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 Chapter 1

   It was a hot and humid Wednesday afternoon in July, just the kind of day
you hate to be outside in in Atlanta.  Thankfully my work load was very
lite and I had time to just lounge around the office and complain about the
unbearable heat and drought that had been plaguing us for the last 3 weeks.
I could have packed up and headed home, but the drive was daunting and with
the heat it was really to uncomfortable to even be in the pool.  All in
all, a lousy day all around; that was until my wife called.

   "Have you got a minute?"

   "Sure," I replied, "nothing really going on here.  What's up?"

   "Can you get out of there and come home?"

   "Yeah, I guess I can.  Traffic shouldn't be too terrible."

   "Good," she responded with a hint of excitement in her voice.  "I may
have found our play things."

   "Really?  This isn't going to turn into another disappointing second
interview is it?"

   "I don't think so.  I have a really good feeling about it this time."

   "I hope so." I said a little rougher than I should have because she
immediately retorted.

   "Just come home and see for yourself.  And then you can decide."

   "Ok, sorry, I didn't mean to sound grumpy.  I just don't want to get my
hopes up.  I'll leave here and be home in about an hour and a half."

   "Ok hunny, see you then," was her only reply as she clicked the phone
off.

   The agonizingly slow drive home was just as I expected, hot and
frustrating.  Adding to the overall frustration factor was my own
anticipation and hopes that this time Megan had actually found what we had
been looking for, a nice couple to keep as play things.  We had been
looking for months for the right people, and had not found anyone yet.  I
was letting Megan handle the preliminary interview and if they passed that
I would interview them.  So far none had really meshed.  Either they would
talk a good talk when she interviewed them and when it came time for my
interview they shied away, or they just were not a good fit all around. 
Something about Megan's voice this afternoon though made me think this
couple might just work out.  At least that was my hope.  Almost 2 hours
later I pulled into the drive way and noticed right away that at least this
couple had a car, unlike some we had interviewed, which was a complete must
for them.  No car meant there was no way it would work out.  Megan met me
at the door with a big smile on her face, "I think you will like this."
"We'll see.  Let me get in and grab a beer, the traffic was horrible."
"Lisa has one ice cold and ready for you." Megan winked at me.  The first
thing I saw when I walked in the door was a very attractive brunet with
shoulder length hair, nice plump tits accentuated by a modestly tight
shirt. While she was not a flat body she was not overly plump either, some
would say just enough to have real curves.  And to top it all off she
looked to be the perfect height to just bend her over and have fun.  She
walked slowly over, without saying a word, and handed me an ice cord can of
beer.  What more could I ask for.  "Hunny, this is Lisa," Megan began, "and
her husband Jason." Megan drew my attention of to the guy standing up from
the sofa.  Jason was about my height, athletic build, and trim.  What
caught my attention off the bat was his ponytailed hair and a goatee on his
chin.  Not exactly what I would have liked to see for a first impression,
but I left stuff like that to Megan's decision, at least at first.  I could
sense already that he knew I was disapproving of his hair and it showed on
his face.  As they say first impressions matter.  "Hello." Jason stated
flatly thrusting out his hand.  "Nice to meet you." "Good to meet you
Jason." I responded opening my beer and taking a nice long sip before
saying, "Let's all sit down and have a chat." With Megan and I on the sofa
and Lisa and Jason on the love seat I purposefully remained silent and
drank my beer while studying them for a couple of minutes.  I had learned
to gauge how uncomfortable someone was by just watching them in silence. 
The more the person fidgeted the less comfortable they were.  Lisa sat just
looking at me calmly, while Jason kept moving his hands around and picking
at his trousers trying to pull invisible specs of dust off of them.  This
could be interesting I thought to myself.  "So, I take it Megan explained
things to you already, as far as what we are looking for and what not?" I
asked.  "Yes," Lisa replied.  "Yes," Megan piped up raising her eyebrow and
looking directly at Lisa.  "Yes.....Sir," came the correct response from
Lisa.  "And you like the idea Lisa?" "Yes Sir," she responded much easier
this time.  "Jason, you understand it all and like it as well, and
understand the rules?" "Yes Sir," he responded.  "My job includes a little
bit of travel, but it should not be a big problem." "Ok," I said nodding.
"Jason is a computer repair technician for IBM." Megan chimed in, knowing
one of the requirements was that one of them had to make decent money. 
"That's a good gig to have," I said, half to myself.  Turning back to Lisa
and Jason I looked from one to the other, "You understand that we are
willing to give you a place to live, food to eat, all the creature comforts
etc.  and in return you two will........." I let the sentence trail off. 
