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Chastity Belt RouletteChastity Belt RouletteChapter OneIn a small town in New Jersey a small group of husbands andwives meets each weekend for a very special evening. The purpose ofthe evening is for the husbands to provide total, complete andabsolute service to the wives in any manner they see fit, while thehusbands compete for a chance at Chastity Belt Roulette. You see, eachhusband is locked into a very secure and non-removable chastity belt,which can only be unlocked with the proper key. Only two keys exist inthe world: One carefully locked away in a secret safe deposit box, andthe other safely hidden and out the reach of the husbands. Perhaps Ishould digress and explain this novel approach to ensure husbandfidelity and servitude.Six months ago I committed a cardinal sin; I cheated on mywife. It was my first and last time, but in a moment of male weaknessI allowed myself to be tempted for simple sexual pleasure. Now Icannot achieve an erection let alone even touch myself without firstearning the right to compete in Chastity Belt Roulette. But I amgetting ahead of myself. Like a lot of weak males I could not livewith the guilt and hoped for forgiveness from my wife. I was surprisedto learn she knew I had cheated and had kept it to herself.When I finally told her she let out her pent up anger, butover time our relationship seemed to improve. I was cut off from sexduring this time of course.Then one day she sat down and laid out an ultimatum for me.It seems she had discussed my transgression with her some ofher closest friends. One of her friends had a similar experience withher husband. As it turned out, that friend had already joined a groupof women, who all had husbands who cheated. Each wanted the samething, an alternative to divorce but one that would guarantee he wouldnever cheat again. Even more important, to ensure he would be moreattentive to her needs, become dependent on her and look to her andonly her for sexual pleasure.After searching for the answer, they found it. Reading up onthe strict discipline and observance of chastity by Middle East women,they discovered that indeed a highly secure and totally effectivechastity belt was indeed made for males. In fact, since males couldcleanse more easily, the male belt could be left on indefinitely ifdesired.As the plan began to gel, the group thinned out, leaving onlythose woman with husbands who would do anything not to be divorced. Mywife Gloria became interested in talking with the group.As she learned more, she began to see a wonderful new lifetaking shape for us.I was the macho male in bed, proud of my sexual feats. Yet, mywife always wanted to take charge. Unfortunately, my male ego wouldn’tlet her, at least not very often. I earned a very comfortable livingas a prominent defense attorney, specializing in sexual harassment, mywife was an executive at a corporation and also earned a verycomfortable salary. Our life was very simple, a beautiful home, maid,cook, cars and great vacations. Why would I want to leave this?On the day she approached me with the proposition, it was alllaid out for me. It was rehearsed very well.She had hired the finest divorce lawyer available. She saidshe had photographic proof of my infidelity. Furthermore, if I did notagree to her terms, not only would she get everything, but she wouldruin my business. I was somewhat skeptical she could really ruin mybusiness, but I would soon learn she had the capability in hand. I satand listened in total disbelief. I was totally convinced she meantevery word. But what were her terms she kept alluding to?Only after signing a confession of infidelity and agreeing toher terms did she reveal them. They were actually simple and seemedrather silly. All I had to do was to wear a chastity belt and attend aparty with her once a week, where I and other men, in the samesituation, would serve and obey completely anything the wivesdemanded. I sat there, wondering what the catch was. A stupid chastitybelt I would take off the moment I left home and serving women did notseem all that bad. That might be fun. All of a sudden she barked out acommand.She told me to undress completely and take a hot shower.While showering, she suddenly opened the curtain. She herselfwas now nude. It didn’t take long for my cock to snap to attention asI hadn’t had any for quite awhile now and my right hand just didn’tquite feel the same as a nice warm, wet pussy. She turned off thewater and told me that she wanted to shave all my hair from the neckdown. She had always wanted to feel me with smooth soft skin. Itsounded kinky, so what the heck. As her hands held my swollen cock shecarefully shaved my pubic hair. I admit it felt and looked ratherfunny.Next she shaved my underarms, something I really did not like.Finally she applied a depilatory over my legs and I watched asthe hair seemed to melt away.We turned the water back on as she hugged me, letting my cockfeel her warm body. It slid under her pussy as she pressed against mybody. I tried to angle it in, but she kept it pressed against her,sliding between her lips. Slowly at first, then faster. I knew shewould soon be asking me to slip it in. I let her get closer and closerand suddenly she shook, then she screamed as she pressed hard againstmy aching swollen cock. I whispered, “Now I’ll let you cum with a hardcock inside you. “As she stepped out, with a smile on her face, she quicklyturned on the cold water. It hit like a ton of bricks. In an instantmy erection was limp.I came out of the shower screaming at her. She had alreadystart putting on a robe. It was her look that made me stop. It wascold, sincere and she obviously controlled the situation. I grabbed atowel to dry myself as she went to her closet and returned with a box.I was curious and came over as she removed a very no nonsenselooking harness of some kind. “What the hell is that?” “It’s yourchastity belt dummy.” “I can’t wear that, besides, I thought we werejust getting started.” “You’re right, we are just getting started.That was your first lesson. You’re here to please me. If I decide andwhen I decide, you may be rewarded. Remember, you just signed yourlife away and it’s locked up now.”At the moment I wasn’t sure what proof she had and I didn’twant to take chances just yet. There was time for that later. For nowI’d just go along with this game. Besides the quicker I accommodatedher the quicker this would be over, or so I thought.First came a stainless steel band, covered with rubber thatfit tightly around my waist. It did not have any room to slide at all.It fastened with a lock which I had never seen before.Then she slid this rubber coated steel sheath over my limpcock and locked it to another formidable steel piece that attached tothe belt around my waist. Two steel chains were attached to the backof the belt. These ran between my legs and were attached to the pieceholding sheath.Finally she locked the piece, which secured the penis sheath,to the front of the belt with an equally secure lock. She took the keyand left the room, with me pondering just what the hell did I getmyself into.When she returned, she smiled.”The key to the chastity belt is now locked up along with theconfession. They are locked in a safe you aren’t aware of and bytomorrow will be safely in my attorney’s hands. In case you’re arewondering, how long you will wear the chastity belt, I will tell you.You will be wearing it long after all your pubic hair grows back. I’vebeen told that it is a lot of fun. Each itch should remind you of yourposition in life from now on. I own your cock, I own your total andcomplete attention, and I own your life. If you try to remove thechastity belt forcefully, you will probably end up in the hospital.I’ve been told no one has successfully removed it by force and thosewho did, hurt themselves trying. I will also throw away the keys andtell my attorney to execute my divorce papers with your signedconfession. You will continue to wear it until I feel you are ready toattend a little party. When you show me complete obedience, we willdiscuss our next phase.”My anger broke through. This is totally ridiculous and I”demand you take this belt off me. I don’t give a fuck what evidenceyou have of my infidelity. Who cares. If you want a divorce, you gotit. There is nothing you can do harm my business.”With that she turned to the television and proceeded to play avideo tape. There were scenes of my fooling around with one of myclients who just won a large law suite for sexual harassment. Thenthere were some scenes of us in bed and finally a replay of my wifeputting on the chastity belt.”This is for starters. I would think a little newspaper exposeof a prominent attorney screwing one of his clients and his wifeputting a chastity belt on him, might cause the Bar Association to aska few embarrassing questions.”