Title: Current Responsible Party Ch.9
Part: 9 - (30 Jan 2018)
Story Codes: M,F,fF,g,b,mc,nc,humil,cuck,bd,pedo
Summary: In the not so distant future the State makes sure people
pay their debt. If not, your debt may be sold to another.
This is chapter 9. I will write new chapters depending on interest.
After months I finally figured out how to upload my chapters.
This is the first story I've ever uploaded. Like most people I
have stories in my head and at some point decide to write them
down and hopefully someone will enjoy it.
If you are offended by fictional sex between adults,
teens and preteens whether implied or described then this story
is not for you.
CRP Ch 9 Current Responsible Party
Classes
I'm startled by the alarm and drag myself out of bed.
It's 7 AM and I feel like I've been put through hell. I look over
and Dickless is still asleep so I quietly sneak into the bathroom.
I start the water for a shower and brush my teeth while it heats up.
While at the mirror I try to figure out how to remove these ear rings
but they appear to be permanent. I jump in the shower and lather up.
I find it funny how my nipples are always at attention and wonder
if others think I'm always excited. I experiment a little and pinch
them just to see how it feels and I'm pleasantly surprised how good
it is. I run my hand down to my weenie and rub but after a few minutes
I become frustrated with it not cooperating. I step out of the shower
and towel dry my hair. Next I take my pill and rub my titties with the
ointment Doc gave me. I speed up some to finish getting dressed so I
have time to grab a quick bite to eat before I wake Master.
The small dining area is active for this early in the morning.
It's 7:30 and after getting some scrambled eggs, ham and toast I find
a seat next to Van Driver. I say a pleasant hello and pick up a piece
of toast and take a bite of eggs as Van Driver says good morning. By
the time I've taken the bite of toast he says: "So the rumors are true I
see, they did it to you." I stopped chewing and turned to him
wondering what he's talking about. He's openly staring at my titties,
then I notice the room suddenly got quiet. When I look up, I see
everyone is staring at me. I must have had a shocked look on my face
because Van Driver says: "Your boobs and lips, they really did
it." I looked around the room and 5 others were looking at me expecting
me to say something when Cook spoke up saying: "Cucky doesn't know what
you're gawking at. With his new programming it's all perfectly normal
to him." With that I spoke up and said: "I know I have new titties!"
then that Garden Girl with the British accent says: "Let's see then."
I look at her and around the room and even Cook are all looking at me.
I'm shocked and embarrassed but think fine and stand up, grabbing each
side of my shirt, I open it showing everyone my titties and
say: "There, are you happy now?" then I take my seat, grab my fork and
shove a bite of eggs in. I hear a few gasps and a few chuckles but
then it's Van Driver who says: "Well I'm impressed, nice pair Cucky!"
Suddenly the whole room laughed and I couldn't help but join in. It
was funny and I haven't had a reason to laugh for awhile now. I
finished breakfast and sat sipping coffee when Cook walked in
from the back and set the tray with Masters coffee down next to me.
I checked my display and I have 5 minutes to get up two flights
of stairs.
I step into the servants foyer listening for signs of them
awake and hear nothing. Walking into the bedroom I look around the
room and see only empty chairs so I turn the corner and see the pile
of bodies on the bed. I tiptoe up to the bed and set the tray with
Masters coffee on his night stand, then stand looking down at them.
I hear Masters deep breathing and nothing from Mistress. Just like every
morning their bodies are in a twisted mess. Masters arm and leg are
completely over both Mistress and Cuntlette. Mistress is half on
top of Cuntlette and her leg is between Cuntlette legs pressed
against her cunt. Both Mistress's and Cuntlette's hair is scattered
everywhere, even across Masters face. Already being in a good mood
I hold back a chuckle, and if it weren't for the fact that my daughter
was buried in there I probably would have. Then I notice Cuntlette
has an eye open looking at me. She's awake and lying there perfectly
still and quiet. I check the time and I have to wait a full minute
before I can wake Master. I hold up 1 finger to Cuntlette and she
doesn't acknowledge me at all. She already knows the routine so I
slowly slip to my knees next to the bed. I watch the seconds counting
up and as soon at the hour changes to 8 AM I say: "Master" 5 seconds
later and louder "Master" this time there's movement. 5 seconds and
this time I prepare to touch Masters arm as I say again: "Master!"
This time Master wakes and starts moving. I watch as he pulls hair
away from his face and rolls to his back. The movement had caused
a ripple effect and Mistress begins unfolding herself from the
twisted pile of arms and legs. As Cuntlette is unburied I hear her
whisper to Mistress: "Mistress, may I go to the bathroom?" Nothing,
then again she whispers: "Mistress, may I please go to the bathroom?"
Again nothing and I think she's probably fallen back asleep when I
hear Master say: "Let her sleep, go, go to the bathroom." I watch as
Cuntlette scoots down to the foot of the bed and makes a dash for
the bathroom. Master swings his lets off the bed and I lean to my
right to keep from getting accidentally kicked. As his feet hit the
floor he picks up the cup and takes a sip. Master says under his
breath: "Cook makes good coffee." He sets the cup back down and
stands up, then walks off toward the bathroom. I remain in place
kneeling and dreading being called. I hate Masters bathroom in the
morning and hope to be spared it today. It's not to be as I hear
Masters voice: "Cucky" I rise and quickly step into the bathroom
in time to see Master standing at the built in urinal. I see the
stream hitting the wall and running down to the drain in the floor.
