From trs@sonic.net Sat Mar 29 00:46:59 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news1.best.com!miwok!ultra.sonic.net!not-for-mail From: Tom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.bondage Subject: REPOST: The Owned Couple Chapter 3, Part 1 Date: Fri, 28 Mar 1997 21:46:59 -0800 Organization: What, ME organized?!? Lines: 279 Message-ID: <333CACD3.3C59@sonic.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: d138.pm11.sonic.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: Mozilla 2.01 (Win95; U) Content-Disposition: inline; filename="owncpl3a.txt" The Owned Couple Chapter Three, Part One (MM+/sub c, bond, oral, interr, exhib) NOTE: This is a work of *EROTIC FICTION*. If you are offended by such material, or are not of legal age, DO NOT READ FURTHER. Otherwise, plase read on.... Author's Note: This chapter was too long to put into one part, so this has been broken up into two parts... Sunday went without incident, other than Kate walking around the house in the most revealing outfit: Low cut top, and a short shorts, where I could catch a glimpse of her from time to time. And she never passed up a chance to flash her intimate parts to me. Monday came, and I went to work, starting the drudgery of the work week. However, this week, I wondered what would go on while I was gone with my wife (she did not work out of the home). I got home Monday night, as I have done for fifteen years, and we did our normal family activities. As we were putting our kids to bed, I wondered if anything would happen during the week with our new arrangement. At about ten O'clock, we got a call. Kate answered it, and told me to pick up the other line. It was Pat. He said, "slave, I want you to take my property out into your back yard. I want you to put her kneeling, with her knees on the grass, with her top on your deck. Blindfold her, and tie her hands behind her back. I then want you to go back into your house, and leave your sliding glass door open. Close your curtains, though, so you can hear, but not see, me fucking your wife. She will call out to you when you may untie her and let her back into the house. Make sure she has a skirt on her bottom, but keep her dressed otherwise. Are your kids asleep?" "Yes Master", we both replied. "Good, perfect. You have 5 minutes to get wet for me, slut. Get going you two." My spouse put on a skirt, as I got out the rope, and blindfold. When she came back out, she was already flushing with excitement. I blindfolded her, and led her out into the back yard. I then had her kneel over the edge of the deck, as Pat had told us. I then closed the curtains, and stripped, listening through the screen door. A couple of minutes later, I heard someone in our back yard. I heard my wife making out, then an unmistakable slurping sound: She was definately sucking his cock. Then, I heard her make sounds she usually makes when I suck her nipples, "ooohh, yeah. Suck on it, baby! Bite it, bite it, ooohhhh!" Then I heard her grunt, as I could tell he had entered her. I started worrying about our neighbors hearing, as she was grunting loudly, "Oh, yeah. Faster, faster! Oh, god! Pump me, stud! Oooohh, aaahhhh!" She came quickly, and constantly. She must have cum, at leat vocally, four tines. Then, I heard an unfamiliar grunt, and Kate moaned loudly, like she does when someone cums inside her. Then I heard her grunt again, as if she was being entered again. 'There must be more than one person out there!', I thought, as I heard her moaning *very* loudly. Then, she seemed to be moaning with a muffled sound for a few minutes. Then, silence. About three minutes later, she called for me to come out to get her. What I came out to, was quite a sight. She was on her back, the rope that was tying her hand together were now also tied to her ankles, holding her apart. Her legs were splayed, with cum leaking from her pussy, and she had cum all over her blindfold, and running down her face! On her was a note, "Your wife was well used, while you listened. Clean her up with your tongue, then go to bed. Sweet dreams, slave." She looked so sexy! I cleaned her, and, then, we went iside, and she put on a revealing teddy for bed. She Said, "There was more than one person out there tonight. I could tell! The one that came inside of me was shaped differently." She knew this would get to me, and my hard cock gave me away. We went to bed, and went to sleep. Tuesday and Wednesday went the same way, except Master was the only one who came and fucked her. On Thursday, he called at the same time, but his instructions were different. "Slave, I want you to open the back door. Slut, I want you to