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     "Put the manacles on."
     I wrapped the retraints on and fixed them in place, 
and she pressed another button.  Immediately the straps 
retracted into the ends of the horse, pulling my arms apart 
and forcing me to my knees.  The chains retracted into the 
horse, forcing my chest even further into the horse.  In a 
few seconds I went from standing free to kissing the leather 
in front of me.
     The zebra-bug-woman walked around behind me, the clicking 
of her heels echoing through the chamber.  "Have you enjoyed 
your little escapades, Mr. O'Neill?  Do you like the clothes, 
the women, your big dick?  Have you enjoyed the kinky fucks 
every week while your wife lives in ignorance?  If you were 
my husband, you wouldn't have to go to work.  We would fuck 
and suck all day long.  You could be my little sex slave, and 
I would punish you when you were bad, pleasure you when you 
were good.  Maybe you like being a bad boy.  Well Mr. O'Neill,
bad boys get spanked.  Would you like to be spanked?"  She 
pulled the dress up to my hips, exposing my dildo filled ass,
and began to hit my ass cheeks with her opened hand.
     As she spanked, she again asked me, " Have you liked you 
little escapades?"
     I knew the game, and how to answer.  "Yes, Mistress."
     "Are you a bad boy?"
     "Yes, Mistress."
     "Do you like being a horse-dicked she-male sex-slut 
pussy-whipped slave?"
     "Yes, Mistress."  Utter defeat could be heard in my voice.  
Even so, I almost laughed at the fact that she could say that 
last sentence without getting toungue-tied.   
     After about thirty smacks, none of which caused me any 
real discomfort, she walked around in front of me again.  "Not 
much of a reaction from you.  Maybe your punishment should be 
a little more severe."  She pressed another button on her 
remote, and two of the mirrors opened up, one on either side 
of the room.  From the opening on my left stepped a female 
dressed head to toe in a VRskin body suit, black in color at 
her feet but fading to white at her head.  Her dirty blonde 
hair was pulled through a hole in the top of the mask covering 
her head.  Mirrored sunglasses on a stretch strap were pulled 
tight over where her eyes should be.  The only exposed flesh 
that I could see were a set of bright red lips.
     From the other side came a two similarly dressed females, 
only with dark brown hairr, and both made their way towards me, 
their unshod feet making no noise on the floor.  They stopped 
in front of me, so that I might better see them, and then 
turned to face the zebra woman.  "Mr. O'Neill, since you so 
enjoy fucks and sucks with women other than your wife, I've 
decided to give you a chance to experience our ultimate blow 
job.  These are my three helpers for the night, and they will 
get the two of us ready."  The dirty blonde padded over to the 
wardrobe, opened it, and took out a wooden box about a foot 
long.  The zebra woman opened the box and took out a tube 
of the gel.  Squeezing a gernerous portion into her hand and 
put the tube back into the box.  All three received generous 
portions on their crotches, and one brunette had some smeared 
on her lips.  What remained in her hand the zebra woman rubbed 
on her own crotch.
     The dirty blonde then took something from the box and with 
both hands pressed it to the zebra womans crotch, then the four 
turned to face me.  I had a raging hard-on from watching these 
four walk around, but nearly lost it when I saw what was now 
attached to the zebra woman; eight inches of rock-hard zebra 
stripped cock pointed at me from across the room.  Six inch 
black cocks protruded from the crotches of each of the brunettes. 
A sinister laugh began to fill my ears from the speakers around 
the room.
     "Well little girl, see what dressing like a leather slut 
gets you?"  She motioned to the three woman with her, and they 
moved towards me.  One brunette got down on all fours in front 
of me, and even though I couldn't see her because of the horse 
in front of me, I felt her gel-covered lips encase the head of 
my cock.  The dirty blonde moved around me, lifted my ass into 
the air so that my legs were straight up and my body was 
hoizontal to the horse, and I felt her grab my hips as she 
ground her hips into the dildo in my ass.  The other brunnette 
stood at the end of the horse.
