cuckolding gone wrong

I slept incredibly well, like all cares of the world had left me. I had to chuckle to myself. Maybe that “mumbo jumbo” by Michelle and the fire purification did something to my psyche. I just don’t know.

After breakfast, I did some necessary house work, laundry and stuff like that ‘till lunch.

After lunch I was debating if I should check in with the sexy duo but decided against it. They had their own lives. So I went for a run, going slow and easy and walking part of the way I actually made the whole course. When I came out of the park, Michelle was heading in. She just waived at me and kept going. I thought that was odd. Oh well.

When I got home there was a message on my phone from Red.

“Hey Peter, are you up to having me as a dinner guest. Nothing fancy required. It will be just me. Call me please.”

“Hi, just got your message. I was out running. Saw Michelle go by but did not talk to her. Dinner would be great, I’ve got a couple of steaks that I can grill, baked potato and salad OK? Sorry I don’t have other veggies.”

“Sounds good Peter. Is seven OK?

“Sure come on over any time. Just walk in the door will be unlocked. What about Michelle?”

“Not tonight” was the rather short reply. “See you later” and there was just the dial tone. She had hung up.

So I did some prep work, made a batch of sake martinis and put them into the fridge and tried to relax ‘till Red walked in.

“WOW” was all I could say. There she was in this little black number “short” both on top and bottom. There was this incredible cleavage and it was quite clear that she did not wear a bra. If you want to seduce some one that was the outfit. Her hair and makeup was impeccable and those incredible emerald green eyes were flashing. I was just floored.

She walked towards me with the exaggerated walk that runway models do, stopped about three feet in front of me and twirled on her 4inch heels.

“I think you like – you can put your eyes back into their sockets and close your mouth. There are no flies to catch and I guess the "tent" in your pants will have to wait.” This was followed by that "silver bell" like laughter of hers.

“So what a lady to do to get a take around here?”

“Coming right up – sake martini OK My Lady?” “That will be fine Peter, thank you.”

We had a great dinner, talked about just about everything from local politics to the space program and very consciously avoided the subject of the two “M’s” Michelle and Monique who I was to meet the next morning.

I guess it was around ten when Red after having gone to the bathroom sat on my lap instead of back in her chair. Kissing my lightly on my lips

“Peter take me to bed. Make love to me. I can’t promise you that I will let you stick your cock any place other than my mouth tonight but please…”

I really never saw this coming – I really should have. The dress and all but it just proves that sometime we guys are pretty dense when it comes to the opposite sex.

I swept her up and carried her to the steps. I was not going to attempt carrying her up that circular stair case. She sat on one of the steps and lifted her legs.

“Take my shoes off “toy””

“Yes My Devine Goddess” she giggled a bit at that, grabbed my crotch and started to drag me up the steps.

After I had given her multiple orgasms with my oral ministration, she planted her cute butt on my face. “Your turn” and went to work giving me a blow job. It was not anywhere’s near as good as what Michelle could do but I didn’t care. If my Goddess wanted to reward me like this – it was all good. Of course as soon as I came – just like lightning she was off my face and pushing the “snow ball down my throat.

After that we just stayed quietly, hugging and gently kissing each other.

“Can we talk for a moment please, I’ve got to ask you something?”

“Sure babe, what is it?”

“Something Michelle said yesterday during our run in the park. She said that she was afraid that she was losing you to me.” I don’t want to come between the two of you and cause problems. I love you both too much to do that.”

“She told me about that and was pretty upset that I insisted to come here and stay with you the night. Part of it that I really, really want to be with you, you know just the two of us. Partly to punish her. She is my true sub. Throwing a hissy fit because I’m showing you affection beyond the Domme/ subbie stuff is not acceptable.”

“But I also love her. She was my “life saver” after the mess at the college. Before I met her I was going through life more or less on instinct. I did the work required to finish school and stuff like that but I was not really “living” if you can understand what I mean. So she will always have a place in my life not matter what direction that will take.”

“So please babe, don’t worry about Michelle, I know how to handle her. She’ll be OK. What I don’t know is what will be with you and me. I guess part of having this weekend was to show you that there are options for you. I should not tell you because your head is swollen enough but there are at least three ladies at the BDSM club that can’t wait for the divorce to be final so that they can try and snare you. See, WE all think that you are quite the stud with an adorable subbie side. I’m not going to tell you who they are because I’m going to try to protect my “investment” in you. Besides you would have to go through another purification ceremony (chuckling). “

“Later this week I’ll show you the tape – yes we taped the whole thing. Your face was priceless when Michelle set off the fire just above your cock.”

“But this enough talking. You need your relax. You need to be sharp when you walk into the “den of the lioness” tomorrow morning.”

With that Red gave me a scorching good night kiss, flipped over, pushed her cute butt against my steadily rising dick and within a couple of minutes was sound arelax. Interesting, this time she did not ask me to put something on like that night at the lake.

There were a bunch of thoughts cruising through my brain from Michelle to the mysterious Dommes from the club to Monique. Add to that turmoil a rigid dick and relax did not come easy.

Dude, you are awesome! I think back to my callow days as a submissive fetish and pain slut desperately seeking approval from a Dominant Goddess....and all the crap I went through when I was taken advantage of and had my eyes opened....and how I meant a neat Dominant Lady who showed me that I was not really submissive except out of Love or Courtliness!

Your protagonist has gone through several years of my development in several pages! GREAT job.

i doubt if our man will ever be a Dom but I am damn glad he is at least being careful about who he bares is soul to and who he gives his devotion to!

Another fine job.........
Cuck who loves a creampie.

hi Tmmy Very nice work. Peter will nave choose when he meeets with the wife. Not only about the company but also his permisterel life. waiting to here more joe

Thanks, I'm glad you still like it. This getting way beyond I had originally intended but I guess both GH and Stormy know what I'm talking about

Eventually it did come and when I woke up in the morning I had come to a decision. I was going to go through with the divorce, no matter what enticements Monique was offering. Also I was not going back and work for her. There had to be a clean break.

I got up, showered and shaved and got partially dressed.

“Good morning babe, what time is it? Are you going to feed me lover?

“Most certainly My Lady, what does My Lady wish besides juice and coffee?”

“What do you usually have?” “Most week day mornings, just some cereal. My own mix, similar to the Muesli stuff.”

