Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2011 17:04:37 -0500 (EST) From: Mikeallanb@aol.com Subject: The Owned Couple Chapters 1-9 The Owned Couple (M/MF, Humiliation, BD) by Tom Schroeder 1996 ============================================================== The Owned Couple Chapter One ============================ We have been married for over fifteen years. My wife and I have tried many things over the years. One of the things we liked to do was to have her take a dominant role, from time to time. She would tie me up, use a strap on, all sorts of things. She liked teasing me for days, by having me fuck her, but not allowed to come. It was deliciously frustrating, but it certainly kept the fires going! We both considered ourselves Bi, but we never acted upon it (other than the usual adolescent experimentation most kids go through growing up). Last year, we took another step, and, while she was with me on one of my business trips, we arranged to have another man fuck her while I watched (everyone got tested beforehand). We met in the hotel bar, I went upstairs, and they followed a little while later, their tongues entwined. It turned me on severely, and when he put his fingers in her in front of me, I could hear how wet she was; she was boiling! They had me strip in front of them, I got him hard, they tied me to a chair, then they went into a prolonged suck/fuck session. Watching her lips wrap around his cock, while I could not touch mine, was an incredible turn on, and when I saw him penetrate her, I almost came without being touched! My wife had many loud (she normally isn 't so loud) orgasms, and, after what seemed an eternity, I saw his balls tighten, as he pumped a load of sperm into the womb of my wife (we had no problems with her getting pregnant, she had her tubes tied after our last child 7 years ago). He pulled out, with their combined juices on his cock and pointed it in my face. Licking their juices off the man that debased my wife was such a powerful experience! She then untied me from the chair, keeping my hands tied, and I went down on her. Her sloppy cunt smelled of them both, and tasted like, well like never before. Her musky taste mixed with the bitter semen was an incredible tasting sensation. It looked like we were in for an evening of debauchery, however, once he came, he changed his mind about continuing (he was married, and supposedly had her permission but, judging by his reaction afterwards, he was feeling remorse). So he left soon after. I immediately mounted my wife and felt "sloppy seconds" in my wife on my cock for the first time. It was an experience we will never forget, and, after we talked about it weeks later, was something we wanted to try again. Fast forward one year. We settled into a routine again, and sex became, well, routine again also It felt like something was missing. We talked more seriously about another encounter, with her picking someone up (with the kids at the baby-sitters overnight), and having me serve them both. It sounded fantastic, and we both waited in anticipation of the weekend we planned to do it on. A week before the big event, she had me fuck her, but not come. We also shaved each other (which we hadn't done before). The last three days she just had me go down on her, while she described what she was going to do with her new stud. She even described him, in his late twenties (we're in our thirties), brown hair, green eyes, and above average cock. I wasn't even allowed to jack off, so, by the time of the big day (Friday), we were both ready to go. The day arrived, and the kids went off to the baby-sitter's for the weekend. She had me pick out her "fuck me" clothes for the evening. I picked out her red and black low cut dress, red pumps, stockings with a g-string to hold them up, and no panties. "Ooh, you're a bad boy", she said to me, as she got dressed. We set up a few rules: When she found someone, she would tell him about me. She would call me and tell me how to greet them, and I was to insert a butt plug into my ass before she left. It came time for her to leave, and I stripped, and eased the butt plug into my back door. As I adjusted to its size. As she walked out the door, flashing her ass to me as she walked out, I prayed it wouldn't take long for her to find someone. It didn't. I heard the phone ring about 45 minutes after she left. "Wow, that was fast", I thought, as I picked up the phone. My wife, Kate, was on the other side of the phone, obviously panting. "Honey, I'm on his cell phone. We' ll both be driving home in our own cars. I want you naked, and on your knees at the door. I want you to get out the paddle and clothespins, and don' t you dare touch yourself. Also put the cuffs on you behind your back. I think I know what we've been missing and, if you along with it, we will have the time of our lives." She quickly hung up the phone (did I hear a shudder from her?) I thought it was strange that she would come back so soon. Little did I know what was in store for us both. I heard the cars pull up about 15 minutes later, as I got into position by the door. Instead of coming right in, however, I heard my sweet wife from the other side of the door. "Uh, Rich, go get the rope, and a blindfold" , she told me through the door. I went and got those items, although it was hard to maneuver it all with those cuffs on. I got back into position, and my wife came in. She was flushed with heat, as she put the blindfold on me. Then I heard her say "It is clear to come in now, Master." Whoa, I didn't think she had those inklings as well. It came as a surprise, one of many on the night. I heard him come in, as I also heard her slide down next to me. She must have been (and was) also on her knees. "Hello, Rich" , he said, "although, from now on, you will be slave." "Hello, Master", I said. "Well, I see the slut has taught you the proper way to address your superiors at least", he said. My name is Pat, but you both call me Master from now on, when addressing me unless I say otherwise." "Yes, Master", we both replied. Slave, the reason for the blindfold will become apparent in a few moments. But first, before the shock, I wanted to relate some things to you, although I should never have to explain myself to a slave like you, and that slut of a wife of yours." (Man, now I was really getting rock hard. My wife wanted the same thing as I did.) "This slut has been talking to me for about a week, now. That is why it did not take her long tonight. The waiting was mainly for your benefit, for one of the few times in what is about to transpire, if you both agree. I also had her mouth working on my cock for about a half hour of the time. She just went over to my house. Now, I know you both had a rule about that, but with what you are about to be offered, you may want to take it. You see, she has told me all about your desires, and little `dirty secrets'. She also told me a bit about herself, something that she never admitted to you before, but a deep, dark desire. I'll have her explain it to you in a minute. But first, the blindfold!" What I beheld was an exact description my dear spouse has been telling me about for the past week. As he took off the blindfold, I was shocked. It was a neighbor from down the street! I also got a glance of my wife. Her dress was off, her stockings, g-string, and shoes were still on, however. She was leaning back, with her knees splayed. Her wetness was practically dripping on the floor. He told her to explain what had been going on. "Pat, I mean, Master, has been coming on to me lately. Now, before I go on, I want to say that we haven't done anything, other than me going down on him tonight. Well, we got to talking, and he asked me to go to bed with him. I told him I would consider it, if you were there, and got to watch. He then asked what kind of husband would watch his wife get fucked in front of him, and I told him about our desires. He then asked me if I liked being watched, and I told him yes. I loved the humiliation of being debased in front of you, and how I loved teasing you, and having you suck on a cock, maybe even get screwed with one yourself, and...." "Okay, Okay, slut, I think he gets the idea," Master said. "continue, and while your lovely wife tells you about what a slut she is, I want you to suck my cock." He then took out his cock. It was impressive, but not too big. As I started licking and sucking on him, Kate continued. "Anyway, he asked me what I wanted deep down inside, and I told him I wanted to be owned, like you do. I told him about our weekend this weekend, and we set this up." At this point, he was grabbing the back of my head, and forcing more of his cock down my throat. We then went to the futon in our livingroom, and he had her start to tie me to the chair. "Wait a minute slut, he looks too comfortable", he said. He then had her go back and get the strap-on. He had her put the straps around the seat of the chair, so the strap-on (an impressive 9 inches) was jutting straight up from the chair. She pulled the