Our Perfect Night Out CHAPTER V...THE HOME TOUR Master begins untying my legs as soon as he hangs up the phone, just as quickly I feel a void as Mistress pulls the dildo out of my ass. She gives me one more tantalizing lick on the head of my cock, and then I'm being pulled upright by the leash. Without a thought I sit on the edge of the bench and immediately help Master put his cock and balls back into his pants. I suppose I'm beginning to adjust to my new role, or more likely, I'm just so horny I don't care to keep up pretenses any longer and have surrendered into subspace? "Let's go slave," Master says, "We have a lot to do before your lovely wife finishes with her new friends and comes home." We enter the house with Mistress in the lead, pulling me none-to-gently by the leash attached to the leather cock ring around my balls. Master's dark, sexual presence looms behind me. In some sort of twisted, erotic version of a home tour I begin showing my "guests" around our home. Several times I hear Mistress and Master making comments as they enter a room or see a particular piece of furniture. "Very nice don't you think dear?" Mistress comments upon seeing a recently acquired, antique wingback chair. "The Slut would look very nice kneeling at your feet in front of that chair." "Yes, she would," Master agrees. "It has something of a Roissey, Story of O quality about it, what with that fireplace and dark paneling." Another piece of furniture and Mistress adds, "you know dear, if you bend her over and tie her up, I think this chair is just high enough to make her asshole open to a cock." "What about this table slave?" "Have you ever fucked the Slut on top of it?" "No master, Stacy...er, the Slut never would let me get too adventurous on the furniture." "Well," Master exclaims, "someone'll just have to fuck her silly on it then won't they?" Mistress seems particularly pleased with all of the large, picture windows throughout the house and how we have hanging plants in front of most of them. She mentions something about neighbors, ropes and open drapes before I lose track of what she's saying. We continue the brief tour and end up returning to the backyard with the pool and hot tub. "Small but adequate slave," Master comments, referring to the hot tub and pool. "I don't expect that we'll see more than five or six guests at a time so this should do nicely." I'm not sure I like the sound of that comment but I'm afraid to ask Master what he means. Sensing my confusion, Master continues. "I especially like how the shrubs and high fence help screen us from prying eyes." "Nosey neighbors can be so annoying." "I'm sure you wouldn't want your neighbors to know that your wife is a Slut and you like to suck cock would you?" "Although..." he pauses and gives me a mischievous look, "they just might find out anyway." I had just about gathered enough of my thoughts together to comment when I realized he's not really talking to me. More that he's talking about me, or above me. I realize I am an object to him, an object to both of them. Since I first agreed to our arrangement I have been relegated to the role of sex object. My only purpose is to serve their erotic needs. My moment of introspection is abruptly interrupted by Master's next comments. Pulling me out of my thoughts and back to the present, Master turns to me and asks, "where is your collection of porn slave?" Caught somewhat off guard and embarrassed I stammer something about it being in the closet in our bedroom. "Show it to us, and be sure and show us EVERYTHING." I'm curious as to what Master is referring to by "everything" but obediently lead them to our Master bedroom. I chuckle briefly as I think about how the term "Master bedroom" will now take on a whole new meaning for Stacy and I. "The Slut was very specific in her descriptions of your porn collection slave so be sure and don't miss showing us anything," Mistress comments. Master continues as I open the closet and pull out our box of toys, videos and fetish clothing. "Stacy was very detailed in her listing of toys, she seemed to take particular pleasure in telling us which toys YOU liked." He turns to Mistress, "it seems my dear that our slave here already had a thing for being fucked in the ass by beautiful women." I blush and lower my head in embarrassment as Mistress abruptly turns me around and forces me to bend over the box of sex toys. I feel her spreading my ass cheeks, exposing my ass. "That makes sense dear," she says. "Just take a look at how easily his ass takes not one but two of my fingers." I feel a brief sense of pressure on my ass and then Mistress' fingers slide quickly into my sphincter. I can't help but let a moan of pleasure escape my lips as she slowly fucks my ass. I hear a chuckle from Master, "Look at him work his hips back into your hand." "He'll put on a good showing for our friends later." Damn! There it is again, that reference to others. What have Stacy and I gotten ourselves into? "Stay where you are slave, I think we've found something interesting." I risk a quick glance up and see that Mistress has found our box of personal photographs! Everything is in there! Stacy is camera shy but during sex she can often be coaxed into letting me snap a few pictures of her in action. Unfortunately, some of the cocks in the pictures are not mine! Stacy will kill me! Apparently though Stacy was very thorough in her inventory of our play stuff. "Ah, this must be your collection of pictures right slave?" Mistress asks. "After a little prompting, Stacy told us that there were some action photos in here that she really enjoys." Master starts thumbing through the pictures. I picture some of them in my mind: Stacy with her dildo, Stacy and I making love, and Stacy at her birthday gang bang! My thoughts are interrupted by Master, "It seems that your cock wasn't always enough for her so many times she'd come in here and look at these pictures and fuck herself while you were at work." "How does that make you feel slave?" "Knowing that your wife had VERY fond memories of fucking and sucking other men?" "She told us all about it." "How she'd come in here, pull out...mmm, THIS dildo," Master holds up Stacy's big, 10" black dildo, "and fuck herself silly while imagining that she was once again being pounded by huge, black cock." All this talk while Mistress' fingers continue to work their way in and out of my ass. I can tell that Mistress is again