From the last story
They put their stuff together and were gone in 30 minutes. Jack promised to let me know what happened and made Louise promise to write down everything that they did, with details, and email it to us. Cindy was ecstatic. She loved reading erotica, and now she was going to have a personal interest and reason for reading it.
After they left we had dinner, talked, and went to bed. Cindy asked me to eat her pussy because she was still worked up. It was a tough job, but I was up to the task!

I came home later that week, on a Thursday and found my wife, Cindy, and her friends Diane and Becky at the table, naked and playing cards. I had seen them all naked before and had sex with all of them, but this was something different. I asked what was going on.

“We’re playing strip poker.” Cindy smiled and giggled. The other two giggled as well.

They were all already naked. “But you are all already naked, so what’s the point?”

“Well, now we are betting other things.”

“Like what?” Now my interest was peaked.

“Nothing much, just things you have to perform. You missed it when Diane had to eat Becky’s ass until she orgasmed. You would have liked that.”

My dick was definitely hard now. “Yes, I would have. It’s too bad I got home so late.”

“Yes, it is, because they both have dates tonight and have to leave in about 15 minutes. Guess you’ll just have to settle for fucking your horny wife!” She grinned at me and flashed me her pussy.

Well, sometimes life is really rough and you have to perform your husbandly duties whether you want to or not… yeah, right! Like fucking my tight-bodied little wife was tough! She had turned into a bisexual dynamo and I loved it.

The other two ladies left and my wife and I had pretty hot, but normal sex. When it was over, it was only about 9:30 and I was watching some college football on ESPN. She turned to me and watched for a minute. “Who are you rooting for?”

“I’m rooting for State.”

She looked at me. “Wanna bet on the game?”

“Bet? You don’t even watch football.”

“Yes, but it’s tied now and I’ll take the other team and we’ll make a bet.”

“What kind of bet did you have in mind?” I sneered at her, thinking that it would be something trivial.

She grinned at me. “Let’s see…. How about this? I have a conference coming up a week from Friday for Friday afternoon thru Sunday morning. If I win you have to go with me and be my slave from the time we arrive at the hotel until we leave.”

I stared at her. This was completely unexpected. “What? What made you think of that?”

“It’s something that I know a controller like you will have trouble with, so that’s what I want. Now what is it you would want if you win?”

I thought long and hard about it, but I was having trouble coming up with anything. I was still too shocked by her desire to make me a slave for two days; something she had never even expressed before. “Well, if I have to spend a weekend as your slave if I lose; I think if I win, it’s only fair that you go an entire week wearing skirts and blouses without bras and panties, and you meet me for lunch every day and do whatever I say… in public or private.”

She stared at me. “Wow! That’s interesting.” She stared at me for a second, but seemed to have no trouble making up her mind. “Okay, it’s a bet. No welching either. Whatever happens, we have to do it. Agreed?” She put out her hand to shake on it.

“Agreed!” I shook her hand.

We watched the game and it was a close one all the way. When my team went up 3 with 1:45 to play, I started to breathe easier. She knew that I was the type that always had to be in control and that it would be difficult for me to give that up. The thing I bet was probably not as difficult for her, but I didn’t have much time to think about it. I knew what she was doing. She was trying to get me out of my comfort zone. I needed to come up with something better next time to push her limits. Unfortunately, my team committed a personal foul on the kickoff return and suddenly her team was 30 yards away from the end zone with two timeouts and 55 seconds on the clock. It was an eternity in football. Sure enough they managed to score a touchdown and send me to defeat. I sat there for a minute, stunned.

Cindy just sat there and grinned. “Wow! I get to have my own personal slave next weekend. It’s going to be fun!”

I couldn’t really get my mind around what she might do to me, but I was apprehensive anyway.

When the next Friday finally came, I had taken the day off so that we could leave and drive the 300 miles to the conference. Cindy was energized and bouncing around, gloating. “I am going to have so much fun playing with my slave this weekend. I can’t wait to see what I come up with.” Yeah, like she didn’t already have something in mind! “Oh, don’t bother packing any underwear. You will not be allowed to wear any this weekend.” I stared at her. She had asked me to pack some of my light dress pants. With those on and no underwear, my dick would be plainly visible a lot of the time. She smiled at me. “This is going to be so fun!”

“Yeah, I can’t wait.”

“Hey!” She pulled me in front of her. “No welching on the bet. Remember, that I’m your wife of 20 years. I won’t do anything that will get you hurt.” I would have relaxed, but then her grin turned positively evil. “But I will push your limits this weekend!”

My anxiety grew as I drove and we approached the hotel. Cindy seemed to get more animated and excited, which heightened my anxiety.

Finally, we pulled in front and she smiled at me. “Remember, once you get out of this car, you are mine to do with as I please.”

“Okay.” I started to turn to open the door and get out.