butt plug out of me, and he told me "Have a seat". I grimaced, as I felt the phony phallus' bulbous head enter my rectum. I finally situated myself as best I could, and she then tied me to the chair, leaving little room to relieve the pressure in my ass. "I want you to get him close to cumming, slut", he told her. She immediately went down on me, until I was leaking precum fro the tip of my cock. "That's enough. Slave, don't you dare come until I tell you", he said. He then had her go back to our bedroom, and get her vibrator. He then had her kneel over the edge of the futon and turn the vibrator on under her. He then started to spank her with the paddle! "I bet you didn't know she's been wanting this", he said, as I heard her heavy panting and grunting with each swat. "Don't you dare come, until I say, slut", he said, as he started to finger her clitoris. He placed first two, then three fingers into her womb, and even put two lubricated fingers in her ass, which I didn't think she liked. But she was definitely loving every minute of it. After about 25 or so swats on her now red ass, he turned off the vibrator and had her position herself so that her breath was on my cock. I then saw him grab a hold of both of her hips, and enter her to his balls in one stroke. I saw her eyes open in surprise, then flutter half closed again, as he started stroking in and out of her cunt. Then came another surprise, as he was fucking her. "Tell your husband what you want, slut!" "I want to belong to you Master. My husband, your slave, owns my mind and spirit, but you Master own my body. Only who you say will ever enter my cunt, mouth or ass again." "What about your husband, with his cock just inches from your face?" "He will only fuck me when you say. I'll give myself to your friends, and even total strangers, if you say so. And my husband will see it all, and/or he will suck all of the come out of me. Since he belonged to me, he is now your come slave." "Look into his eyes and tell him, slut, and you may come, slut", he said. She looked right into my eyes and said, "Honey, you will have to get permission from him from now on to fuck me. Even to, to, (as her chest flushed from the impending orgasm) jack off! Honey, he is going to make me do all sorts of nasty things. He's going to make me take multiple studs at once. He's going to have strange men fuck me in the ass, which I've only let you do twice. He's going to have men fuck you, and you are going to be a part of it all. And if you are good, maybe he'll even let you have me after he and his friends have used me, with come rolling down my face, and out my a... ooohhh aaahhh!!!" Her orgasm was amazing in its intensity as she tried to get the word "ass" out. I was in shock. I was stunned. I was incredibly turned on. The contractions in her cunt sent him over the edge, as he grunted, and filled her with sperm. He pulled his dripping cock out of her, and put it in front of my face. I didn't have to be told, as I licked him clean. "Turn around, slut, and show him what I did to you", he told my wife. She turned around, and spread her red pussy lips, which had a gob of come at the entrance to her vagina. "Stay there while I lay out some ground rules. First, slave, if you agree, I'll let you fuck her and come, although not inside her. You haven't earned coming inside her yet. Do you agree?" "Is this what you want, hon?" I asked. "Yesss", was her reply. "Yes, I agree", I said. "Well, I'll still give the both of you time to back out....say by tomorrow night, just in case only the `heat of passion is talking now'." I knew, and by looking into her eyes, she agreed, that neither of us wanted to back out. "I've been looking for a submissive couple for awhile, now, to use. Now, slave, first for you. You may only have this slut ask me once per week for permission for you to come. Only she may ask me. She must ask permission for you to use her, or to abuse yourself. If she does not forget to tell me, I will either tell you how you may have her, if you are allowed to jack off in front of her, or tell you to forget it. No blowjobs unless I say, and you probably will never be in her ass again. Secondly, since the two of you have a family, I won't interfere in that, or embarrass you in front of them or their friends. But you may be, shall we say well known in town at some point. Next, you will both stay shaved in the genital area. Also, the slut can masturbate and, when I say, have you go down on her. But she must do this in front of you. Also, you will either be present whenever she is used, or you will be required to clean her out, when she gets back home. Slut, you will get an ankle bracelet saying "Mrs. Finch, Pat Baker's fuck toy" on it, and wear it at all times. Also, you will both be nude whenever you are at my house. Also, slut, you will only show your body to your husband when I tell you. Its my property now, and you will flaunt it in front of him only when I tell you to, so we get a maximum effect. You will wear revealing clothes around him, and no panties or bra. Slave, whenever the two of you are alone, you will be nude, so she can see by your cock, what effect all of this is having on you. I'll mark you both permanently in some fashion in the future, so everyone knows who your bodies belong to. By the way, slave, I hope, for your sake, you like the taste of semen, because, any sperm that your wife receives, or that you spill from jacking off, will be licked up and swallowed by you, unless I say otherwise. Finally, you will both acquire and keep a diary each, for slut it will be titled `The Fuck Diary of Mrs. Finch'. For you, slave, it will be titled, ` Diary of when Mr. Finch Has Been Allowed To Come By His Master'. Needless to say, make sure slut's fuck diary has a lot more pages in it. You will put in it each time you fuck or come, what orifice it is in, and who did it, if you know their names. Now, slut, you will be fucking others, but they will be well screened by me for diseases whenever possible. And you, slave, I have some gay friends who would love a sissy teddy bear like you. They will be well screened also. Also, if at all possible, you will do what I say, go where I want you to go. If there are circumstances where you cannot, you will state them to me immediately. Failure to do so, and you both may wish you never entered into this `arrangement'. Am I clear?" "Yes, Master" we both said. He untied me from the chair, and told me to mount my wife. I dove on her immediately. The sloppy seconds feeling soon came over me, as I felt her wide sloppy cunt accept my cock. "Now remember, do not come until I tell you to, slave", he reminded me. "How does that feel? Having your cock in such a familiar place, but it is all sloppy and come filled. You better get used to it, because that is the only way she will feel to your cock when you fuck her for a while." I was on the verge of bursting. He noticed this and said, "Now, slave, pull out, and come in your hand. Don't spill any of it!" I exploded immediately, coming so hard, I almost passed out. Her cunt was wide open that I could see in her. "Now, slut, on your hands and knees for the next bit of fun." She immediately rolled over. "Now, slave, rub your come into her asshole, and rub some on my cock, I will need some lubrication for this." Fuck her in the ass?!? NOW?!? I had only been back there twice, the last time six years ago. I rubbed my semen on his cock and lubricated her asshole. "Now, slave, hand me those clothespins. This is the pain part of our program, slut!" He placed the clothespins on her tender nipples. He then placed two more on me! I gasped as I felt them biting into my nipples. "OK, slave get under her in a 69. Slut put his filthy dick in your mouth." I slid under her as I felt her mouth on my still twitching cock. "Okay, now slave, I want you to clean her out real good, and lick my balls, when they present themselves to you. However, I also want you to hold her asscheeks apart for me as far apart as you can." I held them apart. "Okay now, I'll grab one cheek, and, while I do, I want you to aim your Master's cock in her ass. Once it is in, grab both cheeks again. And, slave, you better lick her clitoris good, and make her come." I did as he said. He said out loud, "What an obscene sight. A married woman about to get fucked up the ass and her husband holds her ass open, so she can be sodomized by someone else!" As I guided his cock in, I felt the ring of her ass open to him, with the lubrication. She was grunting in pain, as I went to work on getting her excited by licking her clitoris. Soon, her pain seemed to go away, as I saw his balls hit her cunt. "Man, is this nice and tight! Too bad you can't get a piece of this, hubby. It is unforgettable. Although, with your come leading the way, it made it easy. That'll be as close as you will probably ever get to coming in her ass again!" He really started pumping in and out of her. I could see the ring of her rectum wrapped around his hard cock every time he pulled out of her. She was now panting