Chapter 9

We got into my car, and I drove over to Becky's house. She pulled me inside, despite how uncomfortable I was being there. As soon as we were inside, Becky stripped off her clothes and yelled, "Chrissy! Front and center!"

I heard the pitter patter of bare feet and Chrissy quickly came running up, sliding to her knees in the last few steps. She was breathing a bit from the exertion as she said, "Yes, Mistress?"

"I have an assignment for you," Becky said. "Something only a slave as obedient as you can perform." She smiled down at her slave and stroked her cheek.

"I'll do anything you say, Mistress!" Chrissy said, her large chest heaving attractively.

"Of course you will, darling," Becky said. "Do you remember my mother, Claire?"

Chrissy looked at me and said, "Of course, Mistress."

"Well here is your assignment for tonight," Becky explained. "You will go home with my mother, and you will serve her and my father as you serve me. Anything that they want, you will do. Do you understand?"

"Mostly, Mistress, but I have a few things I need clarification on, if it pleases you," Chrissy said.

"Ask away," Becky said.

"Which person should I obey primarily?" she asked.

"Excellent question," Becky said, looking at me. "If there is a conflict in commands, my father's commands take precedence. That means if he asks you to hold my mother down so that he can fuck her, you should, even if she protests."

I heard a groan, and I realized that it was me.

"Other questions?" Becky asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Chrissy responded. "Is there a particular purpose or task that I should be aware of?"

"Oooh, I knew that there was a reason I loved having you as a slave!" Becky said and dropped to her knees to hug and kiss a pleased looking Chrissy. "There are a few reasons. First, you are to be a present to my father, who I believe has not been with another woman since he met my mother. You are to please him, and show him what a nice present his wife gave to him. Second, my dear mother has never been with a woman. I want you to help fix that problem, and teach her what to do."

"Yes, Mistress," Chrissy said. "Any additional instructions?"

"That's all," Becky said. "Are you up to the task?"

"I will do my best for you, Mistress," Chrissy said with a smile.

"If I hear that you did a very good job, I'll give you a sound whipping!" Becky said with a smile.

I was confused. "Shouldn't you whip her if she does a bad job?" I asked.

"This pain slut?" Becky exclaimed with a snort. "To her, a whipping is no punishment; on the contrary, it is a reward!"

I felt like Alice down the rabbit hole. The whole world was turned upside down!

"Go get a jacket and go out to my mother's car," Becky said.

"Just a jacket?" I asked. "Shouldn't she get dressed?"

"What a waste that would be!" Becky said. "Although, come to think of it, Dad might like some lingerie." She turned and yelled down the hall. "Chrissy, go get some lingerie to bring as well!"

In just a few more minutes I was sitting in the driver seat of my car, a naked woman in a knee length jacket in the passenger seat, making the drive to my house.

"Is there anything I can do for you or tell you on the way, Mistress?" Chrissy asked me.

"Um, I don't think so," I said nervously.

"Was this your idea, Mistress?" Chrissy asked.

"Not really," I said. "I was sort of brow-beaten into this by my high spirited daughter."

"Yes, Mistress," Chrissy said with a laugh. "My Mistress can certainly be a handful. It's a good thing Master likes his slaves spirited."

"Spirited!" I snorted. It was funny, but there was a distinct difference in the way she said Mistress to me and the way that she referred to Becky. Mistress, as it referred to Becky, was almost reverential.

"It doesn't bother you to be handed out like this?" I asked her.

"No, Mistress, quite the opposite," Chrissy told me. "Mistress only rarely does things like this, and it is so exciting when she does! I am so pleased that I can serve her like this!"

I shook my head and we rode quietly for a while. Then Chrissy asked, "Do you have a plan, Mistress?"

"A plan?" I asked.

"Yes, do I just walk in with you, or did you want to present me to your husband in a particular way?" she asked.

"Oh, that's right," I said. "I guess I'm not thinking straight tonight. Thanks for the reminder."

