cuckolding gone wrong

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excellent.

Timmy

You have created a very engrossing story.

Thank you

GH

Thank you all for your kind comments. I truly appreciate them.
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When I went to the kitchen at six, my dinner was in a warming tray on the table, neither Pam nor Chuck were around so I grabbed a soda out of the fridge and ate my meal. If you had asked me what it was an hour after eating, I could not have told you. I was totally absorbed into what was going to happen tonight and consumed by worries whether Red and I were OK.

I went back to my room, showered and shaved including my balls at least as well as I could with the CB on and tried to relax while waiting to be escorted back to the ‘play room’. I held off with putting the hood on since it was still early and I really did not expect them to get me before eight o’clock. I was really tempted to have glass of cognac but decided against it. I had the feeling that it may create an issue if it was detected plus I really needed a complete clear head for bartending blindfolded.

So I watched some TV – again ask me what it was and I have no idea.

Around seven thirty, I put the hood on and locked the collar around it making it impossible for me to remove it. Strangely it excited me and in spite of my apprehension, my dick tried to get hard in its cage.

I sat in the chair, just listening to the TV when I heard the door open. As instructed, I got on my knees facing it and quickly shut off the TV.

I heard heels clicking in the sections of the hardwood floor that were not covered by rugs then a hand lifted my chin and I heard the click of a leash being attached. An upwards pull made it clear that I was to stand up.

Soft hands travelled over my body, a couple of quick pinches on my nipples and a gentle squeeze on my balls making it clear to me how vulnerable I was.

Whoever was in the room with me, dropped the leash, actually it must be a longer chain since it clattered on the floor and walked around my, touching me occasionally with some sort of a crop with a leather patch at the end.

Then came the surprise. Soft breasts pressing against my back while fingers pinched and twisted my nipples. The breasts where large and soft, not naked but covered with some silky feeling loose fabric. From the position against my back it could only be Nicole. She was the shortest of the four ladies. She must have sensed that I was going to say something because her finger touched my lips. Damn, if it didn’t smell like pussy. This could get very interesting but I was troured about the fact that it was her and not Red that came for me.

Oh well, nothing to do but go with the flow.

Nicole picked up the chain and the tuck on my neck made it clear that I was to follow her. She helped me with the stairs and made sure I did not bump into anything on the way.

Once behind the bar I could hear her securing the end of the chain some place. Then she took my hand and guided it to where the glasses were followed by making me touch the two different red wines on one side and the white on the other side.

“Peter, if you get tired of standing, you may sit on the cooler behind you with the water and tea but we expect you to stand up as soon as you hear high heels approaching. No need to get up for the guys ‘till you have to do fill the order. Good luck. We’ll talk later on.”

As she walked away I thought I heard her say “I’m so sorry”. I was wondering what that meant.

As I stood there, still contemplating her words – not really sure if I actually heard what I thought I heard when the others came into the room.

I snapped out of my reverie and started filling orders for wine. Marion white, Nicole and Pam had the Merlot and then I heard Dan ask for the Shiraz. That must be for Red. Curious, the others came and got theirs but she had her dad get hers.

The must be all at the far end of the room. I could hear them talking but not really make out what they were saying.

Then I heard Darrel’s voice “Ladies my I present the supplicant, one Charles aka Chucky Nolan”.

“You may” came from Nicole.

By that time my sense of hearing had sharpened because I was unable to see and I heard Chuck get down on his knees and probably even prostrating himself before whom ever.

“What say ye Chucky Nolan?”

“Goddess and Mistress Pamela, I Chucky Nolan pledge to be your faithful servant, to obey and submit to you in totality including giving you total control of all my bodily function. From this day on I only exist to provide you with comfort and pleasures as you direct. My life is yours till death do us part and on into eternity. I love you forever with all my heart, mind and soul. Please give me the honor of accepting my presentation to your will.”

I was wondering about the control of all bodily functions. Was it just part of the ritual or did he have to ask for permission to urinate or what ever he may need to do when I heard Pam.

“I, Pamela Nicole accept the responsibility for your life from this day on. I will cherish your presentation, see to your wellbeing, discipline you when needed and love you forever with all my heart, mind and soul.”

“Chucky you may crawl closer and kiss your Mistress’ Pamela’s feet.”
I heard some shuffling and a few moments later again from Nicole

“Let the initiation begin. Slaves secure the new member of the family”.
More shuffling and suddenly the sound of heels approaching

“Shiraz”. It was Red. Oh I wanted to talk to her so badly but I knew better to I held my tongue and just poured. The other three said “thank you”, but not Red.

