cuckolding gone wrong

Really enjoying it Timmy, thanks again for keeping it going. Well worth the effort - and that opinion is obviously shared by many!

Thanks guys for your kind words. GH I'm not so sure if he's forgiven M. He needs the divorce and money from the will. So blazer just maybe he'll get some form of revenge. Only time will tell

Clarence and I walked to the vanilla bar to find the ladies.

“Clarence you better explain to Alice what happened. I’m guessing that she was the driving power behind that.”

“Yes she was, but I’m going to need your help. She’s not going to be too happy. Tell her the same things you said in there. My guess is that Red will back up your reamistering.”

As we walked into the lounge, the three ladies looked at us. “So Clarence what happened?”

“It was denied. The conclusion was that it did not make much sense since most likely she might never show her face here again.”

For the moment, Alice seemed to accept that and asked us what we wanted to take. We looked at each other not knowing where this was heading. Michelle giggled, Red chuckled and Alice said “Oh go ahead, have a beer boys. You have our permission.”

As we were finishing our beers, the decision was made not to stay and play since all of us were going to get up early to go up to the lake for a work weekend.

We all said our goodbyes. “Shot gun” and Red climbed into the front passenger seat leaving Michelle to ride alone in the back. As I pulled into my place. “Mich, go on ahead, I’ve got talk to Peter for few minutes. I’ll be there shortly.”

I could see Michelle frown but she did not say anything, just took off. But I thought that she was pissed.

“Look Goddess, I don’t want to cause problems between you and Michelle. She didn’t look happy.”

“Peter, please don’t concern yourself with that. I know she’s jealous and I’ll deal with it as I see fit. You and I are developing a special relationship. I have no idea where it’s going but I’m not going to fight it. Mich will have to get used to that.”

“But enough of her, I want to inspect your ass, drop your pants toy and bend over here in the kitchen where the light is best.”

“Hmm, looks like the ointment is working. I’m going to give you the night and tomorrow off since I’m guessing you’ll be working pretty hard, moving boats and stuff. Just make sure you bring the plugs, enema stuff and lots of lube with you in the morning. Come give me a hug and kiss and have a good night. What time do you want to leave?”

“If we leave at seven, we can be up there by ten, maybe a little later. We can get all the small stuff done before lunch and tackle the big boats – we are taking the Cooper’s boats out too – after we’ve eaten.”

“ How about, we make coffee, we have a box of doughnuts that someone brought to the office today and we can eat those on the way up.’

“Sounds good to me Oh Great One.” Red punched me in the arm “Silly boy, but I love the sound of that. Good night, relax tight babe.”

On the way up, Michelle came out with “I think I’ll call Maxi once we get to your place. See if he wants to take me to dinner. I’ll probably stay over his place but if you guys come and get me in the morning, I’ll help again.”

To me it sounded almost spiteful and I glanced at Red to see if she had any reaction. “OK with us as long as you’re ready to go to work by when Peter?”

“Oh nine will be fine I think, unless we hit an unexpected snag today and don’t get as much done as I think we ought to.”

“Good, we’ll leave it at that.”

The rest of the trip was pretty silent. Occasionally either of the ladies commented on some especially colorful trees along the way. We put our stuff into the house, opened some windows to air it out and went to work.

We lowered the mast of the Scow and I disconnected all the rigging so that we could shove the mast into a special rack to keep it from warping. Carried the kayak into the garage where it would hang from the ceiling ‘till spring.

We had some sandwiches for lunch and I asked who wanted to help me paddle the boat to the launching area and who wanted to drive the car and trailer there.

Michelle said, “I’ll take the trailer but I don’t know anything about backing down a ramp with one.”

Don’t worry, just pull into the parking lot and when we get there with the boat, I’ll do it.”

Red and I didn't talk much as we paddled the scow to the boat launching area. I tried to gauge her mood but couldn't figure out if she was upset with Michelle. Did Michelle do this on her own, deciding to call Max. It almost sounded like that to me. Oh well, not my problem, I don't think. They'll have work our their relationship situation if it's changing because of what is happening with Red an me. I know I'm in love. But like Red said earlier, it could just be a rebound from the situation with M. But somehow I don't think so. Time will tell.

Once the boat was on the trailer we headed back and I backed it into the garage.

I can block the trailer by myself, why don’t you make some coffee and we can have another doughnut for a snack before heading over to Cooper’s to help them.

As I came from the garage I saw Clarence tow their two sailboats with his neighbor’s motor boat, well motor boat is not quite right. It was a rowboat with an electric motor. They don’t allow gasoline powered outboard motors on the lake as it is part of an emergency water supply for the area.

“I’m heading back to the boat launch to help Alice and Clarence. He’s heading over there now with his “fleet”.”

I pointed out of the window towards the middle of the lake.

“Do you need us?” “No you can stay here, the three of us can handle it. It will be a while before I get back because I’ll tow one of the trailers. That way they don’t have to make the trip twice. They did it already once for the second empty trailer.”

“See you in a couple of hours.”

I had a cup of coffee, grabbed a doughnut and took off.

great story timmy . Keep up the good work .

Thanks Timmy! I'm enjoying the interaction between the dom Red, dom/sub Michelle, and sub Peter. It's an interesting and complicated relationship - hope Red doesn't mess it up.

Timmy

I'm also enjoying the complexity of the relationships you're developing. I'm very curious to see what's going to happen with Michelle.

GH

Blazer, Stormy and GH thanks for your kind words.
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When I woke up, I slowly and carefully untangled myself from Red, went to the kitchen, grabbed some juice and started the coffee. The smell must have woken Red up.


Hey where is my lover? I need a good morning hug and kiss.” She didn’t have to say that twice. We took a shower together and Red took the plug out. Giving me a chance to use the handheld shower head on my rear. It felt good.

We had a nice leisurely breakfast and then I went to get Michelle so that we could go to work taking my dock and boat rack out of the water. Max decided to come along to help. I had to grin secretly – the old “goat” had a spring to his step after a night with Michelle.

We worked hard that day, getting all outside stuff ready for the winter including helping the get the club’s committee boat out of the water. Alice and Clarence had decided to leave their dock in the water and to try a bubble system to keep the ice from taking it out to the lake. If it works as advertised, I might do the same next year.

When all was done, we had a beer on my deck. Max went home and I suggested that after getting changed to stop at a restaurant on the way for dinner. The ladies agreed. We had a nice dinner and continued the trip home. As soon as I had put their bags into their place, Peter say good night to Mich.” then grabbed my hand and pulled me towards my place. “Time to put the plug back in.”

“If you go running in the morning, you can leave it out for that but after your shower it goes back in.”

She lubed the plug up good and it went in without too much discomfort. Gave me a hug and kiss and was gone.

I keep wondering how I could get so lucky to go from a Domme whom I dearly loved but betrayed me to another one with almost no interruption. Would I wake up one morning and realize that it all was a dream? I was still worried about what all this would do to the relationship between Michelle and Red. It was something special and did not want to be the reamister for putting a crimp into it or busting it up. At the end, I had no choice to trust Red in that just like I trusted her with my fragile heart.

With those thoughts buzzing through my head I finally fell arelax.

The morning was routine, a run, some house work, e-mails, checking on some investments and stuff like that.

Around eleven I got a call from Clarence.

“Hey how is it going? Do you think they’ll go for our offer?”

“Not at the moment. He wants an extra 1.5 mill over the amount of the note. He got a number of phone calls and he finally asked for a break in order to return some of them. Right now I’m outside on a park bench, so no chance of being overheard by his people. It sounded like that some of the banks and investors were getting nervous because of the city council vote and I hear his project is on the agenda in the county for Thursday. So the pressure is increasing. ”

“Not going to happen but tell him that I want monthly P&L statements for the last nine months. Not a summery, but detailed monthlies. His trouble with the army started around February so I’m guessing that each one will show declining profits as his troubles increase. That will give us leverage. Also ask him for the P&L statements for January, April, July and October of last year. I want those for comparimister. Tell him to e-mail them to …
He won’t be able to trace that address to me. Tell him you guarantee confidentiality.

Make sure he knows that we know about his problems with the Army and that as far as we know he has less than six month to fix the problem or face cancellation. Without the army contracts his company is worth half of what he signed the note for. Tell him that he has till tomorrow five PM to provide the P&L statements or we walk and start collection proceedings the day after the note is due.”

“Leave as soon as he our list of what we need. Let him stew. I have a feeling he’ll come around.” I’m getting a handle on the problem with the army and should be able to fix it very quickly.”

“OK, I’ll call you when I leave after I’ve given him the list of what we want.”

“Later”

I was positive that with the statements, I could convince HH that he was in real trouble and getting out from under the note would be the best deal he could expect. I gotta call a guy at county, played golf with him some time ago and try to find out what their thinking is. My best guess, they’ll make similar demands like the city and that will put him really into the “box”.

Wednesday Greg and I played golf and luck would have it that the county guy was at the course. So we invited him to play with us and during the round I found out that consensus was that the county should demand similar design changes and proffers, just as the city did. I was ecstatic, HH was in serious trouble.

Sure enough, on Friday I got a call from Clarence “Just got a fax from HH saying that he is willing to accept your terms for the company but that another entity owned by him holds the title to the land and the building the plant is in. He wants 1.5 mill for that. According to the tax records it’s assessed at 1.35 mil. What do you want to do. Leasing the building from HH is a bad idea and moving the equipment to a new location would delay getting back to profitable production.”

“Clarence, I’m going to run some numbers. I’ll call you back in an hour or so.”

I did some figuring and decided that it was doable but I was not going to cave in.

“Clarence, go back to him. Offer him 1.35 mil. if he can provide EPA certification that there is no contamination any where on the property. On the other hand if I assume the clean-up risk, I’ll pay 750,000 for the land and buildings. Let’s see what he says to that. I’m sure he knows that there are some spills of chemicals on the property. Could be all that some employee dumped some cleaning solution out a window because he was too lazy to go to the disposal barrels or it could be more.”

“OK, I’ll send him a reply and see if we can’t wrap this up.”

To my surprise, Clarence called back just before five. “Peter, he went for it. The note for the business and the 800,000 for the property. He must really be in a bind for cash. Said he would have contracts for us to sign on Tuesday. 200K at signing and the rest at closing.”