“Sounds fine, I’ll have that too, call me when the coffee is ready.”

So I went off and made breakfast. We ate more or less in silence. I she also was thinking about our conversation last night. She looked absolutely adorable with her red hair still messed up wearing one of my shirts.

It looked like, she was in no hurry to go to the office. I sort of was wondering if she was going to wear my shirt or her dress. She must have guessed what I was thinking.

“When you leave for your meeting with M, I’ll call Michelle and have her or Sandra bring me some work clothes. You’ll have stop at the office to pick up the divorce agreement and the three versions of the agreement regarding your inheritance that we talked about.

Now go finish dressing, I’ll take care of the dishes. Then we still have a bit of time before you have to leave.

So I finished dressing and went back down. Red was sitting on a high stool by the kitchen counter sipping her coffee.

She turned her towards me and gave I gave her a light kiss on her lips.

“Remember on Friday you said that you wanted an answer, decision of what I was going to do by Sunday night? Well you know, that came and went and I never really said one way or the other. Well here is my answer to you.”
With that I handed Red a velvet box from a jewelry store. When she opened it she found a golden chain and a key.

She looked at me with big eyes.

“That is the key to a CB 6000 that I’m wearing right now. I ask you to be the custodian of the key. It is my protection, my “armor” against whatever clever seduction M might throw at me. My dick is locked up and will not be able to respond. It might get a bit tight in there but my dick is safe from her.”

Red jumped from that stool into my arms almost knocking me over and showering me with kisses while her eyes filled with tears. I think they were tears of joy.

“Baby, no matter what happens in the future I will never ever forget this moment. This is more precious than the night of your ordeal and purification. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your trust. I promise, I won’t use it.”

One last hug and kiss and then I was off to “beard the lioness” so to speak. I was not looking forward to this but knew that I had to it if I ever wanted to go on with my life.

When I got to the meeting room that Red arranged, Monique was already there sitting in a way that I could not miss a single item of her hot body from the thigh high boots on her long legs to the see-through top that currently was mostly covered by a suit jacket.
“Hello Peter” getting up and walking towards me “you look good”

I held up my hand “Please Monique, just say what you want to say to me and let’s get this over. I don’t mean to be rude but I’m pressed for time”

“Pressed for time? The way I understand it, you currently don’t have a job, so how you be pressed for time?”

However she did sit down again and in the process opening her jacket giving me a full view of her magnificent breasts covered by a black lace bra. All of it under that see-through top.

I had never seen that bra before, well at least not on her. I remembered buying it for her as part of set consisting of the black one she was wearing, a red one and a violet one with matching thongs. I had bought them for Valentine’s day. I got home early that day to find her not at home. So placed the gift package on the dining room table and went into the kitchen to prepare some snacks, expecting her home shortly. Suddenly my phone went off and a text appeared “basement NOW!”

Talking about being hurt, to do this on Valentine’s day. We had never spent that day being separated. I thought of making a fuss but the good subbie I was, I grabbed a bunch of going to work clothes and headed for the basement.

These memories flooded my head and missed most of what Monique had said.

“Sorry, I was distracted. Would please repeat”

“Baby, what is it? A dark cloud seemed to pass…”

I let the “baby” pass “Please Monique, just say what you came here to say. You asked for this meeting but please there is no need to…”

“OK, if you insist, I was just trying to…. Listen Peter, I know I screwed up when I ignored your safe word. I was angry at you for spoiling my fun and at Greg for having difficulties getting it up. I wanted to teach you a lesmister. I guess it backfired. I want to know how I can make it right. What do I have to do to get you back?”

“Monique, what you can do is sign the divorce agreement. I have it right here, we can get someone from the hotel to notarize our signatures and we can move on. It’s too late.”

“Maybe if the thing with “hairy ass” hadn’t happened, just maybe I might have overlooked you not responding to the safe word. I don’t know. But I also had a pretty good idea of you were up to. Remember that night when we played at the Cooper’s lake house. Well when we left and Alice hugged me, she told me to be careful. But there were other signs. I think that even if I had come home at my usual time instead of being early, I still would have found you getting fucked by “hairy ass”, who knows maybe even in our bed”

I looked at Monique, thinking was just a bit of guilt flashing across her face. Did I hit the nail on the head”

“Also, I was not crazy about your thoughts of building a “primister cell” in my place at the lake. The builder sent me the specs you had sent him and asked if I really wanted a place like that, with no way of getting out during an emergency. Then there was the sound proofing and the sound and video feed into the cell.”

Did you plan to lock me in there, with no way to escape and feed sound and video of your getting fucked by some stud in my house?”

Another guilty look. My, my…

“Yes, after you broke protocol and ignored the safe word, Alice told me all you had revealed of your plans for me."

“That bitch, I trusted her with my innermost secrets”

“Like I trusted you?

That seemed to hit “home”

“So you are saying that NO matter what I say or offer you, we are done?”

“Yes Monique that is what I’m saying. I lost all my trust in you. You blew it. Does it hurt? You bet it does. Will I miss the good times we had over years” Most certainly. But I will try to forget you, well at least the bad parts and for a while I'll remember the good times. But I’m guessing that those will fade away over time as I make new good memories with…

“With that red headed lesbian bitch, your lawyer?”

“Yes maybe, see I trust her. Right now she holds the key to my CB.”

Monique turning white – “What?

Then she sort of slumped down, totally deflated. “OK give me the damn papers, I see that I’ve lost you.”

In one way I was glad that it seemed to be over, on the other hand I expected more of a fight. But I guess when she realized that some of her plans for me had come out. Oh I don’t know.

Looking the papers over, “this looks OK to me. It matches what the bitch…”

“Please, Monique, you are better than that. Don’t demean yourself. Call her by her name or refer to her as my lawyer. There is no need for name calling.”

“Sorry, you are right. Thank you for reminding me. …your lawyer sent to mine last week. What I wanted to ask you is, you are not claiming half of my house. You are entitled to it.”
Monique, I don’t want a possible “bone of contention”. I just want this over with and I have no desire for any part of that. It’s yours and always has been yours. I guess (a little sad) I was wrong of thinking of it as our home.”

“Besides, I really don’t need that money. I’m well taken care of by your Dad’s will.”