I thought for a while about how to do this. Then I decided to take Becky's advice to heart. I could do this tentatively, or I could embrace it. I could guess which would make Jake happier. The question was, could I pull it off? I gathered myself in and took a deep breath.

I pulled out my cell phone and called home, all the while whispering, "Embrace yourself, embrace yourself, embrace yourself."

When Jake answered, I put on a sexy voice and said "Hi Jake, I'm on my way home."

"How'd it go?" he asked.

"Good," I said. "In fact, I have a present for you. I'll be home in about fifteen minutes. Please go to the bedroom and lie on the bed. I'll be there with a surprise."

"A surprise?" he asked. "Will I like it?"

I laughed a deep, full bodied, sexy laugh. "Oh yeah, you're going to like it!"

"OK, I'll go get ready," he said. "I love you!"

"I love you too, Jake," I said before hanging up.

I glanced over at Chrissy and said, "We'll go in, and you can wait outside my bedroom until I call you in. Put on some sexy outfit."

"Yes, Mistress," she said.

"And you might want to lay off that Mistress and Master business," I said. "I don't think that either of us is up to it. We are Claire and Jake."

"It doesn't seem completely respectful, but if that is what you wish, Claire, I will do it," she said.

"Thanks," I said, and we sat quietly until I pulled up in my driveway.

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We entered the house quietly and went upstairs. I showed Chrissy where to go change, and I went in to our bedroom. Jake was there, dressed only in boxer shorts, his cock at half mast; he was clearly excited about whatever it was I was planning.

"So how was it with Becky?" he asked. I was pleased that he had asked that; he knew there was some sort of surprise coming for him, and he was still more concerned with my feelings. It made me happier to give him this present. But first...

"Jake, I'm afraid that I made a mistake," I told him. I pulled my dress over my head, leaving me in just panties and a bra. "It's after 7PM and I am wearing panties. Maybe you should punish me first, and then I'll tell you what happened with Becky."

Jake smiled broadly. He recognized this as my way of telling him that things would be continuing as they had been. He sat up, swung his legs over the side of the bed and pulled me onto his lap. He unsnapped my bra and I lifted my shoulders to slip it off. Then he pushed my panties down my thighs. He rubbed my ass a bit, then spanked me. And then he did it again. And again. He continued until my ass was red, then he leaned back and pulled me on top of him.

Lying on top of him, I looked into his eyes and kissed him hard. I was surer than ever that he would like his gift. I pushed my panties off my legs, and I kissed him again.

"Now tell me about your meeting with Becky," he demanded.

"OK, Jake," I said. "I talked to her, and she broke my fears down into three areas, and I agreed with her that she was correct. She showed me that two of the issues revolved around communications. Jake, we need to talk a bit more about where this is going, what you are OK with and what you are not."

"OK," Jake answered, "but I'm not always sure about what is OK."

"The problem with that is that if we don't discuss it, I won't know when to stop," I said. "For instance, what would have happened if instead of sending me away last night after Jim came home, Amy insisted that I stay and service him?"

Jake looked at me in surprise. Clearly he had not thought about this. On the other hand, I felt his cock twitch, which surprised me. I was more confused then ever.

"If I don't know what you want me to do, then I can't do it, and if I am unclear, I might go too far, so I need to know what you want," I said. "Also, if you don't know what I want, or if I don't give you a way to know that I am hitting a limit, then you might go too far with me. So we need to talk."

"You're right," he said. "Do you want to talk right now?"

"Maybe a little, about things in our immediate future," I said. "For instance, you know that I am worried about Amy. How far do you want me to go with her?"

Jake thought for a moment, then said, "Well, if you are comfortable, you can go further. It's probably very male chauvinist, but thinking of two women together is pretty sexy. I just wish that if you do it, I could see it."

I smiled at his admission, thinking about what was still to come tonight. "What if she wants me to do something with Jim?" I asked.

"I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet," he said.

"What if Amy wants to do something with you?" I asked.

"Surprisingly, I'm not sure that I'm ready for that either," he admitted.