in lust, as she was starting, now, to meet his thrusts, while I struggled to both lick her as well as, his heavy balls. I heard him start to pant, and I saw her juices flow again copiously as she came so hard she practically passed out. I saw his nut sack tighten, and his urethra twitch, as he blasted a load of come into her bowels. He pulled out, and stuffed his softening cock into my mouth to clean. I tasted a mixture of his come, mine, and her insides, and I was thankful she was empty in her bowels, except for the sperm. Next he said, "Get out from under her, slave. I want you to see this. Stay on your hands and knees slut." I got out from under her, and beheld a sight I will never forget. Her pussy lips were red and swollen, various fluids dripping from her cunt. Her asshole was gaping open and red... I almost shot a load right there looking at her, especially with her shaved pussy and gaping ass looking back at me. He then pulled the clothespins from our nipples, with a sharp pain coming to my chest, as the circulation in my nipples came back. Kate fell around on her back, and was completely oblivious to what was going on around her. Finally, he spoke, "I'll give you both until tomorrow at 5pm to change your minds. If you want to go through with this, neither of you will have sex until then. If you do agree, you will both be at my house between 4:45 and 5:00 pm tomorrow. Enter through my side gate. You, slut, will either have your ankle bracelet, or prove to me that it has been ordered. The same goes for your diaries. You will both strip upon entering the side gate to my back yard, and you will leave your clothes by the gate. You will walk over to my house. I also want a list from each of you of what you want and don't want from this. Do not show this list to the other person. I may or may not stop at your limits, depending if I feel you really want to stop there. You both always have the option of bowing out at any time, although you will find this harder to do as time goes on. If you don't agree, nothing more will be said, and no hard feelings. We will go on as neighbors as if none of this ever happened." But we all knew we would go through with it. The Owned Couple Chapter Two ============================ We talked about our experience with Pat, and what we really wanted in our sex lives. "I always wanted to give up control to another, but I knew you had such a submissive streak that you could never do that", she told me. She went on, "I know I took a big chance, and left our rules, in order to set this up, I hope you don't hate me for that, and I hope you still love me. " "Of course I still love you. But, why didn't you tell me this is what you really wanted", I said. "I knew I had a shot when we both agreed last year that, in a threesome, we both wanted a male third", she explained, " and you really seemed to enjoy submitting, and being, shall we say, humiliated. Well, that's what I want, too Rich. I want to be used and humiliated. To submit to a master, and I know you do, too. I want us both to be used by strange men and women, while in being protected by a master. Just think we will never have to figure out what kinds of sex games to do again. And I know how you like to be kept from cumming at times. I love it when you are constantly hard and craving me. Don't you see this is the perfect situation? Why don't we give it a couple of months. If you or I want to pull out of this situation by then, we'll end it with him, and go back to our lives the way it was. But, we both know we want more, to experience more together." There was nothing I could say to that. We both knew she was right. I also knew that watching my wife being was something I wanted to see, and be a part of. So, I agreed to give it three months. With that, she gave me the biggest hug, and said, "I know we'll both love it!" She then gave the head of my hard cock a kiss got into her nightgown, and we went to bed. It was hard to sleep that night, after all we had been through, and it was hard not to touch myself that night. The morning came, and she got up, and dressed in the bathroom, which surprised me until I remembered I could not see her nude without his permission. So I got up, since it was Saturday, and the kids would not be back until Sunday morning, I was nude all day, while we both made out our lists. Kate went to a store for the anklet, and came back with it already engraved, along with our diaries already engraved (she went to one of those instant engraving stores, it turned out). When she got back, she came into the livingroom, put her right foot between my legs, with her toes touching my hard cock, and had me put the bracelet on her ankle. I looked at the engraving, " Mrs. Finch, Pat Grimsley's Fuck Toy." I also caught a glimpse under her short skirt to see her bald pussy, before she put her foot back on the floor. We both went back to making our lists. On my list, I put down that I enjoyed voyeurism, especially watching my wife. I also enjoyed anal things, such as her strap on, being denied release for short periods of time, spankings, and some other things which will come out later. In the list I put down my limits were cutting and scat, as that was all I could think of (in looking back I wish that list was longer), as well as putting her and I into a situation where I could no longer trust her, I wanted to make sure our relationship was strengthened by this, not ruined. I also put down I wanted to be used (and wanted to see her used) by both men and women. I didn' t know what she wrote down, but I have since come to know most of it, as will you. At 4:30, we left the house, and started walking down the block, hand in hand. She was wearing a low cut top, with a short skirt, while I wore shorts and a T shirt. We got to his gate, took a deep breath, and opened it right at 4:45. We closed the gate, and got undressed. His fence was high and solid, and it didn't look like the neighbors could see in, which made me feel better. I still saw her blush as she took off her top, and stood in front of me nude. We to his side door. "So, I see you've both decided to go for it. I am pleased, although you both may regret it later. Come in, and put these collars on." He handed both of us a collar, "slut", and " slave". He then put leashes on us. "I want you to crawl in my house this evening", he said. We immediately dropped to our knees when we entered the house carrying our lists in our hands, until he took them out of our hands. "I didn't hear either of you reply to me. I see you will both need to be taught a lesson in etiquette. "Sorry, Master", we both speedily replied. "Yes, yes, I'll deal with you both in a minute. Now, lets have a look at those lists." He first looked at mine, "You didn't put a whole lot on this list, did you? Well, no matter. I've heard an earful from that slut, to give me a good idea of what you will and won't do. Now, for the slut's list. Hmmmm, ooh, you really are a slut, aren't you," he laughed. "Well we can certainly accommodate these lists, as well as, of course, and foremost, seeing to my needs. Now, to both of you. I noticed, slave, that you put on this list that you do not want you both to be put in a situation where your relationship is ruined. I won't let that happen. First of all, we're all in this for our mutual satisfaction, although you will both be tested. Also, I have no desire to have such a slut for a wife, myself, anyway. Now, for the earlier infraction. First, slave, bend over this chair." He bent me over a diningroom chair, and tied my feet and hands to the legs so that I was bent over. He then had Kate lay down in front of me, with her legs spread. He took a rather large candle laying on the table, and thrust it deeply into my wife. As he was thrusting it in and out of her, he said, "Slave, you better hope she is lubricated." I soon found out what he meant, as he quickly pulled it out of her, and thrust it deep into my ass. The sudden entrance, and the blunt end of the candle burned, as he thrust it in and out of me a few times. He then moved her so she was laying under me. He then lit the candle, and let it burn for a minute. He put the candle, so that it was sticking out of my ass parallel to the floor. I heard her moaning for some reason, as he said, "Well, now, we're going to play a game. First, slave, I am going to swat your ass with this riding crop, and you will count each stroke out loud. I wouldn't suggest moving your ass around too much, however, or your sweet wife will share your suffering. You see, I've placed her, so that her tender pussy is directly under the candle. The more you move around, the more wax will drip on her more intimate parts. She is gagged, so she won't be making too much noise. Shall we begin?" With that, he started immediately. SMACK! "One." SMACK! "Two". He continued, the crop really stung, and tears were forming in my eyes. And, sure enough, around eight, I started flexing my ass to get it out of the way, to be greeted by a loud groan from my wife. By stroke twenty, I twitched, and