Gardening Wild

The story continues with Lisa enlisting Caroline, Shelly and Julia to put Ben/Betty in their place. They force Ben to arrange for another man to satisfy Lisa's cravings.

I had a bit of a wobble the next day when Lisa came home. I was determined to establish boundaries for what I would do for our client, Owen. She briefly asked how it went with our client. I responded in a similarly low key manner. I was disappointed that she then moved on to other subjects as though nothing happened. There was no sex or comment about my buxom body.

My expectations rose when Lisa informed me, and it was informed, not consulted, that Shelly and Julia were coming for afternoon tea. I happily offered to undertake the serving to ensure the all went well when the date was set. Lisa accepted, coldly and commandingly.

Saturday morning I was sent out for errands and to shop for the tea. Though she was brusque, I fulsomely accepted the command. I was flummoxed when I saw that Caroline was included. Being caught off guard made me submissive to Lisa's order to get on with the preparing the tea for her guests. The afternoon went without event until, as they were finishing, Lisa brought up the subject I had been waiting for. "So, as I said, I need your advice on how to proceed. Ben has not properly supported me in my relations with our cleaning client and keeping commitments. Betty recently visited, doing a smashing job, I am sure. But, I was not allowed to undertake any inspections of her work."

Julia and Shelly looked surprised. "What exactly are you saying?" Caroline just sat there observing. I had no idea what she knew.

Lisa didn't miss a trick. "Well, like you, I wanted to see if size really matters. And I can certainly attest that it does!!!" There was laughter and congratulations. "Yes, not all men are as inadequate as Ben. Sorry, Julia," said Lisa when she saw her face drop. "He is inadequate as my husband in meeting my needs as a larger woman." Now she looked at Shelly with a smile. "I can now say I know how wonderful both of you feel when you get a man with a suitable fit."

"So you're saying that Ben has not allowed you to pursue this at your work?"

"No," Lisa replied coldly. They all shook their heads in support.

"Look, ladies, she's not telling you the full story. She wants Betty to ... to..."

"Branch out. We had the chance for another client and she bottled out. Not only that, she challenged me in front of both of them."

"That must have been terrible," sympathised Shelly. "Are you thinking there should be no payments?"

"Look, you guys said women should be able to do what they want. Betty isn't ready to "branch out" as Lisa puts it." I looked at her sternly. If Lisa wasn't getting any enjoyment out of my size, I wasn't getting any out of hers either. "Betty did what was contracted at the place of contract. That warrants payment. Of course, if the paymaster is willing!" I smiled at Julia.

Julia smiled back. "He has a point, Lisa." She looked at me. "If you want to get ready, I'm happy to as well."

"Before we settle on this, can you get your vagina?"

They all looked at me. What on earth was I to say. I hoped a bit of truth would do it. "It slipped off while I was at our client's and ... um .... I think I left it there. I was planning to ask you to make a new one."

"That's odd," Shelly said. "That only happens if the adhesive comes in contact with cum. Were you having so much fun as a cleaning lady that you had an orgasm?"

The blood drained out of my face. I sure wasn't going to tell them I orgasmed while getting dirty; and then explaining what followed! So I just stood there. "And then you won't let your wife have the same fun?" I just stood there like a rabbit caught in the headlights. "Your silence speaks volumes. I'm going to change my mind. I don't think you deserve payment. What do you think Julia?"

"I must agree with you guys. It's really not up to an employee to decide what is and is not done on the job."

"Hey employees have rights to you know!"

"Let me clarify, then," continued Julia. "It's not for husbands who can't meet the needs of their wife to decide what their wife does and does not do to make up for it. I am sure Betty would be in full agreement with this."

Trapped and longing for my "pay," I submitted. "Okay, what do you want me to do, then?"

"I think you know," slipped in Lisa. I nodded. "No, say so we all know that we are thinking the same thing."

"You want to add Axle to the client list." My heart was sinking. "I am of course happy to do this when he visits Owen." They all just looked at me. "Please do I have to..." No, I could tell they were not going to rescue me, or Betty. Well, as long as I could hide behind Betty, I wouldn't be losing too much. Julia's prosthetics offered amazing protection. And getting a bit dirty was a bit fun, after all. "Okay, I submit. I will provide cleaning services for Axle at his premises as I have done for Owen."

