Roxanne and Willie - The soap opera continues

Saturday morning I left for the golf course at 7:15.

Roxanne was up well before I left. She was excited. She was going shopping with female friends. I was really happy for her.

Sandra, Julie, Brenda, April and Maddie were all kind, supportive women. I was hoping that their friendship would have a positive effect on Roxanne. My wife was a wonderful woman and I loved her dearly, but she needed a good boost in her self confidence.

As I pulled into the clubhouse parking lot, I laughed to myself. Roxanne wasn't the only one who needed a little boost in self esteem. I wasn't exactly Mr. confidence either.

Bobby, Stevie, Ricky, Jamal and Mark were already on the practice green when I arrived. I went into the clubhouse and paid my green fee. By the time I got to the practice green the final two members of our group had arrived. They were both tall middle aged men.

When we got to the first tee, Stevie introduced me to them. "Willie Oliver this is Jamister Mathews and Aaron Carter." Stevie looked at me. "Jamister and Aaron are both lawyers. Jamister dates Sandra and Aaron dates Julie. They are also both close friends with all of us."

Stevie turned to Jamister and Aaron. "Willie is completing his Phd at the University. We met him at Baxters last Thursday night. His wife, Roxanne, was there with a date. He sat in the bar with us while his wife and her date were out in the parking lot. Roxanne is taking a course from Ricky at Maple Hills. They will both be at the house for dinner tonight. Sandra and Julie have fixed Roxanne up with Brett Ryman."

Jamister smiled at me. "Nice to meet you Willie." He laughed. "I guess Stevie just gave me a pretty good life history. It sounds as though you and your wife have a life style similar to the one our golf partners lead."

I nodded to both Jamister and Aaron. "It's nice to meet both of you, and yes I am a cuckold wimp."

Jamister laughed. "I like you already Willie. You have a nice sense of humor."

Aaron looked at Ricky. "I thought Brett moved to Boston?"

"He did, but apparently he's back. He called Julie yesterday. He was looking for a date for Saturday night. I guess his wife is still in Boston. Julie told him that Saturday night was date night at the house and she was bringing you. That's when she fixed him up with Willie's wife."

Aaron turned to me. "Your wife will like Brett." He paused. "I suspect you will to. He understands the games you guys like to play."

We threw balls to pick teams. This means that everyone gave Stevie a golf ball. He put them in his cap and tossed them. We looked at how they landed and divided them into two groups. Those groups became the teams.

I was paired with Jamister, Ricky and Stevie.

We were playing four man best ball. This was team golf. I had played it before. It was fun.

This is how the game works. All four of us play our own ball and keep our score. At the end of each hole you record the best three out of the four net scores. Net score means after the handicap has been taken into account.

Handicap works like this. Stevie is a one. He has the lowest handicap, so we all play off him. I'm a five so I get four shots (5 - my handicap minus 1 - Stevie's handicap). That means that I get to take one stroke off of my score on four holes. The scorecard handicaps the holes. I get my strokes on the number 1 through 4 handicap holes. One and three will be on the front nine and two and four will be on the back nine.

This allows golfers with less s******* to play competitively against golfers with more s*******.
Jamister was a 12, so he got shots on 11 holes. Ricky was an 18 so he got a shot on every hole but one.

The betting was for very low stakes. That was okay with me. Playing for large sums of money doesn't excite me. We were playing for a dollar on the front nine, a dollar on the back nine and a dollar for the total 18 holes.

Winning is actually a liability because the winning team usually buys the first round of takes after the game. Winning three bucks does not cover the bar bill, but who cares.

I'm sure that I have already started boring you with all this detail. My only purpose in describing the game is to explain that the teams are actually true teams. We are playing together, not against each other. This game creates a very positive atmosphere. It's wonderful for building friendships.

As we played, I marveled at how well Jamister and Stevie got along. They were obviously very good friends. I knew that Jamister was Sandra's date for dinner this evening. This meant that the man Stevie was so cordially playing golf with would be fucking his wife in a few short hours. I also knew that Stevie would be required to act as Jamister's slave tonight.

As the game progressed I didn't see any signs of animosity between them nor did I see Jamister ever treat stevie disrespectfully. The truth is, Jamister seemed to go out of his way to be respectful and polite to Stevie. These two men had obviously worked out their respective roles.

When the game ended we won the front and the total. Mark, Jamal, Bobby and Aaron's team won the back. They had to pay us $1.00. We had to buy the beers.

The one overt reference to our being cuckolds came at this point in the day. Each member of the other team had to pay each of us a dollar. Aaron smiled and said, "I want to pay Ricky." As he handed the dollar to Ricky, He added, "you might have beaten me at golf today, but I'm going to fuck your wife tonight. When I'm ready, I plan to pull out of her nice tight pussy and cum all over her feet. When I'm done ejaculating, you my little footboy are going to lick up every drop of my semen."

Ricky was laughing when he took Aaron's dollar. "I'll take that as a promise."

Aaron clapped him on the back and said, "Don't worry buddy. It is a promise."

As we were walking to the clubhouse Stevie leaned over and said, "Aaron was being really nice to Ricky. Feet are Ricky's thing. Aaron knows that. He just promised Ricky that he would give him his favorite fantasy tonight."

Like I said, I was really getting to like these people.

It was almost 3:00 by the time I got home from the golf course. Roxanne was still out. That wasn't a big surprise. A major shopping trip involving six women is going to take some time.

As I understood the time schedule, we were due at Brenda, Maddie and April's house at 6:00. The studs were going to be arriving at 7:00 and dinner was being srved at 8:00.

I suspected that I wouldn't see Roxanne until 4:00. I had a few minutes to relax. I picked up my current book. I was just sitting down to read when the telephone rang.

I picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hi Peewee."

"Hi Roxanne, How is the shopping trip?"

"Oh Peewee I am having a wonderful time." She paused. "listen honey, I'll tell you all about it when I see you. Right now you have to do some things for me. Baby I am not coming home before the party. I am at Sandra and Julie's. Were all going to get ready together. I want you to come over here right away."

"Okay, do you need anything?"

"Yes, but not much. Each of us bought a whole new outfit for the party. Stevie paid for everything. Isn't that sweet of him. Honey, he's really rich, did you know that?"

"Yes, I knew that."

"Well anyway, all I need is my makeup case and some jewelry. Bring me the matching pearl earrings and necklace that you bought me last week. I want to look really pretty for Brett tonight."

"Roxanne, what should I wear?"

"Just come as you are. We have a special outfit all ready for you." She giggled. "Peewee your going to look really cute tonight."

"Is there anything else I need to bring?'"

"Yes, we'll need your collar and leash and your chastity cage." Roxanne paused too think. "Oh yes, bring my horsewhip." She paused again, "and the gold necklace that holds the key to your chastity cage."

I laughed. "This is going to be a very interesting party."

"Honey it's going to be so much fun. Hurry now. Get over to Sandra's as quickly as you can. I don't want you to miss anything. Stevie is opening some wine for us right now."

"Be careful Roxanne. You know how wine affects you."

She giggled. "Yes it makes me feel like being really naughty." She paused. "Bye sweetheart, I'll see you in a few minutes."