A few feet to his left Cuntlette is sitting on the toilet, her legs
together and sitting proper as she goes to the bathroom. I say:
"Yes Master?" I look and Master is yawning so I wait. He finished
and turns to Cuntlette taking a step towards her. She leans his way
and opens her mouth taking Masters cock. I see her sucking and Master
says: "Run my shower." seconds later he turns and with a popping
sound Masters cock is pulled from Cuntlette's mouth. I go to the
shower and turn on the water, then check soaps and shampoos. I see
Cuntlette wiping herself while I check on things then I hear a
flush and Cuntlette dashes past me into the bedroom. Satisfied
with the shower I walk to the door looking for Master. I see Mistress
is lying back on some pillows with her knees up, and somewhere under
the bunched up covers I can only surmise it's Cuntlette causing
Mistress to whimper. Master comes back in the bathroom and steps
into the shower. I've never seen a man enjoy such long showers as
he. The average in the short time I've been here is 20 minutes. I
stand by the door so I can watch both rooms while Master finishes up.
As Master steps from the shower I have a warm towel ready and
start drying him. He seems busy in thought and happy to stand idle as
I work. I take a fresh towel to begin drying his hair. He's taller
than me so I have to reach way up. Master surprised me by gripping
both nipples while my arms were raised giving me a fright. Master
laughed at me for jumping and I realized it had been more of a
squeal than anything. He let go and let me finish drying him
undisturbed. When Master was pleased with the job he stepped into the
closet while I cleaned things up and put the towels in the laundry
shoot. Master emerges from the closet wearing some comfortable
looking casual wear so I assume he's got an easy day planned. I
follow him out to the bedroom, then out to the veranda. Sitting
in the hot tub are Mistress and Cuntlette. Master goes over and sits
down on one of the lounges to enjoy the sun. I decide to stay at
the doorway and wait to see if I'm needed.
Fifteen minutes later Mistress gets out with Cuntlette in tow
and heads for the bathroom. I hear the shower come on so I wander
over to check. Both are showering so I walk back to the veranda. I
stand looking over the property and see several others out in the
garden working on hedges. Van Driver has the door to the garage open
and wiping on that white limousine with that other drivers. The pool
is perfectly still and the sun makes it look like a mirror. I know
they'll soon head down to the dining room for aromatic coffee and
dates followed by some breads and cheese. That's where I've heard
some stories and get to know a little more about our Masters. I turn
and head back inside and I see Cuntlette getting dressed and Mistress
is walking around with a towel wrapped around her head. As soon as
Cuntlette finishes dressing she walks to the servants door, opens
it then waves me over. I walk to her and she shuffles me into the
servants foyer. She gives me a hug and says she's missed me. She
takes my hand and we walk down to our room. She's anxious to finish
getting ready for the day. She, like everyone else stares at my
titties even pulled my shirt open for a closer look. While she
brushes her teeth I talk to her about her mother who I haven't seen
since I got out of Docs. She told me that mom should be around while
the family is having breakfast but Master Mohamed has been keeping
her by his side since she was given to him. Cuntlette said she has
been filling in for Snuggles since Mistress Gamila went to visit her
grandparents. She finished up and we both went to the dining room so
she could eat something. We sat while she had toast and a glass of
chocolate milk and I had another cup of coffee. Suddenly a
notification popped up for both of us that we must be in the
gathering room at 11 AM today. Cuntlette and I look at each other
and wonder the same thing, what gathering room? We laugh about it
and figure it's some meeting with Mr Miller. We finish up and take
a walk out by the pool. It's the first time I've gotten to spend
time with my daughter since this whole ordeal started. She's still
my sweet little girl even after everything that's happened. She
turns to me and says: "Dad..5.4. I mean Cucky, are you sorry for
not taking Masters offer? I mean like, I've seen what it's like for
Mr Miller, and look what they did to you!" I put my arm around her
and gave her a squeeze, then said: 'Sweetheart... Cuntlette, had I
known what I know now, I may have taken Master up on the offer but
your mother and I made the decision for you and your brother. To
get you through this as fast as possible and the least impact on
your future. But this is more than we expected. I stand by my
decision and after this is over everything will be fine. I have my
old job waiting for me." Cuntlette smiled at me and hugged me even
harder before telling me she loves me. She took my hand and we
walked back up to Masters bedroom to change sheets and make up the
bed. When we finished Cuntlette told me she had to stay and wait
for Mistress to return but I could go. I decided to go find Cunt
and Dickless while I had some time. I brought up Master Mohamed's
location to confirm he was in the dining room but surprisingly
it had him in his room. It is 9:55 AM so either he skipped breakfast
or finished and went back to his room. I walked down the servants
hall and into the servants foyer for Master Mohamed's room. I
listened by the inner door and hearing nothing I pushed it open and
looked around while stepping inside. The sitting area was to the right
and empty so I walked around the corner to the left and still nothing,
but then I heard the shower in the bathroom. I turned to walk out but
suddenly curiosity made me turn and head towards the bathroom. I
looked in and could see Cunt on her knees and bent down sucking
Master Mohamed's cock with the water pouring down over her head.
He was leaning back against the shower wall obviously enjoying the
hot water cascading onto both of them. Cunt however, was directly
under the flow and probably having a hard time breathing. I was
frozen in place and watched for the longest time till I saw him put
a hand on top of her head. I knew he must be getting close and decided
I didn't want to be discovered eavesdropping on them. Just as he
arched and thrust forward I stepped back from the doorway and made
my way out through the servants entrance.
Walking down the servant's hallway I caught myself choking up
thinking about my wife who I've been denied since the beginning of
this, being used constantly by whoever wishes. And now by
someone as young as Master Mohamed. I make a mental note to speak
with a servant with more experience. Most likely Cook because she
seems to know what's going on and I don't fully trust Mr Miller yet.
Walking into the room I see Dickless lying on his bed hanging out.
I sit down on my bed and chat before I have to go to my 11 AM meeting.
At 10:40 I get a location for the gathering room. It's attached
to the rear of the garage which is why I hadn't seen or heard of it.
Another 5 minutes go by and I get up and tell Dickless I have to go
and to my surprise he said he had to be somewhere at 11. So at least
3 of us have to be there so Dickless and I walk together to the
gathering room.
