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Story title : Dual Submissions
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Dual Submissions - 1 (M+/MF, slut-wife, bdsm, cuck)
By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
***
Tracy humiliated Thomas again. He planned the dinner
meeting with the new client and invited Tracy to go
along hoping she could help him. Instead, Tracy acted
like a snob. Then, when Thomas suggested they go to a
bar after dinner to talk business, Tracy protested that
a 33-year-old Mother of three had no business in a bar
and insisted he take her home. Thomas drove the car
without saying a word to Tracy.
Thomas and Tracy married several years earlier. Thomas
was very successful in business and Tracy could stay
home and take care of their three children. Tracy was a
knock-out, 33 years old, only 5 feet tall, long brown
hair, hazel eyes and 36C breasts that just begged to be
sucked.
However, over the past two or three years, due to
Thomas's increasing success, Tracy became a snob, very
uppity, and rarely would engage in sex with Thomas.
When Tracy "allowed" Thomas to have sex with her, it
was always in the missionary style, very little
foreplay, and Tracy never let Thomas touch breasts.
Thomas was growing tired to Tracy's behavior and
started thinking about ways to loosen her up. He tried
to get her to drink a little when they would go out,
but Tracy always refused. Thomas would buy her sexy
bras and thongs, but Tracy would not wear them. Now,
after her embarrassing behavior last night, Thomas was
determined to go to extremes.
The next day at work Thomas started searching the
Internet for what he wanted. With very little effort he
finds a local ad that reads: "Bored Housewives Trained
to Be Submissive Sluts." Thomas dialed the toll-free
number and listen to the instructions from the deep,
male voice. Thomas wrote down the additional number
provided and looked at it for several moments. Finally,
he picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"How dare you bother my sleep," a deep male voice
answered.
Thomas thought about hanging up, but his desperation
won over.
"I'm calling about your ad for bored housewives,"
Thomas stammered out.
"Are you bored?" the voice replied.
"No, it's my wife," Thomas said and began telling his
story to this perfect stranger.
"I see," said the voice, "call me back in seven days at
this same time and I will tell you if I will consider
training her. And, by the way, it will cost two
thousand dollars, and she will be my property for a
week."
Thomas then heard a click.
For the next seven days Thomas thought and re-thought
his decision. Should he do it or not. On the sixth day
Thomas attempted to make love to Tracy. She refused.
When Thomas tried to force himself on her, Tracy
accused him of being a pervert and ordered him to sleep
on the couch. Thomas made his decision sometime during
the night.
"Yes," the voice said, "have you made your decision."
"You want hurt her will you?" Thomas asked.
"Not to wear you can see it, now here are your
instructions and I need some information about the
slut."
Thomas' ears stun at the word referring to Tracy but
listen carefully to the instructions. Then like he was
under a trace, Thomas described Tracy in detail. After
he hung up, Thomas called his Mother and told her Tracy
was going away to visit friend for a week, could she
come and help out with the kids. Thomas knew his Mother
would jump at the chance. With all bases covered,
Thomas waited for the appointed day.
On Sunday afternoon Thomas told Tracy he wanted to show
her a bigger house and that "Mom" would watch the kids.
Thomas knew the thought of a bigger house would spark
Tracy's interest. When his Mother arrived, Thomas and
Tracy left. Thomas looked over at Tracy.
She was dressed very conservatively in a pair of slacks
and thick sweater. Her long hair was pulled back into a
loose ponytail. Thomas felt his cock jump to life at
the thought of Tracy being a slut. He already wired the
two thousand dollars as instructed and now set out to
deliver Tracy. As they drove far out into the country,
Tracy never said a word.
"Is this it," Tracy said with excitement as Thomas
pulled into the long driveway leading up to the
mansion.
Thomas glanced at his watch, 4 pm exactly, just as he
was told. Thomas saw the large man waiting in front of
the house as the car came to a stop. He was at least 6
feet 4 inches tall with massive hands. He was dressed
in all black and wore black boots, behind him stood two
women dressed similarly.
