cuckolding gone wrong

Timmy,
This is really becoming a bit of an epic. Layer upon layer and good with it. I still love the way you jump characters and emotions and create little shocks. I didn't see Lucy coming (but I hope to soon!). Nicely done, all of it. Thanks for still taking the time to write it.

Timmy,

I am enjoying your story very much. it has a very good flow to it and you keep bringing back people I have forgot about. keep up the good work and thanks.

sallyann

Thanks for keeping it going Timmy, despite being busy! Pain in the butt when real life intrudes, right?
I'm really enjoying the depth of the characters you've created, they have definitely taken on a life of their own, which is one mark of a good tale. Another is a good, twisty plot, with unexpected little turns and surprises thrown in, and you've got that down pat. Nice work, we all keep looking for more!

Thanks Sally, c41, peak and storm for your comments and encouragement.

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Around seven I was getting hungry and I set off to the Sixth Street bar. As I walked in I saw Cindy and Roz sitting alone at a table in the back. It almost looked like they were waiting for me. They waved me over and greeted me with a hug and peck on the cheek.

“Come join us – our treat tonight. We want to hear all the dirt about Red and you.”

When the waitress came over I ordered a bimister burger rare – no bun, with a side salad and a Yuengling. The ladies had ordered just a few minutes ago and she promised to bring all the food out together.

“Peter quit stalling, are you really just dating Red?”

“Yes ladies that is true. It was my idea. I thought if we started fresh like any vanilla couple and worked on that for a while we hopefully could get past Red’s issues. She would have a chance to develop some trust – I really think that that is the main problem – and we can go from there. The kinky games can follow as a natural progression of our relationship. I love her dearly and hope that this will work. We had a great time yesterday going to dinner and dancing and today we went for a walk in the park.”

“I know you know and just want to hear it from me but no we did not relax together. The lady told me that she would kiss but never relax with a guy on the first date and I respected that.”

They both looked at each other and Cindy said “I’ll be damned, that matches what Red told us this afternoon”.

“Did she also tell you that she had wanted me to push the issue but was happy in the morning that I hadn’t?”

“No she left that out. Don’t worry Peter, we won’t tell her that you told us. We think that you may be on the right track and we are rooting for you..”

At that point our food arrived and sat and ate mostly silent.

“Cindy, I’ve decided that I would like to look at some of those apartments in the high rises. Can you please set it up with your friend?”

“Sure thing Peter, be glad too. If you take one, it will make that much easier on him. With me vouching for you, he knows that he doesn’t have to worry about the place.”

“So when are you guys heading south?”.

“Not sure yet, waiting to hear from Red. She thought she would have confirmations for appointments with the shrink by tomorrow afternoon. It pretty much depends on those.”

“So Peter, are you ready for a bit of fun of games at my place? You know kiss some feet and work your way up. Roz hasn’t had chance to try that great tongue of yours. You know, fill your need to be dominated now that you and Red have gone “vanilla”. Could be a lot of fun. I promise no strap on for you but if you are good slave, we might let you watch as Roz and I do each other.”

I laughed. “Tempting but I honestly don’t feel the need at the moment. Besides, while neither Red or I have talked about “exclusive”, I’m still firmly committed to her. Sorry. Nothing against you and I did enjoy the sessions with you, but I have a feeling that I might get all the kink I can handle when we get down south. Red was talking about a special “engagement party” for Pam and Chuck between Christmas and New Years.”

Oh, Red didn’t say anything to us about that. So you think they will really make it as a couple?”

From what I saw over Thanksgiving, Chuck is head over heel in love with Pam and will just about do anything for her. We had a few conversations and I laid out my philosophy about a FemDomme relationship to them. I told them that it needed to be nurtured and has to be based on love, respect and trust if it will work. Also pointed out that they had a couple of great role models. Based on what Red told me later, Pam re-assessed how she was treating Chuck and they seemed to be really OK.”

It will be interesting to see once I get down there. I really like Red’s family. They are quite unique.”

We talked a bit more about all sorts of other stuff and by ten I was back at my place and ready to go to bed.

Monday Morning, I called Karl into my office and told him that as of January 1st he was VP Production and Sales and that was responsible for finding a replacement for himself. I also told him that part of the deal was the three percent ownership per year just like I had offered Ted.
“Karl, settle down. This is going to be heard job, especially the sales end. You are the guy with the knowledge. You need to convince the army that we can do the modifications they want at no extra cost to them. We need to keep that contract in order to survive. Once we have it, I want you to come up with ideas where and how we can peddle our expertise in order to diversify. I don’t want to depend on the army contract. We need to spread our wings so to speak.”

Karl smiled, “I think I can do that. We have a certain expertise that I think is ideal for the guys I’m thinking of. There is a group here in town, most of them class mates or they graduated a year or two ahead of me. Anyway, they design all sorts of funky control systems for different applications. They are always looking for some company to build proto types or trial series, you know like maybe a hundred pieces. Stuff like that. Why don’t I put something together between now and the beginning of January, sort of a sales presentation, similar to what you did with the army except this time we tout our services as opposed to a product. I’ll send it to you and you can go over it, tweak it and stuff and I’ll set up a meeting for early January with these guys. They know, that for small runs like this, they’ll have to pay big bucks. If the thing works, we can compete for the job if we think we can handle it or go on to the next small project. Maybe ask for first refusal when it comes to large production runs.”

