I came home to quite a surprise one Friday when I took off work early. My wife
was in the pool with Kelly, the new neighbor lady next door...the surprise was
that they were locked in an embrace, kissing deeply while they floated in the
middle of the pool. About a week ago, Greg and Kelly moved in next door. Both of
them are attractive, in the mid 30's; Greg's a little over six feet, the
standard "tall dark and handsome" type. Kelly is just a little shorter, long
dark hair, a body to die for. My wife, Angela, is about 5'4", short brown hair,
and she's got tits that are big for her body. I'm just a little taller than her
at 5'7", brown hair, and weigh in at about 170. We've been married for about 4
years, but have no kids; neither of us have any real desire for them, and we
live fairly well off since we don't have the expense. I'm 30, and my wife is 27.
Although I fantasize about other women often enough, I would never approach one
in a sexual way; I guess I just don't have it in me. My wife is the same way,
I'm sure, so I knew instantly that Kelly had to have been the one to be the
aggressor in the pool. I watched them for a while, getting extremely aroused at
their intimate passion in the water. Finally I decided to make my presence known
by opening and shutting some doors loudly. Angela came in dripping water, her
nipples showing proudly through her suit. "You're home early." she said
matter-of-factly as she wrapped her arms around me and frenched me. I grinned at
her passion, and explained that I wanted to get a jump on the weekend, so I took
half the day off. She invited me to join her and Kelly in the pool, and
naturally I did. But not a thing was done or said about their experiences
earlier. That night, Angela did a lot of things to tease and excite my desire,
but she did nothing to relieve my sexual tension. The next morning, Angela took
off to do some shopping. I did a little bit of yard work, but before noon I was
in the pool. After about ten minutes, Kelly was there. In her swimsuit. "Mind if
I join you?" she said confidently. "Uh, no, no, not at all." I stuttered out.
"Where's Greg? Um, he could come over too." She just shrugged, sat at the edge
of the pool. She lowered herself into the water to her neck, then popped back
out to sit on the edge again. "It's cold." she laughed, leaning back to look at
the sky. Her white swimsuit, now wet, left nothing to the imagination. Her
nipples were hard and dark, and her dark bush showed through plainly. I laughed
nervously. "Yeah, but you get used to it." She looked at me with mischief in her
eyes. "Do you? Well, let's see." And she was back in. I felt her underwater
against my legs, and then she popped up for air right in front of my face...just
inches away. "Yes, I see what you mean..it's not so bad." her voice was sultry.
She suddenly grabbed my cock and held onto it. "Yes, I could definitely get used
to this." She let go and swam away laughing. I was in complete shock, not quite
sure what to do. I treaded water for a moment, then slowly started to swim
towards her. She reached the end of the pool and turned back towards me. Just as
she reached me, she flashed me a quick grin and dove under. My trunks were
pulled down a little, and I felt her hot mouth engulf my semi- erect cock. I was
stunned...my hands reached down and grabbed her shoulders; I don't know if I was
trying to pull her up or hold her there. She came up for air again, then kissed
me solidly, just like I saw her kissing my wife yesterday. "Did you like that
Michael?" My mouth was just hanging open. "Uh, I...." I blinked. "I'm married,
Kelly. We..." "Yes, and so am I." Her eyebrow arched up. "And so is Angela,
Michael. And I fucked Angela yesterday." She turned and swam to the end of the
pool, leaving me in so much shock I could have drowned. She climbed out and
walked to patio door leading in to my house. Turning to me for just a moment
before she entered my home, she lowered the top of her suit off of one breast. A
tantalizing tease, a hint of what she knew I wanted. Then she was in my house. I
regained a little bit of sanity and hurried out of the pool. Her naked form was
just disappearing up the stairs. I followed her without thinking; there was no
time to think. She was in the bedroom, drinking a wine cooler that she must have
taken from my refrigerator. Her back was to me as she stood before the window,
gazing across toward her own house. "Tell me, Michael, do you ever watch our
bedroom window at night?" "I, uh..no, not really.." "I've watched you. I've seen
you and your wife make love twice. Both times, she was on top; both times you
grabbed the head board and held on, as if you were tied to it." She turned to me
then. I saw her nakedness completely now, and I was mesmerized. Setting the
cooler down, she walked toward me seductively. "You like a strong woman, don't
you Michael?" I backed up a step, and I was against the bed. My mouth wouldn't
shut, but no words would come out. I couldn't think, this was happening so fast.