"Do these people owe the house?" Tracy asked when
Thomas stopped the car.
As Tracy stepped out of the car, the man quickly
reached and snapped something around her neck. Tracy
slapped at his hands.
"What do you think you're doing," Tracy asked.
Thomas started the car as per the instructions he
received. He started to pull away as Tracy fell to the
ground in obvious discomfort. A pane of guilt entered
his thoughts until he saw in the rearview mirror that
Tracy was removing her clothes. Thomas smiled with
satisfaction at his plans.
"Now, Slut, I will only ask you once more," the man
barked at Tracy, "remove your clothes."
Tracy stared at him with fire in her eyes. She turned
to try and get back in the car just as Thomas pulled
away. Suddenly Tracy felt sharp pains in her neck that
travel through her entire body. Tracy dropped to one
knee just as the pain stopped. She pulled at the collar
without success and another pain shot through her.
"Please, stop it, stop it," Tracy begged but the large
man just stared down at her and spoke one word,
"Strip."
The pain stopped and Tracy stood up and started
removing her sweater and laid it on the ground, then
her pants. Tracy placed her folded arms over her bra-
clad breasts as she stood before the three in just
panties and bra.
"Everything," the man ordered and Tracy felt the hint
of a shock in the collar, just a reminder.
Tracy reluctantly removed her bra and panties and stood
trying to cover her breasts and cunt with her hands
against the gazes to her three tormentors.
"Allow me to introduce Mistress Samantha and Mistress
Michele, you will just call them Mistress, and I am
'Master," the man said in a calm voice, "now lower your
hands to your side."
"I will not, this is rape, and kidnapping, you'll,
aaahhhhh," Tracy screamed as she felt the sharp pain of
electricity in her neck again. Instantly her hands with
to the collar and tried to pull it off without luck.
Mistress Samantha and Mistress Michele quickly moved
beside Tracy and pulled her hands behind her back and
locked steel handcuffs around them.
"Ah, now, that's better," the man spoke. The two women
joined him again.
"Let me explain," the man started, "you are to be
trained as a submissive slut, your husband has paid me
well and you will be trained or you will experience
pain. From this moment on your mouth, your tits, your
ass, your cunt, and your pleasure belong to me. You
will not cum unless I tell you to, you will not speak
unless I give permission, you will be fucked in every
hole, you will learn to suck cock, lick pussy, and
service men and women without hesitation. Do you
understand?"
"You can't get away with this," Tracy protested and
struggled against the handcuffs.
"Bend her over," the man said to the two women, "the
only response is 'Yes, Master.'
Tracy fought against the two women as they bent her at
the waist and held her in position. Samantha wrapped
her arm around Tracy in a headlock with Michele doing
the same around Tracy's abdomen. Tracy found she could
only move a few inches. She watched as the man called
"Master" walked behind her. Tracy never expected what
happened next.
Smack, Smack, the sound echoed as the man brought the
palm of his hand across Tracy's firm ass. Smackkk,
smackkk, harder the man struck Tracy's ass. Tracy
squirmed and tried to move from the blows.
"Do you understand?" the man was asked then spank
Tracy's ass harder with several swats.
Tracy bit her lower lip trying not to respond. But her
ass was on fire from the blows of the man's large
hands. Tracy's eyes filled with tears as another blow
from his hand struck her ass just above her cunt.
Strangely, Tracy also felt a surge of sexual excitement
as each blow landed. The thought of being naked, held
by two women and being spanked outside was perversely
exciting. Tracy shook the thoughts from her head and
decided to submit this time.
"Yes, Master," Tracy blurted out and the spanking
stopped but the two women continued to hold her.
Tracy jumped as she felt two thick long fingers
inserted into her cunt.
"The slut is soaking wet," Master said to the two
women, "and her clit is hard. You are name
appropriately aren't you Slut?"
