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Greetings. i am following these posts with great interest, Mistress Cameo.
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Mistress C are you in Dallas?

mickey,

Used to live and work in Dallas and still visit on occasion.

Mistress C

The first year was hectic to say the least. I got married. Moved to a new city and into a new home. Converted my newest husband into my first slave. Began training another male slut to be my second slave. Remodeled the master bedroom into a dungeon. Started my Dominatrix business. Attended S&M munches and play parties. Joined a swinger�s organization even though I didn�t swing, well swap. I did enjoy the girls. Anyway, making new slutty friends, trips to Cancun and so many other things going on. Busy! Busy! Busy!

I was not that surprised what happened that day and night. I knew I could find at least one thick black cock to suck and fuck. After all I am a green eyed, blond haired vixen.

But what happened was so totally awesome and unexpected that it blew me away. Honestly I didn't know cuckolding my slave husband could be so much fun. It changed our relationship, that's for sure, but for the better.

Now for part one of My First Big Black Cock

Aaaww! Too hot for this whiteboi! Your posts should have a health warning, Mistress!! What a fantastic happening - Derrick is one lucky dude! Still, sounds like he is enough of a Real Man to deserve it.

My First Black Cock - Part 3

My ankles were now pinned next to my shoulders. I looked down at his black beast, his glans just inside my begging cunt. It looked almost cartoonish. A huge black bat, stretching my fuck hole to it�s new incredible limit.

�Motherfucker!� I screamed. �You big dick black buck! Fuck your black cock slut! Come on, fuck me boy!�

Those words incensed Derrick. He began to fuck me furiously. Pile driving me into the mattress, as fast and as hard a possible. I reached out to Gerald with my hand, he held it tightly with both of his hands. I looked over at him, his face was buried in my palm unable to witness what had become of his Mistress and wife. A black cock craving whore.

�Hold his balls boy!� Knowing Derrick was about to cum.

My eyes rolled back in my head and my body convulsed as I felt Derrick�s body stiffen, wads of hot black cum shooting deep inside my well fucked cunt. Derrick grunted like an natural, his body jerking, cock buried deep as the honey thick cum filled my pussy to overflowing.

I wanted to see, to taste and to marvel at Derrick�s cum that I knew filled my pussy. I prayed that it be bright white and thick. Huge gooey beaded strands of cum that I would allow to fall onto Gerald�s tongue.

�I�m not done yet bitch!� Derrick slamming into me causing cum to splatter against the inside of my thighs.

�Oh God!� I screamed at the top of my lungs as his cock penetrated deeper than ever.

I was paralyzed and in no position to resist nor did I want too. My stiletto clad feet were over my head, his hands powering my thighs apart as one arm flailed and the other was held by Gerald.

�Black cock whore?� Mocking me. �You will be a black cock whore when I am finished.� Slamming harder into me than ever before.

I don�t remember much after that but I want too. I need to remember what happened. Because whatever took place changed me forever. No longer would I be the cock teasing cuckold wife and Mistress. I was going to dedicate my life to a hedonistic doctrine. That pleasure was the sole purpose of my life and the ultimate goal for me and all around me.

I woke pinned against the head board in a ball of fucked flesh. My sweet tight pussy that I had so much pride in was gaping, sore and leaking cum as I clutched it. Derrick was on his back, cock still hard, resting against his stomach as a bead of pearlescent cum formed and then fell on his black skin.

Derrick didn�t have to ask. I knew what I must do. Slowly I moved to his side and slid down his sweat soaked body and began tracing my fingers down his cum covered cock. My tongue flicked out to retrieve the white drop of cum on his stomach. It was so good, so sweet on my tongue.

�Feed your husband whore.� Derrick�s words echoing in my ears.

�No, I want to hold your cum in me. It�s mine.� Cherishing his semen.

�I said feed him!� Pulling my wedding veil off and tying it around my neck like a bib.

Slowly I opened my thighs to allow Gerald to feed on my most prized possession. Derrick�s hands guided my mouth over his swollen and leaking glans. I nursed on his thick cock, not knowing what else to do as I fingered my fuck hole with my ring finger allowing Gerald to suck it clean.

�All of it. Feed him all of it!� Derrick pushing my mouth further down on his cock.

Everything felt so odd and eerie yet perfectly normal. I pulled Gerald�s mouth down to my pussy and squeezed my sore stretched fuck hole muscles. It seemed like it too forever for the first honey thick glob of white cum to ooze out of my fucked cunt onto his tongue.

I watched, my cheeks puffed out with Derrick�s cock, as Gerald happily got his meal. So much cum oozed out and it took so long because I was so sore. I never understood Gerald�s cum eating. He said it humiliated him yet he smiled as he fed at my black cum filled hole.

�You missed some slut!� Pulling my mouth of Derrick�s cock and running my finger under Gerald�s chin. �Lick!� Holding my finger out.

Gerald seemed perfectly content licking up the leaking cum. I was too sore to squeeze anymore and decided to just let it ooze out on it�s own. I turned and smiled at Derrick and returned my attention to his thick meaty cock.

�Got any more cum?� Licking my lips.

�You�ll see baby.� He grinned.

I�m not the deep throating cock sucker Gerald is but I do have talents in that area. If you have ever watched a porn star at work or pleasure, that would be my technique. With twisting hands and mouth, lots of slobber and a few gag reflexes I went to work on my chocolate bar.

Remnants of his and my cum still lingered on his cock which added flavor to what I was doing. I twisted my mouth in one direction and my hands in another while moving both up and down his thick black shaft. Drool began to flow from the corners for my mouth and down the shaft of his cock.

�Wait a minute!� Derrick said. �No hands!� He demanded.

Of course that burst my bubble. Now how was I going to suck the cum from my black buck�s cock. I thought for a minute and then decided what to do.

�Spread you legs big boy.� I smiled pushing Gerald from my pussy.

I crossed my legs and sat down between his massive thighs.

�Up here.� Patting my lap. �Put that beautiful bubble butt right here.�

Now not only did I have full access to his cock but his fat balls too. Which I tended too first. Men, black or white loved to watch as a woman lavishes their cock and balls. Derrick was no different.

His thick fingers simply traced my cheek as I sucked and played with his ebony balls. Of course I sucked, licked and caressed them with my cheeks. They were huge and I loved doing it for him. I looked up into his big brown eyes as I slobbered and sucked the skin of his scrotum between my lips hoping to get at least one ball into my mouth.

�Oh baby!� He moaned. �Suck the other one in your mouth.� As he began to stroke his thick black pole.

�You like?� Sucking and kissing his balls.

�Oh yeah. I like.� Lifting his hips higher.

�Are they filling with cum for me to eat?� Flicking my tongue over his scrotum.

�Oh yeah, all the cum you want.� Bouncing his cock off my face.

�Do that again please.� Looking up at him.

�Do what?�

�Slap me in the face with your cock. I liked that.�

And I did too. It made my pussy start to tingle again.

�Ok.� He laughed.

I don�t think I ever have been slapped in the face by a cock before. Especially one this huge. A definitely not black. This was a new feeling for me and I loved it when he started swinging his cock harder against my face.

�Harder!� Urging him on.