"Yesterday I fucked your wife, and now I'm going to fuck you." She pushed me
lightly, and I sat back onto the bed. Kneeling, she pulled my trunks down and
sucked my already hardened cock. "Kelly......" I managed to utter, hoping to
find the strength to stop her. She looked up at me, her mouth still wrapped
around the head of my cock. The sight was deadly to me, it was so incredibly
erotic. Her hands pushed me to my back, and my body followed her lead until I
was in the middle of the bed, thoroughly engulfed in her power. My arms
naturally went right for the headboard, as I held on and allowed myself to be
taken. She knew what she was doing; she kept taking me to the brink of orgasm,
then backed off. I was mush, and she knew it. Leaning up over me, dangling her
beautiful breasts over my face, she fastened cuffs to my hands, attaching them
to the headboard. Cuffs? It suddenly dawned on me that I was in bed with my
neighbor's wife, and now I was in a very compromising situation. Kelly laughed
at the shocked look in my face. "Surprised? I used these on your wife earlier.
Your wife is very submissive too, Michael. I've had her, now I'm going to have
you." In one smooth motion, she mounted me. "Oh god.." I grunted out. "What are
you doing to me?" As if I didn't know. She laughed an evil laugh. "When I first
saw you, I knew I could have you. Yesterday, I wanted to check out your wife,
see how difficult it would be to get you. But then I realized how easy *she*
was, and I decided I wanted both of you." Just then I saw my wife in the
doorway. Panic flooded my brain. "Angela!" Kelly turned to acknowledge her. "You
see? It took no time at all." She turned to me. "I told her I'd have you by the
end of the day. She agreed to submit to me completely if I could seduce you this
weekend. Isn't that right, Angela?" My wife was beside the bed now. "Yes, I
agreed to do that." Her voice was low, almost humble. Her eyes were locked on
mine. My lips were trembling, and I was still breathing hard since Kelly was
still moving her wet cunt slowly up and down my shaft. "That's right, Michael.
I'm going to be her sex slave since you allowed yourself to be seduced." There
was no anger in her voice; it was more of relief, or even excitement. "Angela."
Kelly spoke my wife's name with power now. Angela broke eye contact with me,
lowering her head a notch but looking up at Kelly. "There are just a few rules,
and I will state them now." This was so bizarre.. Kelly was still riding me
slowly in my wife's bed; my wife was standing beside us, obediently listening to
the woman who was fucking her husband. "In private, you will always refer to me
as Mistress. You will obey every command I give, without question." She looked
at me. "And you will not fuck or give any kind of sexual relief to your husband
unless I say so." A smirk came across her face as she said the last part. "Do
you understand, Angela?" My wife lowered her head. "Yes, Mistress." she replied
softly. "Look at me, slut. Look at what I'm doing. I'm fucking your husband. I
seduced him into your own bed, and I'm fucking him." I could see the lips of my
wife trembling. The erotic humiliating of my wife was having a vicious affect on
my; I was so turned on, I feared I would come right then. "You want me to fuck
him, don't you slut?" "Yes, Mistress, it's what I want." "Take off your shirt."
My wife removed her shirt, and then took off her bra. She stood there beside us
in shoes and shorts, but her breast was bared to us. Kelly suddenly stopped
fucking me and climbed off. "Now, Angela, suck my cunt juice off of your
husband's dick." Angela bent over, and sucked and licked until Kelly was
satisfied. Kelly then mounted me, looking solely at my wife. She rode up and
down my shaft a couple of times, just enough to soak my cock with her juices;
then she had my wife lick me clean again. And she did it again. And again. She
kept doing it, enforcing her power over my wife. But not only over my wife..it
enforced in my mind that I was a tool, just a toy for Kelly to use; an object to
use to humiliate my wife. Then she told my wife to suck me off. "You have three
minutes. If you can get him to cum, you will swallow every ounce of it. If not,
then *I* will fuck him, and he will cum in my cunt. That will mean that you need
to work on your cock sucking skills, if you can't bring off your own husband.