"I thought you might. So to ensure all parties understand what they are committing to, I prepared this." She handed me a letter.

Dear valued client,

We are very sorry for the misunderstanding that occurred at our last joint visit. We appreciate your high opinion of our employee's performance and desire to have others benefit from our services.

We have reviewed the situation and I am glad to say that we can offer the exact same services that have been provided to you to your esteemed colleague, Axle. Naturally, we will strive to provide the same excellent level of service at his premises as we do at yours. Our visits will be coordinated so that we do not interrupt the service provided to you. Please have Axle contact either myself or your cleaner to arrange a weekly visit to suit his circumstances.

We promise that all services provided to you up to this date will continue to be provided to you without interruption, hesitation or debate. Do let management know of any short falls so that immediate action can be taken to correct the situation. Our employees understand and welcome that suitable corrective action will be taken so never hesitate to contact me.

There is the, of course, the small issue of reimbursement for services rendered. We assume, as Axle is a shopkeeper, all cleaning products required for our contractors will be provided free of charge. Our lovely employee can collect them during her visits. We would also like to expand the current wildflower area to the grounds in the back of your premise. You must admit that the agreed area already provided as payment is doing splendidly and adding much enjoyment to our area. Hopefully you are in agreement and are happy to accept this as suitable payment for our services. The contract has gone well and expanded to include not only cleaning your house but servicing any tools you provide during our visits. We desperately want to continue this level of service. We believe this reimbursement is reasonable to guarantee continued provision of services we have provided to date. That includes, of course, full inspections of the work done by our employee.

Thank you again for your custom,

B. Robinson, provider of services to you

L. Robinson, responsible manager of services and customer relations

It was more flowery than I needed but only stated the obvious. In for a penny in for two pounds, I decided and signed my name.

Now it was Caroline who spoke up. "Before you continue Lisa, there is the small matter of withdrawal of services here, so to speak." I looked at her quizzically. "Take off your clothes."

"That's no longer appropriate. Lisa and I had a divergence of opinion on that. You are correct, I decided to put a stop to that....aspect."

Julia and Shelly now looked attentive. "Explain to our other guests what you are referring to." Caroline was very stern.

I looked to Lisa for help. "I'm happy for Caroline to lead. After all, you did say that the next time she came over for tea and cakes you would continue as agreed."

"What agreement," piped up Shelly.

I started to sweat on the inside. "Well, I was backed into a corner." I tried to sound sympathetic. "And felt taken advantage of by Caroline and Lisa."

"Well, didn't we agree that women should be able to do this just as men have?" Julia had a bit of a smile on her face.

I swallowed. "Well, it was so advantageous to them that I agreed to be a bit of a slave to them." I trailed off too embarrassed to say more.

Caroline would have none of it. She seemed to really enjoy tormenting me. Lisa's face said she wasn't far behind. "Speak and speak fully."

"I agreed to be Lisa's no holds barred sex slave."

Shelly and Julia started to laugh. "What on earth does that mean?"

"Nothing now," said Caroline.

"But why would anyone agree to something remotely like that?" Julia looked confused.

Shelly, though, knew. "I suspect that it has to do with you, young lady."

"Me," Julia demurred.

"Well, more the opportunity you have to offer small equipped man shorn of his pubic hair."

Lisa now looked intently at me. "Go ahead. Tell them what you told me. Or I will."

I suspected she already had. But at least I would be in control of what I said. "When the perfect fit is on offer with pubic hair to match, I lose all sense of humility. I transform from husband into desperate whore with only one thing on my mind. Knowing I have to work for it and that it only comes around infrequently, desperation over takes any sense of restraint. I feel myself melting into a sex slave. I become desperate to do whatever is demanded of me if the mere promise is offered for another opportunity of plunging into a vagina that offers such joy. Whores get paid for what they do. I became willing to pay others for the opportunity of joy. I had become, not just a whore or sex slave, but a no holds barred sex slave." I took a deep breath. "But Lisa took too much advantage of situation and I have now resolved to no longer let myself become a no holds barred sex slave." A hard silence followed. "I am willing to do things I like, of course, that can also satisfy Lisa."