I knew my cheeks had to be flushing red from the cock whipping I was getting from Derrick. Then we began to make a game of it. When he swung his cock at my face I would try and capture it with my mouth. I would succeed, he would pull free and dick slap me again. My poor sore pussy was beginning to gush again while we played. I was having fun and this little game would become regular for years to come with me other men. One of my secret fetishes.

On the final capture of his cock, playtime was over I could see in his eyes. Now I was to become the cum eating black cock whore he wanted me to be. I shook my blond tresses over his glistening black flat stomach, prepared my wedding veil bib and began in earnest sucking his throbbing glans into my mouth.

�Oh fuck slut!� Stroking his massively thick cock slowly. �Eat it.� Holding my head still with my red lips wrapped tightly around the base of his cock head.

No way was I caught off guard. The first hot thick load hit the entrance of my throat and went directly to my tummy. The second load coated my mouth and tongue and allowed me to savor for an instant but he third load added to what was in my mouth was more than I could handle. I tried to swallow fast, still white honey thick cum dribred out of the corners of my mouth, down his shaft and onto his balls.

�I�m sorry.� Freeing my mouth from his cock after I had swallowed all that was in my mouth. �Oh! Excuse me!� After I burped.

�You are a fucking slut!� Derrick grinned.

�You noticed!� Grinning from ear to ear as cum dribred down my chin.

My bib came in handy after I cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue. Waste not want not is my motto and I do enjoy eating cum from time to time but not all the time. I wiped my face and chin and tossed my wedding veil bib to Gerald.

�Don�t say I never gave you anything.� Laughing. �Put that in your box of memories.�

Derrick began getting dressed when I noticed his back and the back of his thighs.

�Did I do that?� Seeing all the deep scratches on his back and thighs.

�You sure did.� Derrick gingerly pulling up his trousers over his scratched thighs.

�Look at the bed Mistress.� Gerald said pointing.

�Oh my gosh!� Seeing the red stained sheets. �I�m so sorry. Here let�s go to the bathroom and I�ll wash your back off.�

�It�s ok Mistress.�

�No let me clean you first.� Taking Derrick�s hand.

I felt terrible. I didn�t remember doing that to him. Yes, I have my nails down his back but not that hard. These were more than passion scratches.

�That does feel good Mistress.� Derrick standing with his back to me as I patted his broad shoulders down with a wet cold cloth.

�You�re still reding.� Showing him the cloth.

Someone help me but I couldn�t help myself. I leaned forward and licked up some of the red still forming in one of the deepest scratches. It tasted so wonderful.

�Look I got to go. I�ll be ok.� Putting on his shirt.

�Fine!� Sounding disappointed.

Good byes are hard and Derrick and I lingered at the front door for the longest time kissing and fondling each other. Something in the back of my mind told me that this would be the last time I saw him. I knew he was married and it really didn�t matter. He and I both got what we wanted and now it was time to take my cuckold slave husband to new heights of offense.

�Wow Mistress!� Gerald exclaimed as I walked back into the dungeon.

�Wow what boy?� Already missing my black buck.

�You Mistress! You went crazy!�

�How so?� Kicking off my heels and letting my negligee fall to the floor.

�He was fucking you and you came, your eyes rolled back into your head and you went fucking crazy. Clawing and scratching, you wouldn�t let go of him. The harder he fucked you the more you scratched and clawed. Your whole body was shaking.� Gerald explained.

�Oh God!� Sitting on the bed. �I made an ass of myself.�

�No, he loved it. He kept cumming too. Hell, Mistress cum was splattering out of you every time he drove his cock in. Damnest thing I ever saw.�

�Yes, like you have seen it before.� Listening to Gerald.

�You know what I mean.�

�Yes.� Wanting to move on. �Ready to fuck me now?�

�Oh yeah! My cock has been hard all night.�

�So I noticed. The black stud fucking your bride.�

I laid in the big wet spot the bed just for effect and spread my legs. I knew this wouldn�t take much time and it didn�t. Gerald climbed on and penetrated immediately.

�Loose and juicy?� Smiling.

�Oh fuck!� Gerald cumming. �Yes Mistress.� Groaning as his cum drained out of my gaping fuck hole. �Are you going to fuck him again?�

�That�s my choice isn�t it?�

�Yes Mistress.� Rolling off of me.

�Don�t lay there! His red is on the sheets.� Pushing Gerald off the bed. �That is where I am going to relax tonight.� Replacing Gerald.

�You�re fucking weird Mistress.� Shaking his head.

Perhaps I was. None the less I was satisfied and new horizons loomed ahead for Gerald and I. Derrick was my first black fuck but would not be the last. I felt satisfied being fucked and used by a real man, a black man with a massively thick cock and Gerald was happy, having his first real taste of man cum. All was well as I lay on the red stained sheets. Tomorrow was another day and I was looking forward to it.

WOW! unbelievable. I think I'm drained for weeks now.

Thank you mickey

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Mistress C
What an absolutely amazing read, thank you so much Mistress C.

Mistress C: I think you should be writing novels with all the talent you have.

Gerald, I can�t fuck a doctor in a hospital gown on an examination table with my legs in stirrups. It doesn�t turn me on. I know that is Bruce�s fantasy but I can�t handle it.�

�Yeah, that�s pretty weird. So what are you going to do? He doesn�t like the black cock you like and he is getting a little tired for eating my cum out of your pussy. You�re going to have to do something for him because you cuckolded me with Derrick.�

�Don�t you know of anything else he would like? You two hang together all the time.�

�How about a gangbang?� Gerald suggested.

�You would like that wouldn�t you?� Shaking my head is disapproval. �Three is enough at one time and I am not pulling any trains for you or Bruce.�

�Uh�how about fucking a doctor in a hotel. He has mentioned that to me. He could use that baby monitor he bought and listen from the next room.�

�That would work but I don�t know any doctors.�

�He does, lots of them. He could find one for you.�

�That would work better than an examination room. I�ll talk to him about it.�

Even that suggestion didn�t really interest me. I don�t like my boys picking out my lovers for me. I choose the cock, when and where too for that matter. If I let them find cocks for me to fuck, men would be lined up at my front door. Not my boys. Besides fucking someone of their choosing gave me the willies and wasn�t right for a dominatrix in my position.

Bruce did love offense and cock and ball ***. That is what brought him to my dungeon in the first place. He came by so often that I began to really like him and his oddball ways. He was handsome, funny, honest, sincere and the best cum slut I have ever known.

He felt so inferior to doctors because he was a dentist. He felt inferior to Gerald because he was a premature ejaculator. He had a beautiful cock, around seven inches long and low hanging balls always full of cum for me.

Bruce did have one physical trait that most men would die for, his cum and he was proud of it too. Gobs and gobs of creamy white semen. Do you think you could fill a double shot glass with your ejaculation from one orgasm? I think not. Bruce could and did so easily. He told me of a study he was a part of in college. Five hundred young men, jacking off once a day for five days to measure the amount and potency of their semen. Bruce was in the top two percentile. That is how much cum that boy had stored in his balls for me.
Not quite my permanent slave, still in training, I decided that continuing cuckolding him with Gerald would be best for now. After Bruce had his formal collaring and moved into my home would I give him his cuckold fantasy. But until that happened I would have to find something that would make him feel special too.