You have three minutes...Go." Angela began sucking on me like she never had. But
Kelly leaned down next to me and began talking to me, distracting me. Nothing
sexual in her conversation at all; just talking about the weather, about things
she wanted done to her yard and house, about where she live before she moved
here. It was enough to distract me, and I was unable to cum in my wife's mouth.
"Stop." she commanded my wife. "You're just not good enough. Men love to have
their cocks sucked, and most would cum in a woman's mouth immediately." My wife
stepped off the bed and stood there, eyes downcast. "Now watch as your husband
cums in my cunt." She mounted me seductively, her body lithe and moving like a
serpent. She fucked me slowly at first, whispering nasty things. She began
telling me how she fucked my wife, how she had big plans for her. Then she
started telling me about the plans she had for the both of us....a "slave
couple" she called us. How difficult it was to find a true slave couple, and she
had us now. She leaned in close to me, mashing her perfect breasts to my chest.
"I know how submissive men can be; you've got fantasies that are buried deep.
I'm going to bring them out, just like I've brought them out of your wife. You
want me to do that, don't you Michael? You want to submit to me. Look at you
now; you're tied to your headboard..you wanted that, or it wouldn't have
happened. I'm fucking you in front of your wife. All you have to do is let it
go. Just let go, and it'll all be over. I'll own you. It's what you want, isn't
it? Tell me Michael. Say yes." The intensity in my gut was too much..."Yes." I
answered. "Yes, you want me to own you." "Yes, I want you to own me." "Do you
give yourself to me?" "Yes." "Say it!" "I give myself....to.....you!" I grunted
out the last part, cumming hard inside her. She fucked me slowly and softly as I
came down from the high, then she pulled off and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Suck me." she commanded my wife. "That's right, lick your husband's gift out of
me. I own him now, just like I own you." While my wife knelt down, Kelly turned
to me. "The rules apply to you now too. I own you completely. You will address
me as Mistress, and obey every command I give, without question. Is that
understood?" "Yes, Mistress." I was exhausted, and would have agreed to
anything. She looked back down at my wife. "That's right, get it all. Lick my
ass, too...mmmmm, yes, that's good. Enough now." She stood up. "Now, slut, lick
your husband clean again, then release him. I'm going to leave for now, but I
want you both ready for me this evening. Plan a little party for me tonight;
make sure you have plenty of beverages and snacks for me. I want to have a
little pool party this evening, do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress." my humbled
wife replied. "Yes, Mistress." I echoed.
Serving the Neighbors, Part 2
My wife cleaned my cock with her tongue and then released me from the cuffs. I
was spent, and just lay there, not knowing what to say. Angela was strangely
calm....she went to her dresser and put a bikini top on. "Mike, I'll put a list
together of things you need to pick up for tonight." "Ange?" She turned and
looked at me, her face unreadable. "Are you OK? I mean, with all of this?" "We
don't have a choice now, Mike." she turned and left the room. What was she
talking about? We had a choice. But the more I thought about it, the more I
realized she was right...we'd gone too far. We would now have to play this out
to the end, and hope that we could remain happy as a couple. Kelly walked over
around 8:00 that evening. She came straight over to the backyard, and settled
onto a lawn chair. My wife and I had been in the kitchen, preparing a tray of
sandwiches when we noticed Kelly. Angela grabbed my hand and said "She's
here..let's go." Kelly ignored us for a moment, staring out over the pool as we
stood beside her. "I've been here for several minutes. Where have you been?" her
voice was calm and even. "I'm sorry Mistress." my wife responded. "We were still
preparing some food for you, and didn't notice you were here." Kelly let out a
breath, a sigh. "Well, Angela, go get me one of your wine coolers. And, Angela,
when you come back, I want you in your white bikini." As my wife left, Kelly
turned her attention to me. "Michael." she said with a smirk. "You, I want
naked. Undress for me right now." My cock hardened immediately. Although our
back yard is invisible to other houses, the thought of being naked outside made
my face flush. But I complied. "Kneel beside me, slave." I knelt down, and she
pulled some handcuffs from her purse. My ankle was cuffed to her lawn chair. At
that point Greg, Kelly's husband showed up. My face burned with shame when I
heard his chuckling. My hands covered my now shrinking cock, and I looked down,
thoroughly humiliated. "I see you wasted no time with our neighbors, beautiful."