Great work Timmy, I had fun catching up and really enjoyed the last few additions. The story is really different, in a good way. It took some serious thought and is not just what GH calls "masturbation fodder" - although it has a nice touch of that as well! And now I know what it means when a guy says a woman holds the key to his hard. Wait, that is the expression, right?

hi Timmy I hope there is more to the meeting with the wife so to be ex

Thanks for your comments. Always appreciated

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“Yes that was quite a shock. I won’t contest it. I wonder about what went on in Mom and Dad’s heads when they added that secret provision. Did they have some idea. Maybe Dad thought, we wouldn’t even last as long as we did and therefore not be anywhere near as expensive.”

“Anyway, I don’t think the company could stand a transfer of that much money. But I guess you know that. I talked to James and he said that a payment of 5 mill should be manageable without straining our reserves too much. Tell me what you think. You know pretty much to the last dollar what the financial situation is, well at least until you left.”

“Yes I do, that five million is what I had in mind and I was thinking another two after 12 months and the balance a year after that. Of course there needs to be interest, since I’m actually lending you the four million.”

“Interest?”

Sure, the will clearly states and requires a lump sum payment of nine million. If I agree to defer part of that, it’s only logical that the company should pay interest. I’m not greedy. I’m thinking one percent over prime to be adjusted every six months, depending on what the prime rate does. Today’s rate is 3.25 percent and it has been at that level for a long time. I don’t’ see much movement for the next 12 month but if inflation creeps up the Fed will most likely raise the rate and prime would follow.”

“Anyway for the next six months we are talking 4.25 percent. That certainly is not a hardship.”

So, here is the agreement based on my proposal. Take it and have your lawyer look at it. But please don’t try to stall. That offer is only good ‘till the end of the months. After that I will take steps to enpower the will and ask for the whole amount at one time.”

“Now shall I try to find a notary so that we can get the divorce papers signed.”

“Peter, when did you grow a set of balls like that?”

Laughing “you should know I always had them when it came to money. That’s why you can afford paying me the five mill and if push came to shove even the nine. I’m just being nice, in part because I still care of what happens at the company.”

“Does that mean you would…”

“Don’t even go there. No, I have other plans for that money. Speaking of that, should your lawyer raise concerns about me using that money to start a company to compete with yours, I’ll be OK with adding a “non compete” clause for say a reamisterable time. Like the three years that it will take you to pay me off maybe even five. By that time technology will have advance so far that there is no way I could do you any harm by starting as competitor. I would have to start from scratch.”

“See, I’m not hard to get along with and I do trust you when it comes to business, just no longer in our permisteral lives.”

With that I went over to the house phone in the room and asked if they could send a notary up to the meeting room.

When we left, Monique came close to me and was ready fend off a hug or kiss but no, she grabbed my crotch.

“Damn, you didn’t bluff, you are wearing a CB”

I was kind of stunned and just stood there, then watched as M blew me a kiss and sashayed out of the room with exaggerated hip swing.

Whew, I’m glad this is over with. I had a signed divorce agreement in my briefcase and a 90 percent certainty to get five mill by the end of the months. I realized that I was hungry so went down to the hotel bar, ordered a Yuengling and a bimister burger, medium rare, no bun and called Red.

“Red it’s done, she signed and she took the 5/2/2 mill agreement. She was prepared, well I expected that, and knew that the company could handle it fairly easily. I gave her “till the end of the month.”

“Good boy, I’ll take you out to dinner tonight. Michelle is out of town for a couple of days on business. So it’s just the two of us. We can talk then” – chuckling - “it will be off the clock. My job other than filing the papers with the court is done. Drop the papers off at the office when you get back. I’ll have to be in court this afternoon. Give them to Sandra, she’ll know what to do. See you at seven. Business casual, I’m going to take you to another neighborhood place I think you’ll like. Bye”.

With that she was gone and there was my beer and burger. Life was looking up. Tomorrow I’ll go to work on “hairy ass”.

I dropped off the signed divorce paper at Red’s office, went for a short run and relaxed for a bit before ringing the bell at the lady’s place at seven.

Red led me around a couple of corners to an Italian bistro. We had some great anti pasta and while Red had some sort of chicken dish, I had what I would consider the best linguini with a white clam sauce south of Little Italy in NYC. While we were having espresso and a shared desert, Red pushed the box I gave her in the morning towards me.

“Smiling, “I’m keeping the chain”.

I must have looked very disappointed and upset. Putting her hands on top of mine

“Look baby, I’m very honored by your trust, but I’m not sure I am ready for the responsibility involved holding your key. You are on a rebound and…”

I held up my hand. “Please hold on to the box for a moment. Let’s get out of here and talk about this either at your or my place.”

We walked arm in arm in thoughtful silence back to our places.

“Let’s go to yours. We can talk there. I think I feel more comfortable there. We are more equal there. There is (with a grin) no dungeon there.”

As we got inside “last time I was here there was a smell, not sure what it was. It also was on you and your clothes. What was it?”

I had to think for a moment, then I got it. “I guess I had smoked a pipe and did not do a complete job ventilating the place.”

“Have one now while we talk. I liked the smell.”

I was happy as a clam. I really liked the idea of the pipe. For me it’s the ideal tool during negotiations and if my guess was correct, that is what we were going to have.

See way back when during a summer vacation as an eighteen year old green lad, I was travelling with a friend in the Mediterranean. His dad was a captain on a tramp steamer. We worked painting and stuff like that but when we got to a port the two of us went off to sightsee. It was during one of these stops at Tangiers. We had gone to a bazaar to shop for some souvenirs for my Mom and stuff like that. I had picked up a hammered copper plate asking for a price. While I did that, I was smoking my pipe. It stopped drawing properly so forgetting about the plate for the moment, I poked at it and relit it. As I was messing with the pipe I finally realized that the guy selling the plate was dropping the price the longer I took getting my pipe going. Hmm, interesting. To cut a long story short, by the time we left his place of business I paid less than half of the original price quoted.

So smoking a pipe gives me time to think without seeming to hesitate to answer. It’s just that the damn pipe is not drawing right.

So I got my pipe drawing, served us a couple of cognacs and just sat for a moment to contemplate my next words.