She put her hand on my arm and I turned to face her. “While we are here, that’s ‘Yes, ma’am’ to you!”

I stared at her. Butterflies were flitting everywhere in my stomach. I hesitated, but finally said it. “Yes, ma’am.”

She released my arm and we got out. I went around and opened the trunk and took out our two suitcases. She just started strolling into the hotel, leaving me with them both. Shit! She was definitely going to push my buttons.

I entered the hotel and went up beside her at the front desk. She had already provided her name and the name of the conference since they had reserved a block of rooms. The pretty little receptionist checked everything and handed her a card. She took the card and filled it out. The receptionist handed her the room keycards. She then turned to me, handed me one of the cards, and said so that the young female receptionist could hear. “Dennis, take the suitcases upstairs, unpack them, strip, and then draw me a bath. I’m going to have a drink and will be up in a minute.” She grinned at me, waiting for me to answer as the receptionist stood there.

“Yes, ma’am.” I blushed.

I looked over and the receptionist’s eyes went wide. She had no idea that my wife was playing this up for her.

Cindy turned to her. “If you start when they’re young, it’s much easier to train them.”

I flinched at that, but turned to go upstairs. Fortunately, I would never have to be back to this hotel. Cindy gave me a light smack on the ass and I turned as I walked away. She was grinning and winked at me. The receptionist had her mouth open in shock.

I didn’t say anything, but I was shocked that Cindy was being so open about this. I did as she had asked and the bath was filling with water and I was sitting on the bed naked when the door opened. Cindy came around the corner grinning. Then another woman turned the corner and I stared like a deer in the headlights of a car. She was gorgeous, but grinning and giggling at my predicament. I was sitting on the bed, trying to cover my crotch while she stared.

“See. I told you. He lost a bet and is my slave for the weekend. Hey slave, stand up and stop covering the merchandise. This is a friend of mine, Mary, from the last conference and I promised her a free show.”

I was fuming, angry, and excited. I slowly rose to my feet and put my hands at my side. I was blushing again.

Cindy walked over and took my dick in her hand. It started firming up. “See, he has a nice dick. It’s just the right size for me. What do you think?”

The woman stared for a second and licked her lips. “Nice!”

“Well come over here and check it out before you pass judgment!”

Mary tentatively approached me and put out her hand. Cindy dropped my dick and Mary lightly put her hand around it. It jerked a little and started rising more as the blood flowed in.

Cindy was really enjoying this. “Look at it grow. It’s a really nice dick whether you want to suck it or fuck it with your ass or pussy.”

Mary looked up at Cindy a little in shock, but didn’t remove her hand.

Cindy turned toward the bathroom. “Looks like the tub it almost ready. Slave, come finish getting me ready for my bath.”

I slowly removed Mary’s hand from my dick as it seemed she didn’t want to let it go. I went in and shut off the water. I came back out and they were both sitting on the bed. Cindy stood up.

“Undress me, slave.”

I started undressing her and Mary stood. “I’ll see you later. The first get together is a social at 7pm.”

“Wait!” Cindy stopped her and I stopped for a second. “Not you, slave, finish undressing me.” I removed her blouse and she had no bra on. I was working her pants down over her hips. “You can stay, Mary. I want you to see something before you go.” I finished stripping her pants off and then I worked on her panties. They came right off.

“Are you sure?” Mary had finished watching me undress Cindy before asking.

“Absolutely. My slave will entertain us while I bathe.”

Cindy walked into the bathroom and slowly climbed in the tub. “Mmmm. It’s just the right temperature, slave.” She settled all the way in and it covered her to her neck. Mary was standing at the doorway watching and I was standing next to the tub.

“I just want to relax in here for a minute and both Mary and I want to see you cum, slave.”

I stared at her.

“Well, c’mon. Get to jerking that thing. We want to see you spurt into my bathwater, right Mary?”

I looked over and Mary was a little stunned. “Uh… yeah… sure.”

I looked back at my wife and she smiled and winked at me. Fuck! I was going to jack off in front of this stranger and we had only been in the hotel for about 30 minutes. I had very seldom jacked off in front of my wife and never in front of another woman.

I took my dick in my hand and tried to think of fucking Becky in the ass. I wanted to think of something far away from this and my wife right now. It was a good image and I was hard and starting to feel good about cumming.

“Open your eyes!” Cindy spoke firmly. She looked over at Mary. “Mary, have you ever held a dick when it shoots off?”

Mary looked at my dick and back at Cindy. “No.”

“Well, come over here.” Mary advanced the last couple of steps up next to me. “I want you to finish him off. Just jack off his dick, I’m sure you know how to do that, and reach up under his ass and play with his balls. He loves that.”

Mary did just that and I started thrusting into her hand. Her hand was smooth, soft, and firm.