she moaned very loudly. "I think you hit her clitoris with that one", he commented. It felt like my whole ass was on fire, as I got the last stroke, "Twenty Five", escaped my lips. He then untied me, and took the candle out of my ass. "Stand up, and take a look at your handiwork." As I turned around, I saw her inner thighs with streaks of drying wax on them, some wax on her outer and inner lips, and one large dollop of wax on her clitoris. Keeping the candle lit, he dribbled some on each of her nipples, before he blew the candle out. She was panting, and had tears in her eyes. He then had her bend over the table, and took her gag out. He tied her to the table, then put the gag in my mouth. My ass stung, as I laid on the floor. He then positioned me so that my cock and balls were under her wax coated vagina. "Now, for part two of the game. What's good for the goose is good for the gander." He then tied my knees to the legs of the table to keep me in place, as he lit another candle. As he placed it in her sopping cunt, he said, "I would hold that in with your muscles, if I were you, slut. If it falls, out, I will be very disappointed, and you will, by the way, catch your charming husband's cock on fire. The wax started dripping where my pubic hair used to be, as he started swatting her, SMACK! "One" she cried. SMACK! "Tttwwooo!" she got out. With each smack she twitched as both my cock and balls were not spared from the onslaught of the dripping, hot wax. From the angle it was sticking out of her the flame was touching the wax, so that it was coming down quickly. As I heard her yell "TWELVE", a large drop of wax hit my cock hole as I moaned loudly. By eighteen, the candle was starting to slip out! I prayed she could hold it in, as I saw her clenching her thigh muscles. I also saw her toes curling with each hit on her tender ass. She finally got to twenty five, and he stopped. As with her, he dripped some wax on my nipples. As she got up, I saw her ass streaked with red welts. I was reminded of my own welts, as I sat up, and crawled with my wife out into the livingroom. He had her go into the bathroom to get the wax off her cunt, as he talked to me. "You have no idea what she wants to do. You probably thought she didn't enjoy that little game, but I can assure you she did. You know, deep down, she wants to get fucked hard and often. And she wants to keep you always wanting her, while she gets filled in every conceivable way. She wants gang bangs. She wants big black studs to stretch her pussy to the limit. She wants to see you service people. But she wants to see your cock hard and unfulfilled, even as you behold her cum stained body. She also wants, shall we say, modifications for you both. We'll see." I trembled as the words sank in. Did I know what we were getting in to? Did we want this? Deep down, we did. She crawled out of the bathroom, and he turned to her, "Well slut, enjoying yourself?" "Yes, Master" she said. "Both of you should thank me for your punishments." "Thank you, Master", we both replied. "Well, slut, I've been talking to this slave, here, but, now I want you to sit on the couch here. Slave, take out my cock, and get me ready to fuck your wife." As I took his cock out of his shorts, he started making out with my wife. He was nibbling on her ears, and nipples, as I felt his cock growing in my mouth. I also felt my cock just raging. He finally pulled out of my mouth, and had her lay on her back on the living room table. He placed her, so that her ass was on the end of the table, as he started going down on her. "Man, you are ready, slut. I can't wait to fuck you tonight. You taste great. A little different than how she will taste when you go down on her, though, slave." He then got up, and whispered in her ear. She then turned to me, and with the best "fuck me" expression I have ever seen on her face, she said, "Honey, I want you to stand over my head, and grab my ankles, Pull them apart and back. Hold my feet by my toes. Open me wide, so Master can fuck me deeply." I stood, straddling the table, and grabbed her legs. I held her feet apart, grabbing her toes, as he entered her balls deep, with one stroke. "Unngghh!" she grunted as he hit bottom. I felt her toes flexing in my hands, as he thrusted deeply, and violently. He said, "How is that, slut, your husband not only gives you to other men, now he is spreading you open for them?" "Oh, yessss, yessss", she hissed "And what about him? Don't you fuck your own husband?" "Only when you say so, Master" she cried. "And you, slave, giving your wife to others. Why don't you take her?" "I can't unless you tell me, Master", I said. That stung a little but the high from the humiliation was amazing. I heard Kate getting closer. "What about your husband's cock, just inches from your face. Aren't you going to give him relief?" "Not unless you say", she said. "His cock belongs to you". "And what about this slut of a wife, slave? What about her body? What does that anklet say on her right ankle?" "It says, `Mrs. Finch, Pat Grimsley's Fuck Toy.", I said. "You mean she wears that around? So that anyone who reads it knows her body isn't given to her husband?" "Who does her body belong to, slave?" "You Master. She is your fuck toy. I get her only at your whim." With that, I felt her toes flex big time, as she came, "Oooohhhh, ooooohhhh, fill me master!" With that, he tensed up and spurted into my wife, while I held her open for him. It took all my willpower to keep from shooting myself. "Clean me off, slave!" I licked their combined juices off of him. "Okay, slave, you can go home, now. Take both yours and her clothes home with you. Walk home nude. Slut will be along when I am done using her; about an hour or so. Lock your front door, and turn on your porch light. She'll be along shortly." I was thankful it was now past dusk, and into night. While I walked/ran that terrifying half block home, nude, I was terribly excited. I was wondering what the two of them were doing. I also prayed no one I knew drove by. My cock was literally dripping, while I waited in the house for Kate to come back. I wanted to know what they did, if she would tell me. About two hours later, I heard a quick knock on the door. As I was nude myself, I looked through the peep hole Through it, I saw my wife, looking around wildly. I opened the door, and she came in, without a word. She turned around and kissed me. As she did, she was putting something into my mouth; some of Pat's come! She also had come rolling down her thighs. What a sight she was! She walked home, naked, with come dripping down her thighs, and a mouthful of come. She told me she was excited and scared. She later told me they watched a porn film, while he fucked her doggie, then she gave him a blow job which he had her keep in her mouth for the walk home. "That was such a hot time, honey", she told me. "Having you hold my toes while he fucked me so deep, I almost passed out. After you left, we had a drink, then watched this movie. He tied my hands behind my back, and fucked me from behind, with my face on the carpet, and him using the rope tying my hands together to guide him in and out of me. Just picture that. He seems to have a lot of resiliency; he came three times tonight. He wants you to clean me out, while I make my diary entries. He also wants you to make your one entry. Last night counted for the week, so no cumming until at least next Friday." She put on a nightgown, and, as she laid on the bed, making her entries, I licked their juices out of her. As with the previous night, her pussy was red and gaping; I could stick my tongue way inside her, to taste their combined nectar. As I finished, she said, "You better make your one entry in your diary. I got you a thinner diary. And, appropriately, I made sure it was colored blue!" The Owned Couple Chapter Three, Part One ========================================= Sunday went without incident, other than Kate walking around the house in the most revealing outfit: Low cut top, and a short shorts, where I could catch a glimpse of her from time to time. And she never passed up a chance to flash her intimate parts to me. Monday came, and I went to work, starting the drudgery of the work week. However, this week, I wondered what would go on while I was gone with my wife (she did not work out of the home). I got home Monday night, as I have done for fifteen years, and we did our normal family activities. As we were putting our kids to bed, I wondered if anything would happen during the week with our new arrangement. At about ten O'clock, we got a call. Kate answered it, and told me to pick up the other line. It was Pat. He said, "slave, I want you to take my property out into your back yard. I want you to put her kneeling, with her knees on the grass, with her top on your deck. Blindfold her, and tie her hands behind her back. I then want you to go back into your house, and leave your sliding glass door open. Close your curtains, though, so you can hear, but not see, me fucking your wife. She