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It was later afternoon on a Thursday. Heather and Bill had just flown into Chicago for their weekend with Roxanne and Peter - an experienced slut wife and cuckold.
Roxanne, Heather, Peter and Bill were still in the limo on the way from the airport to Roxanne and Peter's luxury condo. Heather could still taste Peter's cum and her head was buzzing with excitement. The thought of getting her pussy stuffed with strange cock filled her desires. And the submission implied by the cock cages just fitted onto Peter and Bill fed strength and confidence into her newly dominant role.
Roxy could see that Heather was itching to be fucked. That was such a rude almost masculine way of saying it, but that is one of the many benefits of becoming a slut wife. She no longer thought in socially acceptable terms. Society did not accept her lifestyle and she did not accept society's views. Heather was now, like Roxanne, a slut. She could call sex whatever she wanted and right now she felt dirty.
Roxy continued to lean into Bill with her firm soft tits, filling his senses with her feminine scent. She lightly teased his cock through his pants causing him to groan in exquisite pleasure and gentle discomfort as his cock expanded to a larger size than the steel rings restraining it.
"Are you enjoying yourself Bill?" asked Roxanne.
He stiffened a bit a nodded in the affirmative as she gently squeezed his balls.
"Remember, I am not going to leave you trapped in this thing or use it as a means of humiliating you. It is simply part of your preparation for later tonight and part of your long-term training when you return home with Heather."
Roxanne released her hand from Bill's crotch and sat forward on her seat to address Peter and Heather as well as Bill. As she did so her back naturally arched and pushed her magnificent tits forward. The snug leather of her dress contained them and pushed them together at the same time. This subtle movement drew Bill's eyes to her cleavage. He was in her thrall and had no ability mask his greedy glance.
Roxanne liked the way he was submitting to her and gave him a subtle smile and squeeze of his thigh. Heather was surprised to see how quickly and expertly Roxanne had claimed Bill's attentions.
Roxanne addressed Heather and Bill.
"We have a few more minutes before we get home. The things we are going to do this weekend are just a reflection of how I have chosen to define our lifestyle. If you guys stay on this path, Heather will make her own ground rules when you get home. And it certainly isn't for me to say what works for you two."
"However, I would like you to understand something very clearly. The vast majority of people will not accept your lifestyle. A beautiful woman like Heather will have no problem attracting men, but they still bring their egos and insecurities."
"Some will be unable to wrap their head around being with a woman who has sex with other men. Even though most of the women they have sex with may be very sexually active, they convince themselves to believe otherwise. Your mere existence threatens their carefully constructed delusions and their reaction will almost certainly be negative and undesirable."
"Even the men who accept the idea of a slut, will likely feel the need to bring her down by being abusive and demeaning. She is acceptable as a fuck toy to their overpowering masculinity - or so the narrative seems to play in their heads. But their egos cannot accept her as a sexually dynamic being, let alone her sexual superiority. Again these guys are volatile and likely to be unpleasant to both a slut wife and her cuckold."
Roxanne glanced at Bill again squeezing his thigh to make the obvious connection - he was now a cuckold to Heather.
"Many men will happily fuck a cheating wife, but be suddenly unable to cope with a liberated sexual being like a slut wife. They will wrap it up in a moral judgment - as if banging someone else's wife behind their back is somehow more acceptable."
"Like I said Heather will make her own decisions. Just be aware that this weekend's activities are staged for your benefit. The men you will meet this weekend have all been previously vetted by me. Each is comfortable with the idea of and experienced with sharing a slut wife. But this cannot be expected from any given group of guys. To get to this stage you will have to seek out men on your own and slowly determine who you can bring home and whom you must delude."
Bill vividly imagined his sexy wife fucking guys in hotel rooms, bars and backseats.....each thinking she is a slut wife cheating on her husband.......not knowing he is waiting at home fully aware of her activities. It was all new, exciting and more than a little intimidating. But at this moment he preferred the idea of knowing about her escapades. And he wanted the other men to know too.
The limousine slowed and stopped in front of a luxury condominium building. "We are here party-goers!" exclaimed Roxanne.