I looked at her face and she gave me a sheepish grin. I was getting close and she could tell. I looked down at Cindy and she winked at me again. I was thrusting and Mary was jacking me and playing with my balls. Oh, fuck! I grunted and shot my spunk all the way across the tub onto the far wall, the second and third shots landed in the water and then the rest just flowed out all over Mary’s hand. She didn’t seem to care.

“Nice, slave. Thanks for the hand, Mary.” Cindy giggled at her pun.

Mary grinned at both of us and finally released my dick. “It was fun. I don’t think my husband would ever do that.”

I looked up at her suddenly, realizing that she was married. She stared back.

“Shhh.” She put her cum covered fingers to her mouth and shushed me. “We don’t have to tell him, right, Cindy?”

“That’s right.”

Mary then made a show of licking her fingers. Cindy watched closely. When Mary was done she looked down at Cindy and then at my shrinking dick. “Thanks. See you later.” She left.

Cindy smiled up at me. “You did very well, my husband. I know this surprised you and that you have never had a woman just jack you off like that, but it was very interesting. The rest of the conference will be even better, I assure you.”

“Well, that was definitely different.”

Cindy laughed. “And you don’t know Mary at all. She has the biggest mouth at the conference!”

I stared at her. “You mean you think she’s going to tell everyone about this?!?” I was incredulous.

“At least her close friends. We may have some more ladies come over tonight.” She smiled. “Now go into the other room and relax and watch some TV. I’ll be out in a minute and we can get dressed for the happy hour.”

I went and did that, wondering what was next.

We arrived at the happy hour at 7:30 and it was in full force. My wife worked at a makeup company, so probably 90% of the people at the conference were women. She had dressed me in some light dress pants and a polo. Any stirring at all in my groin was going to be obvious. Cindy was wearing a pretty short skirt, dress shirt, and some nice heels, which she had made me put on her, and nothing else. She looked divine and I wanted to jump her bones.

“Cindy!” I heard Mary over the din of the room. Oh, shit, here we go.

Cindy grabbed my hand and led me over there. Mary was standing by a small back booth. “I got a back circular booth like you said. Nobody else I know is here yet.”

Cindy turned to me. “Sit in the back of the booth.” I did.

We had drinks and Cindy and Mary talked and laughed and didn’t include me in any of the conversation. Finally, about 8:30 several more women that they knew from these conferences had joined us. I was in the back of the booth and they were all standing in front of it so it was like I wasn’t even there. I felt like a mushroom, being kept in the dark. Since it was so loud by now, I couldn’t hear a thing that was being said, but suddenly I felt eyes on me and I looked up. Mary and Cindy were talking into the ears of a couple of other women and they were staring at me. Shit! Here we go….

Cindy put her hand out and leaned down so that I could hear her. I took her hand and she spoke to me. “Go up to the room, strip, and lay on the bed. We’ll be up in a minute.”

I stared at her for a second and she just waited for me to move. Finally, I stood up and made my way thru the crowd. She had said ‘we’. Fuck, she was bringing at least Mary along.

I stripped and lay on the bed. I turned on the TV and was watching sports when, about 45 minutes later, the women entered. I sat up suddenly and made sure I looked decent (covering my dick) as six women filed into the room. Cindy led them all over to the bed. “Ladies, meet my slave. Slave, these are my friends.” She pointed to each woman. “Mary, Louise, Roberta, Jenny, and Sarah.” I checked them out. Mary was about 5’5″, nicely built, auburn hair. Louise was about 5’9″, a tall, willowy brunette. Roberta was short at about 5’1″ and probably weighed about 140. She was a little heavy, with big tits. Jenny was small and tight, like my Cindy. Sarah was the bad girl. She was about 5’8″, very skinny, goth-like in all black clothes, dark makeup, short cropped hair, and several piercings in each ear and one in her eyebrow.

I didn’t say anything at first, and then Cindy reached over and smacked me on the thigh very hard. “Hey, slave, get up and greet each of these ladies with a kiss!”

I stood up tentatively and started with Mary. I said hello and gave each a little peck. When I got to Sarah, she reached down and grabbed my dangling dick. “Looks pretty good.” She grinned. I blushed and lowered my head.

Mary was carrying a bag and put it on the counter. “Okay, ladies, tonight its scotch night. I have a good bottle of Macallans that we can drink.” I wondered how drunk they were going to get. They all appeared to already be flushed from drinking in the lounge.

Cindy turned to me. “Slave, we need some ice for our scotch. Run to the ice machine and get some ice.”

I stared at her. I looked down at my nakedness and back up at her.

She grinned. “Better hurry!”

I looked at all the women and they were grinning at me. I grabbed the ice bucket and headed for the door. Fuck! I didn’t know how I was going to do this. I was embarrassed already, my dick was semi-hard from Sarah’s grope, and I had to get to the ice machine and back without getting caught by some hotel security guard. I had never been naked in public in my life. It was not my thing.

