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-====== Chapter ​Twelve ​======+====== Chapter ​Thirteen ​======
  
  
-The next morning began in a glow of soft sunlight that filtered through ​the gauze curtains on the East side of the houseIt was after eleven before either ​of the women were out of bed. I had completed nearly all of my cleaning and had the preparations ​for the afternoon meeting well underwaywhen decided ​to take break and get in the showerIt was another ten minutes and I was carefully shaving ​my face, chest and genitalsthis didn’t take long, due to my reluctant body hairs. I splashed ​bit of body powder onto my scrotum and tightly wrapped the nude colored stretch tape around their base. I continued this process until they were bulging ​straight out in front of me and the words, “Douche Bag” could be plainly seen. then clipped the ring in the tip of my penis to the higher ring that hung from just below my navel, stretching the penis painfully until the two rings snapped togetherIn just this much time enough blood was pumped into the penis to relieve the pressure and by the time I pulled my balls out of their hole in my full cut shear panties so that they would be properly displayed my penis was throbbing with desireFor the first time in many weeksperhaps because of the stimulation of the previous evening ​felt the urgent need to relieve the pent up sexual stress that had gone unsatisfied for many monthsFor few moments ​all of my momentum drained away as I tried to catch my breath and choke back a sob of disappointment that bordered on a feeling of despair. A slave has occasional moments like thiswhen suddenly ​he or she loses track of the source of their happiness and briefly feels adrift without motivation ​to continueSuddenlylife seems pointless ​and I wonder what I am doing here in this house ignominiously serving these hedonistic egotists, who care nothing for me as a man.+The next few weeks were among the happiest ​of my lifewas back living in “my own” house, with my beautiful wife and her retinue ​of slaves, ​of which I was growing fonder every dayThere were a few times when was forced to perform homosexual acts with Ralph or other men whom Margarite wanted to entertain. This was very difficult ​for me at firstsince had never desired ​to have sex with man. Margarite understood this and took special care to explain to me how much it would amuse her to see me sucking a cockShe told me that sucking a boisterous cock to an explosive orgasm ​was an act of devotion that was perfectly suitable for a submissive sissy like my selfShe pointed out that my feminine hormone treatments had been going on for nearly ​year, my budding breasts ​were now peaked with bulging ​aureoles ​and my nipples stood at perfect attention even sometimes when did not feel arousedMy little clit-like ​penis had not been used to please a woman in.ever? Soreally, what was the big deal. Ralph was even more reluctant than I to yield to such an actAfter all he considered himself to be 100 % all-American man and even though he was very tolerant ​of what he considered ​to be deviant behavior in homosexual men, he was nevertheless very proud of his own purely hetero machismo. But Margarite knew exactly how to deal with RalphShe got him drunkthen stoned ​and simply sweet talked him through the whole process.
  
-My head was facing downward while I moped about my situation ​and my eyes were slowly filling ​with tearsThen, through ​the haze of liquidmy fuzzy eyes focused on a pair of Margarite’s panties (the pink satin and lace ones), that had been thrown casually onto the bathroom floorAutomatically,​ I bent down to pick them up and, gathering them into my fingers, ​lifted them off the floor and brought them up to my nose as I have always donesince the first day of my slaveryMy nostrils filled with her fragranceso complex and womanlyas well as the foreign but familiar smell of other men‘s spunkThe mixture ​of the two scents was powerful and disturbing, but it only served ​to capture ​my imagination once againGradually the magic of her allure flooded into my brain and I could feel the power of her presence permeate into my beingOne by one, the switches clicked ​on in my mind as energy ​was restored ​to me. I quickly finished combing ​my hair (downward all around- ​like a little Dutch boy, because that’s the way she likes it) and pulled open the bathroom doorSuddenly ​was full of images of her dominating feminine being. I felt lucky to be small and insignificant before ​her and lucky to be her servantIf semen were to rise up from my shaft it would be at her willingMy throbbing desire would be relieved ​or not as she wishesSuffering ​and joy were again suffusedPulling ​on my apron went about the final preparations for the teaThe women would be arriving by three O Clock.