"The Wives De-Programming Club"

       She giggled, thinking: "But that was only after the best fuck in my life!" 

       Remembering how delightful sex had been the previous night with her husband, it felt only natural to begin touching herself. She languidly and absentmindedly caressed her breasts, the tension inside herself growing with each stroke of her delicate hands. She slid her hands to her tummy and back to her breasts, her nipples were getting hard, the wetness between her legs forced her to move one of her hands lower and lower, until she cupped her delicious mound with it, exerting a gentle pressure that became more decisive. One of her carefully manicured fingers found its way between her labia and she let it roam, exploring the folds surrounding her partially awakened clitoris, sliding further down to explore the crimson passage of her moist cunt. But it wasn't wet enough, she moved her hand to her mouth and licked two of her fingers, coating them with saliva --she didn't remember having been fed her own juices during her last induction. She thought she was tasting herself for the first time, and, discovering just how good she tasted was a total surprise for her--. She brought her hand back to her pussy, while she was fondling her tits with the other one, alternatively stroking her nipples and pinching one, then the other. 

       Her wandering right hand found its way into her slit, again, and again she let her fingers tease her clitoris and go inside her... faster, harder, hungrily. She would bring her fingers back to her mouth every now and then, not because she needed more lubrication, as her percolating pussy was producing abundant juices; but because she found her own taste irresistible. Her other hand was pinching her nipples as hard as she could, two of her fingers were furiously fucking her. She had to let her left hand join the right one, she needed to pay attention to her demanding clitoris too. 

       She finger-fucked herself for several minutes, moaning, thrashing around, entirely covered in perspiration... trying to spread her legs wider and wider... reliving Adrienne's words in her mind: "Visualize how beautiful you look with your legs wide open and proudly showing your cunt... available... delicious.... sexy. Your husband really likes his little whore." 

       "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Make me your whore! See what a good slut I am! Ooooooh!" She came, screaming to the top of her lungs. She was trembling, sweaty and spent. She just lay on the bed for a few minutes, spread-eagled, unable to move. The images of Larry approvingly watching her masturbate had led to such a powerful orgasm that all those she had enjoyed the previous day were nothing in comparison. She didn't even wonder why, but pleasing Larry was all she wanted to do. 

       After showering and eating breakfast, she donned the button-down sun dress Adrienne had given her the day before --once she decided not to wear anything underneath it, as all her undergarments looked really boring to her now--. The sun dress was made out of a bright red fabric with contrasting black motives, just heavy enough to disguise the fact that she wasn't wearing anything else... except when she stood against a source of light; then, her shapely silhouette was just as defined as if she was nude. But Lorraine didn't notice this little detail. 

       Sitting down at the vanity bench, she applied her light makeup, mostly a dash of mascara and her trademark light pink lipstick. Brushed her curly mane for several minutes and, satisfied, grabbed her digital camera and took off. She was a sight to be seen, and the bright red and black sun dress would make it impossible not to see her, either. 

       Lorraine had always enjoyed driving through the countryside in this mountainous area, this warm and windy Spring morning was no exception, in fact, everything seemed more vibrant, more alive than ever before. She truly enjoyed the drive, finally arriving at the small university town a few miles away. 

       An older gent, sitting on a park bench close to where Lorraine parked, discretely glanced at her fantastic legs when she got off her car. In that split second, Lorraine noticed that he was looking at her and decided to give him a good show, she slid off the driver's seat in such a way that her dress rode all the way to the top of her delicious thighs, affording the man the opportunity to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. 

       Lorraine had to walk past the gentleman to exit the parking lot. 

       "Good morning, mam!" he politely greeted her when she was close to him. 

       "Good morning, sir," she replied, flashing her warm smile, and continued walking. 

       When she walked past him, he turned to look at her from behind, and he smiled appreciatively, not taking his eyes off of her. She was walking towards the sun and he certainly enjoyed the view, he just wanted to take a look at her ass. Looking at her seemingly naked rear was a very welcome bonus. 

       Lorraine spotted the first of Larry's logos a few minutes after strolling through the campus; Robert, the division president that had so much enjoyed her lewd, albeit unintended performance the day before, was sporting it on his polo shirt. Lorraine knew him well, or so she thought, and greeted him warmly, unaware that what he really wanted was to fuck the brains out of her. 

       "Robert! What a surprise to find you here!" she said, reaching forward to kiss him lightly on the cheek. 

       "I had a meeting that was postponed at the last minute," he lied. "You look fabulous! That's a very nice dress," he honestly remarked. "How are you doing?" 

       "I'm just fine," she replied, smiling. "How about yourself? And how are Sharon and the kids?" 

       They exchanged pleasantries for a couple of minutes. Lorraine continuously had to fight the wind that appeared intent in lifting the skirt of her dress. Just when Robert thought that she wouldn't go for it, Lorraine said: "By the way, can you take a couple of pictures of me? I'm trying to get something different for my next cover and thought some outside shots would be a good idea." 

