The Contract - pt.2 (MF, MF/F, wife, swing, anal, cons, spanking) The next morning I woke up a little hungover. Kathy was sleeping deeply by my side. I could still remember the vivid sexual dream I had, one in which I was videotaping Kathy as the star of a large orgy. I once asked Kathy what she would want from an orgy. I was referring to specific acts that she fantasized about doing. Kathy's answer was "I want to be surrounded, and aroused, and the rest will come naturally." I loved her answer, and it had probably fueled my dream. There were five naked couples on their knees in a tight circle around Kathy who was laying on her back. She was slowly taking turns sucking two cocks that were thrust in her face, turning her head from side to side. Mouths and fingers covered her large breasts; women's sharp nails raked her stomach and thighs. Hands pulled her legs apart and her pussy and ass were stuffed full of fingers. Two men took turns rubbing her clit, and two women sucked on her toes. Others just talked quietly, commenting on her beauty and lust. Needless to say I woke up with quite an erection. I slowly nudged Kathy's thighs apart by gently pressing on her knees, then lay down facing her pussy and swallowed hard. Some years ago when we were still new to each other I woke to the magnificent sensation of Kathy swallowing my cock. She later told me that she was horny and thought it would be fun to raise me. She wildly rode me to her orgasm once I was awake enough to play with her clit and nipples. Thinking about the previous night's activities and my dream got me in a state that just had to be released. I spread her labia with my thumbs and began to slowly lick along her outer lips. She stirred lightly and her wetness increased. Next I traced arcs over the hood of her clit, stopping every few seconds to plunge my stiff tongue inside her. Kathy began to moan and run her fingers across her nipples. She slowly opened her eyes, smiled at me, and yawned. She started saying "Good morning dear" when i pulled back the hood with my index finger and flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue. A loud "Oh!" escaped from her mouth and she pushed my head down with an open hand. After about three minutes of licking and sucking on her clit Kathy demanded that I fuck her. This time I wasn't disappointed to stop going down on her, because I desired a hard fuck as well. I slipped my cock into her and gasped as her tight wetness engulfed me. I pumped into her with fast short motions as she rubbed her clit with her fingers. "Lucky me" Kathy said and grinned at me. I was breathing hard from the effort of fucking her and grunted "huh?" back at her. She wiped my forehead with her free hand. "Getting fucked by two lovers in a single day.". Kathy rubbed my sweat across her nipple until it hardened, then pinched it. "Am I not lucky?" she asked me and suddenly came, her cunt muscles spasming around me. The image of Kathy in my dream flashed in my head and I exploded inside her. The morning progressed pleasantly. Kathy brewed coffee and I made omelets and we sat in our sunny back yard. Not a word was said about the fact that Jeff and Dianne could see us from their second story windows. Kathy seemed totally at ease with this, but I was growing restless. After breakfast I began doing some serious yard work trying to get my mind of the inevitability of my wife going over to see Jeff. When I returned to the house to wash my hands Kathy was on the phone having a lively conversation. She mouthed the words "it's Jeff" when I walked past her, then burst out laughing over something he said. She hung up and told me that she's going running with Jeff. I went on to clean up, thinking angrily about her behavior. When I was done I caught a glimpse of her leaving the house dressed up in a tight white T-shirt and fitting running shorts. She looked sexy as hell, and she left without acknowledging me or even saying good bye. I sat by our computer and began surfing some porn. I quickly focused on pics and videos of couples with an age difference - women in their 20s and 30s with men in their 40s and 50s. Like Kathy and Jeff. My emotions confused me as my anger slowly subsided and was replaced with lust. I jacked off thinking about my naughty wife out there jogging with her older lover. Just over an hour later Kathy returned sweaty and with her cheeks flushed. She mumbled a distracted "hi" and hit the shower. With my heart beating I walked into the bathroom. Steam was everywhere as she blasted piping hot water over her. I never understood how she could handle water that hot. "So....how was your run?" I said quietly. She kept soaping herself slowly and seemed to have not heard me. "Kathy?" I asked. Was this really my wife? "Yeah...It was...good." She answered slowly, in a daze. "He...umm. He..." she formed the sentence with some difficulty. "He spanked me." She closed her eyes and slowly soaped her heavy breasts. "He did what? where?!". She swallowed. "I'm not supposed to be telling you this.". I persisted "Kathy, come on - you can't just drop this bomb and expect me to ignore it." She opened her eyes and smiled at me. "For now you'll just have to use your imagination, OK? now leave me alone, I need to get ready." "Get ready how?" I demanded. "I need to shave my legs, and armpits...and my pussy" Kathy answered flashing me a grin. "Since when do you shave your