We walk into the room and I was surprised to see it was a
large sun room with floor to ceiling windows facing south. Comfortable
furniture and a few table and chairs scattered about. We decided to
sit at one of the tables and as we sat down the door opened and in
walked Cook carrying a thick file folder and epad. She greeted us
and set her things down on the table opposite us. She busied herself
sorting papers into stacks. A moment later Cuntlette walks in and
smiled seeing us. She came over and sat in one of the chairs and asked
if we knew what was going on. We told her no and kept watching Cook.
Then surprisingly Cunt walked in so I stood and met her halfway,
she smiled as did I and we hugged tightly. We moved chairs so Cunt and
I sat next to each other, her saying she had come to see me everyday
while at Docs. She said she had seen the progression of my titties the
whole time and glad I was release. She apologized for not being able to
meet me when I was released but it didn't work out. I thanked her and
told her how much it means to me to hear that. We all looked up when
the door opened and Pet walked in followed by Bitchmother and holding
her hand was Whorescout. Pet walked to a small chair off to the side
while Bitchmother and Whorescout sat down on a small wicker love seat.
Cook looked around the room and said it looked like everyone was here
and we'll get started shortly
Cook stood at her table and began by saying: "Some of you know why
you're here but for those of you who don't, this is the first of 3
classes starting at this time daily. Today we will start with the
purpose of the class and what is required for completion. Because all
of you are the most recent acquisitions you will be told what's
expected of each of you. Many of you think you already know, but I
doubt any of you know everything. That's what this class is all
about. Today you'll learn why compliance is better for you and all
of us. We'll touch on what's expected and what's unacceptable.
You'll be given study sheets which includes these rules plus the
following mandatory list of things to know by heart. You will be
tested on each and every one of them and until you have 100%
retention you will continue to be retested daily. Your study guide
will be turned in before testing the third day and if you don't
pass, you'll have to ask one of your fellow servants for assistance.
You will not be told which answers you missed, only that you did not
pass with 100% accuracy. So it's best to study every moment you can.
You are welcome to get a study partner if you wish." then Cook turned
to Pet saying: "Pet, would you please hand out these study guides to
everyone?" Pet stood up and walked to the front, gathered up the
study guides and handed each of us a study guide. As she took her
seat Cook continued: "If you look at the first paragraph of page 1
you'll see what's expected of each of us. Paragraph 2 discusses
unacceptable behavior. Paragraph 3 discusses official punishments
if a rule has been broken. These are official punishments but any
family member may inflict any punishment at any time for any
infraction. Some of you have already been subjected to them.
Paragraph 4 discusses house rules that must be obeyed. Paragraph
5 discusses the official procedure for requesting sexual release
for those who need it. Since all of you are Housepets you'll not
be needing this as much as those servants who live and work outside
the main house. This includes information about the wheel and
frequency of a spin. However, I believe Dickless is the only
eligible servant in this group. Dickless if you haven't already,
you'll need to speak with Mistress Gamila about your bi weekly
dates." I looked over at Dickless who shrugged. Cook continued:
"Page 2 you'll see a list of all family members by age. There are
12 family members listed plus the Accountant. You are all new and
don't know everyone. The family you don't know would be Mistress's
mother and father and her sister. And Masters brother. The 8 who
reside here on the property you should already know. And I think
you all know Mr Miller our Accountant. We will discuss all these
people in detail however each is listed with their personal
information, likes and dislikes. You will he required to know
their birth dates and age. Their favorite drink both hot and
cold and favorite snack. You will be required to know how each
male prefers their cock sucked and each female likes to be licked.
Some like being rimmed and some don't. But each has specific
techniques they prefer and they are listed for each and must be
memorized. You'll not be required to know specifics of nieces,
nephews or cousins who visit although you will in time learn them
as well. Our Accountant is new but what's known about his
preferences are listed. I recommend you memorize all you can over
the next few days. Day three will be spent on proper cock sucking
techniques and discussing personal observations and update
recommendations for each family members information. Now let's
get started with page 1." Cook began the class starting with
expectations. She seemed to take it seriously which
emphasized the importance of this class. The first 15 minutes
Cook explained details of our positions and the next 45 minutes
we had open discussion. By the end of the hour I could clearly
see we were no more than possessions which helps me understand
why Master took my attitude offensively.
An hour and a half later Cook finished up and led us to
the dining room where we had refreshments and finger sandwiches.
Cunt and I were able to catch up and she filled me in on some of
what was happening with Mistress Gamila and her siblings. Cunt said
since she was gifted to Master Mohamed she has had to sleep with
him all but one night. But now that I was released she is hoping
she will be allowed to come home, our room, nightly to sleep.
A notification pops up to report to Masters office for Cunt
and myself which made us a little nervous. Usually we are never
asked to do anything together. We immediately stand, say bye to
Dickless and Cuntlette and go. I knock on Masters office door only
2 minutes after being called and we hear Master say: "In." We step
in to see Master sitting behind his desk working and both kneel
appropriately with mouths open presenting ourselves. Master finishes
typing and looks across the desk saying: "Good, I have a task for
you two tonight. Some associates are arriving today and need
companionship for the evening. They are staying in the city and
will be here to meet with me at 4 PM. After the meeting you two
will escort them back to the city visiting some of the clubs they
enjoy. Be ready to go by 4:30 and see Princess at 3 PM for proper
attire, she'll know what to do." We both say yes Master and stand,
turn and head out. As we walk through the door Master says: "You two
don't let me down and Cunt, Mohamed asked for you when I'm done."
Cunt says yes Master and we continue on. I see it's now 1:56 and we
have an hour to be in Princess's room. As we get to the staircase
Cunt starts upstairs to Master Mohamed’s, I touch her arm and we
hug, I ask her what it's like with Master Mohamed and she tells me
I really don't want to know. I can only imagine what it must be like.
I say bye and go down to our room as she continues up to his.