will call out to you when you may untie her and let her back into the house. Make sure she has a skirt on her bottom, but keep her dressed otherwise. Are your kids asleep?" "Yes Master", we both replied. "Good, perfect. You have 5 minutes to get wet for me, slut. Get going you two." My spouse put on a skirt, as I got out the rope, and blindfold. When she came back out, she was already flushing with excitement. I blindfolded her, and led her out into the back yard. I then had her kneel over the edge of the deck, as Pat had told us. I then closed the curtains, and stripped, listening through the screen door. A couple of minutes later, I heard someone in our back yard. I heard my wife making out, then an unmistakable slurping sound: She was definitely sucking his cock. Then, I heard her make sounds she usually makes when I suck her nipples, "ooohh, yeah. Suck on it, baby! Bite it, bite it, ooohhhh!" Then I heard her grunt, as I could tell he had entered her. I started worrying about our neighbors hearing, as she was grunting loudly, "Oh, yeah. Faster, faster! Oh, god! Pump me, stud! Oooohh, aaahhhh!" She came quickly, and constantly. She must have cum, at least vocally, four tines. Then, I heard an unfamiliar grunt, and Kate moaned loudly, like she does when someone cums inside her. Then I heard her grunt again, as if she was being entered again. `There must be more than one person out there!', I thought, as I heard her moaning very loudly. Then, she seemed to be moaning with a muffled sound for a few minutes. Then, silence. About three minutes later, she called for me to come out to get her. What I came out to, was quite a sight. She was on her back, the rope that was tying her hand together were now also tied to her ankles, holding her apart. Her legs were splayed, with cum leaking from her pussy, and she had cum all over her blindfold, and running down her face! On her was a note, "Your wife was well used, while you listened. Clean her up with your tongue, then go to bed. Sweet dreams, slave." She looked so sexy! I cleaned her, and, then, we went inside, and she put on a revealing teddy for bed. She Said, "There was more than one person out there tonight. I could tell! The one that came inside of me was shaped differently." She knew this would get to me, and my hard cock gave me away. We went to bed, and went to sleep. Tuesday and Wednesday went the same way, except Master was the only one who came and fucked her. On Thursday, he called at the same time, but his instructions were different. "Slave, I want you to open the back door. Slut, I want you to strip, and kneel on your hands and knees. Put the curtain over the middle of your body, so that your front half is in your den, and your back half is outside. I want slave to witness your reactions tonight. You have five minutes." I went to the back door, and opened it. Kate got completely undressed, as I caught a glimpse of her tits for the first time in almost a week. Her nipples were already standing up in anticipation, and I could tell she was excited. About five minutes later, she gasped, as someone grabbed a hold of her hips, and entered her. Her eyes fluttered as she was rocking back and forth quickly. She started moving faster, and moaning, as I saw Master's balls slapping against her pussy from underneath. Then, he reached his hands under the curtains, and grabbed a hold of her nipples, and tweaked and twisted them. This sent her over the edge with a scream. Then, I heard a moan from the other side of the curtains, as she was filled with his come. He pulled out of her, and told her to stay where she was. A few moments later, I heard soft talking from the other side of the curtains: He must have brought a friend. Suddenly, Kate gasped again, then moaned very loudly, as she was entered again. She was gasping, "Oooohhh, aaaahhh. This one is huge! I feel like I'm being split in two." I looked under her, and saw two very large black nuts hitting her pussy with each stroke in her. The base of his cock looked impressive. She was moaning loudly, and put her head on the floor, getting rug burn on her face, as she let the monster of a cock saw in and out of her. She must have come at least 5 times, while he fucked her. He was also lasting quite a while, about a half hour. Finally, I heard a moan, and I saw her head snap up, as he buried himself even deeper, if that was possible, and deposited his come deep in her pussy. They both came down for a few moments; I could imagine her pussy spasming around his cock as it softened; my cock was leaking pre-cum, and I had to literally keep myself from cumming on the spot. He finally pulled out of her, and Master told her to turn around, but keep the curtain over her middle, so she could clean them off. I heard the unmistakable slurping sounds, as she licked them both clean. I also saw her pussy, which was now facing me. She had two large hand prints on her hips, and her pussy was gaping like it never had before, he must have been massive! Finally, he told her to go into the house, and told me to clean her out, and imagine the feeling my cock in her pussy. He told us he would call on Saturday, and, if possible, get a babysitter for the kids on Saturday night. She came into the house, and told me, "That last one was huge! I never thought I could come so hard, from something lodged so deep in me. You've got a lot of cleaning out to do, while I update my diary!" She put on her nightgown, and we went into the bedroom. As she wrote in her diary, I went down on her. She felt like she had a gallon of come in her, and it took a long time to suck out all the juices, along with the juices she was still producing. As she told me, "God, it felt so great. It was great watching your expression as I was fuuuuccccckkkkk....". Her last sentence was cut off, as she came again. On Saturday, the kids all wanted to spend the night at friends houses, which was normal (we usually rotated having their friends over, and having them at friends' houses). Kate was thankful that during the week, that they never commented on her anklet; she had cleverly picked one out with an innocuous design on the other side, which she turned out when they were around. We were hopeful, with our weekend open, that Pat would call. I was especially hopeful, as my week had passed, and I had already asked Kate to ask permission for me to come the next time she saw him. At about 5 O'clock, we got a call, which I answered. "Hello" "Hi, this is Pat" "Hello, Master" "Very good, slave. How is your availability?" " The kids are gone, we are yours", I heard my wife interject. She must have picked up the other line, after listening to me. "Good", he said. "I want you both over at my house in a 45 minutes. I want you to both clean your asses out before coming over, you're both in for a workout. As soon as you are clean, I want you both to walk over to my house, nude. Remember, 45 minutes, and bring your diaries." He hung up. Kate went first into the bathroom, and gave herself an enema. As she came out, I could tell she was already excited. I went in next, and filled the bag with warm, soapy water. I then kneeled on the floor, and let the water rush into me. As I was getting past the cramps, I thought about what Master said; it looked like my ass was in for a workout as well. I hoped I would finally be allowed to come that night, as I had been watching and cleaning up come for a week, and my nuts felt like they weighed 10 pounds each. Although winter was approaching, it was still a little light out. We dodged our way down the block, from bush to bush, and, after what seemed an eternity, we reached his side gate. We went in, and knocked on the side door to his garage, as before. As he opened the door, we both said, "Hello, Master", remembering the last time we came over and did not greet him. "Hello slut and slave. That greeting was better than the last time. Come in to the garage, I have some things for you, and I want to talk to you both, before we go in to the house." We went in, and he had us both stand by in the middle of his garage. He went over to his workbench, and came back with what looked like two signs attached to string. He said, "I have guests over tonight. The both of you are the entertainment, and the prizes. You see, I'm having poker night here, in more ways than one", he laughed, " and I want my guests to know who the two of you are named. So I made these nameplates. Like them?" "Yes, Master", we both answered. "First, we have to make it so you both are more manageable." He went back over to the workbench, and got two sets of cuffs, and a large rubberband. "First, for the slut. You see, I need a place to put this name plate, and I have just the place." He cuffed her hands behind her back, then took her nameplate. The ends of the string had loops in them. He massaged her nipples to get them hard, then he took one loop, and tightened it around her nipple. She moaned as she got used to the constriction around her nipple. He then did the same for her other nipple. Hanging from it was a