My name is Jenny, and the adventure below describes one of the most difficult ten days of my marriage to Brad.

For the fourth of July this year, my husband insisted on visiting his family in Kentucky. This was usually a bit uncomfortable for me since the majority of his relatives were conservative Southern Baptists.  I really didn't want to go but, he usually calls the shots.

So off we went to the Appalachians in Kentucky.

The first two days were actually rather pleasant, and I began to relax thinking, this might be a pleasant visit after all.  That soon ended when my husband informed me that he had set me up with a date for the third night.

I still don't understand why Brad gets so excited by sharing me with other men, but I acquiesced.  It took a lot of effort on his part to get me to engage in this Hot Wife lifestyle, but after a challenging first time, I've come to really enjoy it.  All the new stiff joints I could handle with zero complications.  I was a very satisfied woman.

Now, don't get me wrong. Brad is not a cuckold; he is a very handsome, successful, strong Alpha male. I am, in most cases, very submissive to him. In any case, it works for us.

As with most dates, my husband had picked my attire.  That nasty man, my owner really, had purchased a new dress for me to wear.  It was a little black dress but to call it daring was, to say the least. It had a deep plunging neckline that would make keeping my rather large breasts constrained within the opaque material a bit of a challenge.

The length was relatively short, ending mid-thigh with a slit up the side that went clear to my hip. The back was open from the top of my ass to the little halter tie at the back of my neck. This was almost too much for me, almost. I'd just about be on naked display! And, of course, he prohibited me from wearing panties. This was as daring as I'd ever been in public.

Since the whole family was going out to dinner and then to a show that evening, I could feign being ill and escape without anyone seeing my attire. It took about twenty minutes for me to drive across Knoxville to arrive at Russell's house.

I scooted up to the front door, trying to keep myself contained in this dress, thinking, "I'm going to kill my husband for making me wear this damn thing."

My mood improved quite a bit when Russell answered the door, though.  He was a ruggedly handsome blond that looked like your stereotypic southern California surfer.  I could feel myself getting aroused. He let me in his house, and it was a very nicely appointed home. Brown leather furniture with some lovely oil paintings on the walls.  A massive stone fireplace with an expanse of glass overlooking a beautiful garden. Within the garden was a swimming pool with a waterfall and a small redwood hot tub. There was also a gas grill and a brick oven.

Since I had to be back at midnight, Russell explained that he thought we should stay in, grill some steaks, and watch a movie on his outdoor screen from the hot tub.  That sounded good to me. He also explained that he had invited a married couple over for dinner as well. He further explained they would most likely leave soon after dinner.

He explained that he thought it would help put me at ease. That brought a smile to my face. I walked over to him, draped my arms over his neck, and we shared a passionate kiss.  He was definitely a well-toned man with rock-hard arms and abs.  I could only hope that wasn't the only thing hard about him.

We had a drink, and he cranked up the grill while I prepared a green salad.  At about that time, the doorbell rang, and Russell ushered in his friend Austin.  Austin, a very sexy Jamaican man, explained that his wife, Elizabeth, was called into the ER with an emergency surgery to perform, and she would not be able to make it tonight.  He asked if he should leave us alone since this was the first time Russell and Jenny had met.

Russell said, "Oh no, stay for dinner at least. That may put Jenny a bit more at ease, and besides, you need to eat."  Austin was drop-dead gorgeous, so I certainly didn't care, and was delighted when he said that he would stay.

Dinner was excellent with perfectly grilled NY strip steaks and two bottles of a nice cabernet, along with asparagus.  Three of us felt like contented bears, and Austin didn't seem like he was in a rush to leave. After the guys had a cognac and I enjoyed a port, Russell went outside and cranked up the hot tub.

He came back in and said, "The tub is cranked up and ready to go."  Austin then said, 'Sounds like my queue to go."

I responded, "You don't need to leave on my account Austin." I thought that this just might turn into an exciting date. 

He looked over at Russell, who must have given him the OK nod, and said, "OK, if you're sure I won't be interrupting things."

I piped up, "Guys, I didn't bring a bikini."

Russell grinned and said, "Austin, Beth, and I never use a swimsuit in the tub."  So, I untied the halter and unzipped the 8-inch zipper, and I was in my birthday suit and ready for a good soak and poke.

Austin took off his shirt, and oh my, he was ripped! I felt myself getting wet in anticipation of what I would see when he dropped them drawers. I was wondering if everything I had heard about black guys was true. When he shed those shorts, I was disappointed.  He was rather small in the meat department, smaller than Russell, and certainly smaller than my Brad.  I knew where that was going to end up tonight.

But who was I to complain? I found myself in a hot tub with two guys who were both eager to enjoy my body, and enjoy me they did!

As two sets of hands roamed over my body, I allowed myself to lean back, close my eyes, and enjoy the sensations. But my eyes popped open when Austin started to pinch and twist my nipples.