Next I heard Nicole giving directions I assume to Dan and Darrel like “a bit more over this way” and “make that tighter” followed by “that is good, now assume your positions” whatever that meant.

Then I heard the sounds of paddles and floggers making contact with a body. For quite some Chuck stayed quiet but eventually I could hear him moan and occasionally cry out after an extra loud slap. This went on for quite some time before there was silence other than some quiet sobbing coming from across the room.

They must have really hit him hard based on the sounds. My musings were interrupted by the guys asking for the different wines and a bottle of water.

I could hear some activity but was unable to figure out what was going on when a hand stroked my face a couple of times before I heard Marion
“You OK Peter?” I just nodded, not sure if I was allowed to speak other than asking for a take and I was not ready for that. I kept Pam’s warning in mind that there would be no “potty break” for me.

“Please pour me another glass of wine” and with a “thank you” she walked off.
I really don’t know how long this was going on. It was clear that Chuck was being ***d but he also received regular breaks.

“One last thing Chucky and then it’s over for tonight. Take a couple of deep breaths. Just remember that I truly love you.”

I thought to myself whatever is coming, is really going to hurt and sure enough I heard Chuck scream like never before. Again my heightened sense of hearing discerned the sound of clothes pins snapping shut – zippers. For sure those were zippers but I had no idea how many but my guess was that the poor guy suffered through at least four of them pulled off at the same time the way he had screamed and was sobbing now.

Because of all of that going on I missed the sound of heels approaching but two searing lashes across my chest broke me out of my reverie.

“You miserable bastard how dare you sitting when your Goddess…”

Red’s rant was interrupted by some shuffling and her “let go of me”.

“Red that was uncalled for. You took your shoes off. This is not part of Peter’s deal tonight you overstepped the boundaries. Get her out of here.”

I could tell that Marion was really upset. It got quiet for a while other than hearing Pam soothing Chuck and then releasing him from his bonds followed by the sound of a door closing.

Nothing I could do but wait. So I sat back down on the ice chest. It wasn’t long before I heard two sets of footsteps and stood up.

“Peter, I’m so sorry for what Red did. Are you OK?” It was Marion

“Thanks, yes I’m OK just a bit upset and confused. Why would she do that? Be sneaky like this?”

“Peter, we are not sure either. Let’s get you unhooked from the wall. Would you like some water or tea? It’s OK, you get a potty break now.”

“Ms Marion may I have some tea or water please”.

They both chuckled. “Good boy. You remembered, I’m so proud of you. You may have whichever you prefer.”

So I grabbed a bottle of water. I felt really good.

“Come, let’s take you to the potty and then we’ll tend to your cuts.”

I did not realize that Red hat hit me that hard that it had broken the skin. But in the end, once I was able to see in the mirror, she didn’t break skin but raised a couple of serious welts.

They led me to a toilet and of course I had to sit down not only because I couldn’t see but also because of the redy CB. It was clear that the two of them were watching. I was clearly humiliated having two ladies that could be my ladys watch me pee.

When I was done they led me off to I don’t know where.

“OK Peter behind you is a bed, We want you to sit and then scoot up ‘till we say stop. We will tie your arms. Our rules.”

They both chuckled. So I did as I was told and before I knew it my arms were secured by fur lined cuffs to the sides of the bed. This was followed by some cool salve being applied in two lines across my chest. It stung a bit at first but then felt really good.

“Peter, we both made a promise to you on Thanksgiving and we are going to fulfill that one right now.”

Off came my CB and one of them used a warm wash cloth to clean my dick and balls. Of course I was hard within a second of the redy thing coming off.

“My, my that does look nice. I’m going to enjoy this”.

“Yes he has a very pretty cock. Now who gets it first?”

“Nicole, you are the host for this party, you pick.”

“Well dear, I’ve been lusting after it from the day I set eyes on Peter. So you get to ride his face while I get to play with his cock and balls.”

Damn, that was an unexpected development and seconds later I was busy serving a very juice mature pussy and experienced a blow job like never before. I guess all those years of cuckolding Darrel led to perfecting her s*******s in that department.

I lost track of how many orgasms Marion had but I had only ane after what seemed like hours of teasing and then the two switched position.

By the time they were done with me, I was a total mess. Some of those pussy juices had found their way under the hood and also were clogging my nose.

Eventually, they released me and led me back to my room where they unlocked the collar and took the hood off. By that time they both were wearing robes that showed their splendid mature bodies off but very little skin.