After a shower and at 3 PM I walk to Princess's room and within a
few minutes Cunt comes in. Princess is busy digging through a huge
closet and has us sit down. I've never been in her room but she
seems to be the fashion guru. She has a complete salon here along
with clothing and accessories. Her small bed in the corner is exactly
like what we have in our room. After rummaging through the closet
she comes out and tells us both to strip. I'm a little taken back by
her so casually telling us to strip and pause. Cunt began stripping
immediately and I wonder how she takes everything in stride. With
Princess looking at me expectantly I take off my shirt and the frilly
little skirt I've had to wear. I'm standing nude as is my wife, Cunt.
Princess starts pulling out black cloths and when she hands me a shirt
it's almost exactly what I had on. A black silk shirt with regular
long sleeves. It has two buttons on the bottom only, leaving my titties
almost completely exposed but not quite as bad as my regular shirt.
She hands Cunt an exact duplicate of mt shirt. Princess hands me silk
pants with elastic waste band which I put on and discover there are no
pockets, zipper or snaps. As I step into the pants she hands Cunt a
short skirt of the same silk as the pants. She follows up with matching
black bow ties that fit around our necks with a snap. She has us stand
together and we're dressed almost exactly the same. Princess steps back
into the clothes closet and comes out with black patent leather shoes,
a size 7 for Cunt and a size 9 for me. They have at least a 2 inch heel
and a bow on top. Cunt thinks they're wonderful and slips hers on. I
take my time thinking they're not my style but reluctantly put them on.
Princess has us stand, then walks around us for a long time. She
steps to a cabinet and pulls out matching silver necklaces that hang
down to our titties, and from it hangs a 2 inch long silver cock and
balls that lie in our cleavage. Princess has both of us sit while she
brushes out our hair giving me my normal cut, although I think it needs
cut. Cunt has hers done in the curls shes been wearing since we've
been here. She sprays some hairspray to hold our styles and touched up
Cunts pink lipstick. Princess gave Cunt some eyeshadow and a little
light red blush to her cheeks. Satisfied she walks to me and adds a
little bit of blush to my cheeks. I said I didn't think I needed it but
she just ignored me. She walked to her dressing table and walked back
and spritzed us with some perfume that smelled very strong and at first
made my eyes burn. It soon stopped but Princess called me a pansy and
to man up. I said, what? How am I supposed to man up like this? Both
Cunt and Princess laughed at me then I joined in realizing how
I must look. Finally Princess says we looked good and showed us the
secret feature of my pants. She pulled the seam of the crotch and it
opened all the way around from the front to the back with velcro. Just
in case she tells us, then walks us to the door, hands us a bag with
the cloths we wore there and said, have fun. We walked to our room and
hung our clothes up and sat together on her bed holding each other.
She rested her head on my shoulder and I felt her body relax. It felt
so good to hold her. I kissed the top of her head and then she looked
up, our lips touch and for the first time in awhile I feel what we have
is still there. We continue hugging and kissing and wait till time to
go to Masters office.
At 4:10 PM Cunt and I look into each others eyes, it's like date
night and I put my hand out to help her stand. She smiles as she rises
to her feet and it's so good to see her smile. We step out into the hall
and as we look down we see Dickless sitting in a chair outside
Mr Miller's office. When he sees us he raises his hand and gives a
little wave. We wave back and Cunt whispers: "I don't like Mr Miller".
I give her a knowing look and I could read the look in her eyes. We
walked to Masters office and stood outside. We weren't sure what to do
with Master in a meeting, should we disturb him? I decide he needs
to know we are here so I lightly tap on the door. We hear him say:
"Just a moment." so we wait outside his door even though there are some
chairs not 5 steps away. We can hear voices inside and occasional
laughter so it must not be much of a formal meeting. A few more minutes
go by and we can sense they're coming towards the door as the voices
get louder. The door opens and out walks a man in his mid 50's
followed by another who looks roughly the same age. They're nicely
dressed and well groomed, one has a close cut beard while the other
is clean shaven. As they file out of Masters office they look us
over and keep walking, as Master steps out he says: "These are the
two you asked for, let me know how they work out." The man with the
short beard says: "I'm sure they'll be just fine, thank you for the
loan." Cunt and I look at each other wondering what that's all about
but remain silent. The group walks off and we follow behind as they
continue making small talk. Once outside the front door we see the
white limousine waiting and the drivers standing on each side of the
door. Master and the two men continue talking and set up another
meeting at 10:00 AM tomorrow morning. Finally we see them shaking
hands and step toward the car. The male driver opens the door and
as the men approach the female driver offers her hand to help them
in. We stand back and watch, then after they've entered the drivers
motion us over and assist us into the car. As Cunt entered she went
to the left at the rear seat and when I entered I was directed to
the right. As I turned I saw the man with the close cut beard sitting
closest to the door so I scoot past to sit on the far end of the
seat. Sitting now I look over and Cunt is sitting with the other man
directly across from me. Because of the way the seats sit back her
skirt has ridden way up so she has her legs together and her hands
in her lap pushing the short skirt between her thighs. I focus on the
man next to her and bring up his info which reads:
Name: I Mazini
Gender: Male
Age: 59.
Older than I thought, so I look up the man I'm sitting next to,
which reads:
Name: W Elmalik
Gender: Male
Age: 61.
Surprised, I think to myself, these men are 10 years older than
they appear.
As the car pulls away I look out the window and see Master
standing on the porch smiling and giving a wave. It's funny that he
seems social and friendly to his associates and I feel there are more
sides to him than we know, or see.
The two start speaking in Arabic which makes me feel uncomfortable.