strip, and kneel on your hands and knees. Put the curtain over the middle of your body, so that your front half is in your den, and your back half is outside. I want slave to witness your reactions tonight. You have five minutes." I went to the back door, and opened it. Kate got completely undressed, as I caught a glimpse of her tits for the first time in almost a week. Her nipples were already standing up in anticipation, and I could tell she was excited. About five minutes later, she gasped, as someone grabbed ahold of her hips, and entered her. Her eyes fluttered as she was rocking back and forth quickly. She started moving faster, and moaning, as I saw Master's balls slapping against her pussy from underneath. Then, he reached his hands under the curtains, and grabbed ahold of her nipples, and tweaked and twisted them. This sent her over the edge with a scream. Then, I heard a moan from the other side of the curtains, as she was filled with his come. He pulled out of her, and told her to stay where she was. A few moments later, I heard soft talking from the other side of the curtains: He must have brought a friend. Suddenly, Kate gasped again, then moaned *very* loudly, as she was entered again. She was gasping, "Oooohhh, aaaahhh. This one is huge! I feel like I'm being split in two." I looked under her, and saw two very large black nuts hitting her pussy with each stroke in her. The base of his cock looked impressive. She was moaning loudly, and put her head on the floor, getting rug burn on her face, as she let the monster of a cock saw in and out of her. She must have come at least 5 times, while he fucked her. He was also lasting quite a while, about a half hour. Finally, I heard a moan, and I saw her head snap up, as he buried himself even deeper, if that was possible, and deposited his come deep in her pussy. They both came down for a few moments; I could imagine her pussy spasming around his cock as it softened; my cock was leaking pre-cum, and I had to literally keep myself from cumming on the spot. He finally pulled out of her, and Master told her to turn around, but keep the curtain over her middle, so she could clean them off. I heard the unmistakable slurping sounds, as she licked them both clean. I also saw her pussy, which was now facing me. She had two large hand prints on her hips, and her pussy was gaping like it never had before, he must have been massive! Finally, he told her to go into the house, and told me to clean her out, and imagine the feeling my cock in her pussy. He told us he would call on Saturday, and, if possible, get a babysitter for the kids on Saturday night. She came into the house, and told me, "That last one was huge! I never thought I could come so hard, from something lodged so deep in me. You've got a lot of cleaning out to do, while I update my diary!" She put on her nightgown, and we went into the bedroom. As she wrote in her diary, I went down on her. She felt like she had a gallon of come in her, and it took a long time to suck out all the juices, along with the juices she was wtill producing. As she told me, "God, it felt so great. It was great watching your expression as I was fuuuuccccckkkkk....". Her last sentence was cut off, as she came again. On Saturday, the kids all wanted to spend the night at friends houses, which was normal (we usually rotated having their friends over, and having them at friends' houses). Kate was thankful that during the week, that they never commented on her anklet; she had cleverly picked one out with an innoculous design on the other side, which she turned out when they were around. We were hopeful, with our weekend open, that Pat would call. I was especially hopeful, as my week had passed, and I had already asked Kate to ask permission for me to come the next time she saw him. At about 5 O'clock, we got a call, which I answered. "Hello" "Hi, this is Pat" "Hello, Master" "Very good, slave. How is your availability?" "The kids are gone, we are yours", I heard my wife interject. She must have picked up the other line, after listening to me. "Good", he said. "I want you both over at my house in a 45 minutes. I want you to both clean your asses out before coming over, you're both in for a workout. As soon as you are clean, I want you both to walk over to my house, nude. Remember, 45 minutes, and bring your diaries." He hung up. Kate went first into the bathroom, and gave herself an enema. As she came out, I could tell she was already excited. I went in next, and filled the bag with warm, soapy water. I then kneeled on the floor, and let the water rush into me. As I was getting past the cramps, I thought about