I started to turn back toward the room, but Cindy was right there. “C’mon honey.” She was whispering in my ear. “Honor the bet!”

I shot daggers at her with my look, opened the door, and stepped out. It was still early, so maybe everyone would stay in the lounge a little longer. I raced to the right where I had seen the sign for the ice machine. I stepped into a little room to fill the bucket. So far, so good. I filled the bucket and was heading back to the room when a door just past our room opened and two women stepped out. They turned to walk my direction and froze. I walked as fast as I could to our room. They were two doors further up and just stood there. My dick, still a little chubby, was slapping back and forth on my thighs and I cringed at them seeing me like this. I was never an exhibitionist, so I knew I was turning bright red. I tried not to look up. I reached our door and looked at it. Fuck! I was naked and had no key. I knocked on the door and waited. I glanced to the right, seeing their feet approaching and the two ladies were coming my way. I could feel their eyes on me, but I couldn’t look up at them.

“Looks like someone left something in his room.” One of them spoke.

“Yeah, but it’s good for us. I haven’t seen a naked man in a hallway in… well… never!” They both laughed.

I knocked again and finally the door opened. Cindy grinned at me and looked out. The two women were just even with me. She waved. “Hi, ladies. Just having a party with my little slave here.”

They laughed as they passed behind me. One of them turned. “Not too little, though, huh?”

“Nope, just right.” She stepped back and I entered. I was so embarrassed that I’m sure I was completely red. I put the bucket on the dresser and sat on the bed. I tried not to look at anyone. Cindy was recounting the story to the other ladies and they loved it. I was so humiliated at being forced to do this. This had never been done to me before and I wasn’t really a fan of it.

Cindy came over and kneeled down in front of me, grinning rudely. When she saw the humiliation in my eyes and that I wouldn’t look at her, she softened. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “I love you dearly. This is all in good fun. Please don’t quit now. Honor the bet.”

She knew that my friends and I never welched on a bet and she was counting on me here. I nodded.

She stood up and returned to being the dominate bitch. “Okay, slave, lay flat on the bed on your back.” I did, trying to remember that this was my wife of 20 years and that she had just told me that she loved me. She went to her suitcase while the women all ogled me. They were drinking and talking and I could hear comments about their boyfriends or husbands and how they compared to me. I could almost feel their eyes on my body and I closed my eyes to shut it all out. Cindy came back and I opened my eyes when I felt the bed move. She had two spreader bars. I stared at her and she grinned and climbed up over me. She put the first one between my wrists. She then crawled off and put the second between my legs. I could raise and move my hands and legs, but they were locked about three feet apart each. She turned to the others, who had quieted during this. “Okay, ladies. The slave’s face is open for business. Who wants to ride first?”

Of course it was Sarah. “I can’t wait to cum all over his face.” She immediately stripped off her jeans and panties. Everyone watched as she climbed up over me, grabbed the spreader bar that was holding my hands apart, and planted her pussy on my face. She sat on my face and I could tell that she was trying to freak me out by sitting so hard that I couldn’t breathe. I tried to start licking, but I was limited by what she was doing. After about 20 seconds I started to panic a little and started rolling my shoulders, letting her know that I couldn’t breathe. I could hear her laughing. At about 30 seconds she rose up a little and let me breathe. I took big gulping breaths. Then she yelled at me for not working on her pussy. I went to work. I actually enjoy eating pussy, but being in this position was not turning me on yet. I knew my dick was flaccid because I was not a fan of being oxygen deprived. I finally got a chance to lick her properly and started doing so. She had big inner lips that hung down outside her outer ones. They were pink and wet and I licked and sucked them. She also had a big clit and I sucked on that baby once she started rocking and made her finally cum. I was glad, because she was definitely a user.

After Sarah came Louise. She climbed up over me and hesitated before climbing on my face. She had her hand over her pussy, hiding it. She looked back at the other ladies. “I don’t know if I can do this. Nobody except my husband has seen me naked or eaten my pussy.” The other ladies offered words of encouragement and she looked down at me. She gave me a slight grimace mixed with her smile and then took a deep breath. She pulled her hand away and I saw a beautiful, bright pink, very wet slit. She shuffled forward on her knees and then put her pussy over my face. I started licking and she groaned loudly. “Oh, fuck, that is so good!” I kept it up until she too achieved an orgasm. I actually enjoyed that one and I could feel my cock harden.

They all took their turns riding my face and my jaw was hurting. My dick was hard as a rock, but they ignored it. They were really into it now and most of them were a little drunk. Cindy had gone last and had just gotten off me when Sarah reached down, grabbed my cock and balls together, and started squeezing. “Yeah, keep that dick hard you little pussy!” I started groaning and looked over at Cindy. She was smiling, but she stopped for a second because she sensed my discomfort. Sarah was squeezing it so hard that it hurt… a lot, and it made me yelp. “Uggggghhhhhhh!”