     The laughter started again, and I saw her press a few 
buttons on the remote.  As the humming started, I felt a mouth 
engulf my shaft until it was at the base, swallowing the entire 
eleven inches, while the blonde ground into my ass even harder.  
Beep.  The cock on the zebra woman sprang to life, and from my 
genitals I started to get a very strange sensation.  The dirty 
blonde was now evidently attached to the dildo in my ass and to 
me because of the straps running through it and around me, and 
began to fuck me with a slow rythym.  The brunette was now a 
part of my cock, and it felt as if she were sucking and licking 
the entire length of my cock at once.  After a minute or two of 
their separate attempts, they began to move in sync, one pushing 
my orgasm out from behind while the other tried to suck it out 
from the front. The prosthetic sheath on my cock was preventing 
my release.
     Zebra-woman walked towards me, the cock slapping obscenely 
against her legs making my fear rise.  "Ask for it nicely, leather 
slut.  Tell me you want to suck my cock.  Suck it like you want 
your wife to suck yours if she could make your wet dreams come 
true.  You be the wife, and worship this thick cock the way 
you've always  wanted it done to you.  Now, TELL ME YOU WANT TO 
SUCK MY COCK!"  The mechanical voice reverberated throughout the 
room, it's echoes fading so the only sound was the grunts from 
my ass-fucker and the slurps from my cock-sucker.
     I knew I had lost.  Whatever shred of dignity I might have 
had left after the past weeks faded.  My voice came out high and 
womanly due to the collar.  "I want to suck your cock."
     "No.  Like your wife would say it, the way she does when 
you fantasize about her while jerking off.  Like there is nothing 
else in the world that matters, just sucking cock, my little wife.  
Tell your husband his wife wants to suck his cock."  She moved 
closer, the cock bobbing in front of my lips.
     Of all the women I had encountered in the past few weeks 
this was probably the craziest.  I could here the hysteria in 
her voice.  "Give me your thick cock.  My husband.  I want to 
be your wife, and I want to suck your cock.  I want to suck it, 
to kiss it to experience it.  I...I  want it.  I...I..."  In a 
quick motion I bobbed forward, taking the phallus in my mouth,  
swirling my tounge over the glans, sucking as though I knew 
nothing else.  I bobbed my head up and down, sucking all the 
while, doing to the zebra-woman what I wanted done to me.  
     Her left hand came to rest on the back of my head, 
helping the movement of my mouth-stroking.  Below and behind 
me, the other girls had worked my body into a frenzy.  My whole 
body started to go numb, and I knew I was going to come 
regardless of the prosthetics.  I heard the soft tap of the 
buttons as the woman behind me approached orgam.  I looked up 
at the zebra woman, and could feel her evil smile even 
through the mask.
      "That's it baby.  Yeah, suck it.  Oh yeah."  Her comments 
sounded like those in a bad porn movie.  "Oh god, yes.  Oh yeah 
baby, suck me.  I'm gonna cum. Yes, suck me.  Yes. Yes! YES!"  
The phallus in my mouth started to convulse, and she drove my 
head down further on the shaft.  In what I can only call an 
exposion, the cock began to spurt cum down my throat, and as 
she backed up, it filled my now gagging mouth.  "Swallow what 
you can, wifey.  It took us the past six weeks to collect all 
this cum from you." She was laughing; I tried to swallow it all 
but couldn't, and zebra woman backed up another step, spurting 
cum on my face and in my hair.  A minute later I felt the woman 
behind me shudder for a full two minutes, BEEP, and she was able 
to pull away from my ass.  She grabbed my shoulders and pulled 
up, the straps holding my arms releasing from the horse.  The 
brunette continued to pump my aching shaft.  I couldn't take much 
more without passing out.
     Zebra-woman walked over to me, disconnected the clamps, 
and stood to my side.  "Fondle her."  I reached over to the 
dirty blonde's crotch and gripped it in my right hand, and
began to squeeze and stroke it.  "Now me."  With my left hand I 
grabbed her cock, and proceded to do the same to her.  A bright 
light flashed in my eyes, and the brunette below me sucked even 
harder.  I exploded in her mouth as the light went off again, 
each spurt met with a flash.  BEEP.  With an audible pop her 
mouth came free from my shaft, and I collapsed to the floor, 
the three women standing over me.  I was so dizzy I could hardly 
think.  My flacid horse cock retracted as I lay there.