I hung the telephone up and gathered the things together that Roxanne told me to bring. When I had everything, I found a travel bag and packed it all into it.

Fifteen minutes later I was in my car driving to Sandra and Julie's.

I walked up to Sandra and Julie's house and knocked on the door. Roxanne opened it. She was naked.

She kissed me on the cheek. "Hi baby. Come in."

I walked into the house. Julie and Sandra were walking through the living room. They were also naked.

Julie called to Roxanne. "Hey Roxie come here for a minute."

Roxanne looked at me and said, "Baby I'll be right back." She turned and followed Julie and Sandra through a door on the right.

Ricky walked up to me. "Hi Peewee." He smiled. "By the way, You're not Willie anymore, your Peewee now and I'm not Ricky anymore, I'm footboy. Stevie is sissyboy. The game has started." He nodded towards the door our naked wives had just gone through. "Welcome to paradise."

"Thankyou," I laughed. "It might take me a few minutes before I get used to being around these beautiful naked women."

Ricky patted my shoulder. "Trust me buddy you never get used to it. They don't want you to get used to it. This is very deliberate on their part. They want us to be really horny tonight. They think it makes us much more malleable."

I smiled. "I think they might be right."

He laughed. "That's the spirit. Just go with the flow. This is going to be a really fun night." Ricky looked at the bag I was carrying. "You can put Roxanne's things in that bedroom over there."

"Most of the things in here are for me."

Ricky laughed. "Peewee, your a slave tonight. Everything you own belongs to Roxanne. You don't have any possessions."

I took a deep breath. "This is like a sex fantasy coming true."

Ricky laughed. "Like I said, welcome to paradise."

Roxanne came back into the living room. "Follow me sweetheart. Were going to be using the playpen tonight."

As I followed Roxanne to the door on the left she said, "usually cucks aren't allowed into this room. Sandra and Julie use it for entertaining guys. Ricky and Stevie are only allowed to go in when it has to be cleaned. They're making an exception for you tonight because of the dinner party."

As we walked through the door, I looked around the room. It looked like something out of a brothel. there was a huge round bed in the middle of the the room. There were mirrors on the walls and ceiling. On the far wall there was a large very plush couch. There was a large overstuffed chair next to the couch.

"Set the bag over here." Roxanne was standing next to a beautiful antique makeup table.

I set the bag on the table. Roxanne opened it and looked inside. "Good, you found everything." She turned to me. "Take you clothes off and take a quick shower. You have work to do." She giggled. "Your a slave now."

As I got undressed Roxanne said, "Ricky and Stevie are busy getting the party set up. You are going to be giving Julie, Sandra and I our baths." She looked at me. "Peewee, tonight you are a slave for all of the wives and their dates. You are required to respond to the demands of all of us. When we go into the other bedroom you are going to get on your knees and lick Julie's ass and Sandra's ass. Its going to be your demonstration of presentation."

She giggled. "Both Sissyboy and Footboy have already licked my ass. They have already demonstrated their presentation to me."

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Peewee this is the msot exciting thing I have ever done." She smiled. "It was really kind of funny feeling Dr. Norman's tongue in my ass. Less than a week ago I had him up on this huge pedestal. Now he is groveling at my feet." She grabbed my hand. "Feel my pussy Peewee. I'm already wet and Brett's not even here yet."

Roxanne sighed. For just a second there was a dreamy look on her face. Then she smiled at me and swatted my butt. "Quit standing around cuckboy. Get into the shower and get clean. You have work to do."

I feel like the vacation is over. It�s like coming home to an almost forgotten fantasy. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!!!
bd-owned

great post
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Hi GH great job of tieing together the stories Thanks Sarah and cuckoldslavedogwayne
cuckold sissy wendy white aka tinyboywayne

BD Icqicq

Nice to hear from you. I am enjoying bringing the stories together also. Believe me the fantasy is not forgotten. It will live.

GH

Alpha69male

I'm glad your enjoying the story. Thankyou for taking the time to tell me.

GH

CSDW

I hope your new job is going well. I also hope that you and the lovely Sarah continue to do well. I am lookig forward to Vegas.

If the picture is Sarah I have to say that you are one lucky slave dog.

Thanks for checking in and saying hello

GH

Sandra and Julie walked back into the house.

Roxanne turned to me. "Are you having fun so far baby?"

I looked at Roxanne, smiled and nodded my head yes. She playfully slapped my face and said, "Don't have too much fun cucky."

We were both giggling as she took my hand and led me into the house.

We went through the door that led into Sandra and Julie's bedroom. As we passed through the bedroom I marveled at the bed. It had to have been specially made. It was at least twice the size of a regular king size bed.

The bathroom was even more impressive. It consisted of five different rooms. The first room contained four sinks lined up next to each other. The next room contained two toilets. The third room was an enormous shower stall. The fourth room was a steam bath. The final room was the most impressive of all. It contained a whirlpool bathtub the size of a small swimming pool.

Someone had already filled the tub. Sandra and Julie were both immersed up to their breasts in hot steamy bath water.

Sandra waved. "Come on Roxie, Get in."

Roxanne climbed into the bathtub. As she settled into the water she said, "This is wonderful."

Julie looked at me. "Come on Peewee, what are you waiting for? Grab the loofah and start washing us."

Sandra tossed me a sponge and said, "Sweetie you can start by washing my breasts."

I tried to lean over the edge of the tub and wash Sandra. She shook her head. "Baby doll your going to have to get in with us."

As I climbed over the edge of the tub, Julie laughed and said, "Look at his little thing. Isn't it cute? It's sticking straight up just like a real penis."

Sandra suddenly grabbed me. "Girls it's time to play tickle the cuck."

All three women immediately grabbed me and started tickling me. I couldn't help myself. I was giggling like a maniac.

Julie grabbed my clittie and started stroking it. "Roxie can we make him spurt? I'll bet it won't take very long."

Before you start to feel too sorry for me, think about this. I was in a giant bathtub with three gorgeous women. We were all naked. They were tickling me and threatening to make me cum. It wasn't too bad for a painfully shy little man from east Iowa.

Suddenly a deep voice interrupted us. "Aaron there are times in this house when I seriously think about becoming a cuck."

We all turned. Jamister and Aaron were standing next to the tub dressed in sportcoats and ties.

Sandra looked at Jamister. "Hi baby, you're early."

He laughed. "Yes, we came over now so that we could have a take with Stevie and Ricky before the party started. When we heard all the ruckus Stevie told us to come in here and restore order. He told us that you were either playing tickle the cuck or lesbian bath scene." He paused. "We were both hoping for lesbian bath scene, but it appears that the game is tickle the cuck."

Julie smiled. "We were playing tickle the cuck, but we'll switch to lesbian bath scene if you would like."

She turned to Sandra. "Sandra darling you have such a sexy body." Julie was using an overly dramatic voice. "I am so aroused that my breasts are heaving."

Sandra started to giggle. "Julie my dear, I have never realized how beautiful you are. I want to make passionate love to you."

Julie could barely keep from laughing. "Only if we can include my dear friend Roxanne." She turned to Roxanne. "Kiss me darling." Julie took Roxanne into her arms and kissed her full on the lips.

