## Chapter 8 Bob is brought into the fold

Bob is reading in bed. His wife is standing in their closet looking in the mirror. She is naked. Standing close to the mirror she sees her body in fine detail. She thinks that for forty she looks hot. Her breasts don’t have the perk of her teenaged days, but she knows, from her health club, that time has caused more damage on others. They do sag a little, but her stomach is firm, and her hips are still firm and smooth. She looks at her body and thinks about the past two days. She sees herself smile into the mirror.

Who would have thought, she had fucked the teen-aged son of her best friend? She had eaten her best friend’s pussy. Her best friend had eaten her pussy. She thought about the intensity of the orgasms she had during these acts. She looked in the mirror and was amazed at the pleasure her body had given her. She wasn’t going to stop; she couldn’t stop, even if she had to leave someone behind.

Carol opens a small drawer in dresser and pulls out a red ball of satin. Inside that small crumpled ball lay her last effort to get some of that pleasure from her husband before, perhaps, changing her relationship with him forever. She pulls it open and steps into the leg holes and pulls up the red satin teddy. She loosely ties the strings behind her neck leaving it loose around her tits. Carol turns her back to the mirror and adjusts the thong in her ass. The red line vanishing into depths of her bottom neatly divides her firm ass cheeks. She is pleased, thinking, I have a great ass. She takes the ring from her sundress pocket. Putting it between the pages of a book she picks up from a shelf, she turns, giving herself one last glance in the mirror. She walks out into the bedroom to her future.

She walks over to the dressing table at the foot of their bed. She’s watching Bob in the mirror reading his book. She bends down to open the lowest drawer. The thong of her teddy pulls tightly into her ass. She looks in the mirror and Bob never even looks up. Her firm tight ass is directly in front of him and he doesn’t even look up. She firmly picks up her book and its cargo and climbs into bed next to her husband.

As she gets into bed she leans forward and one breast falls out of her loosely tied teddy. It sways gently near Bob’s head. He reads his book ignoring the nipple that, a few hours ago, belonged to the boy-next-door.

Sarah slips under the covers, the soft sheets caressing her as she moves near her husband. She lies on her side facing him, presenting him with a view of her generous cleavage. She moves her chest slightly and half a nipple is exposed to his view--if he was watching. She watches him read his book. She has given him his chance, and now casts him into an unknown fate.

“Bob?”

“Yes, dear.”

“Sarah’s found the most amazing cure for nervousness and stress.”

“Does it come in a bottle?”

“No, it’s a small ring you wear. They’re powerful magnets and they’re supposed to change your body chemistry to help you handle stress and to help you relax.” She thought to herself, it does have one side effect on women; it keeps your pussy wet all the time.

“Sounds like a bunch of crap to me.” She smiled to herself, we’ll see.

“No, she gave me one yesterday before the cookout, and, Bob, I must say it’s made an enormous difference in just one day. I haven’t felt this good in years.” . . . or so well fucked.

“Sure.”

“I mean it. Just try one for one day.”

He’s getting irritated. “Ok, have her send one over tomorrow and I’ll wear it for a day.”

“Now, it just so happens that I have one right here.” She pulls the ring out of her book and shows it to Bob.

“It’s pretty plain looking.”

So’s your dick, she thought angrily. “Well, beauty isn’t everything. Here give me your hand.”

He holds out his hand, while still reading the book, and she slips the ring on his finger. Nothing happens for about ten seconds, and then Bob closes his book, slowly turns the covers back, and gets out of bed. He walks to the foot of the bed and drops to his knees. He bends forward and places his head on his hands, in a praying to Mecca pose, and says, “Master, I await your command.” He is then still.

Carol gets out of bed and walks over to him. She says, “Bob, get up.” Bob ignores her. She kneels down and says in his ear, “Bob, get up.” Fear is starting to bite at her heart. What has she done? She tugs on his arm trying to get him to stand up. He doesn’t fight her. He’s just dead weight on the floor.

