Chattel – a slave & personal property

It was a bit past 4:30, I pulled into the horseshoe driveway just in front of Bill Robert’s house. I could see at least 10 cars already parked there. I took notice that my wife’s BMW was moreover there.

I parked my Ford Escape & looked around the place. I visited this house some time ago for an office party. But I seemed to have forgotten how luxurious Bill’s home was. He was doing tremendous as an attorney obviously.

My wife was Bill Robert’s assistance in administrative matters. She thought Bill was a satisfactory employer. The salary he paid her was really generous, & the working atmosphere felt great. I used to hear a lot how she enjoys her job, & she moreover spent many long hours there.

There were these two partners Bill had, Rick Sullivan & Jerry Goodrich. All the three men were really handsome, in their early forties. Also, they were all divorced. Lindsey shared some information with me & I knew their marriages were destroyed because they had trouble with marital fidelity. She would not say this directly, yet from the details she gave I realized all three of them were really accomplished playboys.

The company they had, Roberts, Sullivan & Goodrich, was a small yet a very prosperous law firm.

Their office manager was Margo Williams. Lindsey told me she had just approximately as much power in the company as the three head attorneys. She was a divorced woman, late 30s. I once met her at the office party. Margo was a very graceful & elegant blonde, really attractive. I used to feel weak in her presence because of the air of authority all around her.

Each lawyer in the company had an assistant in administrative matters. All of these people were present at the party.

A girl called Trish Gilbert was Rick’s assistant. She was a young dark-haired woman. Her figure was of that kind many men would pertain to as ‘soft body.’ I had a suspicion she would worry over her weight when she received older, yet back then she was in her mid twenties. Her large breasts, perfectly shaped round ass & a narrow waist gave her a truly sexy, luscious look.

Jerry Conroy was Jerry’s assistant. You could say Lindsey & Jenny were almost identical, like sisters. Both of them were small-chested blondes, young, with slim shapely figures. Lindsey was 23 & I was to believe Jenny was of the same age back in the day.

Jenny was married while Trish was single.

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Really, I could not believe this was actually happening. Even right now, looking back onto it all, with several months since that, it looks unreal. Thing is, it did happen, & the entire situation keeps changing & getting even more strange.

I have to say this first time on the boat at Lake Powell was a weird experience. As if I was looking at two people from a distance, through a soft focus lens or something. I can’t explain it. Probably booze has to be blamed at least partially.

There she was, naked, very much aroused, obviously. She gave out quiet moans as she was blowing me. During the day, I had really tried to fight her off. She had been teasing & daring me the entire day. She showed more & more of her body, rubbing against me in the narrow passages of the boat. She was rubbing the tan lotion into her skin slowly & asked for assist with it. She would flash her pussy & touch herself bringing her nipples to a stiff, aroused, prominent state. I must say I had accepted her tease once. Earlier that day, I fingered her into a minor orgasm. I had thought it would scare her & make her back off. Wrong!

I was in the state of extreme arousal since early afternoon. She clearly knew it. My defenses were very week in the evening when she started groping me.

Ron & Kori were my best friends. I had bought a house next to theirs around 9 years ago. We had spent plenty of time together. We had moreover been on vacation together before. Last summer we took a houseboat trip with another couple & Kristi, my fiance.

Surely, there were lots of sex jokes on that trip, quite an amount of sexual tension & flirting. The sexual innuendo seemed to be perpetual. Nothing ever really happened though. The girls would go topless sometimes. We would moreover skinny-dip in the moonlight now & then, yet that was truly innocent.

That trip was so rad we decided to repeat the experience this year. The other couple had decided not to go at the last minute because of a death in the family. We could not obtain our money back, & Kristi pulled another stupid shit which I will describe in more detail later. So, it was Kori, Ron, & me.

I had really attempted to avoid it all & have my share of money back. Ron & Kori were so insistent & persuaded me to come, saying I needed a getaway & some relaxation. They said they would really have no pleasant with just the two of them on the massive boat.

Another reason for my hesitation was Kori’s behavior. She had spent years daring me & doing embarrassing, arousing things to me. I really like her & Ron, I just wasn’t sure how much of it I could take. This was an obvious tease & nothing else, & she did enjoy seeing my embarrassment. I was pretty sure she would never go through with stuff like that!

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It started with one of those dirty weekends of ours, spent away. My wife insisted that I wear the cb3000 for as long as 2 weeks. By the time we arrived at the hotel I was near explosion. The sexual tension was unbearable. She said she had a special cuckolding birthday present for me.