"All right, thats enough now! Stevie told me that order would break down with all of you in here at the same time." It was Ricky. He was a man on a mission. He looked at Jamister and Aaron. "If the two of you want to have any hope of getting laid tonight before you have to go home to your own wives; you will leave the bathroom right now so that the girls can finish getting ready."

He turned to Sandra, Julie and Roxanne. "Stevie said to get your cute asses out of the tub right now and get your makeup on. You have exactly twenty minutes to make yourselves beautiful for your dates."

Julie looked at Ricky. "Your getting pretty cocky for a cuck."

Ricky laughed. "I'm on a mission from a higher authority. I have protection."

Sandra smiled and said, "Oh yeah?"

Ricky nodded. "Yes, the word from the top is get your butts out of the tub or lose your credit cards for two weeks."

Julie stood up. "Sandra honey, this is getting serious."

Sandra grabbed Roxanne. "Come on Roxie, we have to get dressed." She turned to me. "Peewee grab the towels and dry us off."

As I stepped out of the tub Jamister asked, "Peewee would you mind if we dried the girls off?"

"Absolutely not!" It was Sandra ." Everyone gets a turn in this house. Right now its Peewee's turn. He gets to bathe us and dry us off. Later on it will be your turn. You, Aaron and Brett get to fuck us. Wait your turn baby."

Jamister shook his head. "Sorry Peewee. I didn't mean to try to horn in on your territory. I guess I was just a little envious of the job you have right now."

I smiled at him. "It's okay. I suspect I am going to be very envious of the job you guys have later on tonight."

Roxanne laughed and said, "You'd better believe your going to be envious cuckboy."

Jamister smiled. "Sounds to me like Brett is going to be the winner in this little discussion."

Sandra slid over to the edge of the tub. "How about a quick little preview of coming attractions. Jamister honey, Unzip your pants. Show us that monster you have stored in there."

Jamister walked over to sandra, unzipped his trousers and took out the biggest cock I have ever seen.

Roxanne laughed and said, "Shit Sandra that thing is fucking huge."

Sandra grinned and started stroking Jamister's cock. As she stroked it, it actually got even bigger. She turned to Roxanne. "Want a taste?"

"Would that be okay?"

Sandra looked at Jamister. "Is it okay with you baby?'

He smiled and said, "Are you asking me if I mind if this beautiful woman sucks my cock?"

Sandra laughed. "I guess that is the question on the floor."

Jamister looked at me and said, "I guess its your turn to get envious Peewee."

For the next few minutes we all watched as my wife gave Jamister a blow job. Roxanne is good and it was Jamister's first orgasm of the night. He came quickly.

Roxanne let him ejaculate all over her breasts.

When he was finished Julie looked at me. "Okay little cuckboy. It's time for you to taste your golf partners semen."

As I was licking Jamister's cum off of Roxanne's breasts, Aaron unzipped his pants and took his cock out. It wasn't quite as big as Jamister's, but he was still magna cum laude.

Julie slid over and started stroking him. "Baby do you want Peewee to be envious of you to?"

Aaron smiled and said, "I sure do."

Julie turned to Roxanne. "Honey do you mind?"

Roxanne giggled. "Jules are you asking me if I would like to suck Aaron's big beautiful cock?"

Julie laughed. "Well I am kind of hoping you don't want to, so that I will get to, but I know my baby would love to have a blow job from you."

"Hey I thought I was your baby." It was Ricky.

Julie looked at her husband and shook her head. "Footboy, tonight I belong to Aaron. He's my baby. For the next several hours your my cuckold slave."

Julie stood up and stepped out of the bath tub. "Peewee, dry me off."

As I threw a towel around her shoulders Julie turned to Roxanne. "Roxie honey, be a sweetheart and give Aaron a nice blowjob. When he is ready have him cum on my toes."

My wife started sucking Aaron's cock. Again it didn't take long. When he was ready Roxanne took Aaron's cock out of her mouth. Julie put her foot up on the edge of the tub. Roxanne aimed Aaron's cock at Julie's toes and started stroking him.

The spurts of semen quickly covered Julie's toes and the top of her foot. When her boyfriend was done ejaculating Julie turned to her husband and said, "Okay footboy get on your knees."

Julie sat on the edge of the tub. Ricky got on his knees in front or her. We all watched as he reverently licked Aaron's cum off of his wife's foot.

When he was done Sandra stepped out of the bathtub. I threw a big fluffy towel around her and started drying her off. While I was doing this, she turned to Ricky and said, "Footboy go fetch Sissyboy." She clapped her hands. "Do it quickly."

Ricky obediantly scurried out of the room.

very nice, gh. it's great to have you back. hope your little break went well and you enjoyed yourself. without your story's being updated regularly, it's not quite the same in here. i'm jealous of ricky, too! lol priss

Hey Priss

Thanks, I had a very nice vacation.

I thought you might like that last section.

GH

GH,
Prissy said it all before me. Good to have you back, refreshed as ever. And he's right, it really has been a bit dead lately without you. On one point though, I have to disagree with Prissy. I'm jealous of Jamister (and Aaron and..).

If the picture is Sarah I have to say that you are one lucky slave dog.

Yes GH it is Mistress Sarah and I am one lucky cuckold slave I can dream of all the cream.

Mistress Sarah

More of Mistress Sarah

cuckold sissy wendy white aka tinyboywayne

Hi Peak

Nice to hear from you. Vacations are wonderful. I am still in what is a busy time of the year for me so my output might still be limited at times. I am in a crucial part of the story so I am anxious to keep writing.

Saying that my story was missed is a very nice compliment. Thankyou.

You and Priss may have to duke it out on the Jealousy question.

GH

CSDW

Mistress Sarah is gorgeous. You are a lucky man. Be good and obey her.

GH

I was just finishing drying Roxanne when Ricky returned. Stevie was right behind him.

Sandra glared at Stevie as he entered the room. "Sissyboy, we have studs in the house. I am shocked that I am seeing three cucks running around with free swinging dicks. It appears that you have forgotten your place."

Stevie hung his head. "My apology Mistress Sandra. I was busy preparing the dinner. I forgot."

"We will address the issue of the punishment for your negligence after dinner. Right now we need your cages. Fetch them!"

We all walked into the bedroom. Stevie opened one of the dressers.

While he was doing this, Sandra turned to Roxanne. "Where is Peewee's cage?"

"In the overnight bag on the makeup table in the playpen."

Julie snapped her fingers. "Footboy, fetch Mistress Roxanne's overnight bag. You have permission to enter the playpen this one time."

"Yes mistress."

Ricky ran out of the room.

While Stevie and Ricky were getting the chastity cages Sandra turned to Jamister and Aaron. "Gentlemen, I apologize for the fact that you were required to be around uncontrolled slaves."

Aaron was about to say something. Jamister subtlely tapped his leg and shook his head "no". Jamister obvioulsy understood, this was part of the game.

"Roxie, have Peewee sit on the bed." Sandra motioned to a spot near the foot of the giant bed.

Roxanne looked at me and pointed to the spot that Sandra had just designated. "Peewee sit!"