He says again, “Master, I await your command.” Carol stands up and starts to pace along her side of the bed. She knew she didn’t know what to expect when she put the ring on him. She had been hoping the reaction would be similar to hers. She had wanted Bob to feel the same mental clarity, the re-vitalization, and the horniness, especially, the horniness. She had deep down hoped that moments after putting the ring on his finger her toes would be pointing to the ceiling and she would be getting her pussy fucked by her husband.

“Shit, now what”, she thinks, “The kids just went to bed. They might still be awake and they can’t see their father like this.”

She paces the floor pondering her choices. She can take the ring off! That’s it. She drops down to the floor and pulls Bob’s hand out to where she can grasp the ring. It doesn’t budge. She pulls harder. Nothing! She can see that the ring isn’t stuck to his finger, as the skin under the ring never moves when she pulls on it. Something is holding the ring onto Bob’s finger other than the friction between the ring and his skin.

She leans back on her feet and looks at the prostrate figure of her husband. She’s pissed. Carol thought she would be getting a new husband and now all she has is some slave who wants to serve some master.

She thinks, “That’s it. Paul. Paul has to be the master, but how to get Paul over here at this time of night without arousing suspicion.”

She picks up the bedroom phone and carries it into the closet and closes the door. She dials Sarah’s number. Greg answers the phone, he sounds a bit winded, “Greg, may I talk to Sarah?”

“She’s right here.” Sarah pulls her mouth off Greg’s cock and takes the phone while still jacking his cock with her left hand.

“Sarah, I gave him the ring.”

“Oh, really, and what was the result?” She asks, still stroking Greg’s cock.

“He’s on our fucking bedroom floor on his stomach wanting his master to command him.”

“Oh, my! That is quite unexpected.” She faltered a bit in her stroking.

“Yes, he won’t listen to me. He just keeps asking his master to command him.”

“Who do you think that is?” She takes Greg into her mouth while Carol answers.

“It’s got to be Paul. He’s the ring master.”

Pulling her mouth off his cock, she accidentally makes a slurping sound.

“Sarah, what are you doing?”

“Nothing,” but the nothing has a hot, smoldering tone to it.”

“Sarah, are you sucking Greg’s cock while you’re talking to me.”

“Uh, maybe.”

“Sarah, is that all you two ever do is have sex?”

“Well there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“There is when your best friend isn’t ever getting any, and she has to listen to slurping cocksucking sounds while her husband is stuck to the fucking floor.”

“So you think you have an answer to your problem?” Sarah was trying to get her back on the subject at hand.

“That’s hot! Is he big and hard?” Sarah sees she’s not going to divert Carol once Carol gets headed in this direction. She may as well play along.

“Oh, very much so.” She pushes her mouth down to the bottom taking his cock down her throat. Greg groans.

“Was that Greg groaning I hear?”

Sarah pulls away from his cock and says, “yes,” and then plunges back down.

“Can you taste his cum?”

She pulls back again and says, “Yes.”

Carol pulls the slim crotch of her teddy aside and puts her index finger in her pussy and finds she’s very wet. “Sarah, I’m so hot. I’ve got my finger in my pussy, and I’m masturbating.”

“You go right ahead, sweetie.” She pulls up to suck the head and lave the hole on the end with her tongue. Shit, now her pussy’s on fire thinking of Carol on the other end of the phone playing with her cunt.

“I think I will.” Carol can’t stand it any more; she leans back against the door of her closet, slides down to the floor, unsnaps the teddy’s crotch, and spreads her legs. A motion on the far wall catches her eye, and she realizes she’s looking into her dressing mirror. She sees her self, sitting on the floor, lust in her eyes, legs spread, and vigorously fingering her pussy. She’s never seen her pussy like this. Hot, wet, and spread, it looks so . . . ready. She knows she needs a cock, and her fucking husband is lying face down in the bedroom useless as usual.