“Tell him OK, I’ll have a cashier’s check for you on Monday. Have a great weekend. Not sure I’m coming up to the lake, weather doesn’t look that great. Say hi to Alice for me and thanks for all the work on this.”

He chuckled “I’m getting paid so all is good. You’ll have my bill at closing. Can’t way to see his face, if he shows and sees that he sold it to you.”

I called Michelle, but got her voice mail. “Hi, HH went for the deal. You ladies want to celebrate? Let me know, I’m staying home this weekend. Forecast is not too good.”

Life was good, I grabbed some cheese and crackers and a beer and turned on the local news.

The national news had just finished when Red walked into my place – I’m not going to ask her why she doesn’t call first or at least rings the bell. Just uses the key.

“Hey toy, what are you up to. Tried to call you, not knowing if you were home or not and got your voice mail.”

When I checked my phone, I realized that I must have inadvertently turned it off after leaving the message for Michelle. So I turned it on and found that I had one voice mail from Michelle.

“Good for you, send me the contracts as soon as you have them.”

What’s up with that. I looked puzzled and Red ask “anything wrong?”

“No, no, just puzzled by the attitude that came across in Michelle’s voice mail message. I called her earlier but got her voice mail. I told her that HH had agreed to our terms and asked if you Ladies wanted to celebrate.”

“This is what I got back” and I played Michelle’s message for Red.”

“That stupid girl. She never said a word to me about that. Babe, I’m so, so very happy for you. Soon you can go to work and turn that company around and along the way make some money for your Goddess.”

I got a big hug and scorching kiss that made all forget about the funny attitude displayed by Michelle. I really think that girl wishes she had never met me. I know she’s too much of a professional to screw up the deal but I don’t know what I would do if Red would abandon me because I caused a riff in their relationship.

“Why so pensive Peter? Please don’t worry about her. She’s got her period and this time it’s worse than ever before. So for all practical purposes she’s out of commission. So what are we going to do to celebrate?”

“My Goddess commands and I follow.”

“Hmm, take me to Yoshie’s and then we come back here and we play with your butt plugs, time to go to the next size. I’m going to stay the night with you. Don’t want to be around Mich when she’s got it this bad. If I relax there in our guestroom I’ll have to be content with my vibrators and I’m not sure what the status of the batteries is. Staying here will allow me to be loved and worshipped and I can make full use of that talented tongue of yours. Let me go get a jacket and check if we should bring something back for Mich.”

As Red headed to her place, I grabbed my jacket and decided to wait outside for her. To my surprise Michelle was with her.

“Hey Peter”, giving me brief hug and peck on the cheek, “I’m sorry I was so bitchy. I guess Red told you why. I took some pills and would love to join you guys in your celebration if you still want me.”

“Hey, I understand, I’ve had recently some very nasty cramps myself”. Both girls giggled.

“Red has been telling me about your “ordeal”. Babe, I feel for you, I’ve been through that “training”. But trust me the “prize” at the end is worth it.”

Some more giggling. It became obvious to me that Michelle knew about the plugs and enemas, I don’t think she’s any idea of what Red’s ultimate goal is. She thinks it’s just the regular Domme/subbie games that she herself suffers through from time to time.

We started walking toward Joshie’s each of the Ladies had an arm hooked through mine and all seemed right with the world. I started to wonder if Michelle was putting on an act or if she’s coming to grips with the changing dynamics in the relationship between the three of us.

“So tell me about the deal”.

I told them about the conversation I had earlier that day with Clarence and that it looked like we could close on the deal by the end of the month.

For some reamister, during our dinner conversation turned towards Thanksgiving just a little more than a month away.

“Peter, my parents are coming for Thanksgiving. It’s a tradition and I was wondering. I need a couple of favors from you. First of all you’re invited. They are dying to meet you. Especially my Mom.”

“So here comes favor number one, please accept. No wait I’m not done. Favor number two – cook the turkey. We’ll do all the other stuff, but I’ve never really had good luck making a nice turkey. It’s OK, but I know that if you do it, it will be outstanding. Oh, I guess I should have said three favors – take my Dad and play golf with him if the weather allows. Please babe.”

“You don’t have to beg. I don’t have any other invitation – well I know I could always go to Cooper’s but no I would love to meet your parents and cook that bird. So when are they coming?”

“They usually come on Tuesday and go home on Saturday, that way they avoid most of the holiday traffic.”

“Great, I should have no trouble getting a tee time for Wednesday. Friday may be a bit tougher. As you know, I’m no longer a member of the club and have to go to one of the semi private courses. Great, make the reservation for three. I’m coming with you guys.”

“What you play golf?” “Sure, was even on the college team for one seamister but then…” trailing off. “But I haven’t played recently so maybe we can go someday next week, kind of knock the rust of my clubs.”

“Greg and I are scheduled to play on Wednesday morning. If you don’t have any meetings or court date, why not join us.”

“I’ll have to check the calendar in the office but I think I should be OK.”

Michelle, piped up, “I want to meet Greg too. After all he’ll be our partner in the new company. I don’t play golf but maybe I could join you guys for lunch after your round.”

“That should work out. We should be done by noon the latest. Any idea where you want to go?”

“Yes Peter, the private room at the diner. That was fantastic. Red you should see the size of those sandwiches and service this guy gets even when there is a line a mile long. He has a standing reservation for a private room. Say, I know they don’t sell any holy water, but under the law, we could bring beer or wine. Do you think Momma would mind if we did, especially since we would be in the back?”

I’ll call them and find out, but I don’t see any problem. Probably have to bring some extra for her and Poppa.”

Our dinner was fantastic as always. We closed the place up with Yoshi and his wife sharing sake martinis with us.

As we got to their front door, Michelle gave me a quick hug and peck on the cheek “Good night Peter, that was great but now I need to get inside before I get cranky again.”

“Peter, go home. No, I’ll come and stay with you, I’m horny but I need to talk to Mich. I want you naked, showered and shaved. I don’t want a “rug burn” from your ministrations to My pussy and ass – got that TOY? Oh, and figure out a way for me to tie you up on one of the beds. I’ll be over, latest in an hour.”

She gave me a quick kiss and went inside while I headed to my place. I left the door unlocked and decided to see what I could do about the bondage stuff. Then it hit me. The bed in the guest room was “Mission style”, that meant lots of slats on both the head board and foot board. Add to that some of my old ties that I could never get around to throwing out – heck some of them had come back into style – and we would be in business.

So off I went, removed the bed spread from the “bondage furniture”, got the ties. About a dozen, just to be sure Red had enough for what she had in mind. I got some candles to add to the soft lighting on the room. Next was an ice bucket and an open bottle of wine with one glass, a pitcher of water and plain plastic cup for the “slave” and the room was all set. All that remained was to light the candles.

Satisfied with the look, I went to my bedroom, stripped – realized that I better do some laundry tomorrow – and headed for the shower and shave. I took out the butt plug so that I could shave my ass as much as possible as well as every other body parts below my nose. Some hairs I could not get to because they were growing under the CB. I just had to hope that Red recognized that it was not possible for me to remove those.

I was anxiously waiting in the living room, it had been more than an hour when I noticed the door handle move. I immediately got down on my knees, back straight and looking towards where I was expecting Red’s eyes to be as she walked into the door.

A smile played around her lovely face, somewhat different from earlier since she had put on her “Domme” make up. “Oh I like toy, come here and greet your goddess properly. I went down to all fours and headed towards her always trying to keep my eyes on hers but of course as I got closer that became impossible. I planted a kiss on the tip of each of her stilettos, then sat up, straightened my back and looked into Red’s eyes.

“Welcome Oh Great Goddess to my humble abode. I’m yours to command.”

“Toy fetch the bag I dropped by the door.”

As I got close to the door I could not see it but then it dawned on me. Damn, if she didn’t drop it outside. Well what could I do. I tried open the door just a bit and reach outside, trying to find it.

“Open the door wide and get the damn bag or I’ll get it myself and use the cane in it on your ass and that will be the only “kissing” you’ll get.”

I knew better than to say anything and did as I was told, luckily it was late enough that no one was about. She was playing her damned mental games with me. A shiver went down my back and I had to admit to myself that I loved it.

So, I grabbed the bag, closed and locked the door and started towards…

All Red did was to point to the floor and got down to my knees and kind of shuffled over to where the was standing.

“Turn the kitchen lights on – all of them I want to be able to see when I inspect you.”

So there I stood, hands behind my head, legs spread while Red slowly circled me, sometimes softly stroking a part of my body, then pinching and twisting a nipple making me moan in pain. A couple of slaps against my balls creating momentary dull aches followed by some rather powerful once on my ass. I’m sure there were hand prints on both my cheeks.

Then came the moment of truth. Red knelt down behind me, spreading my cheeks, giving the butt plug a twist. “Hmm, you’ve had it out. The lube is still fresh it twists easily. You may answer.”

“Yes Goddess, I removed it for the shower and shave, trying to make sure all was clean and I could shave as well as possible without really being able to see what I was doing.”

Red chuckled “yes that is a bit tough. Maybe I should get you some laser hair removal treatment. Say when did you have your last enema?”

“This morning before I took a shower and put the plug back in.”

“Hmm, not good, I told you to be clean – you should have figured it out and cleaned your insides too. Now I have to do it. That is not want I wanted to spend my time with you. It’ will be extra hard on you now.”

By that time she come around to my front and lifting my caged dick “and what is this? Hairs?”

“Godd… “Shut up! No excuses. Now I have another job to do. That will hurt. Well, If I get off on your suffering while I remedy what you neglected to do properly, I’ll spare the rod some. Not completely, you understand but I’ll be mellow and somewhat merciful. Grab the bag and take me to where you will suffer for me.”

So we went upstairs and when we got to the landing there was no need for Red to do anything. I was back on my knees. She tussled my hair and I started moving towards the guest room on my knees struggling with the bag.

“Here for once I’ll help you. Get up. I appreciate your effort babe but when you have to carry something like this bag, you’re allowed to walk. Just get back down as soon as we arrive… I had pushed the door open to the guest room.

“Oh this is nice. I like. Light the candles, I’m going to enjoy them a lot tonight. Using old ties, cleaver toy. I like it but I think you and I need to go shopping for some bondage supplies so that you have a set available for me use whenever the mood strikes me.”

