I decided to go ahead and post this second part because the first one is so short. I realize that the first two sections are teasers without a whole lot of action, but I am working on the refining the third part which, I promise you, is not. It is much longer than the first two and has a lot of punch.
Once again I want to offer fair warning to those that do not like stories involving minors. This one does so if that is not to your taste then please do not read.
I also think that it is important to mention the wonder woman that I wrote this story for. She is my inspiration, my encourager, and the one that "keeps me in line," because of her my stories are much better than they were before, with much more purpose and a better sense of direction. I don't know what I would do without her. (Chapter three is specifically for her).
I do ask that, if you have time, please take the time to let me know what you think. I am especially interested if for some reason you don't like the story. Constructive criticism is always helpful.
Thank you and enjoy.
I couldn't believe my ears. It took me a while to digest what had just happened. My mind kept going over and over the insinuation that my wife had made. “You have to do whatever your dad tells you no matter what.” Did she just trust that I didn't want too much? The truth was that I didn't even really know how much I would want. My daughter had put her crotch in my face earlier that day, and I didn't back away. I didn't act disgusted because I wasn't disgusted. What I wanted to do was bring her to the floor and feel how tight she was. I wanted to take her virginity. My mind hadn't even entirely wrapped itself around that fact yet. The truth was that I really and truly didn't know how far I would want her to go.
That night I took out some aggression on Shay. I used my voucher, and tied her up. It was wonderful. I had spent the first fifteen years of our marriage holding back on my desires, and I finally was figuring out that I didn't have to. I started off going easy on her, just testing the waters. Trying to see just how far I could push it. I lightly punished her just to see what her reaction would be, and she enjoyed it. I pinched her nipples harder than I thought would be comfortable, and she moaned with pleasure. I slapped her thighs and smacked her pussy, and she begged for more. I burned candles and let the wax drip onto different parts of her body and she squealed and squirmed and moaned and came. I ended the session by fucking her in the ass and then making her suck my dick clean.
She loved every second of it.
I fell in love all over again.
I used the slave part a couple of nights later. At first I wasn't sure how I wanted to use it. I wanted to be creative with it. I knew that there was nothing that I couldn't ask for my wife sexually that she wouldn't just do for me anyway. I didn't need a voucher to get her to suck my dick, and swallow. I found out Christmas night that I could even get her to do it right after I fucked her in the ass. I knew that it would be enjoyable just to have her serve my every need all day long, but in truth most of the time she kind of did that for me anyway. I wanted something out of the ordinary, and something that would stimulate us both in the bedroom.
It finally came to me.
Shay's Veterinary Clinic was throwing their yearly Christmas party. I would use it then.
We had been to many Christmas parties together over the years, and Shay was always professional and reserved. She joked and bantered and stuff, but she mainly behaved herself. That wasn't always the case with some of her associates though. She actually worked with a pretty wild bunch and their parties sometimes got a little wild.
This year she was going to get a little wild too. She was going to be my slave and therefore she would have to do exactly what I said.
I waited until we were on our way to spring it on her. I was driving and while we were stopped at a light I reached into my jacket pocket, pulled out the voucher with the slave order, and handed it to her.
“What? Tonight? I don't get it Jack.”
“You don't have to get it silly,” I said. “But you do have to do whatever I say.”
“Okay. I'll play along.”
“That's I'll play along master.”
“Am I going to have to call you that all night?”
“Good girl. Now take off your panties, and your bra.”
“Really? Ja... I mean master. I'm wearing a silk blouse.”
“Do it, or be punished.”
She did it. I thought it was pushing the dressing slutty thing that she was so concerned about, but she wasn't showing skin so I thought I was within her limits. It turned out I was right.
As we walked up the sidewalk to the hall she was nervous and giddy, and not self conscious. She fucked up though. She kept mentioning a guy named Jace, and talking about hoping that he didn't show up and see her like that. I knew that it really meant that she secretly hoped he was. I am not the jealous type. I hoped he was too. I knew if he was there he was going to see a whole new side of my wife.
Just before we walked into the hall I grabbed Shay's arm.
“You are not allowed to say no,” I informed her.
“Huh? I don't get it.”
“You will. Just remember. Whatever happens you are not allowed to say no.”
“Um. Okay master.”
We got inside, and hung our coats up. I noticed that after Shay had removed her bra she had buttoned her blouse up all the way instead of leaving the top two buttons undone like she had when we left. It gave me an idea.