�What if I gave Bruce an assignment?� I asked Gerald the next day.

�Assignment! What kind of assignment?� Gerald looking puzzled.

�A cum assignment. Collect his cum for me in a jar and I�ll use it on him when he comes over and spends Saturday night with us.�

�You not going to make me eat it are you Mistress? �Gerald looking concerned for his own well being. �Out of your pussy or Bruce�s cock is one thing, but out of a jar�..not for this boy. No way.�

�Not you silly, Bruce. I could paint his face with his cum or spoon feed it to him while you watched. That would humiliate him so terribly.�

�You know what would be really cool? Figure out a way to get it all in your ass and let him have it all back. I could video tape the whole thing. He would love that! I know he would and he could watch the tape over and over.� Gerald suggested enthusiastically.

�You really think so?�

�I know so Mistress. That would make his year.� Gerald grinned.

Filling my ass with Bruce�s cum was not going to be a problem. I have a special little toys for such fun. Flexible enema widgets that would work perfectly.

That evening, the more I thought about Bruce�s cum assignment the more excited I got. I went to the grocery store and bought and eight ounce jar of baby food. Emptied it all out, removed the label and put on a new one. �Mistress�s Cum, perfect I thought.

�Mistress! Bruce is here!� Gerald said seeing Bruce pull in the driveway in his Hummer.

Yes, he owned a Hummer. Inferior slut compensating for his dysfunctional beliefs.

�Evening Mistress.� Bruce getting down on his knees. �You look lovely this evening.�

�Thank you boy. Dungeon, now!� Smiling at him.

�Yes Mistress, as you wish.� Getting off his knees. �Mistress, may I be allowed to massage your feet while we chat?� Following me into the dungeon.

�Yes you may boy.� Kicking off my heels. �I know of someone else around here that needs to be as attentive as you.�

�Talking about me Mistress?� Gerald popping his head into the door.

�Go back to fixing dinner. Bruce and I are going to talk.� I ordered.

�Dinner? What dinner? We sluts are going to a ball game. I thought I told you that Mistress.�

�You did, I forgot.�

�Gerald, if Mistress requests dinner then you should prepare it for her.� Ben said.

�Shit!� Gerald exclaimed as he looked at Bruce evilly. �What do you want Mistress?� Sighing pathetically.

�No, I will fix something later. This will not take long and you two did have plans.�

�Thanks Mistress.� Gerald grinning and leaving.

�Mistress, I will get something for you to eat.� Bruce smiled as he squatted on the floor.

�No! I can take care of myself. I have an assignment for you.�

�An assignment. Yes Mistress.� Bruce�s fingers massaging my toes.

Bruce was always without questions. His burning desire in life was to please me in anyway possible. Well educated, polite, generous, humorous and well spoken. His words and tone always soothed me. Unlike Gerald, the ex-marine and jock, Bruce always listened.

�Yes, a cum assignment. From now till Saturday night and our usual playtime, I want you to masturbate for me into this jar.� Showing him the jar with my name on it. �Here is a spoon for you to carry with you at all times. It will remind you of your assignment. Bring the jar with you and I will give you a big surprise. One that you will enjoy.� Explaining to Bruce.

�I am allowed to masturbate freely Mistress?� His eyes big and sparkling.

�Yes, think of me when you do.�

�I always think of you Mistress. I love you, as you are most beautiful and precious to me.� Speaking quietly.

Bruce�s words always made me tingle. He was sincere with his words. Soon he would be joining Gerald and I and then we would be three.

�Let�s begin now.� Taking the jar in my hand and removing the lid. �Take out my cock boy.�

�Yes Mistress, as you wish.� Bruce standing before me.

His cock was hard and leaking as usual. Bruce stayed hard for me and after one or two orgasms during our playtime. He wasn�t the premature ejaculator he thought he was. Thanks to me.

�Mmmm, my cock is hard and ready boy. What have you been thinking about?� Trailing my nail down his throbbing shaft and around his swollen glans.

�Always you Mistress. My assignment. Our playtimes together.� Standing stiff and still.

�Yes, our playtimes. You enjoy those don�t you? That is when you are allowed to fuck me after serving me. What do you enjoy best my sweet boy? Fucking my pussy or cumming in my mouth?� Seducing him into cumming into the jar.

�You pussy Mistress. I love cumming in Mistress�s pussy as Gerald watches and then cleans up. He is your husband and cuckold slave and deserves such offense.�

�Yes he does and you are proud to do that to him because you love him too.� Gently playing with his balls.

�Yes Mistress, indeed I do and I enjoy watching him fuck you, using all your holes, pleasing you and cleaning up after him.�

�As you should as my boy. Would you be too terribly disappointed if I only cuckolded you with Gerald for the time being? I know of your doctor fantasy but now is not the right time for me to allow you that offense.�

�Indeed so Mistress. Whatever you wish. I already feel like the luckiest male in the world because of you and Gerald also. He knows that I love you and allows me to be with you when you wish. I think he loves you deeply for allowing such.� Bruce explained.

�I know he loves me too. We went thru a lot to get where we are today and soon you will join us.� Returning my attention to his hard cock.
�Thank you for your consideration Mistress.�

�Now! My jar! Shall we begin!� Taking his hard cock in my mouth.

One long suck was all it took. Without warning I took his cock fully in my mouth and wrapped my red painted lips tightly and ever so slowly and sucking so hard I pulled my mouth free of his cock.

�Arrrrrgh!� Bruce moaned as I pointed his cock towards the floor with his glans in the jar.

�Cum for me boy! Cum for your Mistress.� Milking his cock.

My oh my! I was always astounded when Bruce came. The cum surely did fly but this time in the jar. Glob after gooey chunky white glob spewed into my precious cum jar.

�Are you two done yet? We have a baseball game to go too.� Gerald yelled outside the dungeon.

�Get in here now!� Yelling at Gerald. �I�m sorry Bruce. Gerald can be such a butt sometimes.�

�Quite alright Mistress.� Pushing his cock back into his pants. �I have been looking forward to the game too.�

�What Mistress?� Gerald coming into the dungeon.

�Hold this.� Handing out the jar.

�I ain�t holding that. It�s nasty. Has his cum in it.� Gerald pulling his hand away.

�Yes Mistress, Gerald does prefer takeing from the tap. A jar is not his style.� Bruce snickered.

�Fuck you Bruce!� Gerald replied. �I never see you spitting my cum out.�

�Cum should never be wasted Gerald. Mistress�s instructions.�

�Quiet both of you.� Giving each the evil eye. �Hold it or I will make you eat it slut!� Giving him the jar. �I want to give my boy a goodbye kiss.�

Bruce�s and my kiss, although short was passionate and lustful as our tongues tangled and arms caressed. I loved kissing him in front of my husband.

�You two would gag a maggot.� Gerald shaking his head in disgust. �Ow!� Reaching out and pinching his ear. �Let go!�

�Perhaps Mistress would should humiliate Gerald by ordering him to suck me off after the game. Only he should swallow my cum instead of adding to the jar.� Bruce suggested.

�Great idea! Gerald do it!�

�Hell, he just wants a fucking blow job.� Jerking his ear away.