Settling in an arm chair in the corner of the room. “Wine, then unpack the bag. Maybe put the stuff by the foot end. ”

There it was, a cane, paddle some nipple clips. At least these didn’t have teeth but there was a chain attached and if you pulled on it, the clips got tighter and tighter. Some cock rings, a vibrator and a rubber bag with a hose attached to it. What? Oh cuckolds brownie, it’s a douche bag and Red will use it for an enema. Now I’m in trouble. I must have blanched a bit.

So you recognize the bag and what I will use it for, did you babe? Why don’t we start with that. There is already some stuff inside the bag. I want you fill it to the top with warm water. NOT hot. I don’t want to burn your insides. Let me know when you have it ready."

Doing as I was told I realized that damn thing held at least two quarts if not more. More than four times the amount than those bottle things I’ve been buying. That is going to hurt.

“Goddess, Oh most holy One. I think I have it right.”

“Hmm let me see. No toy, that bag is not full, here let me show you” and with that she added what seemed to be at least another pint. She closed the bag with a plug that had the hose and some form of nozzle attached.
“Find my something to use to hang this bag from the shower curtain.”

We managed with one of those wire coat hangers from the dry cleaners that seem to copulate and multiply in every closet in America.

“Now I want you to kneel down in the tub with your head and chest facing out. That way if you make a mess it will stay in the tub and be easier for you to clean up.”

I got myself into position and the first thing Red did was clip those clamps to my nipples and, gave it good tuck gave the chain a good tuck tightening them.

“There, they should stay on and will help you focus on My pussy instead of your cramps. I bet yours will be at least as bad as Michelle’s (chuckles).”

Red lubed up the nozzle and inserted it into my anus and suddenly it seemed to expand and expand. Whoa, that hurt.

“There, now we can be sure that it won’t pop out. It’s inflatable and very securely seated. I guess that hurt a bit. Well baby be happy that I used regular lube instead of Ben Gay or Icy hot. Those I will only use in the confines of my soundproof dungeon. Maybe one day when you really pissed ME off.”

And then there was the flow and increasing pressure as the bag slowly emptied its content into my innards. It did not take long for the cramps to start and Red settled herself on a low stool in front of me with her legs over the edge and inside the tub to either side of my shoulders.

“Get busy toy. You know the drill the sooner I’m satisfied by your tongue and had my fill of orgasms for the moment, the sooner you’ll be allowed to empty yourself.” In between trying to eat her pussy I was crying and begging for mercy. Of course fat chance, instead the pain on my nipples increased from the manipulations of the clamps. Then a really explosive orgasm hit Red and she ripped those clips right off.

“Ahhhh”, followed by loud sobbing.

“Poor baby, but that way you were able to participate in my orgasm. You didn’t like it?” (chuckles)

I decided to keep quiet because no matter what I would say, I would be in trouble.

“OK, stand up. Give me your hand” and Red guided it to the valve that held the air for the nozzle.

“Feel this? Push it and pull the nozzle out as soon as you feel it’s deflated enough. I suggest you do it over the toilet. But wait ‘till I have turned on the fan and closed the door. Let me know when you’re done and cleaned up including any spillage.”

Red had disconnected the bag from the hose which now hung like a red tail out of my butt. Gingerly I made my way over to the toilet, positioned myself and pushed the button, waited a few seconds before pulling the plug out, desperately trying to hold ever thing inside until I had my hand and the hose out of the way.

I composed myself, cleaned myself up and walked toward the door when Red opened it… “Oh you’re not done babe. One more time. We have to rinse out the stuff that was in that first bag. Fill the bag again with warm water “ and the vicious cycle was repeated.

When finally done, I was exhausted.

“Come baby lay down on the bed. I’m going to tie you up and give you a bit of a rest. I’ll even unlock your cock and check for abrasions. Try not to get hard without permission or…” leaving the threat of dire consequences hanging in the air.

Of course there was no way I would not get hard with Red checking my dick for any sort of abrasions. There were none, I had been careful and gone over every part of the CB with six hundred grit sand paper to make sure it was completely smooth.

“Well since you could not obey and stay soft like I told you, you will now stay hard ‘till it is time to hit the ice pack.” With that Red’s soft mouth descended on my dick and in no time I was harder than ever before. That’s when the cock rings went on. Now there was no way the red could recede and I would stay hard ‘till they were removed. This could get painful.

“Well baby now that your cock is nice and hard, it will be very easy for me to check for stray hairs and I will demonstrate to you that if you had wanted to please your Goddess, you would have come to the same conclusion.”

At that moment some pain seared through my dick and triumphantly Red held up some pincers and single offending hair that she had ripped out.

“That’s how it is done you can’t reach the hairs with your razor because of the CB. Take pincers and rip them out one by one unless of course you try to speed up the process and grab several at the same time.”

“OUCH!” “Got four them this time babe.”

This went on for a while and several times the pincers got more than just hairs but bits of skin too. I shall be more diligent with the hair removal in the future.

“You know I’ve figured it out” “Figured what out Goddess?”

“Why Mich is so bitchy these days. Yes in some way she’s jealous of you for finding your way into my heart. But I think the main reamister is your cock and what you can do with it. She thinks that I let you fuck me and she’s not getting any. You know she really is primarily hetro but always was bi-curious and when we got thrown together she kind of forgot about cocks for quite a while. It’s only since you’ve come onto the scene that she’s really reverting to being bi because it’s fun. I can give her something no guy can give her but on the other hand I don’t have a cock.”

“So since she craves your cock, she shall have it.”

I yelped as the first batch of hot wax hit my poor dick. Damn that hurt.

“What I’m going to do babe, is make a mold of your cock just the way it stands very proudly. I’m going to build up the wax to a point where it won’t break or collapse when I take the whole thing off. You were so involved in your suffering and my analysis of Michelle’s problem that you did not feel me putting baby oil all over your cock and balls. That will make the wax come off easy. Once I have the mold, I know a guy who makes custom dildos and he will make your cock out of silicone using the mold we’re making tonight.”

“When he and I are done, Mich will be able to take your cock where ever she goes. Maybe that will do the trick.”

I really didn’t think that it would work. Having a silicone replica of my dick did not solve the problem that was slowly coming to a head between the three of us.

Once the mold came off – it actually worked Red started teasing and torturing my dick while every so often paying some painful attention to my nipples.

“So Peter tell me about Greg. He’s going to be our partner. What can you tell me about him. Is he married, going steady, what is his thing when it comes to ladies?”

“He was married once, but that was before I knew him. He’s a very successful financial adviser and also has a CPA firm. I’ve seen him with lots of different ladies during social functions at the club and some charity events. Obviously M was attracted to him. I don’t know for how long that has been going on or if for her it was just the idea of cuckolding me with a friend that made it interesting for her. To be honest, we’ve never much talked about women. I don’t really know why his marriage failed. I know he’s one of the most eligible guys around the city and I’m sure a bunch of ladies would love to get their hands on him, his money or both.”

A bit mischievous, “Peter you have seen his cock, what’s it like?”

“It’s larger than mine. I never measured it but it seems to be a bit thicker too.”

There was devilish glint in Red’s eyes “larger than yours? Why am I wasting my time with this?”

That comment opened up a wound. “Starboard”

“OK babe what’s up. Why the safe word?

“Please stop right there. If you have any thoughts of going after Greg, even if just to torment me. Please forget it. For one, I don’t think he ever would get involved with any Lady that I have an interest in. He got burned with the M thing. Secondly, I will not stand for it. I love you and I don’t care if you don’t love me back. But getting involved with my friend Greg would mean the end of us. This maybe presumptuous of me by assuming something that may or may not exist but I will never accept being a cuckold. At least not for a very long time. I can deal with what you and Michelle have going. I’m OK. I understand it and yes it does or could make me a cuck of sorts. But if you ever tried to bring another guy into the mix. That would be end. I doubt that we could even be friends if that were to happen. I’m sorry, I’m not trying to tell you what to do. I have no claim on you. But I feel we have something special and I have great hopes that after my sacrifice at your next “therapy” session you will find it in your heart to…”

“Hold it right there.” There were tears in Red’s eyes. “I’m so sorry babe. I wasn’t thinking. I love you too. I would never try to hurt you. I don’t know if we ever have a future other than very special friends. Only time will tell because I still think that you’re on a rebound and not fully responsible for your emotions. But you know my history. You are the only guy who has ever put his cock inside me since that horrible night. I think, no I know that I can honestly say, you will remain the only one if for no other reamister than I felt safe with you, don’t ask me why. Maybe because you also have been deeply wounded, differently from me but just as damaging to your heart and soul.”.

“There was a time before I knew you when I tried dating. I thought that something was wrong with me. I used to enjoy sex with guys. So tried, tried really heard, but as soon as the guy put his hands on my boobs, I was so out of there.”

“I’m truly sorry, I wasn’t thinking when I started to tease you and I’m happy you brought that up. If we ever truly become an “item” as they say, I promise to only cuckold you with Ladies. NO guys ever.”

We both kind of laughed a bit and Red crawled up to me and kissed me very, very tenderly. Not the demanding, searching for the tonsils but just lovely and soft gentle kisses.

“I think we are done for the night let me untie you. Oops, not so fast, gotta get that beautiful cock back into its cage.”

The cock rings come off somewhat painfully, the ice hurt even more and then there was that “click” and I was back to being horny and sexually frustrated.

Now, I can untie you and I want you to make love to me. You know what I mean but not here. This is our play room. Take me to your bed.”

Hi Timmy I enjoy the way you have Peter and Red opening up to each other it is a true love story with a twist . Great work

lovely new twist timmy 1704

Yes.... the twist are keeping this adventure very interesting!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Timmy

I'm enjoying the interractions between all of your characters. This is fun.

Thanks

GH

Thanks guys, I appreciate the kind words.

Regarding the next chapter, some of you might find some what follows boring but it's the only way I know how ti get from here to there.
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I had a rather restless night and was up early. I made some coffee, had some cereal and went for a run and walk combination. As I was walking past their office door, Sandra stepped out.

“Good morning Peter, I was just going to come and see you and give you this.” She handed me an envelope. “Have a great day.”

I took the envelope, it was permisteral stationary with Red’s name on it. Walking the last few steps to my place I was wondering, now what could this be all about.