"What's the matter then, girl? Don't ya like your nipples punished?" Austin said, his Jamaican accent exaggerated for effect. "I tink da girl needs to be filled up, don't ya, mon?"

Russell nodded. His dark eyes looked at me like he wanted to devour me in big, greedy bites. "It's a shame there are only two of us to fill her. But I have a nice dildo I keep handy for just such occasions," he said wickedly.

Austin grinned, "Well, then, mon, what are ya waiting for? Grab the rubber dick! We can fill her pussy with that while I take her ass, and you feed her your cock."

Russell looked so fucking sexy when he got out of the hot tub, all dripping wet with his cock standing at attention for me. He was back in a flash with the dildo and some lube. My pussy was plenty wet for the fake cock, so I assumed the lube was for my ass. I was correct.

Russell sat on the edge of the hot tub and pulled me over to him. He teased me at first, rubbing the tip of his dick, covered in precum, on my lips. "You want to suck my cock, don't you, baby?" he asked rhetorically. There was no question that I wanted him in my mouth. I loved sucking cock, and Russell's was a nice thick piece of meat to feast upon.

I felt Austin move behind me and use his fingers to spread the cool lube around and in my anus. I moaned, making Austin laugh.

"Dis girl moans for my fingers, but she's gonna scream when I push my shaft into her tight back door," he chuckled.

"Well, then I'd better fill her mouth, so no one hears her screaming," Russell grinned.

Soon, both men were thrusting their rods into me, spit roasting me like a dirty little slut. And every time Austin pushed into my ass, his balls pressed against the dildo and made it bang into my cervix.

My screams were, indeed, muffled by Russell's engorged prick now lodged in my throat. Admittedly, Austin's cock felt a lot bigger in my ass than it had appeared. Perhaps it was because my pussy was filled to the hilt with the silicone phallus. Or, maybe, he just had all the right moves, because I was getting close to cumming.

Sensing this somehow, Austin reached under me and found my clit, swollen and needy. He began to rub it in a figure-eight pattern that had me squirting in seconds. As my juices covered his hand, Austin's climax was closing in. He grabbed my hips and fucked my ass like a jackhammer until he grunted and howled, filling my ass with cum.

Seconds later, Russell's balls tightened, and then let go as he fed me his seed. "Swallow every drop, my sweet little slut!"

We should have stopped there, but they both wanted a turn eating my pussy, and who was I to argue? Licking and sucking my hot, wet pussy made both of them hard again. So, Austin laid by the side of the hot tub and pulled onto him, sliding his dick into my cunt. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks, pulled them apart, and said, "Russell, the girl needs a cock in her ass."

Russell took his time entering my ass. He knew that he needed to go slowly due to his size. But soon enough, they were both fucking me like I was a sex doll, and we all came again before collapsing and then rolling back into the hot tub.

 I realized that the time was growing late, and I really needed to get going! Feeling thoroughly used, and having pleased their cocks not once, but twice. I knew I needed to throw on my clothes and hit the road.

Russell dropped me off at my in-law's house, and I was very nervous.  I was almost three hours late! I opened the door as quietly as I could, took off my heels, and started to walk towards the stairs to get to our room.

Then a voice in the darkness of the living room said, "Where the hell have you been, and what have you been up to?"

I turned around just as Sheri turned on the light. I heard a gasp, and then she said, "Dang, Jenny, ya'll look like a common street whore! What the hell have you been up to? What the hell do you think my brother is going to think? I do intend to tell him what you looked like when you dragged your slutty ass in here at 3 AM."

I shuttered and then said, "Brad knows exactly where I've been, and we have total trust in one another."

I woke Brad early the next morning, and he could see right away that I was beside myself.  He asked, "What's wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost."

I described the brief clash I had with his sister at 3 AM, and he said, "I'll talk to her. She's always poking her nose in other's business."

When I finally showered and went downstairs for a late breakfast, I saw Brad and Sheri in an animated conversation in the den.  I made some coffee and toast and took it back upstairs to our room.

About twenty minutes later, Brad came back upstairs, and I asked him, "Well, how did it go?"

He responded, "A little heated at first, but I think I've got her calmed down.  I told her you were visiting an old friend from Florida State and that I was fully aware of that.  I think she'll be OK.  I also told her that you would be seeing her tonight as well. It might be best for you to be a bit scarce tonight.  Why don't you give Russell a call?"

I could see the evil glint in his eyes, and I laughed out loud. He can be quite the nasty man when he wants to be.

I called Russell and asked if he had plans for tonight.  He said, "No, I don't, and I'd love to see you again.  I had fun last night."

I giggled, "You and me both stud muffin."  

He knew of a supper club with good French cuisine with an attached jazz club with a small dance floor. So, I arranged to meet him there.

We enjoyed an exquisite meal, had another cocktail and then moved to the club. Russell took me in his arms, and I draped mine behind his neck and moved in real close. He rubbed himself against me, and I felt how excited he was. I could feel myself dripping down my thighs (sans panties) as we kissed and held our bodies against each other.