“Red, I would be most grateful if you would hang on to the key at least until the divorce is final. Use it as you see fit to release me or not. I think that M is not done. Yes for the moment she seems to have folded her tents but I’m not sure. I don’t trust her. I need the security blanket of my dick locked and not available to her for manipulation. Please…”

“Hmm, I don’t know. At the moment you are sort of lost, not sure if you’re coming or going. I understand the part of the security blanket. But like I said I’m not sure if I want the responsibility. Maybe I should tell you who is interested in you at the BDSM club.”

“Red, no please. You are my true friend and i know I can trust you. I need your help. Hell, charge me a key holder fee. I’m sure there are some web sites offering that and we can find out what the going rate is.”

Laughing “OK, you win I’ll keep the redy key for the time being. You may regret that. Just think what Michelle will do once she finds out your dick is locked up – you know that sooner or later she’ll find out. Even if I don’t tell her which I’m not promising. She is going to tease and torment you, drive you out of your mind.”

Bravo.......

Another powerfull segment!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Thanks c41. Appreciate your support. This going way beyond what I had originally in mind but I'm having fun so I'll go on.

Timmy,
You continue to surprise and to grow with this story. It's a credit to you. Thanks.

Timmy

I just got caught up. The story is excellent.

Thank you

GH

Thanks Peak and GH for the kind words.

Great story telling Timmy, very intense. Glad to see you continuing your tale, and thanks for all of your time and labor!

Thanks much for the outstanding work....the twisty plot continues!
Win some...
Lose some...
Few are rained out

Timmy Your are doing a great job.

Thanks guys, I appreciate the support. This got way out of hand - I think Stormy and GH know exactly what I mean but it's fun so I'll keep going.

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“Here is a big question for you babe. Do you think that you can make Me have an orgasm with your cock while you are tied down like this? Having you tied is MY safe word. I can stop, if it gets too intense for me. I know you once made love to me without any bonds. That was different. This is still part of my “therapy”.

“I’m going to play fair. I’ll try to get off riding your cock, honest I will. But if the demons come out, I’m going to pull off. The deal for you is that once I’ve had my first orgasm riding your cock, you are free to cum any time. However, if I pull off because I can’t handle it tonight, the ice pack will get you and you’ll get locked into your CB without release.”

“Pray for us babe, pray. I really want this. Now get me good and wet and horny. Don’t make me cum, just get me to the edge or you’ll wind up with blue balls for some time.”

With that Red swung her pussy back on my face and started to get her “hot and bothered”.

"SHIT, I need your cock” and there she impaled herself on my dick. For maybe half a minute she did not move. Getting used to the feel inside of her. Then a wild ride. I tried to match her down strokes with up strokes as much as my bonds would allow me. This went on for a while when she stopped moving. I was afraid that she would pull off and leave high and dry but suddenly there was a deep breath and I could feel her orgasm coursing through her body and then she flopped down onto my chest, partially pulling of my rigid dick.

I thought “please don’t stop now, please”.

After catching her breath “How close are you babe?”

“Very close, a couple of strokes should do it. Please.”

Smiling she sat back up “I’ll give you five. If you can cum fine. If not…”

“NO, PLEASE, I need to cum”

There was a wicket grin “Will you let me fuck your ass? Not tonight, but soon and you get to buy a new dildo. That way you control the size.”

“Yes Goddess, whatever you say.”

Laughing “I’ll hold you to that, but what I was going to say before you so rudely interrupted me was If not, you’ll have to settle for a hand job. You should have known better. I don’t break my word. But I never said how you would be allowed to cum.” Laughing again “Men are such simple creatures, so easy to mess up their minds. I’m going to have some catching up to do. This is fun. Thank you babe for opening my eyes.”

“Get ready, here we go: Five, four…

“Ahh!!!” I did have a mind blowing orgasm at “one” and before I could catch my breath there was the “cream” from the “pie” dripping onto my face.

After I cleaned her up and gave her another orgasm in the process, she turned on a light, unhooked me from the bed and left saying:

“There is the bathroom for you clean up a bit and you can take the cuffs off. Sleep tight.”

All kind of crazy thoughts started to go through my head but, I guess I was just too tired, emotionally and physically drained and was arelax in minutes.

When I woke up the sun was shining into the room and to my surprise there was Red in the bed with me, smiling at me. I never noticed her coming back. That’s how soundly I had been relaxing.

“Hey babe, how are you this morning? (chuckling) When I came back after taking a shower you were gone and mean really, really gone. I played with your cock – it got hard but you never woke up.” Laughing “I guess I really worked you over. Go take a shower, you need it and come into the kitchen I’ll start the coffee but my most favorite slave will fix breakfast for his Goddess.”

With that she jumped out of bed and ran off with that red mane streaming behind her. It took me a second or two to get moving. I still hurt and when I got into the bathroom I had my first chance to look at myself in the mirror.

I looked like cuckolds brownie. Dark circles around my eyes. My nipples were various shades of red and there were a couple of little scabs on the one where the clip fell off.

The rest of my body showed all sorts of different colored bruised and stripes but as far as I could see there was no broken skin. I probably would have felt that when I got into the spa last night. Red sure is a s*******ed ***r.

That shower sure felt good and eased some more of the pain but when I got out and was dry I checked the medicine cabinet, found some pain *******er and took a couple. There was a toothbrush still in its wrapping and I used that. I couldn’t shave, but at the moment that was not really of any concern.

When I got out of the bathroom, I found a pair of panties, my pants and shirt. What the hell. Shit, why not, what’s the difference what I wear after last night. So I put them on – damn if they didn’t make me semi hard. This could be trouble. I put my pants on but decided not to wear the shirt for the time being. I didn’t think my nipples were ready for the fabric rubbing over them every time I moved.

“What is this? Are you trying to impress me with your abs or something like that? Put that damn shirt on.” All the while grinning like the cat that ate the canary. She knew damn well why I was not wearing the shirt.

What was I to do, so I put it on and moaned as it slid down my front.

“Hmm, and what it this? Pointing at my partial tent in my pants. “I guess I forgot to put the CB back on. I sure hope that you were a good boy and did not use MY cock in the shower.”

“Drop those pants, I’m going to rectify the situation before it gets completely out of hand.”

There was a pleased smile on her face when Red spotted that I was wearing the panties.

“Nice choice of undies Peter.” Then there was the dreaded ice, a bit of pushing and a click. I was back in chastity.

Hugging me, I got a big kiss and “Thank you babe. You’re the best. Have some coffee and juice and then feed your Goddess.”

