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Subject: {ASSM} Our Perfect Night Out  Chapts. V and VI (FM/fm, Ds, Mm, slut wife, etc.)
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Our Perfect Night Out  Chapt. IV (FM/fm, Ds, Mm, Ff, oral, anal, slut wife,
spanking, exhibitionism)
(C)Copyright 2004   Sharku@aol.com


Author's Note:  This is my first attempt at writing something for
public consumption.  I would appreciate KIND comments both
positive and negative.  Especially welcome is constructive
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CHAPTER V...THE HOME TOUR
	
	Master begins untying my legs as soon as he hangs up the phone,
just as quickly I feel a void as Mistress pulls the dildo out of
my ass.  She gives me one more tantalizing lick on the head of my
cock, and then I'm being pulled upright by the leash.  Without a
thought I sit on the edge of the bench and immediately help
Master put his cock and balls back into his pants.  I suppose I'm
beginning to adjust to my new role, or more likely,  I'm just so
horny I don't care to keep up pretenses any longer and have
surrendered into subspace?  "Let's go slave," Master says, "We
have a lot to do before your lovely wife finishes with her new
friends and comes home."  We enter the house with Mistress in the
lead, pulling me none-to-gently by the leash attached to the
leather cock ring around my balls.  Master's dark, sexual
presence looms behind me.  In some sort of twisted, erotic
version of a home tour I begin showing my "guests" around our
home.  
	Several times I hear Mistress and Master making comments as they
enter a room or see a particular piece of furniture.  "Very nice
don't you think dear?" Mistress comments upon seeing a recently
acquired, antique wingback chair.  "The Slut would look very nice
kneeling at your feet in front of that chair."  "Yes, she would,"
Master agrees.  "It has something of a Roissey, Story of O
quality about it, what with that fireplace and dark paneling." 
Another piece of furniture and Mistress adds, "you know dear, if
you bend her over and tie her up, I think this chair is just high
enough to make her asshole open to a cock."  "What about this
table slave?"  "Have you ever fucked the Slut on top of it?"  "No
master, Stacy...er, the Slut never would let me get too
adventurous on the furniture."  "Well," Master exclaims,
"someone'll just have to fuck her silly on it then won't they?" 
Mistress seems particularly pleased with all of the large,
picture windows throughout the house and how we have hanging
plants in front of most of them.  She mentions something about
neighbors, ropes and open drapes before I lose track of what
she's saying.    
We continue the brief tour and end up returning to the backyard
with the pool and hot tub.  "Small but adequate slave," Master
comments, referring to the hot tub and pool.  "I don't expect
that we'll see more than five or six guests at a time so this
should do nicely."  I'm not sure I like the sound of that comment
but I'm afraid to ask Master what he means.  Sensing my
confusion, Master continues.  "I especially like how the shrubs
and high fence help screen us from prying eyes."  "Nosey
neighbors can be so annoying."   "I'm sure you wouldn't want your
neighbors to know that your wife is a Slut and you like to suck
cock would you?"  "Although..." he pauses and gives me a
mischievous look, "they just might find out anyway."  I had just
about gathered enough of my thoughts together to comment when I
realized he's not really talking to me.  More that he's talking
about me, or above me. I realize I am an object to him, an object
to both of them.  Since I first agreed to our arrangement I have
been relegated to the role of sex object.  My only purpose is to
serve their erotic needs.  My moment of introspection is abruptly
interrupted by Master's next comments.    
Pulling me out of my thoughts and back to the present, Master
turns to me and asks, "where is your collection of porn slave?" 
Caught somewhat off guard and embarrassed I stammer something
about it being in the closet in our bedroom.  "Show it to us, and
be sure and show us EVERYTHING."  I'm curious as to what Master
is referring to by "everything" but obediently lead them to our
Master bedroom.  I chuckle briefly as I think about how the term
"Master bedroom" will now take on a whole new meaning for Stacy
and I.  "The Slut was very specific in her descriptions of your
porn collection slave so be sure and don't miss showing us