* * *The next six months were the worst nightmare I hadexperienced. It started with the pubic hair growing back. I could noteven scratch myself. Each move drove me up the wall. I inventedreasons to take showers, directly the water at the chastity belt. But,adding insult to injury I had to shave my underarms each week and keepmy legs hairless.As I became accustomed to the belt and the pubic hair finallygrew back, it started to become a ritual to shave myself.Finally, my wife allowed me to grow my leg hair if I agreed tohave it waxed off. The chance to not have to shave my legs once a weekseemed a small price for the pain of waxing.Even my toilet habits were changed. I did everything like awomen as my cock was permanently pointed down between my legs. Gloriaappreciated never having to put the seat down.At first my duties were simple. Preparing her bath, helpingher dress (my favorite), and fetching drinks or snacks, usually atnight. Then it expanded to washing her lingerie or anything the maiddidn’t do. With the maid and cook around, it was becoming somewhatawkward.About that time, and unknown to me, my wife had a talk withour maid and cook. The two women were told of my predicament. Just tomake sure they found it acceptable, she also gave them both a raiseand explained that on their day off, I was to straighten both theirrooms and clean their bathrooms. This included any laundry they mighthave. This they accepted quite eagerly, as I had always been a bastardto both of them.Shortly after that, my wife started to allow me to touch herbody. At first all I was allowed was to suck her toes and kiss herfeet. Then I could suck her tits. Finally she rewarded me with thescent of her pussy again in my nose. She carefully instructed me howto separate her lips with my tongue and slowly pressing it against herclitoris, then letting it probe her hole.I spent hours bringing her to climax after climax, hoping shewould lose control and let my cock loose. My cock was in pain, ittried to get erect only to feel the tight boundaries of it confines.It would ooze cum. My wife would giggle as I “dripped” cum, just likea women with cum inside her.”Now you know how it feels.”I begged her to release me. I promised eternal faithfulness. Iwould never even look at another women. I would live to please her.Each night we would repeat our ritual. Some nights she wouldbe horny and I would have to spend hours satisfying her. I never knewshe could go on for so long. Sometimes she would get behind me while Iwas on all fours and kind of press against me. It was strange becauseshe couldn’t get off on it and neither could I. On other nights shemight awake in the middle of the night and whisper for me to serviceher. She would lazily spread her legs and reach a small shudderingclimax and just drift off to sleep with a smile on her pert lips.* * *One day she came home and announced we were going on vacation.A small mountain retreat. Strange that she always hated rustic typeplaces. I packed all her things carefully, as she instructed. Ismelled her lingerie as I neatly folded those wonderfulunmentionables.As I started to grab my suitcase, she said I would not needvery much and she had already arranged for my stuff.”But, my winter clothes are still in the closet.” “I said Ihave taken care of everything!”I was concerned and didn’t like departing without my clothes.We drove into the mountains and finally arrived at a rustichouse deep in the woods. Startled, I saw smoke coming from thechimney.”Oh, they are here already.” “Who?” I said.” Just two women Imet awhile ago,” she answered.”But, I thought this was for just us two. I thought I hadsatisfied you all these months as to my true feelings towards you.””Well, you thought wrong. Bring in the suitcases.”As I dragged in the last of her suitcases, I began to worry,just what was I going to wear with two other women around. This didnot seem like I thought it would be. Did they know about my chastitybelt? Besides, I had arranged for my associate to handle my case forthree weeks.Finally, I came into the den where my wife and the two otherwomen were talking and laughing. They turned to me and said,”Welcome. Your wife tells me you’re completely used to thechastity belt.”My mouth hung open.:We have no secrets here. We both know everything about you.Let’s see, you’re are completely shaven or should I say waxed. Youhate doing underarms, but we all do. And the last time you had anorgasm was, let’s see, six months ago.” “No, your wife came in theshower, but you took a cold shower.” “Oh yes, you were screwinganother women. I hope that it was worth it.” “Let’s see, orgasm lastssix seconds, and abstinence for over six months. A good start. Maybeif you’re a quick learner, you might cum for Christmas.” They allgiggled.”We have a few simple rules here.1. You will always obey all orders given by oneof us.2. Your wife has absolute authority over you.3. You will never sexually touch another women.”Enough for rules. Remember them. If you violate any of them,you and your wife must leave here and she can do whatever she desireswith you. As I understand it, you stand to lose a lot.”Now, upstairs to the right is your bedroom. You will sleep inyour bedroom or with your wife depending on what she desires. I hearyou are quite good with your tongue.”I couldn’t believe she knew that. Gloria had never spoken toanyone about our sexual life. I had to ask, “I don’t get this. Whoare you? Why would my wife tell you about our sexual life or for thatmatter about our agreement.””I don’t recall giving you permission to question us. But Iunderstand your concern. This is all new to you.” She proceeded totell me about the group of woman who formed to discuss methods ofcontrolling the sexual lives of their husbands and how it expanded toinclude dominating and making them serve their wives as dutifulhusbands should. “We have found that by merely controlling theircocks, we controlled the whole person. How wonderful. We eventuallyfound that we could enjoy our husbands as sexual toys. We did not haveto cater to them, we did not have to get them “hard”, in fact we couldsnap our fingers and have a warm tongue soothing the days problemsaway. Oh yes, a “hard” cock does have some advantage and occasionallywe could indulge ourselves. A carefully trained cock could be awonderful source of pleasure and the ultimate reward for a husband isjust an orgasm away. Think how simple. A few short strokes for adeserving husband and they’re happy. Of course, each time we allowsuch a reward, we must hold some penalty over their heads to ensurethey put their chastity belts back on. We have found very convincingreasons for you to jump into your belt again. Now, upstairs and youwill find your clothes laid out on the bed. If you need help, justcome down here and we’ll be glad to help you.”I was totally shaken. This is definitely deeper than I plannedon getting. As I turned into my room, I was taken back. It was simple.A large bed, dresser, and a closet. What really caught my eye was theoutfit lying on the bed. A real corset, stockings, old fashionedbloomers, a cotton camisole, several lacy petticoats, and a oldfashioned dress.At the foot of the bed were high heel shoes. I stormed out ofthe room and declared, “What the hell is this? I am not wearing thatstuff. Forget it.”They looked up totally nonchalant and Gloria held a key thatwas attached to her necklace and said, “I guess the party is over. I’msorry, I thought he would understand better than he did.” “Gloria, mydear, they all react this way. We found that the shock value ofrealizing their position was a better approach than doing it slowly.As for you, I assume you realize that without your wife, you havenothing. Oh yes. Your wife will always own your cock or you will ownnothing. Your choice. And I am sorry, I forgot to put out your bra.It’s still in the top drawer. I would take a careful look in the topdrawer before you say anything else.”I was speechless. I could simply give up everything, get thechastity belt sawed off somehow and start all over. I opened thedrawer and found some pictures. They were of me in my chastity belt,shaving my legs and underarms and one of me having my legs waxed. Thenthere were some that weren’t right. Someone doctored pictures of me. Iwas on all fours with Gloria behind me wearing what looked like thislarge cock. She never did that. There were some with me even smilingback at her.This was blackmail. I would have to move clear out of thestate and start a new business. O.K. just relax. How bad is this? Thegirls will have their kicks, and in three weeks I’ll be back home.Maybe, by then the belt might come off. Mental orgasms aren’t thatbad. Just think. It really isn’t bad eating pussy every night and allI’m really doing is some petty crap. Let’s stick this out and showthem I can take it.Chapter TwoShit, look at that bra. It must be a 40 DD. It has fake titsin it. And the corset, damn, it looks small and serious, not like thesexy ones I got for Gloria. O.K. I don’t have much choice for now. Ibetter get dressed.After taking off my clothes, I was shivering trying to fastenthe corset. I couldn’t even fasten the hooks and eyes and lacing it upthe back was impossible. Damn. I’ll go down stairs and pretend it’snothing and ask for help.The girls didn’t even look up as I came down with the corsethanging from me.”Oh, I see you need some help. Dear, a lesson is in order.First it’s a lot easier to put on your stockings first, bending withthe corset on is difficult. No matter, turn around. First fasten thetop hook. Now do the bottom. Now start moving up. Good. Now reachbehind and pull these laces first. Tighter. Now cross the two longloops and pull hard. Harder. Men, are such wimps. Now pull these fromthe bottom up again and pull it again. Keep pulling until the corsetseam is closed. Deary, you have a 34 inch waist, this is only a 30inch corset.”When you are fully trained your waist will be 26, to matchyour wife’s. In fact our goal is for your figure, with some help, tobe the same as your wife’s. You have to diet and exercise more. Herelet me show you.”With one pull the seams closed and my breath was squeezed outof me.”Much better. Now run along and quickly dress. We are hungryfor dinner.”She was right about the stockings, I practically bruised myribs pulling them up. I felt totally absurd putting on the huge braand fake tits. They were actually heavy and really pulled on my back.The rest of the clothes were easy. I somehow felt more comfortablepulling up the bloomers which came down below my knees and with thecamisole over my bra. I’m not sure if being warmer was part