I grabbed a cup of coffee and contemplated the envelope. I was apprehensive about opening it. Finally I did and the first thing that fell out was the key to my CB.

Now what? What is going on? So I pulled out the paper and found a letter written by hand in rather beautiful script and green ink.

My dearest friend Peter,

This is going to be hard. I’m an attorney and I’m supposed to be good with words but what I have to say is difficult. So if seem to be ramble, please bear with me.

Peter, I am totally confused about all of my relationships. I have never felt this way before. In order to try to sort out my feelings, I’ve gone away. Since I don’t know if and when I’ll be back, I set you free. I release you from your wows to me.

I had stop reading because my eyes misted over. What is going on?

Taking a deep breath I continued reading.

Peter, please believe me when I say that my decision to leave is not a result of you doing something wrong. Just the opposite, you’ve done everything right. Well almost, you should not have given me the key to your CB and I should not have accepted it. Remember, how I told you that I was not ready for the responsibilities that came with holding that key.

Sadly I have to say that I was right. By accepting it I may have screwed up the lives of my two best friends.

Our therapy session has helped me tremendously towards healing my mental scars. But on the other hand it added complications to my life that I’m just not ready for.

Life was so much simpler when I was a “man hating bitch” and there was just Mich and I.

Yes Peter, Michelle has a similar letter and does not have any idea of where I have gone. While she most likely will blame you, I know that she’s a true professional and fully trust her fully to conclude your business with HH to your full satisfaction.

Sandra can handle anything that may come up in your divorce case. She’s been doing the actual work on it under my supervision. So you are in good hands as far as all your legal business is concerned.

As far as your permisteral life, I know it’s a train wreck and I’m sorry for that. I should have never let it come to a permisteral relationship. We should have remained casual acquaintances that have a strictly professional relationship.

Peter, in no way do I blame you for this mess. It is I who screwed up. Initially I thought we could just play a bit, help you get over the loss by fulfilling some of your fantasies. I was stupid in not realizing how fragile you were and that you would fall for me or for that matter probably any woman who showed you some love and scratch those “subbie itches” at the same time.

Please do not try to find me. The cell phone number and e-mail address you have are no longer working. I will contact Sandra from time to time to check on business and she will have my permission to let both of you know that I’m OK in a physical sense.

I’m going take whatever time it will take to sort out my feelings for both of you. There may be future for us. I just don’t know.

Peter, promise me that you will not sit around the house and mope and play the martyr. I doesn’t become you. You are a strong individual with high moral standards in spite of your kinky desires to be dominated by a Woman. You proved it by standing up to M. You have friends in Alice and Clarence as well as Greg.

I promise that I will contact you as soon I have come to a decision on how to solve my present dilemma.

So Peter, please go out, have some fun. There is a bar on 6th street that is a fun place on Sunday nights. If you see a stunning blond with really long hair, her name is Cindy. She’s a friend and a very good listener. She knows my history.

Be well my dearest Peter,

Love Red

I was devastated, there I thought that maybe, just maybe my life was on the right track an than this blow. I wonder how Michelle is dealing with this.

That’s when my phone rang “Peter, I’ve heard from Harry’s attorney. Can you come over? We need to cover a few things.”

“Sure thing, I’ll be there. OK if I take a quick shower first? Just got back from running.” “You better, I don’t want to have to fumigate the office.”

Fifteen minutes later I walked into their office and Lori the receptionist just pointed at Michelle’s door. “Go right in Peter.”

Michelle was standing by the window looking out. When she turned around, she looked like she had been crying even though she tried to hide the fact with her make-up.

“You rotten bastard, it’s all your fault with your smooth talking and Goddess cuckolds brownie.”

I took a step backwards, when she rushed towards me I got ready to fend off a physical attack but she just hugged me and started to sob on my shoulder.

“Peter, what are we going to do? How can we help her. I’ve been up all night long trying to figure it out. I found my letter late yesterday afternoon when I got back from running. Oh how I wanted to rip your heart out and your balls off.”

“By this morning, I’ve come to the realization that Red was right. It’s not your fault. You were and still are a lost puppy looking for its master or better mistress. I can’t blame you. In part I blamed myself. I encouraged Red to take your key. To see if she could erase some of her demons by taking total control over you.

Peter, what if she harms herself, I’ll never forgive myself. I got jealous when you two seemed to get along and Red spend more private time with you then with me. I turned into a bitch. It’s my fault she’s gone. I should have just let her be, find herself. As much as I love and need her, I also need a good fuck every so often. She always let me. Why couldn’t I do the same for her?”

“Michelle, don’t beat yourself up. Humans are funny creatures with many different emotions and no one can tell in advance how each of us will react to a given situation. I think we have to make sure that Red is OK.”

“I assume you have her Mom’s phone number. Call her, give her an idea of what happened. I know they are very close. Tell her you’re concerned, just want to know that Red is OK. Tell her that we are OK as much as we can be and will give Red all the space and time to figure out what she wants to do.”

“I think that is all we really can do. Hopefully, she’ll get things sorted out and come to a decision that is right for her and that will give her peace. I for one, while I might not like what comes out of this, will gracefully accept it.”

“OK, let’s try that. I’ll call.”

“Hi Marion, it’s Michelle and Peter. We have you on a speaker phone.”

“Hi, I was going to say good morning but I guess it really isn’t for you. Yes I know and to answer what I think is mostly on your mind, physically Red is OK and I am sure, that she will stay that way. I’m going to join her for a few days, see if I can help her sort things out. I know that I can’t tell you not to worry but I’ll make sure she’s safe. You both have been great friends to my girl and hope to meet you soon Peter. Michelle you have my cell number, if you need to talk to me, feel free to call me. I won’t tell you where we are but if you need reassurance that she’s OK, I’ll give it to you from time to time.”

“Now I need to go and Peter, follow Red’s advice in her letter to you. You need to look after yourself now. For the time being you won’t have my baby to do it for you.”

“Please tell Red from us that we love her.”

“I will, take care. Bye.” And the connection was broken.

Michelle looked at me sort of questioning and I said “Sixth Street Bar”.

She nodded understanding and gave me a brief hug.

“Back to business. The closing is set for Thursday eleven AM in this office. Here are the details of the breakdown for the payment of the balance of the purchase price for the property and building.”

I looked at it and saw that payment in different amounts to made to three entities. The largest amount to a bank. My guess a loan payment, or at least and interest payment.

“I’ll have cashier’s checks for these amounts ready for Thursday morning.”

Peter, I want you to be in my office fifteen minutes earlier. I’ll hide you here. We’ll get things set up in the conference room. I’ll have someone from the title company there. I want to keep your identity secret as long as possible.”

“Question, is there anything that HH can do to ******* the deal once he knows it’s me that is buying his place?”

“Yes, he can say no, but if he does he’ll owe you not only the amount of the note but also a penalty of 750 K for breach of contract. I don’t think even he is stupid enough to want that. It would drive him into bankruptcy and I’m not talking chapter eleven here.”

“I see you’ve got everything under control here. I don’t know about you but I am not feeling very sociable right now. I too have some thinking to do. I think that if this situation with Red had occurred a couple of month earlier before I got involved in buying that company, I would have folded my tents and gone away. Now I’m stuck here. Oh well, that’s life. I’ll see you on Thursday morning. Take care. You have a firm to run.”

I went back to my place and did exactly what Re told me not do, mope and be miserable. The only bright side, I felt that I was no longer obligated to wear the butt plug and I put all that stuff away into a drawer in what supposed to be our play room. Strangely I had no desire to take the CB off. It was almost like a security blanket. As long as it stayed on there was a chance for Red to come back. I wanted her to take it off. So I put the key into a safe place.

I decided to go to the bank and get the cashier’s checks so that that part was out of the way, maybe have lunch at the Diner. That’s when my phone rang.

“Hey Peter, it’s Greg, how are things?”

“Don’t ask. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to let you know that I can’t play on Wednesday, have to go out of town for a couple of days.”

“Thanks for the heads up. Say what are you doing for lunch? I was thinking of the Diner at noon. I really would like to talk to you.”

“Make it twelve thirty and I’m your man. No beer. Need a clear head later on that afternoon.”

“OK, see you then and thanks buddy.”

By the time Greg got to the diner, I had secured a semi private booth where we could talk.

We ordered and then “What’s on your mind buddy, you seem down?”

“I am, Red took off to places unknown, needing space and time to think things through regarding her relationships with Michelle and me. It came totally out of the blue. Had a hand delivered letter telling me about her need to reevaluate her relationships. Michelle found one very similar in tone when she got back from running Sunday afternoon and Red was gone. “

“Speaking of Michelle, she seemed to be quite taken with you when we had lunch here last week. You should give her a call. Ask her out to dinner.”

“Isn’t she?” “Yes and no. She is really bi and I think that her preference over the long run is hetro as long as she can get an occasional fling with a girl in. I think the relationship between Red and her has been changing even before I came into the picture. Give it a try. It might cheer her up a bit and she can be really good company.”

“On the brighter note, the closing on Harry’s properties is this week. I’m looking forward to getting back to work. Maybe that will change my current outlook on life.”

“I would like you have a team of your auditors standing by at the plant and I’ll need to borrow a guy for a while to act as comptroller till I have a chance to evaluate the current management team. I’m going to be busy with getting production straightened out but bills have to be paid, payroll needs to get done and stuff like that. I’ll feel better is someone working for you is watching our money.”

“I have just the guy for that and he can stay till the middle of December after that I’ll need him again. Since I’m part owner, I’m only going to charge you his actual pay and fringes, not my usual margin.”
““Works for me. Thanks.”

I kind of muddled through the next days, trying to concentrate on what needed to be done once I took over HH’s business but Red was never far from my thoughts. Damn I miss that girl something fierce. I still was wearing the CB, never took it off. I don’t know, it was like as long as I wore the blasted thing, there was a chance that one day she would be back and take it off herself.

Well the day of the closing came and I wish I had picture of HH’s face when I walked into the meeting. He exploded with series of profanity and got up to leave.

“Mr. Levi, my client and I as well as Ms Jones from the title company are going to leave you alone for exactly fifteen minutes so that you can explain to your client the consequences of breach of contract. For your information I have a paralegal standing by at the courthouse with completed papers and the filing fees ready to file the law suit for breach of contract and for collection of the now two days overdue note we hold.”

