8:13 PM

"Slave, I think it's time you got to know your real master," Ted intoned, immediately quieting the laughter. By this time, Linda had stripped Ted down to a pair of plain, white boxers, and knelt obediently by his side. After turning to face each other, Linda drew his boxers down, freeing his thick, circumsized eight inch cock. It was already stiff as a board, and stuck out at a forty-five degree angle from his well-formed body. His balls were also quite large, but seemed to be scrunched up in his sack, perhaps already preparing a load of creamy cum. Standing tall over her, Ted instructed Linda to begin by kissing and licking his toes and feet. Only on his orders was she permitted to move up to the next stop, and when she arrived at his dick he had her skip over it, and kiss his ass and back instead. When she reached his lips he wrapped his arms around her, and they frenched for a good two minutes, with him grinding his stiff rod against her body.

Finally he pushed her back down on her knees, and holding her head still shoved his cock between her lips. When Ted gasped, Jack felt his own cock stretch even larger, and he watched intently as Ted pushed himself in and out of Linda's mouth. Soon, slurping sounds and heavy breathing filled the air as Linda took over, sucking that big cock for all she was worth. Occasionally she would duck down and lash his balls with her tongue, before taking one after the other in her mouth. After a few minutes of this, Jack noticed that Bunny had cuddled in much closer, and her hand was lightly stroking the inside of his thigh. He longed to dive between her legs, but any undressing or sexual action could only be ordered by the Master, and he was a bit preoccupied.

8:22 PM

"So how many of you would like to see our slave revealed?" Ted asked the group. He'd pulled himself out of Linda's mouth just moments before, having shown great willpower and not cumming at all. Now she was kneeling upright before him, his wet cock resting on her outstretched tongue; a footstool for his cock. At the unanimous show of hands, Ted ordered Linda to rummage through his bag of tricks for a red envelope. Jack suspected that he did this to allow her to see what might be in store. Of course, there was no guaranteeing that Ted would use any of that stuff.

Opening the envelope, Ted withdrew a stack of small papers, which he promptly stuffed into Linda's leather bustier, right between her tits. "I thought it'd be fun if you all helped me undress my slave. So you're all going to get involved. I'm going to take my lovely around the room. Each of you will reach between those gorgeous tits and pull out a slip of paper with a number on it. Then you'll open that snap. One through ten on the top. Eleven and twelve open up the panties. And thirteen and fourteen are hidden between those luscious legs. Of course, while your unsnapping, if you should feel the need to touch a mountain top, or explore a cave with your fingers, feel free. And I'd like each of you, even the women, to keep those ruby red lips warm with a kiss, just to show you care.

And as I come around, ladies, I gonna be testing for wetness between your legs, just to make sure that I'm keeping you entertained enough. So be ready to spread your legs for me. And guys, you may as well lose your costumes. Cuz I want to make sure your dicks are nice and hard, too."

This time he started on his left, with Bert Trask pulling the first number from between Linda's boobs. Right off the bat he hit the jackpot, drawing the number 14 and earning the right to undo a snap between her legs. After popping the snap he pushed his fingers between her folds, even while kissing her heavily on the mouth. He stopped only at a touch from Ted, who then reminded him to strip off his Speedo, which revealed a lengthy cock so stiff it quivered. Sandra drew a 3, and enthusiastically fondled Linda's tits, searching for the nipples under the leather. Her kiss was briefer than Bert's, but still included some obvious tongue. Sandra then stripped off her bottom, and spread her legs to allow Ted to slip his fingers into her pussy. He pulled them out coated with juice...Sandra was obviously ready for more.

As Jack stuffed his hand between his wife's breasts to get his number, he was surprised to see that she treated him no differently than the rest. She wouldn't even look him in the eye. He drew the 11, allowing him to undo the right side of her leather thong. Fondling her ass, he kissed her deeply. She tasted strange to him, as though he were kissing a stranger off the street. His heart began to race, and he started to explore more of her mouth, savoring the strange sensations. But then Ted nudged him away, and when he removed the bunny sheath from the cock, he was disappointed that it didn't look as large and powerful as it had felt just moments before.