After a couple of slow grinding dances, we took a small table and ordered some more cocktails. Then, surprisingly, my phone rang. Seeing it was Sheri, I let it go to voicemail.

"So, did your rather conservative sister-in-law, Sheri, see you in that racy dress on the way back in last night?" Russell asked. "Was she full of questions?"

"She was, and I feel like if I lie, I'll trip myself up having to keep lying. What's worse, more lying or her finding out?" I asked.

He shrugged, "How do you think your other family members react?" 

I sighed, "They will be appalled. Somehow, I need to get Sheri to agree not to tattle." 

Russell said, "Hmmm, that sounds complicated. Do you intend to explain the lifestyle?" 

"I think I have to, or she will just think I am a lying, cheating slut," I replied.

"Oh, that's not good," he agreed. Then he tilted his head and said, "You know, I've seen her having lunch almost every day, with a beautiful 22-year cheerleader type?"

"Is that so?" I asked. "Well, maybe she has secrets of her own.  Should I get a PI involved?"

Russell smiled, "Well, that is what Austin does for a living. If you're serious, I can ask him for you."

"So, if I find out what she's doing, I can use it as leverage for her to keep my secrets?" I asked, feeling hopeful.

"The question is the timing. Can you placate her for a few days before having that conversation?" Russell asked.

 "I can try," I replied.

"OK, then. Should I arrange the PI for you? Pics and audio?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yes, please, and thank you! You're a good friend."

A few days later, I received the first report from Austin, which did indeed have quite a surprise.

The video started with Sheri visiting her local deacon.

"Young lady, are you a sinner?"

"Yes, Sir," Sheri answers, bowing her head.

"You are truly a lost soul in need of more of my guidance. Do you agree?"

"Yes, Sir."

The deacon picked up his Bible and walked around his desk to where Sheri was seated. She sucks in her lower lip, flirting her eyes between the Bible in his hands and the rising tent in his pants.

"You know what you need to do," he states.

Sheri stood, then her trembling fingers slowly raised her skirt, bunching it around her waist. Next, she leaned forward on his desk, and she presented her ass to her deacon. Although she attempted to show shame, the excitement in her eyes gave her true desires away.

"Young lady, you need to lay your transgressions at the Lord's feet, hiding nothing from Him. Remove your panties, please," the deacon said forcefully.

Her eyes widened as she reached behind her to slip her panties down over her rounded bottom. Her hands returned to the hard desk and gripped the opposite edge.

The deacon moved behind her with his eyes raking over every inch of her. Then, he grasped his hard-copy Bible in one hand, swung back, and Smack! She lurched forward after the good book spanked her ass.

"It is my duty to administer the gospel to you," he said. Then he did it again and again.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

She cried out with each spank, redness spreading across her cheeks.

He put down the Bible and removed his belt. She glanced over her shoulder with her face flushed, shivered at the sight of him folding the belt over.

He kicked her legs apart with his feet and sank his fingers into her crotch. After pulling them out, he frowns at her wetness, then licks his fingers.

"You sit in church, spreading your legs like a whore, knowing I can see your wet pussy from the pulpit. Teasing is a sin. Trying to entice a man of God, a leader of the church of God, is a sin," he scolded.

“Yes, Sir."

He placed the belt on the desk beside her face, then removed his cock from his trousers. He stroked it with one hand while he finger-fucked her with the other. She gasped and moaned from his touch. He remained silent, jacking himself in time with his finger thrusts. Then, one grunt, and he withdrew his fingers and painted her ass white with his cum, sputtering, "I cleanse you of your sin!"

She lay there panting, eyes never leaving his belt. With his cock shriveling, he picked up the belt and lashed her ass with it. After five thrashes, she cried out as her orgasm exploded.

Well, I just smiled brightly about this little gemstone and decided that the tables have turned. I was going to have some fun with sweet little Sheri.

As usual, our religious little zealot went to church on Wednesday evening and stayed late to help the Deacon clean up. Of course, I knew what was really going on now and was waiting for her when she came home with a devilish grin on my face.

As soon as she came in the door, I said, "Hey Sheri, I have a great family movie for you to preview. I'm thinking of showing it after the big family dinner tomorrow night. Let me know what you think." 

She responded, "Well, this is certainly more appropriate behavior than I saw the other night, Jenny, thank you."

At that point, I started the cd Austin provided and said, "I hope this meets with your approval since I really want to show it to the whole family.  I think the nephews will really enjoy it." It only took about thirty seconds for her to realize what she was viewing, and I heard her let a loud gasp.

"Oh my GOD, shut it off, please.  Oh, please, Jenny, stop it, please!"

I said, "But Sheri, didn't you just tell me that this was appropriate behavior?"

She responded tearfully, "Please, Jenny, I'll do anything.  Just turn it off and promise me you won't show this to anyone else. Please, I beg of you."

