Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband!

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE.

Susan got the video camera going again, and Mistress went over to talk to the two guys who had just fucked me… and who were about to leave.

“Will you both come back to my home tonight? Our group consists of my three lady friends…” Helen said, indicating the other three women, “Me… and my subservient TV husband. He’s agreed to be our sex-slave all this week, and I intend to use the time to cuckold him… with as many men as possible!”

“Sure ‘Lady,’ I’m sure that Mike and I would love to… as long as we can use your submissive hubby too!” One of the guys replied.

“Yeah, we’d like that…” Mike added, “I’m Mike, and this is Dave. Would you like us to invite a few more guys? I’m sure that some of our mates would be interested!”

“Yes, we’d like that.” Susan replied at once. “How many more could you bring over?”

“Including us, there’d probably be about eight of us guys.” Dave replied. “Both our girlfriends would probably like to join in too, if more women are ok with you…”

“Sure,” Helen replied, “the more the merrier!”

“Great, we’ll make a few calls… where do we meet you?” Helen gave the guys our home address… and the party… make that the orgy… was scheduled to start again for those of us who had gone out, in two hours!

As soon as we got home, I was instructed to strip and to bathe. Once my bath was finished, and I had dried off, the women covered me in scented lotion, leaving my skin soft and sensuous, and my body femininely perfumed. They changed my look, gluing a short blonde wig to my head, instead of the long black one that I’d worn previously. It was styled in the ‘Purdy’ bob, and looked very sexy. My silicon breasts were once again stuck to my hairless chest, using the adhesive bond.

I began by putting on my fishnet, hold-up stockings. I followed this with a bra, which held my silicon ‘falsies’ in place. Once again, I pulled on a pair of ‘Sex-Cache’ knickers, especially made to hold my cock between my legs, thus hiding my manhood, so that there would be no bulge through my clothing. I decided to wear my waist-clincher again… the corset that I’d bought, which reduced my waist to a very feminine twenty-four inches!

Helen decided that this time, I should wear the ‘sexy’ schoolgirl uniform that she’d purchased at an Anne Summers party… only recently!

It was made up of a micro-mini blue skirt, a see-through white blouse, white ankle socks, and a straw boater! I was told to wear my four inch heels, as they were white, and they were styled as strappy sandals.

The sides of my wig were tied into pig-tails, and I was made to sit at my wife’s make up table… for the finishing touches.

The foundation went on quite thickly over my face and my neck. I used super-lengthening mascara on my already very long ‘fake’ lashes. I delicately applied three shades of pink colour to my lids, dark on the outsides, blending to a very pale pink over my eyes by my nose. I added some pale pink blusher to my cheeks, and then went to work on my lips. I covered the already tattooed colouring with an ‘extreme-shine’ lip-gloss, highlighting the lusciousness of my very luscious mouth.

The final effect made me look like a ‘fantasy schoolgirl’ hooker! Alice placed my collar and leash around my neck… and I was ready to go!

Helen and Susan handed me a card, and said:

“You are to open the door for our guest, and you will greet them by saying what is on this card. Is that understood?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, you will obey any instruction that you are given tonight, no matter what it is… or by whom it is given. Failure to comply will mean a public thrashing. Do you agree to these terms?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good girl, Pippa.”

I read the card that I had been given, it read:

‘Welcome… My name is Pippa, and I am the Party Slut tonight. I am here to serve, and will do ANYTHING that I am told! Please feel free to use or abuse me.’

Now, I knew that I was in for a very busy evening, and that I was sure to be worn out by the end of it!

Moments later, Dave, Mike, and their two girlfriends arrived…

“Welcome… My name is Pippa, and I am the Party Slut tonight. I am here to serve, and will do ANYTHING that I am told! Please feel free to use or abuse me.”

Janet and Trisha, (the two girlfriends,) grinned lasciviously, and replied:

“You were right lads, tonight is going to be a riot!”