So I went and put a couple of omelets together, toasted some English Muffins and we were good. It was almost noon, so I guess it was really “brunch”.

“I have to go out for a bit, do some shopping. What are you up to?”

I’m going to check my e-mails and put some finishing touches on my notes to discuss with Michelle regarding “hairy harry”. When will she back”?

“Got a text from her while you were in the shower. She’s delayed and won’t be back ‘till around noon tomorrow. Say, I’m going to be busy with court and stuff. Any chance you could pick her up from the airport?”

“Love to, no problem. Just let me have the airline and flight.”

“Let me call her and tell her, then she can call you when she’s on the plane.”

“Got her voice mail – hey Mich. Peter is going to pick you up tomorrow. Call him when you’re on the plane. Bye.”
With that all settled we went our separate ways. For the afternoon.

I was just contemplating what to do for dinner when my phone rang.

“Peter, would please come over, bring your laptop” and she was gone.

As I approached the door to their place I saw that it was partially open.

“Come on in, fix us a take. On second thought, I rather have a beer. Be with you in a minute.”

So I grabbed a couple of beers and opened them, knowing that at times like this they both preferred the bottle over using a glass.

“Hey, babe, give me a hug and kiss.” Putting a box tied closed with a pink ribbon on the counter.

A hug, a nice kiss and slug from the bottle “Peter open that box, it’s a present of sorts for you.”

I was puzzled and untied the ribbon. I had a real shock and Red was laughing her head off.

“Yes babe, those are your panties. Twentyfour of them. You will wear them for ME at all times. I might, if you ask nicely, make exceptions for visits to the doctor and days when you go and play golf. I’m not going to embarrass you in the locker room. It’s going to be hard enough for you to hide your CB.” (More laughter).

“Oh and you owe me 588 bucks. They are silk and I caught them on sale.”

“OK, but you said they were a gift.”

“Silly boy, I’m not going to spend that kind of money on you – at least not yet. The gift is that I didn’t take you with me and made you tell the eighteen year old hottie in the store that they were for you.” (more loud laughter)

“Listen buster, you better take good care of these. Like I said they are silk and you WILL hand wash them and air dry. Better go to Wal-Mart or a place like that and find one of those fold-up drying racks.”

“Now get over here, down on your knees and thank your Goddess properly for being so considerate.”

Damn, I never knew whether I was coming or going with these two. So why did my dick try to bust out of the CB?

“What do you want to do for dinner? Go out? Call for take-out?”

“Maybe take-out sounds good, what is around here?”

“There is good Chinese place and Yoshi delivers too. But I think I like the idea of Chinese unless you rather have pizza?”

“No thank you to the pizza. I don’t like it at all”

Oops, I think I just goofed. I saw that gleam in Red’s eyes. She’s going to *** my one day by powering me to eat that stuff. I think that pizza is unfit for human consumption.

Timmy:

Keep up the good work, you're doing a fine job and I'm enjoying every segment!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy

Very nice job love all the twist and turns that have developed.

Told ya this would happen! But did you listen? Noooo! Seriously, glad you've continued the story. It's still great, except for that pizza crack! Lovin' each new entry.

Thanks guys, I appreciate your comments and encouragement. Stormy, it's a free country and the constitution gives me the right to free speech "Pizza is unfit for human consumption"

I've given up on the picture thing for this story but I couldn't resist this one when I saw it.

Red and Michelle in a "private" moment

“You’re in for a treat, especially if you like corned beef. They’ve got best outside of NYC.” ‘Hmm, yummy. I wonder why we’ve never found that place.”

“Not fancy enough for two high priced lawyers”. That earned me a punch on the arm.

“Hey careful there, I’m driving.”

As we walked up to the entrance of the diner I could tell that there was a line.

“The usual large lunch crowd. We can do a take-out and eat at my or your place if you like.”

As we walked in, “Momma” spotted me and called over “Hey Peter you’re late. People are waiting for you.”

I got a curious look from Michelle “What’s up?” “Nothing, Momma is going to open up their room for just the two of us. That way, no one in the line will get upset because they think that there is already a table with someone waiting for us.”

Sure enough, “Momma” led us to the back room where usually all the staff eats either just before or after the lunch or dinner rush. There is a table for six and we had complete privacy.

“What can Jenny bring you”? “ Two corned beef sandwiches on Deli bread please. What are you takeing Michelle? I’m going to have a fresh squeezed lemonade.”

“Sounds good to me. Yes the lemonade for me too, please.”

“Momma” left us to put in the order. “I guess you come here a lot. Getting this VIP treatment.”

“I started eating here when they first opened a couple of blocks down the road in a smaller place, mostly take-out. I got to know them pretty well. It was one of those evenings when I was banned to the basement and I really did not want to go home just yet, that night we sat around talking and “Momma” mentioned that there was a larger place with a counter and more seating available up the street. They had the money, or at least most of it to buy the place but it needed extensive renovations and upgrades to pass the health department inspection. It seems it had been closed for a couple of years. They said that they could get a mortgage for the balance of the purchase price but not enough for the renovations. So I asked how much. They had an estimate of sixty to seventy thousand Dollars to do it right.”

I decided to take a chance and offered them the money for a piece of the business. Last year they bought me out for double of what I put in. But I still get the VIP treatment.”

“WOW, so what is “Deli bread”? I chuckled, it’s a real German style rye bread, you know with a tasty crust and it doesn’t turn to mush in your mouth as soon as you take a bite. The two of them are Jewish and lost a couple family members during the Holocaust so while they recognize it’s a superior bread they call it “Deli” instead of German.”

At that point our food came and when Michelle saw the platter her mouth dropped open. “This can feed a family of four.” I laughed “you said you were starving. Eat as much as you can and we take the rest home for Red.”

“So, we need to talk about “hairy harry”. “Yes, I thought about that on the plane. I don’t think I should approach him. He might make a connection between us. We don't know if or how much M and he still talk. What I was thinking is to employ Clarence Cooper. I’ve used him before for stuff like that. You know he’s a lawyer but does not practice. He goes in telling them that he represents the current owner of the note. Putting them on notice that full payment is expected when it comes due next month. That they will declare default on the note, the day after it’s due if not paid in full and attach any and all assets. That ought to shake him up. As it gets closer to the due date Clarence can suggest a transfer of ownership of the company for the note after doing some due diligence.”