Up until then, I don’t think my wife knew that it wasn’t just playing. She didn’t realize that Sarah was hurting me. I heard her tell Sarah to let go. I was trying to double up to get her away from my genitalia. I heard more yelling and then I felt her hands let go. I lay back flat and gasped, trying to escape the pain. I felt both the spreader bars being loosened and after a few seconds I curled up in a ball and held my poor junk. I looked around and Cindy was looking at me with alarm, as were most of the other ladies. I couldn’t see Louise until I looked in the corner to my right where the small table was. Louise was holding Sarah bent over the table with her hands cuffed behind her. Sarah was struggling a little, but Louise was holding her arms up very high to control her. Louise smiled at me.

Cindy sat next to me and pulled my head to her chest as she comforted me. My balls were still aching and I was still a little in shock. She took my face into her hands and looked directly into my eyes. I could see the tears. “I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t realize what she was doing at first. Are you okay?”

I looked around and suddenly felt embarrassed and naked again. I pulled my legs up further and put my hand between my legs, cupping my dick and balls. “I think so.”

Cindy stood up and suddenly looked very angry. “Louise, bring that slut over here.” Louise held Sarah’s arms up high behind her and directed her over to the bed and shoved her face down into it. Cindy walked over to her suitcase and pulled out a wide belt. Everyone’s eyes went wide, including mine. She walked over to Sarah, who hadn’t put her jeans and panties back on and maneuvered her so that Louise was not in the way. “You fucking whore.” She swung the belt very hard and it cracked against Sarah’s ass. She yelled and everyone else flinched. A large red welt appeared on that ass. “Who do you think you are?” Smack! Another yell. “That’s my husband you little fucking tramp!” Smack! A yell and sobbing. “If you ever come near us again I will beat you within an inch of your life, you got it, bitch?” Smack! More sobbing and a nod of the head from Sarah. Cindy motioned Louise to stand her up and she did. Cindy looked around and found Sarah’s jeans and panties. She told Louise to take the handcuffs off and as soon as she did, Cindy shoved Sarah’s clothes at her, marched her to the door, and shoved her out. Her ass looked red and on fire. I was almost in shock… only the ache in my balls reminded me of what had happened previous to that.

Cindy came over to me and held her hand out. I took it and she stood me up and led me into the bathroom. “Hold on a sec, ladies.” The other women were just standing there staring as she closed the door.

Cindy took me in her arms. “I love you so much, honey. Please tell me everything is okay. Are you alright? And more importantly, are we alright?”

I pulled back and looked at her. “I think I’m okay.” I kissed her lightly. “We are fine. I was just a little scared and hurt by that bitch, but you kept it from getting too bad. We just need to be careful about who we invite in for this.”

She put her head on my chest and hugged me. “I’m so sorry. I don’t really know her, but she was hanging around with everyone else and just came along. I just meant to humiliate you a little, or push your limits, not hurt you. Please forgive me.”

I held her for a minute. “Are we going to continue this?”

She looked up at me. “Well… a bet’s a bet.” She tried to smile, searching my face for an indication of how I felt.

I stared for a second. I didn’t want to do this anymore. I hated being controlled in this manner. However, if I wanted to do this at any time in the future, with her or more importantly, to her, then I needed to complete the agreement. “Okay. Let’s finish the bet.”

She smiled and hugged me hard. “Thank you. I love you.”

“I love you, too. Now the ladies are waiting. What’s next?”

She looked up at me considering for a second. “I think we are done for tonight.” At that, she opened the bathroom door and went back into our room. The remaining women were all dressed and sitting fairly quietly. I guess it had been a sobering experience for all of us. She told them that that was all for tonight and they all looked a little sad but seemed to expect this. Cindy asked me to step back into the bathroom and closed the door. There was some kind of discussion going on. After about 15 minutes, she opened the door again and made me kiss each woman good night on the mouth. But all of them kept it very chaste. Cindy led them all to the door and said good night. She came back to me and looked down at my crotch. I was still limp. “I think that’s all for tonight. We’ll play more tomorrow. The rules for tomorrow are simple. I laid out the ground rules for the ladies and we set up a schedule. Here’s the deal. There are things that each of us has no requirement or desire to see at the conference, so you are going to stay naked in the room all day tomorrow, except for lunch, and I have a schedule set up for each lady to come and play with you. Louise has 8 to 9am, Roberta as 10 to 11am, and then you’ll come to lunch with all of us. Finally, Jenny has 1 to 2 pm and Mary has 3 to 4pm. That gives you an hour between each of them to recharge. Well, what do you think?”

I smiled at Cindy. She was really something. “Do I get to know the ground rules?”

“No.”