“Sarah, I’m in the closet. Sitting on the floor and I’m watching me finger fuck myself in the mirror.”

On hearing this Sarah pops Greg’s cock out of her mouth and rises up, straddling him, and slipping his cock into her very wet cunt.

“Carol, I just wish I was there to help you with that.”

“If you came over you could. You could lick it.”

“Carol, I know you’ve got a problem, but it is awfully late to come over.” Greg can’t believe his wife is fucking him while talking to their neighbor. He’s getting ready to cum and tries to tell this to Sarah by pumping up into her as hard as he can.”

“Sarah, I can’t hear you sucking his cock anymore.” Carol’s worked two fingers into her pussy, and is rubbing her clit with her hand as she fucks herself.”

“That’s because the business has moved to a new location.”

“Sarah, are you fucking him? Oh, shit.” She increases her activity on her cunt. She’s getting close. “Is he in your cunt or in your ass?”

“It’s in the front part of the store, and I think they’re going to deliver soon.”

“I’m going to cum soon, too. Come with me, Sarah.”

“Carol, you run and take care of that, and I’ll just hang on.” She drops the phone down right by her hips and starts to ride Greg furiously. She slaps her hips down hard on him driving his cock deep into her, and loudly says, “Greg, fuck my hot cunt baby. Fuck it. Your big cock fills my hot cunt and makes me cum so good. Hurry up and make me cum babe, before Carol gets back. Shove that fucking cock up my pussy and make me cum.” She knows she doesn’t have to worry about waking the kids with her dirty sex talk. They’ve both heard it from her close up.

“Come on, Greg, fuck me with that big cock. Cum in me. I want all the white cream that tastes so good.” Knowing that Carol is listening to her spurs her on to new levels of vulgarity.

Carol is starting to lose it. She’s all over her clit as she listens to Sarah fucking and screaming at Greg. She’s cumming.

Sarah is also cumming. Greg is pumping Sarah full of cum. Sarah is screaming, “Fill my fucking cunt you giant cock. Cream my fucking pussy. I am cumming on your cock honey. Cumming!” She slumps over onto Greg.

When things quiet down Sarah picks up the phone and says, “Are you back?”

“Not yet, I’ve never cum that hard. Give me a sec to recover.”

“She’s not back, Greg. It’s a good thing, too. I was pretty noisy and nasty near the end. You got me so hot. She might have heard us fucking and me cumming all over that nice big cock of yours. Now, we wouldn’t want that would we?

She lifts up off his cock, which flops down on his stomach and a large glop of cum falls on his balls. She looks down and says, “Greg look at how much cum you shot in me, and after me sucking a load out of you after work, and then you filling my cunt right after that. You’re my stud, baby.”

Carol after listening to Sarah’s narration of their fuck, says, “Sarah, stop you’re getting me going again. My pussy’s still throbbing. Listen I decided tonight I need more regular fucking. Paul did a number on my pussy last night, and I want it more often than I’ve been getting it.”

“Oh, Carol, you’re back. Just a sec.”

“Greg, honey, I need to talk a little longer to Carol, you go to sleep. I’m going down to the kitchen and finish talking there.” She takes the phone and leaves Greg to go to sleep.

She shuts the bedroom door and goes into the kitchen.

“Ok, Carol, I can talk. Now, what’s wrong with Bob, I was distracted earlier.”

“Oh, shit. I forgot about Bob.” She gets up and opens the door and sees Bob still prostrate on the floor.

“I gave Bob the ring, and now he’s on the floor asking for his Master to command him.”

“What master?”

“I think Paul, because he is the ring master to us.”

“Why don’t you ask him?”

Carol goes over and kneels down by Bob and asks, “Who is your master?”

“The one who wears the ring.”

“Sarah, he said, the one who wears the ring. “I think I need Paul here to pull him out of this.”

“OK, Carol, let me go up and get Paul. We can slip out of the house. We’ll meet you at your back door in five minutes.”