Now I had that little bitch just where I wanted her. I smiled and said, "Anything? You'll do anything? Well, let me tell you what's going on with your brother and me. You see, my sweet little sis, I'm what's called a Hot-Wife. Not only do I dress like a slut, I am one.  This is at the downright insistence of Brad. In fact, he worked on me for almost a year before I finally let him talk me into it. Now I fuck men other than my husband all the time. He sets me up with dates and even drops me off half the time. In fact, the other night when you caught me coming in at 3 AM the other night, I was returning from a date with a very well-hung man by the name of Russell that Brad had arranged. Not only that, but he also had a hot Jamaican friend, and they both fucked me. Russell was in my pussy at the same time that nice black cock was in my ass. After they fucked my brains out and made me cum more times than I could even count, they laid me across the arm of the sofa and really whipped my ass. Something we both seem to enjoy. I even turned around and begged Russell to tan my butt with his belt. I fucking loved it, and so will you next Wednesday."

Her eyes were as big as saucers, and she could not believe what she just heard. She then said, "What do you mean by next Wednesday? You know I go to church every Wednesday."

I just laughed out loud and said, "Not this Wednesday, you aren't."

After I finally stopped laughing, I said, "Oh honey, you're not going to church next Wednesday; I'm taking you to see Russell.  And, yes, I'm going to let him fuck you!  Oh, and by the way, your ass is going to be whipped as it has never been before, and I'll be doing the whipping. You're my bitch now unless you prefer to have the family view your little movie.  Got that, bitch?"

She just looked at the floor with a total submissive posture and said, "Yes."

I asked, “Yes, what?"

She looked at me like a deer in headlights and said, "Yes, Mistress."

Ah, I owned the bitch now!

I just couldn’t wait until next Wednesday; I was so damn horny that I was wet all the time. To make matters worse once Brad found out what I had in mind, he prohibited me from having any orgasms. I was constantly on fire.  Brad at least allowed me to suck his dick. His cock is a work of art, with huge veins, and was always rock hard.  I sucked his dick at least twice a day, sometimes three.

Although I really loved sucking his cock, I so needed to cum! I was in heat the whole week. I pity poor Russell when we see him tomorrow night.  I asked Brad to call him and made sure Sheri was in the room when he did.

Sheri walked demurely into our bedroom with her head bowed and looked like was on the verge of tears. Brad called and said, “Hey Russell it’s Brad.”

Russell must have asked how we were doing, as Brad replied, “I’m really good! Jenny just about sucked my dick off this week. I’ve not allowed her to have orgasm all week and she’s about to explode. Oh, Jenny has somewhat of a switch personality and has made my sister her sub.  She’ll be coming tomorrow as well. Can you get your hands on some Viagra? You’re going to need it with these two. Did you buy that St. Andrews cross I told ya about?  Oh, and you got the rotation feature, great. I expect to see some beet red butts when you send these girls home, and make sure you send them both home full!”

At this Sheri’s eyes were huge and she had that deer in the headlights look again, and I laughed my ass off, as did Brad. I told her “Bend over slut and spread your legs, nice and wide.” She replied with “No oh please no. Not in front of my brother, I just can’t Jenny.”

I immediately snapped back, “What did you call me slut? Bend over right now and spread those sexy legs of yours, NOW!”

She sunk her head and said, “Yes, Mistress.” She then bent over the bed and stuck her ass up in the air. I reached between and her legs and felt her panties and was quite surprised.

I turned to Brad with a huge smile on my face and said, ”She’s soaking wet. Your cute little religious baby sister is thinking about being tied up, having her ass spanked until it’s fire engine red, and getting her brains fucked out, and she’s drenched.”

I turned back to Sheri and said, “New rule for the remainder of our visit, slut. You will wear only skirts or dresses without any panties. You will only wear panties that I provide, and only with my permission. Now, take them damn granny panties off immediately.”

Sheri said, “But my brother will see my pussy. Please Mistress, please.”

I turned to Brad and asked, “You mind seeing your sister’s pussy, Brad?”

He grinned, “No, I’ll see it anyway when I perform ass inspection when you two get back here tomorrow night.” So off came the granny panties.

Brad looked and said, “Oh my, that’s one hairy bush.  Something needs to be done about that. You’re getting a bit of a stubble yourself, Jenny. Why don’t you girls visit the spa and get a full wax? In fact, as long as you ya’ll are there, go ahead and get the full treatment, your nail, a pedicure, and a nice massage by a couple of hunks?”

Someday I gong to kill that man. He does know horny I am and a massage by some beefcake will drive me insane!

Sleep finally came that night, after swallowing two loads from my husband. Finally, morning arrived, and I was up and at the laptop. I ordered some real hot lingerie for Sheri along with some high heels.  Then I set us up for the spa in an hour.

Brad had awakened and asked what was doing.  I told him about ordering some slutware for Sheri and that I had set us up for the spa.  The lingerie I ordered would come via FedEx later that afternoon. I then bent over and gave my husband a deeply passionate kiss and said, “Do I really need to get a massage, baby? Please, I’m so worked up I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself. I swear if he massages me, I’ll just explode.”