�I know and he will give you one too before coming back home. Right boys?�

�Yes Mistress.� In unimister with their faces flushing with red.

My boys. My precious fuck toys. Together they satisfied me sexually. Their cocks in my mouth, ass and pussy whenever I wanted. Their lips, tongues fingers exploring my erogenous zones. They were like worker bees taking care of their queen�s horny needs. But I swear, they really got on my fucking nerves at times.

I knew they would do as I had demanded. They would never admit it but they did enjoy sucking each other�s cocks in front of me or alone with my orders. I knew that they had never done it alone without my permission. But one day they would and I would say nothing about it because that is what I wanted for me and them.

�Did you and Bruce following my instructions?� Greeting Gerald as he came through the front door.

�Yes Mistress. Why would you think we wouldn�t?�

�Just making sure. I want my cum eaters to be happy.� Teasing Gerald.

�Speaking of cum. Bruce is storing his at his office. He shares a lab with some other doctors. He says he knows how freeze it so that it will be viable when he brings it Saturday night.�

�He would.� Knowing Bruce as I did.

I should have known that Bruce would make this as humiliating for himself as possible and he would tell the girls at the office too. I had been to his office a few times to play with him. He had three girls working for him and all three of them were hot sluts and confirmed swingers. He never fucked and felt inferior to them. They knew most of his perversions but loved working for him in an open sexual work place atmosphere.

Finally, Saturday arrived. As usual we gathered at home for a night out and then playtime later. I enjoyed having them around me in the afternoon, their swinging cocks in view and preparing me and themselves for an evening of sex and offense. Our growing ritual always started with the boys showering together and shaving their bodies free of hair. Then it was all about my preparation.

�Did you bring my cum.� Greeting Bruce as he walked into the dungeon.

�Yes Mistress. I have your semen in here.� Showing me a container with a biohazard label on it.

�It�s his lunch Mistress.� Gerald quipped.

�It is frozen and should thaw in time for your use.� Opening the mini ice chest and presenting me with a full jar of semen.

�I hope so. Frozen cum will never do.�

�Man, that is some nasty looking cuckolds brownie.� Gerald observed. �Eight ounces of cum, yech!�

�Delicious I think! Great taste and less filling.� Bruce smiled. �Here is your cum spoon Mistress.�

�You a nut!� Gerald laughed.

�No. Carry it with you tonight. A nice reminder about what we are going to do later.�

The swinger�s club always got me and my boys in the mood for fun. I always dressed like a slut on the hunt for cock when we went to the club. Flirting and teasing with men and women as my sluts watched. Always by the time we left the boys would be bouncing off the walls. In full cuckold mode.

�I want you two to strip and kneel in the living room. I will be out in a few minutes after I freshen up and change.� Looking at my two drooling boys.

I can be one nasty sadistic bitch at times as I thought about all the mean things I could do with my jar of cum to those two sluts. Give them each a straw and sip from the jar like lovers sharing a float. Or have them eat it out of each other�s ass. But this was for Bruce and he needed his own special offense.

�Lick boys.� Sitting down on the sofa in my short white silk robe and black platform stilettos. �My toes need your attention.�

�Man, you look like a porn star Mistress.� Gerald complimented licking between my toes.

�Mistress is much more beautiful and stunning than any porn star. Her beauty and grace always leaves me breathless.� Bruce complimented as his licked my ankles.

�Why can�t you say something like that Gerald? Instead of saying l look like a porn star.�

�Yes Gerald, that was rather derogatory for you.� Bruce chimed in as his tongue curled around my toes.

�Man, I can�t win for losing.� Gerald sighed. �Just because I don�t talk like a fucking geek.�

�You could learn Gerald. I could teach you.� Bruce grinned.

�Fuck you Bruce!� Gerald exclaimed.

�If Mistress allows it, I will fuck you.� Bruce replied.

�Boy�s!� Reaching down a grabbing them by their hair. �Shut up! There will be no bickering tonight! Now lick and be quiet.�

Now I was giving serious thought to humiliating both of them with my jar of cum. Oh, the things I could do to those poor sluts.

�Up boys! Let me play with my cocks.� Changing my mind. �Now we are going to the dungeon to play for a bit. After which I want both of you to make love to me. I�m so horny and I want you two to fuck me at the same time. Bruce I want you to cum before fucking me. I know how you are so you will last longer that way. Gerald get the video camera.� Explaining my plans.

The boys scurried to the dungeon and I took my usual place. Sitting at the foot of the bed with my legs crossed and the sluts squatting on the floor before me.

�Bruce, go get my jar of cum and your spoon.�

�Yes Mistress.� Crawling to the bathroom.

�Gerald? Is the camera ready?�

�Oh yeah, this is going to be so cool.� Gerald said with sadism warming his red.

�Yes it is, isn�t it?� Feeling my own sadism rising in my soul.

�Well, what are you waiting for boy? Hand me my cum!� Reaching out for the jar.

�Uh Mistress�..� Bruce began to stutter as I interrupted him.

�This is still ice cold!� Wrapping my hand around the jar. �Give me that spoon boy!�

I stared at Bruce as I removed the lid from the jar and looked inside. Very little of the cum had melted and a huge oval shaped cum cube was centered in the jar.

�I don�t believe this.� Stirring the cum cube. �It�s still frozen and looks like an egg.�

�Did the geek fuck up Mistress? Huh? Did he? Huh? Fucked up didn�t he Mistress?� Gerald grinning from ear to ear knowing there was going to be hell to pay and he wasn�t going to suffer.

�Shut up boy and turn that camera on! I want you to tape everything!�

�Oh yeah!� Gerald laughed. �The geek is dead meat.� Gerald standing up happily.

�I�m am so sorry Mistress. I would have thought your cum would have thawed by now.� Bruce apologized.

�How fucking cold did you keep my cum?�

�Minus seventy centigrade Mistress. I would masturbate and take your semen to the lab for collection in the jar. Forgive me Mistress.� Bruce bowing his head.

�Geek!� Gerald popped off.

�Shut up Gerald! Not another word!� Screwing the lid back on the jaw. �As for you, I want you to sit on this like a chicken, cackle and see if you can hatch my cum egg.�

�You mean warm it up between my ass cheeks Mistress?�

�Yes, but pretend you are a chicken and cackle like one.� Handing him the jar.

I have no idea how I came up with that idea. I suppose it was because the cum cube reminded me of an egg. I was furious. I had better plans than Gerald�s suggestion. I was going to fill my pussy and ass completely with cum and give Bruce the biggest cream pie of his life and all caught on video tape. It would go into the record books.

�I�m waiting!� Watching Bruce sit on the jar. �Cackle! Fluff your wings too Chicken Little.�

You really had to be there to witness it. Bruce cackling like a chicken, fluffing his arms as wings and moving his head back and forth pecking. Gerald laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. It was hilarious. Poor Bruce. He thought sucking cock and creampies were humiliating. Nothing compared to this. His face was beet red and finally I could hold it in no longer and had to leave the dungeon to have one of the biggest belly laughs of my life.

It took me several minutes for me to regain my comporsure. By the time I returned to the dungeon, my mascarra was running and I still had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud.

�Is my cum about to hatch?� I giggled.

