Author's introduction: It is probably advisable to read part one of this tale in order to understand the situation that Justin finds himself in as this second part begins. But in case you have neither the time nor the inclination to read part one, here is a summary of what has already happened.
Justin, a newly qualified teacher, has been thrown out of the family home by his widowed mother after she discovered pornographic pictures on his laptop. Whilst desperately seeking lodgings, he meets his Head Teacher in town. Olwen Simpson takes him home with her, and briefly considers seducing him, having revealed to Justin that she and her husband, Richard, have a Feminine Led Marriage and they lead a Hot Wife and cuckold relationship. Olwen realises that it would be impractical to carry on a sexual relationship with a member of her own staff, and so she contacts her best friend and fellow Hot Wife, Cindy, who obtains details of a mature woman who was making enquiries at the local fetish club, about seeking a younger, submissive partner. The story picks up as Olwen prepares to take Justin down to the fetish club to meet his potential new owner.
As in all of my stories, all sex described takes place between consenting adults of at least eighteen years of age. Some of my loyal readers left comments on chapter one. Please feel free to comment on this chapter, and don't forget to use the star scoring system. All authors appreciate thoughtful feedback.
I put the phone down and smiled to myself. This was very promising. I returned to the living room, where my recently milked cuckold and my young colleague from school were chatting. They both looked up as I entered the room.
"Sorted!" I smiled at Justin. "I've just spoken to a lady by the name of Mrs. Patricia White. She's seeking a younger man who likes to take the submissive role in a relationship, but who is also sufficiently well equipped in the cock department to give her frequent and regular fucking. Can you think of anyone who fits that description?"
Justin put his hand up, just like a pupil in his class would do to answer a question that had been asked. He shook his head in amazement.
"Why are you going to all this trouble just for me?" he asked. "Since meeting you in town this morning, we've told each other such intimate and personal things about our lifestyles. I admire your honesty and your trust in me, Olwen. Thank you so much for trying to sort out my fucked up life."
"Think nothing of it," I answered, reaching for my pipe and my lighter. "It did cross my mind to take you on myself, but let's look at things reasonably, shall we? You need somewhere to live, and if you moved in here, tongues would wag when it got out that you were living with Richard and me."
"I don't know anything about this Mrs. White," I went on, "only that she was in the club a few weeks ago. She mentioned to Heidi, the manager, that she was seeking. All my friend Cindy and I have done is to put two people with specific needs together. You are both going to have to work out specifics between you."
"Thank you, Olwen," Justin said sincerely as he watched me light my pipe. "I wonder if this Mrs. White smokes? That would be a real bonus for me."
I blew a stream of creamy pipe smoke at him and winked.
"You need to get ready," I told him. "You won't get into the club on a Saturday night without a member to sign you in. I've arranged to meet Cindy there this evening at seven o'clock. We're going to go hunting together, once we've met your potential new owner. After that, you're on your own."
"I can't thank you enough," Justin said gratefully. "Could I have a shower, do you think? I slept in the car last night, and I'm beginning to smell a bit ripe. I don't want Mrs. White to be put off by my stink! I'll just go and get my bag from the car. I've got a change of clothes and some deodorant in it."
"The bathroom's upstairs, second door on your right," I told him, and Justin went upstairs to clean himself.
"You're coming down to the club with me as well," I told Richard, who was now fully dressed again after I'd milked him. "Cindy's bringing Neil, and we thought you could both do a session in the glory hole whilst she and I look for some cock. Saturday night is always busy, and there's always a need for cock suckers and cunt worshippers in the glory hole."
Richard's face broke into a huge grin. He loved the humiliation of being made to use his mouth to satisfy members of the club who frequented the glory hole.
When Justin came downstairs from his shower, he was looking very different. He'd changed his clothes, and was looking much more respectable. He hesitated as he stood in the doorway.
"What's up?" I asked him. "You haven't changed your mind, have you?"
"Gracious me, no!" he replied. "It's just... I was wondering... Do you think...?"
"Spit it out, Justin, for fuck's sake!" I smiled, not wanting to upset him, but needing to know what he wanted.
"Do you think I could borrow a chastity device just like the one you make Richard wear?" he asked. "I want to show Mrs. White that I am fully committed to serving her. If I turn up cock locked and present her with the key, maybe she'll understand exactly where I'm coming from."
I beamed at my young colleague.
"What a splendid idea," I replied. I turned to Richard.
"Go and get the heavy metal cage," I instructed him. "All your other devices will be much too small for Justin. We want to cage him, not emasculate him!"