He laughed, gave me another lovely kiss, caressed my ass, looked me dead in the eye, and said, “You will get a full-body sensuous massage and you will not come. If you do, there will be a hell of a price to pay.”

I shuddered at that remembering the last time he punished me. For an entire week, he would tie me up in our dungeon with a web-controlled dildo up my ass. He would come home after work and just whip my ass with this large paddle that really stung my poor ass. It was NOT fun, that was punishment. For the next week, I had to sit on an air cushion, my ass hurt so bad.

I had no idea how I was going to get through a full body massage by some sexy guy and avoid an orgasm. I was desperate, but there was no way I wanted to get punished again!

So, I grabbed Sheri and told her, “Come on slut, we’re off to the spa to get ready for tonight.”

When we got to the spa everything was all set.  A full wax for Sheri, pussy, her ass, armpits, the works! I got the same but left my little landing strip. Then it was time for a manicure, then a pedicure, haircuts, and then a nice hot bath. I was feeling good! So far, women had performed all my treatments. Since I’m bisexual, that usually would have excited me, but pussy was not what I needed right now. I needed a nice hard cock, badly. 

Finally, the dreaded moment arrived, the full body massage. Sheri and I stripped butt naked. I looked at Sheri and she looked good. Hairless from the neck down, and her pussy looked great. She said, “Are we going to be completely naked for this Mistress? Really?”

I chuckled and said, “Oh yeah, and it’s going to be a very sensuous massage delivered by some real Beefcake.”

And, Beefcake it was! My guy was a blond Adonis, rippled with muscle and he had a fucking six-pack. OMG, he was in a pair of speedos and was sporting a rather nice package. I was licking my lips, salivating, and my pussy juices were just running down my thighs.

Sheri’s guy was every bit as hot but had long red hair in a ponytail. His package looked even more impressive if that was possible. Perhaps it was because I had been denied for the whole fucking week while giving blowjobs to my husband two to three times a day. For a moment I thought that punishment might just be worth it, just to get some release! Then I remembered having to sit on an air cushion for a whole week and my lust dissipated a bit.

Then I was up on the table and the dreaded massage began.

“My name is Steve-O,” he said in an Australian accent that nearly made my nipples hard. “I’m going to give you the works today, love.”

I merely nodded. Within minutes, I was moaning as I enjoyed the feeling of his hands as they worked their way down my body. He released tension and found knots I didn’t even know I had. Things were pretty innocuous until it was time for me to turn over.

As his talented fingers moved up my left leg, the back of his hand brushed against my newly shaven mound.  I felt my pulse quicken as he lingered there, knowing it would be much more difficult to remain unaffected by his touch at this point. Things might have been okay, but an involuntary moan escaped my lips. Steve-O took this as his cue to continue a more intimate massage. His fingers now worked on my mound as I felt my juices start to flow. Seeing the sweet nectar glistening on my labia, he took it upon himself to slide a finger inside me. My pink folds parted for him without any resistance and I moaned again. Encouraged by the sound of my enjoyment, he slid a second finger in and started massaging my g-spot. My hips rocked rhythmically, and I realized that I was on the brink of orgasm. I put my hand on his arm to stop him and squeezed my legs together. I lay there trembling for ten minutes, near tears, as I willed my body to hold off.

After I finally got myself under control, I apologized to Steve-O profusely. I told him in no uncertain terms that on any other day I’d fuck his brains out, but that I promised my husband I would not cum until I got fucked by my date tonight.

He had a very strange look on his face and said, “Your date? Someone other than your husband?”

I smiled and said, “Yeah, my husband likes me to fuck other men. In fact, he arranged for me to meet this guy, twice now. I’m going to drive Sheri's car over to his house, and we are both going have our asses whipped red as a beet, and then get the living shit fucked out of us.”

He just stood there with mouth wide open sporting a really nice stiffy and I just licked my lips, with my pussy leaking like a faucet. I once again told him how beautiful he was and asked him if he had a business card. He went over to his locker and got one, Lickity-Split.

I asked him if he ever got to Florida at all and he said, “My brother has a small cottage in Marathon Key, and I get down there a few times during to winter to relax and unwind.”

I smiled, “I’ll send you an email with my contact info, and when you’re in the Keys, I’ll come to visit and you can relax and unwind in every part of my body. I’d really love to have you take advantage of me.”

He smiled and said, “Looks like you have another date!”

“Look Steve-O, I’m really sorry to leave you hanging but I have an idea. My sister-in-law is next door and she definitely needs to get fucked, good and hard. Can I just kiss your beautiful mouth and then you can go next door and help your buddy? I’m thinking spit-roast here.”

I smiled, then gave him a kiss with every bit of passion I felt running through me.