       "With pleasure, I have a few minutes," he gladly replied. 

       First, they walked to a wooded spot, she stroke a pose and, just when he was about to shoot the first picture, she "accidentally" tripped and fell backwards into a patch of grass. Her dress climbed all the way to her waist and she ended spread eagled on the ground. Robert didn't expect the fall, but he still shot a picture. 

       "Are you okay?" he asked, really thinking she could have been hurt. 

       "I'm fine, sorry!" Lorraine answered, pretending just to notice that Robert had a clear view of her wide spread legs, pussy and ass. She made quite a show of adjusting her dress, and took the hand he was offering. 

       "I'm sorry!" she insisted, this time blushing. 

       "Don't worry." Robert politely replied, having trouble hiding the bulge in his trousers. "Are you sure you are alright?" 

       "Yes, I'm fine." 

       "OK, let's try again. Just watch your step this time," he said, smiling. 

       When she had covered herself up, Lorraine didn't notice that her sun dress belt had become undone, nor that the lower five buttons were, now, unfastened. The next gust of wind, as Robert was shooting the second picture, made it crystal clear. 

       The wind blew Lorraine's dress over her head, as the pictures would show --Robert shot 5 pictures while she was trying to lower her dress. 

       Except for her face, which was covered by the dress, she was standing there naked, spinning in an effort to get a hold of the dress and lower it. This was priceless, he got her front and back. A group of nearby students also enjoyed the show and began approaching. 

       Lorraine finally composed herself, except her hair, that was now a mess. Robert and the group of college kids had all seen her entirely naked. The students were cheering and asking her to take the dress off. All the attention was making her really wet. 

       "Hey, you guys! Can't you see that this was an accident? Get back to your classes, or whatever it is you do!" Robert demanded. 

       "Accident my ass!" one of the retreating students shouted. 

       "Speaking of which, she's got a really nice ass!" a second one stated. 

       Lorraine was both mortified, because of the humiliation of being suddenly undressed in public, and very wet. She couldn't understand why the humiliation of the public exposure could turn her on so much. 

       "I'm so embarrassed!" she said. 

       "There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Robert replied. This time he couldn't pretend he hadn't seen all of her. "Besides, you have a spectacular figure!" 

       "Thank you for the compliment," she responded. "But even if that was true..." 

       "Of course it's true!" he interrupted her in mid-sentence. "Larry is really a lucky guy. You are gorgeous." 

       "C'mon! You are just trying to make me feel better." Lorraine insisted. "I'm fat and I should be more careful." 

       "You are not fat," he wholeheartedly declared. "Your weight is perfectly distributed in all the right places." 

       "You are talking about Sharon, not me," she said. "She's the one with a fantastic figure." 

       "I won't deny that, my wife has a great figure too." Robert answered. "But that doesn't make you fat. It's different body types, and, honestly, I know she would die for such sexy hips as yours." 

       They continued like this for a few more minutes. The more Robert praised her, the wetter she got. He was making it very clear that he liked what he saw. 

       Robert had to return to work, he kissed her on the cheek and gave her a friendly pat on the ass. "Got to get back to work, will you be alright by yourself?" 

       "Yes, thank you very much. I still have to get the pictures, I doubt that any of the ones you shot will work!", she said cheerfully, blushing again. 

       Robert left and Lorraine found a nearby restroom to fix her hair. She then strolled the campus again, telling herself she was still scouting for a good location. Still having to push her dress down every few steps, the wind wouldn't budge. Eventually she spotted Larry's company logo again. 

       David, the other division president that had commented on her nice pussy, tits and ass during her last induction, was walking a few yards away. He was with three more men and 2 women. 

       She approached the group and greeted David. He introduced her to his companions, the three men were professional photographers on retainer by Larry's company, and the women were models. They were putting together and ad campaign for the company's campus networking services. 

       "We were just calling it quits, this wind keeps lifting the girls skirts," David said, after explaining why they were there. 

       "You don't have to tell me, I've had to fight this wind all morning myself," Lorraine answered, blushing. "But I set out to get a picture for my new book cover, and you know just how determined I am." 

       "Well, perhaps one of us can help with that?" one of the photographers volunteered. Lorraine gladly accepted, and the models were dismissed. 

       They found a nice secluded spot, there were few trees, and an old stone fence; perfect for standing and sitting poses. A small pond at the bottom of the grassy hill complemented the scene. 

       Several times when they were walking, the wind would lift Lorraine's dress, most of the times to mid-thigh, a couple of times all the way to her waist. She was in front, walking next to David, the three photographers behind them were pleasantly surprised upon discovering that she was not wearing anything under her dress. This was a really nice piece of ass, very unlike the boyish models they had been shooting all day! 