Several months before that I used a dating site to find some willing partners for her. I shortlisted three men. We dropped the first one at the very last minute. Second man was not available for the time, so we had to pick the third, our only option. We had been lucky because my wife told me she immediately liked him, he was nice, a lot nicer than his photo suggested.

Our first date was the time when they kissed & fondled each other in the back of the car as I watched them from the drivers seat. She gave him a handjob & he spurted all over the top of her black stockings. After that, I was really willing to see him make love to my adorable wife. Alas, they never seemed to be able to obtain things together, until, I guess, now.

Then, she told me straight away that she had booked two nearby rooms in the hotel. One was for us & the other one was for her lover by which I guess she meant Rod, yet that was part of the surprise.

Just as shortly as we reached the room, she ordered me to bet undressed & put a humiliating French maid costume on. It was completed with white stockings & white pinnafoir. I could not say I enjoyed the idea of her lover seeing me like this, yet she assured me this would never happen.

There I was, hands cuffed behind my back, I’m on my knees, & my face was deep buried in her hairless pussy. My cock was rubbing against the tight embrace of the nylon. Suddenly her phone rang. She gave me a slap, told me to obtain on with it, & spent some minutes chatting with her lover. Right away I felt very jealous for her loving tone as she was talking to him. I enjoyed hearing her flirt with men yet I kinda hated it at the same time. It’s something you don’t understand if you are not a cuckold.

She pushed me away, hung up the phone & ordered me to kneel in the corner. She then went to the lover’s room to assist him obtain settled. It felt like it took her ages to come back, yet then she returned. She was alone which I liked. To return, she used a connecting door installed between the suits.

What she did next was telling me to obtain my sac from the suitcase we brought. It’s a body bag made of rubber, with a rubber zipper in the front. Inside, it has arm sleeves. The thing is really right when zipped. Soon she had me fully secured & lying in bed. I was wrapped in tight black rubber head to toe. It was really hot inside. I could very well feel my sweat coming out through the maid outfit which I still had on. I felt totally helpless. She had so much power over me & I could see she was smiling.

‘Now I will go & have my brains banged out by my lover. Do you want me to leave this door opened so that you can hear it all?’
‘Yes,’ I replied, my cock struggling out of its prison
‘Dear, you are not too satisfactory with your manners, right?’
‘Please, Ma’am, yes,’ I muttered
‘Alrightie, my pet. Let me just cover you with my leather coat so that you can enjoy the lovely scent of leather & my perfume as you listed to a real man doing your wife.’

Hearing things with the sound of my own heavy panting under the coat was tricky. It was a gorgeous experience. I had never imagined she could be so vocal in sex. I was lying there, wondering whether she was teasing me or it was really this good.

Soon I heard the door being shut. Then I had to shut my eyes as the coat was lifted from my face. In a second I opened my eyes & saw my beloved wife standing there with nothing on yet her hold up stockings. She had one hand cupped beneath her crotch. She smiled & said: ‘Ready for your present for the birthday, sweetie? Here it is!’ She climbed onto the bed & straddled my chest. I realized what was the present all about. I often had fantasies approximately cleaning her with my tongue after a nasty fuck session with another man. I could never believe though it could happen for real. I always thought she would have never agreed to have bareback sex with anyone yet me. She removed her hand & treated me to an outstanding sight. Thick white cum was dripping from her lips, wet & swollen. A bit of it detached from the load & landed on my cheek. It was truly disgusting. I thought it was too much, it was real, not in my fantasy. I attempted to turn my head away. She grabbed my face with her strong, smooth thighs. She cooed ‘happy birthday slave’ as she spread her legs & her crotch was pushed onto my face.

I shut my eyes & pushed my lips together. I was waiting for her to free me. I waited, until I realized I was gasping for air & had real trouble breathing. She told me to start cleaning up there if I wanted any air. She sounded austere.

I tried not to do a thing for a long as I could. I searched for ways to pull in some air yet I was desperate & it did not work out. I gave in shortly & pushed my tongue into her overflowing twat. She moved up a bit so that I could have some air. It was salty & bitterish, the taste, yet generally better than I’d imagined. Then suddenly there was sort of a little explosion & there I was, my face all covered with some guy’s sperm mixed with the love liquids of my dear wife. My mind exploded then, too. I went crazy licking & swallowing everything, nearly getting drowned, in cum as well as in my own degradation. This was my way to express love towards this exceptional woman.