Cunt and I look at each other and I see she's as nervous as I. I watch
as the man next to her puts his arm behind my wife and pulls her over,
as she tilts his was he says: "Come closer." and Cunt scoots over next
to him. With his arm around her neck he holds her upper arm and pulls
making her lean against his chest. He holds her that way as if she
was cuddled up to him. Cunt is still holding her skirt down with her
hand looking proper. As we drive along and the men speak Arabic I spend
time looking out the window at the countryside. It's so pretty in late
spring when so many wild flowers are out. Suddenly I feel a hand
resting on my thigh. I start to move or at the least say something but
catch myself. He must have sensed I was surprised and gave my thigh a
little squeeze. I didn't feel comforted but remained still and resumed
looking out the window. Glancing occasionally at my wife and making eye
contact when we can. Cunt is pressed against the man and I can tell that
to him, he thinks they're on a date. Then again without warning the man
I'm sitting with reaches and takes my hand in his pulling it his way
and they rest on the seat between us. I found myself holding my breath
and had to force myself to breathe. As we drive down the road it
becomes more and more obvious to me that the man I'm sitting with is
bisexual at the very least. I have never been exposed to so many men
who are just as happy with either gender. I remember reading that years
ago it was much less common and in some countries even illegal. A
movement gets my attention and I see the man with my wife reach and
take her hand and holds it. He is going beyond just using her for sex
like most have since this started. He seems to he showing affection
and wanting it in return. The man next to me gives my hand a gentle
squeeze as the two continue speaking Arabic.
It's been almost an hour since we left Masters home driving through
the country. I wasn't completely sure where we were before but now I
see a major highway coming up and see we're heading to Capital City.
I've taken the wife and kids there several times in the past to the
museums and galleries but we've only stayed there overnight once. It
has a reputation for being a little rough after dark so we've avoided
it. Another movement and I watch as my wife’s head is turned and lifted,
then he kisses her and holds it, pressing his lips to hers in a
passionate kiss that lingers on and on before breaking it. I can almost
feel my blood pressure rise and hope I really didn't squeeze this guy's
hand as I watched his partner kissing my wife. As the man turned back, he
continued the conversation without missing a beat. My wife and I made
eye contact and I knew she felt as uncomfortable as I. No more than a
minute later the man I'm sitting next to pulls my hand to him, taking
my elbow he says: "Scoot". I swallowed hard and lifted slightly to scoot
his way. As I got close he grabbed my thigh and pulled me against him.
He put his arm around me and pulled my shoulder up under his. Then
with his left hand he reached over and took my left hand, holding it in
his lap. My wife's eyes were glued to mine while we were both being held
close by these two men. I looked up and saw we were within 20 minutes
of the city and I was anxious to get there and out of this car.
The man with Cunt pulls the arm he's had around her shoulders and
leans to the window looking out. When he sits back again he puts his
hand on her thigh. He unconsciously fondles her thigh as the two men
speak. The man I'm sitting with is rubbing the back of my hand with
his thumb as he holds my hand. Occasionally he pulls me tightly
against him. Finally my wife's man spoke English saying: "Mr Swisher,
an associate recommended this little one to us when we met with him
last week. When he heard we were coming to see Mr Kahn he said this
little cupcake was well worth the time." Before either of us could
speak up the man next to me says: "Swisher was right and when we
found out her ex-husband was also available we just couldn't resist."
I almost came unglued began to pull my hand back but he held it tight
and I said: "We are still married Sir!" The man with my wife spoke up
saying: "No that's not exactly true. Once a purchase is made all
marriages are annulled for the length of the contract, so no, you two
were married, but not now." and before I could says anything the man
with me adds: "Which is why we wanted you both Cucky!" and finished
with a laugh. My wife and I looked at each other and she ever
so slightly shook her head no, glared and lipped the word "No" to me.
She could see that I was frustrated and her being the one thinking
clearly knew not to argue with these two men. I, while choking back
my true feeling said: "Yes, of course Sir." and with that the man
holding my hand pulled me tight with another squeeze. I looked out and
we were still another 10 minutes from the downtown exit. I hoped we
wouldn't have to communicate again. The two went back to
talking Arabic and I'm glad I had no idea what they were saying but
I was sure it was about us. I watched intently as we approached the
city. My wife's man kept rubbing her thigh and occasionally kissing
her cheek as we got closer to the city. I continued being pulled into
the armpit of the man I am with.
Finally I felt the car slow and exit the highway. It's almost over
and we're out of this car with these guys is all I could think about.
What seemed like 100 blocks downtown the limo pulled to a stop. I
saw the drivers get out and come to the back. They opened the door
and the two men got out first, then my wife and finally I climbed
out of the limo. I looked to see where we were and I didn't recognize
anything but we were in front of a nice restaurant I had only heard
of before. I knew it to be expensive because many times in the
past I had seen receipts handed in by company executives. The drivers
got back in and drive off. I found myself wishing there was a way for
us to contact them. The two men are facing us and says we'll have
dinner here, then he turns and puts his arm out. My wife hooks
her arm around his and they start walking. Only then do I notice the
other man has his arm waiting for me. I hesitantly put my arm around
his and I hold my breath finding myself arm in arm walking into a
public restaurant with another man. And what's worse is feeling the
wind blowing against my chest with this shirt open to my bellybutton.
As we walk into the restaurant I can see why it was always so
expensive. The place is fabulous and the decor impeccable. When
we see the hostess for seating we are immediately taken to our
table. It's a small table near a fireplace in one of the smaller side
rooms that has only 6 tables for 2 to 4 guests each. The hostess
said our waiter would be right with us and placed a menu in
front of each of the men, then a wine list was placed in the middle
of the table. My wife and I sat across the table from one another
and gave each other the "I'm confused" look. I know for a fact
nothing was said for the hostess not to give my wife and I a menu.
The men flipped through the menu and when the first man set his down
he picked up the wine list. A waiter came over pouring glasses of
water for all four of us then asked if they had decided on a wine.
The man who had been with my wife so far ordered a 2027 Sassicaia
Cabinet Sauvignon. I was happy because I enjoyed the Cabinet's and
hadn't tried one that old before. The waiter complimented him on
his choice and turned to leave. As the waiter began to go, I look at
him and said: "Excuse me!" to get his attention. He pauses, then turns
back and looks at me. The man who considered me his date put his hand
up in front of me stopping me from speaking, and while looking at the
waiter says: "Sorry about that." then the waiter, while turning to
walk away says: "No problem Sir." As the waiter walks away I must have
a shocked look on my face because the man, rather quietly says just
one word to me: "Quiet". Then he put his hand under the table and
placed it on my knee, gently squeezing. I sat quietly thinking as
the two talked. What was that about and was I just told to shut up?