       Lorraine was posed under one of the trees, smiling to the cameras, the photographers asking her to move, swivel and turn so they could capture her better angle. Suddenly, a particularly strong gust of wind blew her dress over her head again as she was turning and the fabric got entangled in the lower branches. The four cameras kept shooting for what seemed like an eternity, from all angles; in reality it had been just a couple of seconds but Lorraine was soaking wet in her predicament. 

       David tried to cover her with his jacket, but didn't do a very good job at it; her ass, legs and cunt were openly exposed. "We'll have to take your dress off to untangle it," he said. 

       "But.. but, I'm not wearing anything underneath!" she protested, secretly wishing to be totally naked for the four men to admire her. 

       "We have no choice. It is either that, or we'll have to tear the dress apart," one of the photographers explained. 

       Feeling that her juices were beginning to drip slowly down her legs, Lorraine really wanted to get naked. "Okay, let's not tear the dress," she accepted. 

       David let go of the jacket, leaving her fully exposed, her arms caught in the dress above her head, to untangle the dress. Lorraine could feel the cool air all over her, she could also feel the eyes of the three photographers intently watching her. 

       The men were certainly enjoying her beauty. David was taking his sweet time, and they were walking around them; openly looking and admiring her legs, her tits, her fabulous ass, and, very closely, her protruding mound, her inviting --and by now engorged-- labia. Her nipples were stiff and very kissable. Her dripping cunt juices were now flowing down her legs. The men could see that she was ready to be fucked; but they wouldn't try anything, Larry was way too powerful. 

       David was finally able to free Lorraine's arms and, eventually, her dress. 

       "This was so embarrassing! I'm terribly sorry, gentlemen," Lorraine apologized while she was putting the intact dress on again. 

       "You shouldn't be embarrassed, Lorraine." David replied. "And, don't worry. These men are professional photographers; I'm sure it didn't bother them." 

       "Of course it didn't bother us, mam!" one of them promptly interjected.

       "Were you able to shoot any pictures?" she asked. 

       "Plenty!" the youngest photographer cheerfully answered. 

       Lorraine blushed visibly. 

       "She meant before the dress blew off!", a seemingly angry David said. "Gentlemen, I'm afraid I'll have to confiscate your cameras. You'll get them back soon." He was delighted, of course. 

    They had no choice. Lorraine knew it was the right thing to do, but the image of these three men having her naked pictures to view whenever they wanted also increased her arousal. She didn't say anything. 

       The three men would have breathed much easier had they known that the next day Larry would congratulate them for capturing his wife's beauty in such a great way. They never got the pictures back, of course. But they would always cherish the memory. 

       The group dispersed, they had to get back to the city, and Lorraine had to find a restroom again. She needed to fix her hair once more, and she was aching for relief, too. 

       She walked back to the buildings, entered one of them , found the restroom and rushed into an empty stall. She took her dress off, and immediately started touching herself. Her hand went straight to her pipping hot cunt. She relished in the image of all the guys that had so openly and appreciatively ogled her nakedness. It felt so good to be nude when everybody else was dressed. It was so humiliating and yet so arousing. She applied all her attention to her swollen clit, lovingly caressing it. "I need to be fucked! I need cock!" she thought she had thought. 

       "I don't have a cock, but I'd love to help you get off." The voice in the next stall had not been imaginary. There was someone there and she had spoken out loud! Lorraine never felt so humiliated before, and she got even hornier. She applied the entire palm of her right hand to her welcoming cunt, letting it soak in her juices, and, then, she hungrily licked it. The fingers of her left hand continued tormenting her clitoris, and she came with a low shriek of lust. 

       Forgetting she was naked, she opened the stall door. A gorgeous brunette, with beautiful light brown eyes, was standing right in front of her. 

       "You are delicious!" Laura exclaimed, pleasantly surprised to see that Lorraine was naked. It wasn't surprising to hear someone masturbating in the college restrooms, but to see them emerge naked afterwards was a very welcome twist. 

       26 year old Laura was just as tall as Lorraine but she was slimmer yet very well formed. She was proud of her 34C tits, and worked out to keep in shape. She was dressed in a loose t-shirt and skin-tight jeans. She was one of Adrienne's staff members, and she was lesbian, too. She had been added to the group, together with her lover and mistress, Tracy, to initiate the wives into the pleasures of Sappho. 

       "It is you who is gorgeous!" a dizzy Lorraine answered the compliment. Still seemingly unaware of her lack of clothing. Her pussy still on fire. 

       The door to the restroom creaked, Laura pushed Lorraine into the stall, getting in behind her, and closed the stall door. Lorraine, startled, was about to protest. Laura covered her mouth with her hand, and softly said: "You are naked and we don't know who is coming in. Relax and be quiet. It's okay." 

       Lorraine was so hot, that Laura's body pressed against her skin, made her want that woman like she hadn't wanted anything before. When Laura removed her hand from Lorraine's mouth, Lorraine hungrily kissed the other woman's lips. Another first for her. 