We walked into the main part of the hall. As usual her company had gone all out for the event. There were actually seven different clinics connected to the main company so there were at least sixty people there in all. We started looking around for our table, and we saw a few of her friends waving us over. Jace was one of them.
Shay instinctively crossed her arms as we started to approach the table. I grabbed her arm and stopped her.
I leaned in and whispered into her ear.
“You have just earned your first punishment for covering up your nipples. Unbutton your top button,” I said. I smiled inside feeling very accomplished.
She pursed her lips.
“Shit. That's what you meant by punishment. Okay. Let me go to the...”
“No!” I demanded, “I want you to do it now and in front of them. Don't delay either, or it will be two.”
She obeyed my command and loosed a button, and then continued walking.
I watched as her friends gave each other a confused glance, but by the time we got to the table they had forgotten all about it.
There were four people sitting at the table as we walked up. Jace was sitting in the center of the square table. There were two women in their early twenties, and a slim middle aged white guy that wore his white shirt with his tie loosened and his collared flipped up.
The two girls were both cute, light skinned women with brown eyes, and big laughing smiles. I knew that they were both Shareah's assistants. They were both light hearted, and fun, but they were also very good at their jobs. They loved the animals that came in and if an emergency came up, they were both very capable. Shareah was proud to work with both of them.
Jace had his arm around both of the girls, and his smile spread from ear to ear. Shareah and I both sat down. I couldn't help but notice that the eyes of both guys, and both girls were nailed to Shareah's chest. I glanced over myself to see what had drawn their attention.
Shareah was wearing a purple silk blouse, and without a bra on and every detail of her hard nipples was transferred through the thin material. Shareah wasn't ignorant of the attention she was getting. She glanced down herself, and blushed.
A big part of me couldn't wait until Shay made another mistake. Something that would allow me to make her undo another button. I couldn't wait for that though, or at least I didn't want to. I put my hand on her leg and began caressing, intentionally bringing the hem of her skirt higher on her leg. She gave me a nervous smile.
Collar boy was sitting on our side of the table, and his attention went from one of the girl's in Jace's arms to me and Shay and the leg that was now partially exposed. I ran my hand up and down her bare leg until her skirt was pushed up as far as it would go. Shay leaned over to me and whispered.
“Stop it,” through gritted teeth.
“Nope,” I said. “I'm having too much fun.”
“Please master. This is a work function and I have to see these people every day.”
I winked at her and brought my hand to her shoulder bringing her in close. “I won't go too far. Just enough to have some fun. Relax.”
We chatted with everyone at the table. We were joined by another couple that I didn't recognize, but Shay seemed to know them pretty well. She introduced them as Mr. and Mrs. Crasken. They seemed relatively uptight, and didn't talk much.
About fifteen minutes into the conversation Shay lost track of the situation and scooted her chair in, which broke one of my rules. I stood up, leaned into her ear and whispered, “hitting the head. When I get back I expect your chair to be pulled back out, and another button undone.”
I went to the bathroom, and walked around to see what all was around. A majority of the room was just the tables where everyone was sitting and chatting it up. There was a stage set up down the center aisle, and there was room enough for a dance floor in between the two ends of tables. There was a bar at one end so I headed that way to get me a drink. I got a beer for me and a margarita for Shay, and headed back to the table.
Collar boy must have already had a few too many because he was pulled right up cozy close to my wife, and from what I could tell had a hand on her leg. I didn't bother me that a guy had a hand on my wife's leg, but there was something about that guy, and it did bother me that the guy was him.
I walked up, and collar guy about shit his pants. His hand flew from Shay's leg, and I noticed that he had pushed the skirt up on her other leg. It kind of surprised me that this guy could be so bold and fondle my wife who was essentially his boss with me in the room. I shot him an angry dirty look. He excused himself, and moved to another table.
I sat back down next to Shay, and sat her drink in front of her on the table. Everyone was quiet at first, but Jace quickly broke the silence.
“Man by the look on your face I thought for sure you were gonna beat his a'ass.”
“Thought about it,” I said with a smile. “Been different if it was you. For some reason I don't like that guy.”
They all agreed and we had a good laugh about it.
I could tell that Shay was relieved that I came back when I did. I was too, and I think everyone else was just as happy about it.
“So what made him think he could get away with that anyway?”
“Shi'it, he's been trying his damndest to get into your wife's pants since he got there. He thinks he is a real ladies man. Irresistible. He's always “accidentally” rubbing up against the girls.”
Jace had an easy way about him, and I was actually enjoying listening to him tell the story even though the subject was annoying.