anything," Mistress comments.  Master continues as I open the
closet and pull out our box of toys, videos and fetish clothing.
"Stacy was very detailed in her listing of toys, she seemed to
take particular pleasure in telling us which toys YOU liked."  He
turns to Mistress, "it seems my dear that our slave here already
had a thing for being fucked in the ass by beautiful women."  I
blush and lower my head in embarrassment as Mistress abruptly
turns me around and forces me to bend over the box of sex toys. 
I feel her spreading my ass cheeks, exposing my ass.  "That makes
sense dear," she says.  "Just take a look at how easily his ass
takes not one but two of my fingers."  I feel a brief sense of
pressure on my ass and then Mistress' fingers slide quickly into
my sphincter.  I can't help but let a moan of pleasure escape my
lips as she slowly fucks my ass.  I hear a chuckle from Master,
"Look at him work his hips back into your hand."  "He'll put on a
good showing for our friends later."  
Damn!  There it is again, that reference to others.  What have
Stacy and I gotten ourselves into?  "Stay where you are slave, I
think we've found something interesting."  I risk a quick glance
up and see that Mistress has found our box of personal
photographs!  Everything is in there!  Stacy is camera shy but
during sex she can often be coaxed into letting me snap a few
pictures of her in action.  Unfortunately, some of the cocks in
the pictures are not mine!  Stacy will kill me!  Apparently
though Stacy was very thorough in her inventory of our play
stuff.  "Ah, this must be your collection of pictures right
slave?" Mistress asks.  "After a little prompting, Stacy told us
that there were some action photos in here that she really
enjoys."  Master starts thumbing through the pictures.  I picture
some of them in my mind:  Stacy with her dildo, Stacy and I
making love, and Stacy at her birthday gang bang!  My thoughts
are interrupted by Master, "It seems that your cock wasn't always
enough for her so many times she'd come in here and look at these
pictures and fuck herself while you were at work."  "How does
that make you feel slave?"  "Knowing that your wife had VERY fond
memories of fucking and sucking other men?"  "She told us all
about it."  "How she'd come in here, pull out...mmm, THIS dildo,"
Master holds up Stacy's big, 10" black dildo, "and fuck herself
silly while imagining that she was once again being pounded by
huge, black cock."  
All this talk while Mistress' fingers continue to work their way
in and out of my ass.  I can tell that Mistress is again becoming
aroused as she reaches around with her other hand and starts
stroking my cock again.  Master continues to torment me with
images of my Slut wife.  "Would it surprise you that on our
orders Stacy has started talking with her old gang bang buddies
again over the Internet?"  "She really loves cock that wife of
yours and we've encouraged that feeling."  "Are you SURE that
she's told you about ALL the cocks she's fucked and sucked?" 
"She sucked strange cock for us, and it really wasn't that hard
to convince her."  "After all, she WAS looking for an excuse to
suck off that lawyer at the office."  "OOPS...she didn't tell you
about that one?"  Mistress chuckles, "apparently she hadn't dear,
but it doesn't matter, I just felt his cock twitch again so it
turns him on anyway."  "That's right slave, the first thing she
revealed to us was a burning desire to suck, how'd she put it,
the HUGE, thick cock of her lawyer friend."  "We didn't ask how
she knew it was 'huge' but apparently it was."  "In fact, let's
see," master thumbs through some more pictures, "ah yes, I
believe this is the cock in question."  Master holds a picture in
front of my face.  Turning to Mistress he asks, "have you ever
seen a cock this big dear?"  "Apparently the Slut hadn't either."
 She liked it so much that she asked him to take a picture of it
for her as a memento."  "What do you think slave?"  "How would it
feel helping your wife suck that lovely piece of meat?"  I can't
help but picture myself on my knees next to Stacy, worshipping
the magnificent cock I see in front of me.  "Makes you wonder
what she's doing right now doesn't it?"  "Is she REALLY being
'forced' to fuck and suck her way home tonight or did we just
give her an excuse to be the Slut that she is anyway?"  "I know,"
Mistress, exclaims, "let's call her!"  "That's a great idea!"
master agrees.  "I'm sure our slave here would like to know what
his Slut wife is doing." 