We both went next door and observed sweet little Sheri getting her ass massaged and moaning how good it felt. Red took four of his fingers and slowly wiped them up through her slit, stopped at her clit, and gave it a gentle squeeze and Sheri let out an animal sounding grown. He then swiped right up the crack of her ass. He started to play with her anus and Sheri snapped, “What are you doing? Is this even part of the massage or what?”

Red, her massage therapist, replied, “Oh yes Ma’am, your sister-in-law purchased the deluxe package. My job is to ensure you are relaxed in every way, including all muscles and nervous centers.”

“Well, if this is normal, I guess we can continue. It just feels a little nasty. Lovely, but nasty. Does that make sense?”

Red grinned, “Of course it does, Miss Sheri. I hear that with most women when they get their first deluxe massage. Let me suggest something, Miss Sheri. Some of my next steps in the deluxe massage may initially feel a little nasty, but I assure you that if you just go with the flow, you will leave here relaxed, satisfied, and have a smile coming straight from your heart.”

At that point, I ran out to my locker, stark naked, and grabbed my Android. I had to record this! More leverage for her slut training. She had no idea of the level of depravity I was taking her. She seemed to be coming along though.

Red had a hot plate where he kept a bowl of Astroglide (nice touch, I’ll have to get one for Brad) and kept it nice and warm. He massaged her ass cheeks then, surprise, surprise, he licked right up her vagina, twirled his tongue around her clit. Sheri moaned and stuck her ass a little higher in the air. Then he licked right up the crack of her ass and started rimming her sweet little rosebud.

Sheri just got up on her elbows, stuck her ass high in the air, and said, “Oh my Red, that feels so good. Talk about stress relief. You’re very good at your job, Sir.”

He replied, “Oh, Mon Cheri, that’s just a warm-up. Here comes the final part of your deluxe massage.” Then he dropped them drawers and my mouth opened. I really wanted to shove Sheri out of the way and just swallow that beautiful penis and taste his cum. I really am a cum slut!

They were really going at it; Sheri was getting fucked, no gentle lovemaking here. All we could hear from Sheri was, “Oh God, Red, this feels so good. Please don’t stop.”  She was wiggling her ass around and pushing back against that nice hard cock.

That’s when I nodded at Steve-O, and he dropped his speedo. I gave that lovely gift a nice long lick and told him, “Go feed my sister-in-law.”

He walked over to her and her eyes were shut tight.  She was getting fucked good and hard for the first time in her life. He just brushed his cock across her lips and her eyes shot wide open but so did her mouth. She licked the precum from his dick and asked, “Is this part of the standard deluxe massage?”

I laughed, “Oh no sweetie, it’s a special I arranged just for you.” 

She looked surprised that I was in the room as she turned her towards me and said, “Thank you, Mistress.” She then proceeded to suck her first cock with wild abandon.

I chuckled. I had her now, as she was getting spit-roasted and loving every minute of it! The guys were giving to her good, and she was clearly having one orgasm after another, or perhaps one continuous piece of delight. I was so jealous, I needed to get laid so damn bad. I’m going to get back at Brad for putting me through this.

Finally, I saw that both guys were about ready to cum, so I whispered in her ear, “Steve-O is about ready to cum. You better swallow every last drop and then use your tongue to clean up his cock, nice and clean. And I hope you’re on some form of birth control because Red is taking you bareback, and he’s going to fill you up.

That’s exactly what happened, she swallowed every drop from Steve-O and just screamed as Red filled her pussy up. He came a lot, and it was leaking out of newly fucked pussy.  This was some incredible footage.

After the guys were done, they left rather quickly; more clients I suppose. Sheri looked at me sheepishly and said, “I can’t believe I allowed that to happen, I’m so ashamed.”

I smiled and said, “Come over here my little slut.”

She replied, “Yes, Mistress.”

I was delighted. She came into my arms and I gave her a kiss and she responded. I could taste the sweet cum from Steve-O and loved every second of our first beautiful kiss.

I stroked her hair and said, “Oh, Honey, you have nothing to be ashamed of, nothing at all.  You’ve been wound up tight as a drum most of your life. It’s time you get to know your inner slut. We all have it, every damn one of us. It’s just that it scares us, and the social stigma keeps most women in denial. I’m going to help you on this journey.  Now, let’s go get a nice hot shower and get you cleaned up.  Did you like the taste of Steve-O’s cum? He drinks a lot of fruit juice and is a vegan, so I suppose it’s nice and sweet.”

We went off to the showers and I soaped her up really good, caressing her lovely, wide ass. (I really love that type of ass). I took her in my arms, and we shared a very passionate kiss. Then I went down on her and gave her the final orgasm of our spa day. I locked eyes with her and said, “Later tonight, you are going to return that favor.”

She looked me in the eye and said, “Oh, Mistress, what do you mean?”

I laughed and said, “What you got during your massage was just a warmup. You are going to get fucked so hard tonight at Russell’s, you will find it difficult to walk. And you will be getting your ass beat so red ya’ll need this air cushion to sit on. Your brother will just love ass inspection, and I have a special surprise for you as well.”