She hangs up and heads upstairs. She quietly lets herself into Paul’s room. He’s sleeping under a sheet and she can see he must be dreaming about something nice since his cock is hard and poking up. She kneels down by this head and gently shakes his shoulder.

“Wake up Paul.”

“What? Oh, mom.” He rolls toward her and puts his hand behind her head and pulls her to a kiss.

She shoves him down and the bed and hisses, “No.”

He looks at her stunned. “No?”

“Paul, you are breaking Rule 2. No funny business when your father is at home.”

“Oh, OK. Why did you wake me up?”

“Carol gave Bob the ring and now he’s lying on their bedroom floor asking for his Master to command him. We think it’s you he wants. We’ve got to get over there right now and get him out of this condition.”

“Alright mom, let me get some clothes on.” He gets out of bed his cock still hard. Sarah looks at him and wonders when he started sleeping naked.

Paul pulls his clothes on, and they silently slip out their back door and go over to the Mathews’ house.

Carol lets them in. She’s still wearing the teddy she had on earlier. Paul gives her an approving glance, and she shakes her tits at him and gives him a wink.

They go up the stairs and into the bedroom. “We need to be very quiet I don’t want to wake the kids.”

Paul goes over to Bob and sits on the floor by his head.

“Mr. Mathews, you were asking for me?”

“Yes, Master. I await your commands.”

“How about first you get up and sit on the bed.”

Bob gets up and rather mechanically sits down on the bed. Paul and the two women look at each other. Then Paul points to the closet and the two women go in followed by Paul who shuts the door.

Paul says, “What now?”

Sarah observes, “It looks to me that the rings affect men differently than women. He’s acting like a slave. Do you think he would do anything you ask Paul?”

“I don’t know about anything, but he got up for me and he’s still sitting there waiting for me to tell him something to do.”

Carol says, “Let’s see what the boundaries are. Let’s go out there and Paul can give him orders, and we can see if we find something he won’t do.”

They all agreed and then went back into the bedroom.

“Mr. Mathews, stand up.” Bob stands up and stares ahead.

“Raise your arms.” Up come the arms.

“Lower your arms.” Down they come.

“Take off your shirt.” He pulls the pajama top off over his head.

“You’re not in very good shape are you?” Paul asks looking at the flab on his body.

“No.”

“I think you need to do ten push ups for me.”

Bob drops to the floor and gets to eight. He begins to struggle and can’t do another one, but won’t give up trying.

“That’s ok, Mr. Mathews. Get up.”

Bob gets up sweating and panting.

“Not so good, Bob. How can you serve me when you are in such sad shape?”

“I can not, Master.”

“Bob, tomorrow I want you to signup with a health club” Paul sees the look of surprise on Carol’s face. She’s standing behind Bob, and he can see her expression of disbelief.

“Yes, Master.”

“Bob, I want you to fire your landscaping services and start doing your own chores around here. Stop working so much at the bank,” Carol smiles at Paul and nods. Paul rolls on.

“Pay more attention to your wife. Bob, You have been neglecting a beautiful intelligent woman who loves you greatly, haven’t you, Bob?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Well I am ordering you to fuck Mrs. Mathews at least once a day,” Carol’s eyes get very big and she starts nodding aggressively.

“And I want you to lick her pussy at least, three times a week.” Paul looks at Carol and raises an eyebrow in question. She shakes her head and holds up five fingers. “Bob, make that five times a week. And that means you lick her until she cums, because her pleasure is much more important than yours, isn’t it, Bob?”

“Yes, Master.” Carol starts dancing with herself behind Bob.

“Bob, you will take your wife dancing at least once a week. Do you like dancing, Bob?”

“No, Master.”

“Well, I say you love dancing. Don’t you, Bob?”

“Yes, Master, I love dancing.”

“Bob, sign you and Mrs. Mathews up for a dancing class.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You’re going to take Mrs. Mathews into the city tomorrow night, and after you go dancing you’ll check into a nice hotel and give your wife a bubble bath. You will bathe her and serve any need she expresses. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master”

Carol walks around and whispers in Paul’s ear.