       She felt and tasted different than a man, Lorraine deepened the kiss. Laura's lips parted, welcoming the intrusion. Their tongues danced around each other. They kissed for a long time, Laura's hands freely roaming across Lorraine's body, who showed her response trembling, wanting for more. It was a good thing that Laura's mouth was covering Lorraine's, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to stifle her moans with a hand, as both her hands were eagerly exploring Lorraine. 

       Lorraine allowed her own hands to touch Laura, tentatively. Laura's clothing was in the way frustrating Lorraine. She slid a cautious hand under Laura's shirt, slowly, cupping the bottom of one of her round tits, then the other. Laura, on her part, was caressing Lorraine's tits and exploring her hungry pussy, ever so softly. 

       "Take your clothes off," Lorraine begged quietly, breaking the kiss for a moment. 

       "Not here, honey." Laura replied, just as softly. "But why don't you meet me later tonight for drinks?" 

       Laura felt so good, and she tasted so sweet. 

       The other girl in the bathroom was washing her hands. When she left, Laura reluctantly broke the embrace, Lorraine didn't want to let go either. 

       "You better put your dress back on, sweetie," said Laura. 

       "Did you mean it about the drinks later?" Lorraine begged, more than asked. 

       "Yes, if you don't mind getting together with my lover and I," Laura answered. 

       "A lover... I don't think so, " Lorraine sadly replied. "I've never been unfaithful to my husband." 

       "You still wouldn't." Laura said. "Love among girls is not cheating... and, I think Tracy will like you very much." 

       "Maybe," a hesitant Lorraine responded. Laura knew she would join them. 

       Lorraine got dressed again, Laura told her where she and Tracy would be that night. They kissed and Laura left. Lorraine brushed her hair again, touched up her make up and went back home. She still had a busy schedule ahead of her; she had to check the galleys for her new book, stop by her restaurant to make sure that everything was alright, and to visit with some of her regulars. Plus, she had to stop by the lingerie store to buy some sexy intimate apparel to replace her old underwear. All that would have to wait, and lunch too, as she would barely make her one o'clock appointment with Adrienne on time. 

       By the time Lorraine arrived, Adrienne and her staff had already reviewed the tapes from the previous night and that morning. They were very favorably impressed by Lorraine's improvement. She was shedding her inhibitions fast, the briefs submitted by Robert, David and Laura also showed both that public humiliation turned her on, and that she was very eager to openly explore same sex relations. 

       Lorraine knocked at the door at the dot of one, still wearing the red and black sun dress. She was flushed, having barely made it, but she also looked radiant. They exchanged the usual pleasantries and Lorraine headed for the closet to get her robe. She opened the closet door, took off her dress and donned the robe. 

       Adrienne was exultant; Lorraine didn't have any problems with her nudity any longer. 

       "Are you ready for Jacks?" Adrienne asked. 

       "Sure!" Lorraine answered, after pondering the thought for a split second. She was so hot and wet that she was afraid Jacks touch would make her cum right there; but she needed to be touched so bad. 

       Adrienne buzzed Jacks in and began the induction. Lorraine responded to her trigger word even faster than the day before. It was time to go through the induction knowing what was going on. 

       "Jacks, Lorraine is ready for you," Adrienne said, effectively indicating that he could and should talk while massaging her. 

       "I'm ready too, doctor," he replied to Adrienne. And to Lorraine, he said: "How ya' doing, gorgeous?" 

       "I'm just fine, and yourself?", she promptly replied, flashing her trademark smile. It didn't seem that she was hypnotized, to Jacks at least. 

       "She is under alright, Jacks," Adrienne reassured him; adding: "Open your eyes, lose the robe and walk to the table, Lorraine." 

       Immediately, Lorraine stood up, removed her robe and walked to the table; bare naked, as expected by Adrienne. Jacks ogled her appreciatively, he really liked this woman, she had a beautiful figure and he enjoyed looking at her walking nude. 

       Adrienne, as the expert she was, knew more than well that all hypnosis is really self-hypnosis. This is, perhaps the main reason why hypnotized subjects won't do anything they don't want to. The hard part had been for Lorraine to open up and share her innermost thoughts, desires and fears; once she had verbalized them, the rest was much easier. The inductions and trigger words were now meant to let her experience whatever pleasures she wanted, without a trace of guilt; but always aware that this was what Larry wanted. 

       Lorraine, therefore, knew that she was naked, and she could feel Jacks eyes on her ass. That made her feel really comfortable and sexy. She liked this feeling. 

       Once she had lain down on the massage table, Jacks began massaging her, slowly, deliberately. Adrienne continued the induction, she wanted Lorraine to talk about the events since the last induction, about her feelings. 

       "Did you have a good night?" Adrienne asked, 

       "Oh, it was beautiful!" Lorraine answered sleepily. "I surprised Larry waiting naked on our bed, we made love like never before!" 

       She told them with much detail how she had been fucked in all three holes like a bitch in heat; and she proudly announced that Larry had taken many pictures of her too. As she was talking, Jacks was increasing the tempo of the massage, he now was paying particular attention to her legs; particularly her inner thighs. Her juices were flowing liberally. She wanted to feel him in her. 