He leaned over and kissed his wife. My wife came out then with a wine cooler,
stopping only for a second as she recognized the newcomer. "Hello Angela!" his
voice boomed. I looked up at her, and saw that her face was red too, especially
after noticing my naked and kneeling form. "hi Greg." she murmured out softly.
"Angela, although my husband is not into my games as much as I am, you will
still treat him with respect. 'Hello *Sir*' would be the appropriate response.
"Hello Sir." she responded. "Could I bring you out some refreshments?" She
handed the wine cooler to Kelly. Greg settled into a chair beside his wife.
"Yes, I'd like a beer, thank you." "And Angela, take your husband's clothes into
the house when you go." Kelly added. My cock was quite limp now, and I kept my
head lowered as my neighbors engaged in conversation. "So, darling, what do you
think? I had her wear the white bikini that you've drooled over." "Damn, Kell...she
looks fantastic. I can't believe you tamed them so quickly." Kelly laughed.
"They were a piece of cake. And wait 'til you taste Angela...she's as sweet as
honey." As I listened, my cock stirred. The way they talked about my wife was so
dirty, and the thought of another man "tasting" my wife should have made me
angry. But in the position I was in, it seemed to fan my sexual desire. Angela
was back out, handing my neighbor a beer. "Would you like anything else Sir?" He
laughed and looked over at Kelly. "Yes, I want plenty. But right at the moment,
why don't we take a dip in the pool together." He stood and removed his shirt;
his trunks were already on, so he took her by the hand and led her into the
water. Kelly just sat there, sipping her cooler; I had no choice but to remain
kneeling, watching another man play in the water with my wife. Angela loosened
up quickly as they splashed around; they were laughing and talking, sometimes
whispering closely. During a close whispered conversation, her top was
removed..Greg held the top up for us to see, then dropped it. Soon her panties
were also discarded, and the two were locked in a kissing passion. I could see
his hands roaming my wife's breasts, and I could see her mouth open in passion
as he reached between her legs. Kelly broke me out of my trance. "Look at your
cock, Michael. This turns you on." I looked down, tried to deny it verbally.
"no." "Well, you really can't deny it. You can't deny that you long to serve me,
you can't deny that you've already started down that path. You had a choice,
Michael, and you gave up that choice to me. You AND your wife belong to me now.
I own you, and it's all sexual control." Greg was now on the side of the pool,
legs in the water. My wife, still in the water, was now giving him head, and
they were positioned so that I had a clear view of it. She was taking her time,
slowly moving her lips up and down his hard shaft. He was speaking to her
softly, perhaps giving her instructions. Her mouth moved down, lips kissing his
hairy balls, tongue licking his entire genital area. Kelly continued speaking to
me, describing the scene we were watching in detail. "Look at that slut. Look at
how she licks his cock, tasting every detail. You know she loves it, loves
tasting another man. He's taking your wife, defiling her mouth, using her as a
slut, a whore." Suddenly Greg's passion was building up, he grabbed the sides of
my wife's head, and began pumping into her faster and faster. And then it
happened...as I watched, he climaxed, sending his seed into her mouth. I could
see her throat contract as she swallowed, sucking his cock for all the cum she
could get. As he came down from the climax, she kept his cock in her mouth,
slowly moving her head from side to side, her arms around his waist, caressing
his bare hips. "Isn't that beautiful, Michael? Your slutty wife worshipping my
man?" I was messed up. My head was spinning, and I feared I was going to break
down and cry like a child. As my head lowered, I saw my cock; it was still rock
hard, actually throbbing with desire. "What have you done to us?" My wife was in
front of me then, and apparently she'd heard my feeble question. Her hand cupped
my chin, lifting my face to hers. I could see some of Greg's cum on her cheek
and chin; she'd left it there for me to see. "They've taken us, Mike. They've
taken us over, made us their own." She leaned down and kissed me, deeply,
opening my mouth with her tongue. I could taste semen, another man's defiling of
my wife. She continued to french me, sloppily moving her face around so that I
ended up licking her face clean. She was pulled away from me then by Greg.