“I like it Karl, go for it. I sure was lucky when I ran into you at Sixth Street. By the way, I was there last night. Looked for you.”

“New girl friend, for the moment she kind of frowns on going out. Wants my exclusive and undivided attention. Well I better get back to work. I’ve got a couple of ideas for my replacement. When I’ve made my selections, I’ll run them by you.”

“No need, I trust you.”

“Thanks Peter, but I would prefer it that way for now.”

“OK Karl, suit yourself.”

Later that afternoon Red called and I was able to take her call.

“Hey, how is my favorite girl?”

“I hear you got propositioned last night and turned them down.”

Wasn’t there anything private with those girls. It’s like a, oh I don’t know what to call it. But they seem to share everything that involves me and are not bashful about letting me know.

“That was nice Peter. Thank you for doing it. Say can we leave on Saturday? I have an appointment for you for Monday morning with the Doc and mine is for the same afternoon with possibly a joint one the next day.”

“You OK with that?”

“Red, I told you whatever it takes. I’m there for you. Just keep that redy strap-on locked in your closet or where ever you keep it. At least for now.”
Shit, I shouldn’t have said that.

“Peter, are you going to be my little slut if I’m nice and gentle while I fuck your ass? I like that idea. Maybe once you’re really comfy with it, I’ll “pimp” you out to Cindy and Roz.”

“Whoa, dear lady, hold your horses. Not going to happen. Depending on what happens with us, I might, and really mean might consent to you using it on me. “Pimping” me out as you so delicately put it is not going to happen. That is a hard limit.”

Laughing, “I really got you going there babe. I love the idea that you are not rejecting it outright. I do have some smaller ones that I would like to try one day.”

“Listen I have to go. I have to be in court on Wednesday morning. Can we do lunch?”

“Sounds good Red, I’ll meet you at noon at the court.”

“Great, thanks Peter”

With that she hung up but I was not quite sure if I didn’t hear a faint “I love you”.

Lunch with Red was nice and I brought up the subject of Christmas presents.

“Peter, I’m glad you mentioned it. They asked the same thing and I forgot. Listen we don’t do Christmas presents. I haven’t gotten one since I was eighteen when I got my first car for Christmas. We each have a list of charities and the others make contributions in the name for whom the “gift” is intended. I can e-mail you the list as soon as I get back into the office. So please tell me yours and I’ll pass them on.”

“Red that is a great idea. I love the concept of giving to others in the name of others. Well my favorites are the local private “No *******” natural shelter, the local Habitat for Humanity and the Make a Wish Foundation.”

“The last two are on my list too. I never thought about the natural shelter but that is a really good idea. I really should have since Pam has some sort of natural refuge on her list. I don’t have a list for Chucky since he officially is not part of the family until after the engagement party some day between Christmas and New Years. I hope that you’ll be willing to participate in that one. I can’t tell you all the details as of right now but it will most certainly be a FemDomme/subbie affair.”

“Red, I don’t want to intrude into something so private as this “party”. I don’t want to add to Chuck’s stress by being there. I know how hard it was for him during the last visit when Pam corrected him in front of everyone. I know we all talked later on that night and the next morning and I’m sure he was OK at that point but I don’t want to put him into a similar situation.”

“Peter, that is sweet but you will be there because I want you to. In part it is for us that you will be there. I don’t want to give anything away right now. Once I know what the final arrangements are, I’ll talk to you about it and you can decide if you want to be part of it or not. I know that both Mom and Nicole want very much for you to be there.”

Laughing – “you don’t want to disappoint or worse piss those two off, do you now? They can be your greatest allies in your quest to make Me yours.”

After that we agreed to get together around five on Friday to load the car for the trip down south before going to Yoshie’s for dinner. Red promised not to pull the trainee geisha trick.

The rest of the week was uneventful. I called Karl into my office after lunch on Friday and I asked.

“Any thoughts on your replacement?”

“Actually yes, there is a guy in the same kind of situation I was in when we met. Except he’s always been in production. I’m pretty sure he would be happy to take the job for what I’m getting. He doesn’t have the same education I have but he has a solid four year college education and fifteen years of work experience. He actually worked part time for a tool and die maker while going to school. The guy he worked for had come over from Germany right after the war and had gone through the Germany system of being an apprentice. He used the same philosophy on the guys he hired. To give you an idea, When Tony started there, he had a rudimentary idea of how to read a technical drawing. So his boss gave him a piece of steel, a set of files and a drawing. Told him he had two weeks to make the part in the drawing from the hunk of steel. If it checked out, he had a job and would continue the training.”

“Well my friend was one of ten who started at the same time. Only he and one other guy made it. So you have a pretty good idea of what the guy is capable of. I’m thinking that if we ever needed a part for one of the old machines, he could make it for us.”
“Sounds good to me. Go ahead and hire him to start on January second. Now on another matter, where are we with production?”