“Your wife pulled her chair out and unbuttoned the top because she's warm, and he took it as an invite.”
“What a dick,” I said.
“Yeah, he pretty much a fool.” Jace said.
The mood was back to being light, and fun. My hand went back to Shay's leg. She looked at me and smiled. I couldn't help but to wink at her. She mocked a kiss, and spread her legs for me a little. I looked at her blouse, and her nipples were hard again. Two buttons definitely wasn't enough, and I found myself wanting at least one more. Four would be a real treat, but I didn't think that I was going to push it that far.
My chance came when the meal was brought to our table. Shay grabbed napkin and draped it like an apron. I gave her leg a firm squeeze. She knew the drill. She unbuttoned a third button, opening her top considerably and providing a nice view of her cleavage. Her nipples were as hard as a rock, and I found myself wishing that I could snap a photo.
The D.J. Went into full swing as soon as dinner was done. The group that I was sitting with was all about the D.J. It was their favorite part. Shareah loved to dance, and that's where the final lap of my plan would be run.
Jace and all of the girls got up and headed for the dance floor. I got up and headed to the bar. Dancing wasn't really my thing. I was happy to just let them have that fun. The girls had other plans though. Shay and Samantha each snatched a hand and dragged me with them.
They pulled me to the edge of the dance floor and the girls both took positions, one in front, and one behind me. Shay was in front and started grinding her ass into me. Amanda was behind me doing the same. I went with it. I put one hand on Shay's ass, and one on Amanda's. Both women had nice firm asses, and I figured why not take full advantage of the opportunity.
Bridgette was with Jace who had both of his hands on her ass. I looked around and we were the only ones being that lude, but nobody seemed to notice us. After a few minutes both girls came to my front taking positions on either hip and my hands immediately went to their asses again. I was startled at how erotic it was to have another woman's ass in my hand—especially with my wife right their. The women's asses were both planted firmly against my erection, and both girls were pressed as tightly against me as they could be while still keeping time with the music.
Shay's face came in close and I couldn't help but to kiss her deeply, our tongues meshed and flowed and danced. After about fifteen seconds Amanda grabbed my head, turned it, and kissed me just as deeply. Her lips were soft and her tongue was pointier than Shays, but the kiss was good. I felt Shay start to grind into my leg hard trying to stimulate her unwrapped clit. She obviously didn't mind me kissing her underling.
It wasn't long after that and Jace appeared at our side. He grabbed Shay's hand and was trying to pull her to him. She looked at him, and shook her head no.
I spun her around, pulled her into me, and unbuttoned two more buttons.
“I told you. You can't say no to anyone tonight.” Then I gently pushed her toward Jace. Her shirt was opened quite a bit and she was very conscious of it. She went to him and used him to cover her gaping shirt. Bridgette came to me and took Shay's place knowing that Jace would want to focus completely on Shareah.
I watched as both of Jace's hands went to Shay's ass, and his hips began working into her. He wasn't just grinding her, but humping into her, and Shareah's eyes began to close telling me that he was hitting the mark.
Even with a gorgeous red head, and a blonde in my arms, I still couldn't keep my eyes off of what was unfolding in front of me. Shareah had pretty much collapsed into his embrace. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and their mouths were pressed tightly together, but the strength had run out of her legs. He was basically holding her up and I could see the muscles in his ass tighten and loosen as he dry humped my wife. They were completely surrounde d by other dancers who, somehow, remained oblivious to the obscene display.
With an act of boldness that far surpassed mine Jace unbuttoned her last button and opened her front completely. He bent and sucked a nipple into his mouth before Shareah came to her senses, pulled his head away and quickly pressed herself back into him. Jace went back to dry humping her and I watched as both hers and his body began to twitch while they were still “dancing.”
I knew that was the high light so I kissed both of my dance partners and guided them over to Jace and Shay so that we could give Shareah enough cover to button herself up. A sense of relief came over her as we all gathered around them, putting our arms and forming a kind of huddle. Shay closed up her blouse, and dragged me back out to the car.
“Oh my God Jack. I can't believe I just did that,” she said as I reached out to open her door. I'm so sorry. I kind of got lost in the moment and I know I took it too far. Please forgive me.”
I brought her to me and kissed her deeply. “You were perfect Shay. That was awesome and I don't want you to apologize to me for that again.”
“But Jack. He actually gave me an orgasm. I don't think that's what you were going for, but I couldn't help it. His dick was friggin huge and I just couldn't help it. No wonder those two can't stop fucking him.”