My pussy was just soaked as I said this, knowing that for the first time this judgmental bitch would be licking her first pussy later tonight.

I inserted an app-controlled vibrating butt plus in her ass, gave her a few good smacks on the ass, and we were off for a light lunch. Several times during our salads, I cranked up her plug and she just groaned. Finally, she said, “Oh, Mistress, I never knew how sensitive my ass was. If you keep this up, I’m going to cum, right here in this bistro. At this point I no longer care; I just need to cum so badly. Please may I cum?”

I reached under the tablecloth, slid two fingers in her drenched little twat, and said, “NO!”  Then I turned off the vibration. She looked like she was going to cry.

We finished our lunch and got in the car and headed for Russell’s.  I turned on the vibration a few times on the way, keeping her on edge. When we got to his house, I stopped in the circular driveway and told Sheri to strip naked right in the drive. She looked horrified but did as I commanded.

I told her, “The second we get in the house, drop on your hands and knees and crawl, yes crawl, over to him. Turn around, put your head on the floor, and stick your ass up in the air. Then, beg him to fuck you!”

She turned scarlet, but simply asked, “Must I, Mistress? It would be so humiliating to have to beg a man to fuck me.”

To which I replied, “Yes my slut, you will do as you’re told.”

I rang the doorbell and Russell let us in and walked back into the living room. Then Sheri dropped to her hands and knees and crawled over to him. When she stuck her ass up in the air and begged him to fuck her, Russell just smiled and said, “It looks like tonight is going to be fun.”

Her pussy was soaking wet, so he just shoved his nice big cock straight in. Sheri just screamed and, after a few good hard thrusts, she came like a rocket. I turned up the vibration in her butt plug all the way and Russell just fucked her brains out. I don’t know if she had a few huge orgasms or just one continuous one, but she was off in Sheri land with her mouth opened wide with no further sound.

I dropped down in front of her, spread my legs, grabbed the back of her head, and shoved her mouth onto my dripping cunt. My damn husband hadn’t allowed me to cum in so long, I exploded the second her tongue touched my clit. I just flooded her mouth with my juices. Then I told Russell to beat her ass until it was red as a beet.

After about forty minutes of getting fucked good and hard, she just collapsed.  Russell laughed and turned her over. He stood above her and stroked his cock, until he came all over her face. I reached down when he was finished and licked up as much of his cum as possible keeping it in my mouth and then had a wonderful kiss with her trading Russell’s cream back and forth.

He took pity on Sheri and led the two us over to his outside shower. We soaped up and cleaned up Sheri for the second time today, and she got a second wind.

We dried off and laid down on a couple of Hobson loungers and enjoyed a margarita. Russell brought out some hummus and pita bread, and we just laid out naked and enjoyed the sun.

After about thirty minutes I looked her in the eye and explained that today was her final exam to qualify as my owned slut. I smiled and asked, “Are you ready, my darling?”

She just looked down at the ground and said, “Yes, Mistress!”

Russell smiled and said, “Oh, I see the tables have turned.”

I replied, “Oh yes, tonight I’d like to strap her to the St. Andrews cross and give her a good workout. Can we do that Sir?”

He said, “Fuck yeah, we can, and I have a nice surprise for you later.”

I told Sheri to stand up and took her by the hand leading her to that beautiful large X in his playroom. Her eyes got big as we secured her to the cross, but I just smiled. She was going to get the full treatment tonight.

I grabbed his ping pong paddle with the holes drilled through it and proceeded to beat her ass. I was never mean before, but the threats of this pious bitch from a few days ago started to piss me off. So, her ass got red hot, and I only stopped when I saw she was about to blister.

She was bawling her eyes out and said, “Oh Mistress, you really hurt me.”

 I felt bad at that point and asked Russell for some salve. I slowly massaged the soothing lotion over her ass, and she said, “Thank you, Mistress.”

At that moment I saw Russell’s surprise as a naked Austin walked into the room. I just wiggled my ass and said, “You know where that sweet cock of yours will end up don’t you?”

He responded, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of your sweet ass in a bit, but it looks like we have a newbie to break in first.”

He then spun the St. Andrews cross around and had Sheri’s face right in front of his cock. I couldn’t believe my eyes as my redneck sister-in-law started sucking that black dick. I continued to massage her sweet ass and heard her start to moan.

While I was doing that, Russell came up behind me and slipped his nice hard cock into my needy pussy. Oh, it felt so good! He fucked me good and hard, and I just kept cumming and cumming.

I’m not sure what motivated me but since I had removed her butt plug her ass looked so inviting. So, I took my tongue and licked right up the crack of her ass. I found that nice little rosebud, and I slipped my tongue into her asshole and sucked on it with all I had, while still caressing her checks. Oh, it was so damn erotic playing with her ass while getting reamed by Russell.

I felt her shudder to yet another orgasm, and this one was a screamer. I slipped my thumb into her pussy and rubbed her protruding clit with my middle finger. After a few minutes and one long incredible orgasm she whimpered, “Please Mistress, I need a break, please.”