“We are good, we actually are about a week ahead of the contract schedule but of course, we’ll have to wait what will happen there.”

“OK, what about maintenance?”

“We could use some down time. There are couple of machines that have occasional “hick ups”. If we can work without worrying about production, we can be done in two days.”

“OK, why don’t we shut down between Christmas and New Years, you keep whom ever you need for the maintenance jobs and send the rest home. I’ll work out a schedule for the office so that someone is here to answer phones but I don’t really expect any calls.”

I’ll be leaving this afternoon and won’t be back till the second or third. Probably the third. You’ve got my cell and I’ll check my e-mails each morning and again sometime between three and four in the afternoon.”

If I don’t see you have, have a great holiday seamister and vacation.”

I left the office around four on Friday so finish packing. Red came over with her bags just before six and we loaded ever thing into my car including our golf bags. We were both hoping to get at least a couple of rounds in during our vacation.

Dinner at Yoshie’s was the usual great affair and we were back in our traditional seats at the sushi bar. Roz and her “toy” showed up and we talked for a few minutes while her “toy” kept a wary eye on me before they joined some others at one of the hibachi tables in another part of the restaurant.

We walked home holding hands and as we approached our place Red turned to me.

“Peter can I relax with you tonight? (Smiling) It’s OK, it is our official third date. I really need you to make love to me. I need you to ‘claim’ me.”

“Red, darling if you are sure, I would like nothing better than doing just that.”

So we went straight to my place, didn’t stop at ‘GO’ but headed straight for the bedroom where I embraced Red and we tongue wrestled for a while before I gently pushed her down on the bed.

“Red, you asked for this so tonight I’m in charge. Are you OK with that? Use my safe word if you want to stop to either talk or just plain stop. OK?”

“Stop jabbering and get on with it before I lose my patience and get the crop.”

We both laughed at that and I got down on my knees and removed her shoes and socks. I was sucking her toes and started to reach for the front of her jeans to find that she had already undone the belt , buttons and zipper. So I let go of her toes and started the pull down her jeans. Once I had them off I went back to her toes but did not spend too much time there. Instead I slowly kissed inch by inch of her leg up one side. Stopped maybe ten inches or so before her pussy and was going to down the other leg when she grabbed hair rather painfully.

“You bastard, don’t you do that to me. I’m horny as hell and you better get your face into MY pussy or else.”

“Hey what happened to ‘I’m in charge here’?”

“Well I changed my mind. I’m not ready for all your teasing. I want your cock in my pussy. It’s already flooded. I don’t care if you want to play games after I had a couple of orgasms but right now I need your cock.”

What could I say. I may have her permission to say I’m in charge but in the end SHE was the one calling the shots. So I obliged her.

Timmy,

great chapter. loved it all and how you keep everyone active in the story......I was waiting for that hard left turn that is one of your signatures.......I know it will come that is the way with great story tellers just when you think you know what to expect it is not there.....bravo

sallyann

Timmy,

I loved it! Very enjoyable story.......

Thanks!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Welcome back
Fantastic!!

hi timmy well woth the wait . good job 6-6 17:58

Great storytelling Timmy, and sallyann is right, you do a nice job of keeping the characters moving in and out of the tale and keeping them active. Your story is very different from GH's stories in many ways, but in that way is similar, as well as in the overall intelligence and development of the plot. It's been easy to stay wrapped up in it, despite the bits that make me a little uncomfortable! I guess it's good to push one's limits and broaden those horizons from time to time. Thanks again for entertaining us.

Sally, C4one, blazer and Storm - you guys make me blush - LOL. But seriously I do appreciate the comments. It's part of what makes me want to continue. Time is an issue at the moment but I managed another segment.

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.... Very lite and refreshing..... with a sweet hint of Red juice added to the mixture.


Thanks for taking the time to post!!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

hi Timmy
I just got back from a trip . I loved the segment. I hope Red and the family are not to hard on peter.. Looking form to heard more about Pam and Chuck.

Timmy,

very nice. knew the vanilla stuff couldn't last too long.......wonder what that special ingredient is???????

sallyann

Great stuff Timmy, I'm enjoying the kinder, gentler Red. Still a committed domme, but not quite so cruel - you know me, always a romantic! Thanks for the great additions.

Great segment, can't wait for the next piece.

Timmy

This has turned into an outstanding story. You have created two characters trying to work their way through a very complex relationship.

I also loved the last segment. What a wonderful description of how a female led family gathering would work. The cigars were a particulary nice touch. Very creative.

Thank you for writing.

GH

WOW!!! Gabby is giving this story a new twist and could be a spin off to a whole new story line??

Thanks for a view into Peter's head......and the path that made him the subbie he is today.


BTW..... it sounds like the Doc could also be a wild ride!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

You are creating some very complex characters for us.

Thank you

GH

That was a fascinating - and very believable - addition! Great way to make your characters real and build empathy with them, nicely done. Thanks Timmy, really enjoyed it, but like Peter in the shower with Gabby it just ended too fast.

