I ASKED FOR IT (Peter’s Story) – Pt4

Previously – ‘I was nervous more now hearing the stilted conversation as Sarah fucked me, who was she speaking to, who was she referring to as Sir and Mistress...why was Sarah saying I was ready and that the door was unlocked. My questions were soon answered, as I heard the front door open....panic filled me. Who was coming into our home, obviously invited by Sarah, but I was naked and collared and being fucked by my wife....

And Now –
As I began to move, trying to get away from who had entered my home while I was in this position, collared & cuffed and being buggered by my wife. Sarah continued to exert her control over me and from the obvious joy in her tone of voice, Sarah was loving her control over me....as was I, though panicked by hearing someone coming to see me in this position. To make sure I did not move Sarah thrust her hips forward, burying the strap-on deep into me making me moan at the same time landing the riding-crop stingingly on my arse, adding another red mark of her new control/power, making my moan louder with the pain to Sarah’s further amusement.

“Stay where you are slave....did I tell you to move?” the riding-crop landed again with another stinging slap. “We are going to have some fun tonight...when I say we, I don’t mean you bitch, you are THE FUN...’we’ is me and your ‘new friends’, that’s them coming in to meet you.”
Sarah emphasising the words ‘we’ and ‘new friends’ with an obviously forceful pleasure as she thrust her hips, forcing the strap-on harder into my opened hole.

I remained kneeling, bent over the chair with Sarah continuing to fuck my arse, as I heard the door to the living-room open...my mind in complete panic, I could feel my heart beating as if it were about to burst out of my chest, yet still my cock remained throbbingly erect, despite or because of my panic about who was entering the room and what was going to happen to me. It was not Sarah that spoke first as the door opened.

“You enjoying yourself Sarah...opening your husband’s arse, just like he has wanted? From the videos he’s been watching.” A woman’s voice said while laughing.

“Well he is going to get more than your strap-on tonight isn’t he Sarah? But first Sarah, you can stop your enjoyment for now as you have not greeted as properly yet....” Said a male, as he spoke I felt Sarah’s strap-on slide from me, leaving my arse slightly gaping and open, for the two visitors to see.

“Yes of course Sir Stephen, Mistress Anna.” Sarah replied obediently, as I felt her move away from me.

‘Stephen and Anna?’ It couldn’t be, but their voices sounded familiar, it couldn’t be... Stephen was Sarah’s boss and I had met both Stephen and Anna at a few of Sarah’s work functions. I remembered Anna particularly as even though I assumed her to be about 10 years older than myself and Sarah was incredibly attractive, not slim but more a stunning voluptuously figured woman with gloriously full breasts, always held tightly in the dresses I had seen her in, that showed such a wonderfully deep cleavage. Stephen though his hair was mostly grey, obviously looked after himself, having what looked like a body a man half his age would enjoy having and standing over six foot tall.
I was soon to find out it was ‘Stephen and Anna’ that had walked in....my wife’s boss and his wife. Not only seeing me in my current position, which was deeply embarrassing for me, and would be for any husband but also they were instructing my wife, who was following their instructions without question and addressing them as ‘Sir & Mistress’ just as Sarah had made me address her as Mistress to signify my willingness to become her slave...was my wife their slave, sexual plaything...what did this make me? A slave/toy for all three, with my position at the what was now appearing to be a hierarchy of sexual dominace.

“Now Sarah....we don’t want Peter to miss seeing how you greet us do you? And it will benefit your bitch-husband to see how he will also be greeting us from now on.” The female voice, (Anna?) instructed my wife.

“Think Peter would be better on his knees, so he can watch how you greet us properly and see what a filthy slut you are for us Sarah.” The male continued (Stephen?) “You may as well accept your position Peter, we all know your porn passion and desires...and due to the **********era that your wife placed in here, we have also enjoyed watching your little pervy wanking sessions....I’m sure you wouldn’t want all your friends, family or work colleagues to see them would you Peter?....we particularly liked the one were you worn Sarah’s panties and wanked for a guy in a chatroom..” All three laughed at this comment.