“Bob?”

“Yes, Master.”

“After you finish bathing your wife and oiling her body, you will fuck her ass. Can you do that, Bob?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Have you ever fucked a woman in the ass, Bob?”

“No, Master.”

“Bob, it requires much gentle preparation. Follow Carol’s instructions, she will guide you.” Carol nods again at the last.

“Bob, Carol is free to give you commands. Commands from her you will treat as commands from me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Bob, you will treat me as you have always treated me. When others are around you will not call me Master. You won’t even remember that I am your Master. When I have instructions for you I will whisper in your ear, ‘Bob, I’m fucking your wife,’ and then you will remember I am your Master. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master”

“Now, Bob, I want you to get back in bed and go to sleep. You won’t wake up until morning and you will not remember us being here instructing you, but you will carry out all my instructions. Do you understand this?”

“Yes, Master”

“Now get in bed and go to sleep.”

“Yes, Master” Bob walks around the bed and climbs under the covers and instantly is asleep.

Paul looks at the ladies and asks, “How did I do?”

Sarah gives him a big hug and says, “You were magnificent.”

“Opps, I forgot something.” He walks around the bed to Bob’s head and whispers in his ear. Bob nods his head and resumes sleeping.

Sarah asks, “What was that all about?”

Paul looks at her and smiles, “Oh, just a little surprise.”

Carol looks at Bob sleeping in the bed and says, “Do you think he’ll really do it?”

Paul looked at her and said, “We won’t know for sure until tomorrow. Let’s go mom.”

“Wait, Paul. I think that for all your efforts on her behalf that Carol should give you a little reward. Carol, I think that sucking his cock and having him cum in your mouth would be a great way to thank him.”

Carol gets a startled look on her face and says, “Oh, my yes, where are my manners?” She kneels in front of Paul and opens his pants and pushes them to the floor and then strips down his underwear. This is so rapid that Paul is not even hard yet. He leans back against the dresser and looks at his mother, “Mom, come over her and stand next to me.” Sarah stands by Paul and also leans back on the dresser.

Carol pulls Paul’s cock into her mouth and moistens the head with her tongue. She can feel it growing in her mouth. She thinks, he has a magnificent cock. It grows to fill her mouth and she starts to slide her lips tightly along his long hard shaft.

She reaches over and caresses Sarah’s calf. She runs her hand up on down the smooth skin. She applies some pressure to the leg and Sarah spreads her legs. Her hand slides up Sarah’s thigh and reaches her pussy. She smiles around Paul’s cock as she realizes how wet Sarah is. She slips two fingers up Sarah’s pussy and begins to rub her thumb around Sarah’s clit.

Sarah moans at the entry of Carol’s fingers in her pussy. “Oh, yes, Carol, finger my pussy.” Paul looks over and sees the motion under his mother’s dress. He pets the back of Carol’s head and smiles down at her, “You are pleasing us both. You serve us well. You are very good a sucking cock. Will you suck Bob’s cock after he eats your pussy?”

She nods.

“Do you swallow Bob’s cum?”

She shakes her head.

“Have you ever swallowed after sucking a cock?”

She shakes her head.

“You will swallow my cum won’t you.”

Paul receives a vigorous nod.

“And you will swallow Bob’s cum next time won’t you?”

She nods her bobbing head and takes his balls into her hands where gently rubs them.

And when my mother cums you’re going to lick her cum off your fingers, aren’t you?”

She nods.

“Have you ever taken a cock in the ass?”

She shakes her head.

“Are you sure you want to? Should I tell Bob not to do it?”

She tries to nod and shake her head at the same time. Paul’s cock flexes at the novel motion. He thinks that conflict can lead to pleasure.

“So, which is it, do you want to take Bob’s cum in your ass?”

She nods.

“So I shouldn’t wake him up, and tell him not to do it?”