"Enough of that. Now I'm in the mood to really enjoy your cunt." he said.
"Michael, I'm going to take your slutty wife up to your bed and fuck her now." I
was speechless, totally humiliated. Looking up, I saw my naked wife standing
beside my neighbor, his hand gripping her arm in his fist. She looked so small
and defenseless next to him, but I could do nothing but kneel there before them.
"Don't you have something to say to them Michael?" Kelly prodded me further.
"Say something, slave." "no..I..don't know...what to say." "Tell my husband to
enjoy your wife." My head dropped. "Please..enjoy.." "NO. Look at him when you
speak." I looked up into his smirking face. "Enjoy my wife..Sir." "Well, thank
you neighbor. I intend to. In fact, she will have a hard time walking tomorrow.
With every step she takes, she'll be reminded of how I fucked her." With that,
he turned and led my wife into the house and up to our bedroom. Despite my
raging hard-on, my eyes filled with tears and threatened to roll down my face.
Kelly laughed. "Don't even think of being upset, slave. He's taking her in the
same bed that I took you, remember?" She stood up and released my ankle from the
cuff. "I think it's time we worked on your submissiveness now, slave. Follow
me." She headed off toward the back of her house, entering through the walk out
basement. Naked, I followed her, my emotions crumbling to dust.
Serving the Neighbors, Part 3
The basement was dark and disorganized, things still packed from their move. One
corner had been cleared up though...and Kelly walked right to that corner. Large
mirrors had been placed on the walls, and I noticed some chains hanging from the
ceiling. She took my wrists and fastened leather cuffs to them; then she
attached the rings in the cuffs to the chains overhead. Still without speaking,
she spread my legs and attached a bar to each of my ankles, spreading my legs
wide. I was facing the corner of the room, and I could see my naked and bound
image in the mirrors. My cock was hard and throbbing with anticipation. Looking
back at Kelly now, I saw her put a headset on. It was a phone headset, the kind
with a mic. in front. "Hi Greg." she said. "Put the phone so that Angela can
hear and speak. I want her to listen to the discipline of her husband. And
Greg..make sure she's vocal in her pleasure.......love you too. Enjoy her!"
Kelly walked over to me and put the headset on me. Instantly, I could hear my
wife breathing hard, grunting her pleasure every so often. God! I was going to
have to listen to my neighbor fuck my wife. I was chained, and had no choice.
"Talk to your wife, Michael." Kelly ordered. "Tell her what's going on."
"Angela." I spoke. "Oh, Michael....ohhh..." "Mistress has chained me in her
basement...I'm" CRACK! I cried out in pain. "Oh god, she's begun to whip me."