I remained motionless, eyes shut in disbelief....this could not be happening, had Sarah really set up a **********era? She must have as me wanking in Sarah’s knickers while in a chatroom had happened only last week. Despite my shame, embarrassment, fear I still remained fully erect. I felt Sarah unfastening the clips securing my wrist-cuffs to my collar, then my arms were brought behind my back and my wrists fastened together, the click of the clasp sounding so much louder to me than it actually could have been, due to my now restrained and deeply submissive position. I was pulled to a kneeling position by Sarah’s hands on my shoulders and then encouraged to shuffle on my knees until I was knelt in middle of the room and in front of our ‘Sarah’s guests’ my eyes still shut and my head bowed...still not believing what was happening, and if I did not open my eyes and see what was happening it was still a dream. But it was no dream or fantasy. My hair was grabbed and my head pulled back...

“Open your fucking eyes bitch....don’t dare disappointment my guests or I’ll be letting everyone know your pervy wanking habits myself....sure the videos of you playing with yourself to all that perverted pornography you like will help in a divorce court. Now do as your told.” Sarah finished her words with her hand gripping and twisting my nipple, bringing a moan of pain, and despite myself a moan of deliciously painful pleasure.

I could hear Stephen & Anna’s amusement at my abuse, amused smiling moans of approval. Then I opened my eyes to accept my reality.....

Stephen and Anna stood before me, as I was knelt with my wife presenting her husband to them. My eyes moved from the floor upward to see Stephen and Anna as they stood glorious in their dominance over me, and obviously my wife who had enjoyed her dominant role over me, before their arrival.
Stephen stood in front of me in thick/heavy leather boots, leather trousers with the crouch absent (more ‘chaps’ than trousers) that allowed me to see his thick, large erection...which looked so beautiful...and a leather chest harness. Stephen looked like a clichéd Dom leather gay man, though his wife was stood next to him and slowly stroking his thick hard cock. Stephen was obviously no stranger to the gym as his body was muscular, though not excessively but also toned, a body any man half his age would very happy to have, and his large thick cock being stroked by Anna appeared as large and toned as his body, with a little precum beginning to seep from the end of the thick head of his cock.
Anna stood next to her aroused husband in high-heeled leather thigh boots, the tops of which hugged tightly to her shapely thighs, above the tops of black lacy stockings were held by suspenders from the tight leather bodice that clung like a second skin to Anna’s beautiful curvaceous figure, though more beautiful was that the bodice had no cups and Anna’s wonderful full breasts were displayed, with Anna’s pierced and erect nipples, showing her arousal as Stephen’s cock was. More enticing and drawing my eyes’ attention was like Stephen no underwear was deemed necessary, and with Anna standing with her legs slightly apart I could just make out the top of Anna’s shaven thick lipped pussy, and the glint of wetness...I wanted to bury my head between her legs and taste the delicious sweet/bitterness of Anna’s moist pussy, but my eyes and desire was also drawn to Stephen’s thick cock and wanting to use my tongue to taste the precum beginning to emerge then fill it’s thickness fill my mouth.

“Well it looks like your husband doesn’t know which us to greet first, Sarah. Would you like to suck my husband’s cock slave...I bet you do...we’ve all seen the videos of you playing with yourself to all those hard cocks...” Anna stared at me smiling while still slowly stroking Stephen’s thick manhood.

“Let’s not have our new toy have too much fun straight away babe...we don’t want to spoil him, and he has to learn to greet us properly first. Sarah...you have had your dressing up fun now it is time to present yourself and greet us properly...so your husband can learn how to be a good slave, just like his wife.”

I remained on my knees and watched Stephen and Anna smile as I heard the movement behind me, I assumed Sarah undressing from the glorious outfit that had begun my journey. Now I was knelt before two others, naked and cuffed as my wife stripped, following her instruction.

Within what seemed like seconds or hours Sarah walked passed me kneeling and stood in front of Stephen and Anna, temporarily blocking my view, though I saw clear that Sarah held out her palms and passed the riding-crop she had used on me to Anna. Anna took the riding-crop and immediately slapped it against Sarah’s breast...I heard the riding-crop land, but Sarah made no noise, though I could see her body slightly jerk and shiver.

“Why did I do that slut?”

“I do not know, Mistress.”

“Who is supposed to being trained in greeting us?”

“Peter. Mistress.”

“That’s right slut...” the riding-crop landing audibly on Sarah’s other breast, and again Sarah made no noise. “...so get out of the way. You can greet your Master first, I’m sure your husband will enjoy watching and learning from you, on how he will now greet ‘his’ Master.”