When we come back in, the papers better be signed or the call goes out to file and it will be too late.”

“Time starts now”.

We went into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and about ten minutes later Lori came looking for us. “They are ready for you, There was some shouting and cussing. That guy sure is crude. But he seems to have calmed down.”

We got it done with minimal fuss and now together with Michelle, Red, Greg end I owned HiTEK, Inc.

I got the plant just before noon and saw Greg’s team as well as number of uniformed security people waiting for me. I wanted make sure that there would be no vandalism or any other kind of mischief going on.

I walked into the office asked for Mr. Walters, the VP and General Manager. From the look on his face as well as the demeanor of the receptionist, word had reached them already.

“Mr. Walters, nice to meet you. I guess you know that I’m the new owner. There is an audit team waiting outside as well as some security staff. Is there a public address system in the plant? I would like to make an announcement.”

“Yes there is in the production manager’s office.”

I was introduced to the production manager and he handed me a microphone.

“Good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is… and I’m the new owner of HiTEK. It is my full intention to run this company the best way possible. For now all your jobs are safe. However, I want you to shut down production in an orderly and safe manner. There will be some uniformed permisters around to make sure nothing unfortunate happens. Once the plant is shut down, I want you to go home. Don’t worry, you’ll be paid for the full day. I expect everyone back here tomorrow at eight AM for a meeting. The evening shift will also be there and again after the meeting you will be off for the rest of the day with pay. Production will resume Monday morning.”

“I would like all production supervisors to stay for a while as will talk to them later on. Thank you for your cooperation and I sincerely hope for a successful future for us all. Enjoy your afternoon off.”

“Now Mr. Walters I would like to meet the management team. Oh and if you please pass the same information about going home and coming back tomorrow to the clerical staff.”

The meeting with management was a bit tense as told them that for the time being they would keep their jobs but that might find it necessary to make some changes down the line.

“I would appreciate it if everyone here could provide me with a resume by the middle of next week. It will be one way to get to know you a bit better, having background info on your education and previous employment.”

That got the room buzzing “Please relax, for now it is just a way for me to learn about you. I mean it when I say that I don’t expect to make too many changes.”

Mr. Walker and another gentleman walked up to me. “This is Mr. Torino the treasurer and VP finance. We are resigning effective immediately. We expect full payment of our severance package.”

“Well gentlemen, you will have to get that from Harry the terms of sale, clearly state that other than unfunded pension contributions and payroll I’m not liable for any payments to employees like severance payments. So I wish you luck in trying to collect. Oh, and since you are resigning, please give all the keys including those for your company cars to one of the security staff. Feel free to call a cab or someone else to come and pick you up. Security will accompany you as clean out your desks and office of only permisteral items.”

They were both totally stunned. They had not expected that.

“Well gentlemen good luck.” I turned and went to talk to the assistant treasurer who was talking to Greg’s guy.

“I want all and mean all company cash transferred into new accounts that are already set up. The only one that will stay the same for now will be the payroll. Please make sure it is funded for the next two pay periods. That will give us time to evaluate the payroll service, etc. All, and mean all computer passwords are to be changed immediately.”

Next I talked to the production supervisors, trying to see if they had any kind of handle as why there were so many problems with the product for the army. I was especially puzzled why quality control did not catch these.

I didn’t get any clear answers and I told them that for the time being their jobs were safe but that I might make some changes in the future.

I decided to go home and let the audit team do their job without me hanging over their shoulders.

Once home, I called Michelle to see if she wanted to go out to dinner but she declined saying that the girls in office were having a pizza party. Well that leaves me out.

So I fixed myself something to eat from the freezer and did some reading. I had grabbed a bunch of rejection slips that the Army had sent and tried to make some sense as to why we had problems. The assemblies were shipped to a company in California for installation into who knows what. Some might be due to transport damage but not in the numbers they show.

See what tomorrow brings.

So Friday morning the whole staff was assemred in the cafeteria at eight in the morning. I had previously arranged to have coffee and doughnuts available for everyone.

Once more I told everyone that their jobs were safe for the time being.

“For the time being is the operative word here Ladies and Gentlemen. Last month we had a rejection rate of 50 percent. This company cannot stay in business very long if this continues. I know some of you are unhappy about the wages but with the current situation, there is nothing that I can do about that. However, here is my promise, the first month that we have a rejection rate below 25 percent. I’ll pay a hundred dollar bonus to everyone here. If it goes below 10 percent there will be a two hundred dollar bonus.

WOW..... talk about twist!!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

C41, LOL, to be honest I didn't expect that either. This story is taking on a life of its own. Eventually I'll find my way back, I think.

Well some more boring stuff.
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“So I’m open to suggestion as why we have this problem and what can be done about it. There are plenty of computers around so that anyone can type up something and stick it into the suggestion box without us knowing where it came from. What puzzles me most is, why quality control doesn’t pick up the problems before the units go out to the customer.”

So there it was out there almost an accusation of sabotage. Folks were looking at each other, but nothing was said.

“Well that is all I have to say for the moment. Enjoy your weekend and I’ll see everyone on Monday morning ready to go.”

The meeting broke up and I went inside to talk to the audit guys.

When I was ready for lunch one of the production supervisors approached me in the parking lot. Everyone else had left.

“Sir could I speak to you?” “Sure but forget about the sir. I’m Peter. What can I do for you?”

“I’ve done some checking on the rejections and they all are from the day shift. We have some in the second shift but they get caught in quality control. Just thought you should know that.”

“Thanks a lot Bill. It is Bill right?” “Yes s.., Peter”. “OK for now, please keep this under your hat. How would your QC guys feel if I put them on the day shift?”

“Two of them would love it, the third one not so much because his wife works the same hours he does at one of the hospitals.”

“Thanks again. I’ll think about over the weekend.”

We went our separate ways. Now that was interesting.

So I spent the rest of the day and all day Saturday at the plant.

Sunday I decided to goof off and take care of household chores, go for a run and stuff like that.

As I was sitting, listening to some blues, that’s what was fitting my mood with Red gone, I remembered her letter and the suggestion to go to the Sixth Street Bar. So I showered and changed and went there for dinner.

Like last time I was sitting at the bar when Cindy walked up to me, put her arm around my shoulder and said “Hey, I didn’t think you could look any sadder than last Sunday but you sure managed. Finish your dinner and then join us over there.” Then very quietly “that’s an order.”

Then at a normal level, “the price of admission to our merry group is a round of takes, you’ll want to take care of that before you come over. Jimmy knows what we want.”

So I finished my burger and beer, asked for another one, then pointing at the table where Cindy seemed be holding “court” “and a round for that table over there please” handing him my credit card.

As soon as the waitress was heading over to their table, I grabbed my beer and followed.

“Hello every one, this is Peter, he’s a friend of Red’s.” That caused some surprised looks in the group, especially a couple of the girls. Introductions were made and as we got to a guy named Karl, I looked at him.

“I’ve seen you some place before, not quite sure where.”

“Yes sir” that sat me back. “Please no sir, just Peter.” “Well you are the big boss now and…”

“Yes now I know, you work in production.” “Yes sir”. “Look Karl, I’m not saying it again, it’s Peter at least here. If you’re not comfortable at work, that’s one thing. For your information, I have plans of changing the “culture” there. I want a team, not a bunch of robots.”

“But enough of talk about work, how will the Giants and Jets fare this year?”

“That started a lively conversation and I quietly got another round for the group. Someone put some money into the juke box and suddenly there were folks dancing. Cindy grabbed me “come on Peter, show me your moves.”

I laughed "you’ll be lucky if I don’t destroy your feet.”

But actually I do fairly well on the dance floor. A slow one came up and Cindy wouldn’t let me go instead she kind of pressed herself into me and before I knew it she had grabbed my dick in its cage. A big smile came over her face making the whole room seem brighter “I like, you’re keeping the faith toy."

” My face must have been priceless, I was so shocked. Cindy laughed and whispered in my ear. “Your secret is safe with ME.”

Eventually, the evening came to a close since everyone had to go to work in the morning. Only Karl and Cindy where still around. Karl seemed to have something on his mind.

“Peter, I might have some ideas of what is going on. I’ve been there only a short time but something is not right at the last station.”

“Karl, tell me a bit about yourself, how did you wind up at HiTEK? You don’t seem the “production” kind of guy.”

“Usual story, lost my job when the last company I worked for was sold and production moved to some place in the far east. This was all I could find.”

“So what is your background?” Sorry Cindy, but this could be important.”
“It’s OK Peter, I like Karl and if it will help him get ahead, I’m all for it.”

“Well I have a masters in industrial engineering and a BS in computer science but not much hiring going on.”

“Here is what I want you to do, I’m sure your resume is up to date, bring it in tomorrow and when you on your lunch break use the back door to my office. I’ll have something to eat for us there and we can talk. I want to hear what you feel is going on. This could work out well for you.”

Karl took off and I looked at Cindy “can I walk you home?”

“You better, I just live around the corner and I want you to come up with me, I want to show you something.”

When we got inside her place, Cindy gave me a hug and light kiss on the lips. “Just so you know, if I had not found that CB on you tonight, you would not have been here. I’m proud of you and I’ll make sure that Red knows you’ve been behaving yourself.”

Leading me towards a computer “come, I want to show you something. It’s an e-mail from Red. She and I have been friends for years. I know about her troubles at school and also some what she’s been up to since you came into her life and made things complicated. Permisterally I think she’s a fool to run. She is a very strong woman and she should “ride it out” and see where the chips fall. Hopefully, she’ll come to the same conclusion.”

“I want you to read this e-mail. I’ll be back in a little while.”

“My dearest Cindy as you know and against your advice I’m running away for the moment. Life is too complicated. Maybe if Mich could make up her mind of what she wants to be, it would be simpler but I owe her big time. I’m not going to dump her. As to Peter, my dear “toy” that is a whole other kettle of fish. I think I’m in love with him. If there is one guy in the whole world it is he who could make me into a whole woman again. Oh how happy my Mom would be. I know she loves me and will accept which ever path I take but deep down in her heart she pines for a grandyoung or two. Anyway I’m with her and I cherish her support just like I do yours.