“Well, in any case, as long as there isn’t pain, this doesn’t sound like much of a slave’s job.”

“Maybe. But I don’t know what they all had in mind. I think they are going to want to do things that they don’t get to do at home, so don’t get too relaxed.” She smiled and grabbed my package.

I smiled back. “Yes, ma’am!” I gave her a mock salute.

The next morning we were up at 7am and Cindy got ready to for the conference. I just showered and stayed naked. Cindy was just leaving at 8am when Louise showed up. She was the tall brunette and was wearing just jeans and a sweatshirt and carrying a small bag. She looked like she just rolled out of bed.

“Ugh! I drank too much last night!”

Cindy smiled and patted her on the arm. “Don’t worry. Dennis will take care of you and fix you right up.”

Louise smiled. “This is going to be very strange. I haven’t even considered letting anyone see me naked until last night, since about 6 months before I was married. If my husband was anything like yours and we could have some adventures, then maybe we might get back to being close again. I just feel like we’ve been run down by life and the two kids.”

I looked at her. “You have two kids?”

This time when she smiled, it was that smile that all mothers reserve for talking about their kids. It beamed as she told us a little about her two daughters, ages 4 and 2.

Cindy interrupted her after a couple of minutes. “Sorry, I have to be at the Washington Room by 8:30, so I have to run. Oh, and there is one ground rule… no cumming at all today with any of the women. No orgasm or you get severely punished tonight, got it?”

I stared at her. I was stunned, because with these women coming to the room during the day and me spending time with them while naked was going to leave me hard… all day!

“Okay, see you later.” Cindy gave me a peck on the cheek and squeezed my dick while she did it. I flinched a little and maybe blushed, but then so did Louise.

After Cindy left, Louise looked at me, including quick glance at my dick. “I really don’t know what to do here. I thought I knew, but I’m a married woman and I’m in over my head with this slave stuff. I also feel strange being in a hotel room alone with a man.”

“This is the first time we’ve done this, too. It’s all new. Just tell me what you had in mind and I’ll try to relax you.”

“Okay. No penetration. I can’t do that. What I really want right now is this. I want you to wash me in the shower, give me a relaxing massage. I have oils in this bag. I’m not sure about anything else. I really just need something that relaxes me.”

“That’s fine. I would never mind washing and massaging a beautiful woman, slave or not.”

She grinned sheepishly. “Okay.”

She stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower and got the temperature right. She was wearing only the jeans and the sweatshirt, so when she undressed it was quick. I had only seen her pussy up very close and now that I got a full look at her body, she was absolutely stunning. She was tall, with nice c-cup tits that seemed to not show very much when she was dressed because she had nice, wide shoulders. She looked like she swam to stay in shape. Her legs were long and lean and her pubic hair had been trimmed, but shaved only where necessary for a bikini. She turned away from me quickly, still unsure about displaying her body to me, donned one of the hotel provided caps to protect her hair, and stepped into the shower.

I stepped in immediately after her. “You are a stunning woman.”

She turned to face me. “Thanks. My husband doesn’t seem to notice much anymore.”

“It’s not you, that’s for sure. I’m sure you guys are just in a little bit of a rut with the children and life in general. It happens to many couples. Just talk to him. Discuss your concerns. You have to make time for each other or you’ll get so caught up in the rat race that you’ll forget why you ever got together in the first place.”

She looked down at the tub. “I think he doesn’t like this.” She pointed down to her stomach to where I could see a c-section scar. It was a very good job, however, and although there was a line there from the stitching, there were no other marks or indentations around it.

“If that’s the case, you need to tell him to get over it. He helped give it to you when he gave you the baby that came out that way. That represents the greatest gift that women have, having a child.” I realized that we were getting too involved in her personal life here so I changed the subject. “Now, if you will turn around, I’ll start with washing your back.”

She smiled and gave me a quick kiss before turning. I washed down her beautiful back. It had a few freckles on it and was flawless. I continued down and washed her ass next. It was a nice bubble butt, with good muscle tone. I washed down into her crack and even made sure I washed around her asshole. She flinched at that a little, but then bent over a little so that I could make sure it was clean. She moaned at that. My dick was now very hard. I continued down her legs. Again, they were solid. She was definitely in shape. I stood and turned her around. I was still flabbergasted at how fantastically she was put together. It was spectacular. I washed her neck and down across those wonderful breasts. Her nipples came alive at my first touch and stayed that way. I washed down over her stomach and ran my hands over her pussy. She parted her legs and closed her eyes as I washed her pussy. I didn’t spend too much time on it, so I stood up and told her we were done. She turned to the shower and turned it off. While she was doing that I stepped out and dried myself quickly, motioning for her to stay standing in the tub. I then got another towel and asked her to step out. I took my time and dried off her wonderful body. Once she was dry I led her into the bedroom. She was still turning away so that her scar was not facing me.