I obediantly sat down.

Stevie came over to the bed. He was carrying two chastity cages and some lotion. "Mistress, here are the items you requested."

Sandra took them. "Thankyou Sissyboy." She pointed to a spot on the bed next to me and snapped her fingers. "Sissyboy, sit!"

Stevie immediately responded to her command.

Just then Ricky ran back into the room carrying Roxanne's overnight bag. He immediately went to Julie and fell to his knees. He kissed her feet and said, "Mistress here is the bag you asked for."

Julie leaned over and patted Ricky on the head, "Very good Footboy." She pointed to a spot on the bed on the other side of me. "Footboy sit on the bed!"

Ricky complied immediately.

Julie picked up the bag and handed it to Roxanne. "Here are your things Roxie."

"Thanks Jules." Roxanne opened the bag and took out my chastity cage.

Sandra handed Roxanne the bottle of lotion. "Here Roxie, it makes it easier for him."

My wife took the bottle of lotion from Sandra and poured some onto my cock and balls.

She passed the bottle back to Sandra. As she started rubbing the lotion in she said, "Control yourself Peewee. I will be very unhappy if you spurt right now."

I focused my attention and tried to think of anything other than sex. I breathed a sigh of relief when Roxanne snapped my cage into place and closed the lock. I am not sure I know why, but it would have been very humiliating for me to have ejaculated while Roxanne was putting on my cage.

Julie and Sandra finished locking up Stevie and Ricky's cages at about the same time that Roxanne finished locking mine.

All three of our wives took out new gold necklaces. Sandra smiled at Stevie as she attached the key to his cage to her necklace. "Look at the presents that you bought for us today baby. Aren't they nice? All of us thought it was really wicked when we saw Mistress Roxanne wearing the key to her husbands chastity belt around her neck at Baxters last Thursday night."

Julie and Roxanne each attached our keys to their own necklaces. When they were done, all three of our wives handed us their gold chains and turned around.

Julie laughed as she said, "Put these on for us cuckboys."

As we fastened the clasps on the girl's necklaces Jamister smiled and said, "Well cuckboys, It looks like your wives now belong to us for the rest of the evening." I noticed a different, more dominant tone to his voice.

Sandra stood up, walked over to Jamister and kissed him on the lips. As she kissed her lover she stared at her husband and said, "Baby I have been looking forward to this all week. I can't wait to feel that big cock of yours inside my pussy."

It was clear to me that the game was now in full swing.

Julie went over to her dresser. She took a bag out from the top drawer and opened it. As she opened it she said, "Guess what. We bought new outfits for you today boys."

She handed each of us a pair of pink crotchless panties. There were large lace ruffles all over them. The ruffles almost made them look like small skirts.

Sandra giggled. "Go on cuckboys, put them on. We can't wait to see how cute you look in these."

I stepped into mine and pulled them up. My caged penis easily slipped through the slit in the crotch. This was very creative. We were wearing women's panties, but they did not conceal our chastity cages. It was the basis for a very humiliating outfit.

Julie went back to the bag. She handed each of us a white tee shirt. As I slipped mine on I realized that it was a crop top designed for a teen age girl. It was at least two sizes too small so it was a very tight fit.

Julie looked at us and nodded in approval. "No one will be mistaking the three of you for men at tonights dinner."

Sandra smiled. We have one more item to add. She went to her dresser and came back with a dog collar. As she placed it around Stevie's neck she said, "It's important that everyone knows who you belong to tonight."

Julie was putting a similar collar on Ricky. At the same time Roxanne took my collar out of the overnight bag and put it on me.

Sandra looked at the clock next to the bed. "Oh dear, look at the time. Its 6:45. The dinner party is scheduled to start at 7:00. Sissyboy and Footboy you know what your duties are. Peewee take Mr. Mathews and Mr. Carter over to Mistress Brenda's house and get them each a cocktail."

As we all started to leave the bedroom Sandra picked up a horsewhip that was on the top of her dresser. "Cuckboys we expect you to be very attentive to the needs of our guests tonight. If you are not, be assured that you will be severely punished."

Jamister, Aaron and I walked out the glass doors and on to the patio. I followed them as they led the way to Brenda's house. Even though I was supposed to be guiding Jamister and Aaron, we all knew that they were really guiding me.

As we walked along Jamister said, "Peewee, you understand that for the next several hours were going to treat you like a slave."

I smiled. "I know. Don't worry, its going to be just as fun for me as it is for you."

Jamister nodded. "Good, I just want to be sure you understand that Aaron and I both really like you. I feel like we are already becoming good friends. I don't want tonight to get in the way of that."

"Thankyou, its nice of you to say that. I feel the same way." I smiled at Jamister and Aaron. "Like I said, don't worry about me. I'm having a good time. This is stacking up as a pretty wonderful day."

Jamister laughed. "We think it is to buddy."

When we got to Brenda's patio Jamister opened the door and said, "after you my friend."

I stood still for a moment. I was offering to let Aaron go first, but he also motioned for me to go through. It was a tiny gesture, but an important one. They were both telling me that they understood that we were doing nothing more this evening than acting out a fantasy.

As I thought about that I laughed to myself. It wasn't quite a fantasy. Another man was going to be fucking my wife this evening, Still it was being done for everyone's pleasure.

Brenda was waiting for us in the living room when we came in. She walked right up to me and kissed my cheek. "Welcome to our house Peewee. All of us are so excited that you and Roxanne are joining us tonight."

Maddie came out of the kitchen. "Hi Peewee." She also walked up to me and kissed me. As she kissed me she said, "I can't wait to feel your cute little tongue in my ass."

"Maddie, give the little guy a moment to get aclimated before you start tormenting him."

I turned. It was April. She was just coming out of what appeared to be the dining room. Mark was following her. Mark was dressed in an outfit similar to mine.

She smiled at me. "Hi Peewee. You sure made a hit with our boys today. You are apparently a wonderful golf partner."

I smiled back at April. "Thankyou April I had fun to." I nodded to Mark, "It was a good game wasn't it Mark?"

Suddenly everyone got quiet. Brenda tapped my shoulder and said. "Peewee honey tonight we only use cuck names. Bobby will be addressed only as pussyboy, Mark will be addressed only as wimpboy. You of course are Peewee. Stevie is Sissyboy and Ricky is Footboy. All women are to be addressed with the title, Mistress. All studs will be addressed as sir or Mr.."

I turned. "Mistress Brenda, please forgive me. I am just learning how to behave here."

Brenda patted my ass. "It's okay Peewee, just don't do it again." She paused. Her expression became very stern. "If you do we will ask Mistress Roxanne to whip you while we watch."

Bobby and Jamal walked out of the kitchen. Bobby was dressed exactly like Stevie, Ricky, Mark and I. It was clearly the cuck uniform for the evening.

Jamal was dressed in a nice silk shirt and dark slacks. He was not a cuck.

They both smiled and waved when they saw me. As he waved, Bobby said, "Hi Peewee. Welcome to our humble home."

I smiled back and said, "Hi pussyboy, Hello Mr. Wright."

Jamal nodded to me and said, "Hey Peewee, I'm glad your here tonight. I think were going to have a good time."