Austin untied her from the cross and laid her down on some pillows, then brought her a bottle of water. She obviously needed a break and fell asleep.

I dropped down to my hands and knees and Russell kept his lovely cock in me while I moved. I then asked Austin, “Come over here and kiss with that sweet tongue of yours?”

He responded, “Are you fucking kidding me? I saw where that tongue of yours was and you want me to kiss you?”

I explained that we just got out of the shower and that I had cleaned her very well. “That ass was as clean as whistle and besides, if you want that skinny black cock up my ass later, you better.” I saw the wheels spinning in his head, then he walked over and started to kiss me, passionately!

This was wonderful. I was getting fucked really good from Russell while loving that fat tongue in my mouth. One white, one black, it doesn’t get much better. Finally, I had enough, and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I begged Russell to cum and fill me up. He did after a few minutes, and I was a happy woman.

I crawled over where Sheri was and laid down on those large pillows, and I asked the guys if I could have a water. Austin brought me a bottle and, after downing it, I fell asleep.

I awoke after a while and saw Sheri staring at me like a side of beef. I smiled and she laid her head down on my shoulder. She kissed my neck and said, “Oh Mistress I had no idea sex could be so good, thank you so much.” 

I smiled, “I’m pleased you are enjoying your final exam. We just took a break, but there is more fun to come.”

I looked over at the guys and they were both hard again. I couldn’t believe it; these guys were like fucking machines and I loved it.

The remainder of the night is a bit of a blur. I know I had Austin in my ass while Russell filled my pussy again. While that was going on, I saw Sheri had her butt plug back in and was using a magic wand on her sweet little pussy.

After the guys fucked my brains out, we all took a break and had another margarita. I made Sheri keep her plug in though. After about twenty minutes, the guys were hard again. They must have taken a Viagra!

I looked over at Sheri and asked, “You ready to get double teamed by the guys?”

She smiled and said, “If it’s OK with you Mistress, I really would like to try Austin up my virgin ass while sucking that massive cock of Russell’s. I really enjoyed my spit roast at the spa. Please can I have that, my owner?”

I smiled and said, “Beg the guys and, if it’s OK with them, you may, my slut.” She pleaded and begged, and they gave it to her good.

After that, we were both used up. I placed some nipple clamps on Sheri, and as her graduation gift, I placed a collar on her and slipped on a leash. I then informed her that she would be walked out to the car nude and would ride the trip home that way. I thought with the late hour everyone would be asleep at the house, so the idea of walking her nude, collared, and on a leash into the house sounded like great fun.

I got her in the house and was walking up the stairs when her Mom walked out of the bathroom. I think I managed to scoot her around the corner of the stairs before she could fully comprehend what she saw. She just smiled said good night and shook her head. We then proceeded upstairs for ass inspection.

Brad was awake, awaiting us with a wicked smile on his face. He asked, “Well my sluts, are we good and satisfied? How did our new slut work out, Jenny?”

I grinned, “Oh, she’s been spit-roasted, fucked in the ass, she sucked a black cock, and I beat her ass until right before it blistered. She will be sitting on an air pillow for the next week.”

“What about you Jenny?”

I replied, “Oh, damn Brad, that week you put me through with keeping me aroused but not allowing me to cum, was hell. That massage you ordered was the worst, he had his thumb up my ass and three fingers in my pussy at the end. I was so close to an orgasm I was crying. I had to pull away and even then, it took me ten minutes of a constant battle not to cum.” 

He then asked if my ass was nice and red, to which I said, “No honey, I saved that for you. Russell did fuck my brains out though. My week-long drought was actually broken by Sheri’s tongue on my pussy while Russell was fucking her. She learned how to eat a pussy really quickly.”

I then produced the ping pong paddle with the holes drilled through it, which Russell had given me as a souvenir. “I thought you would enjoy paddling my ass with our new toy.”

I turned Sheri around and told her to bend over for ass inspection. Brad seemed to like what he saw, and I told him, “I want you to make my ass look just like that honey.” 

After he inspected Sheri’s ass for a bit, he allowed her to sit down on her air cushion and ordered me to bend over the couch. He then proceeded to really tan my butt. At the end, I was crying profusely, but also dripping wet. So right in front of his sister, he reclaimed me and made sweet passionate love to me.

I’ve never felt so fulfilled and told him so.

Brad then asked about my plans for my new slut. I turned to Sheri and commanded the following:

“First my slut, you will find a place of your own immediately. As soon as you move in you will place my ownership collar back on and remove it only to shower. Russell and some of his friends will continue your training. NEVER forget, however, that I own you!

You will show up at our house in Florida quarterly. Before ringing the bell, you will strip bare ass naked, look down at the ground, ring the bell, and then place your hands on your knees.  And yes, you will be exposed, right in front of my neighbors.”

Oh, this is the start of a beautiful relationship!