A Slave's Pleadings, In Seattle
I couldn't sleep, so instead I was lying in my bed, listening to my wife and her current favorite submissive. They were upstairs, in her bedroom, and judging from the sounds that made it to my ears, he had just succeeded in making her cum.
I wasn't jealous, I knew that she gave up on sex with me because I just wasn't able to give her strong orgasms, but I was feeling lonely, feeling like I needed my wife's touch more than anything.
I knew that she didn't fuck her slave, she didn't believe in fucking men, but her frequent reports to me, and the sounds from her bedroom let me know that he had a very talented tongue. If only I could perform his oral feats, then maybe I wouldn't be banned from her bedroom, but I knew that the time for such regrets was long past.
Shortly after her cries of pleasure reached a crescendo and faded away I heard her making her way downstairs, and into the bathroom.
Soon she was at my door.
"I hope you liked that as much as I did." She said with a chuckle.
"Yes, I love hearing you." I replied, honestly.
"Good." She said as she started to turn away.
"Mistress?" I asked.
"Yes?" She responded turning back to me.
"I don't want to bother you, but I'm feeling kinda lonely tonight. Can I kiss your ass for awhile?" I asked.
She left the doorway, and came in to sit on my bed.
"Remember what I told you the other day honey?" She asked me. "Remember that I told you that I wanted to have a pecking order in this house? Remember that I said that you John was going to be my slave, but that you were going to be slave to both he and I?"
"I remember." I said, feeling deflated.
"Good boy." She said. "If you want, I'll come in and sit on your face. I'll let you lick my pretty little ass while I work over your nipples for awhile, I'll make it so they are nice and tender for you tomorrow morning, so that you remember our time together every time your shirt rubs against them."
"Thank you Mistress." I said, thrilled to be getting such a treat.
"But don't you think it would be best if you asked John's permission?" She asked. "Of course, I can do whatever I desire with you, but it does seem to me that a good slave would ask his Master and not just his Mistress."
"Do I really need to?" I said, instantly afraid and humiliated.
"Of course not." She replied. "But I don't think that would be very respectful of you, and I'm not letting a disrespectful little cuckold lick my ass."
"I understand." I replied. "Should I do it now?"
"I'll go with you." She said. "Come on."
I climbed out of bed and started following her to the door.
"On your knees slave." She commanded harshly. "Crawl behind me, enjoy the view of my luscious ass as we go up so that you can talk to your new Master."
I struggled to keep up with her beautiful nude form as she made her way from my bedroom, up the stairs to hers. When we entered, I could see John's surprise at seeing me behind my wife.
"Trevor has something to ask you." My wife said to John.
"Ok." John hastily replied.
I found myself too embarrassed to speak. I felt humiliated asking this man if I could kiss my beautiful wife's ass, and I was terrified of what he might say. I found that I couldn't even look him in the eyes. I just knelt there like a mute and stared at his cock encased like mine in a stainless steel tube. I was entranced by it's size, so much larger than my little pencil dick.
Finally my wife had enough. "Are you going to ask him cucky, or are you going to kneel there all night?" She asked.
"Please sir." I groaned out the words.
"Yes Trevor?" He asked when I was unable to continue.
"Please sir." I forced the words from my mouth. "May I have my wife sit on my face for awhile, so that I can kiss and lick her ass?"
Relief flooded into me as I finished the words.
John rolled over, I guess to get a better view of me, and I noticed that his own ass was held open by a big red piece of rubber. I found it interesting that my wife had left him plugged after she had cum and they were apparently ready to go to sleep. He looked up at my wife, questioningly.
"John, like I told you the other day, I want you to feel at home here. While you may serve me, that doesn't mean that you serve Trevor. I know that you have a strong dominant side, and I want you to feel free to explore those tendencies with him. Trevor's my slave, but when you are here, I want you to think of him as your slave as well." She said.
"Please sir. I need her so bad." My words came out in a rush.
"OK." John said. "You can enjoy yourself kissing and licking her asshole."
"Thank you sir!" I exclaimed.
"I'm not done yet Trevor." He said his voice turning cold. "I want to make sure you understand the rules. She's told me that you have been permanently banned from touching or licking her beautiful little pussy and her breasts. I don't want to hear that your tongue wandered anywhere but on her ass. Got it?"
"Yes sir." I replied. "I know that I never get to touch her pussy and I'm always very careful."
"Good." He answered. "Now let's talk about price."
"Price?" I asked.
"Yes. Price." He replied. "If I'm going to let you have this exquisite pleasure, then I'm going to demand a price for it."
"I understand." I said, fearful once again.
"You may have your fun tonight, but first thing in the morning we are going to start transforming you into a sissy. You can't pleasure a woman, even with your tongue, your pencil dick is so small it's almost a joke, and frankly I think that you would do better as a feminized sissy than you have ever done as a man."
I couldn't answer him. I just knelt there on my knees, mute once again. I knew in my heart however that he was right. Just a single glance at his masculine cock in its cage told me that.
"We'll start with your underwear. Tomorrow morning all of your masculine underwear will go into the fire, then when Mistress is ready the three of us can go and get you a nice selection of panties, bras, and nighttime lingerie." He said. "Does that sound good to you?" He asked my wife.
"It sounds delightful!" She said with glee.
"Good, then we are agreed." He said.
"Thank you sir." I replied, even though I wasn't sure that I'd agreed at all, more like I was informed of their decision.
"One last thing slave." He said. "I don't think you deserve to actually lick her skin. If Mistress agrees, I think it would be much better if she put on a full cut panty, you can kiss and lick her asshole through the material."
"Of course, I agree John." My wife said. "You know how the thought of him touching me erotically disgusts me, it will be good to have a nice barrier between us."
The agreement settled I watched as my wife put on an old panty and then crawled behind her, back downstairs, to my bedroom. Once inside, I got up on the bed, and lay upon my back offering my face as a seat for my beautiful wife.
My time under her ass was heavenly. It is, I must admit, my favorite place in the whole wide world. Her fingernails digging, pinching, and abusing my nipples were a special treat as well, I wanted to cum so badly, but I knew that a ruined orgasm wasn't in my future for about another six weeks, so I contented myself by loosing myself under her ass, intoxicated by her scent.
When she decided that I'd had enough she climbed off of me and sat by me on my bed.
"I'm very proud of you." She said. "You should be proud of yourself as well. You handled this huge change so easily. I want you to know that you'll always be my most special slave, and I'll always take care of you, even though John will probably be running your life day to day much more than I will from now on. Serve him well."
"I'll do my best." I replied.
"You know why he wants to start feminizing you don't you?" She asked.
"No Mistress." I answered.
"Well, you see, he is going to be on the same orgasm schedule as you. Like you he'll be allowed one orgasm every eight weeks, if his behavior is good. The difference is that while I give you a ruined orgasm, I've told John that he'll be having his orgasm while fucking you in the ass. Your to be his little cum dump!" She exclaimed with glee.
"Oh, Please No!" I said, shocked.
"Yes cucky. You're going to be his little fuck toy, once every couple of months. Better get used to it. Don't worry though, I'm sure that you'll make a very cute girl!" She said, laughing.
All I could do was moan.
"Now crawl back upstairs with me. I need to pull the plug out of John's ass before we go to sleep, and I think that you should wash it for him." She said as she walked from my bedroom.