of it, butI at least bahis siteleri felt dressed and not naked in front of the women. Suddenly,I felt I needed to think of them as women not girls. As if theydemanded some more respect.Everything was fine until I put the shoes on. I figured theywould be much too small and I could just tell them they really didn’tfit. But, much to my chagrin, they fit. Then I tried walking for thefirst time in high heels. It felt like I was walking down hill and Ikept wobbling. I tried walking with smaller steps, but nothing helped.They really hurt my feet and made me feel funny. It’s like the clothesdidn’t count anymore, but the shoes made me walk like a woman. Andthey make a loud clack each time I took a step on the wood floor. Itwas embarrassing.I mustered all my courage and walked as quietly as I could andwent down stairs. Gloria had this smile from ear to ear. I turned beetred.”You will address us as Ms. K. and Ms. M. We do not believe insharing husbands, we do not get off dominating someone else’s husband.We are here to assist your wife. What she does with you is herbusiness. We’ve all discussed the most intimate parts of our lives. Sowe have no problem discussing how and what she may do with you totrain you for our special parties. If she is successful, you willlearn all about Chastity Belt Roulette.””Excuse me, Ms. K?” “Very good.” Just what is Chastity BeltRoulette?” “It’s just a game we play each week. We will have plenty oftime to discuss it later. Now, off to the kitchen and prepare dinner.The menu is on the table and I understand you make an excellent roastchicken. Roast chicken now! It will takes several hours. We have time.Call when it’s ready.”Between the dress getting in the way, gigantic tits blockingmy vision whenever I looked down, my ribs aching to be free and myfeet killing me, things could not have been worse, except I swear myback hurt from hauling around these tits. At least I can take off theheels. No one is here and Gloria always takes them off when she getshome. God, it really must feel good when I suck her toes after beingcramped in heels all day.No sooner did I removed the heels than Ms. M. came in andsaid that I didn’t have permission to take off the shoes.”I just thought it would be all right and how did you know Itook them off?” “It isn’t too difficult when all we hear is youclacking about in here and suddenly it stops.” “May I at least bring achair in here to sit while I wait.” “Why do you think we removed thechair.” “How much longer before the dinner is ready?” “About one hourand fifteen minutes.” “Come in with me to the den then.””Michael,” (the first time my name was used and it soundedfunny), “Gloria, Ms. M. and I were discussing you and it’s time weexplain why you are dressed this way. Contrary to every thought youhad, you are not cross dressed for our pleasure. Personally, seeingyou this way is rather amusing, but definitely not a turn on for Ms. Mor me. Maybe Gloria feels differently, but that’s not important to younow. The main intention for this is to acquaint you with the how itfeels, in a dramatic way, to be a woman. On display, in clothes thatmay not be functional or comfortable.”Gloria may or may not dress you up in the future, that’s upto her. We found that it serves to put you in your place, like shocktreatment in some sense. You look totally ridiculous. Your breasts are- well – rather large, your dress is feminine and cumbersome with allthe petticoats and from the neck up you’re a male. We purposely didn’tgive you a wig or makeup. You’re just plain absurd looking. We wantyou to feel comfortable obeying any command your wife may give.”Rest assured, she will not command anything that would harmyou or any one else. We have a strict code of safety and guidelines tofollow. She will never ask or expects you to approach, talk to, touchor in any many make sexual overtures to another woman. This is ourbasic guideline. You belong to her and she will not share you withanyone. If you can accept that, there are benefits to this life.”One more thing. I know you are thinking that some day Gloriawill want intercourse and maybe she will. But, before you think it issooner than later, consider her options.”Ms. K. opened a suitcase lying on the couch. In it wereseveral flesh colored and very realistic dildos.”Gloria, a long time ago, agreed to try the training programwe developed. The dildos are based on a new polymer my husband’scompany invented. It’s being developed for patients who are impotent.Unlike the dildos you’ve seen before, this is different. It respondsto the touch. It feels warm to the touch, it is soft and becomesharder as it is stroked and most importantly, it feels identical tothe real thing. We invented it to supplant our husbands who arepracticing abstinence – shall we say. In spite of this, we found somewoman still have difficulty with a plastic cock. They feel it’sunnatural. Through hypnosis, we have been able to get your wife toenjoy her toys to the same extent and even more than any man couldhope to give her. We still had one problem.”Although it’s nice to masturbate, or as we call itintercourse in absentia, it’s still a do-it-yourself proposition. Inthose cases when your wife, would like you to do all the work, we havethis.”She lifted what looked like a dildo attached to a strange pairof briefs.”These fit like a second skin over your chastity belt. In caseyou haven’t noticed, cuddling up to you with that belt on can beuncomfortable. This fits over the belt and provides a smooth, softcovering for the belt. The dildo which is attached is a specialdesign. Gloria, if you will do the honors.”Gloria, took the dildo and started to give it a blow job. Ithen noticed it had balls attached which swung like the real thing.Then I realized it was expanding and getting longer. Suddenly, Icould feel my cock trying to harden. That could be my cock I thought.It was really big now and the tip was expanding. Gloria, washalf smiling and half sucking. She was squeezing the balls andstroking it, when the balls suddenly seemed to tighten and pulse.Gloria, removed the cock from her mouth as what looked like cumspurted from the tip of the cock. The damn thing came. My mouthdropped open.”Don’t worry, it’s artificial cum. In fact it comes is severalflavors.”Gloria, Ms. K and Ms. M just broke apart laughing.”Maybe you would like to try someday. We even have cumflavored cum. I got my husband to try it one day. I told him I hadn’tloaded it, he got a hell of a surprise. So now you know why Gloria hasbeen so content without you. Gloria can keep you in the chastity beltfor a long, long time and when she is certain that you can be trustedto put it back on, then and only then will she consider letting youplease her with your cock.”Now, we haven’t forgotten about you totally. We realize thatwe have to provide some outlet for your sexual needs. Gloria has beeninstructed in the use of some special things just for you, as areward. Judging by my husband’s reaction to it, it must me prettygood. `In fact,’ he said, `it makes it last so much longer,’ and,since he doesn’t have to concentrate on my needs first, he prefers itover regular intercourse, on the rare occasions I have allowed himthat treat. Gloria and you will learn the best techniques that workfor both of you.””May I ask about this Chastity Belt Roulette?””You are learning nicely Michael. Respect for all woman, it’simportant. We still have half an hour before dinner. We have sometime. Very well. Each week, as I said, we have a special party. Wehave fifteen members of our organization. Carefully screened wives andhusbands who meet certain requirements.”She went on the explain about how the group was formed and howthey all had husbands in similar situations.”During the evening the husbands cater to all the wives. Theyare responsible for the food, drinks, everything your wife used toworry about and take care of. We all discuss the week’s events andespecially we enjoy talking openly about our sex lives. For women whonever talked about it before, we make it a point to discuss the mostintimate details. How someone found a new position to masturbate, orhow someone did it in her office without anyone seeing her. Some womenenjoy trying to get their husbands sexually turned on and let themsuffer or get them to give oral sex in unusual places. Ms. M. actuallygot her husband so convinced he could have real intercourse if hewould greet her at the door dressed in a satin teddy and carry her totheir couch. He had to suck each toe through her pantyhose, remove herhose and panties and give her oral sex. Sounds great, and she knew healways wanted to have sex as soon as she came home and he got annoyedthat she wanted to freshen up first.”Well, when he put his head up her skirt and smelled herfeminine odor after a full day of work and a hot train ride home, hepulled back. He now appreciates why she wanted to freshen up. But, itnow seems she enjoys a before dinner orgasm, a prepared bath, dinnerand evening of leisure. Oh, how I tend to rattle on about such things.Usually the men get so quiet when we talk about them. Oh yes, ChastityBelt Roulette.”First, each player has had to have worn his chastity belt forno less than six months consecutively. The women, after discussing theevents of the week, vote for the husband who they feel best served hiswife. The lucky husband is selected by a majority. If we can’t get amajority we make up things for them to do, or invent games to winpoints.”Last month, we tried a new game. Each couple took a differentroom and the first husband to bring his wife to orgasm won. The onlything was that each wife inserted a tampon first and the husband hadto remove it with his mouth and then keep it his mouth while heserviced his wife. It was like trying