what Master said; it looked like my ass was in for a workout as well. I hoped I would finally be allowed to come that night, as I had been watching and cleaning up come for a week, and my nuts felt like they weighed 10 pounds each. Although winter was approaching, it was still a little light out. We dodged our way down the block, from bush to bush, and, after what seemed an eternity, we reached his side gate. We went in, and knocked on the side door to his garage, as before. As he opened the door, we both said, "Hello, Master", remembering the last time we came over and did not greet him. "Hello slut and slave. That greeting was better than the last time. Come in to the garage, I have some things for you, and I want to talk to you both, before we go in to the house." We went in, and he had us both stand by in the middle of his garage. He went over to his workbench, and came back with what looked like two signs attached to string. He said, "I have guests over tonight. The both of you are the entertainment, and the prizes. You see, I'm having poker night here, in more ways than one", he laughed, "and I want my guests to know who the two of you are named. So I made these nameplates. Like them?" "Yes, Master", we both answered. "First, we have to make it so you both are more manageable." He went back over to the workbench, and got two sets of cuffs, and a large rubberband. "First, for the slut. You see, I need a place to put this name plate, and I have just the place." He cuffed her hands behind her back, then took her nameplate. The ends of the string had loops in them. He massaged her nipples to get them hard, then he took one loop, and tightened it around her nipple. She moaned as she got used to the constriction around her nipple. He then did the same for her other nipple. Hanging from it was a wooden sign, "Mrs. Finch - slut and fuck toy". He said, "Okay, we've gotten the slut taken care of, now for slave. For you, since your nipples are small, I enhanced your sign holders." To do this, he placed small clothespins on each end. He cuffed my hands behind my back, then told Kate to suck my nipples to get them hard. That was the first time I had her mouth on that part of my body in a few weeks, and I responded immediately. Master then took one clothespin, and hooked it to my right nipple. It wasn't too tight, but I definately knew it was there, and it wasn't coming off. He then took the other clothespin, and put it on my other nipple, and let the sign drop naturally. The weight of the sign added to my discomfort. He led me over to a mirror, so I could read my sign, as my wife giggled. It said, "Mr. Finch - slave and male cum drinker". "How do you like my handiwork, you two?" "We like it, Master", we both said. "Good. Now for two more things, then we are ready. Slut, I'm glad you've been wearing my anklet. I also noticed that you have a pattern on the other side. Is this so you can turn it around when the kids are around?" "Yes, Master", she said. "Very well, we don't want these games to be known to your family. Anyway, put your foot with the anklet up on the stool here". She did so, and I noticed he brought over a soldering iron. He then proceeded to solder the clasp on the anklet shut. "There, now you can't take it off, without my knowing it, so you'll always have that tag as my property. I want you to wear the pattern side in when you are not around family. Even in public". "Yes, Master", she said. I thought about all the public possibilities of her wearing that anklet with the "Mrs. Finch, Pat Grimsley's Fuck Toy" out for the world to see. He then approached me with the rubberband. "Well now, for tonight, I want to make sure you are all trussed up for our guests." With that, he wrapped the rubberband tightly around my balls and cock, making them jut out, and separating my balls from my body. "There, I think we're ready, now." As he said that, I figured now was my chance to get Kate to ask about my prospects for the evening. I looked at her longingly, and she said, "Master, I have a question to ask you." "Not yet", Master said. "You'll get to ask it later, if it is what I think it is. Shall we go in?" As we went into the house, we could not see anyone else immediately. However, once we turned the corner in his kitchen, we saw a card table with chips on it, and six chairs. After taking a few more steps, we saw 5 men in the livingroom, watching a college football game. Some of them stood up to get a better look at us, and a few of them laughed, "What a sight!", one of them said. "You weren't shitting us. You really do have a sex slave couple", another one said. Master then introduced everyone: "Everyone, as you can read on the signs, this is slut and slave. They are a married submissive couple that belong to me, now. They do whatever I tell them to do, and, even though they are married, they can't even fuck each other, unless I say so. Isn't that right slut? Who do you belong to?" My wife spoke up, "That's right Master. My holes, and my husband's hole and cock belong to you." He said, "I even have them keep diaries of their adventures. We'll bring those out in a little while. Slut, slave, let me introduce my guests to you. Believe it or not, some of them slut has already gotten to know, even though she hasn't seen all of them. And you, slave, have tasted what they left in and on your pretty wife. First, here is Don." Don was about 5' 10", medium build, with blond hair. He next introduced Ted, a shorter, chubby redhead. Next, Paul, about 6' 3", lanky, with brown hair. Next was Allan, about 5' 11", brown hair, stocky build. Finally, there was Earl. He was about 6' 4", athlete's build, and black. "Well, now that we have made our introductions, how about some cards, gentlemen?" There was some clapping of hands, as the men made their way to the table. They stopped as they got to the table, however, as Master turned to face us. "We will be playing cards, and the two of you, as I said earlier, will be the prizes." All the men started taking their pants off, as I guessed what was coming next. Master continued, "The winner and loser of each hand will each receive a blow job from one of you. The two of you will go under the table, and, as the hands are played, we will indicate the winner of the hand. This will be done by the winner tapping their foot on the ground. If they tap their right foot, slut will go down on that person, if it is their left foot, it will be slave. Then the loser of the hand will tap a foot for the other person. You will suck on them until you the end of the next hand when you will hear the feet tap again. This ought to get the evening off right." We got under the table, and the men sat down. Kate and I looked around, "sizing up the players" as it were. Don's cock was average size. Ted's was a bit like him, short and wide. Paul's was thinner, but about 8" or so. Allan's was good sized, long and well proportioned. Earl's was huge, at least 11", and about as wide as Kate's wrist. He must have been the one to fuck her on Thursday. Kate whispered in my ear that she thought Don's cock was the other one that used her on Monday. Finally, there was Master's, about 9" long. We heard shuffling, and the first game was on. After about 3 or 4 minutes. We heard a shout of victory, as Paul tapped his right foot. Kate went over to him, and I saw her take his cock into her mouth. I heard Paul make kind of a muffled groan, as Kate worked her magic on him. Then I saw Ted's foot tap. I went over to him, and took his cock in my mouth. I started licking the head, and along the shaft, and then took it into my mouth fully. It was wide, but not too long. About 4 minutes later, I saw Don's right foot tap. Kate switched over to him, much to Paul's dismay, from the sounds he made when she let go of his cock. After about thirty seconds, I saw Earl's left foot tap. I went over to his monster, and licked the huge cock head, and then fit as much of it into my mouth as I could. Another 4 minutes, another hand done. This time, Allan tapped his left foot. I went over to him, and took him into my mouth. Earl "lost" again, but this time, he got Kate's mouth to work on him. After the next hand, Master won, and he tapped his right foot. I waited, then I saw Allan tap his left foot. I stayed working on Allan for the next hand. After the next hand, Earl won again, and Master lost. Earl got Kate, while I worked on Master. Then it was Don's turn. He took Kate, while I went over to Paul. It went on like this for about a half hour. After a while, it seemed that Allan was "losing" a lot, as I was kept working on him more than the others. Finally, the guests were talking about stepping up the action, and Master said the winner of the next hand would be the first to fuck my wife. And, since he was the host, he would bow out of this hand. The hand was dealt, and a cry of joy came from Ted, as he won the hand. They then got up from the table, as Master got us both up. He led us into the livingroom, carrying our diaries. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued in Part Two (or 3b) Author's Note: I'm not sure how many of these there will be. I'm still writing them, and will probably continue, until I run out of ideas, (or until it becomes mundane). Anyway, comments, and ideas are welcome, as always.