"OK, I'll keep that in mind," I said. "I'm going to have a conversation with Amy as well, and try to set some limits there. That way, we'll all know where we stand. After all this goes down, we may need to have a conversation between the four of us."

"Are we becoming swingers?" he asked with a wry grin.

"I don't know what we are becoming," I said. "Our daughter has certainly opened a can of worms, hasn't she?"

"I'm not sure whether to kiss her or spank her," Jake said with a laugh.

"Hey! She's your daughter!" I said.

"I didn't mean it like that!" he said.

"Would it interest you to know that topic came up today?" I asked with a smile.

"Are you serious?" he asked.

"Don't worry," I reassured him, "we all agreed that nobody is up for that." I paused for a minute, then added, "Yet."

He looked a tad nervous, so I kissed him into submission.

"Are you interested in the present that I got for you?" I asked.

"I certainly am," he said.

"OK, first a little preparation," I told him. I slipped down the bed and pulled off his underwear. I ran my hands up his nude body, and then I licked his cock up and down before sucking it into my mouth. I polished his knob for a bit, then pulled off.

"Lie in the middle of the bed and close your eyes," I instructed. He complied, and I walked out of the room. I gestured to Chrissy to come into the room. She was wearing a red silk bra, red thong panties, a red garter belt and stockings. It offset her blonde hair, her large breasts filling her bra nicely.

"Before you open your eyes," I told Jake, "you have to understand that I am doing this for two reasons; one, to make you happy, and the second, as a learning experience for me. Are you ready to get your surprise?"

"You know I am," he said, and his hard cock flexed, indicating its readiness as well.

I stepped behind Chrissy and cupped my hands under her breasts. "Open your eyes, then," I told him.

The expression on his face was priceless. First, his jaw dropped open as he stared at me fondling the breasts of the young sexy blonde in front of me. Then he grabbed for the blanket to cover his exposed genitals.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked.

"Haven't you ever had a fantasy of sleeping with someone other than me?" I asked him. "I know from what you said earlier that you want to see me with another woman. Tonight, you get to experience both." I reached between Chrissy's breasts and popped the catch on her bra, exposing her perfect breasts to my husband. I ran my hand lightly over Chrissy's breasts, and she sighed and leaned back into me.

"But, but, that's Becky's..." Jake sputtered.

"Yes," I said, surprising myself with my calmness. "This is Chrissy, Becky's slave, and Becky has lent her to us tonight. For this evening, Chrissy will obey us as if we were her Master and Mistress. She's here as a present to you, so that you can see what it is like with another woman, and she will teach me what it is like to be with another woman as well."

I watched Jake as he tried to process everything. He still didn't look too sure of his gift. "If you aren't comfortable with this, we don't have to do anything. I can send her to the other bedroom to spend the night, and we can just play ourselves," I said. I hoped that he didn't decide to do that.

He looked at me for a while then said, "Come here, Claire." I walked around Chrissy and over to Jake. "You are amazing," he said. "Are you sure that you want to do this?"

I smiled and nodded. "I do. I think it will be fun, and with Chrissy, it won't have the same undertones as it would with Amy or someone else."

"I still can't believe this, but OK," he said, with a smile. "Bring her over here!"

I turned and signaled Chrissy to join us. Chrissy strutted over, then dropped to her knees next the bed, resting her hands behind her, which emphasized her chest even more. "How may I serve you?" she asked.

I looked at Jake and he shrugged. I leaned over, kissed his ear and said, "Be our master."

He smiled and said, "Chrissy, stand up." She complied, and he instructed, "You have one hour. In that hour, your job is to make Claire cum at least four times."

I looked at him, my mouth gaping open. "Be careful what you wish for," he said with a smirk.

I turned back to Chrissy, and I realized that she had moved right next to me. She smiled at me, then leaned in, took my cheeks in her hand and kissed me lightly on my lips. I closed my eyes and moaned as her hands slipped around to my back and her tongue teased its way into my mouth. Without me realizing it, she had moved me closer to the bed, and she pulled me down onto it, never breaking the kiss. Finally, she pulled away and moved her lips to nuzzle my neck. I squealed in pleasure, and then gasped as she moved further down and captured a nipple in her mouth.