“Yeah,” Trisha turned to me, “Bend over and touch your toes, you slag!” I complied immediately. “Go on Janet… give her a dozen hard slaps!”

“Why not?” Janet giggled.

She spanked me quickly, and ferociously, tanning my hide until it was pink and burning!

As I straightened up, I noticed that Mike had stripped off his trousers, and that his cock was poking through his boxer shorts, already semi erect.

“Get it hard for me, you slapper,” Trisha ordered, “Suck my man’s dick until he’s ready for me!” As I began to do so, I saw Dave removing his trousers too, waiting for his turn to come next! “Don’t make him cum… or you’ll regret it!”

Just then, the doorbell rang, and Janet opened it widely, allowing the next guests to see me ‘at work’ on Mike’s cock! I looked up, took the cock from my mouth, and still bent over, I said:

“Welcome… My name is Pippa, and I am the Party Slut tonight. I am here to serve, and will do ANYTHING that I am told! Please feel free to use or abuse me.”

Six men and four women entered the house.

“Looks like my kind of party,” one of the guys commented. “Everybody get their kit off! This slut looks ready for action!” One of the women said to me:

“Fold all of our clothes and store them in a bedroom… then come back to serve us!” At once, I began picking up fourteen peoples clothes, and neatly stored them away!

I returned downstairs, just as the doorbell rang once again. I opened it to see a group of people in their late teens and early twenties. I wondered if they were gatecrashers, but without an invitation list, I could not refuse them entry, so I greeted them, saying:

“Welcome… My name is Pippa, and I am the Party Slut tonight. I am here to serve, and will do ANYTHING that I am told! Please feel free to use or abuse me.”

There were three guys, and nine girls… all wearing ‘clubbing’ gear, and all of whom looked as if they had probably dropped a few tabs! The eldest girl seemed to be in charge, and she addressed her mates, loudly commenting:

“We’ve hit the jackpot everyone! This is gonna be a MENTAL party!”

“Yeah,” shouted another, “check out the other room! Everyone’s starkers!”

All twelve of them steamed into the house, joining the party. There were now four ‘hostesses’ and twenty six guests at the party, with only one sex-slave to serve them all… me!

“Are you really the Party Slut?” one of the girls asked me. She looked about nineteen or twenty, and had an evil glint in her eye.

“Yes miss. I am here to please any of the guests. In whatever way they wish. Nothing that I am requested to do will be refused. May I serve you in some way, Mistress?”

“Wait a minute… you’re not really a girl, are you? You’re a bloke in drag! I’ve only just realized!”

“Yes miss. My wife… your hostess this evening… has force-feminized me. She is the one who has ordered me to obey any of the guests here tonight.”

“Wicked! Just wait until I tell the others!”

I felt a chill run up my spine as she said this… My situation had just gone from bad to worse!

My Mistresses called me into the lounge, instructing me to join in the festivities, and to make myself available to the guests! Entering the main room was a little odd, as only the original fourteen guests had stripped off their clothing… the remaining twelve, the group of youngsters, were still dressed… or at least semi-dressed!

I saw many of the younger group whispering to each other as I entered the room. I may have been a little paranoid, but it seemed to me that they were planning something for me!

Karen grabbed my arms, and forced them behind my back. She placed the pink handcuffs over my wrists, and locked them together. I felt very vulnerable like this! Alice approached me next. She pushed a three inch rubber ‘penis-gag’ into my mouth… securing it in place, by buckling it tightly behind my head. I could see Susan, adjusting the ankle spreader bar to its shortest length… sixteen inches apart. She handed it to Helen, who attached it in-between my legs, cuffing each end to my ankles!

Bound in this fashion, and wearing high heels, I could only hobble around the room. No matter what anyone did to me now, I would be completely unable to escape from them!

I became the room’s main attraction. Almost immediately, I began to feel people touching me. My silicon boobs began to get squeezed… my bum was pinched and slapped, and my legs were stroked.

