bit to make sure her neatly groomed pussy was fully visible.
Heather made a pot of coffee and sat silently contemplating the events of the weekend. Roxanne and her lovers had shown Heather just how good sex could be. Each man had made her feel beautiful and desirable - spreading her legs and arms like a flower welcoming grateful honeybees, each happy to share the bounty.
Carrying that attitude to the strip club she had received a similarly warm response. Every man grateful for an opportunity to share as much of her as she was prepared to give. And she enjoying the giving. How could this be wrong?
She knew now that she was truly beautiful and desirable. Roxanne had warned her that there would be those who would not agree. Those who would judge her too slutty. All the more reason to project herself honestly. Let the lovers and judgers declare themselves in how they respond to her. Then she could focus on living her life and seeking her own happiness.
She had decided already that she would continue a promiscuous and open lifestyle. But what would it be like when it wasn't a staged weekend of indulgence relatively free of attachments? She would inevitably form relationships with some of her lovers. No attachment sex was a temporary illusion created by Roxanne. How could she manage the possibility of Bill being jealous or hurt?
As Heather considered this possibility she thought of Yury. She wanted to see him again. The way he had taken her sex without asking made her pussy quiver and ache for him. Just the thought of him telling her to spread her legs prompted her to open them up, lean back in her seat and fantasize about his cock. It was large and thick and the perfect fit - he filled her up and touched all the places no man had ever touched before. Nobody had ever fucked her like Yury had and she wanted more.
Heather was still quietly contemplating when Roxanne entered the room - wearing a threadbare muscle shirt, high heels and nothing else. When she had poured herself a cup of coffee, Heather asked her advice.
"Roxanne how do you keep personal relationships with your lovers from complicating your relationship with Peter. Involving the husbands and making it all about variety and indulgence for us keeps emotions in check when we are having a fuck fest. But there must be times that you are out with a man who offers something different than Peter. Doesn't Peter get jealous or insecure?"
Roxy smiled and sipped her coffee.
"Heather the fact that you are thinking about this shows me just how good of a slut wife you will be. For Peter and I this is where the dominant/submissive role comes into play. Why do you think it has been easy to keep jealousy out of the last few days?"
"Well......because you set it all up. You established the rules and the roles and everyone went along with it."
"And I did not provide any choices. All of these men know that their participation is contingent upon compliance or even obedience. I expect them to not only obey my instructions but to learn and know what I want of them. You probably noticed that I rarely have to tell anyone what I want."
"Yes I did."
"Establish clear expectations and tolerate no non-compliance."
"Yes I can see that you have done that, but how does that mitigate the jealousy and competitiveness risk."
"I only tell Peter what I want to tell him about my sex life. If I am going out on a date he is permitted to ask once who I am going out with or where we are going. I will answer or not as I see fit and that is the end of that discussion."
"I am still not sure I get it Roxy. How do make sure it ends there."
"The rules are what they are I said so and this is the way we have chosen to structure our relationship. It sounds odd but it is important that I not provide rationale for my decisions. If I start explaining myself then he will naturally assume that when I refuse to divulge information it is because I want to avoid hurting his feelings or creating jealousy - that will just heighten his anxiety in those circumstances. By making those questions largely off limits I have created a situation whereby he does not spend time thinking about it because to do so would be fruitless. All he knows is that I have sex with other men and always come back to him to love him fiercely."
"But it must have occurred to him that sometimes other men provide something that he doesn't."
"Yes, but it has been presented to him as each man is different and I like variety - not that any one man is better than him - which is true. I wouldn't even consider leaving Peter for Marcus, but when I want rough sex that is where I go. To be clear, I never lie to Peter or my lovers. I simply make it clear that they are not entitled to certain information."
"But that sounds very manipulative Roxanne."
"Perhaps, but don't forget that this is a wife led relationship. I am the dominant party in the relationship - that is both a privilege and a responsibility. A Dom makes the decisions and this arrangement specifically excludes the possibility of the Sub questioning the Dom's decisions except in extreme circumstances. Like I said before, once the pattern is set it is only rarely that I have to enforce corrective measures. Most people don't understand, but this works for us."
"So are you a Dom for your lovers as well?"
"That varies but generally not to the same degree. But all of those relationships were established on the clear understanding that I am polyamorous. All I need to establish is that Peter comes first and their access to me can and will be cut-off at any time if I am displeased."
"So how do you enforce your dominance Roxanne?"
"My men are addicted to slutty pussy. And the threat of no more pussy is enough to keep them in line." said Roxanne with a mischievous smile.
"But what if they aren't."
"Then they aren't for me."
"So is it just that simple. Do what you want and let them figure out if they want to stick around."
"Pretty much, but that is just what works for me."
"Did you ever have to discipline Peter to bring him in line."
"Yes. Once. He tried to pry into what I would be doing with Todd and Marcus one night. I warned him to back off but he couldn't let it go. So I went on my date, but at the end of the night I brought Marcus home with me. Peter had been up waiting anxiously for me.....hoping to talk more."
"What did you do?"
"I told him we would not be discussing the matter further. For the next two weeks I would be bringing a different man to my bed each night while Peter slept in the guest room. He would have no access to my pussy and if I found that he had been masturbating or otherwise pleasuring himself he would be cut-off for much longer."
"That seems kind of harsh Roxanne."
"I know. But a Dom's job involves setting the rules even when it is not easy. I told him that if he wanted to know what I did on my dates he could listen through the wall for the next two weeks. Then I took Marcus to my bed. Like I said before Marcus likes rough sex and I played it up. I doubt Peter could have slept if he wanted to with Marcus slapping my ass and talking dirty to me while he fucked me raw over the next three hours."
"Wasn't he hurt."
"Perhaps. But all I did was demonstrate the obvious - that I was having sex with other men. We never broached the topic of how he compared or what my motivations might be. In fact I explained very little during those two weeks. And that was the whole point. If he was to be my submissive cuckold he must accept me and my decisions without question."
"Wow. How did things go after that?"
"Smooth and happy. After those two weeks he understood more deeply the nature of our relationship. And frankly I think it was a relief for him. Dropping the desire to question my sexual escapades was the final ingredient in allowing him to enjoy his submissive role. Acceptance had to occur for our relationship to survive. It was tantamount to ripping a bandage off all at once rather than in tiny painful steps."
"How did you have such confidence you were doing the right thing for you two?"
"I didn't. But I didn't see an option. Just to be clear, I am not saying this is the right course for all relationships. Having a clearly wife led relationship is just the formula that works for us."
"How do you know he didn't masturbate during those two weeks?"
"I don't know for sure. But Peter is a terrible lier and he exploded when I finally fuck him at the end of the two weeks. If he sneaked one or two in without me knowing I think I can live with that."
"Wow. You get fucking sexier every time I talk to you. I can see why men would choose a little piece of you over most any woman."
"Thank you honey. But I see them responding the same way to you. Heather you can set your own rules and there will be a line up of men happy to follow."
"Roxanne.......what would happen if you fell for another man who wanted to take Peter's place?"