to whistle after eatingcrackers. Two husbands were really surprised to find their wives werehaving their period. One of them actually finished first and we lethim play roulette. The other one, I guess he’s been in his belt over ayear now.”Once we have a contestant, we bring out the roulette wheel.The wheel has prizes instead of numbers. There are ten prizes. Eightare real and two are the booby prizes. So your chances are good to wina prize. Four of the eight prizes are the numbers 2 (the most soughtafter prize), 4, 6, and 8. They represent the number of weeks untilyour wife must take off your chastity belt and allow you intercourseor oral sex. It’s your choice. You can see why the men enjoy the game.”The other four prizes vary from week to week. Usually it’s a- well special blow job. Gloria will tell or rather I think show youthat. Or a day off from all your duties. The right to say no once.Maybe, permitting you five minutes alone without your chastity belt inthe bathroom. The men always come out smiling. There have been so manyI lose track. But I guarantee they are all nice prizes for someone whohasn’t had any lately.”What are the booby prizes? With all good things a little rainmust fall. They change from week to week. A typical one is to suck offyour wife’s dildo and hope she used the chocolate flavored cum. Arecent addition is to take an enema with a special nozzle, so youcan’t expel it, then you and your wife go off to a bedroom. You can’texpel the enema until your wife comes. Some wives can really holdback.”Some of the woman enjoy oral sex during their period and ifit’s their husband who is playing, they will put that one the wheel.Usually the wife can select one special booby prize she knows thehusband hates. My husband John simply hates it when I have him wearpantyhose. So I use that one. A recent addition is an entire daywithout bathroom privileges. Since no one can hold it back, especiallywhen someone slipped a diuretic into your drink, you’ll have to weardiapers. It isn’t too bad until they have to defecate. They hatecleaning the mess, especially with the chastity belt.”Enough of this, it’s time for dinner.”I served dinner and was surprised to be invited to sit withthe ladies after everyone was served. We discussed my new life andhow, if I looked upon it in the right light, it really was a prettygood deal compared to what I stood to lose. I still had all myluxuries and I could enjoy them. The only thing I gave up was controlof my cock. It was now my wife’s property. Except for occasionalpunishments, it wasn’t all that bad. Which made the rewards and realsex all the more exciting. I kept wondering, what was this specialblow job Ms. K. spoke about.After cleaning the dishes, I prepared a bath for Gloria.After she bathed, I was allowed to remove my day clothes andslip into a delightfully soft cotton, Victorian nightgown. Compared tothe corset and heels, it was heaven. I even got to remove my breasts.What a relief. I served the women drinks as we chatted around thefireplace. Ms. K. said that I obviously was well prepared for thisand felt my next three weeks would run smoothly.Ms. K. then proceeded to explain why they were here. Glorianeeded help training me and they all needed to be certain I wascontrollable. Also, they believed in a very open sex life. Theyrelished discussing it among themselves, something women seldom didbefore. They adhered to a strict code. Although they might indulge insex in each others presence, it wasn’t overtly open to viewing. Theygenerally wore long loose skirts or covered themselves with a sheet orblanket if a husband was servicing them. Orgasm was openly invited andaccepted as normal. It wasn’t unusual for all of the woman to sit andwatch a video while their husbands provided orgasm after orgasm. Butalways under a cover.While orgasm was considered natural, displaying their bodieswas not. They were proper in that way. The men on the other hand wereon display at all times. They were exposed if the wife wanted it. Butsince the chastity belt covered just about everything but the ass,there wasn’t much to see.Only the husband and wife could come in sexual contact. Eventwo wives would not share one husband. They believed in totalfaithfulness and anything less was against everything they stood for.With that, Ms. K and Ms. M retired for the evening. Gloriatold me to clean up the kitchen and come upstairs to her bedroom.As I entered her room, she told me to put on the dildo briefsand climb into bed. She lay back and I knew she wanted me to eat her.It felt strange having a cock dangle beneath me again. Gloria reachedseveral rather loud orgasms. I felt funny, knowing the other womancould hear so easily.Then Gloria whispered in my ear, she wanted me to enter her.I almost forgot, it wasn’t my cock doing the entering, as Ibrought her legs up. It felt strange, I felt I needed to come. My owncock strained at its harness. I whispered to Gloria, “Please, let mecum.” There was no answer. I directed the dildo to her opening. Shespread her lips. But the cock my still soft. “It’s not hard,” I said.”Well make it hard.” “You want me to masturbate a dildo?”I felt like a fool, jerking off this dildo. As I stroked it,it started to respond. It was almost scary, it I was like jerking offsomeone else’s cock. Something else started to happen. The entire tipstarted to secrete a lubrication. My hand was slippery as it expandedand lengthened to its fullest. I could not believe its length. Thiswas bigger than mine. I felt totally betrayed. My wife wanted me tofuck her with a dildo bigger than my own cock.My attention to the dildo was snapped back to Gloria when shesaid, “Hurry up.” I bent over her and guided it in. I thought for aninstant to drive it in fast, to hurt her.But before the idea passed, she said, “Slow, very slow. I wantto feel only the tip moving in and out. Good, now a little deeper.More, Yes, that’s it. Deeper. Now all the way in and out. Good. Keepgoing. She was telling me every step. All the way, slowly. Now holdit there. Now, massage my clit, softly, like I showed you. That’s it.Faster. Now fuck me faster. More. Keep going. Yes, Yes. Uhhhhh. Yes.Faster. All the way in and out. Keep going. Don’t stop. I’m cumming.”She screamed like I had never heard her. I stopped for aninstant thinking I’d hurt her.”Don’t stop,” she screamed at me.Her body was arched off the bed as wave after wave of orgasmstruck. My back ached as she demanded more. I was at the breakingpoint when she said to stop. I lay there exhausted for an instant.Then she said, “Lick my pussy, I feel sticky.” I didn’t say anythingas this wasn’t the time. I crept between her legs and smelled thatwonderful pussy juice. I licked her thighs and pussy, like a cat.She rolled over and said, “Now my ass.”I hesitated. I couldn’t. She waited a moment and said, “Well!””Gloria, anything, but that.” “Honey, I promise you I’m clean.Either you service me, or this whole thing is over now.”I held my anger back and proceeded to gingerly tongue her ass.I had licked almost the entire ass when she said to do her opening. Itwas still sticky. I licked and even tongued the opening. She just wentmmmmmmmmmmmm and said, “Now get me a warm wash cloth and wash and dryme where you licked.”I got up only to realize my cock, uhhh, dildo was still hardand my real cock was aching unbelievably.”Honey, can’t I at least relieve myself. I did everything youasked.” “Just get the wash cloth.”I got the wash cloth and washed and dried her body. In theprocess she said that I should do something about my cock. “Thank God.Where is the key,” I said. “Not that cock. My dildo cock. The one thatis hard, stupid. Come on masturbate it for me.” I continued to controlmyself. I pumped it as fast as I could, but it didn’t come. Shestarted to giggle. Coyly, she said, “Michael, it doesn’t come unlessyou squeeze the balls. Here, hold it up like this and let me showyou.”She reached between my legs and with one squeeze it came.Straight into my face. She broke out laughing hysterically. I swear Icould hear the other women giggle.”I should have warned you first I guess. My poor littlehusband. Come here. Now sit down. Let me wipe some of this nasty cumoff your face.” She took her finger and scooped up some from my face.H”ere, lick my finger. It’s cherry today. “Her attitude had changedand I felt maybe she was finally softening. I took her finger in mymouth and sucked it off. It was salty and smelled like cum. As Ipaused, knowing she knew what I discovered, she said, “I just wantedyou to know what it tasted like. Michael, you have been so goodtoday. Although I was going to wait until tomorrow, I will surpriseyou with it tonight. Remember the special blow job. Well, if you willclimb into bed and get on all fours, I’ll get it ready.”This I had to see. Could she be ready to remove the belt Iwondered. All this service may have been worth it. I waited. Nopeeking she said. I heard something being moved and a hose beingdragged. Then a soft humming.”What is it?” I asked. “Just wait. Now hold still.” She wasattaching something to the end of the sheath holding my cock. It feltcold then wet. N”ow hold still.” “What was that?” I asked. “Just somelubricant. “Then she took whatever was on the end of the sheath off andput something else on. Finally she said, “Now we are ready. I startedit real slow. You will feel a pulling and pushing. Just relax. I’mtold it’s really mind blowing, but you have to grow used to it. Sheflipped some switch as I peeked around my ass which was still stuck upin the air. Something started to pull my cock down its sheath. Almostto the point of uncomfortable.Then it stopped.Then it was pushed back in. It felt like it canlı bahis was stuck in atube being sucked one way then the other.”Gloria, is