Sarah now naked like me knelt in at the side of Stephen, so that I could see every detail. The first thing Stephen done was pass Sarah a leather collar, which Sarah put on with ease, obviously from much practice. Then placing her hands behind her back moved her head forward, but stopping before her lips touch Stephen’s leaking cock. Stephen’s cock was his to give not for Sarah to take. Stephen took Sarah’s hair in one hand, his cock in the other and pulled Sarah slightly closer, as Sarah immediately pushed out her tongue and began licking the leaking head of her Master’s cock, this action lasted only moments before Stephen forced Sarah’s head harder onto his cock, and began fucking her mouth all the time Sarah remained clasping her hands behind her back.
Anna looked on smiling, with one hand leisurely stroking her glistening wet pussy, which I so desperately want to taste...pleasure.

“Ok, Stephen don’t get too carried away with our slut...though she does like a good throat-fucking like a slave should. But we have her husband yet to greet you, and we both know you love abusing....sorry teaching [laughing] eager new sluts. Besides I do enjoy our slut’s greeting as well...so pass her over dear.”

Though Sara was obviously completely submissive to both Stephen and Anna...well her she was after preparing and offering her husband for their use and pleasure, knelt naked and collared sucking, rather being face-fucked by Stephen. But it was now appearing to me that Anna was the one in complete control, as she was the one suggesting/instructing her husband, in addition to Sarah and myself.
Stephen duly released Sarah from her gagging face-fucking, and Sarah immediately made her way to Anna on her knees, her hands never moving from behind her back...also heeding her earlier advice and presented herself at the side of Anna so as not to restrict my view. I remained motionless collared and bound with my hard cock leaking pre-cum despite the humiliating and degrading positions Sarah and I were now in.

“Good girl...you know what to do...make it good so your husband can see what a good slave you are.” Anna placed her hand on Sarah’s head and pulled it to her wet pussy and Sarah began pleasuring her Mistress. I could hear Sarah’s tongue as it lapped at Anna’s pussy, and Sarah was obviously doing a good job from Anna’s moans. “That’s it slut lick my cunt...if you are good enough you will get your reward...you want your reward don’t you slut?” Anna emphasised her question with the riding-crop as it landed forcefully on Sarah’s arse, causing Sarah to jerk but Anna held her head firmly against her pussy. Sarah could only manage a muffled moan, “I will take that as a yes slut.” Anna nodded to Stephen who was slowly wanking, Stephen stepped to the side of me.

“Turn sideways bitch!”

I immediately complied, and felt my hair grabbed as Stephen forced his cock into my mouth and began to face-fuck me as he had my wife only moments earlier. Stephen was much rougher than Sarah had been when I was made to suck her strap-on earlier, though Stephen’s thick warm flesh felt more natural and arousing for me, and I was loving the feel and taste of Stephen’s cock...even though Stephen’s rough face-fucking was causing me to gag, just as my wife had moments earlier. I tried to look across at Sarah, just visible hence Stephen having me turn sideways. Sarah was still pleasuring Anna, her Mistress though I could no longer hear her tongue working at Anna’s pussy through my sucking and gagging.

Then Anna, brought a pause to the action....

“Stephen babe try not to fill your new toy’s mouth just yet...our slut Sarah wants her reward. And Peter should begin to learn what a dirty slut his precious wife is for us...all of us.” Anna and Stephen found the last part of the comment amusing, as Stephen gave another thrust with his thick cock and held my head as I choked on his cock, to his further amusement.

“Ok, cunt time for you to enjoy starting learning what a dirty slave-slut your wife really is for Anna and me...and of course many others.” Stephen withdrew his cock from my gagging throat, as he and Anna again were amused by Stephen’s comment of ‘many others’, obviously added to add to my humiliation. “It’s time for your wife’s reward for pleasing her Mistress...watch closely cunt, as this is now going to be your reward for properly pleasing your Mistress.”

Stephen held my hair so I faced Sarah and Anna (her Mistress) while wanking and rubbing his saliva wet and precum leaking cock against the side of my face. Sarah was knelt as low as possible, leaning back between her Mistress’s legs as Anna looked smiling at me, knelt and held by her husband. Anna used her hands to open her shaven pussy and released a stream of fresh hot piss into my wife’s open mouth.....

To be continued.....feel free to comment and give feedback, all welcome good or bad, open to suggestions though have so much more not included yet.