Thank you all for your kind words. They keep me going.

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“This is interesting Peter, what happened next”?

So I related my conversation with Gabby – or as much as I could remember – to the good doctor.

“Peter, my parents are on vacation for the next couple of weeks and I’m always horny. I need sex every day. I’ve been here for five days and all I’ve had is my vibrator. This is a great stroke of luck for both of us that I ran into you. I was actually going to look for you. Say how is your love live? Any steady girlfriend?”

I was getting embarrassed but I was also hard again. Not sure that my dick and balls needed all the drying that they got from Gabby.

“Come on tell me. (exerting just a tiny bit of pressure on my balls) This Gabby your friend for most for most of your life and I know all your secrets, at least till I left for college.”

“Well, no steady girlfriend at this time. The one I spent most of my time with during the last year in school and went to the prom with, is now in Europe with her parents and when they come back, she’ll go straight to Yale. Seems some relatives live up there. So no, no one special at this time. I’m leaving for school myself the end of August so I have no intention to get serious with any one at this time.”

“Peter, this is perfect. Just what I was hoping. I’ve got a boy friend back at school but he is working for his dad and can’t go anyplace. You can be my “lover” for the next couple of weeks ‘till my parents get back. We’ll have to see what we do after that.”

“Isn’t what you are going to do cheating?” I was still dubious about all of this. Don’t get me wrong, I was totally turned on but just didn’t know why.

“Not when he knows about it.” I was stunned, why would that dude put up with that?

“You mean you really told him?”

“Yes sure did, told him since he was not around to take care of my needs that I would find someone who could. Told him that I loved him but this is the way it had to be. Even told him, not in any details about you. That you were a friend going back to grammar school and that you would be the most likely candidate.”

I was totally floored, so this is how I was introduced to cuckolding, not that I knew at the time what that was or even the idea of it.

“Peter, just think how good it will be for you. I’m going to teach you every way you can please me. I’m going to make you the best lover ever. Many of the things I’ll teach you will work on other girls too. If not, you’ll know how to find out what sets them off. You’ll be the most popular guy at your college. Trust me, I know. A guy your age who knows how to please a woman is going to be in great demand. Most guys have no clue.”

“It will be no different than when we were little kids. You followed our lead all the time. Most of the time, we played what me and Karin wanted to play. Sure once in a while we let you choose but if you think back, it was really always us. Not much different know, except we will be playing adult games. Hmm, could be fun to have you tied up naked and tickle you.”

I must have looked scared because she started laughing. “Relax Peter, trust me, it will be fun. I promise. But enough talking, time for some action.” With that she led me by my dick out onto a completely private patio with a double lawn lounge. Gabby laid down in the middle of it, spread her legs and pointed at a point just above her knee on the inside of her thigh.

“I want you to start by kissing me right here and then slowly work your way up to my pussy. I’ll tell you more when you get there.”

I thought I would be turned off by this “clinical approach” but looking at that beautiful and hot girl, her shaved pussy and those great big breast just got me harder than I’ve ever been. Now I know that her no nonsense ways of telling me what to do must have actually added to my sexual excitement. I just didn’t know about it at that time.

Anyway, I went every day for the next two weeks to my “sex ed” class with Gabby. After a week of this I asked her for a blow job. She laughed at me and I was a bit hurt by that.

“Peter, this is all about me and my pleasures but you are right. I guess at one point I should let you “win” like we did as kids. I promise you the best blow job ever as a “graduation present”. That will be the night when you come up with another way of making me cum. Something I haven’t taught you.”

She clearly got her way and in the process planted certain ideas into my subconscious that a lady’s pleasure always came first in addition to those my Mom had taught me about respecting and honoring all ladies.

Of course I fell in love with Gabby and was heartbroken when she told me it was time to end our games because her boyfriend was coming to visit.

It really was a great summer. I got to live out my early puberty fantasies of Gabby sitting on my face naked and I did find a way to make her cum, that she had not thought of. So true to her word on our last night together she gave me that blowjob but only after she tied me to that bed and ***d me for several hours. Not by tickling but driving me insane with her sexual teasing and edging me I don’t know how many times. I actually ****** for second or two, that how intense the orgasm from her blow job was.

“Peter, why don’t we take a short break. Would you like some coffee or water, maybe make a stop at the rest room?”

“Thank you, I was just about to ask about that. Coffee would be good and yes the rest room would come in handy.”

“OK, go outside and tell Jamey how you like your coffee and tell him I want one too. He’ll show you the rest room.”

When I got back I had a black coffee waiting for me and the good Doc was sipping on one of those foamy coffee concoctions.

“Shall we continue? We can get back you your early years at another time. Tell me about your relationship with your wife and why that ended in divorce.”

So I gave her the run down on my life with M. How we evolved into a FemDomme relationship and why we came to break up. I emphasized the loss of trust when she ignored the safe word and when I found out about her apparent plans for my confinement after the contractor revealed to me what he was supposed to build in the basement of the lake house.

“OK now I would like to hear what you feel would be the ideal relationship for you.”