I got a hug and kiss from both of them as they wished me a good night and disappeared through the door to the secret passage way.

I took a quick shower and sat down with a glass of cognac thinking about the evening. I realized that Chuck had really suffered tonight but it was also clear that they took care not to overdo it. They gave him breaks during the ordeal and I can just imagine the loving care he was receiving right now from Pam. I was jealous and sad. It should have been Red that took care of me and provided the badly needed release, not her lady and aunt. This was truly distressing and why did she betray my trust by sneaking up on me without shoes just so that she could hurt me. What was I dealing with here?.

Eventually exhaustion overtook me and I went to bed falling into a troured relax dreaming about Red having me tied to the rafter in the slave quarter cutting my back to shreds with her whip. I woke up soaked in sweat and shaking from the nightmare.

So I got up and took another shower before falling into a dreamless relax.

I got to the kitchen around eight were Pam and Chuck were sitting, taking a break and having a cup of coffee.

“Good morning Peter, how are you?”

“I’m OK, I think. How about you two? Chuck, are you OK? I couldn’t see any thing but I’m pretty sure you got hurt quite a bit. Especially at the end. So how many “zippers” did they rip off you?”

Both of them “How did you know”?

When you are blindfolded like I was last night your other senses try to compensate. Especially the hearing so I actually heard the clip closing as they were pulled off. It had to be many or I would not have heard. Besides that, I’ve experienced that particular ***.”

Chuck sort of chuckled “would you believe six of them. They made the two guys each pull one. They pulled all of them at the same time. I actually did black out for a brief moment.”

“But I took care of my baby Chucky after that, didn’t I honey?”

“Yes you made it all better by kissing every spot one of those blasted clip sat but you forgot to tell Peter here that you also forgot to take off the CB with the spikes before you applied your tender mercies on my body.”

“Well dear get used to it, your GODDESS gives and takes”.

We all had a good laugh at that last comment.

I told them that I really liked their little ceremony including Pam accepting responsibility for Chuck’s wellbeing.

While I was eating breakfast, my phone rang. It was Jamey.

“Mr. Peter, could you please come to Doctor Wetzel’s office as soon as possible this morning. She needs to speak with you. It’s quite important.”

“Sure Jamey, no problem I’ll be right there.”

I wondered what that was about. I quickly finished my breakfast and went back up to my room to get my coat. It was a gloomy cold and nasty morning. Sort of fitting my mood.

When I got to the Doc’s office Jamey told me to go right in after taking my coffee order.

“Good morning Peter, please have a seat and try to relax. We’ll wait ‘till Jamey comes in with our coffees.”

So we sat for couple of minutes, talking about the weather and other stuff.

After Jamey left and closed the door behind him Doc Wetzel put on a very businesslike face.

“Peter what I have to tell you is quite distressing and I understand if you get angry at me.”

I tried to interrupt.

“No Peter, please hear me out. Red had a breakdown last night. Right now she is under quiet in the back. I have a fully staffed small inpatient unit there. I’m not sure how long I’ll keep her here but for the minimum three months, but most likely more like six or even longer. It all depends how she’ll react to the treatment.”

“Peter, I want you know that I feel it is partly my fault. I pushed her towards the ***s that she put you through. I was encouraged when she first told me about the session she had with you and Michelle – what did they call it? Purification. I suggested that maybe she should do another one – just the two of you and if she was up to it lots of TLC right after.”

“Well you know how that went. She was practically glowing and so enthusiastic that she came to think that this was the one way to get over her hang-ups and be able to live with you. So we agreed that she should go ahead with her plans for sodomizing you and sort of reenact with you what happened to her including all the offense they heaped on you.”

“Well it seems that that idea backfired. As you know, she had issues letting go of the domination. For her it wasn’t the end but a beginning. She wanted more than the proverbial pound of flesh from you and you would not play along. You rebelled. You imposed terms. That was something she was not ready to accept. She kept thinking in terms of owning and controlling you like Chuck promised last night. Yes I was there. I had some doubts based on the conversations I had with Red the last couple of days. So I observed via a monitor ‘till she attacked you. We quietd her and I called Jamey and we brought her here.”

“Peter, I know this hard and most likely will break your heart again and so soon after your break-up with your ex. I’m sorry but there is no way to sugar coat it. Red may never be able to have a loving long term relationship with a male. My suggestion, go on with your life. Find some one who shares your values and ideas of a D/s relationship. I don’t think Red is that permister. I could be wrong. It won’t be the first time but I don’t want you to just hang on a thread of hope and find out a year from now that it was a waste of time.”