     The brunettes pulled me to a kneeling position, and wrapped 
my hands around their phalluses, and pushed them towards my face.  
Zebra woman was hard again.
     "Seems you haven't satisfied all of us yet.  This time I 
want you to suck like you really mean it.  And show them what a 
good hand job you can give."  This time, my hands pumped away on 
the cocks to either side while I sucked on the one in front of 
me like some porn queen.  In a few minutes I heard a muted beep 
as all three exploded; one filled my mouth while the other two 
showered my face in my own cum.  "Lick them clean, you fucking 
whore."  I did as I was told, a stobe light going off the entire 
time.
     "Now get my slut-wife out of here."  The two brunnettes 
picked me up under my arms, and proceeded to carry me out of 
the dungeon.  They uncerimoniously tossed me in my car and 
dropped the controller on the other seat, along with a handful 
of twenties.
     "That's for services rendered tonight.  Better hurry, cum 
sucking bitch.  Wifey should be home soon."  My tires spun as 
I pulled out of the driveway.
                         
     I nearly made it to the halfway point when I realized my 
gas tank was almost empty, even though I had filled it 
yesterday.  I pulled into the local mini-mart, hobbled my way 
to the cashier, and shoved one of the twenties at the gape-jawed 
clerk.  "Fill it up."  He stared wide-eyed at me, and slowly 
pulled in the twenty.  I got out of there quick, and raced home.
     I pulled into my driveway, the toe-down ballet-style boots 
making the drive all but impossible.  I clicked off the 
ignition and grabbed the controller.  Best to get inside 
before I started to disrobe.  I got out of the car and stumbled 
to the house. My aching feet and dildo filled ass made walking 
very difficult now.  As I fumbled with the keys I saw headlights 
turn into the driveway.
     I rushed inside, grabbed the handrail and pulled myself 
upstairs.  Once there, I moved to the master bathroom and 
locked the door.  I turned on the shower and breathed a sigh 
of relief.  Downstairs I heard my wife come in, then start to 
putter around.
     In the bathroom I was met with an unusual sight.  The 
reflection in the mirror showed a leather-clad slut, dried cum 
around her mouth and in her hair and all over her face, make-up 
mussed, looking and smelling strongly of sex.  Oh yeah: an eleven 
inch dick hanging out of the bottom of her dress.  No wonder the 
clerk gave me such a strange look.  
     I undid the dress, and did my best to get out of it, 
finally dropping it to the floor, but not before losing my 
balance and falling to the floor. The dress off, I picked up 
the controller and took a seat on the toilet, pushing the now 
familiar feeling dildo further into my sore ass.  My huge cock 
started to spring to life again.
     "Honey?  Is that you?"  My wifes voice was close; the 
shower I had turned on had masked her approach.
     "Who..."  My woman's voice cracked.  I tried dropping it 
a few octaves, and it almost sounded normal.  "Who else would 
it be, dear?"  
     "I've got the most incredible news!  I did it.  I mean, 
we did it!  The lottery!  We hit for nearly twenty million!  
I tried getting you at the gym, but they said you weren't there.  
I called the realtor, and confirmed a buy on that house we were 
looking at and then went shopping and I bought some things and 
I hope you're not upset with me."  I could hear the excitement 
in her voice as it all bubbled forth.
     Meanwhile, I was trying to get out of my predicament.  
I tapped the release code into the controller, and waited.  
BEEP.  Immediately, the dildo in my ass started to vibrate, 
and my cock began to really harden.  Wrong code!  I tapped it 
in again, taking a little more time.  BEEP.  The corset shrunk 
again while my bust expanded, and the sudden change in weight 
distribution made me topple over.
