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What Makes a Man?
by Baron Eros

	It all started out as a game.  Not even a game, really.... just a bet.
	I could have swore that was Melanie Griffith that was in
"Sleepless in Seattle".  My wife knew better.  So, we made the bet.  The
loser had to be slave to the winner for one week.  And, of course it was
Meg Ryan in the movie, so I ended up slave for the week.
	Understand, that in the three years we'd been married, and the two
years we dated before that, we had never experimented with bondage or
dominance and submission... never even talked about it.  But, when Alice,
that's my wife, mentioned the stakes of the bet, I thought it would be fun
to try.... win or lose.
	The first few days of my slavery, she got through tying me up in
various positions, forcing me to stay nude all day, and having me clean the
house, cook dinner, bath her, etc.  It was all in good fun.
	It was on the fourth day of this week that I realized she was
really getting into it.
	After fixing her breakfast and bathing her that morning, we sat
around drinking coffee (me in the nude, of course), and making small talk.
	"What can I do with my little slave today?" she asked herself out
loud.
	"How about giving him the day off?" I mused hopefully.
	"Not on your life!  I got three more days, and your gonna grovel
every minute of it."
	"Wonderful," I groaned. Then she a wicked grin on her face.
	"I got it!" she practically laughed.
	"Okay, what next?" I asked.
	"Into the bathroom, slave boy!" she commanded.
	I followed her into the bathroom, where she explained to me what
my duty would be for the day.  And I adamantly refused.
	"Alice, that's taking this way too far!"
	"You're my slave, like it or not.  That means I own you, and you
are to respond to my every whim.... this is my whim!"
	She had me.  I had to go along.
	At this point, I should describe myself to you.  I'm 5' 8", about
130 lbs., the short and thin type.  I have long black hair, slim, muscular
legs and a pronounced facial structure.
	My wife sat me in front of the mirror, and proceeded to do with me
as she wished.
	She started with my hair.  She washed it, then combed it out, then
styled it with a hairdryer, lots of mouse and hairspray, and hot curlers. 
When she had finished, my long hair was now full of big curls that framed
my face and neck.
	Next, she did my face.  After an hour or so of applying base,
blush, lipstick, and eye make-up, neither of us could believe the
transformation.  I looked in the mirror, and couldn't even recognize
myself.  I was gorgeous!  Alice agreed, though the make-up was very
uncomfortable, it was my lot as slave boy to endure it.
	After that, Alice applied the fake nails to my fingers, then
painted them to match my lipstick.
	Still naked, she put me in the tub and soaped up my legs.  Ten
minutes later, she finished her work with the razor, and my muscular legs
were bare and smooth.  It was a strange feeling, but very erotic at the
same time.  By the time she had finished, my cock was swollen and hard.
	Alice looked up at it and smiled.
	"That's a very bad girl," she said.  "You'll never pass with that
thing pitching a tent in your dress."
	"Then I suppose you'd better...uh ... 'take care of it'," I offered.
	"Yeah, I suppose I'd better," she agreed.  "But, I've got to
finish here first."
	And continue she did, much to my tittilation.  She picked up her
razor and proceeded to carefully shave my balls until they were a bald as
the day I was born.  Not satisfied with that, she shaved all my pubes. 
Then, (not quite as fun) she bent me over and shaved the hair off my ass
and clear from my hole.
	"And now, to take care of your little 'problem'," she grinned.
	"Allright!  Finally!," I said.  I was so excited at this point, I
could see the pre-cum gathering on my slit.
	"I'll be right back," she said.  Not knowing what she was up to, I
just muttered for her to hurry up.
	When she returned, she held a large roll of duct tape.
	"What the hell is that for?!?"  I asked.
	*!SMACK!*
	She slapped me HARD across the ass.
	"Don't take that tone with your Mistress, SLAVE!" she commanded. 
'Whoah!' I thought.  I'd better start walking that line!
	"This is to take care of your 'problem'," she explained.  Then,
she proceeded to wrap the tape around my hips, and, bending my hard-on
upward, she taped it flat to my belly.  This served a dual purpose. 
	First, it got my hard-on out of the way.  Second, the tape around
my hips gave me a slight curve at the waist, serving to make me look more
feminine.