this it? But Gloria, I can’t get hard.””Michael, just relax. Here, put these pillows under yourstomach and relax.”I felt the sensation increase in strength and speed. I wasstarting to feel like I wanted to cum. My balls ached. Pulling andpushing. I was attached to a vacuum cleaner. Was this the special blowjob. “Gloria, I need to cum. Please.” The cum was starting to besucked right out of me. I was half cumming. Almost at the edge, butunable to cum. I tried to cum. But it wouldn’t happen.Then I felt Gloria place her hand on my ass and finger my asshole. When she found the opening I said, “Gloria,” and started toturn. “Michael. Stay right as you are. Just relax.” Her finger stoppedat the opening. It kept probing, but my asshole remained shut. “Pleaselet me cum.” My balls ached and my cum continued to be sucked from me.My cock was being sucked back and forth inside the sheath, trying toexpand.Suddenly, Gloria’s finger entered me. It was so sudden, Ididn’t have time to stop it. I was going crazy from the sucking andher finger. I had to cum. Somehow. Gloria, went deeper. It wasstrange, I felt I needed to shit. My mind was racing. This had to stopand I needed to cum. My mind wondered from the agony and ecstasy of mycock being suck and restrained.Then she pushed real deep. I shuddered, lost in thesensations. She touched something deep inside my ass. It felt like Ireached an orgasm. I felt cum gushing through my cock being suckedfrom me. It was incredible. My balls ached and the sucking started toreally hurt. Gloria switched off the machine and everything came to astop. I collapsed, totally exhausted. I was half crying from relief.Relief from the long prolonged orgasm, the pain, and the intrusion inmy asshole. As I rolled over in tears, I saw three faces. Gloria, Ms.M. and Ms. K. I could not believe they had witnessed this. I wanted tocrawl into a hole and die. I was angry beyond belief.”Don’t be angry,” Gloria said. I couldn’t believe her.”Gloria,” Ms. K. proceeded, “he isn’t used to it and us yet. Glorianeeded our guidance. Getting you to cum, with the “Cum Buster” as wecall it, isn’t easy for first time users. With time it is a lot easierand even better. For now, it’s the only way you can cum, unless youprefer total abstinence. That is fairly easy to arrange you know. Youhave to get used to others enjoying your pleasure and pain.”Ms. K. unscrewed a small jar from the Cum Buster and left withMs. M. “I take care of this tonight for you and shut the lights.”Gloria climbed into bed and kissed my forehead. “Michael, I want youto sleep alone tonight and think it all over.” I got up and went to mybed.Newsgroups: alt.sex.storiesFrom: [email protected]: TG: Chastity Belt Roulette (2/2)Date: 4 Nov 1995 02:04:00 +0100Chapter ThreeAs I lay in bed, I turned the day’s events over and over in mymind. It became clear. I could live with the sexual demands Gloriamade upon me and even the petty services, such as bath duties andfetching things, but two things concerned me. I could not accept beingmade to service Gloria in front of other men and more importantly, Icould not live with sex with a vacuum cleaner.I do have to admit it was the most mind blowing experience andher finger up my ass drove me insane. A man needed to be fully erectand fuck a warm, wet pussy. Is it worth giving up my career and mylife style? If I don’t try now, I’ll never forgive myself later.Quietly, I slipped out of bed. Luckily I had hid some spareclothes in the car and had hid a spare key to the car in my shoe. Ifound the keys I hid under the mattress. I sneaked down the stairs inmy nightgown without awakening anyone. The boots and coats I hadspotted earlier had been moved and were nowhere to be found easily. Iwould get warm once I was back in the car. Getting the door openwithout making a sound proved to be more difficult than I thought. Ittook forever to open it enough for me to squeeze without it squeakingtoo much. I reached the car and was glad when the door opened. Almosthome. I reached under the driver seat for the spare ignition key andfound a small note instead. I turned on the interior light and readit.Dear Michael,Did you really think we had planned allof this and not thought about you trying toescape. The key to the car is on the kitchentable. The front door is locked by now, so don’tbother trying to come back in. We suggest youthink about it tonight and if you still want toleave, you may pick up the keys tomorrow morningat 9 AM and drive where ever you want, excepthome.P.S. It gets rather chilly at night.Just in case you get too cold, we also left youa surprise. There is a hose line in the backseat, if you attach it to your sheath and plugin the adapter hanging from the dashboard, itwill start up the “Cum Buster” in the trunk.When you get cold enough, an electric heaterwill come on for five minutes for each ounce ofcum you deposit. Pleasant dreams.Without a watch the night passed slowly. I could not tell howclose to dawn it was, but I tried to keep myself as warm as possible.Finally, freezing, I caved in. I attached the hose to thesheath and plugged it in. The sucking started, but without thelubrication it was more like sandpaper than a soft pussy. Try as Imight, I could not get much cum. I quickly figured that a good cum wasmaybe one ounce. Judging by the orgasm I had earlier this evening, Ididn’t think I had much more to give. I took off the hose and put asmuch saliva into the sheath as I could get and then reattached it. Istarted to ooze more now, but I needed to cum. I got on all fours andstuck my finger in my asshole. Somehow it wasn’t as bad as I thought.I probed and felt, but it did not feel the same as when Gloria did it.I thought back to that experience. The Cum Buster sucking and Gloriafingering me. I could feel my cum flowing now. I was closer to orgasm.Just a little more.Suddenly, the heat came on. Warmth! I have to keep this going.I somehow got the finger in deeper. The Cum Buster started to speedup. I was gyrating, humping my own finger. I needed more lubrication,but I was afraid if I stopped to get more saliva on my cock, I wouldlose it. My cock started to burn, but I needed more cum. The heaterwent off and it seemed forever before it turned back on. I just keptfucking my ass with my finger and trying to think of Gloria’swonderful pussy. I could taste her pussy juice. I loved lapping hercunt, feeling her tense up, shudder, over and over again. Why did Iever fuck around? If I could do it over again, I’d be different.The sudden light jolted me back to reality. The door openedletting in daylight. Gloria, Ms. K. and Ms. M were standing there. Iwas hunched up in the rear seat, still fucking my ass. My cock was rawby now and totally numb. I just lay still, realizing my predicament.The evening had passed, I must have fucked myself for over six hoursas it was 9 AM. Gloria asked if I was O.K. I was afraid to move.Eventually, they got me to come with them. Ms K. was holdingthat jar she removed from the Cum Buster. My cock burned. I pleadedwith them to let me remove the chastity belt and let me take care ofmy cock. They provided me with blankets and some coffee. It was likethey cared. Gloria applied medication to my cock with the chastitybelt in place. It felt cool and stopped the burning. I cried like ababy. After that we had a long talk. All four of us. They were humanand cared.After a warm bath and breakfast, Gloria instructed me to getdressed as I had done yesterday. I came down dressed in the corset,stockings, bra, bloomers, camisole and a very full Victorian styledress with five petticoats. The bloomers were strange as they weren’tclosed at the crotch. Ms. K. told me Victorian women did not undressfor the toilet. The bloomers separated instead. We sat down anddiscussed whether I wanted to leave or continue the remainder of mytraining.It was Ms. K. who made it so simple. I would forever wear thechastity belt except for very special treats. Six days a week were tobe almost normal. I would continue my business as usual. Upon arrivalhome from work I would have access to all life luxuries with my wife.After dinner, when the maid and cook were off duty, I wouldtake over for both of them, plus any other service demanded by Gloria.On Saturday, the routine would continue, except I would have my dayoff.After dinner we would depart for the party. On Sunday myduties would start at 7 AM. I would take care of Gloria’s needs first,then clean up the maid’s and cook’s rooms. I would do any laundryrequired. The rest of the day was up to Gloria.When she was finished I could not help myself, but agree. Itwas as fair as I could expect. The alternative was less desirable.Just to reinforce her point, she showed my a video tape of me dressingyesterday and today, Gloria finger fucking my ass and being attachedto the “Cum Buster”.Then I was startled to see me hunched up in the back of mycar, sticking my finger up my own ass and humping the air. If anypictures of that were to get public, I would be ruined. Under thecircumstances, I could learn to enjoy the Cum Buster and Gloria’sfinger up my ass as much as I used to enjoy sex.”Now that we have decided your future, It’s time for lunch.While you prepare it, we have some activities to arrange for Gloriaand you.”I disappeared into the kitchen. I did always enjoy gourmetcooking and now I had a reason to practice it. While I was busycooking, Ms. K. and Ms. M. were busy discussing my training withGloria. It seems Gloria had many lessons to practice. She had to learnto control me and use me most effectively for her enjoyment, somethingthat does not always come naturally to many women. She also had tobecome used to the idea that sex was to be openly discussed andhusbands were openly displayed. It was totally natural