+Margarite entered the room wearing her black panties, black guarder belt and stockings ​with matching high healsHer high rounded buttocks were mesmerizing as she walked across ​the room. Her sheer black dickey hugged her perfect 36” breastsits fabric bunched over her stiffly erect nipples. Her movement can not be adequately described- so fluid and sexy yet not at all exaggerated. Ralph had been sitting in a chair lazily stirring his scotch and soda when he looked up to see this visionImmediately he stood up and nearly dropped his drinkwhich quickly saved and placed safely on the end table. As I stood there looking at Ralph and Margarite I knew that they were going to have sex and I found my self hoping that would be able to watch it happen. Its hard to explain how a cuckold feels in this situation. Since I was never allowed to have sex myselfI craved ​the opportunity to experience it vicariously by watchingI could also see by the look in Ralph’s eyes that he was helplessly drunk and befuddled by the commanding beauty of Margarite and would do anything if she would allow him to fuck her. She then surprised me by saying“Bobbiekneel in front of Ralph and unzip his fly.” I stood frozen for a moment while the implications ​of her command washed over me in a flood of dreadI had, of course known that this moment would come, but in Margarite’s house I lived every minute as it came and never thought about what would come next, so happy was I to do exactly as I was told and to perform ​my duties without a careHer face suddenly lost any pretense ​of seduction ​and gained a focus of will that was magnified by all of her feminine attributes. I immediately dropped to my knees and unzipped his fly“Now reach in and take out his dick!” I carefully tugged at his large penis, made even larger ​by the heavy apparatus that encased it safely with the brass lock, the key to which was hanging ​on a necklace and dangling between Margarite’s breasts. After I did as was told, she said, “crawl over to me.” When arrived in front of my wife, she began to apply lipstick to my lips. “I think Ralph will be more comfortable if you look more like a girl.” At this moment Lindy walked into the room and did a double take. “O boy, is this going to be good,​” ​she said softly ​and plopped backward onto a pillow to watchAfter taking the key from my wife crawled back to Ralph and unlocked his penis. Now Margarite merely crooked ​her left index finger to Ralph and he quickly turned toward me, his penis bouncing and swaying from side to side as if happy to be free again, growing more erect as he continued to stare at her gorgeous bodyI turned ​to Ralph and quickly placed ​my mouth over his cock. I had no desire to see that look on Margarite’s face again, for it was a look that said, if you don’t do as you’re told I will abandon you in an instant. I knew in that moment that I would suck a thousand cocks to keep her in my life. Ralph began to move in reaction to my sucking- all the while staring at Margarite’s lovely breasts. As he stared dreamily ​at her he fucked my face harder and harder and she began to talk to him in her most seductive and playful manner bringing him closer and closer to orgasmHe was so drunk and so drunk with her that he hardly thought about me, a man, or at least a sissy, sucking and licking his dick. Just as he was about to come, she told me to stopRalph shivered to a stop and groaned as a few little spits of come erupted from the tip of his cock and dribbled down my chin“Lick the come off your face Bobbie.” Which I did. “Now, guide his cock into me.” She leaned back in her big easy chair and let me bring Ralph’s cock up to her pussy. It had been many weeks since I had been this close to her succulent vagina. With my left hand, I cautiously spread apart her swelling pussy lips and with my right hand I carefully guided the cock into her pussy. Some of the jism from the interrupted orgasm appeared at the mouth of her vagina as pressure from the swollen cock pushed it out. Margarite then cast a superior gaze on me and mouthed the words, “kiss ​my feet.” 
 +spent a very long time on my knees, kissing her stockinged feet. As her feet moved around in response to the pleasure she was receiving I struggled to keep my mouth on them. In the mean time my tied-up balls ground against the carpetOccasionally,​ my lovely wife would cast a glance in my direction, and seeing me writhing around on the floor with my balls grinding painfully against the floor while I kissed and sucked her toes and the bottoms of her feet with a mouth half full of her lovers sperm, she smiled that special smile that always kills me and I could see her falling back into the slow burning ecstasy that sets her apart from all other women in my mind.