�Uh no Mistress. It is still cold.� Bruce squawked.

�Well, keep sitting on my egg. I am going to fix me a take. When you think it is ready I want you to cackle real loud so I can hear you. No words just cackling.� I explained.

�Cock-a-doodle-do!� Bruce trying his best to impermisterate a roster.

�Not a rooster! A hen!� Biting down on my lower lip. �Practice, I will be listening.� Leaving the dungeon.

�Jeez Mistress. How long are you going to make him pretend he is a chicken?� Gerald following me to the kitchen.

�As long as it takes.� Opening the drawers.

�What are you looking for?� Gerald asked.

�The basting brush.� Finding it in a drawer. �Guess what�s for dinner?� Grinning sadistically. �Gerald, go to the garage and get some of that plastic sheeting we use for wax play while I think what I am going to use for stuffing.�

�You are one sick Mistress.� Gerald grinned. �But you know, I�m loving this. He is so frigging humiliated.�

�He is isn�t he? But I�m not done yet.�
I wasn�t either as I could hear Bruce cackling in the dungeon. What could I use for stuffing. Oh my, a light going off in my head. The perfect stuffing for my chicken.

�How is it going?� Walking past my hen to the closet.

�It�s hatching Mistress. Soon it will be thawed.� Bruce said.

�Don�t talk! Cackle. Remember you are a chicken.� Bruce cackling in response.

I hoped Bruce didn�t notice what I was carrying when I left the dungeon. I kept it hidden under my robe as I walked by him.

�Oh man, he get�s to have all the fun.� Gerald laughed.

�Do you think? He bought me this to use on him and then backed out of it. He is not a cock loving slut like you boy.�

�I�ll take that as a compliment

Mistress Cameo

[i]Part Two

�I�ll take that as a compliment Mistress.�

�You would! Not to big and not to small. Perfect stuffing for my chicken. Help me put it on.�

The strap-on was bright red and alien looking. Sort of looked like an earth worm with two antennae. Not even close to resembling a cock, yet it was long enough and soft enough to use on my virgin chicklet.

�I think your cum egg hatched!� Gerald laughed hearing Bruce cackle loudly.

�Playtime!� I said with a sadistic smile.

�Oh no Mistress!� The look of death on Bruce�s face. �I though we agreed that we would wait for my fucking after I moved into your home.�

�What fucking my little chick-a-dee. This is your stuffing for freezing my semen and I am going to baste you with buttery cum. Gerald, put down the plastic sheet.�

Gerald put down the plastic sheet and I had Bruce kneel in the center.

�First things first.� Opening the jaw. �Come here boy!� Dipping the brush into the jar and standing up.

�You know what they say boy. Early bird catches the worm.� Coating the alien cock with my thick gooey cum. �You know what to do.�

Gerald was taping everything as I began the feeding of my cum back to my boy via the strap-on. That was fun and he was doing an excellent job of cleaning but that was not enough for me.

�Be still.� Dipping the brush in the jar again. �I want to baste your face.�

Now it was fun. The red glow was returning to his cheeks, as I carefully covered his entire face, neck and ears.

�On your back! Legs up and wings folded. Just like a hen being prepared for the oven.� I ordered.

�Yes Mistress.� Bruce getting on his back.

�Now for your stuffing chicken boy.� Resting on my knees. �You will have to stuff yourself. My hands are full.� Showing him the jar of cum and the basting brush. �Here, I�ll butter it for you.� Coating the alien worm.

Bruce had this skewered expression on his face as I slowly pushed the worm into his rectum with his guidance. The cock he was taking was not a third of the size Gerald could handle.

�Hurt boy?� Carrying less if it did.

�Stuffed as you say Mistress.� Bruce groaned uncomfortablly.

�Yes, my stuffed chicken!� Shoving the last inch in his now non-virgin ass. �Didn�t think it would happen like this, did you boy?�

�No Mistress.� Wincing in pain.

�Well, let this be a lesmister for you. Your cum is my cum and my cum is to be taken care of and prized. Never bring me frozen cum again.� Pouring about half the jar over his face and chest. �My cum to do with as I please.�

�Indeed Mistress.� As I began spreading the thick white semen over his body with the brush.

�First rule for being my slave. Cum is never wasted and not a drop spilled.� Teasing his growing cock. �Not by you or Gerald. If you masturbate, you will eat your semen. If you fuck me, you will eat your semen. If a lover fucks me, you will eat his semen. Do you understand where I am going with this boy?�

�Yes Mistress, never waste semen because it is your semen.�

�Yes dear boy, it is always my semen.� Waste, and you will no longer serve me.� Smiling sadistically noticing his cock was twitching with the beginnings of an orgasm.

�Open wide boy and do not disappoint your Mistress. Not a drop spilled.� Holding the jar high over his mouth.

Even my tummy churned with queasiness as I watched Bruce swallow the long thick beaded strands of cum as it fell from the jar. I was not going to be cruel and dump my cum all at once. I gave him time to swallow and savor knowing he would heed my warning.

�Arrrrg!� Bruce gurgled as cum began to fly from his twitching cock.

�In one end and out the other. My on my.� Dabbing the brush in his orgasm and sticking it into his mouth. �My cum!� Reminding him.

And that�s really the end of my story. Yes the boys were allowed to fuck me. After showers of course. Bruce did spend the night and slept well with me cuddled in his arms.

That is what it is like in my dungeon at times. The unexpected happenings of three sluts that love each other. Welcome to my world.

Mistress C,
A very intense and well-written story. You captured the experience; i felt i was right there!
tzndeny

doug,

Thank you for your compliment.

I have not been online much do to distractions at home. Send me an email with your thoughts of presentation and fantasies.

Mistress Cameo

For doug

Mistress Cameo,

I am impressed about Your writing.

As a cuck i know i have to serve and i hopei can be of service to You in the future !

Just read your post.....will post the rest of the story soon.

Mistress C

My plan for Debbie and Gerald was simple. Inflict as much emotional pain and distress as possible. Let them fall in love and then rip their hearts out.

�Do you want Debbie tonight? Because if you do it�s alright with me.� Smiling at Gerald.

�You�re kidding right?� Gerald looking suspiciously at me.

�No sweetheart. Bring her home after she gets off work. Have your way with her.�

�Hmmm, what�s up?�

�Nothings up boy. Have your fun tonight. Tomorrow you will be leaving again and I have Bruce to please me tonight. You have never stood in the way of me enjoying other men. It�s the least I can do for you.� Gritting my teeth.

�She�s kind of young Mistress. I don�t think she is even twenty-one yet. Her uncle let�s her work here to make money for school.� Gerald explained.

�She may be young Gerald, but this is a swinger�s club and I�m sure she has some tricks of her own. Enjoy her. I may never let you do this again.� Hoping to convince Gerald to bring her home.

�I really don�t know her that well. Besides I don�t think her uncle would appreciate me nailing her. I�m way to old for her.�

�She obviously doesn�t think so. Her hands are all over you every time you two talk. I�ve seen that look in your eyes before Gerald. Bring her home and enjoy her or aren�t you man enough for a young innocent hottie?� Challenging Gerald.

�If I�m man enough for you then I�m man enough for her.� Gerald getting pissed.