     "First I got some new clothes and I got this picture you 
just have to see...Honey, did you fall?  Are you okay?  Honey, 
do you need help?"
     "No!"  I had a hard time keeping my voice masculine.  
"I'll be out in a few minutes."
     "Imagine it!  We'll never have to work again.  We can 
lounge about our house, and do whatever we desire all day long!"
     My cock stood out a full eleven inches from my body, and my 
already sore ass was going numb from the vibrator inside.  
My nipples ached.
     "There is one thing I bought I really think you should 
know about."  
     "What's that, dear?"
     The door kicked in, the latch splintering the wood as it 
swung wide.  Before me stood the zebra woman, bug mask gone to 
reveal my wife's face beneath.  In one hand she held a 3 foot 
by 4 foot framed and matted picture of me as a woman, my mouth 
wide open and filled with cum, a huge zebra cock shooting more 
cum on my face and in my hair.  On either side of my head I 
gripped another dick, each shooting cum onto my face.  "I 
bought new codes for your controller, wifey, when I renewed 
my membership. Bring that horse cock of yours out here where 
I can properly fuck it.  We can watch some of your movies while 
you tell me how much you've enjoyed the past few weeks"




                         Epilogue


     I lay on the silk sheets covering our master bed, 
staring up at my reflection in the mirror above me, my 
thick ten inch long cock dribbling cum into my bellybutton. 
My feet are locked in spike heeled boots which are in turn 
locked in the stocks which make up our bed's footboard.  My 
hands are encased in leather mittens, and locked in the stocks 
that are our headboard.  Around my twenty-six inch waist is a 
heavily boned leather corset which supports my double-D cup 
breasts, done in the zebra skin which denotes the clan my wife 
controls in the society.  My bright red lips are wrapped around 
the rubber ball gag stuffed in my mouth.  I can't remember when 
she last let me be just me.  I can't remember what is actually 
me.
     My wife came over, dressed in a zebra stripped fur cat 
suit, and lifted my cock to her mouth.  "I'm so glad you've 
accepted our new life.  I missed my sorority sisters so much, 
and now we're all together again.  I am sorry about the show; 
but you needed to be taught some humility.  I was beginning to 
think you'd leave me for a life with the other girls."  My shaft 
slid between her lips into her hot wet mouth, and she began to 
suck and lick. She paused, and looked me in the eyes.  
     "Do you mind if I have some of my old friends over tonight, 
honey?  Tara says she has some new ideas she wants to try out, 
and you are *so* accomodating.  After all, I know how you like 
something a little kinkier than what we normally do.  Then we 
could go over to the Twighlight Zone, and I could show off my 
new personal servant.  No objections?  I just knew you wouldn't 
mind."  She turned on the vibrator in my ass and finished the 
blow job. 
       

Addenum - the following May
	I don't know what to think of the changes in my life.  
The first few months with my wife in our new life seemed to be 
nothing but opportunities for me, both at work (which I continued 
to go to), and in our marital relationship.  We limit the full 
blown costuming to once every two weeks, but often put each other 
into bondage during the week.  We've both learned to explore our 
sexual needs more, but have agreed to keep the relationship 
primarily monogamous.  Why?  Seems the entire model/runway scene 
was her way of getting back at me when she thought I was having 
too much fun.  She had wanted to hurt me, but when she realized 
just what effect it had on me, she apologized.  She still won't 
tell me if it was her or not, though.
	As I said, our sex life couldn't be better.  I've 
accepted my status as her personal servitor within the 
organization, and have learned quite a bit because of it.  
One thing has been nagging at me though, and that is a few 
fantasies I have that weren't touched upon during my 
training.  When I think about it, I learned a lot about 
myself: what my limits are, what turns me on, and that 
pleasure in a sexual context can be enjoyable from a 
submissive position.  What I was missing was a scene with 
me as the dominant.  Make that scenes, with my wife as the 
submissive.  Maybe it should be my wife who takes a course 
in pleasing men, with me as the instructor in each scene.  
I'll have to talk to Tara.


**End of The Art Critic**


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