CHAPTER VI...THE PHONE CALL         
	
	Mistress jerks my cock and balls and leads me out of the closet
and back into the master bedroom.  "Kneel Slave." Master orders.
Quickly I find myself on my knees at their feet. With my eyes
downcast I stare at their feet as I hear master dialing his cell
phone.  There is a brief pause and then, "yes?  You know who this
is, now what are you doing?  Hand the phone to him then, and get
back to sucking."  "Don?  Yeah, it's me.  How's she doing? 
Really?  All of them huh?  Well, that's good, I was pretty sure
she wouldn't disappoint whomever she wound up fucking but I'm
glad to hear that all of your friends got a piece of her ass."  
	Master turns around and speaks softly for a few seconds and then
turns to me and hands me the phone.  "Look at this slave." He
orders.  I see that the phone is one of those new ones that has
digital camera capability.  There in front of me is a picture of
Stacy.  It looks like her ass is sticking half out of the back of
a car.  Her skirt is flipped up over her back and her head is
between the legs of someone sitting in the back of the car.  Her
ass is red and looks as if it has been spanked repeatedly.  There
is a butt plug in her, and a man's hand is in the picture holding
one of her cheeks.  The screen goes blank for a second and then
another picture appears.  This time Stacy is on her knees outside
the car.  A big black cock is in front of her face.  Her tongue
is reaching out and barely touching it.  One hand is between her
legs, apparently fucking her pussy and she's looking straight at
the camera with a look of total lust on her face.  I can see
white gobs of cum in her hair and on her cheeks and chin.  
	Master grabs the phone for a second and speaks to whomever is on
the other end.  He hands the phone back to me, "start stroking
your cock and say hello to your beautiful bride."  I grab my
already aching cock and tentatively take the phone.  I grasp the
receiver, "he-hello?" I ask.  "Oh God!  Frank, is that you?" I
hear her moaning breathlessly as she speaks to me.  It's a little
difficult to understand her as it seems she's speaking in between
taking something, probably a cock, into her mouth.  "I'm sorry
honey, but I can't remember being this horny!  Don and his
friends have fucked my ass and mouth so many times I've lost
count.  (slurp)Did you see the size of Greg's cock Frank?  That's
the beautiful black cock that I'm sucking on now (slurp, suck). 
He's amazing Frank!  I've already taken his load in my ass and on
my tits and he's still going.  His balls are so huge (gasp,
slurp) that he can't give me enough cum(slurp).  "Oh...AH! 
Frank, I've got to go.  Gary is starting to fuck my ass again!" 
There are sounds of rustling clothing and then a quick, sharp
slapping sound, "Oh yes!  Oh, fuck my ass PLEASE!"  Seeming to
pull herself together she says to me, "Frank" she says, "when we
leave here they say we've got one more stop to make and then
they'll take me home.  And Frank, PLEASE be nice to master and
mistress.  I need to cum so bad and they won't let me if you've
made them angry.  Now, I've got to (grunt) go, there's another
car pulling up in the parking lot.  Oh no Don, please...no
more..."  One more picture is transmitted to me by someone on the
other end.  The last image I have is of Stacy on her knees with a
huge black cock in her mouth and someone kneeling behind her,
apparently fucking her ass.  Her tits are hanging down and she
looks...stunning!  
	"Stop jerking off slave." Master orders.  "You're not finishing
yet."  "There," Mistress says.  A moan of frustration passes my
lips as I release my cock.  "Sounds like she's having a good time
doesn't it?  Mistress takes the phone back and says, "you know,
all those nice pictures of the Slut working her ass off, perhaps
we should return the favor?"  Master immediately grabs my head
and pulls my face in front of his crotch.  "You know what to do
cock sucker!"  Without hesitation I reach up and unzip Master's
pants, pulling out his semi-erect cock.  A few strokes and he is
fully erect again.  "How much Viagara has he taken today?" I ask
myself.  I open my mouth and as I am about to take him in there
is a CLICK and I know my picture has been taken.  I am now a true
cock sucker and someone else is going to know it.  "There
Mistress exclaims.  Let's let Stacy show that to her new
friends."  Master casually pushes me away and starts zipping
himself back up.  "Yeah, who knows dear, maybe they'll want
seconds when they drop her off?  After all, Frank should thank
them for taking care of his slutty wife since it's obvious he
couldn't."   
        


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