wooden sign, " Mrs. Finch - slut and fuck toy". He said, "Okay, we've gotten the slut taken care of, now for slave. For you, since your nipples are small, I enhanced your sign holders." To do this, he placed small clothespins on each end. He cuffed my hands behind my back, then told Kate to suck my nipples to get them hard. That was the first time I had her mouth on that part of my body in a few weeks, and I responded immediately. Master then took one clothespin, and hooked it to my right nipple. It wasn't too tight, but I definitely knew it was there, and it wasn't coming off. He then took the other clothespin, and put it on my other nipple, and let the sign drop naturally. The weight of the sign added to my discomfort. He led me over to a mirror, so I could read my sign, as my wife giggled. It said, "Mr. Finch - slave and male cum drinker". "How do you like my handiwork, you two?" "We like it, Master", we both said. "Good. Now for two more things, then we are ready. Slut, I'm glad you've been wearing my anklet. I also noticed that you have a pattern on the other side. Is this so you can turn it around when the kids are around?" "Yes, Master", she said. "Very well, we don't want these games to be known to your family. Anyway, put your foot with the anklet up on the stool here". She did so, and I noticed he brought over a soldering iron. He then proceeded to solder the clasp on the anklet shut. "There, now you can't take it off, without my knowing it, so you'll always have that tag as my property. I want you to wear the pattern side in when you are not around family. Even in public". "Yes, Master", she said. I thought about all the public possibilities of her wearing that anklet with the "Mrs. Finch, Pat Grimsley's Fuck Toy" out for the world to see. He then approached me with the rubberband. "Well now, for tonight, I want to make sure you are all trussed up for our guests." With that, he wrapped the rubberband tightly around my balls and cock, making them jut out, and separating my balls from my body. "There, I think we're ready, now." As he said that, I figured now was my chance to get Kate to ask about my prospects for the evening. I looked at her longingly, and she said, "Master, I have a question to ask you." "Not yet", Master said. "You'll get to ask it later, if it is what I think it is. Shall we go in?" As we went into the house, we could not see anyone else immediately. However, once we turned the corner in his kitchen, we saw a card table with chips on it, and six chairs. After taking a few more steps, we saw 5 men in the livingroom, watching a college football game. Some of them stood up to get a better look at us, and a few of them laughed, "What a sight!", one of them said. "You weren't shitting us. You really do have a sex slave couple", another one said. Master then introduced everyone: "Everyone, as you can read on the signs, this is slut and slave. They are a married submissive couple that belong to me, now. They do whatever I tell them to do, and, even though they are married, they can't even fuck each other, unless I say so. Isn't that right slut? Who do you belong to?" My wife spoke up, "That's right Master. My holes, and my husband's hole and cock belong to you." He said, "I even have them keep diaries of their adventures. We 'll bring those out in a little while. Slut, slave, let me introduce my guests to you. Believe it or not, some of them slut has already gotten to know, even though she hasn't seen all of them. And you, slave, have tasted what they left in and on your pretty wife. First, here is Don." Don was about 5' 10", medium build, with blond hair. He next introduced Ted, a shorter, chubby redhead. Next, Paul, about 6' 3", lanky, with brown hair. Next was Allan, about 5' 11", brown hair, stocky build. Finally, there was Earl. He was about 6' 4", athlete's build, and black. "Well, now that we have made our introductions, how about some cards, gentlemen?" There was some clapping of hands, as the men made their way to the table. They stopped as they got to the table, however, as Master turned to face us. "We will be playing cards, and the two of you, as I said earlier, will be the prizes." All the men started taking their pants off, as I guessed what was coming next. Master continued, "The winner and loser of each hand will each receive a blow job from one of you. The two of you will go under the table, and, as the hands are played, we will indicate the winner of the hand. This will be done by the winner tapping their foot on the ground. If they tap their right foot, slut will go down on that person, if it is their left foot, it will be slave. Then the loser of the hand will tap a foot for the other person. You will suck on them until you the end of the next hand when you will hear the feet tap again. This ought to get the evening off right." We got under the table, and the men sat down. Kate and I looked around, " sizing up the players" as it were. Don's cock was average size. Ted's was a bit like him, short and wide. Paul's was thinner, but about 8" or so. Allan's was good sized, long and well proportioned. Earl's was huge, at least 11", and about as wide as Kate's wrist. He must have been the one to fuck her on Thursday. Kate whispered in my ear that she thought Don's cock was the other one that used her on Monday. Finally, there was Master's, about 9" long. We heard shuffling, and the first game was on. After about 3 or 4 minutes. We heard a shout of victory, as Paul tapped his right foot. Kate went over to him, and I saw her take his cock into her mouth. I heard Paul make kind of a muffled groan, as Kate worked her magic on him. Then I saw Ted's foot tap. I went over to him, and took his cock in my mouth. I started licking the head, and along the shaft, and then took it into my mouth fully. It was wide, but not too long. About 4 minutes later, I saw Don's right foot tap. Kate switched over to him, much to Paul's dismay, from the sounds he made when she let go of his cock. After about thirty seconds, I saw Earl's left foot tap. I went over to his monster, and licked the huge cock head, and then fit as much of it into my mouth as I could. Another 4 minutes, another hand done. This time, Allan tapped his left foot. I went over to him, and took him into my mouth. Earl "lost" again, but this time, he got Kate's mouth to work on him. After the next hand, Master won, and he tapped his right foot. I waited, then I saw Allan tap his left foot. I stayed working on Allan for the next hand. After the next hand, Earl won again, and Master lost. Earl got Kate, while I worked on Master. Then it was Don's turn. He took Kate, while I went over to Paul. It went on like this for about a half hour. After a while, it seemed that Allan was "losing" a lot, as I was kept working on him more than the others. Finally, the guests were talking about stepping up the action, and Master said the winner of the next hand would be the first to fuck my wife. And, since he was the host, he would bow out of this hand. The hand was dealt, and a cry of joy came from Ted, as he won the hand. They then got up from the table, as Master got us both up. He led us into the livingroom, carrying our diaries. The Owned Couple Chapter Three, Part Two ========================================= He said, "Before we go further, gentlemen, I want to share the diaries of these two with you. These two have been my slaves now for a week, and it would be nice to see what has happened. First slave's diary." He opened mine, and with mock surprise said, "Why, slave you only have one entry in here! You mean to tell me you've only cum once in the last week? " "That is right, Master", I said. "How was it? Did you get to deposit it into your wife's pussy?" "No, Master." "Then tell us what happened. " "I jacked off into my hand." "What did you do with the cum?" "I used it to lubricate my wife's ass, so you could fuck her up the ass." The guests howled with laughter. "You mean to tell me that you used your cum to prepare your wife's back door, so she could get sodomized?" "Yes, Master ". "Why haven't you cum since then". "I don't have permission to". "You mean you have to get permission to even jack off?" "Yes, Master". "Why haven't you asked me?" "Because I must have my wife ask for me." "You mean you have to have your wife beg me for permission for you to cum? Is this correct, slut?" "Yes, Master". "I see. Now, how about slut's diary, I'm sure its much more interesting". He put mine down, and opened hers. "Well, well. You have been a busy girl this last week, haven't you, slut? " "Yes, Master", my wife said, almost proudly. "Let's see here. Slut, how many entries are here in this diary?" "Eleven". "How did those eleven break down?" "Two in my mouth, nine in my pussy, and one in my ass." "That must have been a lot of come. Wasn't there a mess?" "No", my wife said, "my husband cleans me out after each night". "Will he do that again tonight? Clean out the come of men who have used you in front of him?" "If you say so, yes Master", she said. I was really