and considerednormal to have a husband providing oral service in the presence of theother ladies, provided her private parts were covered. Screaming andmoaning were welcome of course.Normal intercourse was to be performed in private, but openlydiscussed. Intercourse could be accomplished many ways, with a dildoperformed by oneself, by your husband manually, and by attaching thedildo chastity belt cover, or mouth, or even conventionally if youallow him to remove his chastity belt. It seemed the basic guidelinewas, anything was acceptable if the female genitals remained hidden.Gloria had to learn to at least practice many differenttraining and punishment techniques. A varied menu of techniques keptthe relationship interesting and prevented the husband and the wifefrom becoming bored. As I was to provide total service for her, it waseasy to fall into a steady routine.Gloria had to become acquainted with cross dressing me,something that has already been started, enemas, diapering, dildotraining, male menstruation techniques and vaginal and assholeworship. I had to be trained to provide oral service at any time ofthe month. Many women found this difficult and Ms. K. had severalsuggestions for making the idea easier to practice. Each week theladies would discuss for hours new techniques and ideas they had.They would perfect them and report back on the results. Some insidiousbut harmless ideas were invented in this way. Unknown to me, thesenext weeks would be full of Gloria practicing them on me.After lunch, my first lesson started. It was simple at first.Gloria was lying on the couch with long flowing nightgown of a heavysweatsuit type material. It was unusual in that it appeared to beclosed at the bottom, like a large bubble with her legs appearing outof two elastic openings. There was a third elastic opening in betweenher legs. Gloria, smiled at me and said she would like oral service.I stuck my head into the hole and discovered a dark and muskysmell. She obviously was very wet. Her body was already very warm. Iinched up to her crotch and proceeded to tongue her. I could feel thewetness on her cunt and thighs. She told be to lick her clean first.I could hear Gloria, Ms. K. and Ms. M. talking about theirhusbands and how they serviced them. Ms. K. was talking about how herhusband could get his tongue several inches into her cunt. It was if Iwasn’t there.Gloria then told me she wanted to sit on my face. It wasn’teasy, but I somehow managed to arrange for her to sit on my face. Iwas lying with my back on the couch and my legs up in the air againstthe back of the couch. Gloria, was now facing my legs. She obviouslypreferred this as she started to grind her cunt into my mouth andstarted to moan. She was also becoming even wetter, if that werepossible. It was difficult to breath and I had to time her humping tomy breathing. All this sexual contact still had its affect on me. Icould feel blood pumping to my cock, but the raw skin from last nightforced me to think of other things.Then I felt Gloria’s finger at my asshole. She started gently,pushing ever so slightly. Finally she got it in a little and startedto finger fuck me.When I could feel it going in and out easily, she started towork in a second finger. It burned as she tried to stretch my opening.She stopped for a moment as she came to another climax. My face wassoaked from her pussy juice and sweat. My hair was matted down aswell. She continued probing with two fingers until even they workedtheir way in. I could hear Ms. K. giving directions every now andthen.”Twist them this way. Pause, Now push gently. Rotate them.Good.”I was getting really tired by now and my tongue was aching,but Gloria kept humping my face. Gloria pulled her fingers out andthen something larger and rounder was pushed firmly against myasshole. She twisted it and pushed. It suddenly popped in place andstopped. It was bigger than anything I had felt before.Then Gloria seemed to concentrate on herself. She sped up herhumping as she neared yet another climax. This kept building. She wasslamming herself into my face. I licked her clit trying to get her tocum. Finally, she came with a spurt, then a pulsing stream of pussyjuice, such as I had never seen. It gagged me. I had to swallow tobreathe. She slumped over the couch. I needed air desperately.After several long minutes, she told me to lick her cleanagain. I licked as much as I could reach and then she rolled over ontothe couch.Ms. K told me to get a warm wash cloth and finish cleaningGloria. I pulled my head out and was met with the sweetest, freshestbreath of air I ever tasted. I was drenched in pussy juice and sweatfrom my hair to my shoulders. When I returned I tried to clean Gloriawith my hand through the opening, but she told me to get my head inthere and to do it right. I had to slip my hands in through the sameopening as Gloria’s legs. The odor almost made me pass out. The entireinside of the nightgown was drenched. Gloria told me to prepare a bathfor her. My dress was totally drenched from the waist up and smelledlike Gloria did inside. It was then that I realized I still hadsomething up my ass. Gloria instructed me not to remove it until shewas bathed and had dressed.”I will remove your butt plug at that time.”The plug at first wasn’t too uncomfortable, but by the timeGloria finished her bath and dressed, it felt like a telephone pole. Iwas relieved when she told me to pull it out and take a bath.The rest of the evening passed uneventfully, except thatGloria used a small dildo on herself as I lay next to her. She came toseveral small orgasms and fell asleep shortly after kissing megoodnight.* * *The next day my cock was still sensitive from my night in thecar. Gloria, Ms. K. and Ms. M. decided it was better to wait for mycock to heal, before subjecting it to any additional stimulation.Therefore, they chose to initiate me in several forms of play andpunishment techniques. Gloria would also become more comfortable withher new role. She found it strange at times to make me suffer for heramusement.My next lesson was to continue dildo training. Their goal wasto train me to cum in my chastity belt while being fucked with a dildostrapped to Gloria. The morning passed quickly as I serviced Gloriaorally and using my tongue and once with a dildo that attached to mymouth.The afternoon was actually pleasant. I served refreshments andattended to the laundry, I was reminded what I had to do. Ms. M. washaving her period, judging by the stained panties. She made specialmention to give her panties special hand washing. I washed and pressedall their clothes by hand. My own dress, ruined from the earlierservice to Gloria, was also hand washed. I was growing rather tiredand I assumed dinner would be requested shortly.Gloria called for me to come up to the bathroom. All threeladies were present and I did not like what they had in mind. Hangingfrom the shower curtain rod was an enema bag with a long hose and astrange looking enema nozzle. It was long and had what appeared to betwo deflated balloons on it. Gloria, said it is time I was cleansedbetter. I asked what type of enema this was, but was silenced. I wastold to undress completely. It felt great getting out of the corsetand removing the fake tits. ###I bent over the tub and allowed her toinsert the nozzle. It was bulky, but not as bad as the butt plug. Shethen started to squeeze one of the bulbs. I felt the balloon inside meinflate, creating a full feeling.Then she inflated the outer balloon. My asshole was nowtrapped between two balloons. She released the water. I felt thewater rush into me. Ms. K, said to slow down the rate. It flowed untilI felt a cramp. I told Gloria I was full and needed to go. I was toldto relax, I had more to go.Little did I know I was going to get a series of four enemas.The first was only a quart of warm soapy water. The second was one anda half quarts of warm clear water. The third was two quarts of warmwater. The first two were kept inside me for fifteen minutes. Thethird enema was left in for nearly thirty minutes. The fourth enemawas another warm and large one. Once the nozzle, they called a DoubleSpecial was inflated, I could not expel.After the fourth enema was in, Gloria removed the two bulbsused to inflate the balloons and disconnected the hose from the enemabag. I now had the Double Special nozzle half hanging from my asshole.The two quarts of water also placed a tremendous pressure on me toexpel them, which I could not. They told me to put my bra and dressback on and come downstairs with them. I walked very slowly. They satdown on the couch and told me to prepare dinner. Dinner took twohours to prepare. I was in agony the last hour. The only positionwhich provided some relief was to lie flat on my back.While serving dinner, Gloria whispered something to Ms. K…Her response was, “He can take a little more my dear.” The cramps werequite severe and it was obvious I had could not take much more. Icompleted serving and was told to relieve myself. But before Ireturned, I should insert the butt plug they had left for me in thebathroom.This plug was a little different. It had a small hole from oneend to the other. I inserted it and went back downstairs. There was asingle glass of what looked like a chocolate milk shake at my placesetting.”Michael, for several days after your enema, you will be on aliquid diet. Enjoy.”The evening went fairly quickly. I serviced Gloria once againon the couch while they watched TV. She was tired and had two smallclimaxes.After the last one, Gloria had me get on güvenilir bahis all fours and sheinserted a small tube into the butt plug. She used a small enema bagto force some liquid into my asshole. She had me lie with my legsraised for fifteen