“Lay face down on the bed.” She did. I then proceeded to get out the oils she had. They were just some standard massage oils. I opened one up and put a little on her back. I started massaging her shoulders, spreading the oil as I did it. It was the type of oil that seemed to soak in. I worked on her shoulders and then took my time working over her ass. As I did that, I kneeled over her legs. I could see her pussy and asshole winking at me whenever I ran my hands up over her ass. I started to get hard again. I decided that that was not a good idea, so I worked my way down her legs, concentrating on the hamstrings and then the calves. She was very firm and in shape. She was relaxing now and I asked her to turn over. She turned over a little hesitantly, but did so. When she lay there, her tits didn’t flatten out as much as I thought and her nipples hardened. I picked up her right hand and started from there. I worked up to her shoulder for a while and then moved around the bed to do her left arm. After that, I worked on her breasts and stomach. I massaged her stomach lightly as it was so flat and thin. She didn’t seem to need it there. I noticed that she kept her eyes closed. Next, I did her breasts. They were great breasts and the nipples were very sensitive. I massaged around the breast and then up over the nipple. She squirmed and moaned as I then rolled and tugged on them a little. I stopped after only a couple of minutes and moved down to her feet. I looked at the clock and we had been there for 45 minutes already.

I did her feet and she flinched a little because she was a little ticklish, but stayed pretty relaxed. I worked up to her thighs and started doing her quads. She still had her eyes closed, but I could see and feel her open her legs just slightly more. I could just see the beginning of her slit. I worked on the inside of her thighs, slowing kneading them, and she opened up her legs a little more and now I could see her entire slit, including her lips which were starting to open. I was pretty sure that she wanted to get off now. I moved my hands up over her mound and she moaned, keeping her eyes closed, and opened wider. I slowly traced up along the outside of her lips, now easily visible and reachable as her legs were wide open. I crawled between them and took my thumbs and placed them at the bottom of her slit. I moved them up along the outside, squeezing the lips together until I reached the top. I could just make out her clitoral hood at that point. There was no mistaking that she was very aroused. I could see and feel the moisture. I decided that she needed the full attention so I lay down between her legs. I knew she could feel the movement, but she didn’t open her eyes. I reached forward and peeled open her lips. She was more than wet, she was soaking. I leaned in and put my tongue into her cunt. She gasped and pushed her head back, arching her back while her hips jerked against my tongue. I then started working on her, lapping at her hole and dragging my tongue up over her clit. She grabbed my head now and started thrusting in time with my licking. I kept it up. As she got more worked up, I flattened my tongue against her clit and moved it back and forth. She was ready to cum now. I slowly sucked her clit in and slipped two fingers into her cunt. She was bucking against me and I was finger-fucking her hard. She was close, so I rubbed her g-spot with my fingers, sucked her clit in lightly, and started humming. She jerked as her orgasm hit. Her legs went rigid, her upper body rose up off the bed, and she groaned as she jerked and jerked. She held onto my head for dear life until her orgasm had run its course. Then she flopped back onto the bed and released her death grip of my head. I rose up and looked at her. She still had her eyes closed and was grinning. I got up off the bed and stood by the side. My dick was hard as a rock.

Louise opened her eyes and looked at me, there were tears there. “Nobody has ever done that for me before. I’ve never felt so much like a sexual being as at that moment.”

I sat down next to her and smiled. “Just discuss this with your husband. Maybe you can get him to give you the royal treatment.”

She laughed. “Yeah, right.” She looked over at the clock. It was 9:10. “Oh, we ran over our time.” Then she looked down at my throbbing member. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s the rules.”

She rose up and gave me a quick kiss and then ran into the bathroom to get dressed. I put her oils back into the bag. She came out of the bathroom and grabbed the bag. We walked to the door and then she turned back to me. “Thank you.” She gave me a big kiss and then rushed out the door.

I collapsed onto the bed and tried to relax, waiting for the next visitor. My wife’s idea of being a slave was not bad at all. There was some humiliation yesterday, but this was pretty good now.

I relaxed until at exactly 10, Roberta knocked. I let her in and she took in my nudity. She smirked. “Now that’s how a man is supposed to answer the door!”

I smiled. “Yeah, yeah. So what can I do for you?”

She laughed. “Right to the point, eh? Well, there are a couple of things that I always wanted to do and I’ll tell you as soon as you undress me.”

I pulled her sweater up and her tits almost spilled out. They were encased in a tight bra, but still were overwhelming the item. I pulled her pants down and was surprised once she was in bra and panties how firm she looked. She seemed a little chunky in her clothes, but once undressed, she just seemed a little fuller. She had a nice shape, but just had more of it then Cindy or the other women I had been with. She turned around and I released her bra clasp and let it slip down her shoulders. She sighed.