I gave it some thought by reflection on what I had liked about my marriage to M and what not before I got started.

“To start with any relationship has to have a solid foundation based on love, respect and trust. I am not looking for a 24/7 D/s relationship. That just doesn’t work. If I reflect back to my marriage over the years, once we found our way into the D/s relationship, I’m guessing that our lives were maybe 85 percent vanilla and 15 percent D/s. We had code words when one of us felt the need for some ‘play’. M would address me as ‘slave’ and I would approach her with ‘Mistress…’. Now she had the choice to accept or reject my approach as subbie. I think the only times she rejected my approach completely was when she was under the weather. Well there may have been a couple of other times but most of the time she would start the ‘game’ either still the same day, maybe when it was time to go to bed or the next day.”

“I need a true partner with whom I can share the joys, trials and tribulations life throws at us. Some one that I can count on to support me. At the same time want to be able to bounce ideas off her regarding my business, investments and all that stuff. Someone who is loyal…”

“Peter, let interrupt here. You say loyal. Does that mean that you would not tolerate some form of cuckolding because of your bad experience with your ex wife? Are you looking for a permister that is totally faithful to you?”

“Hmm, I think by loyal I mean a permister who will put my wellbeing first over others. Who will watch out for me, help me not make mistakes in both the vanilla and fetish world. As to the question of fidelity, let’s assume that I have a permanent relationship with Red, something that I really would like to happen. I can accept Red cuckolding me with another Lady. It is clear that she is bi after having spent all these years in a lesbian relationship. However, I will need lots of reassurances that I’m the one that she is in love with. I’m not sure if I want to watch her with another Lady. But on the other hand, I would accept being powerd to watch once in a while as part of the ‘game’ – just not as a routine. I did tell Red at one point that I was OK with her having an occasional same sex lover. Actually at the time I was envisioning living with both Red and Michelle.”

“I draw the line and have real problems if she ever decided to take a male lover and I also made that clear to her. I know, it might not make a lot of sense being OK with a female lover but balking at a male one. To my thinking that is something very special. I was the first male to make love to her after the ****. It’s almost like taking her virginity. I treasure that and would really hate to have this special thing cheapened by her having sex with another man. It would break my heart and probably end the relationship.”

“Strange as it may sound, it does make sense to me. Why don’t we skip to another subject. To what happened that Sunday morning after your ordeal. I’ve gotten at least part of Red’s side of it and an idea of yours from a conversation I had with Roz but I really would like to hear from you.”

I took a deep breath. “I was upset about the CB after we made love Saturday night and the casual comment about getting released at one time or another. I didn’t sign up for semi-permanent chastity. But I was really hurt by the way Red tried to treat me that Sunday morning. Here I had gone through a week of hell as she got herself ‘ramped up’ to do this. That Friday night I suffered some serious pain and degradation for her sake and than that bitchy treatment on Sunday morning. It made the night before feel almost like it had been a chore for her – a kind of mercy fuck. Something one gives a good servant, a reward of sorts for letting her and her friends *** and degrade me.”

“There was no feeling of love the way she ordered me around and then tried to humiliate me by not wanting to sit with me and making me stand by her refilling the coffee when needed while my breakfast got cold.”

“To me this was totally out of character and so very different from the time after the first ordeal a month or so ago when she really ***d and whipped me. She was sweetest and most caring permister you could ever wish for, not only right after she was done with me but the next few days. I felt loved and safe.”

“Not the case that Sunday morning. That is why I walked out. The safe word would not have had the same impact on her. Actually I’m not sure if she is really hearing me now. I’m not sure that she really gets it. That’s what scares me. Take last night as an example.”

“We had agreed that we would start over after that fateful Sunday. To just date as a vanilla couple – no FemDomme games. When I agreed to come down here with her for the holidays I was ready to accept a certain amount of Domination from her in the family setting. I was OK with that and last night after dinner all the ladies did their little thing with us. It actually was fun. It was light hearted and I had a good time. However, I fully expected for the ‘game’ to end in the privacy of our room. The guys had been restricted to a small cognac after dinner but I also knew that there was a bottle and glasses in our room. So when we got up there I expected several things to happen."

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For one, I wanted to get rid of the slave collar, maybe even the CB – the game was over and I wanted a real take. So I grabbed the bottle and glasses and offered Red a take which she declined and poured myself one. Well ‘Her Royal Highness” got upset that her slave would dare this and the temperature in the room went from a comfy 72 degrees to minus something or other. So I had my take and got ready for bed. Red was relaxing or pretending to facing away from my side of the bed. I gave a light kiss on the cheek, told her I loved her and went to relax. Eventually I woke up from her crying on my shoulder, telling me that she knew she had screwed up again.”

“I don’t know how long I’m going to put up with this. We need to work out some clear rules. Play is play when appropriate but the rest has to be love and respect. If Red can’t separate those things, I see no future for us.”

I was exhausted after that.