It was true. Tracy could feel the tingles in her cunt
when Master stuck his fingers inside her. When he
touched her clit Tracy thought she would have an orgasm
right then. She was thankful he did not rub her clit.
"Yes Master,"
"Good, you are learning," Master complimented her. The
compliment caused Tracy to fill with a little pride.
"Release her."
Tracy stood up. Master told her to look at his ass. At
first Tracy did not understand, but realized that the
man considered Tracy's ass to belong to him. Tracy
strained to look back at her ass and gasped as she saw
how red her well-defined ass cheeks were.
"Stand up straight," Master order. Tracy stood very
straight and her 36C tits jutted out, nipples hard from
the spanking she received.
Master spoke to Samantha and Michele. "Prepare her,
shave that cunt and ass, fit her with handcuffs and
nipple rings, non-piercing, and get a leash for her
collar. Bathe her and make my holes ready to be fucked
tonight"
Samantha produced a chain lease and attached it to
Tracy's collar and pulled Tracy behind her into the
mansion. Tracy was led into a large room with a
physician's exam table. There Samantha and Michele
directed Tracy to lay on her back and place her feet in
the stirrups. Tracy hesitated for just a moment and
immediately felt the sharp pains in her collar.
"You will be punished for your hesitation," Samantha
told Tracy and pulled Tracy over to where Michele sat
in a chair. Tracy was forced to lie across Michele's
legs and endure a second spanking in less than half an
hour. With her ass still smarting from the first
spanking, Tracy was quickly crying as Michele expertly
slapped Tracy's ass with her open hand.
After only three or four licks Tracy's cries turned to
moans as her orgasm started. Michele realized that
Tracy was cumming and immediately stopped spanking her
and making Tracy stand. She was forced to walk over to
the table and lie down even while she was having her
intense orgasm.
Tracy could not remember the last time she experienced
an orgasm and being forced to walk during it was more
than she could stand. Tracy slumped onto the floor only
to be jerked to her feet and forced down on her back on
the table, legs pulled up into the stirrups.
Samantha lathered Tracy's cunt and ass and quickly
shaved her clean. Next Michele applied hot wax to
Tracy's cunt and ass. Tracy felt the burning on her
skin from the wax. She was still trying to recover from
her orgasm when the women finished. Samantha walked
over to a table and picked up two objects. Tracy looked
and saw that they were vibrators shaped like a penis.
They were at least nine inches long and two inches
thick. Tracy knew where they would put one of them but
was unsure about the other.
Samantha handed the first vibrator to Michele. Tracy
braced herself as Michele pushed into in Tracy's cunt.
Tracy was thankful she was so well lubricated as she
tried to relax to accommodate the size. Michele fucked
the vibrator in and out of Tracy's cunt twice then
removed it. Tracy jumped when she felt the tip of the
vibrator at her asshole. Tracy never allowed anyone to
touch her asshole, she thought it was disgusting. Tracy
uttered the slightest protest and Michele stopped. At
first Tracy was thankful until the barrage of words
assaulted her ears.
"Slut, you have been warned and we have been patient,
but this is the last straw," Samantha screamed and
jerked Tracy to her feet and led her to a wall that had
manacles hanging from chains. Tracy continued to
protest as Michele unhooked Tracy's handcuffs and
placed her wrist in one of each. Samantha hit a switch
and Tracy felt her arms pulled above her head and her
body lifted off the floor until her toes barely
touched.
"You will learn not to speak unless spoken to, do you
understand," Samantha said as she stood directly in
front of Tracy.
Tracy did not respond and Samantha nodded at Michele
who produced two painful looking clamps. Each clamp was
about one inch in size with rows of sharp teeth on top
and bottom. Tracy screamed as Michele opened the clamp
and placed it over Tracy's right nipple and released
it. Michele repeated the process of the Tracy's left
nipple.