Bobby laughed. "What are you talking about. You and Maddie would be doing the same thing whether were having a party or not."

Jamal shrugged. "I guess your right." Then he grinned at us. "But the service is going to be really good around here tonight."

Bobby Mark and I all started laughing.

"Hey if the service is supposed to be so good around here, why is it that Aaron, Jamal and I don't have a take in our hands?" We all turned. Jamister was looking at us with a great big grin on his face.

Brenda looked at me. "Peewee, you are neglecting our men. Please see if Mr. Mathews, Mr. Carter and Mr. Wright would like a cocktail." She paused and stared at me. "I do not want to hear that any of our dates have had to ask for a cocktail for the rest of the evening. I expect you to anticipate their needs. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress Brenda. It's very clear."

"Very good." She turned to Mark. "Wimpboy, would you please show Peewee where the bar is located. He is going to be in charge of serving takes tonight."

Mark bowed and said, "Yes Mistress Brenda. Right away."

As he turned Brenda added, "Wimpboy I also want you to teach him how to properly serve takes and appetizers to a man or a lady."

Mark nodded. "I will teach him everything Mistress."

Brenda smiled. "I am sure you will Wimpboy."

"Peewee, come with me, the bar is over here." As we walked over he said, "most of the men take scotch, bourbon or beer. One or two might take martini's. You will want to be sure to ask all of them how much ice they like in their takes." He turned. "The glasses are back here and you should use one of these serving trays over here. In this house you must always use a tray when you serve a take to a man."

I nodded. "I can do this."

Mark smiled. "I am sure you can." He paused. "There is one other thing. When you first approach a man you are expected to curtsy prior to addressing him."

I looked at Mark. "Curtsy? Isn't that how girls show respect?"

Mark nodded. "Yes it is."

I smiled. "Okay, show me."

Mark bent his knees and did a slight bow. It was a very feminine gesture. It was slowly becoming clear to me that I was going to have a very humiliating job tonight.

Mark looked at me. "Do you understand how to do it?"

"Yes."

"Good, go get takes for the men who are here. Start with Jamister he will help you if you make a mistake. Do Jamal last. Maddie loves seeing us get punished. Jamal loves Maddie. He likes to make her happy. He's a good guy, he'll be fair, but he will demand perfection."

I shook my head and took a deep breath. "Thanks Mark."

Mark shook his head. "No Peewee, tonight I am wimpboy. Do not forget that."

I walked up to Jamister. He was talking with Aaron and Jamal. I politely curtsied and said, "Mr. Mathews may I get you a cocktail?"

He looked at me and said, "Yes Peewee, that would be very nice. I would like three ounces of Johnny Walker Black with two ice cubes."

Jamister was being very specific about what he wanted, He was indeed giving me a break.

I turned to Aaron and curtsied. "Mr. Carter would you like a cocktail."

He also smiled and said, "Give me three ounces of Jack Daniels with two ice cubes."

I curtsied again. "Right away sir."

I knew that my real test was coming next. I turned to Jamal and curtsied. "Mr Wright can I bring you a cocktail?"

"Yeah Peewee, bring some scotch."

"How do you take it sir?"

"On the rocks."

"How much ice would you like sir?"

"Two cubes will be just right."

"Yes sir. I will get your take right away sir."

I curtsied and turned to leave. As I was walking away Jamal said, "Peewee, you did a good job."

I stopped and turned. "Thankyou sir."

As I was standing at the bar making the takes for the men, the patio door opened. I looked up. Sandra, Julie and Roxanne walked in. They were gorgeous.

Sandra and Julie came in first.

Sandra walked right over to Jamister, leaned over and kissed him.

Jamister laughed and said, "Sandra you are gorgeous tonight."

Julie walked over to Aaron. "Baby, How do you like my outfit?"

Aaron pulled Julie onto his lap and cupped her breast. "Lets skip dinnner and go to the playpen right now."

Julie rubbed his crotch and said, "No baby I want you nice and worked up before we start to play." She kissed his cheek, "but once we start to play I am going to make you the happiest man in the world."

Roxanne followed them threw the door. I had never seen her look this beautiful.

She walked right over to me. "How do I look Peewee? Do you think Brett will find me attractive?"

I smiled. "Mistress Roxanne you are gorgeous tonight. Brett is the luckiest man in the world."

She giggled. "Are you jealous of him?"

I nodded. "Yes Mistress, I am."

She laughed. "Good, you should be."

"Well don't the three of you look gorgeous."

It was Brenda. she had changed into a low cut cocktail dress that exposed her gorgeous breasts everytime she leaned over.

The front of her dress was also almost indecently short and as I watched her move, I was pretty sure she didn't have any underwear on

"You look pretty hot yourself Bren."

I turned. It was April. She was leaning against the couch. She had also changed clothes.

April was the queen of the sultry look and she was demonstrating that tonight. Her date was going to be a very happy man.

"Damn!"

I turned, Jamal was staring at the other side of the room.

I turned to look. My jaw nearly hit the floor.

"Do you like my outfit baby. you have been working so hard at the hospital that I wanted to look especially hot for you tonight."

It was of course Maddie. She was wearing a net body stocking and a pair of panties. That was all. I have to say that she did look incredibly sexy.

She walked across the room and sat down on Jamal's lap. "I hope your not too tired to play tonight sweetheart."

He laughed. "Well if I was, I guarantee that I just woke up."

As I was serving the men their takes; Stevie, Bobby and Ricky walked in carrying several covered pans. This was obviously tonights dinner. Apparently Stevie had prepared it in Sandra' and Julie's kitchen and they were now bringing it over to Brenda, April and Maddie's kitchen.

As they were carrying the food into the house the doorbell rang.

Brenda turned. "Wimpboy, please answer the door. I believe the rest of our guests are arriving."

As I watched Mark walking to the front door in his pink crotchless panties, chastity cage, white crop top tee shirt and dog collar, I thought to myself that I hoped it wasn't the Fed Ex man.

He opened the door. It wasn't the Fed Ex man. It was actually three men. All of them were tall and handsome.

One of them was very tall. He must have stood at least 6'6". I assumed that he was April's date, Mike Turner. If you remember the conversation at golf this morning, it was mentioned that April had a thing for big men.

One of the men was quite young. I guessed that he was just barely twenty-one. This had to be Jimmy Wheeler. He was Brenda's date. Brenda liked college guys.

That meant that the third man was Brett Ryman. He was Roxanne's date. I smiled to myself. Roxanne was going to be very happy. Brett was her kind of guy. He stood about 6'2" with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His tight knit shirt showed off his muscular chest and large biceps. Brett was obviously a regular visitor to the gym.

Brenda walked over to the door. "Hi guys, come in."

As they walked in she kissed Jimmy on the cheek and said, "Hi baby, I'm glad you could make it."

Jimmy smiled. "So am I." He stopped and looked at Brenda. "Brenda you look gorgeous tonight. That dress is really sexy."

Brenda giggled. "I thought you might enjoy taking it off a little later tonight."

"I can't wait."

Brenda turned to the kitchen. "April, Mike's here. Pussyboy come say hello to Mr. Wheeler."