  
-There were twenty six women in the room, and, like any group of women, they seemed to be talking all at once. The room was alive with their humming conversations ​and the air punctuated with the occasional sound of wine goblets striking the side of dinner plates. I was quietly resting ​in a chair next to a vacant podiumdreamily listening to the magic of the feminine communion going on around me and breathing in the air-born aroma of their combined perfumesDr. Pam was scheduled ​to begin speaking at around five o-clock. I was to be the topic of her speech, or the subject of her demonstration- which ever approach she chose to takewas not concerned about what would happen next. I was well aware by now that such things were none of my businessSoon I was alerted ​to the sound of Dr Pam taking ​her place at the dais and adjusting ​the microphone for her stature.+Whenafter an hour of nearly constant fucking ​and several orgasmsRalph rolled off of my mistress ​and came to rest in a drunken heap on the floor, Margarite did not seem to be tired or even little spentbut instead, had that glorious look of surfeit ​and superior accomplishment that she often had after achieving another ​of her sexual goalsShe then turned that same index finger in my direction waving it around and pointing ​to her cunt. I swiftly rose to her still swollen mound and began to lick the voluminous come that welled up in its centerThe smell was sharp, a combination of perfume, sweat, wifely secretions and male spunkFinally ​I was finished licking and swallowing all of the juicesMy face was sticky and a little raw. Margarite then stood up majestically,​ picked up her panties and placed them over my head completely covering my eyes, walked over to Lindy with her hand stretched out to her. Lindy caught her hand and rose up to follow her into the bedroom. She was finished with me and finished with Ralph and now Lindy would be blessed with her attentions.
  
-“Good afternoon ladies,” she began assertively,​ “I hope you have enjoyed this marvelous repast with as much appreciation as I. Thank you Margarite, for all of your hard work preparing for this occasion.” I looked over at Lindy and caught the subtle rolling of her eyes. We both knew, in fact, everyone in the room knew full well that Margarite had done nothing to prepare for this event. Margarite did absolutely no work in this house, nor did she ever intend to. We would do the work; she would receive the praise. Lindy had not completely adapted to this idea and still struggled like a child to rectify the injustice, which she knew ran counter to her submissiveness. I, on the other hand basked in the feeling of insignificance,​ which washed over me during such a public snub. A depraved spark erupted in my mellow mood as I listened to learn in what direction my fate was headed in the next few minutes. “I wish to demonstrate for you this afternoon the astounding success of our esteemed Mistress Margarite. Sitting to my left is Bobbie, whom you all know because of his many skills, not the least important of which, is his quiet accepting demeanor in the face of any and all demands- whether fact or fancy- if indeed they are the product of a feminine mind and represent the feminine will. Many of you may not know that Margarite and Bobbie have been happily married for twelve years.” At this point a few gasps good be heard coming from the back of the room. “But you all know that Margarite is a very sexually active women. She contends to me that save for the early cuckolding of Bobbie, the achievement we are celebrating here today could never have occurred.” The room then filled with the thunder of determined applause. “Step on to the box, Bobbie.” +As I remained kneeling ​before her empty chair, my eyes covered ​with the soft fabric ​of her fragrant ​panties I could already hear Ralph’s sleepy breathingWas I a homo? didn’t ​feel any differentMy devotion ​and intense sexual desire ​was directed ​to Margarite ​and to no one elseman or woman and even though ​had vigorously sucked cock and swallowed mouthful after mouthful ​of jism until my whole face was sticky ​and raw with its residue, I felt relaxed ​and somehow fulfilled emotionally in that singular way that serving ​my beautiful ​mistress always caused me to feel. I remained there for quite while, my face stuck to the inside ​of her wet black panties, savoring ​the feeling until sleepiness overcame bliss and I climbed down the stairs ​into the basement and curled ​up on my mattress still wearing ​my mistresses gift
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-As I stepped on to the wooden box that stood in front of the crowd of women I could feel the pressure of their beautiful assertive eyes looking through me with the relentless knowledge of my abject servitude. Dr. Pam signaled to Lindy to begin the demonstration. As she approached me I could see that she was reaching for my balls, which, of course , were protruding out of the front of my panties. “As you all know the typical subservient male is driven by his sexual desires. Therefore, he must be kept in a constant state of unfulfillment. As soon as he is allowed to ejaculate, his pathetic little worm after twitching and squirming for a few seconds recedes back into the lazy comfort of his scrotum and all interest is lost in being submissive. Of