I glanced over and saw that Jake was watching us intently. "Enjoying the show?" I asked as I felt Chrissy move lower.

"Very much," he said. "This was a lovely present!"

I gasped as Chrissy's tongue touched my dripping pussy. "Just wait until you feel her tongue on you!" I told Jake. "Then you'll really thank me for the present!"

I heard Chrissy squeak and increase her movement; she must have enjoyed my compliment. I let my mind go and think about the fact that for the first time, a woman was licking me. It was different from how Jake did it, gentler, softer, yet just as insistent. She took a broad swipe from the tip of my clit, until her tongue was on my asshole, and I took us a quarter of the way to our goal.

Chrissy allowed me to relax for a few moments before her mouth returned to mine, giving me a taste of myself. "Do you have a vibrator or a dildo?" she asked.

I shook my head, embarrassed that she had even asked.

"Every woman should have one!" she said, scandalized. "I guess we'll just have to improvise."

She returned to kissing me as I felt two of her finger push their way into me, while her thumb started pushing on my clit. I wasn't that far off of my last cum, so I started this trip much closer to the finish line than before. She curved her fingers up, and they seemed to always hit exactly the right spots; within five minutes I was gasping like a steam engine going up a hill, and then she pushed me right over the top. We were half way there.

Chrissy nuzzled my neck as I recovered, whispering to me, "Your husband seems to be enjoying himself." I glanced over and saw Jake staring at us, breathing heavily and slowly stroking his cock. I shuddered in pleasure at the sight.

"What's next?" I asked the sexy young blonde next to me.

"Why don't you straddle my head, and then you can examine me as I'm licking you?" Chrissy suggested. "Feel free to do anything that you want to my body."

I was tired, but I complied, crawling on top of Chrissy in a 69. I felt her hands on my ass as she pulled my pussy down to her mouth, her tongue spearing deep into my hole. I moved my head down between her spread legs, examining what she had. Her pussy was tight, with small outer lips, and when I opened them with my fingers, I saw her clit standing proud. As Chrissy tried her damnedest to bring me off again, I ran my fingers through her pussy; this was the closest that I'd ever been to a pussy. Finally, in between pants, I tentatively ran my tongue around her clit. She moaned into my pussy, which encouraged me to suck some of her leaking juices from her pussy. When I decided that I liked it, I buried my head between her legs and started swabbing every surface with my tongue, but I only lasted a few minutes before my orgasm distracted me.

I collapsed to the side as Chrissy continued to gently nip at my pussy. I looked up at Jake, and I realized how I wanted my last cum.

"Get up, you lazy slut," I said, slapping Chrissy hard on the ass.

"Yes, Mistress - I mean Claire," she replied, jumping out of the bed.

I lay in the middle of the bed, my head near Jake and said, "This time, you get to be on the top. Climb aboard!"

Chrissy smiled and crawled on top of me, pussy to face. She tried pushing her pussy on my face, but I pushed it up and a little away. At the same time, I used my hand on her back to encourage her to begin eating me again. I leaned my head back and looked at Jake. "Come here Jake," I said.

He moved around, and I said, "I want your cock in my mouth!"

Although with Chrissy's ass right there it was difficult, I managed to get the head of his cock into my mouth, then run my tongue along his whole shaft. I popped his cock out of my mouth, looked up into his eyes and said, "I want you to fuck the sexy girl that is eating your wife!"

He looked at me in surprise, but I just said, "I want to be the one that puts your cock into her. I want to fuck her with your cock. Straddle my head and put your cock here!"

He did as I demanded and I positioned his cock just at her entrance. I lifted my head and ran my tongue from her clit, down her slit, over his cock and to his balls. I heard them both groan, then, with one hand positioning his cock at her opening, I grabbed his ass with my other hand and shoved him forward, impaling Chrissy with his cock. Then I let my head fall back to the bed, grabbed his ass with both hands and started pushing and pulling, in effect fucking Chrissy with my husband. My head was on the bed, and above me I could see Jake's cock plowing in and out of Chrissy's shaved snatch, his balls bouncing forward and back, her hips bouncing forward with every stroke.