Tracy frantically looked down thinking her nipples were
cut in two. But the clamps only dug into the tender
flesh of her nipples and Tracy was shocked to see no
blood. The pain in Tracy's nipples was intense, but she
refused to submit to the two women. Michele was an
expert. She waited until Tracy's nipples grew use to
the clamps then applied the weights to the ends of each
one.
This produced any more pain in Tracy's nipples as the
weight pulled at the clamps dragging her nipples
downward and causing the teeth to grab harder. Samantha
grabbed Tracy by the hair and pulled her head back.
"Now, do you understand or shall Michele add another
weight," Samantha asked Tracy.
Tracy did not know what they wanted her to say and just
nodded her head. Michele immediately applied more
weights causing Tracy to start begging to be released.
"Do you understand?" Samantha asked again.
Tracy shook her head frantically up and down to
indicate she understood and watched in horror as
Michele placed two more weights onto the clamps.
Tracy's tits were now pulled almost down to her waist
and her nipples were a purplish color. Tracy's cries
were now wails as she ran through her mind searching
for the proper response. Finally, as Michele started to
add more weights, Tracy blurted out her answer.
"Yes, Mistress, yes Mistress, yes Mistress," Tracy
repeated.
Michele removed the weights but left the clamps on
Tracy's nipples. After the weights, Tracy could barely
feel the clamps. Samantha lowered Tracy and the
manacles were released. As Tracy was led back toward
the table, Master entered the room.
"Is she ready yet," Master asked.
Samantha explained that there were problems and Master
shook his head in disappointment as he saw the two
vibrators lying on the table.
"Come here," he ordered Tracy.
Strangely, Tracy could not control her immediate
obedience to his word. She stood in front of him.
"When you come in front of me from now on, you will get
on your knees, jut my breasts out, place your hands
behind your back and bow your head. Now do it." Master
ordered.
Tracy dropped to her knees and positioned herself as
ordered.
"I see you have required disciplined," Master said and
flipped the clamps attached to Tracy's nipples. "Will
you take the vibrators now."
"Yes, Master," Tracy responded as if in a daze.
"Good, now stand, bend over and place your hands flat
on the floor," Master ordered.
Tracy could not believe her humiliation as she assumed
the position as she was told. She felt Master's large
hands pulling her asscheeks apart and the vibrator at
the entrance of her ass. With little concern for her,
Master shoved the vibrator into Tracy's asshole. Tracy
shut her eyes tight and tried not to make a sound.
"You may scream," Master said as he shoved the vibrator
all the eye inside Tracy's ass till just the tip stuck
out.
Tracy did not scream, but she did groan with the pain
in her ass as her rectum was stretched wide. Next,
Master pushed the other vibrator into Tracy's cunt.
"Slut is so wet this one easily slides in," Master
commented to Samantha and Michele.
When two huge vibrators in her ass and cunt Tracy never
felt so full. Her nipples ached and her clit was hard
and long from all the stimulation. When Master turned
the two vibrators to high, Tracy jumped.
"You are not to have an orgasm," Master ordered, "if
you do, I will give you to the male servants for the
night and that would not be a pleasant place to be. Now
stand up."
Tracy stood up as the sweat started to bead on her
upper lip. She closed her eyes and shifted from foot to
foot trying not to cum.
"What a slut you are," Master commented, "I will enjoy
fucking you. Your husband could have saved his money,
you were already a slut, you just needed to be brought
out of your shell."
Tracy tried to shut out his words but knew it was true.
The prudish, snob act was just that, an act. Tracy did
not want anyone to know that deep down inside, she
longed to be a slut. Thomas just never realized she
wanted him to treat her as such.
"Noooooooooo," Tracy screamed as the orgasm started.
"Pity," the Master said, "give her to the servants."
Tracy lost her self and grabbed the vibrator in her
cunt and started fucking herself with it. Samantha and
Michele stood and watch as Tracy stood, legs spread,
fucking herself in front of them. Tracy was not even
aware that they were present, or she did not care. Her
orgasm felt so good, such a release and Tracy moaned in
disappointment as it subsided.