Again I was struck soundly across my ass. "Michael," my wife was breathing fast
and hard. "Greg is fucking me..oh, god, it's soo good...his cock is deep, and so
hard....." Kelly was slapping my ass steadily with a leather paddle; the burning
was more intense than I could have imagined. I could almost feel the cum in my
balls, as if it was pushing to shoot out. "Ang, she's whipping me hard now. And
fast...she wants me to ask how you like her husband's cock. Is it better than
mine?" "yes, yes..." she was chanting. "oh, it's soo good...I don't want him to
stop, ever....yes, he's better than you, so much bigger. and, oh god...he knows
how to...oh....he's driving me insane!" "Well?" Kelly demanded. "Yes. She says
he's better than me. She doesn't want him to stop." The humiliation of saying
that made my face heat up. My wife was now reduced to moans and groans on the
line, with a lot of heavy breathing. Kelly began to torment me verbally now, as
well as physically. As she whipped me, she began to tell me about how her
husband was a great lover, how he was now fucking my wife in my bed, defiling
her and our bed. She also commanded me to let her know when my wife reached
orgasm. She said that after tonight, my wife would not be satisfied with me
anymore, and so now they were in our lives forever. "It's too late to stop it
now. There's no way she'll be satisfied with just you anymore. Your road to
submission is too far begun now to stop it. You've lost your wife to us, and so
you've lost yourself to us too. Do you see it?" she was strapping my ass still,
and the burning was turning me into a strange state. "yes." came my humble
reply. "Who owns you, Michael?" "you own me. you and your husband own me and
Angela, Mistress." Kelly was laughing now, and I could hear my wife as she came
over the phone. Greg's grunting was in the background as he shot a load into
her. "He did it." I said. "My wife just came, and your husband just came too."
Tears were rolling down my cheeks now; from the pain of the whipping or maybe
from the humiliation of what just happened to my wife. Kelly dropped her paddle
and came in close to me, breathing hard on my neck. "Is your wife still on the
line?" "Ang?" I heard a long, drawn out groan of satisfaction. "Yes, Michael?"
"Tell her you love her, and then describe what I'm doing to you." my Mistress
commanded. "I love you hon...oh, god.....Mistress is playing with my ass...she's
smearing my crack with something wet.. Vaseline or something....my arms are
chained up high...I can't get away....oh....she's....slipped a finger in my ass!
Angela...oh god...she's now putting something big up my ass...." I groaned, and
was panting now. Kelly began coaching me on what to say. "She's fucking me, oh
god, she's fucking me in the ass. I can't...Yes! oh, i can't stand it...it..it
feels good. I can't believe I'm saying that. But, it feels good. She's taken me.
I'm hers now. Anything, Mistress! Anything you want.... Angela, she wants it all
from us, everything. I want her to have it, our relationship, our lives....." I
was talking wildly, not sure of what I was saying or who I was talking to. On
the line, Angela also began to speak. "Yes, Michael, give it to her. She can
have us, completely. I'll fuck anyone she wants me to, do anything she commands.
So will you, baby, you belong to her now." It was too much...my mind was now
thoroughly fucked too, and I almost felt the snap, the end of my will. "Ang, I'm
going to cum..oh, god, I'm going to cum....with her in my ass, fucking
me...nothing is even touching my cock...oh...oh....." I grunted as my cock shot
freely, my ass contracted against the dildo. I shuddered uncontrollably, and
then fell slack against the chains holding me up. Kelly pulled out of me, then
removed the phone from my head. Releasing me from my chains, she had me kneel
down and lick up my cum that was dribbling down the mirror. I did it without a
second thought. She led me back over to my house; Greg was downstairs, eating
some of the sandwiches my wife and I had made earlier. I followed Kelly, my
Mistress, upstairs and to my bedroom, my head bowed the whole time. Like in a
dream-state, I knelt between the legs of my wife as she squatted lewdly at the
edge of the bed. Greg's cum poured out of her, into my waiting mouth, and I
licked and sucked her clean. I then sat across the room on the floor, and
mindlessly watched as my wife orally serviced our Mistress late into the night.
We were all exhausted by the time Kelly decided to leave. "Tomorrow you two will
come over at 11a.m. to help Greg and I finish our unpacking. Then tomorrow
evening, Angela, you will prepare an elegant dinner for Greg and I. I want the
two of you to seriously think about the consequences of your actions and
promises. I expect the two of you to become my property, and that's not a light
matter. I will do things neither of you have ever thought about, and your
sexuality will be mine. Life will never be the same. After dinner tomorrow
night, I will want you both to state your intentions to me; be creative, and
convince me that you're seriously surrendering to me." Kelly gathered up her
clothes and then left us. I walked over to the bed and lay next to my wife. She
curled up next to me, in my arms. Neither of us said anything, and eventually we
fell asleep.
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