Beside him, Bunny was already snaking her hand into Linda's cleavage, drawing the number one snap. She undid it with her teeth, and then kissed and licked much of the inviting flesh ready to burst forth from the top of the bustier. And when Ted finally pulled his hand from her cunt, she too had left it glistening with sweet, hot juices. Back around the circle they traveled, with most of the participants now undoing Linda's snaps with their teeth. Corey White had released the other clasp holding Linda's bottom in place, forcing her to hold it up with her hands. Carol Farnsworth had lucked into snap 14, and surprised them all by opening it with her teeth, and then tonguing Linda's sopping cunt. And when Mark Granger had unsnapped the last closure, they'd all watched with glee as Linda's bow-shaped tits spilled out, the nipples erect and pointing straight at the sky. As the party burst into applause, Jack knew that his wife was in for some hard use that night. Because they were all well on their way to seeing her as a boy toy, a living, fucking and sucking sex slave. Himself included.

8:45 PM

"Jack, I want you face up on the floor. Slave, lick me up and get this rubber on me. It's time to see if you fuck as well as you suck!"

As Ted gave the orders, Jack took his place in the center of the room with some trepidation. To prove their complete dominance, many Masters performed their first penetration right in front of the Mistress's spouse. But Ted's held the promise of a little more bang for the buck.

"Slave, I want you on all fours over Jack, your hot cunt lined up right over his eyes. That's right, face his feet. And Jack, keep your hands free. You've got a job to do."

Staring up at his wife's waiting cunt, Jack noticed that she'd shaved most of it clean, leaving only a thin strip of hair pointing the way to her sweet slit. This was a position he'd been in before, prior to eating her out in a steamy hot 69. But this time the view darkened not because he'd raised his head, but because Ted had knelt directly behind Linda's ass, his thick cock and heavy balls just inches from Jack's face.

"So Jack, you ready to help me slide the snake into this bitch's secret slit?" Ted asked with a rough edge to his voice. "Your job is to aim my prick right at her hole, and to put me back in if I should fall out. And if anyone wants to get a closer look at this, feel free to move on up."

Jack heard much rustling and scurrying, but his eyes were transfixed on the sight of Ted's throbbing cock almost touching his wife's rapidly swelling pussy. At Ted's order, he took hold of the cock before him, surprised by the heft of it. Pulling gently, he positioned it just between the folds of Linda's cunt, calling upwards, "Ready, Master!" Jack then watched as the long pole traveled deep into his wife's slit, the pussy lips easily spreading to take the thick girth. Ted pushed forward until his crotch met Linda's ass cheeks, and then pressed forward more, flattening them, and causing Linda to press rearward. As he withdrew, Jack saw that his wife's juices had completely encoated Ted's cock. Ted pulled all the way out, and Jack had to reach up and grab the cock before it could bounce off his head. He carefully inserted it again, and this time Ted began to thrust in earnest, fucking Jack's wife as if he owned her. But every so often Ted would let his cock come free, forcing Jack to be an active participant.

Soon Jack's face was spattered in juices, which were freely flowing from his wife's beet red pussy. After a few hard, angry thrusts, Ted sat back on his heels, leaving Jack to hold the wet, throbbing cock.

"Well, Jack ol' boy, that went well, wouldn't you say? But now I think I'm ready for a little bit of that sinful ass. But I don't want to get my hands dirty. So if you'd be so kind as to lube her up for me, I'd be eternally grateful."

Jack took the tube of KY Jelly, dabbed some on his fingers, and reached up to his wife's anus. It all seemed so surreal, lubing up his wife's ass so she could be butt-fucked by another man. After smearing the jelly all over, he stuck his thumb inside her, not surprised to find her tight and resisting. Normally he'd get her better prepared, but Ted was in a hurry, leaning forward immediately after Jack had pulled out his thumb. Working solely by feel, Jack lined up the tip of Ted's dick with his wife's anus, supporting the engorged rod even as it traveled inside.

As Linda canted her butt upwards to give Ted a better angle, Jack felt her swaying breasts press down upon his body. His body seemed to tingle, ultra-sensitive, at the pellet-like feel of her nipples against his skin. He felt her breath, warm and humid, blowing against his own cock, as if forced out of her body by the stroke of Ted's piston. And through it all, like a dull thudding in his brain, one question tortured Jack, "When is it my turn?"