�Prove it boy. Show me how much of a man you really are with Debbie.�

�Hell yes! I�ll do it!� Gerald turning to look at Debbie.

�Go on now. Sit by her station at the bar. See if you can convince her to fuck you tonight. I�m not sure you can boy.� Smiling sadistically.

Gerald planted his butt on a bar stool next to Debbie�s station. She glanced over her shoulder at me and I smiled, slightly nodding my approval. A signal between sluts that it was alright for her to fuck my boy. Poor Gerald. If he only knew what us girls knew.

�What�s up Mistress?� Bruce asked with Lisa in tow seeing Gerald sitting at the bar.

�Oh something special for Gerald. You know that he works very hard to provide for me. Just a special treat for him tonight.� Faking a smile.

Lisa and Bruce looked at each other knowingly. My button already had been pushed and they knew better than to push another.

Lisa was a new friend. She knew Bruce before me, fucked him before me too. Never the less, we were becoming friends quickly. She went thru men like I went thru tampons. Tossing them aside like litter when she had her fill. Oh, she was hot too. Ex-stripper like me, she garnered a lot of attention too from the members of the swinger�s club. She was into threesomes. F/F/M. That was her thing then.

I knew she would love ***ing my kitten while Bruce plowed her from behind and that is what I had planned for after our evening at the club. Lisa sucking the juices out of my pussy while Bruce went spastic in her ass and cunt. Tonight I wanted my pretty pussy serviced by someone who knew how and Lisa knew how, most definitely.

The rest of the evening Lisa, Bruce and I made our round thru the club. Lisa was becoming a born again prick teaser thanks to my advice. She didn�t have to fuck every member, she could pick and choose just like I did when the time was right and the cock was large enough to satisfy.

After a few takes and more than a few shots for performing a few strip teases on the dance floor Lisa and I were more than ready for some girl on girl fun behind a backlit screen on a small stage for the members. Everyone called it shadow sex and there were two stages for showing the action. Almost always it was girl girl or girl girl boy. It always put everyone in the mood for nasty fun upstairs in the play rooms.

Finished grinding our pussies together and kissing passionately for the audience it was time to get down to business as I sat on Lisa�s face and tossed my wild blond hair back as I rode her tongue to a pussy gushing body shuddering orgasm. Then it was Lisa�s turn to ride my tongue and I didn�t disappoint her.

�You two were hot!� Bruce smiled holding our clothes beside the screen.

�One the bed boy and pull out that boner.� I giggled.

Lisa and I knew Bruce wouldn�t last long at all. Two hot girls licking and sucking a nice size cock to orgasm would be a good show for the members. After Bruce came all over our faces and we licked and kissed each other clean for effect it was time to reapply our makeup and return to our table.

�What�s the matter boy? Balls empty?� I laughed as Lisa and I returned to the table.

�They are filling again for later Mistress.� Bruce smiled.

�I hope so Bruce. Lisa needs a good fucking tonight and I want some creampie for myself.�

�So do I.� Lisa grinned.

�Gawd you two are slutty tonight. What brought this on?� Bruce asked.

�Oh nothing.� Looking over at Gerald and Debbie.

They were going at it like the naturals they were. Tongues wallowing in mouths as they were locked in embrace. It was for them and the members of the club. Someone needed to get the action started. It had been a dull night. Not one blowjob, not one fuck and not one pussy eating to be seen on the main floor of the club. All the action was going on upstairs and I didn�t want to get caught up in that debauchery.

�Time to go!� Noticing that the club was thinning out and the remaining members were heading up stairs.

�Your really going to let Gerald do Debbie?� Lisa asked as we went out the front door.

�All night long if he wants.� I smiled sinisterly.

�I don�t get it.� Lisa said knowingly.

I got it. I wanted Gerald so pussy whipped by that young slut that it would break his heart when I took her from him. I had the patience of an executioner and my time would come to put the noose around her neck and jerk her away from him.

It must have been four in the morning when Gerald and his bitch got home from the club. They didn�t waste time and headed upstairs to fuck their brains out. Lisa and Bruce were arelax and I listened intently as the bed and floor creaked above me. Gerald was slamming my cock into the slut making her squeal in delight over and over. The more I listened the more pissed I got until finally I had to get up and find a place in the house where I didn�t have to listen to their moans and squeals of pleasure.

�Hello Debbie.� As she pranced by me to the bar to get more champagne from the fridge.

�Oh! You scared me. I didn�t see you Mistress.� Stopping in her tracks wearing Gerald�s shirt.

�Having fun with my husband?� I asked not smiling.

�Yes Mistress! Thank you for allowing us to be together. We have wanted too since we first met.�

�And when and where was that?� Feeling sick.

�A couple of months ago at my uncle�s house. Gerald and Bruce came over to help him fix the pool.� Getting a bottle of champagne from the fridge. �Where are the glasses?�

�Underneath the bar.� Not wanting to talk to the slut anymore.

�It�s so kewl that you allowed us to be together. You must really trust Gerald.� Her teenage voice incensing me.

�Trust and love him. Can I trust you with him? Can I trust you fucking my husband and slave in my home?� I asked in a harsh tone.

�If you want me to leave Mistress, I will. I don�t want to cause trouble between you and Gerald.� Debbie sitting next to me. �I thought everything was kewl?�

�Everything will be cool if you remember your place. You are not a member of this family. You are a guest.� I said.

�How do I become part of your family? I want to be with Gerald. I want to be his girl.� Debbie explained. �I really like him an awful lot.�

�Then you must go thru me. I decide who becomes part of this family. It takes commitment and you must follow the ground rules. Go back to Gerald and enjoy each other. We can talk tomorrow after he leaves.� I explained.

�Yes Mistress. Thank you.� Debbie prancing back up the stairs to Gerald.

At least Debbie was polite and offered to leave if I wished. Never the less I was angry that Gerald had not mentioned their meeting. The three of us had always been open about meeting new prospective lovers so as not to *** our trust.

Although my boys didn�t take lovers as I did. I shared my girl friends with my boys and the cuckolding of them was in it�s infancy. I was taking it slow and deliberate. I didn�t want to go from having my first black cock to doing gang bangs over night if I ever did any at all. I had everything planned out for me and the boys and Debbie was the first slut in the ointment.

�Why didn�t you tell me?� Watching Charles pack.

�Mistress, you would have taken it the wrong way. We all have been under a lot of stress if you haven�t noticed. Bruce moving in and becoming your second slave and husband. The swingers club. The cuckolding. Our lifestyle. Your girlfriends. I feel like I am having to perform for you all the time. Sometimes I need a timeout and just want to hold someone in my arms and love them to death.� Charles explained.

�So you love Debbie?� My stomach churning.

�I don�t know Mistress. She�s young and innocent. After you talked to her last night, she wouldn�t stop talking about you and our lifestyle. The questions were endless.�

�Yes or no boy? Do you love her?� Wanting an answer.

�Yes, I think I do love her.� Gerald confessed.

�You know what that means. Either she becomes part of our family or she goes away. Those are yours and her option�s boy or we are finished!�

�I understand Mistress.�

Gerald was silent as he finished packing and I was afraid to ask more questions about his and Debbie�s relationship. Bruce was going to take Gerald to the airport and he came back into the house one last time to get his briefcase and I was waiting. I had one last question.