       When she began moaning lustily, Adrienne said: "Go with the flow... feel your warmth and how moist you are getting... relish in the thought that Larry gave his permission for Jacks to touch you wherever you want..." 

       Lorraine responded with louder moans, she really wanted to be touched. Jacks was at her buttocks, gently kneading her cheeks, spreading them, Lorraine wanted to feel him in her asshole. Adrienne's repetitive monotone sinking deeper and deeper in her brain. Knowing that she had Larry's permission to be touched filled her with passion; she started rocking her hips. 

       Jacks knew it was time for the first dildo, but he would finger-fuck her ass just for a while before inserting it. He was a man, after all; and this whore was ripe for a good fingering. He applied the lubricant directly on and in her hole, inserting a finger to the knuckles, feeling how tight she was, pretty soon it was two fingers and then three sliding in and out her nether passage, with his other hand he was caressing the sloping curve of her buttocks, the entire length of her legs, her back. Lorraine was breathing faster and harder, her hips were bucking like a bronco, Jacks could see her womanly juices flowing on the table mat, and he replaced his fingers with the vibrator, inserting it all the way in with a single thrust, her asshole closing tight once it was all the way in, embracing it. Adrienne applied the current. 

       "Doesn't it feel good to be fucked in the ass, my dear little whore?" Adrienne said, adding. "But you can't cum just yet, hard as you try... just savor the knowledge that Larry likes his whore to be enjoyed..." 

       Lorraine was turned over, covered in perspiration and in her own juices she was wildly moaning and thrashing around. "Please fuck my cunt...!" 

       Larry fondled, more than massaged her, letting his hands soak in her juices and applying them to her thirsty and kissable mouth, until he felt she was ready. He applied the electrodes to her nipples and began finger-fucking her cunt. Lorraine was going crazy with lust. 

       He finally, reluctantly, replaced his fingers in her love tunnel with the second vibrator, and applied the final electrode to her clitoris. Adrienne kept repeating that she couldn't cum yet, just to enjoy the pleasure, and to tell them, making emphasis on "them", what else had happened since the day before. 

       Lorraine told her about how the wind kept lifting her dress and of how she ended being naked when it had to be taken off. Adrienne wanted to know what had she felt. 

       "Humiliated... oh... that feels good!" she said, barely able to speak, when Adrienne increased the current. "Embarrassed... Fuck me!" Adrienne had decreased the current. "Sexy and wet... right there, yes, yes!" when the current was increased once more. 

       Without letting her cum, Adrienne continued alternating the current for over an hour. Lorraine was completely covered in perspiration and Adrienne reinforced the thoughts that she looked beautiful and that Larry was proud of his whore. When Lorraine told them about the episode with Laura, Jacks repeatedly fed her her own juices. 

       By now, the thoughts of pleasing Larry, being aroused whenever humiliated in public and really wanting to be with a woman were profoundly embedded in Lorraine's mind. These thoughts were part of her. She desperately wanted, needed to climax. 

       "Larry, Robert and David want to talk to me. Do you mind if they come in for a minute?" Adrienne casually asked. 

       "Not at all... if it is okay with Larry. Robert and... David already... saw me... naked this... morning.... ooooh... right there!" a weary Lorraine had trouble saying. 

       This was what the men in the secret meeting room wanted to hear. They were now welcome to get to the other side of the two-way mirror. They walked the few steps in record time. Lorraine was sweating profusely, thrashing violently. 

       "You look very beautiful, angel", Larry greeted her. 

       "Do you... like... your little whore?" she asked. 

       "I like my whore very much. I love you", he replied. Meaning it. 

       "Cum for your master now, slut!", Adrienne commanded. 

       Lorraine's orgasm was unbelievable. She felt like if the world was exploding. She was aware that the men were in the room and that all of them were watching her. This was really embarrassing, it was so hot that Larry wanted them to see her like this. She couldn't stop cumming, it was one orgasm after another, each one more intense than the prior one. She barely noticed when the electrodes and dildos were removed. Larry kept telling her just how much he loved her and just how pleased he was by her lewd exhibition. Robert and David's hands were all over her, finally luxuriating in the forbidden pleasure of her bare skin. 

       "Fuck me! "Fuck me... please!" Lorraine, mad with desire, pleaded. 

       Larry looked at Adrienne, who signaled it was alright. He quickly got out of his clothes, while Robert, David and Jacks were still fondling her. He mounted her, it was so good to fuck his wife in front of these people. He was fingering her inviting asshole and sucking and biting her nipples. He motioned to Robert and David to approach her, they couldn't wait; but they looked, questioningly, at Adrienne. 

       "Its okay, boys. Just let her grab you," Adrienne indicated. They rapidly unzipped, and Lorraine grabbed one rod in each hand. Furiously jerking them off. 