She could not miss the chance. Pretty shortly she started rubbing her cunt against my face, pushing her lips into my mouth fucking my nose with her swollen clit. More hot sperm was flowing into my hungry mouth, & then I heard a groan of release.

‘It was a nice job, slave,’ she said. ‘Still I have to return to my lover right now. Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon, & my yet another special gift will be putting your mask on for you.’ Our mask is a tight rubber thing with an inflatable cock gag & two nose holes, really small. The neck of the mask embraces my neck really tight, airtight, I would say. It’s secured inside the top part of the rubber sac. She continued: ‘Let’s make sure you can still smell & taste me here as well as in this rubber.’ Saying this she opened the neck of the mask, spat inside it as many as three times, & rubbed the sides against each other to create a smooth layer of spit. It was not enough for her! She then spat in my face leaning forward. Three times, too. And slid the mask over my face.

There I was, fully cocooned, sweating in this latex body bag, face floating in a mixture of my wife’s spit, pussy juice, & cum of her lover. I realize I should have been sickened & disgusted. But the two weeks of teasing & denial had their effect. I could not assist it. My cock was nearing explosion in its harsh prison. My hips moved involuntarily trying to acquire the friction for my cock which I needed so bad.

‘Now stop that right now!’ My wife scolded. ‘You behave yourself. Or would you like me to bring my lover in here, turn you over & have him use his belt on your sorry wimp ass?’

She scolded me for that: ‘Stop right now! Behave yourself. Or I will bring my lover over here & have him turn you over to donate your ass a real complex time with his belt!’

That pretty much stopped me.

‘Oh & as long this was brought up, I thought you might be interested – it’s not Rod who’s in there.’

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This was inspired by Lisalovesbig, thanks for the kick, I had plans to do this for quite a time now.

Me & R met a couple of years ago. I was studuing at school he taught at during that time. His hunkish looks struck me. Imagine a man doing lots of workout, a real 6’3’’ bodybuilder. He had this ponytail & his hair was shoulder length. Totally low body fat, I figure he was doing lots of competitions back then. His size was a bit over 7 inches, yet this was a satisfactory bit I discovered a bit later…

Me, I was in town for a week or so during a month cause I was an air hostess for a major airline.

I spent a year being frustrated a lot. There was this assumption of mine that as long as he was this sporty, he’d fancy slim girls which were aplenty in the gym any time I went in there. He looked so distant & unobtainable. I wasn’t obese of course, yet I did join the gym to lose a bit of weight & improve my shape. Also, he had a girlfriend & he’d been living with her for 3yrs or so.

I need to say I was really into him so much it injure so at one point I quit the gym.

Little did I know that he liked me a lot. He wasn’t actually into skinny chicks. I turned out to be his perfect one, short, dark hair, curvy & all that.

Anyway this was a real obsession, I spent the year flirting & visiting the gym often. This amounted to nothing so I stopped…

One day, I received a call from him & we went out to lunch. Somehow I poured out my true feelings, no sooner than we were driving home. He was so excited he nearly crashed the car. So, we started seeing each other, & we pertain to that day as the car crash day, not anniversary……

If you may ask, I did not steal the man from this then GF. I have to admit I would have done so, yet anyway when I quit the gym, they broke up, which is lucky for me. I was 27, & R was 32yo.

What was in our past

R had one 6 year relationship & he moreover was in this 3 year relationship as well. He used to do some work like night club security or something. Guess it makes him far more experienced than me. I moreover know he had a bunch of threesomes in his past…

My part, you know, I did not have this much luck. When I was around 17, I ended up in this affair with a married man. He was my first sexual partner. Time passed & I received more experienced with these things. It sorta made me realized what a lousy partner he was. Speaking of proper relationships, I met this man on a vacation & shortly we were living together. It lasted for 3 years or so. He was incredibly hung, very thick, I wish I could meet him again, hehe. He was huge yet had no idea how to use the thing, so the sex kinda was a thing to avoid. When it happened, it really hurt. Then, I had something with this other guy, a sweet dude yet really small. I must say it did not last long. Also I received involved into several one night stands which all sucked really. So, here I am, 27, never brought to orgasm by a man when I met R.

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Really makes me think whether there’s any alternative to that.

In fact, I figure most women will form this or that type of bond in their ongoing sexual relationship, however strong they feel approximately their husbands.

For me, it’s impossible. Every minute with my bf is filled with magic. We meet only when we want & can, the sex is amazing, we exchange those sweet messages & so on. Never any trouble in this imaginary world we have constructed. And I guess this contributes to a separate relationship.

It couldn’t be any different.

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