CHAPTER 9

                         EPILOG - NEW ARRANGEMENTS

The next day we left Pete's without practically saying a word to
one another or Pete as we left. I was confused and just a little
more than hurt by what had occurred over the weekend. But I knew
(or so I thought at the time) that now that the bet had been paid
off, Carol and I could sort all this out and return to some kind of
`normal life' as we had lived it before all the happenings of the
past weekend.

Carol took me into her arms when we got home and told me that I
had been a good boy at Pete's, and she thoroughly had enjoyed the
weekend. She also told me that from now on things would be very
different and that she would call all the shots. Carol looked me
straight in the eye and pointed out to me that the money we
inherited from her parents was all in her name and that if we
divorced I wouldn't get a thing. She told me how the last couple of
days had given her the confidence in herself that she had lacked
before and that she found out how much she enjoyed being the
dominate one in our relationship. She also said what I really
already knew by now, that she would fuck whoever she wanted,
however she wanted, wherever she wanted, and whenever she wanted.
My duties from now on were to do the housework, lick her cunt and
ass whenever she wanted and to assist her in anyway I could to
bring new men (and boys of course) into her bedroom. While I
initially protested, I realized there was little that I could do
about it.

"OK, honey I guess your the boss."

"You guess? You had better know, slave! And by the way from now on
you'll address me as mistress, do you have that." She accented her
last statement by pushing me down on my knees. I knew that things
would never be the same for me. As they say if your about to get
raped, you might as well lay back, relax and enjoy it.

"Yes, mistress. What do you want me to do."

"Well for starters, as long as your on your knees, you can lick my
cunt. Don't get your hopes up though, I'll save my fucking for real
men like Pete or Franko or Joe."

"Or Doc?" I asked sarcastically.

"Just start licking, asshole. You can leave it up to me as to who
I'll fuck. Don't worry your pretty little head about it."

"Yes mistress. Is this what you want?" I asked as I stuck my tongue
into her cunt as far as I could. She didn't respond immediately, so
I increased the tempo of my tonguing.

"Yesss, that's ittt, oohhh, lick it and lap it allll up like a good
little slave boy."

After she had a small little climax she turned around, lifting her
dress further over her ass and told me that it was now time to lick
her ass ring clean.

"From now on you'll use your tongue to keep me clean. Instead of a
sponge bath to take my grime and sweat off we'll use your tongue."

I had to admit it sounded intriguing to me and I was getting a hard
on from just thinking about what a wonderful strong women my Carol
had become; and of course from all the pussy tonguing I had just
done. I began to think that maybe this wasn't all bad. I could
still jackoff whenever I wanted to, but I was really going to miss
not ever having my dick inside of Carol's twat again. But the next
thing she said made me perk up even more.

"Incidentally your idea about Doc isn't all bad."

"What do you mean, honey?"

"MISTRESS!"

"I'm sorry, my mistress, but what is it your thinking of?"

"I'm thinking Doc is rich as creases and that if he was willing to
pay me $1,000 for some very quick sex at the Club, he'll be willing
to pay me ten times as much each week to fuck me slow and as long
as he likes, especially if your here to serve us in a cute little
maid's outfit. Maybe, if you serve us both real well I'll let you
keep a $1,000 of what Doc gives to me. You'd like that wouldn't
you? You could gamble it all away each week!"

"But that's only 10% of what he will give to you." I said as softly
as I could; but as soon as I said it I knew it was a mistake.

"You insolent shithead, that's going to cost you your first week's
`allowance'"

"Oh, please mistress I'm sorry. I NEED some gambling money, if I
can't do any gambling for a week I'll go crazy!"

"You'd go many weeks without gambling if I divorced you, wouldn't
you, asshole? So, you'll take 10% or 5% or nothing if that's the
way I want it. Besides I'll need the money for sexy cloths and
makeup to bed new men, and for all the entertainment I want."  

We both knew she had me by the balls! If I ever wanted to gamble
again I'd have to literally be Carol's love slave. What could I do.
I lived for gambling and if I didn't have it I'd just as soon be
dead. Anything she wanted, no matter how bazaar or degrading to me,
I knew I'd have to do. Period. No questions asked! 

"Yes, I would master. Please, let me keep the first $1,000."

"We'll see, it depends on how well you serve your mistress."

"Ohh, please mistress I'll serve you well. I'll even sew my own
little maids outfit and do anything that you and Doc want me to
do, ANYTHING !!"

"And what if Doc would like to stick his cock in your mouth? Would
my little slave be willing to suck some cock to earn his keep?" 

"Oh yes my mistress, anything to please you or the men you want."

"OK we'll see. Right now I need to pee, so open up your fucking
mouth and drink up!"

"Oh yes mistress, oh yes let me drink your yellow gold." I did
as instructed and Carol opened her legs wide and began to piss
into my waiting mouth. I made very sure not to spill a drop. I
didn't want to do any thing but please my mistress at this point.

"By the way this weeks little Wed night poker party should be a
lot of fun, don't you think?"

"Oh yes, I know that you'll want to fuck them all!"

"Shut up and keep drinking you spilled some that you'll have to
lick off the floor. Yes I do want to fuck them all; and your job
will be to make sure that they all want to fuck me by giving out
plenty of liquor and encouraging them to feel me up. At the right
time I'll make sure you get a telephone call that takes you out of
the house on some trumped up emergency. Actually you can just go
into our bedroom closet and watch through a one way mirror that
we'll install. I'll get that much more fun out of it knowing that
your in the closet jacking yourself off and wishing you could join
in on the fun."

I could hardly believe my ears. I was still going to be able to
have my Wednesday night poker meeting after all. It meant sharing
Carol with my old friends but I was certainly resigned to that by
now anyway. I threw myself at Carol's feet kissing and licking her
high heeled boots.

"Oh thank you, mistress. I'll do just as you say!"

"Of course you will shithead. Now, get up and start making your
little maid's outfit to wear around the house when you do the
housework and cooking."

"The pool boy will be here very soon and I want to be in my very
tiniest bikini for him. I want you to watch from the window as I
seduce him into fucking me. I think I'll start the ball rolling
by having him rub me with suntan oil. When he gets close to my
tits with his hands I'll drop the top for his viewing pleasure.
That should get him excited enough for me to reach down to his
young cock and begin to play with it. Don't you think?"

"Ohh yes my Mistress"

All of this occurred about five years ago and I have been
a very obedient and happy slave to my mistress ever since. Her
income from Doc and her other men friends has enabled her to put
hundreds of thousands of dollars away for a rainy day as well as
spending tens of thousands on her sexy cloths, new sports cars,
stereo and electronic equipment for video taping. She delights in
having me videotape her sex sessions. She is still very generous
to me where my gambling is concerned allowing me $2,000 a week. I
know I'm trapped. How else could I get $100,000 a year for my
gambling? So I do ANYTHING Carol wants me to do and I LOVE IT.