Before long, I felt my skirt being pushed up over my hips, showing my panties to everyone in the room. Soon after this, one of the teenagers, a girl of only eighteen or nineteen, came over to me with a pair of scissors in her hands. She snipped each side of my knickers, pulling my Cache-Sex away through my thighs, and releasing my hidden cock from its restraint.

Embarrassed and humiliated though I felt, I was amazed to realize that this whole scenario was turning me on! I could feel a stirring in my loins, and though I tried as much as I could to stop it, I knew that I was getting erect! I was getting a hard-on!

I tried to keep my prick between my legs, but with my ankles forced apart, I failed to do so… and soon, my rampant cock was bouncing out in front of me… raising the front of my skirt, and standing proud for all to see!

Susan came over, and forced a cock-ring on me, down to the base of my shaft! I knew that with this on my cock… it would be virtually impossible to lose my erection!

Before she moved away from me, Susan placed a blindfold over my eyes! Now, as I staggered around the room, I’d be unable to stop myself from bumping into the others.

I heard some girls giggling, and people stroking, grabbing and rubbing my dick. I felt hands around my waist, and become conscious of the fact that my skirt was being removed. The buttons of my blouse were next, and though it wasn’t taken off me, it was opened from top to bottom, exposing my corset and my bra! I could feel hands everywhere now, as people explored every part of my body. I was surprised, as I felt a warm mouth engulf my rigid member!

“Go, go, go, go, go, go, and go! Go on Lisa! Suck it hard! Yeah! Go on, Lisa!” The crowd seemed to get riotous, as the unknown ‘Lisa’ blew me in front of them.

“Go on Rita… Yeah, strip her off! Get her kit off! Yeah… Get yours off too! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip!” As Lisa was stripped bare, and Rita followed suit, the crowd went mad, cheering:

“Woo-hoo! More, More, More, More, More, More, More, More! Go on Rita… now that you’re both in the buff… get your tongue in her pussy!! While she’s blowing him… Make her cum!”

“Go on Stanley… Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Let’s get it on!” Suddenly, I felt an oily glob lubricating my arse! A finger pushed it into my rectum! What was going on?

“Yeah!!! What a buzz!!! Go on Mister… you take the slapper, while Stanley takes Rita!”

“Go on Stanley. Let Rita have it while she brings Lisa off!”

“Go Lisa… Go Lisa… Go Lisa… Go Lisa… Go Lisa… Go Lisa… Go! Make the slapper give you his cream! Suck Lisa… Suck Lisa… Suck Lisa… Suck Lisa… Make the Tranny cum!”

At the crowds urging, I felt Lisa redouble her efforts to bring me off. I was determined however that I would only cum when I wanted to!

Blindfolded as I was, I could only imagine the scene before me… Lisa blowing me, whilst Rita ate her pussy… as Stanley pumped into her!

With all of this running through my mind, I almost missed the fact that the anonymous ‘Mister’ was about to ram his cock up my arse! When at last it happened, I was caught off guard… and I suddenly felt a large prick slamming into me!

“Helen, quick… Get this on video!” Susan shouted above the din… I had little doubt that the whole scenario would be recorded for posterity! I was pushed over a near table, allowing the man who was fucking me greater access. This change of position however, had not denied Lisa access to my dick, and with the mystery dick pushing against my prostate, I found it much more difficult to deny my cumming to Lisa. Luckily, before she brought me off, Rita managed to over-stimulate Lisa’s clit! Lisa had to release my cock from her mouth, as she began to wail loudly… cumming all over Rita’s tongue! I was lucky to be blindfolded, as for Stanley, the image of Lisa cumming was too much, and he pumped his seed into Rita’s warm, wet pussy.

“Next! Next! Next! Next! Next! Next! Next! Next!” The crowd screamed.

As they screamed, the cock that was up my arse filled me with jism! I felt my gag being removed, only to be replaced by a dripping wet pussy, as an unknown woman sat on the table before me! Almost immediately, another cock replaced the first, pumping deeply into my rear.

“Come on everybody… Let’s get naked!”