becoming aroused as she reaches around with her other hand and starts stroking my cock again. Master continues to torment me with images of my Slut wife. "Would it surprise you that on our orders Stacy has started talking with her old gang bang buddies again over the Internet?" "She really loves cock that wife of yours and we've encouraged that feeling." "Are you SURE that she's told you about ALL the cocks she's fucked and sucked?" "She sucked strange cock for us, and it really wasn't that hard to convince her." "After all, she WAS looking for an excuse to suck off that lawyer at the office." "OOPS...she didn't tell you about that one?" Mistress chuckles, "apparently she hadn't dear, but it doesn't matter, I just felt his cock twitch again so it turns him on anyway." "That's right slave, the first thing she revealed to us was a burning desire to suck, how'd she put it, the HUGE, thick cock of her lawyer friend." "We didn't ask how she knew it was 'huge' but apparently it was." "In fact, let's see," master thumbs through some more pictures, "ah yes, I believe this is the cock in question." Master holds a picture in front of my face. Turning to Mistress he asks, "have you ever seen a cock this big dear?" "Apparently the Slut hadn't either." She liked it so much that she asked him to take a picture of it for her as a memento." "What do you think slave?" "How would it feel helping your wife suck that lovely piece of meat?" I can't help but picture myself on my knees next to Stacy, worshipping the magnificent cock I see in front of me. "Makes you wonder what she's doing right now doesn't it?" "Is she REALLY being 'forced' to fuck and suck her way home tonight or did we just give her an excuse to be the Slut that she is anyway?" "I know," Mistress, exclaims, "let's call her!" "That's a great idea!" master agrees. "I'm sure our slave here would like to know what his Slut wife is doing." CHAPTER VI...THE PHONE CALL Mistress jerks my cock and balls and leads me out of the closet and back into the master bedroom. "Kneel Slave." Master orders. Quickly I find myself on my knees at their feet. With my eyes downcast I stare at their feet as I hear master dialing his cell phone. There is a brief pause and then, "yes? You know who this is, now what are you doing? Hand the phone to him then, and get back to sucking." "Don? Yeah, it's me. How's she doing? Really? All of them huh? Well, that's good, I was pretty sure she wouldn't disappoint whomever she wound up fucking but I'm glad to hear that all of your friends got a piece of her ass." Master turns around and speaks softly for a few seconds and then turns to me and hands me the phone. "Look at this slave." He orders. I see that the phone is one of those new ones that has digital camera capability. There in front of me is a picture of Stacy. It looks like her ass is sticking half out of the back of a car. Her skirt is flipped up over her back and her head is between the legs of someone sitting in the back of the car. Her ass is red and looks as if it has been spanked repeatedly. There is a butt plug in her, and a man's hand is in the picture holding one of her cheeks. The screen goes blank for a second and then another picture appears. This time Stacy is on her knees outside the car. A big black cock is in front of her face. Her tongue is reaching out and barely touching it. One hand is between her legs, apparently fucking her pussy and she's looking straight at the camera with a look of total lust on her face. I can see white gobs of cum in her hair and on her cheeks and chin. Master grabs the phone for a second and speaks to whomever is on the other end. He hands the phone back to me, "start stroking your cock and say hello to your beautiful bride." I grab my already aching cock and tentatively take the phone. I grasp the receiver, "he-hello?" I ask. "Oh God! Frank, is that you?" I hear her moaning breathlessly as she speaks to me. It's a little difficult to understand her as it seems she's speaking in between taking something, probably a cock, into her mouth. "I'm sorry honey, but I can't remember being this horny! Don and his friends have fucked my ass and mouth so many times I've lost count. (slurp)Did you see the size of Greg's cock Frank? That's the beautiful black cock that I'm sucking on now (slurp, suck). He's amazing Frank! I've already taken his load in my ass and on my tits and he's still going. His balls are so huge (gasp, slurp) that he can't give me enough cum(slurp). "Oh...AH! Frank, I've got to go. Gary is starting to fuck my ass again!" There are sounds of rustling clothing and then a quick, sharp slapping sound, "Oh yes! Oh, fuck my ass PLEASE!" Seeming to pull herself together she says to me, "Frank" she says, "when we leave here they say we've got one more stop to make and then they'll take me home. And Frank, PLEASE be nice to master and mistress. I need to cum so bad and they won't let me if you've made them angry. Now, I've got to (grunt) go, there's another car pulling up in the parking lot. Oh no Don, please...no more..." One more picture is transmitted to me by someone on the other end. The last image I have is of Stacy on her knees with a huge black cock in her mouth and someone kneeling behind her, apparently fucking her ass. Her tits are hanging down and she looks...stunning! "Stop jerking off slave." Master orders. "You're not finishing yet." "There," Mistress says. A moan of frustration passes my lips as I release my cock. "Sounds like she's having a good time doesn't it? Mistress takes the phone back and says, "you know, all those nice pictures of the Slut working her ass off, perhaps we should return the favor?" Master immediately grabs my head and pulls my face in front of his crotch. "You know what to do cock sucker!" Without hesitation I reach up and unzip Master's pants, pulling out his semi-erect cock. A few strokes and he is fully erect again. "How much Viagara has he taken today?" I ask myself. I open my mouth and as I am about to take him in there is a CLICK and I know my picture has been taken. I am now a true cock sucker and someone else is going to know it. "There Mistress exclaims. Let's let Stacy show that to her new friends." Master casually pushes me away and starts zipping himself back up. "Yeah, who knows dear, maybe they'll want seconds when they drop her off? After all, Frank should thank them for taking care of his slutty wife since it's obvious he couldn't."