“What does he get for this?” “He charges one percent of the transaction price, since it is over three million, it’s a fixed fee. Below that he has a sliding scale going up the smaller the deal is.”

“Sounds fair to me. Why don’t you set up a meeting, your office, my place. I don’t care so we can fill him in on what we want to accomplish.”

“I’ll call his office when we get back to mine. Say, how is the coffee here?”

“Hot and strong” came from the door as Jenny came in to clear our places and to find out if we want desert.

I looked at Michelle, she had devoured three quarters of that giant sandwich. “You want desert?” “No thanks, please wrap this up for me.”

Jenny, when you wrap that up, also please add three slices of the pie of the day for us. Thanks”

“Pie of the day?” “Yes, it will be a surprise. What I can guarantee is that you’ve never had pie this good ever before.”

“Can I spank your ass if I don’t like it?” I laughed “Can I spank yours if you “inhale” because it’s so good?”

“Watch it buster”.

Jenny brought us our box with the pie and the left over sandwich, I left a sizable tip and we left.

“There was no bill.” “Part of the VIP treatment.”

“I think I like being your friend.”

We got to their place, I carried her bag in while Michelle had the food package which went straight into the fridge.

“The pie should come out of the fridge an hour or a bit longer before you want to eat it. Much better at close to room temperature.” “OK, I’ll try to remember tonight.”

“Gotta go to the office. We’ll talk later, see what Red is up to and go from there. Thanks for picking me up.” A quick hug and kiss and I was dismissed.

So I went home. Checked some e-mails and started read some trade magazine when FedEx showed up with a package for me. I’ll be damned, I hadn’t been watching and Red must have changed the shipping to “overnight” because here were the dildo and butt plugs.

OK, I guess next time I’m out I better pick up some of the enema things and plenty of lube. This is going to be interesting.

Shortly before five I got a phone call from Michelle “Hey Peter, I talked to Clarence he’s interested in the job. I asked him to meet us at your place at ten tomorrow morning. OK with you? Our conference room is busy. Your dining table works just fine. Hook up your lap top ahead of time so that we don’t waste any time.”

“OK no problem, will do.” Oh by the way, we are going to be a bit busy tonight but Red said that I can call you to come over when we’re having desert since you bought the pie. But after…” Don’t worry, I understand. I’ll eat and run.”
“Great, see you later, bye.”

OK, I’m on my own tonight except for desert at one time or the other. No problem. Michelle was gone for a few days and I guess there will be all sorts of fun stuff going on tonight where a third wheel is not needed.

So I fired up my lap top to make sure everything was ready for tomorrow’s meeting. After that big sandwich for lunch I wasn’t really hungry so I made myself a salad and a plate with some cheese and crackers, grabbed a beer and had supper while watching the news.

There was something interesting on the local news about the city council denying the appeal of a decision by the zoning board that effected “hairy harry” in a very negative way. Perfect timing. That would add a whole lot of pressure. He now has to redesign his project and begin the process all over for the part that falls within the city. I wonder what the county will do. It will be at least a year before he now can turn a shovel on that project. Wow, he’s in deep dodo with all those notes coming due.

“hairy harry” your day has come.

Around nine the phone rang “come get your desert”.

So I went over and rang the bell. I must have stood there for maybe five minutes and was just about going to leave when the door opened just a bit and a bare arm with the pie box came through “Your share. It was delicious. Thanks” and bang the door closed into my face.

Damn, that was rather brusque and not very neighborly. Did I do something wrong?

So I had my piece of pie – best I could tell it was black raspberry or maybe boysenberry. Anyway it was really good. I watched a little more TV and went to relax early. I wanted to get up at six so that I would have time for a run.

Timmy:

I'm glad to see that you're extending this story........ it's turned out to be a fine adventure!

Thanks for all of your efforts!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

You are welcome C41. Glad you like it.

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The next morning I had a light breakfast, went for a run and headed for the shower. I was reading the paper when my door bell rang. The sexy duo was standing there. Pushing their way in and hugging, both kissed me and in almost unimister “Peter we are sorry about the way we treated you last night – it was not right.”

“Hey ladies, I understand, not a problem since you left me some of that pie. If you had not, I would have been pissed and I would have let you know in no uncertain ways that I was.”

“Listen to that Mich, our toy is getting “macho”. Too bad I have a client come in and you have your meeting with Clarence and this – oh I don’t know what to call him. I think a sound spanking will be in order tonight.”

With that, Red took off and Clarence pulled up in his car.

“Hey Clarence, good to see you. How’s Alice? Haven’t seen the two of you since Labor Day.”

“Thanks, she’s doing fine. Said to tell you that there is a special club meeting on Friday. Something about Monique. She would like you to be there. Any chance you can make it?”

“I was going to go up to the lake, take the boat out and stuff like that.”

“He’ll be there, Red and I are going to make sure. What time?”

“At nine, the usual time the place opens. Maybe the five of us could have dinner together. There is a new place that opened up on the way. Heard it’s real good.

“OK, let’s go inside, we can talk about there. Anyone want some coffee?”

So we went inside, I outlined to Clarence what I wanted him to do. He had also seen the news last night and agreed with me that it added a lot more pressure to get his debt reduced. I signed a representation agreement for the job and gave him a thumb drive with all the info I had on “hairy harry”.

He gave us the name and address of the new restaurant we agreed to meet there at seven on Friday night.

“We are going up to the lake on Saturday morning so if you come up too we can help with the boat and stuff. I think they are also planning on taking out the racing buoys and committee boat on Sunday. So your help would be welcome.”

“Peter, I’ll talk to Red later, maybe we all go up on Saturday. Should be really pretty up there with the leaves changing.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

We said good bye to Clarence and Michelle went back to her office while I went back inside to do some laundry before heading to the have store. I had a feeling that it might be a wise idea to get that enema stuff.

I had just finished the first bottle of that stuff when Red waltzed into my place. I had forgotten that they had the keys from the owners.

Seeing the bag from the have store on the counter she laughed. “I see you took my advice and got some of that enema stuff. So where are my new toys. I want to see.” I got the box out from under the counter and showed her.

“Nice. Drop your drawers and bend over that chair there. I’ll push one in for you.”

“I just finished one Goddess.” “Sooo? Are you questioning my right to administer another one?”