�Why can�t I be your timeout?�

�You were once but not anymore. You have seen to that.� Gerald said without emotion as he left without kissing me goodbye.

I must have cried for hours. Locking myself in my dungeon. Gerald was right. There was no alone time for him with me. There was always someone else in my bed with him. A girlfriend, Bruce or the rare lover. It wasn�t going to get better for Gerald either. Not with his cuckolding beginning. It would get only worse for him.

Gerald was so much different than Bruce in permisteralities. Gerald loved watching me with my first few lovers and cleaning up after them. He could have cared less about joining me with another girl. Cuckolding him did not consume him like it did Bruce. It was like he was giving me a gift. Introducing me to a lover and then watching me pleased by another man as he smiled not feeling humiliated.

He felt inferior to no man while Bruce felt inferior to all. Gerald just wanted me to be happy and if taking lovers made me happy then so be it. He allowed it without question. He was not a true cuckold like Bruce and never would be.

�Everything will be alright Mistress.� Bruce consoling me. �Their fling will end and everything will be back to as it was.�

�No, it will never be as it was again. He is not like you Bruce.� Soaking up my tears with his handkerchief.

�Yes Mistress, Gerald and I have talked about his feelings. He loves you Mistress. More than you realize. If I am complicating things to much maybe I should leave.�

�No Bruce! I love you too, as much as I love Gerald.� Speaking honestly.

�Then you must welcome Debbie. You must share Gerald with her or you will lose him to her. I love you and Gerald Mistress. His life does not revolve around him being a cuckold and slave as it does for me. He needs more.� Bruce explained.

I was learning a hard lesmister and it should have been obvious to me from the beginning. When we were dating my girlfriends would come to him for advice and help. He never turned anyone down. Bruce was fun to play with and fuck but when it got down to a friend needing help, Gerald was the first one they asked. Not me or Bruce. Bruce was good too, don�t get me wrong. But Gerald was a magnet that attracted friends with heartaches and troubles. Like them he needed that special feeling at times, that he was the one and only as the girl that he was holding in his arms.

�You can redecorate everything. This will be your special place with Gerald. Your home together.� I smiled at Debbie.

�I don�t know what to say. I can�t believe it. You are awesome Mistress. Totally awesome.� Debbie kissing my cheek. �Thank you.�

I didn�t realize it then but this was my first real step into our polyamory lifestyle that we enjoy now. It was a new beginning for the three of us and now four with Debbie joining our household. How long Debbie would last was anyone�s guess. I knew one thing. Welcome her into my home and my husband�s arms or risk losing everything I had worked for and loved dearly.

Debbie�s arrival would not only prove my love for Gerald but change our lives forever. Debbie would be the catalyst for more fun than I ever could have imagined without her.

My plan for Debbie and Gerald was simple. Inflict as much emotional pain and distress as possible. Let them fall in love and then rip their hearts out.

�Do you want Debbie tonight? Because if you do it�s alright with me.� Smiling at Gerald.

�You�re kidding right?� Gerald looking suspiciously at me.

�No sweetheart. Bring her home after she gets off work. Have your way with her.�

�Hmmm, what�s up?�

�Nothings up boy. Have your fun tonight. Tomorrow you will be leaving again and I have Bruce to please me tonight. You have never stood in the way of me enjoying other men. It�s the least I can do for you.� Gritting my teeth.

�She�s kind of young Mistress. I don�t think she is even twenty-one yet. Her uncle let�s her work here to make money for school.� Gerald explained.

�She may be young Gerald, but this is a swinger�s club and I�m sure she has some tricks of her own. Enjoy her. I may never let you do this again.� Hoping to convince Gerald to bring her home.

�I really don�t know her that well. Besides I don�t think her uncle would appreciate me nailing her. I�m way to old for her.�

�She obviously doesn�t think so. Her hands are all over you every time you two talk. I�ve seen that look in your eyes before Gerald. Bring her home and enjoy her or aren�t you man enough for a young innocent hottie?� Challenging Gerald.

�If I�m man enough for you then I�m man enough for her.� Gerald getting pissed.

�Prove it boy. Show me how much of a man you really are with Debbie.�

�Hell yes! I�ll do it!� Gerald turning to look at Debbie.

�Go on now. Sit by her station at the bar. See if you can convince her to fuck you tonight. I�m not sure you can boy.� Smiling sadistically.

Gerald planted his butt on a bar stool next to Debbie�s station. She glanced over her shoulder at me and I smiled, slightly nodding my approval. A signal between sluts that it was alright for her to fuck my boy. Poor Gerald. If he only knew what us girls knew.

�What�s up Mistress?� Bruce asked with Lisa in tow seeing Gerald sitting at the bar.

�Oh something special for Gerald. You know that he works very hard to provide for me. Just a special treat for him tonight.� Faking a smile.

Lisa and Bruce looked at each other knowingly. My button already had been pushed and they knew better than to push another.

Lisa was a new friend. She knew Bruce before me, fucked him before me too. Never the less, we were becoming friends quickly. She went thru men like I went thru tampons. Tossing them aside like litter when she had her fill. Oh, she was hot too. Ex-stripper like me, she garnered a lot of attention too from the members of the swinger�s club. She was into threesomes. F/F/M. That was her thing then.

I knew she would love ***ing my kitten while Bruce plowed her from behind and that is what I had planned for after our evening at the club. Lisa sucking the juices out of my pussy while Bruce went spastic in her ass and cunt. Tonight I wanted my pretty pussy serviced by someone who knew how and Lisa knew how, most definitely.

The rest of the evening Lisa, Bruce and I made our round thru the club. Lisa was becoming a born again prick teaser thanks to my advice. She didn�t have to fuck every member, she could pick and choose just like I did when the time was right and the cock was large enough to satisfy.

After a few takes and more than a few shots for performing a few strip teases on the dance floor Lisa and I were more than ready for some girl on girl fun behind a backlit screen on a small stage for the members. Everyone called it shadow sex and there were two stages for showing the action. Almost always it was girl girl or girl girl boy. It always put everyone in the mood for nasty fun upstairs in the play rooms.

Finished grinding our pussies together and kissing passionately for the audience it was time to get down to business as I sat on Lisa�s face and tossed my wild blond hair back as I rode her tongue to a pussy gushing body shuddering orgasm. Then it was Lisa�s turn to ride my tongue and I didn�t disappoint her.

�You two were hot!� Bruce smiled holding our clothes beside the screen.

�One the bed boy and pull out that boner.� I giggled.

Lisa and I knew Bruce wouldn�t last long at all. Two hot girls licking and sucking a nice size cock to orgasm would be a good show for the members. After Bruce came all over our faces and we licked and kissed each other clean for effect it was time to reapply our makeup and return to our table.

�What�s the matter boy? Balls empty?� I laughed as Lisa and I returned to the table.

�They are filling again for later Mistress.� Bruce smiled.

�I hope so Bruce. Lisa needs a good fucking tonight and I want some creampie for myself.�

�So do I.� Lisa grinned.

�Gawd you two are slutty tonight. What brought this on?� Bruce asked.