She turned to Brett. "Hello Brett. Thankyou for coming tonight."

Brett smiled at Brenda. "Thanks for inviting me Brenda. You guys throw the best dinner parties in town."

Brenda took Bretts hand. "Come meet your date for tonight."

Roxanne was standing a few feet away.

Brett Ryman, I would like you to meet Roxanne Mitchell. Roxanne this is Brett."

Brett looked at my wife. "Julie said you were pretty, but that's an understatement. Roxanne you are absolutely stunning."

Roxanne blushed. "Thankyou kind sir."

Brenda turned to me. "Brett this is Roxanne's husband Peewee."

Brett looked at me and smiled. "Hi Peewee. You have a gorgeous wife. I am sure that I will enjoy her company this evening."

Brenda looked at me. "Peewee bow to Mr. Ryman and thank him for complimenting your wife."

I curtsied and said, "Thankyou sir for the nice things you said about my Mistress."

Brenda looked at Brett. "Please excuse Peewee. He is new to this. He is just learning how to properly show respect to a man."

Brett nodded. "It's quite alright Peewee. I'm a very tolerant guy."

Brenda took Roxanne's hand and put it into Brett's. "Roxie why don't you take Brett outside and show him the patio. You have a few minutes before we all sit down in the parlor. It will give the two of you a chance to get acquainted."

Roxanne smiled at Brett and said, "Come with me."

As they walked towards the patio door I called to Brett. "Mr. Ryman, may I bring you a cocktail."

He turned. "That would be very nice Peewee, I like scotch on the rocks. Three cubes. Be generous when you pour the whiskey."

"Yes sir. I will bring your take to the patio."

As I was making Brett's take, Bobby and April came out of the kitchen.

April walked up to Mike, kissed his cheek and said, "Hi honey, how are you tonight."

Mike smiled. "I am doing very well now that I am with you." He stopped and looked at April. "You look beautiful tonight."

April blushed. "Thankyou I bought this outfit yesterday so I could wear it for you tonight."

"It's really sexy."

"That's what I was hoping you would think."

Mike took April in his arms and kissed her. It was a long passionate kiss.

When they were done April took a moment to catch her breath then turned to her husband. "Wimpboy say hello to Mr. Turner."

Mark Curtsied and said, "Hello Mr. Turner, its nice to see you again."

Mike smiled at Mark. "Thanks wimpboy its nice to see you to."

I finished making Brett's take. As I put it on a tray I noticed that Bobby was greeting his wife's date.

I watched as I carried Brett's take across the living room. Bobby curtsied to the much younger man and said, "Hello Mr. Wheeler. I am so pleased that you could be here tonight sir."

I turned and opened the patio door. As I stepped through I stopped. "Brett and my wife were locked in a passionate embrace. Brett's right hand was under Roxanne's short tee shirt. Roxanne had unzipped Brett's pants. She had his erect penis in her right hand."

I panicked. I didn't really know what to do. I took a deep breath to try to calm myself. I wasn't upset. I knew this was going to happen. Still I was a bit disconcerted. I was supposed to serve a take and I had walked in on a rather intimate moment.

I decided that my best course of action was blunder my way through. I swallowed hard, curtsied and said, "Your cocktail sir."

Both Brett and Roxanne turned. Roxanne stared at me for a moment then smiled. "Set Mr. Ryman's take on the table Peewee."

I set the take down. I wasn't sure what to do next.

After a moment Roxanne said, "You may go now Peewee. My man And I are busy. We will not require your sevices until a little later."

I turned to leave. As I opened the patio door I heard Roxanne ask Brett, "Where were we?'

Brett answered, "I think you were about to give me a blowjob."

Roxanne giggled and said, "what a delightful idea."

I went back into the house. I wanted to look back to see what Roxanne and Brett were doing, but I didn't dare. I assumed that my wife was now on her knees in front of her date. Knowing Roxanne, I was fairly certain that she already had Brett's cock in her mouth.

As I stepped into the living room I was wondering just how big he was. I smiled to myself. Being a cuckold is kind of strange. I found myself hoping that he was really big. I knew Roxanne would enjoy that.

Suddenly I realized that Ricky was talking to me. "Peewee, If you don't want to be whipped you need to get some takes served quickly."

That brought me to my senses. I had work to do. I quickly ran around taking take orders. I can be very efficient when I need to. It wasn't long before I was caught up.

Sandra walked up to me as I was standing at the bar opening a bottle of pinot grigio. "Peewee, where did your Mistress and Mr. Ryman disappear to?"

I smiled at her. "When I last saw them they were on the patio. I believe that Mistress Roxanne was about to give Mr. Ryman a blow job."

Sandra looked at me for a moment then she smiled and said, "Well it's good that they found a common interest." She paused and looked at me. "Are you enjoying this Peewee?"

I smiled. "Yes Mistress Sandra. I am enjoying this very much."

Sandra nodded. "Good, Stevie really likes you. So do all the other guys. We really like Roxanne to. Were all hoping that the two you become good friends with us."

"Thankyou Mistress. I think that Mistress Roxanne and I would both really like that."

Suddenly the patio door opened. Roxanne and Brett walked in. Brett was zipping up his pants.

Roxanne walked directly to me. She was grinning, but she was keeping her mouth tightly closed.

Sandra laughed. "Hey everyone, I think we are about to have the first creamy kiss of the evening."

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at us.

Roxanne grabbed my head and pulled my lips to her lips. As we kissed she opened her mouth and passed a large glob of semen into my mouth.

When she was done she looked at me and said, "Swallow it Baby. Swallow all of it."

Everyone in the room clapped and cheered as I swallowed Brett's cum.

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Brett and Roxanne decided to take a tour of the house. As they walked across the living room I noticed that Roxanne was holding Brett's hand.

I had a few minutes so I decided to clean up the bar. As I was working, Bobby tapped me on the shoulder. "Stevie needs you in the kitchen. I'll cover the bar for a few minutes."

I went into the kitchen. Stevie and Ricky were standing by the sink. Stevie smiled at me and said, "How are you doing Willie?"

I looked at him. "Aren't you taking a risk calling me that?"

"No were in the kitchen. This is our space. The rules don't apply here. If our wives come in we can interact normally with them here. The studs aren't allowed in here." He paused. "Sometimes we make an exception for Jamister, but he's the only one."

"So this is a little area of sanity."

Ricky laughed."It sure is."

Stevie went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Heineken Beer. He opened it and handed it to me."Here, Roxanne told Sandra that you're a beer guy."

I took the bottle. "Are you sure this is okay."

Ricky picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip. "This is our space. Yes it's okay."

I took a big swallow of beer. It tasted really good. "What's the chance that I can get one of these for Roxanne? She would really like it. It's her favorite brand. The only beer in the bar is American."

"We have a 12 pack in the back refrigerator and another 12 pack in the basement. You can certainly put a few bottles in the bar."

Stevie turned to Ricky. "Why don't you go tell Roxanne that we need to see her in the kitchen. Bring Julie to, that way Julie will make sure she understands the rules in here."

Ricky left.

"So Willie are you having a good time?"

"Yes I really am. Are you?"