	Next, was a trip to the closet.  Alice picked out a pair of silk
panties, a matching bra, and a semi-conservative sundress.  She topped it
off with a thick belt, to keep the dress tight at my waist, and a small
hand bag.
	Figuring that too high of heels would be impossible for me to walk
in without practice, she chose a modest height with a pair of heels.
	Once I was completely decked out in the outfit and all, the
transformation was amazing.  Both of us just stared at my reflection in the
mirror for quite some time.  Until Alice, smiling to herself, broke the spell.
	"Allright, girlfriend!" she said.  "We're going out shopping."
	"Oh NO!" I yelled.  "You can't be serious!  I can't go out looking
like this.  What if someone recognized me?!?"
	"You WILL do as I say," she countered calmly.  "And, if I say
you're going out like that, that's what you'll do.  Besides, no one will
recognize you like that.  I guarantee it."
	And that's what we did.  We went to the mall, and shopped all
afternoon.  Most of it, my hard-on was pulsing painfully against it's
restraint, but eventually, I learned to enjoy the restriction of that.
	Everything was fine until we stopped at the food galleria in the
mall and ordered a couple of sandwiches.  As we ate, my wife's best (and
single) friend Kate showed up at our table suddenly.
	"Alice!" Kate screamed.
	"Kate!," my wife responded.  "What a wonderful surprise!  You've
got to join us."
	And with that Kate sat down.  It was no secret to me that Kate was
a wild one.  She often entertained my wife with her wild weekend exploits,
and my wife, in turn, entertained me with them (unknown to Kate, of course).  
	Kate had a terrific body, I'm guessing about 35b-25-34.  She was a
little light on top, but by the skimpy tops she always wore, you could tell
that her breasts were shaped perfect.  And, she had legs and ass to die
for.  Kate had blue eyes and short blonde hair cut in a no-nonsense,
business cut just below her ears.
	As usual, she was dressed to attract attention with a tight, short
skirt that left her legs bare, and framed her sweet ass perfectly.  A belly
shirt that zipped up the middle was only half zipped, and I felt my cock
swell withing its confines.
	"Have you two met before," my wife said, looking at Kate.  I was
scared to death and said nothing.
	"I don't think so," Kate said and held out her hand.  I took it in
mine and gave it a limp shake, but said nothing.
	"Oh Alexandra, don't be so shy," Alice teased.  "Say hello to Kate."
	I gave her the nastiest look I had and just shook my head.
	"But Alexandra, I insist!"
	I could tell from the look in my wife's eye that my embarassment
was just beginning.
	"Hello Kate," I said quickly and quietly, my voice it's natural
low and gravely pitch.
	Kate, naturally, gave me an inquisitive look and a nervous smile
before turning back to my wife.
	"So... tell me Kate," my wife began, "what decadent things did
your weekend contain?"
	"Wellllll," Kate smiled wickedly, "Mike, that guy I was telling
you about, we stayed at his place all weekend.  He had a friend of his and
his girlfriend visiting from out of town.
	"It started out kinda boring, but by Sunday, we had all loosened
up.  And let me tell you, that friend of his has the FATTEST cock I've ever
sucked.  My jaw and pussy have been sore all week!"
	Kate and Alice erupted in laughter at this.  I just shifted
uncomfortably as my hard-on was killing me by this time.
	"What's the matter, Alex," my wife asked me.  "Don't you go for
the 'wild side'?"  They giggled again.
	"Kate," she continued.  "Why don't you take a good look at
Alexandra... are you sure you've never met her before?"
	As I turned bright red, Kate looked me over, then turned to Alice.
	"I'm sorry Alice, I've never met her."
	"But, I think you have, dear," my wife smiled.  Inside I prayed
for her to keep quiet.  Alice bent over and whispered to her friend.  "If
you look really, really close... doesn't she resemble Alex, my husband." 
Kate looked.  "And, didn't she SOUND like Alex, my husband?"
	Kate glared at me long and hard.  Then, recognition hit her face
and a huge grin formed at the corners of her mouth.
	"Oh my GOD, Alice!" she yelped.  "What in the world is going on here?"
	"Alex lost a bet, and is my slave for the week."  Kate squirmed.