I was stunned, tears flowed. How could this happen this was my Red the love of my life after M. The one that rescued me from doom and gloom.

“Can I see her, talk to her?”

“Sorry Peter but that is not possible. Like I said she’s quietd right now and just before I put her under after giving her some food, she made it quite clear that she didn’t want to see you. I won’t tell you what she said. I consider that doctor/patient privilege.”

“Peter, go home. Find a way to grieve for a while and go on with your life. You have a company to run and a bunch of very good friends there that will stand by you. Help you.”

I was totally numb and I walked aimlessly through the city streets and suddenly found myself in front of Marion and Dan’s house. I rang the bell and Marion opened the door.

We fell into each other’s arms and cried bitter tears over the loss we both experienced.

Eventually we settled down and there was good old Dan with a shot of vodka. I usually do not take at eleven in the morning but it was five o’clock some place in the world and I was hurting. So had that one shot but declined a refill.

“Peter you are welcome to stay but I also understand if you want to go home. Please promise me that you won’t do something stupid like running you car into a bridge railing or…”

“Marion, I promise I won’t do anything like that. I have responsibilities to seventy five employees and their families. I’ll hurt but I’ll be OK.”

“Peter, why don’t you go and pack and then come back here for lunch before you head home.”

That sounded good to me. At the inn Nicole and Pam were waiting for me with big hugs and tears in their eyes. It was a bittersweet goodbye. It felt like I was leaving a caring family, almost like deserting them. Leaving them to deal with the aftermath of this disaster. But then they had dealt with that before when Red came home after her ordeal at college.

So I quickly packed my stuff and loaded my car and headed back to Marion and Dan’s place.

After lunch Dan handed me a set of keys. Peter these are for Red’s office and apartment. I know Cindy has keys to the apartment but not to the office. That lawyer that I talked to you about. She is going to take over Red’s practice for the time being ‘till we can figure out what is going on with Red in the future. I hope you can kind of look after her property. Help Cindy pack up all of Red’s permisteral stuff in the apartment and ship it down to us.

Collette will sub-lease the apartment from Red. Cindy will handle that part.”

“Sure I will and please let me know from to time how Red is doing. Right now I have no idea of what I will do but I will keep her and all of you in my thoughts. Well I better get on my way. Say, I still have Red’s clubs in my car. I better leave them with you.”

So it went and after some more tears I was on my way home. Not the way I had hoped for.

When I was about an hour away from home I called Cindy. No hello’s, no how are you, just

“Cindy, I need a shoulder to cry on…

My friends this where I’m going to leave Peter and his adventures. Originally I had a happy ending in mind but somehow the story took on a live of its own. Oh well, it really started a some expended captions, not what I had in mind. Each of the characters took on a life of its own. With some I fell in love. Other I really don’t like. But that is life.

I tried GH’s prescription that he passed on to Stormy, but it didn’t work. Maybe because I used single malt Scotch instead of his Canadian stuff. Just don’t know.
Anyway, one day I might get back to Peter and his adventures. Maybe when there is frost on the pumpkin and lure of the golf course and the lake and my sail boat made room for a crackling fire in the hearth. Don’t know yet if there will be a new love or if Red get’s over her problems.

Thank you all for reading this story.

Timmy,

I can't thank you enough for this wonderful story. I know we were all looking for a happy ending but like life that is not always the way. I hope that in the future you will take up where you left off or by chance write another little diddy for us. I know every time I logged on to this site that I would look to see if you added another chapter.

thank you very much,

Sallyann

Timmy,
I am sorry to see you leave your story at this time. I want to let you know that I have learned a lot about the D/s lifestyle. I have also seen cuckolding at its best, Dan & Marion.
I have truly enjoyed the story, despite my rude comments earlier. I hope you come back to Peter. You have created wonderful characters in this story.
Thank you!

Hey! One of us (GH) bailing out is a loss - two is a coincidence, but three is a movement. What gives??
Seriously, I fully understand and support your decision - not that I'm happy about it. I know that it's tough to find time to devote to it, especially in the summer, but I do hope you will consider returning in the fall to resolve the romance of Peter and Red.

I've fully enjoyed the story, and want to thank you again for devoting so much time to bringing it to us. It has been an eye-opener at times, and great entertainment always. Take care, and enjoy your summer!

storm

P.S. I am a little surprised the Scotch didn't work. I tried the Canadian stuff, then switched to bourbon - which may explain the story I'm considering now, as well as the headache.