"But not what only your wife likes or needs?" Shelly asked.

Julia piped up. "Sounds like men around the world!"

"Amen to that," offered Caroline to a round of laughter.

"So," I took over, "I'm happy to sign the contract with our client. The pay is good. (I looked at Julia.) And my manager likes the contract as well, assuming we can reinstate the inspections."

There was a pregnant pause. "You know, Caroline, I remember our male friend here saying that, if ladies had an opportunity to take advantage of a situation where they could have some fun with a man they should. He agreed that women put up with the vicissitudes of male desire all the time. He believed it was time the shoe went on the other foot. Women should take advantage of any situation where they can have a whale of a time without concern for the man. He ended with the rallying call: May it be so for every woman to have fun with a man regardless of what he thinks! Do I remember correctly, Ben?"

"Well, that was in a different context," I offered hopefully.

"So, put it into context for us then," demanded Caroline.

Julia then added to the pain. "So, then, I propose that Lisa not sign the contract until Ben fulfils his own words. How do you feel about that Lisa?"

"I think that would be just spiffy. Caroline, are you happy to help once again?"

She looked at me. "Take off those clothes, Ben." She smiled broadly at Lisa.

I had been naked in front of all these women so there wasn't much use in delaying. I suspected I was beaten but grabbed at one last straw. "Lisa, business has been business. You know, Betty the cleaner and Ben your husband. One is happy to have sex on the job at to please our client. The other wants to have fun but maintain our dignity."

I was surprised by Julia's quick reply. "Whose dignity are you talking about? It's not Lisa who is so hungry for sex that she will submit to being a no holds barred sex slave."

"Typical man. Thinking only of his pleasure and nothing about what his wife needs," Shelly added.

Lisa smiled at Julia. "Get those clothes off and get ready for our imagination to have a "whale of a time." And we'll be taking no never mind of what you think." I looked stunned. Lisa continued: "That's right. It's plural. All of us women! If you're going to mess us around then we will mess you around. After all, Caroline missed the afternoon tea she was expecting. Julia is providing the incentive. And Shelly is ensuring our focus is correct."

"Absolutely," added Shelly with a broad smile. "And that focus is giving you the pleasure that Ben is incapable of, right?" I sullenly nodded my head. "And why's that?" She looked at me.

"Come on, I agreed with you. Isn't that enough."

"I don't know, Lisa, is it?"

Caroline cut in. "It's not up to Lisa." Big smile on her face. "I want to hear why!"

"You may want to but it's up to my wife to decide what I do and do not say."

"A no holds barred sex slave doesn't care who wants what. They just do it." Lisa nodded her agreement.

I tried my last bit of courage. "Julia, do I really need to go through this for you to provide an incentive both of us enjoys?"

"First, sisters have to stick together and support each other in the efforts to put men in their place." Nods all around. "And second, while I do enjoy the incentive, I want to see just how much more you enjoy!" Chuckles all around. "And finally, I've never had a no holds barred sex slave. I'm game for making you one if Lisa is up for it."

"To the max! The more imagination the better a "whale of a time." And we'll be taking no never mind of what you think but ensuring you think only of how to please us."

I accepted defeat and hoped for the best. "What can I do for you ladies. Your wish is my command."

Shelly was the first to speak. "Well, as it is Lisa who is missing the most pleasure, I think you need to arrange for this to be dealt with." I looked at her intently. "I'm meeting a mate of mine who I think would be prefect for Lisa. If she's up to it."

"What are you saying," I asked.

"Yes. I guess sex slaves need things spelled out. My mate has a big hairy cock that you're so lacking. If Lisa wants, you can call him to arrange a visit."

"Oh, you think he'd come?"

"In more ways than one," Shelly replied with a laugh.

A bit of worry set in. "Lisa, getting pleasure at Owen's is one thing. Having me ask someone to come to our house is something else entirely."

"Explain," said Lisa.

"Well, at Owen's people don't know you and where you live and who I am. If they come here directly.... Well none of that holds."

It was Caroline who stepped in. "And what concern is that of yours. If Lisa wants to turn this place into a brothel with you as maitre'd because you're not man enough, that's for her to decide."

"I don't think I'd go that far," Lisa replied a bit hesitantly.