Was I just reprimanded then got a reassuring gesture of good boy?
My wife and I exchanged glances for the next few minutes till we saw
the waiter coming back. The waiter placed a wine glass in front of
each man, then poured a tasting for each, who tasted it and
approved. The waiter filled their glasses appropriately before
placing the bottle on the table. Then he asked the men if they were
ready to order. Each man ordered their meal, one a steak and the
other one with me asked for the Salmon. When the waiter
took their order he turned and left. I have no idea what's going on
but decided we would just go with it. My wife and I both sat quietly
as the men talked switching between English and Arabic. The only
thing I did catch was the one who ordered a steak said he wanted to
experiment since he seldom eats beef.
What seemed like forever sipping water and waiting for their meal
to arrive we finally see the waiter and two helpers approach the table.
The waiter places their meals down, then we both got the same meal but
a petite serving of both steak and salmon. I was seriously craving the
steak my wife had in front of her and she almost always ordered the
salmon. We looked at each other knowingly but decided not to say
anything. We both ate our meals making sure we paced ourselves to
finish after them. At one point both men's glasses had become empty.
Previously the waiter had kept them filled so Cunt reached for the
bottle of wine to refill their glasses, as soon as she got close, her
man reached up and swatted her hand. She pulled it back and the man
didn't say anything about it but continued eating.
After we finished our meals both men suddenly stood. Each walked
behind our chairs so my wife and I pushed away and stood. We walked
with the men to the lobby and were asked if we needed the restroom.
I was very happy to go and we were escorted by to hostess back to the
restroom. I was surprised to see there was a separate restroom just
for servants. Just one, so we both entered to find it was
normal with stalls. No urinals but otherwise normal. As we washed
our hands we noticed the camera and after we walked back to the front
desk saw that it was monitored by the hostess. The men again took us
by the arm and we left.
We walk down the street two blocks and arrived at a nightclub
called Maison de La Chatte. As we step inside there are two doors and
we are directed to the right with no line. As Cunt and the man she's
with step through the turnstile the doorman stops her. The doorman
using a gloved hand, raised her upper lip, then scans the tattooed bar
code. He looks at the scanners display, then let's her pass. As I walk
through I get the exact same treatment. How terribly degrading having
a man pulling our upper lip up to scan. We come to the hostess station
and are escorted to a table. When we walk through the main door into
the club I can tell we are in a very unique place. It's dimly lit with
a large square bar in the middle of the room. In the center of
the bar is a raised stage where a girl is dancing to the music of a DJ
who sits in a booth in the right rear corner. We are led to a table at
the far end of the room. This place seems quite popular and must seat
200 people and mostly full. We take our seats and within seconds a
waitress walks to our table. She is topless and wearing a very short
skirt. Her name is tattooed across her upper left breast that reads,
La Chatte CS Bambi Wallace. I couldn't believe it and I couldn't stop
staring at her. I had to know so I pinged her and saw:
CRP: Maison de La Chatte
CRP Name: CS Bambi Wallace
Gender: Female
Age: 43
Weight: 142 Lbs
Height: 5'6
Breast size: 36C
Sexual Orientation: As Directed
Other: Fuck excellent, Oral excellent, Anal excellent,
1 Daughter (FH Candi Wallace 17)
Term: Day 13 of 1764
She wouldn't make eye contact with me while asking the men what they
would like to drink. The man I was with ordered a Bourbon and water
and the other man ordered a Gin and tonic. She asked the men if they
wish their dates to have a drink and both said yes,. She gave a
little curtsey, turned and walked away. I said nothing but plan to
mention to my wife who that was. She looked different with her hair
bleach blonde and curly. I find it interesting how one mans greed
can turn the lives of so many others completely upside down.
While we waited for the drinks I watched the girl dancing on
the stage. The man I was with grabbed my chair pulling it to him.
He put his arm around me and pulled me against him. He and the other
man were laughing and I wasn't sure if it was the bottle of wine with
dinner or they were just having fun. I watched the man with my
wife scoot next to her then his hand disappeared under the table.
I soon saw my wife's eyes glaze over and I could only assume what he
was doing. Then I suddenly understood as I felt a wave wash through
me and my weenie suddenly sprang to life. I was just switched to lust
mode and most likely my wife as well. Almost immediately the man
pulled my face around and began kissing me, I resisted for a split
second till I felt him squeeze my thigh. His tongue began to probe
and I parted my lips allowing him access to my mouth. His tongue was
pushing in and the first time in my life I was at the receiving end of
a passionate kiss. I closed my eyes as soon as I saw my wife looking
out of embarrassment. As he kissed me I felt his hand find my
weenie and rubbed it, holding it through the silk pants that did
little to hide my hard penis 5,4,3, weenie. Hearing something I open
my eyes to see Bambi placing our drinks on the table. This time she
did look at me but when I made eye contact she looked away. She knows
who I am and hopes I don't recognize her but too late for that.
My man broke the kiss and turned toward the table. He kept his
hand on my crotch as he reached for the drink with his free hand. I
saw my wife looking at me and she consoled me with only her look. She
looked down to the table as did I and we saw some type of fruity drink
with small umbrellas sticking out the top. We both grabbed the glasses
being the first thing besides water in weeks. It was delicious but I
was sure there was no alcohol in it. My wife and I air tipped our
glasses to each other and sipped again.
As the men spoke, each with a hand at our crotches I picked up
the table tent. It had information about the club and described the
name tags. CS was a Cock Sucker and FH was a Fuck Hole. I chuckled
to myself remembering several Christmas Parties where I had spoken
with my bosses wife. She was always nice although a little uppity.
I am sure she hates he husband now even more than her new life.