�Oh nothing.� Looking over at Gerald and Debbie.

They were going at it like the naturals they were. Tongues wallowing in mouths as they were locked in embrace. It was for them and the members of the club. Someone needed to get the action started. It had been a dull night. Not one blowjob, not one fuck and not one pussy eating to be seen on the main floor of the club. All the action was going on upstairs and I didn�t want to get caught up in that debauchery.

�Time to go!� Noticing that the club was thinning out and the remaining members were heading up stairs.

�Your really going to let Gerald do Debbie?� Lisa asked as we went out the front door.

�All night long if he wants.� I smiled sinisterly.

�I don�t get it.� Lisa said knowingly.

I got it. I wanted Gerald so pussy whipped by that young slut that it would break his heart when I took her from him. I had the patience of an executioner and my time would come to put the noose around her neck and jerk her away from him.

It must have been four in the morning when Gerald and his bitch got home from the club. They didn�t waste time and headed upstairs to fuck their brains out. Lisa and Bruce were arelax and I listened intently as the bed and floor creaked above me. Gerald was slamming my cock into the slut making her squeal in delight over and over. The more I listened the more pissed I got until finally I had to get up and find a place in the house where I didn�t have to listen to their moans and squeals of pleasure.

�Hello Debbie.� As she pranced by me to the bar to get more champagne from the fridge.

�Oh! You scared me. I didn�t see you Mistress.� Stopping in her tracks wearing Gerald�s shirt.

�Having fun with my husband?� I asked not smiling.

�Yes Mistress! Thank you for allowing us to be together. We have wanted too since we first met.�

�And when and where was that?� Feeling sick.

�A couple of months ago at my uncle�s house. Gerald and Bruce came over to help him fix the pool.� Getting a bottle of champagne from the fridge. �Where are the glasses?�

�Underneath the bar.� Not wanting to talk to the slut anymore.

�It�s so kewl that you allowed us to be together. You must really trust Gerald.� Her teenage voice incensing me.

�Trust and love him. Can I trust you with him? Can I trust you fucking my husband and slave in my home?� I asked in a harsh tone.

�If you want me to leave Mistress, I will. I don�t want to cause trouble between you and Gerald.� Debbie sitting next to me. �I thought everything was kewl?�

�Everything will be cool if you remember your place. You are not a member of this family. You are a guest.� I said.

�How do I become part of your family? I want to be with Gerald. I want to be his girl.� Debbie explained. �I really like him an awful lot.�

�Then you must go thru me. I decide who becomes part of this family. It takes commitment and you must follow the ground rules. Go back to Gerald and enjoy each other. We can talk tomorrow after he leaves.� I explained.

�Yes Mistress. Thank you.� Debbie prancing back up the stairs to Gerald.

At least Debbie was polite and offered to leave if I wished. Never the less I was angry that Gerald had not mentioned their meeting. The three of us had always been open about meeting new prospective lovers so as not to *** our trust.

Although my boys didn�t take lovers as I did. I shared my girl friends with my boys and the cuckolding of them was in it�s infancy. I was taking it slow and deliberate. I didn�t want to go from having my first black cock to doing gang bangs over night if I ever did any at all. I had everything planned out for me and the boys and Debbie was the first slut in the ointment.

�Why didn�t you tell me?� Watching Gerald pack.

�Mistress, you would have taken it the wrong way. We all have been under a lot of stress if you haven�t noticed. Bruce moving in and becoming your second slave and husband. The swingers club. The cuckolding. Our lifestyle. Your girlfriends. I feel like I am having to perform for you all the time. Sometimes I need a timeout and just want to hold someone in my arms and love them to death.� Charles explained.

�So you love Debbie?� My stomach churning.

�I don�t know Mistress. She�s young and innocent. After you talked to her last night, she wouldn�t stop talking about you and our lifestyle. The questions were endless.�

�Yes or no boy? Do you love her?� Wanting an answer.

�Yes, I think I do love her.� Gerald confessed.

�You know what that means. Either she becomes part of our family or she goes away. Those are yours and her option�s boy or we are finished!�

�I understand Mistress.�

Gerald was silent as he finished packing and I was afraid to ask more questions about his and Debbie�s relationship. Bruce was going to take Gerald to the airport and he came back into the house one last time to get his briefcase and I was waiting. I had one last question.

�Why can�t I be your timeout?�

�You were once but not anymore. You have seen to that.� Gerald said without emotion as he left without kissing me goodbye.

I must have cried for hours. Locking myself in my dungeon. Gerald was right. There was no alone time for him with me. There was always someone else in my bed with him. A girlfriend, Bruce or the rare lover. It wasn�t going to get better for Gerald either. Not with his cuckolding beginning. It would get only worse for him.

Gerald was so much different than Bruce in permisteralities. Gerald loved watching me with my first few lovers and cleaning up after them. He could have cared less about joining me with another girl. Cuckolding him did not consume him like it did Bruce. It was like he was giving me a gift. Introducing me to a lover and then watching me pleased by another man as he smiled not feeling humiliated.

He felt inferior to no man while Bruce felt inferior to all. Gerald just wanted me to be happy and if taking lovers made me happy then so be it. He allowed it without question. He was not a true cuckold like Bruce and never would be.

�Everything will be alright Mistress.� Bruce consoling me. �Their fling will end and everything will be back to as it was.�

�No, it will never be as it was again. He is not like you Bruce.� Soaking up my tears with his handkerchief.

�Yes Mistress, Gerald and I have talked about his feelings. He loves you Mistress. More than you realize. If I am complicating things to much maybe I should leave.�

�No Bruce! I love you too, as much as I love Gerald.� Speaking honestly.

�Then you must welcome Debbie. You must share Gerald with her or you will lose him to her. I love you and Gerald Mistress. His life does not revolve around him being a cuckold and slave as it does for me. He needs more.� Bruce explained.

I was learning a hard lesmister and it should have been obvious to me from the beginning. When we were dating my girlfriends would come to him for advice and help. He never turned anyone down. Bruce was fun to play with and fuck but when it got down to a friend needing help, Gerald was the first one they asked. Not me or Bruce. Bruce was good too, don�t get me wrong. But Gerald was a magnet that attracted friends with heartaches and troubles. Like them he needed that special feeling at times, that he was the one and only as the girl that he was holding in his arms.

�You can redecorate everything. This will be your special place with Gerald. Your home together.� I smiled at Debbie.

�I don�t know what to say. I can�t believe it. You are awesome Mistress. Totally awesome.� Debbie kissing my cheek. �Thank you.�

I didn�t realize it then but this was my first real step into our polyamory lifestyle that we enjoy now. It was a new beginning for the three of us and now four with Debbie joining our household. How long Debbie would last was anyone�s guess. I knew one thing. Welcome her into my home and my husband�s arms or risk losing everything I had worked for and loved dearly.

Debbie�s arrival would not only prove my love for Gerald but change our lives forever. Debbie would be the catalyst for more fun than I ever could have imagined without her.

A big change underway. smile. Very nice.

Mistress C I was lucky to serve you one day a few years ago . I only wish I could see you again. Reading your stories have me so excited. Please email me at [email protected]. I have thought about our time together so many times and I do miss that. By the way did you move?