"Come on slut, to the servants for the night," Samantha
pulled on Tracy's leash.
Tracy pulled on the leash with her hand trying to keep
up and not fall. The vibrators in her ass and cunt
continued to hum wringing another orgasm from Tracy
before they reached the hallway.
"You are nothing but a disgusting Slut," Michele said
as she walked behind Tracy.
Tracy was led through the mansion naked with the
vibrators sticking out of her cunt and ass humming
away. As her last orgasm subsided and Tracy regained
her senses, she realized that there were other men and
women in the house. Tracy was led past them and they
paid little attention to her. Samantha led Tracy down
some stairs into another larger room that contained
several rolls of beds.
"This is the male servants quarters," Samantha said
matter-of-factly, "an you will stay here for the
night."
Samantha led Tracy to a padded sawhorse and pushed her
over it. Michele secured Tracy's wrist to the legs of
the sawhorse while Samantha pulled Tracy's legs wide
and tied her ankles to the other legs. Tracy was tied,
spread-eagle, bent over the sawhorse. She looked
pleadingly at Samantha and Michele.
"I won't do it again, I promise," Tracy started,
"please Mistress."
Tracy was silenced with a ball-gag in her mouth.
Samantha removed the two vibrators and informed Tracy
that the male servants would probably fuck the Master's
ass, cunt, and mouth until Tracy could not cum anymore.
She told Tracy she would return for her in the morning.
Tracy heard the door shut.
Tracy tested the bonds holding her wrists and ankles
and found them to be secure. She was not sure how long
it was before she heard the door opening and male
voices.
"Looky here, a gift from the Master," Tracy heard
someone say. Suddenly the room as filled with boys and
men of all ages, sizes, and colors. Tracy was shaking
her head no as she felt the first cock shoved into the
Master's cunt. Someone removed the clamps from her
nipples causing needles of pain as the blood return.
Before Tracy could adjust, a mouth enclosed her breasts
and started sucking. Tracy felt the person in her cunt
tense then the warm semen bathe the walls of the
Master's cunt. When that cock was removed, another
replace it and Tracy started to cum again. Tracy spent
the night being fucked in every hole.
Before that night, she never swallowed cum but the men
removed her gag and Tracy was forced to suck off at
least thirty men. Tracy experienced so many orgasm she
quit counting. Tracy's only partner was Thomas and now
white, blacks, and Hispanics fucked her.
By morning, the Master's ass and cunt were so full of
cum and so stretched that Tracy could not fill any
friction as she was fucked. Samantha and Michele were
right, as Tracy continued to be fucked into the
morning, she did not experience any more orgasm. Tracy
was reduced to just holes to be fucked deriving no
pleasure for herself. Finally, Tracy passed out as
another cock pumped in and out of the Master's ass.
When Tracy awoke the room was empty. Her joints ached
and her jaws were sore. Tracy could feel drops of cum
leaking from the Master's ass and cunt. She prayed that
Samantha and Michele would retrieve her soon and clean
her before the Master saw her. Her prayers were
answered as within moments Samantha and Michele
returned.
"Did you have a good night," Samantha asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Tracy responded and lowered her eyes.
Tracy had reached the first level of training. She was
now submissive and would do anything she was told to
do. Michele and Samantha released Tracy and ordered her
not to let the cum drip on the floor. Tracy was forced
to walk behind the two women with her hands covering
the Master's ass and cunt collecting the cum as it
dripped out.
Samantha and Michele led Tracy to a large room that
contained an oversized tub. Tracy was helped into the
hot water and it felt good on her sore joints as she
lowered herself down.
"Clean up well, Slut, your training needs to continue,"
Michele ordered as she and Samantha left the room.
Tracy slumped into the tub and placed her head against
the cool porcelain. Within seconds she was fast asleep,
a small smile across her lips and she anticipated the
pleasures of more training.
To be continued... look for Part II and III soon.
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