A movement caught my eye and saw my wife being pulled up onto
her mans lap. He had her resting against his chest and hanging
on him. His hand holding onto her upper thigh, him holding her like
a child. She was snuggled up into his neck with her lips against
his neck. Him fondling her, and in lust mode had her going crazy.
I can't say too much, my weenie is so hard and his grip on it has my
heart pounding. When he sees his friend fondling my wife he turns
again and kisses me, forcing my mouth open and his tongue exploring
my mouth. I can taste the bourbon he's drinking and sense how
excited he's becoming. I unconsciously find my arm wrapped around
his and I'm hanging all over him. As I turn to him my free hand
reaches and feels his cock is hard and bulging in his pants. The
palm of my hand rubbing him and fingers feeling the outline of his
cock. Oh no, I just caught myself moaning into his kiss.
The music stopped and the DJ's microphone cracked open. He says:
"Let's hear it for Tightly Taylor, wasn't she great? For a private
show or fuck ask your waitress. And don't forget, it's always free
head here at La Chatte. Next up is our newest stripper, Candi Wallace,
come on out Candi." My eyes shot open and I tried to get a look at her
as she came out but with my man's tongue in my mouth I couldn't see. The
music started playing and my man stopped long enough to turn and look
at who was coming up on stage. I saw her and could tell it was my ex
bosses daughter. The first time I met her I think she was about 6 and
dressed as a princess, no it was an angel because there was wings, but
could have been a fairy, I chuckled to myself. She stepped up on the
stage and I quickly pinged her. There was a Busy message on my display,
meaning there were too many accessing at once, but finally after a few
seconds it popped up with:
CRP: Maison de La Chatte
CRP Name: FH Candi Wallace
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Weight: 109 Lbs
Height: 5'4
Breast size: 34B
Sexual Orientation: As Directed
Other: Fuck excellent, Oral excellent, Anal excellent
Term: Day 13 of 1764
Definitely her and wearing what looks like a red and white stripped
little dress. I get it now, Candi Cane possibly. She started swaying,
getting in time with the beat of the music her hands slowly run up her
thighs and continue up. My man turns back to me and again starts kissing
me, pressing hard to my lips, now his hand moves up to my titties and he
starts feeling them. I jerk as he suddenly pinches a nipple causing me
to wince. As my mouth opened his tongue again shot in. He circled my
tongue with his and soon I began to gently suck on his tongue. Again I
catch myself moan, I open my eyes to blink and see my wife staring at
me. Her man's hands all over her with her breasts exposed. I can see in
her eyes that she has figured out who is dancing on stage and probably
who our waitress is as well. I smile and nod yes.
Both our men reach for their drinks giving us a few moments to catch
our breath. Our waitress came by at that moment asking the men if they
needed another drink. Mine said no but followed with, I could use a good
blow job. Taking that as an order I begin to slip to the floor but he
holds me in place. I'm confused till I see Bambi dropping to her knees
and crawls up between his legs. I pull my hand back and she fumbles
with his pants until she pulls his cock free. She instantly dropped her
head into his lap and began bobbing up and down on his cock. I rest my
hand on the back of her head, not pushing but feeling the pace she has
set for herself. As she sucks I look up at her now naked daughter dancing
on the stage. I somehow felt avenged but as before when this first
happened I know it especially wasn't her or her mother who caused
this. I watch as Candi begins squatting up and down on a dildo some man
stuck to the dance floor in front of his seat. I couldn't believe I am
watching my ex bosses wife and daughter both sucking and fucking
simultaneously. As the music finally fades, Candi lifts herself off the
dildo and begins gathering her things. She steps down from the stage
and walks our way toward the floor exit. I whisper into my mans ear.
He looks at the girl walking our way and stopped her. She pauses and looks
down at her mother kneeling between his legs sucking his cock and
says: "How may I help you Sir?" my man points to his friend and
says: "He needs sucking." His friends laughs and helps my wife from his
lap back to her chair. As soon as his lap is clear Candi drops to her
knees and tears open his pants, pulls his cock out and lowers her mouth
to his cock, sucking it up. From across the table all I could make out
was the back of her head as it cleared the table top. He spent his time
fondling my wife’s breasts and nibbling on her ear. I felt a sense of
satisfaction knowing my ex bosses wife and daughter were here in front of
me sucking the cocks of complete strangers. The only thing better was if
it were mine.
While both men continued feeling us up and caressing us, the pair
continued sucking them. Another dancer has come and gone and our waitress
has been too busy sucking cock to bring more drinks. The man with me
leans in and sticks his tongue in my ear, blows into it then
says: "I'm taking you to my room now." then he nudged Bambi off his hard
wet cock. Seeing some activity my wife's man asked what's going on and
my man told him he was taking me to his room. He smiled and
said: "Great idea!" and pushed Candi off his member. As Bambi and Candi
put away their cock and zipped them up, both men finished up their drinks.
They rose from the table, helped us up and pulled us along behind them.
Just before I we stepped away I looked at Bambi and Candi and smiled.
They both looked me in the eye and we all knew exactly who we were.
They wasted no time in leading us back out the front door, then making a
right, heading down the street. It felt strange being pulled along by a
man knowing his intention. They pushed through a revolving door and the
lobby of a hotel I didn't see the name of. At the elevator they pushed
the button to the 74th floor and as soon as the door closed they both
turned to us and were instantly all hands and lips. I was pushed against
the wall with him kissing me and his hand down my silk pants. Looking
across the elevator I could see my wife's shirt pulled all the way up,
her bare ass being groped. He had his mouth on her neck giving her his
mark and as he pulled off I saw it would be there awhile. The elevator
door opened and they pulls us down a hallway. Several doors down the man
with my wife stopped and held his card to the door, hearing it click he
pushed. As he slipped into his room with my wife he said to his
friends: "Have fun, I know I will." then walked into the room letting
the door close itself behind then. My man pulled me to the next room
and opened the door, pulling me inside.