course, this cannot be allowed, or we would all end up doing our own laundry and house hold chores.” Laugher erupted nervously from the ladies, who were all too aware of the dangers posed by such a breech of behavior. “However (and now Lindy was rapidly stroking my penis) Bobbie’s training has been so thorough, his humiliation so complete, that such is no longer the case for him.” Now Lindy was relentlessly jacking me off. I could see that she did not intend on stopping- as she always had before, per Margarite’s explicit instructions. As the semen began to rise in my shaft I was flooded with shame and disappointment,​ for I knew that I would fail to prevent an orgasm. The feeling was so foreign to me by now that I felt nothing like the hopeful expectation you might expect. Instead, I felt only fear and shame as my penis began to twitch and spurt under the expert fingers of Lindy’s hand. She had not lowered my see-through panties, but merely stretched ​her hand under the elastic of the leg band and gripped my penis from below. Now she pumped the semen with vigorous demanding strokesuntil my panties were soaked ​with come and the penis withered and useless. Then she slipped the panties down my legs and I stepped out of them. Quickly she wiped all of the remaining jism from my cock and balls and stood up directly in front of me. Open, she motioned with her lips, and I opened my mouth to receive the gooey mess in my mouth. Shut, she whispered, and I shut my mouth. Wash!, she mouthed the word and I began swirling the thin cum-soaked ​panties ​around in my mouth, sucking away the semen as ordered. +
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-“Now you will see that in bobby’s case there is no reduction in slavish devotion even after a complete and uncontrolled ejaculation- this despite the fact that it has been many months since he has been permitted to have even a modest male orgasm.” At this point Lindy, who was already standing beside me on the platform, turned away from me and bent over, sticking her rear end out while keeping her feet close together. This bunched her buttocks provocatively. Next she lowered her panties and reached around for a handful of my hair, which she gripped tightly, pulling my face up in front of her rectum. Without any apparent effort, she placed my nose exactly in her ass hole and, keeping her eyes directly in front of her, gave a little shrug and let a shy smile spread broadly across her face as she relaxed into a pleasurable stance. Behind me, Jane approached, wearing leather chaps and cowgirl boots. It was only the surprised sounds of the crowd that alerted me to her presence, and I could not see what she was wearing or what she was doing at that time as I was staring at Lind’s ass cheeks. I did see Dr. Pam descend from the podium briefly to place her empty water glass between my legs. Then I felt Jane working Vaseline into my ass, pushing extra gobs of it upwards into my colon. Next came the insistent head of rather large strap-on dildo, and quickly became aware that it was bigger than anything that I had been trained to accept in the past. Deeply it was being thrust into me and smoothly, but too fast at first, for I could not adjust my self to fit it. Instead, it adjusted me, continuously pushing, deeper and deeper inside of me. +
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-“Now you will notice that Bobbie continues to react as a male might be expected to. Once his prostate is adequately stimulated his penis will begin to drip semen.” The pain was excruciating and I could not feel any sexual feelings as Jane kept up the monotonous rhythm of anal assault ​Even so I began to feel the familiar tug of gravity as my penis began to grow and the heavy ring in its tip resisted with its substantial weight. I was next aware of the delighted whispers as the women in the nearest chairs began to point out the large drops of cum that gathered in the water glass between my legs. Dr. Pam ‘s demonstration was proceeding with the precision of military exercise- even though the main exhibit had no knowledge of what was supposed to happen. +
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-Jane continued her probing in a steady rhythm, pushing deeper ​and deeper into my anus. The pain was gradually building, but she was an expert at fucking submissive men. Each time my tolerance managed ​to catch up with the painshe would push a little harder, always staying ahead. I could feel the cum draining from my body as my prostate reacted to the insistent milking. As all this was happening I could still hear the speaker’s voice as she continued to expound on the methods of Margarite’s training of her slaves. The words had dissolved their meaning into distant sounds of an unknown but vaguely familiar language. Jane was ramming my ass violently now and my nose was bouncing in and out of Lindy’s rectum. Still, I valiantly maintained the position of my head in between the succulent cheeks of her young and beautiful ass. Finally the fucking stopped and I was overwhelmed with a wave of dull but powerful pain- so much that I felt myself begin to faint. Swaying uncertainly, ​even though ​the pressure and the probing ​had vanished I thought I heard a hushed gasp coming from the spectators as I collapsed on to the platform, the room reeling around me. The pain