When Richard returned with his cage, I made Justin drop his trousers. He wasn't wearing any underpants.
"I thought Mrs. White would want to see what she's getting without too much trouble," he said by way of explanation.
"Very thoughtful of you," I replied ironically.
Justin was sporting a semi hard on as his trousers came down, and when I reached for his cock, it sprang fully to life. In its current state, it would be impossible to get any sort of chastity device on, and I looked at him and smiled.
"You've got a choice," I told him. "I need to get this soft enough to fit this cock lock. I can either suck you off or I can use ice cubes on your balls. Which would you prefer?"
Justin grinned wickedly.
"I can't think of anything nicer than to blow a load in your mouth," he said, "but then my ball sac will be empty, and I'd prefer to show Mrs. White a full, swollen sac. As much as I'd love you to suck me off, I think I'd better opt for the ice treatment, please."
"As you wish," I replied. I was disappointed, because Justin did have a rather impressive sized cock, which I'd had in my mouth a few hours ago before speaking to Cindy on the phone. I'd not managed to make him cum before Cindy phoned, and so his balls were impressively swollen. I admired his commitment to his potential new owner. Reluctantly, I accepted his decision not to let me suck him off.
"Richard, go and get me some ice cubes," I said to my cuckold. "I'm going to have to ice this hard-on right down!"
Cindy and her cuckold, Neil, arrived at the club at the same time as we pulled up in our car. Justin and I got out of the back seat and I waited for Cindy to bring Neil over. I made the introductions, and Justin's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Neil was, as is his want, dressed 'en femme' and I have to say, he really does make a very pretty sissy. It's no wonder that both his mouth and his arse are in regular demand in the club. Richard, having parked the car, joined us, and we all went inside.
I signed Justin in as my guest and we went into the lounge. As it was a Saturday night, there was a goodly crowd already present, but Cindy, who is nothing if not organised, had thoughtfully reserved a booth for us. She and I led Justin to our seats whilst Neil and Richard went to the bar to get drinks for us.
The journey to our booth took us past many members who were already playing, so that Justin saw both men and women performing oral and anal sex quite openly. His face was a picture, and Cindy and I giggled. We were quite used to seeing all sorts of fetishes and perversions in the club.
No sooner had we sat down, than Heidi, the club manager came over. She kissed Cindy and me full on our mouths and looked Justin up and down.
"Good evening, darlings," she said in her husky German accented voice. "So you brought him, huh? I've told Cynthia on reception to let me know as soon as your guest arrives this evening. We don't normally allow unaccompanied non-members in on a Saturday night, but in your case, I'm prepared to make an exception."
"Thank you so much, Miss...um... I don't know your name," stuttered Justin, and Heidi smiled at him and patted him gently on the cheek.
"I'm Heidi," she informed him, "and it is my pleasure to arrange for you to meet this lady. Our club, and what goes on in here is not to everyone's taste, but we like to help all our members and their friends. Nothing is off limits in here, providing it is done consensually. I hope you find what you're looking for, young man."
She broke off and smiled, taking a pager out of the pocket of her stylish leather trousers.
"If I'm not mistaken," she said, looking at the screen, "your lady friend has just arrived. Excuse me. I'll just go and make arrangements for her to come in. I'll bring her over to you as soon as I can."
Heidi sauntered off, acknowledging greetings from members, and stopping to kiss a middle aged woman who was energetically bouncing up and down on the cock of a young man who looked as if he thought he'd died and gone to heaven.
"I had no idea this place existed," Justin said, his head twirling around as he took in one bizarre sight after another.
"We're very discrete," Cindy told him. "After all, both you and Olwen are teachers, I'm a G P, and that lady over there? Yes that one, who is being arse fucked? She's the town's senior magistrate, the man up her arse is the leader of the council and she's eating the cunt of our vicar's wife."
Justin laughed.
"Does the vicar know?" he asked and Cindy shrugged her shoulders.
"Of course he knows," she said. "Vicar Hughes is a cuckold, just like my Neil and Olwen's Richard. Beryl, his wife, will fuck anything with a pulse. I mean, Olwen and I get our fair share of cock, but compared to Beryl, we're mere amateurs!"
At that point, Richard and Neil returned with our drinks. There was a pint of best bitter for Justin, and a gin and tonic each for Cindy and me.
"Thank you, darling," smiled Cindy at her cuckold. "Now we're waiting for Heidi to bring Justin's date over, and then Olwen and I are off to get ourselves some cock. Why don't you and Richard go down to the glory hole? We'll come and find you when we want to go home."