I opened the door and let her into the car.
“Your right about it not being what I was going for, but Shay... It was better than what I was going for. Trust me. I loved it.”
“Ask yourself the same question Shay. When I kissed Amanda it made you kind of hot right?”
“Actually yeah... I guess it kind of did.”
“See!” I said triumphantly.
We discussed the possibility of going back in, but decided that we'd both had enough for the night. We went back home knowing that sex tonight was going to be hotter than ever.
Cherish was waiting for us when we got home.
She ran up and hugged Shareah's waist.
“Mommy,” She pouted. “I couldn't sleep. I had a bad dream.”
Shareah hugged her back. “Awe. Come on let's get you back into bed.”
“Are you both coming?”
Shay looked at me and I shrugged. I scooped Cherish up and we all headed to her room. I laid Cherish on the bed and climbed in next to her Shay climbed in with us. We all barely fit, but with both girls laying half on top of me it was a cozy cuddle-fest.
Cherish started to fall asleep almost immediately, which was good because Shay got hers, but I had yet to get mine. I was eager to get her alone. We waited five more minutes, and then I signaled to Shay to get up. I scooted to the center of the bed.
It was too early though. Cherish, who was normally a deep sleeper, woke up and begged us to stay. Shay was standing next to the bed, and now I was in the center with Cherish's head on my chest. She immediately started to drift back off, but I was trapped.
“I'm going to bed,” Shay whispered. “Kind of whipped from all the excitement.”
I shook my head no.
Try to stop me.”
“Your not finished until you have finished me,” I said.
At first she didn't get my meaning. The whole slave thing was left at the party, but as far as I was concerned it was still in effect. It hadn't even turned midnight.
“But you might be stuck there all night,” she whispered.
“Use your mouth,” I said. “She won't wake up.”
“Your kidding.... Right?”
Cherish sat back up and rubbed her eyes. She started to get up. She looked at me through groggy eyes, started to scoot toward the bottom of the bed. Shay and I looked at each other in confusion and then back to Cherish who rethought whatever it was that she was doing. She laid back down cuddling me again, but this time her head was on my stomach.
“Sorry babe, but you are stuck for quite a while. She'll be in and out for half the night.” She gave me an evil grin and started to turn toward the door.
“Stop slave,” I whispered loudly. She wasn't getting out of it that easy. I wasn't giving up on getting mine.
Shareah turned back toward me. I gave her the come here finger. She did. I pulled on her arm with my free hand. I couldn't believe that I was about to suggest this, but I wanted to at least get a blow job before she went to bed even if it meant doing it right then and there with Cherish's head in my lap. In a way I thought the idea was kind of intriguing.
She got onto her knees. I reached up and grabbed the back of her head and brought it to within a few inches of my bulging crotch. Looked at me with a questioning look. I nodded my head yes. She thought for a second, reached up and slowly worked my zipper free and worked me out through my fly.
She stroked my dick with her hand keeping her eyes intently on Cherish. My heart pounded like a sledge pounding cement. Shay lowered her mouth to my dick and licked my sensitive pee hole. She took a few inches into her mouth and bobbed slightly up and down on the first few inches of me.
Then she got brave. She looked at me and smiled slightly, pulling my dick out of her mouth. She pointed it a little toward Cherish and raised her eyebrows at me. I gave her the “I don't know what your getting at look,” and she lowered the head of my dick even more toward our daughter's face.
With my dick fully hard and Cherish's head on my stomach if she went any further I would be touching her face. She waited for a reaction from me, but I gave her none. If she was going to do this she was going to do it on her own without any prompting from me.
She continued on bending my shaft a little and I felt Cherish's lips brush against my head. I could feel her breath as it was expelled against my sensitive skin. Shay directed me to Cherishes partially opened mouth and then released some of the pressure allowing my dick to straighten back out and pushing my head into my daughter's mouth.
Cherish began smacking her lips together against the head of my dick but Shay didn't pull me back out. She just left me in there. Soon my nine year old was sucking me like it was a pacifier. I could feel myself getting ready to blow. I tried to signal to Shareah. She saw me... Knew that I was close but she made no move to get me out of Cherish's mouth.
At first that is. Shay knew me as well as I knew myself. She waited until the last second and then pulled me out of cherish's mouth and put me in hers. I blew my load, and Shay took most of it, leaving only my last spurt. She pinched that one off until my head was pointed back at Cherish and let that one go. I heard Cherish smacking her lips in her sleep.
Then Shay tucked me safely back into my pants, turned and left the room.