       "You feel so hot.... so sexy... you would love to be gang-banged by Larry, Robert and David to please Larry and because pleasing Larry makes you feel so good," Adrienne said to Lorraine. "Visualize the three of them fucking you in turns." 

       For a time, Lorraine would think that she had just visualized the three men fucking her; not that they had really been there. 

       In all his lust, Larry felt bad about Jacks, the man deserved a reward. Without missing a beat, he told him to put his cock in Lorraine's mouth. After looking at Adrienne for approval, Jacks quickly obliged. Larry took one of the dildos and started fucking his wife's ass with it. She was in heaven, she kept climaxing in a paroxysm of lust. She was hungrily sucking Jacks, jerking off Robert and David, and being royally fucked by Larry, his cock invading her snazzy snatch, with powerful thrusts, and the dildo in his left hand deep in her ass. The four men spurted their loads simultaneously while Lorraine was cumming yet again. She swallowed all of Jacks load, to the last drop and was covered in Robert and David's hot jism. Larry's load in her cunt, felt really good; as if it had been his stamp of approval, allowing her to be a total whore. 

       Lorraine's conditioning was being quite a success. Larry kissed her gently and lovingly, and got dressed. The men left the room. Adrienne had Lorraine soak in the hot tub for a few minutes, and woke her up. 

       "Wow! What an experience," Lorraine said. "You are a naughty girl!" 

       "Did you like it?" Adrienne asked, already knowing the answer. 

       "Liked it? I loved it!", replied Lorraine. "But the inductions are turning more and more erotic and vivid." 

       "Tell me about it?" Adrienne asked. 

    Lorraine explained that she had felt like if she had been gang-banged by Larry, David, Robert and Jacks and that it had felt really good. A very pleased Adrienne sent her home. 

       Lorraine spent the next two hours checking on the restaurant and buying lingerie. Those two hours she debated on whether or not to accept Laura's invitation, Larry wouldn't be back until really late and she was so unbearably horny that she might just meet the two lesbian lovers. 

       Lorraine made her mind. She went home, took a quick shower, put on some of the sexiest lingerie she had just bought, and chose a tight black dress that clung to her very curve. Dripping wet and extraordinarily nervous at the same time, she went to the local bar Laura had indicated. 

       When they met again, Laura immediately introduced her to Tracy, a delicate 5'3" blonde who looked like a teenager despite her 32 years. Her high cheek-bones and short hair framed her blue eyes beautifully. She was petite, beautiful and in control. 

       "You are just as beautiful as Laura told me," Tracy stated, letting her eyes undress Lorraine, who blushed. 

       Lorraine thanked her for the compliment and the three girls sat down, drinks were ordered and they chatted idly waiting for them. 

       The extraordinarily horny Lorraine thought: "It's a blessing to be with these girls, because as horny as I am, I could fuck any one of the males who are pestering us!" 

       The drinks were served, they continued visiting and Lorraine was feeling very much at ease with these two girls; but the memory of her previous encounter with Laura was making her even wetter. 

       At some point, Tracy stared at Lorraine, and, in a dead serious tone stated that she knew that Lorraine was a tramp, because just a tramp would come out of a public bathroom stall totally naked after fingering herself to orgasm, and knowing there was someone else there. "And you let yourself be kissed and fondled by my pet, too!" Tracy finished. 

       A startled Lorraine didn't have time to figure out how to reply, as Tracy, without waiting for a response, told her that they were taking her to their place. Lorraine felt profoundly humiliated, and this made her even wetter. She was told to leave money on the table to cover the bill, and obediently followed the girls out. The dim light in the bar didn't allow any of the other patrons to notice that her skirt was very wet. 

       "Get your car and follow us!" Tracy ordered, once outside. 

       Lorraine followed them to Tracy's home and when they got there, Tracy ordered her to strip, still in the street, before she could enter the house. For a split second, Lorraine hesitated. This was so humiliating! What if anybody saw her? 

       Her arousal took the best of her, and Adrienne's words flashed in her mind "You want everybody to know what a good little whore you are." She started undressing right there on the street. Her tight black dress came off first, letting the girls appreciate her newly acquired lacy, sheer, also black lingerie. 

       Tracy extended her hand, and Lorraine gave her the dress. She started to unstrap the bra, and Tracy stopped her. 

       "Take your panties off first... slowly," she commanded. 

       Lorraine obediently did as told, and handed her the panties. 

       "Now you can take the bra and shoes off." 

       Again, Lorraine did as told and handed her last pieces of clothing to Tracy. 

       When Lorraine was totally naked, after handing Tracy all of her clothes and her shoes, Tracy finally started fishing for her keys in her purse, for what seemed like minutes. At long last, she opened the door, Tracy and Laura walked in, and slammed it shut before Lorraine could enter! She experienced a slew of emotions, panic, among them, but the most powerful was that her arousal increased 100 fold. After an eternity, Laura opened the door, without letting Lorraine in, just to tell her that she had to ask permission to enter, and closed it again on her face. 