“Peter, I think we better take a break. Go and have lunch. I have Red scheduled for 1:30 PM. Why don’t you come back around four o’clock this afternoon. Even better wait for her call. It’s only fifteen minutes from her place and ten from the inn. I would like to talk to the two of you together. Use the time to figure out what you want to say to Red, tell her what you need and want from a relationship with her and we’ll see how it goes.”

“I have appointments scheduled for tomorrow but I’ve kept Wednesday open for the two of you if we all feel that we need that additional time. By the way there are no charges for you or Red. This is a special project for me. I might even turn it into a paper or book. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that no one will ever be able to figure out who the two of you are. Now go, I have some needs that only Jamey can take care off. I’ll see you this afternoon.”

I was dismissed and headed over to Red’s parents house. Maybe I got a chance to talk to Marion while Red was in session.

Hmmm... now what needs could Doc be thinking of that only Jamey can take care of??

Did she get her panties all wet hearing about Peter's adventures?
Cuck who loves a creampie.

timmy keep up the good work. I am waitting to hear what happen whenPeter talks with Red's Mom and Maybr dad and the join session whith the srink have a nice 4th .b

Thanks C4 and blazer for your comments.

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When I got to Red’s parents place they were just about ready for lunch. I got a nice hug and kiss from Marion but the reception from Red was only ‘lukewarm’. What is going on here? I am totally confused and scared. I mean in the middle of the night she wakes me crying and telling me how sorry she is and then this.

“Peter what would you like to take?”

“Dan, I could really use a good stiff shot of that nice vodka that you keep in the freezer. It’s been a rough morning.”

“Coming right up and how about a beer as chaser? I’ll have a beer with lunch. Have to go back to the office”

“Dan you’ve read my mind. Yes please.”

I had noticed some very fleeting and wordless communication going on between Marion and Dan. I’m sure that they had settled the question of Dan having a take that way. Very slick but then they had been married for almost forty years and from what I remember Marion telling me, all of it in some form of D/s relationship.

Lunch was very pleasant and Red seemed to warm up a bit. Dan told us that we had a 9;30 tee time and I agreed to pick him up just like the last time since our clubs were in my vehicle.

When it became time for Red to leave for her appointment I asked: “Do you want me to walk with you?”

“No, I’ll go alone. I’ll call you if and when Doc wants to see you later on.”

“Peter, why don’t we have another cup of coffee while these two run off and then you can help me with the clean-up from lunch. Gives us a chance to chat for a while.”

I was really glad about this development. Not sure if Marion and Red had this worked out beforehand or if it just happened by chance.

When they were gone and we settled with our coffee…

“Peter, what is going on between you and Red. This does not look very good to me. Are you really OK?”

So I gave Marion the short version of what happened after my ordeal and how Red was running ‘hot and cold’. Not getting the idea that I really just wanted to build a solid vanilla foundation for our relationship. That we needed time to build up trust between the two of us. Not that I didn’t trust Red to honor my safe word. More like getting her to let loose and trust Me that I would never take advantage of her and that she was totally in charge of our sex life, but in turn I expected a reamisterable time out of that damned CB. With M it never been more than two weeks, I think once she pushed close to three but that was it. That the D/s games would just happen on their own as we got more and more comfortable with each other.

“Marion, I hope this is not too permisteral but I was hoping that I could get some insight into your life with Dan. The part that Red could have observed. I’m trying to figure out where these ideas of hers come from.”

“Peter, Red was aware of a special relationship between me and Dan probably from the time she was thirteen or fourteen. Maybe even earlier. She may have been nine or ten when she commented that Daddy treated me much nicer than the daddies of her friends treated their wives. I just told her that our love for each other was extra strong. Like I said around thirteen or fourteen years old she came to me one afternoon somewhat embarrassed, but after some hesitation she finally came out with her question. ‘Mom, did you spank Daddy last night?’

“I was flabbergasted and somewhat embarrassed myself. What gives you that idea baby? ‘The noises coming from your room were different at first. I know what it sounds like when you guys have sex. Last night was different. I was studying for a test and had forgotten to take some notes up to my room so I went to get them and as I walked past your room it sure sounded like someone was getting a good spanking. I stayed and listened for a bit. I wanted to know who was on the receiving end. It became clear that it was Daddy because of the noises he made. You really laid into him didn’t you Mom? What did he do to piss you off?’

“Baby he did not do anything to really piss me off as you eloquently put it. It’s a game we play from time to time. I don’t have a need to punish him because he does something wrong, at least not any more. Daddy and I have a very special relationship. I really, really love him and would never do anything to hurt him beyond what we agreed is acceptable.”

“I don’t want you to think of Daddy as a wimp because he lets me spank him. He is more of a man than any of your friend’s mans. You need to continue to respect him. Promise me that you will. Please.' Well Red did and I really did not see any change in attitude towards Dan. Now that she knew I made time to gradually explain to her how we evolved into the couple we are. How much love there is between us. By the time she went off to college she had full understanding of what a female lead relationship could be like, or better should be like. So I’m just as puzzled by her behavior as you. I hope that Doc Wetzel can straighten her out or at least get her on right track. Just like you I’m right now a bit afraid of what is going on in her head.”