So here is my problem. Peter as you know is a subbie and craves a dominant Lady in his life. He had it for quite a number of years till his wife screwed up by either not talking to him, not sensing his boundaries or whatever. Anyway they are getting a divorce. Like a stray little puppy he latched on to me, especially after he found out my alter ego from the BDSM club. I know he’s in love with me but I don’t know if I can trust that. He’s on a rebound from the drama and trauma caused by his soon to be EX.

Anyway, I would like for you to take him under your wing. Use and use him as you see fit but don’t break him. I may want him back. Because of that, his cute ass is off limits to your assorted dildos and stuff.

So as I said, I leave my dearest Peter aka “toy” in your hands. Be merciful and loving. He’s earned it.”

Let me know how it is going. You know how to reach me.

Love Red
PS: Please give Peter a hug and REAL kiss from me.”

I was stunned. Just did not know what to say. Then I heard high heels clicking on the hardwood floor.

“Why do you still have your clothes on and are not down on your knees”?

I looked up and there was Cindy wearing a red shelf bra leaving most of her 38DD’s exposed, a red thong and all of that covered by a filmy black something or other. This was topped off by black thigh high boots. Her hand held a riding crop and that lovely long blond hair was back in a pony tail.

“Stop staring and strip before I take my crop to your sorry ass. You read the e-mail “use and use”.”

I was in a trance as I stripped and got down on my knees, taking the position taught to me by Red with my eyes focused on Cindy’s.

“May I ask a question?” “Sure toy, go ahead. Right now the “starboard rule” is in effect. Me and you need to talk anyway.”

So Cindy knew about my safe word.

“Please tell me how you would like me to address you.”

“Here and any place where we are alone or at least safe from being overheard Ms Cindy will be acceptable.” Among friends and at the bar Cindy is just fine.”

Saying that Ms Cindy had walked over to a chair and was stretching her long legs out. “Come here toy and tell me a bit about yourself. I want to know what you’ve been doing and also what went wrong with your wife. But of course first you’ll kiss my feet and ask for permission.”

So I crawled over to where she was sitting “Ms Cindy, may I please tell you my tale of woe. Please.”

Cindy tussled my hair “go ahead toy but don’t forget to kiss my feet and boots in between. Never go beyond the top of my boots.”

“Thank you Ms Cindy.” And so I began starting with how M and I met, about our trials and errors of BDSM play. How our relationship evolved, her betrayal and what seemed to be her ultimate plans for me. How my relationship with Red and Michelle evolved. How I was hopelessly in love with Red and my plan of submerging myself into work, now that I had a company to run.

By the time I was done, I could hardly talk anymore. I sat back and looked up at Ms Cindy and there was something glistening in her eyes. It may have been tears, but I really was not sure.

“Wow Peter, that is quite a tale. There is a bottle of wine in the fridge, fetch me a glass. Also there are some bottles of water, have one for yourself.”

I croaked “Thank you Ms Cindy” and went to get both and got back down to my knees.

“Peter sit, your knees must be *******ing you. I should have let you have a cushion but you didn’t complain so…? she trailed off.

Finishing her wine “Peter it’s late or better early. Go home you’ve got work to do. I’ll be in touch. I have some thinking to do. Please don’t call me. If I don’t call you, I’ll expect you to be in the bar on Sunday night. No need to pay “admission” . Just come and join us.”

I got up and got dressed. When I was ready to go, Cindy got up gave me a hug and light kiss on the lips. “Thank you for trusting me and telling me your story. I’ll see you the latest on Sunday” and with a not to gentle slap on my ass she pushed me towards the door.

Outside I looked at my watch. Damn, almost five AM. But I was not tired, no if anything I was charged with a new kind of energy. For the first time since Red left I had some hope that things would work out.

When I got home, I put on a pot of coffee, took a leisurely shower, got dressed for work, ate some breakfast and it was just before seven when I walked into my office. I logged on to my computer and for some strange reamister decided to first check my permisteral e-mail.

Surprise, surprise there was one from M.

“Peter, you did it. You got your revenge on Harry. He came here on Thursday ranting and raving like a lunatic. How he would rip your heart out, stomp on your puny balls and cock and ruin you a hundred different ways.

When he finally ran out of breath, I asked what was up and told that you stole his company from him. How you tricked him and blackmailed him to sell it to you for practically nothing.

When he started to cuss again, I told him to get out and to never come back. That you had taught me some stuff and that I would be able to toss him out just like you had done.

Well that set off another tirade bringing Carmen, who had been ready to go home asking if she should call the cops. I waved her off, gave Harry shove towards the door and told him to get sorry ass out. At first it looked like he was going to strike me. I was ready to kick his balls up his ass but he thought better of it and left.

Peter, please watch your back. That guy is crazy.

Now on a brighter note, is there a way that I can help? Oh, I think I can. You know those parts that his, I mean your company has made for me from time to time? Well we just landed a very nice order that will need them. You should have a purchase order for the stuff we need before the end of the week.

One more thing, I’ve made Rod VP and General Manager and Sue is not too happy about it. She hasn’t said but I do think she’s thinking of leaving. If you have a spot for her, give her a call. You have my blessing. She’s a great gal but I felt that I would be able to work better with Rod than another lady.

Peter, I know I screwed up and I’m sorry for that. I do hope that we can be friends.

Good luck,
M

Wow, that was a surprise and could I use Sue? Does a bear…? I’ll call her later.

I was in need of a coffee and no one was in the office so I wandered to the plant end, they must have some. They start working at seven. Besides, I think it’s a good idea to show my face there.

Sure enough there was coffee, I grabbed a cup and then stopped in the production manager’s office to say hello.

“I’m going to walk the floor, got a few minutes to join me. I might have some questions for you.”

After our tour I stopped at his office again. “Say Tom, are you aware that all the rejections are from your shift?” He looked at me like I hit him with a two by four. “How do you know that?”

“Bill, your second shift counterpart made an analysis using the serial numbers and production records. He wanted to make sure that the problem was not during his shift. He told me that he had some rejects but his QC people caught them all.”

“So the question is, why don’t your guys find them?”

He looked at me, “I quit before you fire me. I have two week’s vacation coming. HR can mail me the check for them. Here are my keys.”

With that, he grabbed a card board box out of a corner, thew some pictures and permisteral stuff into it and walked out.

I went back to the office, by that time they were all there. So I called the Lady that did the HR stuff, there was no need for a big department and asked if she had a list of recently laid off production workers.

“Please bring that list and the reamisters why they were let go to my office. I’m going to make some changes. Oh and also the files for everyone in the QC department. ”

I thanked her and started to study the files when there was a knock on the door that led outside from my office. It was Karl.

I love the way your story is progressing and look forward to every update. Thanks for the gift of your imagination!
digby47

Timmy

I love the direction your taking this story. Nice twists and the factory problems are a fun subplot. I'm very interested in seeing whats going to happen between Peter, Red and Michelle and I am also pleased that you brought M back into the story.

Thanks again

GH

Timmy woo your new twist to the story was very suprising. Red setting Up Peter before she took off. I wounder why the line manger was subatoging the product on the day shift. Great work Timmy 0834

Timmy:

First, I am sorry I have not commented sooner on your story.

WOW! I have taken this past week to read it from the beginning to the present.
It is well written and engaging. I got captivated early on in the story. Now
Your story ranks up with Good Husband and Stormy"s stories that I check every
day for updates. I cannot wait to see what will be happening next to Peter and
his friends

Please keep writing!

A fan

Meijer

Digby thanks for your kind comments

GH, yes M is back but you might not like where this is going.

Blazer, thanks. The initial quality problems crept up because some people were not happy with their pay. By chance that was limited to the day shift and the supervisor was aware of it but did nothing about it. It's in there, some place in the story.

Meijer, you have me blush. NO way am I in the same league as GH and Stormy. I'm just a rank amateur trying my best.

“Come on in Karl have a seat.” I picked up the phone “Carol, can you please get us some sandwiches. What would you like Karl? OK, please two roast beef heroes, some chips, one diet coke and one unsweetened tea. Get something for yourself too, if you like. My treat.”

“OK, now let me see that resume.” I read it quickly. “Impressive. Now tell how you see the operation on the plant floor. Changes I should make. Any improvements to increase productivity. Stuff like that.”

Karl outlined a number of changes that I thought made sense from what I’ve seen so far so I told him. “Go ahead and make it happen. As of right now you are Production Manager. See if you can figure out how to cover your slot till I have a replacement. There are a couple of guys that I would like to re-hire if they are still available. So it would only be for a day or two.”

Karl looked at me like I lost my head. “Your ex boss just quit. I think he’s in on the troubles we are having. Bill from the second shift brought it to my attention that the only rejects came from the day shift. Oh, and before I forget, I want you to consult with him on those changes since he’ll have to deal with them too. That will mean you have to stay late. No more overtime for you since you are now a supervisor but I think the new salary of 60 K will take care of that. What do you think?”

Thank you Peter, I appreciate your confidence in me. I’m not going to disappoint you. I’m sure glad that Cindy brought you over to our table last night. Now I better get to work. Thanks for the lunch.”

Please figure out a way of checking on the day shift production after it leaves QC.”

I decided to call Sue, like M suggested. I knew that I needed help and she seemed to be available.

“Hi Sue, it’s Peter, I hear that you are not really happy camper these days. Want to meet for a take or even dinner. I would like to talk to you.”

“No don’t worry about that, actually it was her suggestion to contact you. So we don’t need to make a big secret deal out of it. How about the Plaza bar at six tonight.”

“Great, see you later.”

Just before five Karl came back to my office. “Peter we have an idea. I talked to Bill and also Jay who heads the shipping department. We are not due to make a shipment till next Tuesday. If you are willing to authorize overtime, we can have the QC guys from the second shift here on the weekend and they’ll recheck the production from the day shift. Jay will make sure that the second shift stuff is segregated so that we don’t have to check it twice. He’ll have a couple of his guys there to repack. It’s going to cost some money but if we can confirm that the day QC guys let stuff slip through we are ahead. We know in part where the problem is. We don’t ship the customer faulty stuff, we’ll be short shipping but I think it will go a long way of getting their confidence back if we catch the stuff before it goes out.”