       Lorraine knocked and asked, and they let her in. 

       Once inside, Lorraine didn't really know what to do. Tracy and Laura were carrying on as if this was a normal visit, except they didn't offer Lorraine a seat; so, she was there, just standing in their living room naked as a jay bird; feeling extremely embarrassed and humiliated; and, dripping wet. She could literally feel her juices flowing down her legs. The two girls were comfortably seated, having a drink, without offering one to Lorraine. For several minutes, they didn't even acknowledge her presence. Eventually, Tracy told her to get off her carpet as she didn't want it stained; it was so exhilaratingly humiliating that Lorraine just wanted to both cum and die at the same time. 

       Tracy sent Laura for a paper towel and had her come over and dry Lorraine up. Laura quickly obeyed and very gently began drying Lorraine's thighs, very slowly reaching up to her pussy, Lorraine had her eyes closed, being simultaneously terrified and willing to accept her touch; when she finished, Laura kissed Lorraine's pussy, ever so lightly, the unexpected caress making her cum instantly. Lorraine could have never imagined that she could cum without having anything in her pussy. 

       Tracy jumped and Lorraine could see the disappointment in her eyes. She proceeded to inform her that, in her house, Lorraine was not allowed to cum unless ordered to. Lorraine could have died of embarrassment! 

       Tracy ordered Lorraine to turn around, and bend over. Lorraine immediately obeyed, she didn't know why, but she did. Without another word, Tracy spanked Lorraine's bare ass hard and fast, three times. It hurt, it was a further humiliation and it got Lorraine even hornier! When the first slap came, she started to cover her ass with her hands, while getting back up; but Laura held her hands down and in front of her, while Tracy pushed her down, forcing her to remain in position, and slapped her the other two times. 

       When she was done, she still didn't allow Lorraine to straighten up, but Laura let go of her hands and Lorraine realized why when Tracy ordered her to spread her ass cheeks with them, as she was going to inspect her. Lorraine now couldn't distinguish between humiliation and arousal at all. She was dripping wet, the wetter she got, the more Tracy humiliated her and the wetter she got. 

       Tracy looked at Laura and smiled. Lorraine would make a good submissive. "Lick her ass, make it as wet as her slit", she commanded. 

       Laura, eagerly did it. Her flirting tongue boldly exploring Lorraine's sweet ass made her hole wet and slippery, just as her mistress had ordered. Lorraine found the experience very pleasurable and started moaning. A hard slap of Tracy's hand on her exposed rump made her remember she was not allowed to cum unless instructed to do so. Laura wickedly complicated her predicament by sliding a finger through the length of her vulva, without penetrating her, mercilessly teasing her. 

       Tracy, satisfied, ordered Laura to stop and move out of the way. Kneeling, she used both hands to stretch Lorraine's asshole wide open. 

       "Keep it like this, bitch. Don't let it close", she instructed. 

       Lorraine obeyed and Tracy started fingering both her ass and cunt, Laura was undressing. Each time that it appeared that Lorraine was about to cum, Tracy slapped her ass, hard. After an eternity, she stopped and ordered Lorraine to turn around, the trembling beauty instantly obeyed. Tracy began fondling her breasts, roughly, pinching her nipples really hard. 

       "Laura, get under her and lick her snatch!" she barked. 

       The sweet torment was unbelievable, Laura's expert tongue darted in an out of Lorraine's cunt, enveloping her clitoris and caressing her entire womanhood. Tracy was still abusing her tits, she needed to cum, she had to come. 

       "Please.... I beg you... let me cum," she implored. 

       "Please what, slut?" Tracy teased. 

       "Please, Tracy... I need to cum", she anxiously asked. 

       "Laura, tell this whore how to ask!", she ordered. 

       "Please, can I cum for you, Mistress Tracy?", Laura said. 

       Lorraine repeated Laura's words, Tracy wouldn't budge, not just yet. "Get on the floor, on all fours". 

       Lorraine obeyed, Laura continued tongue-fucking her, and replaced Tracy's hands with her own, gently ministering to Lorraine's tits. Tracy quickly undressed and lay on the floor in front of Lorraine. Legs wide open, pussy readily available.

       Lorraine didn't need instructions to know that Tracy expected her to lick her cunt. For the first time ever she tasted another woman's juices. This beautiful train was on the road, she avidly started probing Tracy's pussy with her lips and tongue, trying to duplicate what Laura was doing to her. Begging for relief. 

       "That's good... make your mistress cum... you have a great tongue...oh... right there," Tracy moaned right before exploding in her tumultuous orgasm. 

       Lorraine kept at it, dying for relief. She begged again, again she was declined. She had to eat Laura and made her cum, before she was allowed to reach her own orgasm. 