Timmy,
There must be something in the air at the moment. Perhaps its a function of global warming or just summer but to have so many great stories ending at once is such a shame. However, that is not your problem, and I just want to say thank you for giving us all so much. Thirteen pages of great narrative. Your story showed what can be done with good ideas and the desire to just do it, and perhaps what can happen when the desire wanes.

Timmy:

Thank you for all the time and effort that was put into this GREAT story!

Yes, it's a shame to see it end like it did, but maybe by the time the frost hits the pumpkin, Red will have gotten her head back in order and want some more fun with Peter's peter??

Thanks again!! Great job!!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy.

As quoted earlier 'not every story has a happy ending', this could be revived at a later date.
I for 1 enjoyed so thankyou very much for sharing with us!

Timmy as I was reading the last segment I was tell peter to run for the hills. But your ending sure was a big surprise. You are a true story tell the reader can never guess where you will lead us.

I do hope that when the frost is on the pumpkins you will grace us the the return of peters adventures with or with out red. I will truly miss your story tell. It was great fun while it lasted. My a call you my friend . you did a great job of entertaining us and I hope you have a good summer and enjoy your self.. Blazerman

Thank you ALL for your kind comments and wishes. They are truly appreciated.

Right now I would say that there is a better than 50/50 chance of continuing Peter's adventures. I've go some ideas and I'm noting them down to flesh ut at one point or the other.

Take care, stay cool if you are in those extreme hot areas.

Timmy

I will miss your story

Jenn
If you aren't having fun, you aren't doing it right!

Thank you so much for sharing this story and your amazing talent with us. It provided me with a really great escape at a time with difficult circumstances and I really appreciate that. I also hope you continue the story, and if you do, I will read the new installments with a very old bottle of Glenlivet that I have not had in a very long time. Have a great summer!

timmy i hope you are enjoyiong your summer and that you will enlighten us with more of your story this fall

Wow... I just read this over the course of three days and it's a terrific story. The best compliment I can give is that after a fairly short while, I wasn't reading it for the sex or the D/s, but entirely for the story. I wanted to see how things worked out for Peter, if Red could get over her trauma, how the business succeeded, if M and HH would get their much deserved comeuppance. Hopefully we will eventually get to see those loose ends tied up... no pun intended.

Thank you all for your kind words. I'm pretty sure that I'll get back to it at one point. The problem is that I'm very busy with several projects with my other hobby - model trains. I need to have a relatively long time span of free time to get something going. I would like to have at least a couple of segments in the "bank" before posting here. Right now I'm back to captioning. It takes me less than an hour to knock out half a dozen or so as long as I have right pictures handy.

hi timmy hope you are doing well . I realy would like to hear more of your story How is the trains set doung I too play wtih trains but not as much as I use too I now only set up the lionel at Christmas unde the tree///.. have a nice day

hi tim i hope you are enjoying the holiday day and would love to a pic of the train lay out joe

Ok Timmy, picture your favourite train. It's approaching a tunnel, it's blowing smoke, it's about to go in. WHEN. 'Stop', says the tunnel, 'you can't come in here like that', and the tunnel makes the train put a cover on, so the tunnel stays clean. The train has to wait a while to build up a head of steam and is just about to start into the tunnel when it informs the train it is now closed for the night. The poor train, who loves going in the tunnel so much, has to wait ..

I could go on .. but I'd much rather you did.

Have a good Christmas in the meantime.

Blazer and Peak,

thanks for the bump. I've tried a couple of times to kick start the story but it's not going any place. Cant quite get back into it. Not sure where I want to go with it. Red recovers or he finds a new love???

Really haven't had the time to concentrate on it. I need for my wife to go out of town so that I have a couple of days to just work on trying to get the flow going again.
On the other hand, I've been putting out lots of captions in two threads but they just take a couple of minutes

Have a very Merry Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year.

PS: Blazer, if you send me your e-mail via PM, I'll e-mail you some more pictures of the layout.

Timmy
When you continue we will be here to read. You are one of the very talented writers here. I am going to switch over to the captions to see what that site is all about. Your model layout looks interesting. Do what you enjoy and when the time is right I hope you will continue this story. Have A Happy Holiday and the Best to you and yours!
JJ.

timmy thanks i would ove to see more i use to puta lonoel train ubder the tree when the boys where growning up jo ps how do i do a pm

Blazer, just click on the little envelop next to my user name. It will get you to the section where you can post a private message that only I can see. Once I have your e-mail, I'll send you more pictures of the trains.

Thanks Jjthom, one of these days.

Meanwhile have a very Merry Christmas and Happy and Healthy New Year