It was Lisa who almost immediately finished the sentence, "be at yours and
Megan's beck and call." "You will help clean, help cook, take out the
trash, all the household chores, and in addition, as long as you are here
you will always be available to satisfy whatever needs may arise." I
continued my voice turning harsher, "You will only be clothed when you go
outside or if we have company over.  You will wear a collar at all times,
with the exception of you Jason when you are working, but I expect you to
take it off only when you get to work and replace it before coming home."
Jason only nodded at me in acknowledgement.  "When in the house you will
both be required to wear wrist and ankle cuffs, so as to easily allow you
to be locked into whatever position Megan or I desire.  " I saw Jason's
eyes go a bit wider with that remark so I continued to drive it home to
make certain they understood.  "You will ask permission for anything you
do, which includes eating, sleeping, bathing, or even going to the
bathroom. Do you both understand that?" "Yes sir!" Lisa eagerly responded.
Jason hesitated a moment before replaying somewhat timidly, "Yes sir."
"Good!  Oh and one more thing, I am sure Megan told you already but I need
to re-emphasize it to you, when you are here you are our complete
playthings.  Meaning in this household all of you is available all the
time. Now stand up, strip, and sit back down." I ordered.  "What?" Jason
asked without thinking.  "I said," speaking slowly and letting just a
little anger sneak into my voice, although it was really amusement but I
could not let him know that, "Stand up, strip naked, and sit back down and
wait." They hesitated for a moment but began to stand up.  Knowing they
would do what I had told them now, I turned to Megan.  Speaking about Jason
and Lisa as if they were not there, "What is the story with them?" "Jason
makes good money, but not good enough.  Their house went into foreclosure a
month ago and they haven't been able to find anywhere else.  So, with both
of them being submissive, they thought they would answer our ad.  Good deal
for them and us," Megan answered.  "They both bi?" "She definitely is, and
he knows what is expected of him." Megan looked over at Jason, who on
hearing that stopped removing his pants for a second then continued. 
"Which one is the pain slut?" I asked, already knowing the answer.  "Well
neither of them are too far into it, but I bet they both will be in very
short order." "Hmmm, so I have to train them as well?  That seems a bit
much." "We will learn!" Lisa exclaimed.  Without turning to look at her I
immediately fired back angrily, "You will not interrupt me and your
Mistress again.  If you do you will be punished severely.  Now finish
undressing and sit down silently.  Do remember this is still an interview."
A wicked smile crept over Megan's face as she could see them finishing and
sitting back down.  "I know you would like someone better trained, but look
at the fun we will have do it.  I know you will" "True, if they really are
willing to learn.  Also, you will need to take Jason to the hair cutters; I
will not have that ponytail staying.  Oh and have him shave.  Speaking of
shaving.." "She does, but I told her she needed to let it grow out and keep
it neatly trimmed." Megan finished my thought for me.  "You already have
one shaved pussy and she knows her cunt is to have the other feel you want.
I just can't have it all wild and fully bushy, you know me, I just can't do
that." "That's fine, I understand." Turning back to them I commanded,
"Lisa, come over here and let me see what I have to work with." Lisa came
to stand in front of us to allow me to see all of her.  I assumed my wife
had seen them both before even interviewing them.  She had nice C cup
breasts which sagged nicely and were topped off with large pink nipples
just made for clamps.  Her belly was a little pudgier than I had thought,
but that was fine by me, a little more cushioning.  Looking further down I
could see her big puffy pussy lips and a cunt that just screamed to be
plowed long and hard.  Although this was just an interview I could see the
moisture building along her slit, a very good sign.  "Jason, your turn." I
commanded waving Lisa aside.  Jason came over and stood between Megan and I
so we could look him over.  Ye was indeed well build and I could tell his
limp cock was impressive enough to make Megan a little starry eyed.  The
one problem was a mass of pubic hair from his belly button on down.  "Yes,
a shave.  Jason you will shave this jungle off and keep it that way.  Do
you understand?" Megan commanded.  "Yeah ok" he responded, nervous about
being looked over like merchandise.  Before I could correct him Megan's
hand shot out and slapped his cock hard making him wince, "When I ask you a
question you will respond by calling me ma'am!  Is that understood?" She
roared.  "Yes, Yes ma'am" Jason responded trying to fight back the pain
just inflicted on him.  "See hunny, I told you they could learn.  Well at
least he can it seems." Looking them over I could see the possibilities and
my thoughts began to turn over all the fun that could be had with these
two. "Alright.  If you two think you can live with it we will give it a
trial week and see how well it works out.  Ok?" "Yes sir," they both seemed
to answer at once.