“sorry Goddess of course not. Please forgive me.”

I’ll have to think about that, I might add that later on when we discuss how many hits your ass is going to get. You’re not thinking that I forgot about this morning are you now? Come on hurry up over that chair.”

Well I did and Red pushed the nozzle of the enema thing up my but, not gentle I might add and squeezed the bottle until completely empty. I tried to get up but she pushed me back down.

“We’re not finished toy. Now comes the fun part, at least for me.”

With that I felt some lube pushed up my butt, then there was some pain as red pushed the bulb of the smallest butt plug in. Once seated, she slapped it “Now you can get up.”

It did not take very long until the cramps set in in my belly since I now was unable to expel the enema solution.

Why don’t you kneel down and worship my feet for a while, tell me how I’m a most benevolent Goddess, using only the small plug on your worthless ass instead of the largest one. It should keep your mind off the cramps. You’re good with words, make it interesting for me and not just babble the usual subbie drivel.”

I have another hour or so before Michelle gets back from a bar association meeting. I’ll use it for your training.

When my first tears stared to fall on Red’s nylon covered foot, she relented and let me get up and gave me permission to go to the toilet, remove the plug and empty out. I just had the plug out and sat down on the “throne” when Red pushed the door open and stood there to watch. Talk about being humiliated. When it seemed like that I was done “wash your ass good and clean up the plug. It’s going back in as part of your training.”

“From now on you will wear that butt plug 24/7” she must seen my face “silly boy of course you can take it out when you have a bowl movement. I know, same rule for the butt plug as for your silky undies. When you go and play golf, you can leave both at home but I expect you change into your “silks” and plug you butt as soon as you get home. I will make spot checks”.

At that moment, Red’s phone rang. “Yes Mich what’s up? She listened for a bit “OK, that’s fine. We’ll see you when you get home.”

“Some of the folks from the bar association committee are going out to dinner and Mich asked for permission to join them. You might have gathered that I told her it’s OK. So do you have something that you can feed your Goddess here or will you take me to Yoshie’s?.

We went to Yoshie’s. It felt really strange walking with that pug in my arse and sitting on that firm chair in front of the sushi bar was not the most comfortable. I guess I must have been squirming a bit because a couple of times Red put her hand on my thigh to sort of “steady” me.

As we turned the corner we saw Michelle’s car pull into her garage.

“Oh good, she’s back so we can begin with your punishment.”

As we got inside Michelle came out of their bedroom wearing just a really sexy bra and panties and she had what looked like my collar and leash in her hand. Interestingly tonight she did not wear hers.

“Mich is a Domme tonight and will do the punishment. I’m just going to watch” came the explanation. Red must have read my mind questioning the absence of the collar.

“Strip down here and then kneel in front of Red for sentencing for your cheeky behavior this morning.”

I did what I was told but when I got to my undies “Oh I like that color, burgundy, I think that is ass should match his panties by the time he leaves here. What do you think Red?”

“Drop your panties and turn around.” This from Red “No Michelle, he’s still bruised from the beating I gave him. Besides his transgression was not that serious. WE are not sadists, WE are benevolent Dommes trying to teach a foolish male how to behave properly in the presence of his “betters”. This is supposed to be “educational”, not cruel and sadistic. Be careful or you may wind up next to him.”

“Toy, pull your panties back up and come over here.” Pointing on a spot in front of her.

I knelt down, with a straight back, hands behind my back and looking at the floor. Red lifted my head up “always look us into the eyes. We want to see what is going on in your head. We know that you will submit to our will at all times, be proud of your gift to us. There may be times when one of us tells you to look at the floor or our feet but the norm is to focus on our eyes. “

“Yes Goddess.” I almost added “thank you” but remembered what happened the last time and stopped myself just in time. I knew that Red had caught it too and she winked at me and patted my cheek.

“So for your transgression this morning you will receive a total of twenty-four strokes, six on each cheek with the paddle and the same with the three inch wide strap. Now go upstairs and pull the spanking horse into the middle of the room, put your collar on, position yourself over the horse and secure the end of the leash to the bottom cross bar tight enough so that you can’t get up. We’ll be up shortly and you better be in position or I’ll double your punishment. Oh, and your arse should face MY throne.”

I was quite anxious as I went upstairs to get the room and myself ready. The punishment wasn’t very severe but like Red said I was still bruised from the beatings she had given me and I knew that I would be in pain by the time Michelle was done with me.

They walked into the room but I could not see them until they got close and then only their feet and lower legs because of my position over the spanking horse.

“OK, Mich, take his panties down.” I had anticipated this and made sure that the elastic waistband was not caught between my belly and the horse.

“Oh my, what do we have here” touching my butt plug. “You two have been playing without me”

Suddenly I felt pain and moaned as Michelle twisted my plug. There was a slap and her hand moved away.

“I did not give you permission. All you we're here for is to administer a simple punishment of spanking. Since you seem unable to control yourself go and kneel in the corner over there. I’ll do it myself. That way I know it will be done right. I’ll deal with you later after I send toy home.”

And so began my ordeal. I had to count the strokes, say thank you and ask for the next one. By the time I had received all twenty-four my ass was on fire but I had managed to stay mostly quiet outside of some grunting and moaning.

“You took that well toy. I’m proud of you but I like hearing my slaves cry out once in a wile. There is still the matter from earlier and for that you will receive five strokes with my cane. No need to thank me or ask for another on. It will interfere with my rhythm.”

Whack! The first stroke seared my ass and I could not help it but cry out.

I heard Red chuckle as the next one whistled through the air. By the time she was done, I was sobbing.

“Poor baby” stroking my head “you did well.” Michelle get your ass over here and put that special cream on toy’s ass, be very careful not to touch his plug or I will go even harder on you.”

That cool cream gently applied by Michelle’s soft hands did ease my pain and I was grateful for it. When she was done, she unhooked my leash and told me to get up. I looked around and saw Red sitting on her throne with a big smile on her face and a vibrator in her pussy.

“Come over here toy.”

I was about to kneel down in front of her. “No stand” and she pulled out the vibrator moving it towards my face. I opened my mouth and she put it inside. “Lick it clean baby.”

When she was satisfied, Red gave me a hug and a kiss. “Go home baby, I’m proud of you and love you. Now I have to deal with misbehaving Mich and a lowly male “slug” is not allowed to watch. Sleep well, (chuckling) or at least try to. Remember the rules about the plug.”