pussy?" I asked startled. "Since Jeff asked me to...now go away." I closed the door behind me with a shaking hand, and went to the kitchen to grab a beer. I sat down thinking this whole game over. Did I like it or did I hate it? I had to admit that in the last couple of days I've been hornier than ever, but I couldn't shake feeling jealous. I couldn't believe Kathy would let Jeff spank her, and that it excited her. I kept glancing up at Jeff and Dianne's house trying to ignore the fact that Kathy would soon be serving Jeff up there. When I finished my beer I walked back into the house and watched Kathy standing naked and spreading lotion over her body. She signaled me over "Help me put lotion on my back". She had one leg propped up on the bed and as I rubbed lotion over her shoulders I enjoyed the view of her shaved pussy. I grabbed Kathy by her shoulders, spun her around, and said "Show me!". She climbed up on the bed, laid on her back and spread her legs. Her pussy was completely hairless. "Do you like it?" she asked, but as I leaned forward to touch it she pushed my hand away, and got back up. "I need to get ready. He'll be calling me soon.". I stared at her, but couldn't say a thing. "Do you like what I'm going to wear?" Kathy asked. On the bed she had laid out the black dress with the slit that ran up the entire side. I loved how it showed off her toned legs. A black see-through thong that enhanced her shapely ass lay next to the dress. A black half-bra that could barely cover her nipples would frame her lovely breasts for Jeff, and the high-heeled shoes finished everything off perfectly. I grunted my approval and walked away. Thirty minutes later the doorbell rang. I heard Kathy open it and warmly greet someone. She kissed the person and I heard her giggle and say "I'm ready now!". Then I heard Dianne answer "Good thing you prepared well this time." and the clicking of Kathy's heels quickly fading away. I felt another flash of anger at the apparent hurry she was in. My wife couldn't wait to get to Jeff. Dianne walked into the room with an album tucked under her arm. She placed it on the coffee table and leaned forward for a quick greeting kiss. "Oh my, you're so tense" she said and pressed down on my shoulders, forcing me to sit down on the couch. Her fingers began to massage my forehead and skull and she pulled my face against her crotch. After five of minutes of silent massage I felt much better. I wasn't sure but I thought that I could smell her getting wet, and I was aroused. Dianne stopped, grabbed my face with her hands and tilted it up towards her. "Why don't you be my gracious host and get me something to drink. There are some interesting photos of Kathy I want to show you." I got up and fixed us some drinks, anxious to see what Dianne was talking about. Dianne sipped her drink and her face flushed. "Stiff!", she said. "You don't like straight vodka, Dianne?" I asked. "I meant you". She pointed a maniquered nail at my obvious erection. I sat down uncomfortably. "You and Kathy have been keeping me on edge today." "We're all on edge...but it's exciting isn't it?". Dianne rubbed my leg and brushed her hand lightly against my crotch. "Well, here are some photos I took of your sexy wife today. I'm sorry about the quality, but I had to use our photo printer. You see we use a special photo lab that doesn't cause trouble if you're developing...say a photo of a woman having anal beads inserted into her rectum." Dianne grinned at me. "But it takes a bit longer to get those developed than I had time today. These are photos from a few hours ago..." and with that she opened the album at a bookmark titled 'Kathy'. The first photo showed Kathy in her running clothes looking surprised. "She thought she was going on a run, but we had other plans for her." The next few photos showed Kathy in Jeffs arms. He wore a long white bathrobe and was busy kissing her deeply and fondling her brests and ass. Kathy's eyes were shut and her expression exposed her excitement. "What were you wearing Dianne?" I asked. "Same as Jeff - a white robe with nothing underneath". The next photo clarified what she had just said. Kathy was smiling, her head titled back so that her eyes met Jeff, and her hand engulfed his erection which parted his robe. In the following photo Kathy was on her knees before him, her laughing face upturned at his and her hand pointing his cock at her face. However, the next photo was of Kathy looking startled straight at the camera, still on her knees holding onto Jeff's cock. "She tried joking with Jeff about performing felatio on him, and I had to snap her out of it. I reminded her of her position - our sex servant. She had just violated a section of the contract: The servant will immediately and vigorously suck any cock presented to her, and maintain constant eye contact with its owner until he reaches orgasm." I cleared my throat and asked Dianne in a raspy voice whether Kathy complied. "She didn't have that opportunity. I had Jeff put away his cock and reminded Kathy of the consequences: Failure to comply with any of the previous sections will cause a punishment to be assessed and imposed on the servant. Refusal to submit to punishment will result in the contract being null and void." "And what was her...punishment?" I whispered focusing again on Kathy's startled face. Dianne's nails danced up my spine to my nape. "Oh, we