“I like it. Go ahead, whatever it takes. We need to nip this. Work it out with the others and let me know on Monday morning what you found.”

The meeting with Sue was successful, she would start as soon as possible after giving notice in the morning. I had a burger at the Plaza bar and headed home. I was dead tired since I had gotten no relax at all.

I just walked into the door when my phone rang. Hey toy it’s Cindy. How are you besides tired?” “Just tired Ms Cindy, just tired.” “Well I’m going to make it short. I want you to take me out to dinner tomorrow night – Yoshie’s”.

“Starboard please Ms. Cindy.” “go ahead Peter, what’s the problem?”

“Cindy I would love to take you out to dinner tomorrow. I’m honored that you want my company, but please not Yoshie’s."

"Yoshie to me is very special. It’s a special place for Red and I to go to. Until I know for sure that she’s through with me, I would like to keep it that way. Please, I’ll take you any place else you want to. I know a great sushi bar Uptown. My ex and I used to go there and it won’t bother me a bit to be seen there with a very beautiful blond lady.”

“OK Peter, reluctantly I can accept your reamistering and I think it’s sweet. So yes, we go to your place but it better be good or I’ll have to whip you severely.”

“Yes Ms Cindy, I understand. May I pick you up at six tomorrow?”

“Yes you may toy. I’m looking forward to it. Better get lots of rest tonight because I aim to play with you after dinner. We have some unfinished business. Oh and bring the key to your CB. I believe that it would be safer in my hands. I promise that any time you feel that you want to end our relationship and most likely any chance of one with Red, I’ll give it back to you.”

Now I was worried. I wonder what she’s got in store for me. But could it be worse than what Red had put me through? I didn’t think so. My ass seemed to be safe based on Red’s e-mail.

Normally I don’t need an alarm but this morning, I was sure glad I had it set. Once I got to the office I sent an e-mail to M.

“Monique, thank you for your support. I truly appreciate it. I would have loved it if you had kicked hairy harry’s balls up his ass. Well maybe some other time LOL.

By now you may have Sue’s resignation. Please feel free to keep her as long as need so that she can fill in who ever will take over for her.

Again thanks and yes I like the idea of being friends – just friends.
Here are my new phone numbers…

Peter

The day at the office was routine. I was getting my feet wet and talked to all customers informing them of the change that had taken place.

At six I was showered and shaved at Ms Cindy’s door. On the drive to the restaurant we talked about all and everything except what happened on Sunday night and what could happen tonight. I told her about promoting Karl and she was very happy.

“Peter, I think you picked the right guy for the job. But I think you’ll soon realize that he’s capable of even more. But I understand that you need him where he is right now.

People at the restaurant were surprised but pleased to see me. We decided to sit at the sushi bar.

“Peter san, happy to see you tonight.” “Thank you Ayumo san, it’s good to be back. This is my friend Ms Cindy. So tell me what is good tonight? You know what I like.”

“Cindy is there anything you don’t like or something that would love to have?”

“Peter, I’ll have whatever you will. If for some reamister don’t like it you’ll get to finish it.”

As by magic two martini glasses appeared in front of us.

“Peter, what is this? We didn’t order anything to take.” Cindy that is my secret recipe “sake martini”.”

“Oh, I’ve heard of those. Let me taste. Wow that is good, but you know you’re allowed to have only one. Tea or water for you?”

“I’ll have tea. By the way they know that I will only have one because I had to drive even from here to get home.”

The service was great, the food delicious and company outstanding when suddenly out of the side of my eye I spotted M. This could be trouble.

I had hardly time to alert Cindy when M showed up next to us with some gigolo in tow.

“Here cupcake, take my purse and stand over there. I want to talk to my husband for a minute.”

“Cup cake” turned purple from embarrassment but did what he was told.

As soon as I heard her, I knew she had her share of sake martinis and was clearly no longer sober. It was a good thing that by now the sushi bar area was pretty empty.

“So Peter, who is this?” Monique, this is my very good friend Ms Cindy. Cindy this is my soon to be ex Monique.”

Peter, I see you’ve traded up from the red headed Vixen. I like her, her boobs are almost like mine.”

At that point I got up “Monique, I think it’s time for you to go home. Hey cupcake get over here and take your Mistress home. See that door over there? Take her out that way. I lead directly to the parking lot and you’ll avoid embarrassing her and yourself by going through the front.”

“Peter, always the gentleman, always looking out for the ladies. Say big boy if this bimbo can’t give you what you need, I’ll take you back any day but of course there might be…”

By that time, cup cake and I had her by the door and I kind of shoved them out. The door locks automatically and you can’t get back in.

“Sorry, Ayomos an and Maiko san, I guess it was a mistake coming here. So sorry.”

Peter san, please don’t worry, not your fault. She must have seen you at one point because suddenly she was ordering martinis two at a time. We should have tried to get her out without her causing disharmony to you and your guest. Please accept our apologies.”

We finished our dinner and when I tried to pay, it was refused.

“Peter san, you and your guest were insulted in our restaurant. The least we can do is not charge you for your meal.” So I left a very large tip and Cindy and I left through the same door.

“Wow, she must still carry a torch for you. It was bit over the top tonight but she’s not taking the divorce thing lightly.”

Ms Cindy, M is a spoiled brat. I realized that tonight. I thought we could be friends. I mean she actually offered me one of her key people telling me that she was unhappy because a promotion went to a guy instead of her. Now after tonight I’m wondering. I’m going to have to keep an eye on Sue. Trouble that I don’t need."

"M is pissed because I wouldn’t bend to her will and let her cuckold me in our home and I preempted here plans for me by filing for divorce. Add to that she owes me nine million dollars, her man left to me, payable in case of a divorce. It all adds up. She’s pissed. Tonight she showed some of her real colors just like she did at my lake house when she ramred about some plans for finishing part of the basement.”

“You didn’t tell me about that on Sunday.”

“Ms Cindy, you got the condensed version that night. If you like I’ll tell you what I think she had in mind for me.”

So I related what I think she had in store for me, once that primister cell was done in my lake house.

Cindy was appalled and told me so. “Peter, I think you did the right thing. I’m glad you headed your friends warning (she was referring to Alice). You were very generous to her by talking the board at the BDSM club out of banishing her and giving her a break by letting her pay installments on the inheritance.” I agree with you, you better keep an eye on this Sue you hired.”

By that time we got to Cindy’s place.

“Come on up, I want to play. As soon as we get inside I want you to strip and get down on your knees. Well on second thought better make a stop at the bathroom. It may a while before you’ll be able to go and you had a fair amount of tea tonight. Oh, and hand over the key to your CB. You did bring it, didn’t you?”

I did as was told and waited on my knees wondering what my fate would be. Now my sexual release was out of my hands again. Did I make a mistake by not taking advantage of having the key? It has been a long time and who knows what Cindy has in mind for me, now that she held the “power”.

Cindy came back towards me wearing a black latex cat suit with strategically placed zippers. She looked stunning – the contrast of her healthy very lightly tanned complexion, the blond hair and the shiny black latex.

“Starboard” “Yes Peter, what is it?”

Ms Cindy I just wanted a chance to tell you how absolutely breathtaking you look. I’m totally awed by your beauty.”

“Hmm, trying to butter me up so that I’ll go easy on you tonight? Or even better, if I am so stunning and beautiful, why are you pining after Red?”

I must have looked shocked.

“Relax Peter, I’m just messing with your head. I’m perfectly OK with you wanting to belong to Red but while you are here and she is not… toy, go fetch me a glass of white wine. You have my permission to grab a bottle of water. Don’t open it. Come to that room back there where I just came from. You have my permission to walk. Go NOW!”

As I got to the door Cindy had indicated, it was closed. So I balanced the tray with the wine and my water in one hand and knocked. I must have stood there for a minute or two, but it seemed like much longer.

Finally it came “Enter”

“Good boy toy, a tray. You have some excellent “slave potential”. Put it over there but remove your water from the tray and put on the floor. It was OK for you to carry it like that but certainly a slave’s take should not occupy the same tray as his Mistress’ wine.”

“Yes Ms Cindy”. I remembered my lesmisters from Red and decided to try to just answer yes or no.

The room we were in was clearly the main bedroom in the apartment. It was large and there was quite a bit of wall space with fixtures that allowed for bondage. A mirrored sliding door had been moved displaying a large array of canes, crops, floggers, even single tail whip that I most certainly did not want to make an acquaintance with. Also various paddles, assorted clamps and clips were on display. The collection was not quite what Red had in her dungeon but there was plenty to play with. It was clear to me that there must be more stuff behind a second door.

“Toy, enough gawking at my stuff, get up on that bed arms towards the head board and spread you legs as far as you can.”

The bed was covered with a large rubber sheet and it felt cool as I positioned myself as instructed. In no time where my hands and feet secured. Next Cindy grabbed my hair lifting my head.

“Hold it like this for a moment” and then there was a blind fold followed by a pillow under my head.

“There that should put you at the right angle. Now I’m going to check out your capabilities with your tongue. Red and Michelle both have bragged about it. I’m going to make it tough on you.” – Suddenly a searing pain across my crotch – Well not really that painful but the shock of it intensified the feeling. I tried to jump, but of course the being tied like I was, this was not possible.

“Ah, I’ve got your attention, don’t I toy. Here is the deal. I’m going to let you explore My pussy for thirty minutes. I hope for your sake that by then you’ve figured out at least one way of getting me off. If I haven’t cum by the end of the thirty minutes, I start whipping your dick balls and inner thighs to encourage you to do better. I think I’ll take your CB off. I don’t want your dick excluded from the sensation of my flogger hitting you.”

hi Timmy You sure like to have Peter's nuts beaten . I can not wait to hear more . I am enjoy your story. can wait to find out if Sue is plant for m. and will she try to distroy Peter's new company for m 1553

Timmy27

I was surprised that our hero gave up the key to his manhood after only a single meeting with Miss Cindy.

You're doing a great job, keep it coming. I appreciate the daily updates too.

-gg

Timmy27

Great story. Keep it cumming! Thanks for sharing it with us.

Timmy

I loved that last segment. I'm enjoying where your taking us and eager to see what's next.