       Laura replaced Tracy, and Lorraine began licking, probing and tongue-fucking her second snatch of the day. But Tracy was not eating her, unbeknownst to Lorraine, she had gone looking for some toys. She came back sporting a double double-headed, ribbed strap-on dildo, the inner heads were already inserted in Tracy's cunt and ass, and two nipple clamps on her hand. She quickly fingered both of Lorraine's holes and determined that her cunt was till soaking wet, but her asshole had dried up a bit. She attached the clamps to Lorraine's nipples, and walked away again, this time returning with a tube of lubricant. Lorraine, in all fours, her ass up in the air, was still tongue-fucking Laura, who was fondling her own tits and stroking Lorraine's hair. 

       Tracy opened the tube of lube, getting a nice squirt out of it. She coated her fingers with it and, without any preamble, ass-fucked Lorraine with her fingers, while she fingered her pussy with her other hand, alternatively pinching her clit, hard. Lorraine's hips were swaying madly. 

       "That feels so good, Mistress Tracy... can I please cum, Mistress Tracy?", she begged once more. 

       "That's better, but you'll come when I tell you", Tracy said with finality. "And keep licking Laura". 

       With this, she withdrew her hands from Lorraine and let her waiting for a second. Then, she positioned herself and inserted the strap-on external heads in Lorraine's pussy and back hole; fucking her in earnest, and fucking herself in the process. She came again, a couple of times; Laura was also cumming. But Tracy wouldn't let Lorraine climax yet. 

       "Laura, get off from under there and put this thing on," she said. Unstrapping the dual dildo without removing it from Lorraine. 

       Laura did as she was told, Lorraine was beginning to feel cramps in her arms and legs, her nipples hurt like hell and it felt so good. With the double-headed contraption still firmly embedded in her slit and ass, she was dying to cum. Laura donned the strap-on, without taking it out of Lorraine's hungry holes, and fucked her long and lovingly. Tracy positioned herself in front of Lorraine, mimicking her position, offering her her upturned ass. 

       "Lick my ass, whore!", she ordered. 

       Lorraine hesitated briefly, but the intensity of her desire made her forego her qualms, and avidly devoured her mistress' asshole. Tracy was furiously fingering her own cunt, and her moans indicated that she was cumming again; Laura was cumming behind Lorraine too. 

       "You can cum now, bitch!", Tracy commanded. 

       Lorraine let go all the contained tension in a paroxysm of lust, violently shaking and shrieking. She came, and came, and came. Until she literally was out of breath and devoid of strength; but she couldn't stop shaking. 

       Laura and Tracy snuggled up to her, they removed the nipple clamps and very gently and tenderly massaged her nipples. The girls kissed Lorraine softly and held her; until she stopped shaking and smiled to them. 

       "Thank you, Mistress Tracy. That was wonderful", she said before she fell asleep, spent. 

       They let her sleep for an hour, waking her up with soft kisses and gentle hands caressing her body. She woke up, feeling loved and sexy. Tracy kissed her full on the lips, all her roughness gone, and made love to her, tenderly, gently. Laura, joined them, in a concert of beautiful forms, intertwined, a crescendo of loving, tender passion; the three women savored each other, there weren't any restrictions about reaching orgasm this time. Lorraine experienced yet a different climax, a very comforting one. 

       The girls gave her back her clothes and saw her to her car, she was to call as soon as she got home. Refreshed by her nap and very happy, she got in her car and drove home, to her Larry. 

       Larry still wasn't there when she arrived, she called Laura and Tracy, thanked them again for a wonderful time, and headed for the shower for the fourth time that day --she had also showered after her induction. 

       Larry was discussing Lorraine's progress with Adrienne, in his office. They have watched the live transmission of the all girl session, he by himself, she with her staff. It was decided that Lorraine was ready for graduation, a fully awake gang-bang. She would still have a session before then anyway, to reinforce her willingness to please Larry and her feeling of absolute well-being as Larry's personal whore. After that, Adrienne guaranteed, she would no longer be capable of felling guilty for enjoying herself. It was time to choose the next inductee. 

       "Thank you very much, Adrienne," he said. "This was accomplished much faster than scheduled. A fat bonus will be transferred to your account in the Caymans when she graduates." 

       "You know that the bonus is not necessary, Larry." Adrienne replied. "The opportunity you are giving us to research the psyches of Lorraine and the other wives is priceless." 

       They agreed to meet again the following day and each went home. 

       Lorraine was asleep, naked under the sheets, when Larry got home. She looked so peaceful; his heart was filled with love for her, he was very proud of her indeed. He quietly undressed and got in bed. Softly brushed a strand of hair from Lorraine's face and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Half-asleep she turned and kissed him on the lips and went back to sleep. 

       She woke again, in the middle of the night. He was obviously dreaming something nice, she thought, his erection was lifting the covers. She dove under the sheets and sucked his cock, savoring all of it, gently enough not to wake him up, but firmly enough to make him spurt his load into the back of her throat. She swallowed all of it and licked him clean. She got back to a blissful sleep, delighted in the knowledge that she knew how to please her man.