Another quick kiss and I was dismissed. I went downstairs, took my collar off and put it on the counter, got dressed and as I was leaving I heard a scream, that must have been Michelle getting her first…

On Friday morning, just before lunch Red popped in. “Time to go to a larger plug my sweet, sweet toy.”

I thought oh cuckolds brownie. So I dropped my pants and panties and bent over for inspection. Red pulled the plug “What do we have here. Looks like some form of chafing. That is not good. Any ideas?”

“Goddess, I think it’s from running. It is very uncomfortable and I can feel it rubbing.”

“Baby, I don’t want you to suffer needlessly. You have my permission to take the plug out before you go on a run as long as you put it back in right after taking your shower.”

“Yes Goddess.” She laughed. “It’s OK to say thank you. I think we better put some ointment on here. Got any kind of antiseptic stuff?”

I found some in my medicine box and Red applied it to the affected areas.

“There, that should help. You have my permission to keep the plug out until just before we go to dinner. That should be enough time. We’ll wait a day or two with the next size.”

A brief hug and peck on the cheek and she was gone.

Late afternoon, I did the enema thing, took another shower, shaved very carefully all body parts and put the butt plug back in. The ointment seemed to help and as long as I was not walking too much I should be OK.

Going to get them for the trip to dinner and later to the club things turned kind of strange, but both Ladies decided that they should sit in the back. There was some giggling and whispered conversation going on. Couldn’t really hear what they were saying. Were they plotting something evil for me? Oh well time will tell.

Coopers and we arrived at the same time at the restaurant. Interesting, Alice also sat in the back. I’ve never seen that before. As we walked up to the hostess station Alice said “ I have reservations, Cooper a table for three and a second table some place away from ours for our drivers.”

Clarence and I looked at each other somewhat stunned and the girls giggled. One hostess took the ladies to their table while another on led us to a table in the bar area, completely separated from the main dining room. It was clear to us as soon as we looked at the menu that it was limited to pub style food.

“Damn Clarence, that is a dirty trick. I wonder who thought this one up. First the driver bit and now this. I think we better stick to a non-holy water beverage or there could be trouble later.”

Peter, I think you’re right. I’m not sure, but I think it was Michelle that came up with this. There was a phone conversation earlier this afternoon between Alice and her. All I heard Alice say at one point “that’s a great idea. I love it”. So based on that…”.

I think you’re right Clarence. Say anything new with HH?”

“Yes, I’ve got a meeting scheduled with him on Monday. I’ll let you know once we’re done.”

We chatted about sports and the racing seamister just past when our waitress brought us two bills. The one for us and the one for the Ladies.

“Damn look at this, they were sure living high on the hog. Here is a two hundred dollar bottle of champagne on the tab.”

“Let me take care of this one Peter, I can write it off as business expense since we did talk about HH.” He had a broad grin on his face. “You take care of our tab here.”

As soon as we stepped into the foyer Red walked up to me and gave me a light kiss. “Good boy” was all she said and I was happy as a lark that we had decided not to have a beer in the pub.

The routine for few miles drive to the club was the same. Ladies in the back in both cars.

“Driver, I hope you enjoyed your dinner.” This from Michelle.

“Mich, ENOUGH, be very careful dear you are overstepping your boundaries a lot these recent days. Are you itching for another…?”

“Sorry Red, I’ll watch from now on” and then there was silence ‘till we got to the club.

After letting the Ladies off, we parked our cars and walked back to the building.

“Come with me. We go straight to the board meeting. We’ll meet them later in the vanilla bar.”

We wound up in an office with a small conference table where five Ladies sat, some in regular street clothes and two of them in fetish wear. Clarence pointed at chair for me and then sat down in the last open one at the table.

Hmm, is he the subbie “director” on this board.

One of the ladies, known to me as Mistress Tamara started

“petey, this board has been convened at the request of Mistress Alice and Clarence here to discuss…”

I held up my hand “Ladies, Clarence please forgive me for interrupting but before you go on I would like your permission to clarify my current situation and what my thoughts are about what happened to me. It might save you some time and possibly avoid certain conflicts and unpleasantries.”

“First my name for the time being is “toy” and I currently belong to Goddess Red.” With that I pulled down my turtle neck showing them the collar and tag.

“As to the breach of protocol committed by my soon to be ex wife, it did not take place on club property but in a private residence. It is not the sole reamister for the divorce action but certainly a contributing factor. I don’t think that anything will be gained by sanctioning Monique or even expelling her from the club. If she finds a replacement for me, I guess that it will be way more of a masochist than I ever was or will be. I seriously doubt that she’ll ever come back. It would be too humiliating for her. She aware that by now everyone here knows that she did something wrong even if they don’t know the details. There are some members who are her friends, maybe no longer because of this incident. Others may or may not give her disapproving glances. Like I said, it would be too humiliating for her.”

"Nothing is to be gained by any action. In the unlikely event that she does show up and participates in public or semi-public play, there are enough of you around to make sure that she does not step over the line.”

“I believe this is all that I have or ever will say about what happened to me. We had ten plus good years. Things changed and now we will be going our separate ways. There is nothing to be gained by further action. I appreciate the fact that members of this club have stepped up and made an effort to protect me. For that I will be forever grateful."

“Thank you toy, I for one appreciate your views and concur that nothing will be gained by any form or censure for Monique.”

“Do I hear a motion to reject the request for censure?”

The rest was formality and as we got ready to leave one of the ladies came up to me and gave me a hug. “Thank you for what you did. Monique is my friend and while I don’t approve of what she did to you, I still value her friendship and by your actions it will remain undamaged. Thank you again.”

Another one stepped up and looked at me “Damn, how did Red sink her claws into you fast. When I heard that M and you were splitting I was licking my chops. You are just what I want.”

I chuckled “She’s my divorce lawyer…” “Oh, that explains it. She was aware of what happened and why you wanted a divorce. Well good for her. I wish her and you all the best. Maybe she’ll lend you to me. I promise I won’t damage you.”

timmy I belive your are having Peter be to easy on M she did ignore the safty woed one at the club.

Timmy

Nice work. I love the care and concern Red is showing for Peter.

I also like the way Peter forgave Monique.

Well done.

GH