Thanks for writing

GH

Thank you all for your kind words. Seeing them makes it fun to continue.
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So Cindy settled on my face and got busy in a hurry. Her pussy was different from Red’s not quite sure how, since I couldn’t see but I knew that it was different. A couple of times I noticed some tiny shudders and I thought I was getting close but they went away. Either I was doing something wrong or this girl had extreme control over her orgasms. I have no idea how long I’ve been working trying to make Cindy cum.

Every so often I could feel the strands of her flogger caress my dick and balls, a not too subtle reminder what was in store for me if I failed to get her off. Then suddenly with my tongue alternating between going as deep into her pussy as was possible for me and flicking three times over her clit the dam broke but at the same time a very hard strike with flogger landed on my balls and inner thighs, I screamed into her pussy form the shock and the pain and then I had to try my best not to drown. Cindy was a squirter.

Getting off my face Cindy chuckled “now you know why there is a rubber sheet on my bed. Catch your breath babe, you’ll need it again very soon. I’ll go get myself a glass of wine.”

Next thing I knew was straw poking against my lips. “Have a couple of sips. You earned them. I just want to tell you that you got me off in just the nick of time, that’s why I just had to smack your balls at least once. That scream into my pussy was heavenly. Did I really hurt you that much?”

There was concern in Cindy’s voice.

“No Ms Cindy and yes Ms Cindy. It did hurt quite a bit but not beyond my limits, close but not quite there. I think it was more the surprise of getting hit that made me cry out. I don’t think, but to be honest I’m not totally sure, I would have screamed if I had seen the blow coming. Probably more of a grunt would have been my reaction.”

“Well, I happy to know that I can hit you a bit harder (giggles). I just want to let you know that you got close several times. I’ve never struggled this hard before to suppress an orgasm. Red was not lying when she called you an artist with the tongue.”

“OK enough chit chat, time for you to pleasure my ass while I amuse myself with your nipples and certain appendixes.”

Her butt settled on my face in such a way that I was marginally able to breathe through my nose. The next sensation some nipple clamps, thankfully not the kind with teeth but the ones that get tighter as you pull on a chain attached to them. Still they do hurt once the pressure has built up. It is sort of a dull pain.

I felt Cindy leaning more forward and then there was her breath on my dick that some time ago had come to “attention”.

I started to quiver just a bit from the sensation.

“Ahh, my toy is very sensitive down here. All that time in lock-up and no chance of release and now it’s fate is in the hands of Ms Cindy. Oh what fun.”

I felt very sharp fingernails scratching all sides of my dick while the other hand did the same to my ball sack that was “tight as a drum”. Exquisite ***. Next I felt some liquid dripping on my dick. Not sure if it was some lube or just oil followed by very light stroking up and down my hard dick and over the very sensitive head. I started to moan in frustration. There was not enough friction to get me even close.

“Oh I like the way it feels when you moan into my ass. I wonder if I can change your pitch by varying my stroking?”

Cindy went to town, playing my dick like an “instrument” by tightening and loosening her grip as she moved her hand up and down. An occasional squeeze of one or both my balls produced other sounds and vibrations on Cindy’s anus. It was *** but I also was happy. I was in subbie heaven.

Suddenly Cindy let go as she had another orgasm, leaving totally frustrated trying to hump the air. Wanting more. I had been so close. But of course she knew that.

Getting off me “time for me to inflict some pain. Can’t let you just have pleasure”.

Who is she kidding, yes there was some pleasure but mostly frustration and right now I had a serious case of “blue balls”.

Cindy released my bonds, removed the blind fold and pointed to the floor. So I got off the bed and knelt in front of her searching her eyes out. She smiled at me.

“Usually I want my subbies looking at my feet. Red told me about her rule of always trying to look at her eyes. I decided to try it. Keep doing it. I think I start to see what she means when she says that she can look into the soul of her subbie. Your eyes do tell a story. My poor toy is horny and frustrated. No relief in sight. No babe you have not suffered enough for me to warrant a reward like an orgasm.”

“See those leather cuffs hanging there? Put them on and stand facing the wall over there. I’m going to hook you up and then I will satisfy my need to be a “sadistic bitch”. Feel free to use your safe word. Please use it before you become too loud. This place is not quite as sound proof as Red’s play room.”

Before I knew it was hooked to the wall and a paddle crashed into my ass. Five, six times on one cheek and then the same on the other. Again and again. I was thinking that I would have trouble sitting when the beating stopped and I could feel Cindy pressing her boobs into my back. She must have pulled the zipper way down because I could feel her hot skin and hard nipples. She kind of clung to me and I felt the same tiny shudders that I had felt earlier. Damn she has mini orgasms from turning my ass into “hamburger meat”.

When she recovered “toy, now I’m really going to hurt you. I’m going to gag you because of the lack of sound insulation. I’m going to watch your head. Shake it hard when it gets too much. That will be your safe word. Now open wide.”

She must have the same kind inflatable gag that Red has because it did not take long and I thought my jaws would separate. I shook my head and Cindy let a bit of the air out. When it became tolerable I just nodded.
“Good boy, I like it that you communicate with me. Letting me know when it’s OK.”

Then the blind fold was back and I was again in the dark with no idea of what will happen next.

Then it started first under my left arm. A pinch and a clip, I’m guessing clothes pins grabbing the pinched skin. A few inches down another one and so on every few inches another clip all the way down to my hips. The process was repeated on the other side. It hurt but not beyond my tolerance. It was rather like the nipple clamps a dull ache instead of sharp pain. Even through the blindfold I could detect the flash. Cindy must be taking pictures. Well that was OK, I was facing the wall and had not distinguishing marks on my back. No one would know.

“Yes that looks nice. I think I’m going to leave them for a while. Let them sort of “settle in”. Toy would you like me to deflate the gag for a moment so you can have a sip of water?”

I shook my head. I already had to go even though I went before the ordeal got started. I guess that green tea…

“Suit yourself, I’m going get myself a new glass of wine.”

I guess I was in some sort of trance, sub space, but suddenly I became aware that Cindy seemed to be talking on the phone. I could not make out the words but she was definitely saying things. There would be a pause than she’d speak again. It had to be the phone.

“I heard her heels clicking on the hardwood floor “toy prepare yourself for some real pain. Oh this going to be fun. I just wish we were in Red’s dungeon. I could let you scream to your heart’s content. Scream you will babe, scream you will.”

Suddenly there was that searing pain on both sides of my body. I think I momentarily blacked out because I was slumped against the wall, just being held up by the wrist cuffs. Then I became aware of the sounds of Cindy’s orgasm and also what just had happened to me. I had not made the connection to the clips before, one after the other. Cindy had put two “zippers” on my body. Rows of clothes pins connected by a string. Pull hard enough and you tear them off like you would pull a zipper down.

I was slowly catching my breath and I guess the same went for Cindy because I felt her now completely naked body against my back.

“That hurt, didn’t it toy? Babe that was one powerful orgasm I had. I thank you for that. It was almost as good as what you did to me with your tongue. I made a mess on the floor. Maybe I’ll have you lick it up.”

“Can you stand if I release you or will you collapse on me? Oops, I better take the gag out so that you can talk.”

It took a few seconds for me to get my jaws working again.

“I can stand Ms Cindy.”

“Good, when I release you I want you to turn around. You can leave your arms down for a moment or two. When ready, I want you to lift them back up to where they were secured to the wall. Ready, hear goes the first one.”

It was a great relief to be able to let my arms hang, the red flow back into my hands. They actually tingled a bit. I took a deep breath and lifted them back up. Cindy secured them and then removed my blind fold.

Cindy looked stunning. Totally naked except for her stockings and platform shoes with those incredibly high heels. She had released the ponytail and her beautiful face was framed by a mass of blond hair. The vision took my breath away.

“Toy I have some bad news and some good news for you. At least I think, no I’m pretty positive that it is good news for you.”

“Now listen carefully.”

Stepping closer to me, removing the nipple clamps. It hurt but nothing like the zipper. The zipper was worse than the caning I had gotten from Red during our “therapy session”.

Cindy took another step. With the platform shoes and there sexy high heels she was just about as tall as I am. She was so close that the nipples of her DD boobs were teasing mine. She smiled at me.

“You like this, don’t you? Your cock is hard again and poking me. (chuckling) For a moment I was afraid that it had disappeared completely right after I pulled the zippers off.”

Now listen very carefully, I’m going to come even closer. NO matter what I do with you I do NOT want you to move a muscle. If you do, I will need to punish you. Zippers on the inside of your thighs.”

I must have blanched because Cindy chuckled again and stroked my cheek. Be brave and stand still and nothing will happen.”

With that comment, she grabbed my dick and placed it between her legs right under her pussy. I could feel the heat and moisture. She was still dripping. Undulating her hips ever so slightly Cindy grabbed my head and our lips found each other. There was that “tonsillitis” kind of kiss that seemed to last a lifetime. Oh if I just could move a little bit, I could blast my cum…

Then it was over, Cindy had stepped back and my dick was again out there looking for friction to finish off.

“Peter, that kiss was from Red. It was she who was on the phone. She’s doing well. Now to the bad news. I was going to let you cum as reward for all those spectacular orgasms you’ve given me tonight. I will cherish the last one forever. However, Red asked me to not let you cum. I don’t know the reamister but I have to respect her wishes and I have a feeling that it will pay off for you at the end. Anyway you go back into that CB as soon as I cool you down. Now to the good news. when you get back home there will be an e-mail from Red.”

I must have looked concerned.

“Peter, I don’t think you have to worry. It won’t be a “dear John” kind of e-mail. I’m pretty sure of that. I mean why would she ask me to lock you back up if she is going to dump you. So let me get the ice so that I can lock you back up and send you home. It’s a work day for both of us.”

Soon I was locked, released and dressed. Cindy gave me huge hug and another “deep throat” kiss before shoving me towards the door.

Peter, have a good night and thank you for a very special evening. You know how make things interesting. Don’t call me. I may or may not call you later in the week. I’m sure you’ll be busy with work. Make sure you check on that Sue. If I don’t talk to you, I expect to see you on Sunday night at Sixth Street. We’ll talk then. Good night.”

When I got home I was so anxious to fire up my computer that I almost forgot to close the door after driving into my place. There it was, the e-mail from Red.

Timmy:

I like all the twist you keep adding to this story.....and oh my, what a bunch of wicked and kinky woman you have found to fill the cast with!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

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