“Whew! When you have big tits and have to wear a fucking monstrosity like that, it feels so good when it comes off.”

She turned around and I removed her panties. She was completely shaved and her lips were plainly visible. She also had large inner lips that were slightly protruding from them. She looked and smelled like pure sex.

“Okay, here’s what I want. I want you to worship my entire body with your mouth. I want you to start with my feet and lick and suck my toes, up around my knees, my back, my ass, including my asshole, then worship my tits, and finally my pussy. I want you to make it last a whole hour. This is all about me, got it?”

Cindy was going to make me wait for an orgasm until tonight and had told all the women to do this. I just hoped I could wait. Fortunately, I had an hour between each woman and could take my mind off it and settle down by staring at the TV. But then, I couldn’t imagine an easier weekend as a slave than to worship the bodies of these women. At least she wasn’t really hurting me.

I went to work on Roberta. I pushed her back onto the bed and started, as she requested on her toes. She had just washed them and had worn slippers, so it was an easy process. She must have just gone back to her room and done that. I was thankful as I am not a foot lover. I worked over her toes and she just lay there with pillows under her head watching me. As I worked my way up her legs, I pushed her legs apart and up so that I could get to the backs of her knees. There is a very sensitive spot there and I found it on her and she moaned. She even ran her fingers over her pussy, but resisted pushing them in to apparently wait on her release. I moved up her thighs and then asked her to turn over. She was surprised that I wanted to do that already, but did so. I then started at her neck, licking and sucking along the sides and hearing her approval in her sudden intakes of breath when I hit a sensitive spot. I kissed my way down over her shoulder blades, marveling at how soft, smooth, and hydrated her skin was. I got to her ass and I kissed both cheeks, nipping them slightly and getting a small gasp from her. I then licked her crack and slowly pulled her ass cheeks apart. She lifted her hips, wanting me to dive into her ass. I complied. I licked along her crack and over her little rosebud, eliciting more soft moans. I then lifted her hips more until she was on her knees and I started licking and fucking her ass with my tongue. She was moaning more now and there were slight movements by her hips in rhythm with my tongue. I kept working on it and then finally decided it was time for the front. I really wanted to get my mouth on those delectable tits. I asked her to turn back onto her front and she did immediately, wanting to get to the good stuff, too. I kissed all around her nipples and then up over them as I brought those nubs to their upright and locked position. She was fully excited now and I could feel her anticipation. I kissed down over her stomach, making sure I tongued her innie, leaving it wet. I made it to her mound and kissed over the bare, smooth skin there. She was so smooth it made me think that she waxed it. I kissed all the way around her pussy, not touching it as I pushed her legs apart and kissed down her right thigh and back up her left. She was moaning now and asking for me to get to her clit. I knew that’s what she wanted so I waited. My dick was hard as a rock and I knew they were going to make me wait for a long time before I could cum. But I continued to please Roberta. I slowly pried her lips apart and the inner sanctum revealed itself to me, wet, pink, and hot. I shoved my tongue deep into her pussy and she groaned. She had her hands in my hair now and I sucked on her juices. I licked up over her clit quickly, eliciting a moan for touching it and then a groan for not staying there. I pushed her legs up to her chest to reveal her asshole, too, and set to work on licking from it to the top of her slit. I would circle her asshole with my tongue briefly, then lick up thru her cunt and the leaking wetness there, then drag my tongue up over her clit slowly. Each round trip elicited several moans. I glanced at the clock and it was now 10:50. I decided to finish her off. I slipped two fingers into her pussy and rubbed the top of it, finding her g-spot. She arched her back when I did that. Then I worked my tongue until it was flat on her clit, just holding it there for a few seconds while I finger-fucked her. I then started rotating my tongue and she immediately picked up the rhythm. She started thrusting up and she was going to get there soon. I picked up the pace of both and so did she. Then she started moaning about being so close so I sucked her little nubbin into my mouth, hummed on it, and circled my fingers on her g-spot. She went rigid almost immediately, screamed out that she was cumming, and drenched my face and hands with her cum. She was almost a squirter.

When she finally regained her breath she looked down at me. “You are very good. I would gladly pay good money to have that done regularly.”

I smiled. “You’re welcome, just talk to my ‘manager’.” I gave her the manager in quotes with my fingers. I laughed.

Roberta giggled at that.”Well, we’d better get dressed for lunch.”

She got dressed and turned to me before she left. She kissed me hard. “I’ll meet you down there. We have reservations in the good restaurant downstairs for 11:30. See you then.” She gave my dick a quick squeeze and left. It left my dick jerking in the breeze, demanding attention.

I wanted to ice my dick and balls as soon as she left. I had been hard for so long in the morning I was afraid that even at my age I was going to get blue balls. But I still couldn’t wait to see what the afternoon was going to bring. So far it had been easy except for the orgasm denial.

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