didn't punish her right away...but eventually Jeff spanked her." I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes I saw that Dianne had unbuttoned her white collared shirt. She was not wearing a bra. She had large nipples planted in the middles of a 12 year old girl's chest. Her flawless skin was stretched tight over a six-pack abdomen. I leaned forward and hungrily sucked her small breasts fully into my mouth. She stopped me and I pulled back. Both her nipples poked out hard and dark. "Why don't we get more comfortable?" she asked, then slid out of the pair of tight jeans she was wearing. She leaned back on the couch placing one foot up while planting the other on the floor. Her white underwear were soaked. I knelt before her, kissed her knee, then began to slowly lick her inner thigh eliciting a low moan. I pulled her panties aside with my fingers and ran my tongue over her trim bush. "Did you know Kathy likes getting spanked?" she asked me while I ran my tongue down her wet slit. I kept my eyes fixed on her beautiful ones and swallowed. "Of course. I introduced her to it, and I spank her sometimes when we're having sex." I answered and parted Dianne's labia with my fingers. "You're wrong." she stated and replaced my hands by parting her labia with her own fingers. "How so?" I asked and began seriously licking and tonguing her pussy. Dianne was silent for a few minutes with the exception of soft moans and words of encouragement. Finally I decided to insist on getting an answer. I stopped pressing the tip of my tongue to her clit, pulled her panties off completely, and returned to teasing her by licking her inner thighs. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded. "You haven't answered why I'm wrong about Kathy" I answered. "I'm sorry - it just felt too good. Keep going and I'll get to it.". Dianne placed a photo against her stomach. Kathy was standing naked in the center of their living room, her legs spread wide and her fingers laced behind her neck. It looked like she was waiting for a police officer to frisk her. Jeff was sitting in a deep leather couch before her. I shoved two fingers into Dianne's snatch, making her groan with pleasure. She placed another photo in front. Kathy was in the same position, her face red with embarrasement. Jeff had his arms around her, his hands spreading her butt cheeks with a finger resting against her anus. "Jeff was inspecting her when he ran into another violation. Kathy's anus was not lubricated: Before any planned encounter the servant will ensure that her rectum is as clean as possible and well lubricated. If necessary an enema should be administered." I pressed a finger against Dianne's anus and slowly started to push. It was slippery with her juices and went in easily. "Is your ass lubed, Dianne?" I teased her as I pushed deeper. "No, but your wife is the sex servant, not me. Besides, it's for her safety as well as our pleasure. She likes rough anal sex, and that can lead to accidents" Another photo appeard before my face. Kathy was in the same position but Jeff had spun her around to face the camera. He was grinning and spreading her pussy lips roughly. Kathy's face was red with a mix of shame and arousal. "Here she got caught violating yet another section of her contract: A servant will ensure that her body is completely free of any hair, including her legs, armpits, breasts, pussy and ass." My finger was burried in Diannes ass and I returned to licking her clit. "Why do you expect Dianne to shave. She keeps herself trim like you..." Dianne dug her nails into the back of my head, forcing me back between her legs. "Again, you miss the point. Kathy is our SEX SERVANT. She volunteered into this contract. And the point of her being shaved is safety as much as aesthetic - for her own good. When I drip hot candle was on her genitals she will be... 'happy' that she obeyed." Dianne grinned at me. Another photo appeared. Kathy was crawling toward the camera on her hands and knees. Hair covering half not quite hiding an expression of anxiety. "She made her fourth and final mistake here. See, she's crawling between my knees, on her way to the position you are in right now. But when she saw my pussy she hesitated: The servant will immediately and vigorously eat any pussy presented to her, and maintain constant eye contact with its owner until she reaches orgasm." Dianned shifted a little as I continued to lick her clit and moaned. "I slapped your silly wife right on her face and ordered her over to our dining room table. She actually started crying, but did as she was told." The photos placed in slow succession before me showed Kathy awaiting her punishment. She was bent at the waist over the expensive table, the muscles in her arms straining as she gripped onto its edges. Kathy's heavy breasts were mashed against the wood. Then Jeff stepped behind her. "Jeff started with twenty slaps to her ass. Each one a little bit stronger." The photo caught Kathy following a hard slap. Tears running down her face. She looked amazingly sexy. "What did you mean by me not being the first one. Do I not count because I didn't use as much force as Jeff?" I asked while slowly fingering her holes. "No....mmmm...that feels nice...No, your wife got her first spanking from a female vice principal at the prep school she went to." My heart leaped at this image and I began furiously pumping Dianne