Chrissy started matching strokes, shoving her tongue into me on every forward stroke. Very quickly, Jake's pistoning cock caused juices to start dripping on every outstroke, landing on my face and mouth. I couldn't resist, and I ran my tongue along Jake's cock when I could. Every now and then I would pull Jake all the way out, lift my head to swipe my tongue through Chrissy's pussy lips, then suck Jake's cock into my mouth to clean it off. I'd reposition him, and we'd be back to the races.

For a middle of the road, middle aged housewife, this was the sexiest thing that I'd ever seen, let alone done. Soon, Jake was grunting, panting, and moaning, "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"

Chrissy took my clit in her mouth and started sucking like there was no tomorrow. Between that and the sight of Jake grabbing Chrissy's hips and pounding away like a wild man, I screamed and came. I saw Jake shove his cock as deep as he could, and I could see his balls pulsing as he came too. He stayed pushed all the way in until he was completely done, then he rested on his heels for a minute, his balls resting on my forehead. Finally, he pulled out and started moving off of me, but I grabbed his cock before he could go and sucked it in, cleaning off their juices. I then let him move back while I cleaned out the little slave on top of me.

When I was done, I pushed Chrissy off of me and moved up to kiss Jake. "Surprise," I said with a tired grin.

He kissed me back and gave me a rib-crushing hug. "I love you, my sexy wife," he said.

We laughed and then turned to Chrissy, who was at the foot of the bed on her knees. "Please, sir, if I did a good job, will you please spank me?"

"What?" Jake asked in surprise. I looked at Chrissy and I realized that she had not cum.

"Jake, please let me deal with this," I said.

"OK," he said.

I moved down to Chrissy and took her face in my hand. I said, "Chrissy, the job you did does not deserve a spanking." She looked disappointed momentarily, but I continued in a louder voice, "Jake, get your belt!"

I glanced at Jake and he looked at me in surprise, but I nodded at him and he went off to get his belt. I lay down on my back and pulled Chrissy on top of me, her knees straddling my hips, breast to breast, and I pulled her head so that her face was just inches from mine. I heard Jake come back to the bed and I said, "Jake, start strapping her with the belt. I will tell you when to do it harder or softer, and I will tell you when to stop. Please begin."

I grabbed Chrissy's hips and pushed them up, making an even more inviting target for Jake. I heard the first blow land, and I could see in Chrissy's eyes that it barely made an impression. "Harder," I told Jake.

The next stroke was better, but still not enough. "Harder," I demanded.

The next stroke caused Chrissy to gasp, but I could tell she wanted more. "Harder, still," I said.

Chrissy was really feeling it now, and Jake kept those strokes up. I could see that it was affecting her, and I thought of a way that I could end it. "Stop for a minute," I instructed Jake.

When he stopped, I reached behind Chrissy and grabbed her abused buttocks hard, pulling her ass cheeks apart and exposing her crinkled rosebud.

"Put a few right here, Jake," I said, running a finger down her ass crack and over her pussy.

"Are you sure," he asked uncertainly.

"Please do it," I said. "Now. She's so close."

"OK," he muttered, and I pulled her ass cheeks apart again and I felt the belt whiz next to my fingers. Chrissy screamed, then on the second stroke, she came. I pulled her head down to mine and kissed her, holding my other hand up to stop Jake from any more strokes. She shuddered and I felt the fluids dripping onto my stomach and pubes.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Chrissy was moaning at me.

"You deserved it," I told her. "You were so good for Jake and me."

She just kept repeating, "Thank you. Thank you."

A few minutes later she rolled off of me and lay panting on the bed. I crawled up and lay next to Jake. I kissed him, and said, "Interesting night, huh?"

"Wow," was all he could say. I lay in his arms and he stroked my hair, until the day took its toll and we all nodded off to sleep.

Chapter 10