	"Ooooh!  How fun!" she said.
	"It has been, but this is the first day I've dressed him up.  It's
got me horny as hell.  I'm gonna get him home and really play."
	"You're a lucky girl, Alice," Kate said smiling.  Alice looked at
me and reveled in my humiliation.  Then, she turned to her friend.
	"Why don't you join me?  I could use some experience to fully
enjoy my slave" she said.
	"Really?  I'd love to!" Kate exclaimed.  "We can even go to my
place.  I've got lots of toys there!"
	I just groaned inside.
	Twenty minutes later, I was on my hands and knees on Kate's floor,
while the two of them sat next to each other on the couch watching me.
	"That's it," my wife instructed, "stick your ass high in the air. 
We want a sexy girl pose."
	Utterly humiliated, but hotter than I've ever been, I arched my
back as far as I could and stuck my ass as far in the air as I could
muster.  I looked over my shoulder at my audience.
	"Ooooh," Kate squealed.  "He looks so real.  Tell him to put his
face in the floor."
	"You tell him," my wife said, giving her permission to command me.
 "Play with him however you want."
	"Wow, thanks, Alice," Kate smiled, then ordered me, "Put your face
in the floor, slut girl.  And wiggle that ass for me."
	I did as ordered, looking back at them as I wiggled my ass.  Kate
had her skirt pulled up and was rubbing her crotch over a pair of white
panties.  My wife, I could tell was getting hot as well.
	"Tell me you're a slut!" Kate commanded.
	"I'm.... I'm a slut," I said, still humiliated, but feeling more bold.
	"Pull up that dress and let us see your slut ass," she ordered.  I
pulled the end of the dress up until the hem rode over my hips.  Kate saw
the tape around my hips and got up and walked over to me.
	"Keeps the tent pole down, huh?" she said, obviously to Alice.
	"That's the idea," Alice replied.  "But feel free to remove it, if
you want."
	Kate reached down and grabbed the end of the tape.  She then
slowly unwrapped it, freeing (at last) my monster erection.  She knelt down
behind me and leaned over my back until I could feel her sweet breath on my
shoulder.  Reaching under me, Kate grabbed ahold of my chubby.
	When I felt her had wrap around my cock, I came right there.  I
couldn't help it!
	"Oh noooo," Kate said, standing.  "This will never do."  She
turned to Alice.  "The little worm came on my hand.  Without asking
permission or anything."
	"Oh Lord," Alice said.  "He came, just like that?"
	"Just like that," Kate confirmed.  "What kind of pussy do you have
for a husband?  He doesn't have any better control than that?  Just touch
it and it cums."
	"He's really embarassing sometimes," Alice agreed.
	"I think he should be tied up for that," Kate offered.
	"Yeah, I agree," Alice concurred.
	The girls left me in my dress, but put a gag over my mouth.  I was
led to a chair in Kate's bedroom, where Alice instructed me to sit down and
place my arms on the armrests.
	"Hang on a second," Kate interjected.  "First, bend over the
chair."  I did as I was told, and heard Kate open a nearby drawer.  There
were giggles, and I heard my wife say, "Perfect!"
	The next thing I knew, something wet was being applied to my anus,
and then something hard being slid inside me.  I had never been invaded
there before and heard myself scream out from behind the gag as the butt
plug seated itself in my ass.
	"God, Alice... he really is a pussy," Kate said.  "Now, pussy, sit
down."
	I sat in the chair with the butt plug embedded in my rear.  The
girls taped my ankles to the chair legs and my wrists and arms to the chair
arms.  Then they secured me around the waist to the back of the chair.
	Once I was firmly held in place, and unable to escape, the two
girls sat on the bed and looked at me, giggling.
	"You know, Alice," Kate said, "I feel sorry for you, having such a
pussy for an old man.  I mean one touch and he blows."
	"I know," Alice agreed.  "It's very frustrating!"
	"Well, why don't you let me take you out and introduce you to some
real men?" Kate offered.  "No hair triggers, and I'll introduce you to some
guys with REAL cocks, not like that four inch weiner he has."