minutes with the liquid in my ass. When she finallytold me to get on all fours again, I felt no desire to relieve myself.I only felt a bloated feeling.Then she proceeded to inject a second liquid. It could nothave been very much as I couldn’t feel it. Then she used a small corkto plug the hole.Gloria then held me in her arms and told me she loved me. Asan extra sign of love she had given me something I always loved givingher. She had injected eight ounces of my own cum into my asshole.Before we went to bed she would remove the plug and it would drip outslowly. She picked up what looked like a diaper and plastic pantiesand said, “You’ll be needing these tonight. Just to be certain youdon’t stain the bed.” I took the diaper and panty, I saw that both Ms.M and Ms. K were smiling and went upstairs. Before I reached my door,Gloria called up, “You’ll sleep in my room tonight, dear.”I slept like a baby that night, and woke up with a wet bottom.The cum had dripped out all night and was a sticky gooey mess. I tookcare of my morning duties and had breakfast ready for the latesleepers. I had found that my cock had healed quite nicely by now andactually felt rather comfortable in the sheath.Later that day Gloria, Ms. M and Ms. K introduced me tomechanical prostrate stimulation. Gloria was educated in the use of athin mechanical prostrate probe. It provided intense sensations oforgasms and copious cum oozing from my trapped cock. Strangely, eachtime I came Gloria was very careful to either attach the Cum Buster tosuck up my cum or even attach a condom to the end of the sheath tocatch the cum. It became a ritual for her to carefully collect andtake away my cum, as if she were savoring my last bit of manliness.After a particularly long oral service, Ms. K. returned with abaster from the kitchen and removed the cum collection bottle from theCum Buster, which now had several ounces of my cum. She carefullysucked up the entire bottle and equally carefully had Gloria reclinewhile Gloria squeezed the contents inside her cunt. Ms. M. turned tome and in a loud voice demanded I clean Gloria. The though of my cumdripping out of her made me gag. But Ms. M and Ms. K. had this lookwhich said I had better snap to it.I licked the few drips and tasted my own slippery saltiness. Itried to swallow to get the taste out of my mouth, but before I hadmuch time I felt a sting on my ass. Ms. K. had struck with a paddle.She said to clean Gloria and that meant inside and outside. I spentthe next fifteen minutes trying to lick Gloria clean. Each time Ithought I was done, she seemed to ooze yet more cum. By the time I wasfinished, I was totally unaware of the taste of the cum and Gloriaseemed to enjoy sitting up to allow the cum to drip out slowly.Later that evening, the women were whispering quite a bit andGloria seemed uneasy. I could see she was unhappy about something. Itwas almost 2 AM when Gloria called to me downstairs where I wasenjoying a rest alone. Gloria was alone and sitting on a large oldbath towel wearing the outfit with elastic leg openings and a singleelastic opening between the legs. I expected Gloria wanted some oralsex before retiring. Gloria looked at me and said, she had to do this,but felt uneasy about it.”I’m having my period. It started earlier this evening and Ms.K. told me to wait until the flow increased. I want you to service me.Further, you will service me all night, making sure to awaken everyhour and clean me with your tongue.”I looked into her eyes and begged her not to ask this. Shelooked away. I took a deep breath and plunged into her nightgown. Ihad never experience an odor this strong. In the past I had gotten awhiff of her discharge during her period, but never this much or thatstrong.After the cum experience, I didn’t gag, and never reallytasted her period. Maybe I was immune from eating so much cum andpussy juice these last several days. I guess I was suddenly knockedback to reality after what seemed forever when Gloria started to archher back. She had been fairly quiet, gently moving her hips from timeto time. Now she suddenly, seemed to be getting turned on. I found herclit and attacked it, she convulsed several times. Then she started toreally moan loudly.Soon she was thrashing her hips so I had a difficult timestaying with her. I expected her to climax and rest, but she onlyincreased her rhythm still further. She peaked, I felt her arch herback and scream, louder than she had ever and certainly louder thanwith Ms. K or Ms. M around. She didn’t stop. One orgasm flowed intoanother. I lost track, but she continued with intense orgasms oneafter another. My jaw ached, yet she demanded I continue.Only when she collapsed on the couch could I rest. It was darkand very musky. I couldn’t see if she was still bleeding, so I gavesmall licks to her vulva just to be sure. She gave a small moan eachtime. It seems hours later that she told me to come out. The lightswere out. She said we would go upstairs. Upstairs, I startled myselfin the mirror. My face had dark red smears from my neck and into myhair. Gloria lay on the bed on a large old towel and told me to climbbetween her legs. But before I did she inserted that butt plug with asmall hole in it and had me put on a diaper. I was to awaked each hourand lick her vulva clean.Near morning I felt a wetness in my diaper. Strange sinceGloria hadn’t put any cum up my ass. I climbed out of bed and into thebathroom to see why I felt wet. I was bloody. I ran into the bedroomand awoke Gloria. “I’m bleeding, you must have torn my rectum.””Darling, you’re perfectly fine. It’s just your period.””What the hell are you talking about?””Michael, your first period is always upsetting. Sit down andlet me explain. First, remember the small enema I gave you afterdinner tonight. Well, it never came out remember. That was a specialliquid designed to coat your cleaned colon. It forms a thick coat onyour colon and takes about a day to slowly dissolve away. That is whatlooks like blood. The butt plug with the hole ensures that you can’tstop the flow. The liquid diet makes sure you have nothing else inthere for several days. Some additional wetness is needed to make itsomewhat more uncomfortable. In your drink tonite was a diuretic whichhas the strange effect of making you urinate in small dribbles inbetween when you really have to urinate. The bloody mess leaking fromyour ass mixed with the urine is quite realistic looking. The processtakes about five days. Now we can enjoy our periods together. I amsurprised you haven’t felt any cramps. Usually the diuretic gives themen cramps also.””Gloria, I have them also, but under the circumstances, Ididn’t think to mention it.””Now, back in bed, the diaper will take care of your period.You need to take care of mine.”Chapter FourEvery afternoon and every evening during her period I providedoral service to Gloria. She discovered the once she overcame herinhibitions about oral service during her period, the increasedhormonal activity intensified her orgasms and she would forever lookforward to her period.The next evening Gloria and I lay together as if nothing hadchanged. We talked about old memories, about our wedding and wedrifted onto our wedding night. Gloria commented how the nightgown shehad chosen for me that night was white and lacy just like hers thathoneymoon night. At that moment Gloria reached down as if to feel mycock, but instead stopped at my anus. It felt funny, having her slowlystroke the area. I sucked her tits as she continued to probe me. Shebent over the bed and retrieved a jar of vaseline. She lubricated herfinger and without saying a word, continued to probe me, trying to pryopen my anus. She whispered for me to relax.It was somehow different this time. Her finger, althoughsmaller than the butt plug, seemed more real and I felt tense at hertouch. Slowly, she managed to get her finger inside and it felt morecomfortable in this strange position, Gloria fingering my asshole,while I lay passive. I had almost begun to feel relaxed with herfinger moving slowly in and out, when she rolled over and sat on theedge of the bed. She reached down and seemed to be stepping intosomething. As she brought it up to her waist, I could see it was mydildo pants. It was obscene on her. A huge cock stood obliquely awayfrom her body. Horror struck me as I realized what she had in mind.”Gloria, you can’t. It’s too big. Please, it will hurt.”Gently, she held my head and told me she would be very gentleas I was on our honeymoon night.”I want you to lie on your back and let me fasten your handsto these leather harnesses,” which she proceeded to pull up frombehind the headboard. As she tightened the second harness around mywrist, I was shaking. “Now I want you to raise your legs up real highand bring them up over your head.”I swung them up and Gloria proceeded to fasten them to asecond set of leather harnesses she pulled from behind the headboard.I was now in a very awkward position. My ass was high in the air,totally vulnerable.Gloria positioned herself behind me and slowly started to worka smaller dildo into my ass. She was patient and allowed me to relaxmy sphincter until it didn’t hurt anymore. She removed the dildo andinserted a basting tool filled with a thick substance and squeezed itinside me.”Just some cum and vaseline mixture honey.”She took some more vaseline and lubricated the dildoprotruding from her. It seemed larger now, glistening as if cum wasoozing from its thick head. She pressed it gently against my anus. Shemassaged it between the cheeks of my ass and against my sphincter,always pressing a little harder each time. It was if she had beentaught the art of fucking a virgin asshole.The pressure gave way to a burning as she stretched myopening. My