Stevie laughed. "My friend I lead an absolutely magnificent life. Yes I am enjoying myself. I have the greatest wife in the world and I love being a cuckold."

"I kind of thought so."

"Hi baby."

We turned. It was Sandra. Ricky, Julie and Roxanne were following her.

"I heard that there was going to be a meeting in the kitchen. I didn't want to miss it for anything." She walked up to Stevie and kissed him. "Jamister's fun, but I miss being with you sweetie."

"You won't feel that way later tonight when you have that big cock of his in your mouth."

Sandra giggled. "You know me way to well."

They both started laughing.

Roxanne walked up to me. "Hi baby, Ricky said you wanted to see me."

Ricky went to the refrigerator and took out another Heineken. "Willie thought you might like one of these."

Roxanne looked at the beer. "This is my favorite. Thankyou footboy."

Julie said, "Roxie, you can call him Ricky in here. This is the kitchen. This is the cucks world."

Roxanne smiled and said, "Thankyou Ricky."

He smiled back. "Your welcome Roxanne, would you like a glass?"

She smiled. "No thankyou, the bottle is just fine. Peewee and I are pretty simple people." She stopped and looked at me. "I mean Willie. Sorry sweetheart, it gets to be a habit."

I nodded. "I understand. It's okay."

She held up her beer. "Where did this come from?"

Stevie laughed. "Its from our private cuck stock."

Julie smiled. "On date nights, our boys get whatever they want in the kitchen." She had her arm around Ricky.

Sandra laughed. "Ricky and Stevie buy everything. I am pretty sure that the food and wine in the kitchen is alot better than the food and wine being served out there."

Stevie shook his head. "Now now, you guys are getting nothing but the best."

Sandra hugged him. "I know baby, I just love teasing you."

Stevie kissed her cheek. "I'll bet jamister is getting lonely. Isn't it about time to move into the parlor?"

Sandra nodded. "Come on girls, we had better get back to our dates."

Julie and Sandra went out the kitchen door. Roxanne stayed behind for a moment.

She put her arms around me and hugged me. "Baby, are you having a good time?"

I smiled. "Yes, this is a submissive cuckolds fantasy come true."

Roxanne laughed. "Sweetheart it sure is a good thing that we found each other."

"How do you like Brett?"

"Oh honey he's really handsome." She paused. "He's a really nice guy to. I am having alot of fun just talking to him." She sighed. "And he has a really big cock."

"Do you like him as much as you like Pete?"

Roxanne looked at me for a minute, then she said, "Yes I think I do." She paused. "But neither of them are anywhere near as much fun as you. Willie you're my baby." She kissed me. "You always will be. I love partying with other guys, but your sweet little body will always be my favorite."

She kissed me on the lips. "But not for the rest of tonight. Tonight we are playing our game. Tonight I belong to Brett. Tonight Brett's my baby and you are going to have to watch as we enjoy each other." She reached under my tee shirt and grabbed my nipple. As she twisted it she said, "Tonight I want you to suffer."

Roxanne stepped back from me "Thanks for the beer Peeeeeeweeeeee. Now I'm going back to my stud lover. I can't wait to get his big hard cock into my mouth again."

Roxanne turned and walked out the door. After she left Stevie looked at me. "Willie she really loves you."

I smiled at him, "Yeah I know. It's really nice."

Ricky grabbed my arm. "Come with me Willie. They're moving into the parlor right now.

We walked through the dining room and living room. As we crossed the living room Ricky explained, "This house is really a small mansion. There are lots of rooms. We call the one we are going to the parlor. It's kind of a cozy living room. We use it for both date nights and family meetings. We added another love seat just for you and Roxanne."

We went through a door on the otherside of the living room. Suddenly I found myself in a room that might have been part of a country estate in an Agatha Christie Mystery.

The woodwork was all dark mahagony. The floor was covered by a large oriental rug. The windows were drapped with plush red velvet curtains. At one end of the room a small fire was burning in a large mahogony paneled fire place.

There were six dark brown leather love seats arranged in a circle around the fireplace. Each of these love seats was currently occupied by one of our wives and her date for the evening.

I noticed that all of the cucks were also in the room. The session in the parlor was apparently a command performance.

Roxanne and Brett were sitting together to my right. Roxanne had her shoes off. Her legs were curled under her. She was snuggled tightly against Brett with her arm around his shoulders.

There was a look of admiration in her eyes as she listened to him entertaining everyone with a very funny story about the traffic jams in Boston.

Pangs of jealousy immediately shot through me. Anyone who has ever been a cuckold will tell you that watching your wife being fucked by another man is exciting. Watching her flirt with him and fawn over him is painful.

This was obviously the intended purpose of the parlor session. Our wives were torturing us. At this moment they were making it clear to us that tonight they belonged to other men.

Jamister started telling a similar story about the traffic in New York City. As he was telling the story Brett lifted my wife's short top up and exposed her large breasts to everyone in the room.

I suspected that Brett was getting a little thrill out of exposing my wife's breasts to the five other men at the party. Roxanne is quite an exhibitionist. I was pretty certain that she was also getting a thrill out of being exposed to the other men.

I looked around the parlor. Brenda was sittiing next to Jimmy Wheeler. He had his arm around her. She was massaging his crotch. Bobby was not too far from me. He was watching his wife.

Sandra was sitting on Jamister's lap. She had her arms around his neck. Jamister had his hand under Sandra's top. Sandra was giggling. I noticed that Stevie was standing on the other side of the room. His eyes were fixed on his wife and his friend as they played with each other.

Julie was snuggled up next to Aaron. He had pulled her flimsy skirt up around her waist and had his hands inside her panties. Ricky was kneeling at his wife's feet. As I watched the three of them I thought to myself that Ricky was probably the most submissive of all of us.

April was sitting on Mike's lap. Mike is a big man. His powerful arms were wrapped around Mark's wife. She was snuggled up with her cheek pressed against his massive chest. Her eyes were closed. She was obviously enjoying the blanketing embrace of her brawny lovers muscular body.

Mark was helping me serve takes. I watched as he respectfully approached his wife and her lover. He carefully curtsied and asked, "Mr. Turner may I get you or Mistress April another take?"

Mike stared at Mark while he slipped his hand inside April's blouse and cupped her breast. As he fondled her nipple he smiled at Mark and said, "Yes wimpboy, that would be very nice. I would love another beer and you can bring your wife another glass of pinot grigio."

Mark curtsied again. "Very good sir. I will get your takes right away."

As Mark left April made a big show of kissing Mike on the lips.

I looked over at Jamal and Maddie. Jamal had his arm around Maddie. Her head was snuggled up to his chest. They were oblivious to the teasing and taunting that was going on in the room. They were totally absorbed with each other. They were there because these people were their friends. When dinner was over and the real sex began, it was clear that they would go off by themselves and make quiet, passionate love.

The party in the parlor went on for another twenty minutes. I call it a party because it kind of resemred the usual cocktail segment of a normal dinner party. Our wives and their men chatted and made jokes while they sipped a variety of takes.

There was, of course, a glaring difference. The atmosphere at this party was permeated with sex. While they talked, all six of the couples were touching, teasing and fondling each other. It was like an hour of delicious foreplay.