humiliated, embarrassed and turned on, my cock straining against the rubberband. He said, " and none of those eleven loads was from your own husband?" "No, Master". " Well, if you're so accommodating, husband, we'll surely take advantage of this situation." "Okay, let's get started. Ted, since you won, you get to go first. How do want to take the slut?" "I want her to sit on my dick", Ted said. " Very good. Lay down on the floor, there. Slut, give my guest a thorough fucking. And since her mouth will be unoccupied, Paul, would you like a blowjob from the slut?" "You bet", Paul answered. I saw my wife straddle Ted, as he guided her down into a squatting position so that she was fully impaled on Ted's short, fat, cock. Paul immediately fed her his cock, as I saw my wife getting it from both ends for the first time. She was moaning which must have been magic on Paul's prick. The sign hanging from her nipples was bouncing up and down, as she was balanced on her toes, moving on Ted's wide cock. It seemed like the whole top half of her body was flush, as she got closer to one of many orgasms. Ted and Paul helped keep her balance, as her legs got weak, when she came, which, when she did, her constant muffled groaning worked like a vibrator on Paul's lucky cock. Master then turned towards me, "Okay, slave, great sight, isn't it? Your wife is about to pull a train, and you aren't even at the station. Well, that's okay. You see, as you can probably tell by now, my good friend Allen enjoys slaves more than sluts. So why don't you help my guest out, by giving him a blowjob." As I started licking Allan's cock, my wife moaned loudly, as Ted pulled her down, so her whole weight was on his cock, as he spewed his seed into her womb. With her constant muffled moaning, Paul was right behind Ted, as he shot his load into her hungry mouth. He pulled out as he came, so some of his come spurted on her mouth. I went to work on Allan's cock, as Master led Kate over to the table, and laid her on her back. Don jumped in, and entered her to the hilt. Master took Paul's place, as he fed her his cock. Meanwhile, Allan was getting into the action more, as he grabbed the back of my head, and forced me to deep throat him. I gagged, and tried to fight it at first, but, once I got my throat muscles to relax, it wasn't too difficult. Over on the table, Don had Kate's legs over his shoulder, as he was pumping deep inside my wife. Master was pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. I imagined that I must have looked the same way to my wife, with a cock pumping in and out of my mouth. Allan started going faster and faster, until I felt a twitch on the underside of his cock, as he pumped a load of fresh sperm into my mouth. Like Paul, he pulled out in the middle of coming, and spurted some on my face. I closed my eyes, just in time, to keep the come from spurting into my eyes. My eyes opened quickly, as Allan thanked me and twisted one of the clothespins on one of my nipples. The sharp pain was quickly replaced by the sight of my wife. Master had pulled out of her mouth, and she was talking incoherently, "Oh, fuck. Yessss, give it to me! Fuck me! Give me your come!" She tossed her head from side to side, and Don reached down and tweaked her roped nipples. This really sent her over the edge, as she came so loudly, she must have alerted the neighbors. Her post orgasmic twitching and clutching in her cunt must have sent Don over the edge, as her came violently, filling her with his semen. Master quickly took Don's place, and fucked her violently, bouncing her tits up and down, while she was laying on the table. The other guys were either coming down, or masturbating to get hard again, and I noticed Earl next to my wife, licking his chops. He finally fed my wife his large black cock. She could hardly get her mouth around the head, but she was so much in heat, that she was sucking away for all she was worth. Master pinned Kate' s knees to the sign, and entered her deeply, pumping quickly. He came with a roar, adding his sperm to the mix brewing in my wife's cunt. Earl pulled away, and everyone stood there for a moment. Master finally spoke up, "Now, to give this slut what she really needs. Slave, I want you to straddle your pretty wife on the table, like you did last weekend." " Yes, Master", I replied. "Good, now, grab her feet, and hold her open by her toes, so my good friend Earl can ream her out good." I looked down at Kate, she was out of it. Her eyes were half closed, and she was still moaning. I looked down at the mess seeping from her cunt. Her pussy was wide open, and come was dripping down onto the table. I looked back up at her face, which was drenched in come. I never loved her more than at that moment. She was a total slut, and I wanted her. Bad. Master spoke up, "There you go, my friend. She is ready to be violated deeply by your huge dick. And her husband is even opening her up for you. You should enjoy this." Earl positioned himself in front of my wife, and, since her opening was so gaping and sopping, entered her balls deep in one stroke; almost a full foot of cock. My wife's head snapped and she screamed, "Oh God, yes. Split me in two with your huge cock. God, you are hitting places inside me I didn' t even know about!" Even with her stretched out, her cunt lips were being pulled out and in with each stroke. I also saw a string of come on Earl's cock, as he pumped her. And with me holding her open, he was going deeper than normal. Her toes seemed to wrap themselves around my fingers, gripping my fingertips. It was such a sexy feeling, holding my wife's toes, while she was fucked by another man. Earl was grunting and talking, "Man, this slut is hot! I feel like the top of my dick is coming out of her mouth!" As big as it was, it wouldn't have surprised me if it did. I watched, mesmerized, watching the contrast of her naked white pussy and pink lips, being split by this massive black piece of pure fuck meat. He finally grabbed her hips, buried himself to the hilt, and blasted a load of come into Kate. The wind seemed to be knocked out of her, and her head slumped to one side. "Holy fuck", Ted said, you made her pass out!" Master got her some water, and she came to quickly. Everyone rested for a few minutes, as she recovered. Then Master said, "I'm such a bad host. You've gone through the front door, but haven't tried the back door yet. Which brings me to the next part. Are you ready to continue, slut?" "Oh, God yes", she said. " Great. Now, was there a question you wanted to ask me earlier?" She thought for a moment, then said, "Yes, Master. My husband asked me if he could come tonight, after you have used me." "Why, sure he can, and I'll even go one better. He can come twice tonight. The first time will be right now! Slave, I'll take off that rubberband around you, and you may be jacked off, into Allan's hand." He took the rubberband off my cock, and I got light-headed from the rush of blood, as the circulation was restored to my prick. I needed no further prodding, as, after what I witnessed, Allan grabbed my prick, and jacked me off. I got to my dizzying heights of orgasm quickly, from all the built up frustration of the past week. I came like never before into Allan's hand. Master uncuffed my hands, briefly, as he said, "Okay slave, you know the drill, so your wife can get drilled. Slut get on your knees." She quickly complied. "Okay, slave, work your sperm into your wife's ass, so we can have some back door fun. Hey, guys did I tell you that her husband has only been in her ass twice the whole time they've been married? I've already been back there, and, man, is it tight. We'll break his record in her ass in one night, and set a new record in his." I smeared my come into her ass, and worked my lubricated fingers into her to loosen her up. "Okay, slave, that's enough with part one. Now, why don't you clean the residue of your filthy come on Allan's hands." Allan fed me his finger, as I sucked the come off. "Okay, she's set, now for the slave. Paul, will you do the honors, while I cuff slave's hands behind his back again?" As Master cuffed my hands behind my back, he maneuvered me onto me knees, facing my wife. As he did this, Paul went behind my wife, and took a handful of the mess seeping from her cunt. He the went behind me and I felt slick fingers probing my ass, as he lubricated me with the juices of my wife, and her four lovers. After Paul got me greased up, he brought his hand to my mouth, and I licked his fingers clean. "Okay, Paul", Master said, since you didn't get to fuck her, you get first `crack', if you'll pardon the pun, at her ass. Allan, slave is all yours, ready to go. And, as an added bonus, he is an anal virgin! Oh, he's been fucked up the ass with dildos and what not. But never with the real thing." I saw Allan's face light up, as he left my view, and got behind me. Master then said, "Okay, slave and slut. I want you to both look into each other's eyes as you are penetrated and fucked. Go ahead, gentlemen!" I looked deep into