“Thanks Marion for being so open with me. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this trip will get us on the right track. But now I better go to the inn and check my e-mails plus that way I’m a bit closer to Doc’s office.”

“Peter, dinner tonight is here. Feel free to come back any time. You guys can let us know if you’re running late at Doc Wetzel.”

So I went back to my room, dealt with some office stuff and to my surprise found an e-mail from Greg.

“Merry Christmas buddy,

I’m sorry about not returning your calls. I finally got a straight story from Michelle after I questioned her when I got this strange phone call from Lucy asking WTF I was trying to pull, trying to mess up her and Ted’s life.

I was pretty pissed at Michelle and we had our first major fight. At the end she finally admitted that she was wrong. That Ted, you and me had a deal and that she had no right to mess it up.

To make up for it, she’s agreed to wait for the buy back of her share of your company ‘till the end of March or even longer if you need more time to get the money together. Same goes for me. I know I told you end of March but if need more time – no problem.

Anyway I hope that you are having a great Christmas holiday and all the best for coming New Year.

Greg”

Well that was surprise and quite welcome. It took a lot of pressure off me, having to come up with the cash to buy Michelle out by the beginning of the year. So I answered him with my thanks and best wishes for the holidays.

Well the expected phone call to join Red at Doc Wetzel’s office never came. Instead Red called to tell me to come over for dinner at her parent's house.

Dinner was a nice, just the four of us and after Dan and I put the dishes and left-over food away we all went into his study and played Bridge with Marion pairing up with me and Red and Dan playing together. It was very close but at the end Marion and I beat them.

When it came time to go to bed Red told me that she was staying in her room. I got a hug and kiss from her but just not what I had hoped for. Coming to think of it the kiss and hug from Marion was warmer than Red’s. I was really getting concerned about our future.

The next morning I picked up Red and Dan while Darrel met us at the course. Red and her dad used one of the carts while Darrel and shared the other one. Red’s game was really off but I decided to just have a good time and tried to pump Darrel about his relationship with Nicole.

“Peter, you might have noticed that Nicole is a bit more ‘Domme’ than Marion but it’s just the way I like it. But no matter what, I always was totally sure of her love for me even when she went through a period of cuckolding me five or six days a week. For all practical purposes I’m in chastity 24/7 all year long. Sure I get releases but never for very long. Pam is quite aware of this. I don’t think she’ll be quite a tough with Chuck but he’ll suffer for her. That’s for sure. The funny thing is that about three years ago Nicole started to scale back her cuckolding quite a bit. I think I’ve had more sex in the last three years than the twenty five years before that. Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy it. Life is good these days. I would not trade any single day of my life with Nicole for I don’t know what.”

After dropping Red and Dan off, I returned to my room at the inn to attend to some work. Red and I agreed to go out to dinner together and that she would meet me for Happy Hour at the inn and we would go from there.

Dinner was nice but I got the feeling that something was on Red’s mind, something was bothering her.

As we got back from dinner Red said “let’s go up to your room for a while”.

Once there, she gave me a hug and a nicer, warmer kiss than I’ve had from her for a couple of days.

“Peter, can we play for a while. I know you’ve said no D/s stuff but I would like to tie you to the bed and play with your cock and balls. Please.”

A chance to get out of that blasted CB, of course I agreed. So we took a shower together and after that Red secured my arms and legs to the four posts of the antique bed. What followed was two hours of tease and denial that ended with a spectacular blow job. After that Red untied me and I returned the favor giving her several oral orgasms but her pussy was off limits to my dick. After her third orgasm, I received a surprise blow to my balls and before I knew it, my dick was locked up again.

“Peter, tomorrow night is Pam and Chuck’s engagement party. You need to be locked up for that. But now it’s time for me to go home. I have an early appointment with Doc Wetzel. Not sure if she wants to see you again. I’ll call if she does. Have a good night. No need for you to walk me home. I want to be alone.”

I got another hug and kiss then she was gone. I had a troured night. Sure I had an orgasm but somehow it did not feel right.

I hung around the inn, gave Chuck a hand with some minor repairs and also had lunch with Pam and him after which I excused myself to go and check my e-mails.

I was in the middle of it when there was a knock on the door. It was Pam.

“Peter, Red called, she is still tied up with Doc Wetzel and asked me to show you what your part is tonight during the party. Please come with me.”

She headed to a door in my room that I had been wondering about. I assumed that it lead to an adjoining room. However, after Pam unlocked it lead into what essentially was a secret passage.

“Peter, this was the way the slaves moved from room to room to do their work without ever having to step into the main part of the house or use stairs their masters were using. Only a few very special house slaves were allowed to step into the living quarters.”

Pam led me to the back part of the house into a fairly large room, probably the equivalent of a three car garage. There were no windows, but it was clear that at one point there had been some small ones high up on the wall. On one side were a set of wooden bunks that were quite old, three tiers high while on the opposite side was a bar and all around, an assortment of bondage furniture.