She firmly shakes her head.

“Remember, before you go out to put some lubricant in your purse.”

She nods.

He looks down at her and softly caresses her neck that is bulging from his cock going down her throat. “The next day, after your date, you will call me, and I will come over and fuck your ass. Would you like that?”

She nods enthusiastically.

“Good. Then I will. Mrs. Mathews, I’m about to cum. Remember, don’t lose a drop.”

All the conversation has Sarah in quite a state. Carol’s fingers had not stopped working on her pussy during all of Paul’s questioning. She hopes that when he goes over and fucks Carol in the ass he will let her go along and watch. Maybe even bring Connie and Stephanie and have a real fun day.

Sarah comes along with Paul. She watches his balls flex as they pump their juice into Carol’s rapidly swallowing mouth. Carol is surprised at the delicate flavor of Paul’s cum. She swallows and sucks harder on the end of his cock to get more out. Sarah moans loudly, “I’m cumming, cumming. Carol, finger that pussy, make me cum.” She collapses back on the top of the dresser. She lies against the wall, her legs still spread. She is panting recovering from her orgasm.

Sarah watches Carol put Paul’s cock back into his pants and pull up his underwear and shorts.

They walked downstairs to the back door. Before they left Sarah said, “Call me in the morning, and let me know how it goes.”

They step out into the night and walk home.

The phone rings in the kitchen at slightly past eight. Sarah has just sent her husband and children off to work and school.

She picks up the phone, “Hello.”

“Sarah, it’s Carol.”

“Good morning, what’s up?”

“Bob was what’s up so early.”

“Ooh, that sound’s interesting.”

“Sarah, he woke up half-an-hour early today. And guess how he woke me up?”

“Carol, tell me now.”

“By pushing a hard cock up against my ass and undoing the tie on the teddy and playing with my tits.”

“Now that sounds hot.”

“Oh, it was. I haven’t woken up to a hard cock rubbing my ass for a long time.”

“Is that all he did is rub your ass with his dick.”

“No. He rolled me on my back and slipped under the covers and ate my pussy.”

“That’s more than I got last night.”

“Well, that’s only because you had me sucking Paul’s cock. I would have eaten your pussy if you’d have asked.”

“Carol, get back to Bob.”

“He licked me until I came all over his face. He’s never licked me until I came. He’s always just taken a little swipe over my clit then he’s up and in.”

“Carol, you’ve got me playing with my pussy.”

“Go ahead and play. Maybe next time I’ll call you while he’s doing it. After he ate me to one orgasm, he ate me to another. I actually came twice from him licking me. It was so fantastic!”

“Tell me more, Carol, my cunt’s on fire listening to this.”

“Then he turned me over, pulled up my ass, and shoved his hard cock into me. He hasn’t fucked doggie me style in years.”

“Oh, yeah, I wish he was fucking me right now.”

“Well, he can’t Sarah, he’s already gone to work, or I might send him over, if Greg wouldn’t mind. He fucked me doggie until I wanted to start barking, and just before I came, do you know what he did?”

“No, Carol, I don’t know what he fucking did. Will you fucking tell me before I come all over my kitchen floor?”

“He said, ‘I need to do this to get you ready for tomorrow night.’”

“Well, what the fuck did he do?”

“Sarah, he pushed his thumb up my ass.”

“Oh, my god. Carol, I cumming. Oh, it’s so good. Oh, Carol, I just came so hard. My cunt’s just throbbing. So, he’s really going to ass fuck you tomorrow night?”

“Apparently so. All I know is that I came from that thumb up my ass. I’m dying to feel his cock deep in it.”

“You’ll love it. I don’t know how many time’s Greg’s had my ass.”

“I hope so.”

“Carol, I’ve got to mop up the floor.”

“Ok, but tell Paul that I’ll set aside some time on Sunday for him to come over while the guy’s are playing golf. Tell him I owe him my ass, and I want to pay up.”