The other obvious difference was that your normal dinner party was not usually staffed with slaves.

As I thought about that, I realized that we were not just slaves. We were eunuchs. That was the purpose of our chastity cages. They were a form of temporary castration. When our wives snapped those plastic cases into place we surrendered our manhood.

This was the reamister that they so enjoyed wearing the keys to our chastity cages as jewelry. They were wearing our manhood around their necks while they played with their studs. It was a display of incredible power.

As I considered this I realized that I had an overwhelming desire to go over to Roxanne, drop to my knees and kiss her feet. I loved surrendering power to this woman I adored. I wanted to be her obedient "eunuch". As I watched my wife play with her stallion, I fully understood that I was not only willing, I was eager to let her control my manhood.

Bobby tapped me on the shoulder. "Peewee, come into the kitchen with me."

As we were leaving the parlor, Sandra stood up and turned to everyone. "Why don't we adjourn to the dining room. It's time for the cucks to serve us our dinner."

I followed Bobby into the kitchen. Two places were set at the kitchen table.

Bobby pointed to a chair and said, "Peewee, sit down. You and I will be the first two to eat." As I sat down Bobby explained, "During dinner we will work in pairs. You and I are going to work as a team. Ricky and Mark will be the other team. Stevie will supervise the kitchen and eat when he has the opportunity. Ricky and Mark will serve our wives and their men while you and I eat. When we are done eating we will switch places. We will do this for each course of the meal.

Bobby brought each of us a bowl of lobster bisque. It was wonderful. As soon as we were finished Bobby stood up and said, "Lets go to work so that Mark and Ricky can have some soup."

We walked into the dining room. Everyone was eating soup and chatting. I looked at my wife. Her attention was completely focused on Brett.

As soon as Sandra saw me she called to me, "Peewee we l need more wine. Open two more bottles of the chardonnay."

I got busy.

The system was a good one. By working as a pair we were able to keep up with the needs of our Mistresses and their men. It also gave us an opportunity to occasionally relax and enjoy the evening. From time to time Stevie would join us when it was our turn to sit at the table.

His dinner was excellent. The second course was a delicious ceasar salad. It was followed by an outstanding beef stroganoff. Dessert was a creme broulet. Stevie was an outstanding cook.

When our wives and their men were finished with their dessert Brenda stood and said, "Lets adjourn to the parlor for coffee." She turned to her husband. "Pussyboy clear the table." She looked at me. "Peewee, Set up a coffee service in the parlor."

I went to the kitchen. "Stevie they are moving back into the parlor. Brenda wants me to serve coffee."

Stevie nodded. "The coffee is ready. It's over there." He pointed to two coffee makers on the counter. "The tray is next to the pots."

I looked. There was a sugar bowl and cream pitcher on the tray.

"Use the insulated carafes next to the tray. The cream is in the refrigerator. The sugar bowl is full. You will find cups and saucers in the cupboard over the coffee pots."

I started to fill the coffee carafes.

Stevie turned to Mark and Ricky. "Mark, help Willie in the parlor. Ricky help Bobby clear the table and load the dishwasher. Mark they are going to want cognac with their coffee. Bring a bottle from the bar. We will also need 12 glasses. Ricky, make sure we have at least four bottles of champagne on ice. When they are done with their coffee they will want champagne." He turned to me. "That's when things will start to get wild."

As I was picking up the tray to carry it to the parlor Stevie said, "Willie remember your manners. It's after dinner. Playtime is starting. They will be looking for excuses to punish you."

As I was carrying the coffee tray to the parlor, I thought about Stevie's warning. I was starting to get excited.

When I entered the parlor I realized immediately that the mood of the party was changing. Our wivesand their dates were back on their loveseats, only now the sex was becoming much more overt.

Sandra already had her top off. She was massaging Jamister's crotch. Julie and Aaron were locked in a passionate kiss. So were April and Mike. Brenda was laying against Jimmy's chest. Her dress was open, her large breasts were fully exposed. He was fondling her nipple.

As I set the coffee tray down I looked at Brett and Roxanne. Roxanne was laying against Brett. Her top was again pulled up over her breasts. Brett was fondling her nipple. Roxanne was staring at me. When she noticed that I was looking at her she lasciviously licked her lips and smiled at me.

Maddie and Jamal were still snuggled against each other. I got the impression that they were now here as spectators.

I started taking coffee orders. I began with Sandra and Jamister. I walked up to them, curtsied politely and said "Mr. Mathews may I get some coffee for you and your lady?"

Jamister smiled, "Thankyou Peewee, I take mine black, Sandra takes hers with cream."

I prepared their coffees and put them on a small tray. When I served them I again curtsied politely and set the cups on the table next to them. As I turned to leave Sandra said, "That was nicely done Peewee."

I turned, curtsied again and said, "Thankyou Mistress Sandra." Oddly, I felt very proud. As I turned to Julie and Aaron to get their coffee order I realized that I enjoyed being a slave for these women.

As I was serving Julie and Aaron their coffee, Mark came in with a tray filled with glasses of cognac. He went right to Sandra and Jamister and curtsied. "Mr. Mathews, would you and Mistress sandra like some cognac?' Jamister nodded and Mark set two glasses next to their coffee.

Mark and I continued to serve each couple in that manner. When I got to Roxanne and Brett I curtsied, but before I could ask them if they would like coffee Roxanne smiled at me, kissed Brett on the cheek and said, "Baby, look at my husband. Isn't he just about the cutest little pussywimp that you have ever seen?"

Brett smiled at me while he softly twisted my wife's nipple in his finger tips. "Roxie, he is cute. I love his pink panties." He stopped. "I really like the fact that you have his little dick locked in a plastic cage." He leaned over and kissed her. "It makes me feel good to know that the only cock you'll be playing with tonight is mine."

Roxanne started laughing. "Honey, it wouldn't matter if that little clittie of his was locked up or not. Your big hard cock is the only one I am going to be playing with tonight." She leaned over and kissed Bretts cheek. "I can't wait to feel it inside my pussy."

Roxanne turned back to me. "Peewee, are you going to get some coffee for my man and me or do I have to teach you some manners with my horsewhip?"

Brett slid his hand down to my wife's crotch, parted the her thighs and started to massage her cunt. "I would love to watch that."

Roxanne kissed Brett on the lips. "If my little wimp husband doesn't get his ass in gear and get us some coffee, you are going to get your show."

At that moment, I was as sexually excited as I have ever been in my life. I cannot even begin to explain it, but I loved being a slave for Roxanne and Brett.

I curtsied again. Mr. Ryman can I get some coffee for you and your lady?"

Brett looked at me and grinned. "My lady. I like that." He turned to Roxanne. "Sweetheart, would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Roxanne smiled. "Yes dear. I would love some. I take mine with a little cream." She looked at me. "But you already knew that didn't you Peewee."

I bowed my head. "Yes Mistress." I looked up at Brett. "Mr. Ryman, how would you like your coffee?"

"I take mine black Peewee."

I curtsied again. "Thankyou sir. I will get your coffee right away."

As I walked away, both Roxanne and Brett were giggling.