with my fingers. She looked like she was getting ready to come so I began sucking lightly on her clit. "When I have Kathy to myself I am going to remind her of that experience...I'm going to use a paddle on her...her ass is going to sting...uh!..much more than with Jeff...oh god!". "How do you know this?!" I felt I was safe enough asking Dianne more since she was so close to coming. "She traded ten slaps from the forty I planned for her...a little...revelation. for a little...less pain...now finish the job!" Within seconds Dianne came, practically lifting off the couch and onto my face. After calming down from her orgasm Dianne began kissing and licking her juices off my face and rubbing my cock with her hand. "Do you think Jeff is eating Kathy's pussy right now?" I asked her. She looked at me shocked for a few seconds, then burst out laughing. Then she resumed her handjob. "No, ...you still don't get what your wife wants...but you will. Take off your shirt!" I complied and Dianne bent her head to lick my nipple. "Your wife, right now, .... is being fucked silly. Do you want me to call and ask Jeff if he's doing her face? ...or her pussy? ...or her ass? ...or maybe those pretty tits?". "yes" I whispered, and sucked in my breath as she bit down on my hard nipple. Dianne stood up. "strip down and start masturbating." she ordered me, and reached for the phone. She dialed a number, let it ring a couple of times and hung up. She walked toward me, turned and stuck her ass in my face. "Why don't you lick my asshole while I talk to Jeff?, but don't you stop touching yourself!", Dianne suggested. I grabbed her tight left butt cheek with my left hand and pulled it aside. Dianne spread her legs as the phone rang , allowing me better access. I swirled my tongue around her puckered hole. "Hi Jeff! my young lover had a question about how his wife is doing... Oh? really. That's too bad...make sure you put them on tight. And did you do the tour?...mmm...nice... Did she come yet? ...twice? excellent. One more on the way? great! tell her he's doing a beautiful job servicing me too. Don't forget to tighten those clamps... Yes, she needs to learn. later husband!". Dianne hung up and tossed the receiver onto the couch. "Your poor wife is mad at you." she said and laughed. "What did I do now?" I asked and returned to tonguing Dianne's anus. "Oh, she was enjoying a good hard dogie style fucking and was asking Jeff to put it in her ass when you called. So he had to stop. She tried tossing the phone out of his hand so he had to pin her down and put a pair of handcuffs on her. Then he put nipple clamps on her to teach her a lesson." I kept licking and we stopped talking for a while when Dianne continued. "He's already fucked her tits and she asked him to come over her nipples. Then she sucked him until he was ready to go again and he's been fucking her from behind ever since." The image of my horny wife on her hands and knees, egging Jeff to fuck her harder and harder flashed in my head and brought a lump to my throat. I kept licking Dianne's anus while she rubbed her clit. "He's probably going to keep her tied up while he violates her ass...can you imagine her, on her knees...Jeff pulling her back by her cuffed wrists and pounding her ass, ...with her large breasts bouncing, ...the chain connecting her nipple clamps swaying with each thrust,...oh fuck, I think I'm going to come again soon!". I started licking faster and harder, tracing her anus with my tongue. After a few more minutes Dianne moaned "Oh! and he promised to come on her face when he's done!...I'm coming!!!". Dianne shook as another orgasm gripped her, then collapsed to her knees. "You poor thing! you must have blue balls by now. Let me take care of you!" she offered, and I didn't resist as she swallowed my aching cock in her mouth. I touched her hair with my fingers, and Dianne slapped my hand away. "lace your fingers and put your hands behind your head!" she ordered me, and pushed her hair away from her face. I did as she demanded and enjoyed the release of having this sexy woman pleasuring me. Every once in a while she'd stop and ask me a question. "So do you mind if your wife services me next?" she inquired while inserting a finger into my anus. "Do you think she'll like it if I drip hot wax on her tits?" she asked and started moving her finger in and out. "What if I want to drip wax from a candle all over her pussy lips?, ...do you think I'll get to hear her scream?". I couldn't believe how turned on I was hearing Dianne describe how she was going to torture my wife. I could never do such things to Kathy, but the thought of Dianne doing them was such a turn-on. "I'll bring her into a candle lit room and tie her down, but it won't be just to establish the mood. I'm going to paint her beautiful body with hot wax dripped from colorful candles!" Dianne exclaimed and sunk her mouth back onto my cock. "I'm going to come Dianne!" I shouted out, and she lifted her head at the last second, my come shooting all over my stomach. Dianne smiled an evil smile and began licking my body clean of semen. Then she got dressed, while I took the album into my hands. "I'm going to go home and rush your slutty wife back over here. Take some time to look through the album together. I know you'll enjoy it." She kissed me and I tasted my come on her tongue. She turned around and walked out without looking back.