"For one thing," Shelly started, "he's a friend so am not worried for you. Second, though, I agree with Caroline, Lisa, if you want a good fuck every night that's for you to decide, not your sex slave. He is to ensure there are no holds to bar!!!" The laughing brought Lisa around.

I was given the details of Shelly's friend and sent off to arrange the visit. "What on earth am I supposed to say? How many men get a call out of the blue to have sex with someone's wife in their home, for god's sake?"

"We will work on our imagination and you can work on yours," laughed Shelly.

Off I went to leave them to it. The idea came to me of telling him we had an open marriage and Shelly had recommended Fred as someone who might enjoy some openness. He and Shelly could leave immediately or after his visit. I was pleasantly surprised and very relieved when he agreed.

I returned to the living room to let them know Fred would be with us in about half an hour. "I think that deserves payment," offered Julia. A broad smile filled my face. I happily followed her to our spare room for a very enjoyable payment. We returned to find the ladies having drinks and snacks. Our smiles told them that all was well.

"Okay, Ben, we have agreed your next task to get Lisa ready for Fred."

I was never sure about Caroline but decided to continue going with the flow. "Whatever one of my mistresses says," and I bowed.

"Strip Lisa of her clothes and get her prepared in your bed," Shelly instructed.

I was dumbfounded. "What? Why on earth would you want that?" I asked looking at Lisa. "And not in our bedroom, please. That is our private space. I know I'm not up to much so won't complain about other men giving you pleasure. But in our bedroom is too far for me."

Caroline immediately stepped in. "We said earlier we don't care what you think. It's what we want. To make it clear, your inadequate equipment can't give your wife the pleasure she deserves in her bed. So your role, as a no holds barred sex slave, is to prepare her for any pleasures she wants to offer any man in the bed where she expects to have the sex that satisfies her. And you're going to prepare her to remind yourself of your failings."

Lisa then took up the assault. "I'm pleased you can get pleasure from Julia and don't make objections to how you do it. But it's your inability to pleasure me that puts you in this situation."

"And, of course, your desperation to have access to me," smile Julia.

Caroline was more intent on making me the means of her revenge on men. Well, if Lisa was up for it, my fate was to swallow my pride. Hopefully that would be all I had to swallow! "As you say, madam. Forgive me for questioning your instruction."

She smiled. "You will of course make your guest feel completely at home and welcome to screw the shit out of your bound up wife!!" There was laughter all around. At this point, the doorbell rang. "Go ahead, answer it."

I opened the door to a good looking young man. I had to give Shelly credit for good taste. "Welcome. We're not quite ready for you but come this way."

There were greetings and introductions all around. "And of course, you've met Ben, my husband." Fred didn't bat an eye as he greeted me. "Okay, Ben, take our new friend to our bedroom while you prepare me." This I hadn't expected. I did watch Owen and his friend give her what for. But Lisa had exposed herself to them and I had the shield of Betty to protect me. Even Caroline raised an eyebrow at Lisa's comment.

Fred faltered. "Are you sure about that?" Shelly smiled. "Shelly knows that I quite like playing with married women and making a cuckold out of their husbands. It adds a bit more fission, so to speak. But this is rather extreme."

I jumped in. "Oh, we have a very open marriage where I'm delighted to help my wife enjoy herself." With that I took their hands to scurry off to the bedroom before it got any more embarrassing.

When we arrived, I looked to Fred. "I assume you want her naked?" He naturally nodded his agreement. I took a deep breath and for the first time started stripping my wife in front of another man. It was much different than seeing her naked at Owen's. That was a pleasant surprise in an unexpected moment. This was a deliberate act of showing my submission in front of another man. The smile on Lisa's face only made it worse. I took off her trousers; then her tights, then her blouse. I stopped a second to consider what to do next. "Take off her bra so I can see her tits." I went for her bra as ordered. She didn't even cover herself. "Okay, now show me her cunt." I could tell we were both surprised at the language but I obeyed. "Just how I like 'em fully bare! Now, go get a pair of scissors."

We both looked at him in silence. "You heard me, get some scissors while your misses gets comfortable on the bed." I scurried off and quickly came back. Lisa was laying comfortably on the bed." Now cut up her clothes and tie her down with them while I get ready."