He wasted no time taking me to the center of the room
saying: "Strip me." I stood in front of him slowly unbuttoning his
shirt, peeling it away, then sliding to my knees, unhooking his belt,
then pants and pulling them down along with his shorts. After pulling
his shoes and socks off he stood there naked. His cock as hard as my
weenie, I kissed the head. He stepped to the bed and told me to strip. I
stripped slowly and as seductively as I could, him watching intently
as each item was removed. I am finally standing naked before him, my
weenie so hard it shines. He still has me switched to lust mode and
all I can think about is sex and filling my need. With him sitting on
the bed he points to the floor at his feet. I drop and crawl the short
distance to him. As I reach him, I scoot up and take his cock in both
hands lowering my lips to its head. Parting my lips I feel the smooth
head slip between my lips as it's sucked in. I suck his cock in deeper
till it fills my mouth. Again I find myself unconsciously moaning while
I suck. In my mind I know this is not what I want or desire but I can't
stop myself. I have no control once told to do something by a superior.
He lies back on the bad and lets me lick and suck his cock for several
minutes. Then reaches down and pats my head, I look up and he scoots
up onto the bed pulling me with him. I lie down beside him and he turns
to his side, a knee sliding onto me and begins kissing me. His hand
is running over my titties playing with them. I'm surprised at how
wonderful he makes my nipples feel. It sends shivers through me as he
tugs and pinches them. He has me squirming on the bed all the time his
tongue down my throat. After he's ground his cock into my thigh till
he's ready he slides on top of me. He reaches down and lifts my knees,
then pushes them apart. Hooking his arms behind each knee he lifts my
legs up, then up and onto his shoulders. He scoots up and grabs his
cock, running it back and forth over my ass. As he finds his prize he
begins short thrusts. I clinch my teeth and relax my ass, his cock head
pops in and he moans loudly. With short strokes he starts fucking my
un-lubricated ass. My teeth are clinched and I hold into him, hoping
to help set the pace but he'll have no part of it and pumps away. I'm
almost shaking as he begins to thrust in and out of my ass till finally
it loosens and I begin to enjoy his cock pounding into me. We start to
get a rhythm going and I moan with each thrust. As he becomes closer
and closer to cumming his thrusts become more violent and my head starts
banging the wall. With little care his moans become louder and finally
he's thrusting and grinding when deepest. As he begins to cum in my ass
and he grinds deep I hear what sounds like an echo banging the
wall. I realize it's my wife getting the same treatment on the other
side of the wall. While the man begins to soften in me I feel my
switch turn off leaving me with his softening cock and losing my need
for fulfillment. As he lies on me catching his breath the banging in
the next room continues. Another 15 minutes go by before the bumping
stops. The man is asleep on top of me and his cock has slipped out.
A few minutes later he climbs off me, my legs finally free to
straighten. He goes into the bathroom while I stretch and rub my thighs
and calves. When he returns from the bathroom he says: "The car will
meet you at the front door in 15 minutes." I'm happily surprised as
I slide to the side of the bed. Then stand and start getting dressed.
Ten minutes later I'm dressed and just before I leave he calls me
to the bedside. Standing next to the bed, he pulls me down to him
and kisses me again. He releases me and as I walk to the door, I see
him roll onto his side to sleep. I walk out the door, then down one door
and lean against it. A few minutes later I hear the doorknob jiggle and
the door open. My wife walks out saying: "Bye Sir". We look into each
others eyes, then she lifts her lips to mine and kisses me. Her arms
wrap around me as we kiss. It feels so good to hold her in my arms as
we embrace. She breaks it and smiles to me before taking my hand, then
we turn and walk to the elevator. Waiting for it we continue to hold
each other tightly. The elevator arrives and it's a quick ride down to
the lobby. We walk out the door and Masters limo is already there. The
male limo driver ushers us into the back and we take a seat all the way
back facing forward. The car pulls away and the intercom comes on saying
it's 50 minutes till we get home. My wife starts fondling me and feeling
my titties and then kisses me. I suddenly realize her switch has been
left on and in lust mode. Her hand is down my pants but my switch has been
turned off and it's useless. We continue kissing and I slide to the floor
of the limo. I push her back and lift her skirt. I run my tongue up her
inner thigh and she moans. I can smell she's been fucked hard as my
tongue finds the folds of her cunt. I taste the man mixed with her juices
as my tongue flicks her clit. She reaches down and holds the sides of my
head, grinding on my tongue. It feel wonderful knowing my wife is finding
pleasure and it's me for a change. I continue licking her clit all the
way back to Masters. Her orgasms continued over and over with her
switched on. I've never seen my wife cum so many times and even knowing
why, I'm still happy for her and pleased with myself.
The car pulls to a stop and we realize we're home. I scoot back and
kneel on the floor, my face soaked in my wife’s juices and multiple
orgasms. The car door opens and both drivers stand looking in
saying: "We're home, you can contact Mr Miller or Doc to be switched off."
We climb from the car and staggering toward the house the limo
pulled into the garage. We made our way across the back patio and
hear voices in the shadows. As we focus in the dim light I see Pet
standing by a lounge holding a candle. It's lighting a small area where
Mr Miller is lying back with someone bobbing on his cock. As we step
closer to ask him to switch Cunt off we see Bitchmother's head
bouncing up and down. My wife asks: "Sir, we've just arrives home as
you know, but Masters friend released me without turning my switch off.
Will you please turn it off Sir?" we stood there a moment, him seeming
to concentrate then lifted his hand waved us off. We looked over
at Pet and made eye contact. She smiled at us, then shrugged. We turned
and walked away and just as we reached the back door Cunt felt the switch
turn off. She almost lost her balance and I had to help her as we
continued inside and downstairs to our room. We entered and saw Dickless
already asleep. We took turns cleaning up before we both undressed and
climbed into our own beds. I felt completely exhausted and though I
could pass out but before I did I heard the familiar soft sound
my wife makes as she sleeps. I closed my eyes and everything went dark.
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