“Peter this was the old slave quarter. Where the bar was, was another set of bunks. One side was for females, the other for males. The ones that are still here are original. There is a separate room through that door. It was called the ‘breeding room’. That is where the owners made their slave have sex for the sole purpose of creating more slaves. There actually was a wall opening and on the outside some seats so who ever was so inclined from the family could watch. They had a trusted house slave whose job it was to ascertain which females were fertile and ready for breeding. A very cruel institution and I’m not proud of my ancestors for their part.”

“Now let’s get to your job tonight. Your job will be bartender. The difficult part for you is that you’ll be chained to the wall and will wear a hood that is secured with your slave collar. Since you are not a member of the family you will not be allowed to watch the ceremony.”

Now let me show you. Your job is really simple and you’ll be able to do it blind. Just pay attention. We can also practice a couple of times. The right well will contain ice and white wine and the left one reds. There will be only one white wine so that will be easy. The reds are bit more difficult. The left side will have three bottles of Merlot and on the right will be three bottles of Shiraz. All the bottles will have tops like the one standing on the bar. They allow for four ounces of liquid to flow and then you have to turn the bottle upright before you can pour another glass. So no need to worry about overfilling a glass. As you can see all the glasses are the same on the shelf here.”
Now the cooler behind you will have water on the right when you face it and tea on the left side. That is for the guys. They are not allowed any holy water tonight. Neither are you. You can have water or tea but be careful because you won’t get a ‘potty break’. Any questions?”

I stood behind the bar, visualizing the placement of the bottles and glasses getting a very clear picture in my mind.

“Pam, do the guys get glasses and what if one of them comes and asks for a wine?

“Good questions Peter. No they don’t get glasses. The bottles are good enough for slaves. They actually have to ask for permission to get a take. Oh, I almost forgot, so do you. You can ask any lady that comes for something if you may have water or tea. They will tell you yes or no and which you can have. Now as to the second part of your question. The answer is yes to that. They’ll come for wine on behalf of their owners. I will come and get my own since Chucky will be tied up most of the time. So most likely it will be me that decides if you can have something to take or not. If you really get thirsty and none of ladies come around, you can ask one of the guys to go and ask for permission for you.”

“Now let’s put the hood on you and you can practice. The bottles in the well are empty but go through the motions of pouring.”

So we practiced for I don’t know long. Pam made it difficult rattling off two or even three requests in a row. I had to concentrate at first but soon I got the hang of it. I think being blind enhanced my ability to concentrate on the take orders.

“One more thing. If you screw up – we will be honest and not fabricate a mistake – at the end of the party you will appear before the ‘court’ and the four of us will weigh you transgression and assign punishment. I like you and don’t really want to hurt you. You’ve been really helpful with my relationship with Chucky but I don’t know about Red and my Mom.”

I had one more look around and then we left back through the secret passage.

When we got to my room, Pam put the hood on the dresser and put it next to the collar that was already there.

“Peter, please come to the kitchen around six. I’ll have a light supper for you there. Then go back to your room take a shower and shave but don’t get dressed. You'll work naked just like my dad and uncle Dan. Place the hood over your head and lock the collar around your neck over the hood. You can sit in the chair while you wait but as soon as you hear the door opening, you have get down on your knees and wait for instructions. One of us will come and get you.”

Pam gave me a hug and light kiss and left me to my thoughts.

In some way I was really excited but also quite apprehensive about being naked and virtually helpless in front some people that I’ve never seen in a true D/s situation other than that evening after dinner. But that was young’s play compared what is going to happen tonight.

I decided that I would just have to go with the flow and in preparation to what might turn out to be a long night took a nap.

Timmy,
You are becoming quite adept at the hanging ending. An excellent piece that did exactly what you no doubt intended, that is to have us all waiting to see just what you can think of next. Well done.

Timmy,

Just like Peak said I can't wait for the next part. talk about a cliff hanger. you continue to write high quality erotica which I know can be hard after a while. a lot of writers try to rush to the sex parts but you set them up wonderfully. please keep up the great work.

sallyann

DITTO to what sally & peak said!!

Thanks for sharing!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Great work, timmy. Just got caught up again and your story is just fascinating. Very, very enjoyable, thank you. priss

Love the little twists and turns you put us through, especially the twisted twists! I get the feeling that you know someone like Red - beautiful, warm, desirable, but also moody and unpredictable, hurt and troured. In short, a lot of effort and angst, but probably worth every bit of it. You write her particularly well!

Thanks again for your efforts, enjoying it.

Great story Timmy. You have me turning in circles to find out who is who and what are they doing or going to do.
Interesting to see how Peter gets from his talk to Dr Wetzel about dem/sub, talk with Red about Dom/Sub, and his place that night with the family. The idea of a "court" to decide punishment could be very interesting.
Could lead Peter and Red to some interesting situations.
Keep up the great writing.

hi Timmy
Great job with the cliff hangers. You make me at tome lay awake at night wonder what is going to happen to poor peter. I was glad to see his old friend reopened communication with him . Friends are important to one's life ,especiallyy as we get older. Greg has been Peter's friend a long time.
I am waiting to hear about Peters talk with Red parents if that is possible. Timmy keep up the good work,,