	As far as I knew, my wife had never cheated on me... and I was
sure she would balk at this.  The thought of it enraged me, but also
excited me.  Conflicting emotions were tearing me up.  I'm supposed to be a
man, yet, I loved the way these women degraded me.  I love my wife, yet,
the thought of being forced to watch her get plowed by a monster cock had
me hard again.
	Alice looked at me for a minute, noticing my new boner.
	"That's sounds like a helluvan idea, Kate," she finally said. 
"Lord knows I could use a good fucking!"
	"Then it's settled!" Kate squealed.
	The girls spent an hour getting themselves all dolled up, and
emerged from the bathroom looking like a couple of hookers.  Both with lots
of make-up, mini-skirts, high heels and spandex tops.
	"Well, we're off, pussy boy," Kate said.
	"Yeah... gonna get this thing filled up," my wife added, lifting
her skirt to show me her pussy.  She wore no panties.  "Filled up by a REAL
man with a REAL BIG COCK," she added.
	"Hey Alice.... what if we decide to bring some guys back here?  We
don't want them to see pussy boy here, do we?"
	"Good thinkin, Kate."
	The girls managed to move me and my chair into a closet at the
foot of Kate's bed.  They shut the door, but the door was made like a
shutter.  So, no one could see me, but through the slats, I had a perfect
view of the bed.  Then they left.
	They were gone for what seemed like an eternity.  During that
eternity, the jealousy at me up as I thought of Alice out dancing with
strange men.  She would be dancing with them, rubbing herself against them.
 Would she let them grab her ass?  Would she let them do more?  It was
driving me crazy!
	I thought of her giving some cowboy a blowjob in the cab of a
pickup.  I was so turned on, wishing I could grab my cock to jerk it.
	A thousand scenarios went through my mind.  Finally, I imagined
Alice on a hotel bed.  Her ankles over the shoulders of some stranger as
his huge cock pummelled her pussy.  Another big cock slipping past her
lips.  More waiting their turn.
	Just when I thought I was going to explode, I heard the front door
open.
	I heard the girls giggling.  Then I heard voices... male voices. 
She had done it!  Alice had actually picked up a strange guy, and was going
to fuck him!  I was hard as a rock, and hoping like hell that she would
keep him in the other room... but hoping harder that she would do him right
here in front of me.
	The voices grew quiet, and I assumed that they were engaged in
kissing, or some other sort of foreplay.  Then I heard Kate's voice.
	"Go ahead, Alice... use my room.  But, take it easy on her
Phil.... her husband has a teenie weenie, don't split her in two."
	Within seconds 'Phil' burst through the threshold of the room,
with my wife in his arms.  Her legs were straddling his hips and her arms
locked around his neck.  Phil reached back with his foot and shut the door
before dropping my wife on the bed.
	Alice's top was pushed up, over her 36C breasts, the erect nipples
pointing straight into the air.  I could see his wet saliva around each
nipple. Her skirt was pushed up around her waist, and from my viewpoint, I
could see that her cunt was red and swollen and wet.  I could also tell
that she was extremely drunk.
	"That's it hot stuff," Phil said, standing beside her.  "Let me
see what you got.  Let me see it all."
	With that, my wife spread her legs far apart... right in front of
my eyes.  She lowered a hand to her snatch and began rubbing it for this
stranger.  Her other hand cupped a breast and she pinched her nipple.  Phil
egged her on.
	"All Right!  You are a hot little slut aren't you?"
	Alice was moaning as she masturbated for him.
	"Yes I am," she replied.  "I'm a hot little slut.  A hot slut that
needs a big cock."
	"Put a finger in it," Phil commanded as he sat down on the bed
beside her.
	Alice promptly slid one of her thin fingers between her slit.  I
watched it disappear as she squealed.
	"That's a good little slut," he applauded.  "Now put another
finger in your pussy."
	Alice pulled the first finger from her pussy, then coupled it with
another.  I watched as both fingers were then sunk inside her.
	"Oh yeah!" he said.  "Now let's see you fuck yourself slut.  Fuck
that pussy of yours with your fingers."
	"Oh yesssssss"  my wife said as she happily complied.  She began
pumping her fingers in and out of her snatch.  Once, between moans, she
looked up... straight at me, and smiled.  Then she went back to her
ecstacy, finger-fucking herself with abandon.