complaints received only a gentle word of encouragement torelax. I tried not to fight anymore, I dreamed of me fucking Gloria.Our honeymoon, those long sessions of sex. Fucking and sucking. Iremember fucking her for hours. She was so tight back then. Mydaydream ended as I realized that Gloria was deep inside me.It was her first thrust all the way the snapped the dream. Ifelt full like I had to take a shit. I was worried I would. Then thissudden feeling of emptiness as she pulled it out. She seemed to find arhythm as she thrust in and out. I remember I would watch her face andlisten to her moans to know how to fuck her. As she neared her peak, Iwould go faster with shorter strokes, that always brought her over thetop. I preferred long deep thrusts, in and out to bring me to climax.I wondered what was driving her, I wasn’t giving her hints what to do;if I could cum; did she really feel some sexual turnon?Her rhythm was picking up now. She was breathing harder andsweating. She seemed lost in her own thoughts, as if I weren’t reallythere. She was visibly tired and she was obviously straining to gofaster, with shorter strokes. She started to moan, not from beingtired, but from pleasure. She was actually enjoying this and getting asexual turn on. My ass felt totally invaded and somehow not in mypossession anymore.Her moaning increased and her rhythm increased yet again. Thepressure in my ass as she thrust in was enormous only to feel like myinsides were being pulled out as she pulled out. My whole genital areawas sensitized and tingled. It spread up my spine and to my chest.Gloria was straining at her limits to fuck my ass faster; she wasstarting to let out shrieks of pleasure. In a few seconds she thrusther dildo deep inside me and held totally still, her back arched, herface tense with ecstasy. She was too tired to scream as her orgasmstruck. She collapsed on top of me.As she finally rolled off me, she looked at me and said, “NowI understand how you felt. The power wielded by penetrating someonegives you a sense of control I now have. It’s wonderful, but too muchwork. We’ll try it again sometime.””Gloria,” I asked, did you really get off fucking my ass?”She laughed, and stood up on the bed over me. The dildo wasred from my fake blood.”The next time we do this remind me not to do it when you’rehaving your period. It’s too messy.”She pulled the dildo pants down, and as she did a smallerdildo popped from her pussy.”Silly, did you really think I could climax by merely fuckingyour ass. These dildo pants are a little different than yours. As Ifuck you, this smaller dildo, expands and fucks me. The faster I gothe faster it expands and lengthens. It’s like fucking myself, only ituses the pressure you provide to power my little dildo. Honey, I haveso many toys to play with now, you can’t imagine what they haveinvented.”Over then next week and a half, Gloria tried every toy out onherself and me. Daily prostrate massages were in order as Gloria lovedto have me cum, well, ooze cum. She also seemed to enjoy squeezingliquids of different consistencies into me, then plugging me with thedildo with a hole in it. She would love having me wear a sanitary pad,diaper or just let me wet my panties. All in all it wasn’t so bad.We fell into a routine eventually, which thankfully left outfucking my ass too often. Gloria did not really like giving me anenema which always preceeded anal fucking. Our relationship alsostrengthened as I felt closer to her than I had ever felt in the past.Ms. K and Ms. M sensed my change and became my friends not tormentors.As long as I respected the rules laid down by Gloria, my life,with the exception of orgasm, was simpler, less stressful and ratherpleasant. I found I didn’t mind serving others and I knew that Imainly had to please Gloria.When the lessons ended, it was sad. We had learned so muchabout each other. We all kissed and hugged, even though we knew wewould see each other in a matter of a week. I even felt funny,corseting up that morning and having Gloria remind me to wear my maleclothes that day. She did insist I remain corsetted even for the ridehome. In fact, she had me wear my heels to get used to driving inthem.When we reached home, I escorted Gloria to the house andreturned to unpack our luggage. Gloria was waiting in the den when Ifinished unpacking the last suitcase. I asked Gloria what I shouldwear now.”Later honey, I feel tired and haven’t climaxed in severalhours.”I knelt between her legs and found her panties damp. Imassaged her feet and sucked each toe. I worked my way up her legs andfound her pussy wet and waiting for my tongue. After her climax,without a word I prepared her bath. As she slipped into the tub, shewhispered, “We need a larger tub. I have some ideas for us.”* * *Months have passed and Gloria and I are like newlyweds eachday. I drive off to work reminded of my new position in life as thechastity belt holds me securely.There is an event each year we are waiting for now. December31 is a very special day for the women and their obedient husbands.The evening starts with dinner cooked and served by the husbands ofcourse.After the ladies have completed the meal and the table iscleared, we can catch a bite to eat while cleaning up the table andkitchen.It’s after dinner that the fun begins. The men are responsiblefor preparing and serving the munchies and drinks. The women discussthe year’s events and plan for the coming year. The major differenceabout tonight is that the women avoid being serviced sexually duringthe early evening, in preparation for the events to follow.At nine o’clock the men are arranged on a circular table lyingdown on their backs. They are arranged radially with their headstoward the center and their feet outward and raised. In this positionthey are in a sitting position on their backs. At the center of thetable is a cushioned circular raised center with cushioned rests forknees. This makes it very comfortable for the wives to arrangethemselves facing one another, while enjoying oral service from theirhusbands. However, before they indulge themselves, they add someadditional spice to the evenings plans. Each husband is hooked up to a”Cum Buster” which carefully monitors the amount of cum generated byeach husband. The cum is them directed into the collection bottle.Directly behind each husband is a removable pole attached tothe table. From the pole hangs a two quart enema bag. The hose fromthe enema bag runs to a small pump. The pump is controlled by the “CumBuster”. The hose continues from the pump to a specially modifiedSpecial Enema Nozzle. The Special Nozzle prevents any enema fluid fromleaking out. At the end of the nozzle, deep inside the rectum is aspecial probe controlled by a knob also located on the pump. The proberemains in contact with the prostrate gland and can provide directstimulus to the prostrate. This is turn helps promote orgasms whichare constantly being teased by the Cum Buster. A liberal dose oflubricant is applied to the penis sheath before the Cum Buster isturned on.When the husbands are secured and ready, the enema pump isturned on. A set flow rate is begun. It is designed so that in threehours, the entire two quarts will be pumped into the husband. Theflow is interrupted for fifteen minutes whenever the husband depositsone ounce of cum. Given that there are twelve fifteen minute intervalsfrom 9 to 12 PM. Each husband would need to deposit twelve ounces ofcum in three hours, a feat that no one has achieved, thus ensuringthat each one receives at least a very sizeable enema.One last detail. The enema pump is required since the enemafluid is a bit unusual. You see, the women collect the cum from theCum Buster and save much of it over the year. In fact each collects inexcess of two gallons. Just to add insult to injury, each husbandreceives someone else’s cum. At the end of the evening, each husbandhad at least one gallon of someone else’s cum in him.While the husbands are busy trying to cum, the wives enjoy theparty. If a wife feels especially nice, she can even stimulate hisprostrate and help him cum, reducing his enema.At 11:30 PM another event takes place. By now each husband iscramping from the enema and must now provide oral service to his wife.The wives now mount their husbands at precisely 11:30 PM and begin acontest. For thirty minutes the wives compete for the most orgasms. Asmall sensor inserted within their vaginas monitors the vaginal spasmsand blood pressure to ensure an accurate orgasm count. The winner withthe most orgasms wins a vacation of her choice. In addition, there areconsolation prizes for the orgasm closest to 12 midnight, the funniestface during orgasm and the loudest scream. The husband providing themost orgasms is allowed to expel his enema shortly after twelveo’clock.At 12 o’clock the women relax while remaining firmly plantedon their husband’s tongues and toast the new year with champagne.Each losing husband is allowed to stand holding his enema while thewives refresh themselves and the lucky husbands expels his quart ortwo of cum. All the husbands are provided a well deserved cocktail. Atall champagne glass filled with his favorite cum. Not until each hasdrained his glass can be then discuss with his wife his new yearresolutions for this year.The wives of course have selected them and discuss hisachievements and failures from the previous years. This can takesometime as new resolutions are made and old ones broken are carefullydiscussed and repledged. This has taken as long as an hour, whileholding nearly two gallons of a cum enema. By 1 AM each husband has inturn relieved himself. The party continues with each wife lookingforward to the new year.
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