slowly ebbed and was gradually replaced in my consciousness by the sweet pleasure of embarrassed pride as I began to take in the degree to which I was being publicly humiliated by these minions ​of my wonderful Margarite. I was beginning to realize that this was the single most humiliating thing that had ever been done to me- I guess because of all of the women who were witnesses off it. It is typical for me to imagine humiliating or painful situations orchestrated by Margarite for her entertainment, ​and I always wonder if I would have the fortitude to behave as I am expected. But as I lay there on the platform, half asleep ​with pleasurable emptinessa quiet smile spread across my face as slowly realized that I was strong enough ​and sincere enough to complete any task that she might require. +
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-I opened my eyes to the sight of a nylon stocking covered ankle, which looked very familiar and was attached to a beloved foot that nestled into a strikingly sexy high healed shoe. An awareness came over me of exquisite joy as I realized that Margarite was standing over me and might bless me with some form of attention. I can honestly say that I enjoyed in one way or another any and all privations and punishments I had received this day and all previous days by Lindy, Dr. Pam and others authorized by my beautiful ​wife to entertain themselves at my expense, but these experiences,​ as pleasurable and exciting as they may be were pitiful shadows of any act of her will and power administered directlyNow it was with this kind of infatuated awe that watched as she removed the shoe from her right foot and placed the foot in the up-turned glass that contained ​surprising quantity of jism freshly milked from me by the merciless lesbian with her strap-on dildo. +
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-“Place the butt plug,” said Margarite to Jane. My awe was then punctuated by the insertion of a plug that was plunged to the hilt in no more than a single second. I opened my mouth in surprise at the renewed pain and saw the tip of Margarite’s foot, drenched as it was in my own spunk, moving toward ​my face. Then she deftly removed the soaked panties from my mouth and first spreading them upside down, place them over the top of my head, where they covered my eyes and nose, but left my mouth free to receive her foot. “Suck it clean Bobbie!” The sound of her voice was like a song sung only to me. I waited my whole life for her next command and felt generally deprived because of the long periods of time I would sometimes have to wait to hear the comforting authority ​of her voice again. My mouth fitted over the toes of her foot like a glove and I felt the wet texture of my milk. The simultaneous ​feeling ​that grew within me was the joy and abandonment which always accompanied my act of fulfilling her desires. This was the fountain of my pleasure as I moved to my knees and dutifully sucked and then licked her foot until no taste of my ejaculate remained on the shiny surface of her nylon glad foot or the shiny patent leather of her shoe. +
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-As soon as the universal applause died slowly to a respectful anticipation,​ Dr. Pam completed her remarks by saying, “This man’s training is now complete. You may think of Bobbie as a model slave, consider his besotted state of complete humiliation a worthy goal, but Ladies, I must warn you, do not be too disappointed when you discover that your subject is lacking in the dedication and fortitude shown here today. Such a slave is rare and should be much valued.” The final applause ended and the crowd of women turned quickly to other concerns. Individual conversations erupted with enthusiasm as new topics were broached ​and I quickly realized that I was again being completely ignored as though my very existence had evaporated. I slowly rose to my feet, noticing, of course, ​the stiff appendage that remained lodged in my ass and limped happily ​into the bathroom. +
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-I worked late into the night, picking ​up all of the dishes and folding chairs. It was nearly midnight when I was able to go to bed. Climbing under the sheets of my simple ​mattress ​on the bare floor of the basement I could finally shut my eyes. I felt completely content with my special place in this household. Upstairs Lindy had long since gone to bed (to get her beauty rest), and I knew that Margarite was waiting up for Ralph who would return any moment from his business trip. He would be tired but I knew he would still want to fuck my beautiful, sexy wife, and I knew that Margarite was very hot. I knew my darling wife inside and out. The power and pride she displayed at the meeting was just the surface of her feelings. The articles of clothing I had collected from her bedroom floor as she changed into Ralph’s favorite black lingerie, included the panties she had worn that day, which were dripping wet at the crotch. This was my reward for all of my toiling in the kitchen and at the tables and the total pain and humiliation,​ which I had suffered during the demonstrations. I lifted the precious fabric to my nose and inhaled the glorious scent of the mistress of my world+
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