	Her eyes closed tight, and her hips began moving in rhythm.  Her
moans grew louder and louder, and I knew her climax was coming.
	Phil watched my wife's orgasm hit her, and took the opportunity to
stand up and remove his clothes.  Kate hadn't lied.  As he stood there,
naked, watching my wife cum, Phil was stroking the biggest cock I had ever
seen.
	He was at least ten inches long, and as thick as a beer can. 
There is no way my wife could take that cock inside her.... or so I
thought.  As my wife came down from her peak, he continued.
	"You want my cock, don't you slut?"
	"Oh yes," my wife panted.  "Please give me your cock!"
	With that, Phil kneeled on the bed and slapped his monster meat
across my wife's lips.  Alice grabbed the pole with one hand and guided the
thick head to her lips.
	Stuffing the end in her mouth, she began bobbing back and forth on
Phil's huge pole, while her hand jerked it from the other end.  Phil bent
down and crammed three thick fingers into Alice's cunt.
	"That's it, slut," he spoke.  "Suck that big cock.  Suck it good,
and I'll let you sit on it."  Alice pulled her lips from his cock.
	"Oh please," she begged.  "Please let me sit on your big cock!"
	Phil layed down on his back on the bed, and Alice swung one leg
over him.  She grabbed that huge cock with one hand and guided it to her
sweet pussy.  Then, in one lunge, she sat right down on it.  I watched as
her pussy spread open to accept the huge tool, and heard Alice scream out.
	"YESSS!!!!!" she screamed.
	When Phil's monster was all the way inside her, she lifted
herself, then sat square down on it again.  Soon, she was rising and
falling on his joint, and he was bucking his hips to meet her on the way
down.  After a few minutes, Phil warned my wife...
	"I'm gonna cummmm!"
	"Oh YES!," Alice screamed.  "Cum in my pussy!  Fill me up!"
	Phil grunted and filled my wife's cunt with his hot sperm.  Alice
continued to ride as I could see the cum spilling out of her pussy and down
her thigh.  I watched her arch her back as her own orgasm hit her while his
spooge was coating her inside.
	Once their collective orgasms subsided, Alice removed herself from
the now-softening cock and collapsed on the bed.
	Moments later, Kate opened the door and burst in, completely naked.
	"Well, Alice... whaddaya think of Phil?" she sang.
	"He's heaven," Alice replied.  "I had no idea how good a big cock
could feel."
	As she spoke, another guy entered the room.  He was very
attractive, and had a semi-erect cock AT LEAST as big as Phil's.  He
grabbed Kate from behind and pulled her into him.
	"Well, you deserve it hon," Kate continued.  "Especially after all
those years of your husband's wimpy schlong."
	"What is it with this old man of hers?  Is he a total loser or
what?" Kate's lover asked.
	"Is he ever, John" Kate replied.  "You know, Alice... you oughtta
strap one on and give it to him, just to show him how it's done."
	I was utterly humiliated, but the four of them thought this was
funny, as they all enjoyed a good laugh.
	"And how 'bout you Phil," Kate asked, "what did you think of my
friend Alice here?"
	"She's one hot little slut!  Where have you been hiding her?"
	Kate just laughed as she climed onto the corner of the bed on her
hands and knees.  John was behind her running his long dork back and forth
along the crack of Kate's gorgeous ass.  Alice had taken Phil's cock in her
hand and began stroking it back to life as they watched Kate and John.	
	"Ooooh John," Kate mewled.  "You're such a showoff.  You guys
wanna watch him fuck me with that big stick?"
	"Please, Kate," my wife said.  "I want to see him pump you full of
that thing."
	I was even doing my part behind the closet door, nodding my head
emphatically up and down.
	Within seconds, John had crammed his cock into Kate's pussy and
was pumping away while we all watched.  And, that's the way I spent the
entire evening.
	I was forced to watch John fuck Kate.  Then Alice mounted Phil
again.  Then, at Kate's direction, John moved behind Alice, and stuck his
pole up her ass.  I came then, watching my wife get double-fucked.
	The four of them fucked in various positions until daylight, when
the guys went home.  Then Kate opened the closet door, and the two of them
smiled.....

END OF PART ONE ...   more to follow if interest demands it....  comments
/ critiques / questions welcomed


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