my wife's eyes for the first time since the evening began. I saw the drying come on her cheeks, and saw the lust still in her eyes. Then, I felt the head of Allan's cock at my asshole. He proceeded slowly as he buried the head of his cock in my ass. It felt more spongy and warmer than the dildos I'd been fucked with; it almost felt hot. Then Allan said, " Get ready", as he grabbed my hips, and he buried his cock in my ass to the hilt. My head snapped up, and my eyes became saucers. My wife smiled, and said " how does it feel to get fucked, honey? Doesn't it feel gooo....oooohhh!" Her sentence was cut off, as Paul buried himself in her ass. Allan grabbed a hold of my cuffs and Paul did the same with Kate's and used them to pull their cocks in and out of us. Kate reached over with her head, and kissed me deeply, her tongue and mine intertwining and vibrating as we both moaned. I felt myself getting hard again as Allan was doing a real job on my prostate. I felt Allan's balls slapping against me, as he fucked me deeply; it felt so different from the dildos, I could feel him moving in me at different angles. I must have zoned out, because I looked at my wife again, and she was getting close to coming again, saying "Yes, Allan. Fuck my husband! Fill him with your come. Oooohhhh! Come in me Paul!" It sounded like she was experiencing both Allan's and Paul's cocks in her at once. I felt like I was about to come myself, as the friction on my prostrate increased. Then, I felt an inner warmth unlike anything I had felt before, then, a complete relaxation. I wouldn't call it coming, in the conventional sense of the word, but there is no other word to describe it. Then, I felt Allan pumping faster, and saw Paul matching thrusts into my wife. Then, I felt Allan bury himself to the hilt, and he groaned as he filled my ass with his come. I saw Paul's eyes go back into his head at the same moment as he came inside my wife. I could feel Allan softening for a few moments, before he pulled out of me. Paul then pulled out of Kate. Master then said, "Wow! That was quite a show. Now for some freestyle! Well, there are four of us left, and five holes to use. Guys, since I'm the host, feel free to pick first." I saw Don lie down on the floor, and maneuvered my wife on top of him, as he buried himself in my wife. Ted then got behind me, and took Allan's spot in my ass. As Master was deciding which one to of us to go to, Earl was moving towards Kate. Don was pumping my wife, now, and I should see the collected juices inside her roll down his cock with each stroke. Then I saw Earl go behind my wife. I thought there was no way he could fuck her back there! He positioned his tree trunk at the entrance of her ass, and whatever spell she was under was quickly broken when she started to enter. "Aaaaahhhh! NNNOOOO! You're going to break me in half! Oh god! Ooohhhhh!", she screamed, but I noticed she didn't move away. Master, at that moment, moved Ted and I over so my head was near Kate's, and he said, "Do you want him to stop, slut?" She just moaned for a while, then shook her head no. My wife was starting to grunt hard, Earl must have hit bottom, but he still had 4 or 5 inches left to put in her. Then, he grabbed Kate's hips, and shoved all the way in. My wife couldn't breathe for a minute, he must have practically knocked the wind out of her, but there was no doubt, he was now in balls deep. At that moment, Ted grabbed my hips the same way, buried himself completely in me, and emptied his balls into me. He quickly pulled out to watch the show. Master had me slowly move around behind Kate, as he said, "Look at how your wife's asshole is stretched out, slave. Too bad you'll never get to be in her ass again, although it probably won't be as tight again, after this!" I looked down to see her insides practically being pulled out with each stroke in and out of her body. I could also see a pool of fluids collecting at Don's balls from their coupling. Master then fed my wife his cock, as I saw her taking cock in all her holes at once. She truly was, at that moment, a fuck toy, and a living wet dream. I then felt a hand on my shoulder, as Allan was hard again. He shoved his cock down my throat, as I could hear my wife's loud moaning, almost screaming around Master's cock, which was wedged in her throat. Then, I heard Don grunt, as he filled my wife with another load of sticky sperm. He stayed in place after he came, as Earl kept fucking my wife up her ass. He was getting close, as he was shouting, " Oh, man! This is so tight. Damn, its like a vice! Here it comes, slut!" He then went in to the hilt, and filled my wife's bowels with his come. Don then got out from under her, as Master turned her over, and started fucking my formerly tight holed wife. He started fucking her, and I could see sperm squirting out of her with each stroke he took into my spouse. I could see Paul masturbating over my wife, as he said, "Give it to her Pat! Fuck her! Fuck her in front of her husband!" Master then started pumping faster, and came as Paul shoved his cock down her throat. Around his cock, I could hear my wife's muffled screaming, as she came yet again. I moaned at that sight, and the vibration must have sent Allan over the edge, as he sent his third load of the night down my throat. Paul went over the edge with the sounds and sights, as he pulled out of her mouth, and dumped his sperm on her face and tits. Master then said, "Well, there are a lot of cocks here that got soiled inside your wife and yourself. Clean them, slave!" With that, I went down on each cock that was inside my wife and myself, as I cleaned them off. It was hot to taste the combined juices of my wife and the men who debased her on their cocks. I was so hard by this point, that a single touch would have made me come. No such relief was coming in the immediate future, however, as Master said, "Well, slut and slave, we certainly enjoyed the entertainment you have both provided this evening. However, I think it is time you both started home. Slave, you may fuck the slut when you both get home. Just make sure you clean her out afterwards. I don't want any spunk inside my fuck toy. I want you both to walk, not run home, and you will both go home the way you are, as soon as I remove these cuffs." He then removed the cuffs, as we both stretched out our arms for the first time that night. He continued, "Keep the signs on, until you are in your home. And, by the way, if anyone propositions either of you for some sex on the way home, you will do as they say, and will not turn them down. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master", we both replied. "Good. Now, slave, thank the guests for the evening, and be as detailed as you can!" I said, "Thank you, sirs, for the evening. Thank you for fucking my wife in every hole. Thank you for fucking her up her ass. Thank you for making me hold her open for you. And thank you for fucking me as well, and feeding me your cocks." We got comments back, such as "Wouldn't miss it for the world!", and, "That was so hot!" Once that was done, Master opened the front door, and directed us to walk out the door on our way home. We weren't sure what awaited us on the way. But, I know, I was looking forward to getting home as soon as possible, so I could finally come. The Owned Couple Chapter Four ============================= We gingerly walked out the door, and heard it close behind us. I was in a hurry for us to get home, so I could fuck my wife fully for the first time in over two weeks. We walked as fast as we could, we didn't run as per Master's instructions. Even walking, we could both feel the signs' weight bouncing up and down our sore nipples. When we got a few doors away from home, and just as I thought we were home free, a car drove by. I hoped that whoever was driving was preoccupied or something, so whoever was in the vehicle did not see us. No such luck, though. The car turned around, and pulled up next to us. It was driven by Joe, a college kid, whose parents lived a few houses down from us. We watched him grow up from an awkward 13 year old, to now, a strapping member of the local college football team. In the passenger seat was someone else. I prayed they just wanted to make some comments, but that dream was shattered when Joe said, "Holy shit! See, Mike, I told you Pat wouldn't lie to me." "Hot damn, we get some tail tonight!", Mike said. Joe said, "Pat told me you two would be walking home around this time, but I thought we were going to miss you, `cause me and my friend here had to go to a Frat party. Man, what timing! Now look, Kate, Pat told us that you would put out on demand, when you are walking home naked like this. Well, will you?" "Of course, Joe", my wife said. "Pat, I mean, Master gave us instructions to do whoever wanted us when we were walking home tonight. But I must ask you, Joe, not to tell your parents what happens tonight. And you must take me in my back yard, because Master said it had to be outdoors." "No problem, Kate, or, as your sign says,