Roxy grabbed Heather's hand and pulled her out of the car behind her as Hector the doorman opened their door. The ladies stopped briefly to flirt with Hector, while the men waited to exit the back of the limo. They watched each of the ladies stand on tip-toes to give Hector a soft hug and kiss on both cheeks. Each back arching and each heart shaped ass almost seeming to reach back towards the car as these sluts pressed themselves into Hector. When they moved out of the way Peter greeted the handsome young Hector with a casualness that belied the fact that Hector had been inside of Peter's wife many times.
Hector envied both Peter and Bill as all three men watched the beautiful sluts walk to the entrance. He even made a point of telling Peter that he was off work at 11:00 p.m. and asked Peter to make sure Roxy knew. It was a surreal moment for Bill - Hector knew that a party was in the works, he knew the decision of whether he got an invitation was Roxy's and by all accounts he would do anything for an invitation.
The shamelessness of it all left him almost gasping for air. And the comfort with which they were all so exposed in their most taboo desires opened his mind and made his cock ache with pleasure. Or maybe that was just the cage Roxy had put on him......to remind him of her. As that thought crossed his mind, she was walking away with Heather and all three men were staring at the beautiful site......Bill felt a surge and thrust of desire along the length of his cock just as Roxy turned and smiled..."C'mon fellas, you want to party don't you?"
"She knew we were watching her." thought Bill. "But she wasn't a tease about it. She likes us watching her and uses it to exercise control.....exquisite control that made Bill look forward to the coming events more than if he was in control."
Roxanne and Heather smiled and turned knowing full well the men would be hot on their heels. The ladies waited for Bill to open the door (Hector had fallen behind while staring at their asses). As she passed him Roxy brushed his caged cock and balls with her hand, gently squeezing and giving him a knowing smile. She knew that what she had said about the cage stimulating him had already happened - back there at the car. Watching her had caused his cock to twitch, feel the constraint and be reminded of her. It pleased her and it pleased Bill to please Roxy.
Inside the lobby Roxy looped her arm around Heather's and pulled the two of them up to the security guard. It was Louis, the man with the big black dick and the gentle demeanour. As soon as Heather saw Louis her back straightened and her nipples got very hard.
Bill saw her sexy hips swing just a little bit more for Louis. And he was suddenly struck by how much skin she was showing even though she wore full length pants. Heather's dainty manicured feet were completely naked in strappy high heels. Her hip bone peaked above her low riding leather pants and every inch of flesh to the underside of where her cable knit top cupped her boobs was exposed. When she hugged Louis his big hands covered her lower back and drifted softly across the top of her ass as she released him.
After the ladies greeted Louis warmly, just as they had Hector, Peter and Bill walked by with a casual hello. Louis was as jealous and hopeful as Hector but far more discrete....wishing them a good evening only slightly more enthusiastically than normal hoping Peter would pick up on his meaning. Peter smiled and asked what time he would be off work.
Peter knew that in making such a gesture he might irritate Roxanne, but he saw Heather's interest in Louis and the question was innocuous enough to be non-committal in any way.
"11:00."
"Well, nice not to be on the night shift.....gives you some time to enjoy your evening."
"Yes, yes sir it does said Louis." thankfully. He may not be in for this evening but Peter had done all he could and Louis was genuinely appreciative.
As they entered the elevator, Roxy gave Peter a soft kiss and caress of his achingly hard cock. She did not see Peter's interaction with Louis as interceding on her dominance. She saw him as a loyal lover and supporter gathering information to keep her options open. Roxy was pleased with Peter and Bill and couldn't wait to see Heather get fucked. Ever so briefly she had some of the rush that Peter had and Bill would get.....helping and watching a slut get fucked.
Bill watched Heather from behind in the mirror of the elevator. She was not focussing on anything particular. She smiled at him in the mirror then backed into him so that her ass ground into his crotch. As she took his hand and wrapped it around her waist he looked at her in the mirror. Her nipples were hard and the shape and pinkish brown of her areolas were clearly visible. Her pussy was so wet and engorged that Bill could almost see her pulse through her clingy leather pants. She ground her perfect ass into his thigh and pulled his hands onto her tits pushing up her top. While he kneaded her nice firm tits, she leaned back so her mouth was at his ear and her back was arched.
"I hope you want to see me get fucked like this Bill." she whispered in his ear. "perched on high heels with me legs spread locked at the knees and bent at the waist, a man's hands on my tits and cock in my pussy. Because it is going to happen."
