Adventures of A Submissive Wife (Suzi's Journey Book 2) (3 page)

Without so much as a word, my lovely wife quickly
stripped off her blouse, skirt and underwear and lay back on the dining table.
“You can do the honours, pet,” I said to Debbie. “Pleasure your step-sister
until she comes.”

Debbie had been here before and didn’t hesitate. She
gently rubbed around Suzi’s clitty before lowering her head and beginning to
lick. My very sensitive wife started writhing around almost immediately and I
knew it wouldn’t take long.

In fact it look no longer than five minutes before
Suzi raised her lust filled eyes to mine and pleaded, “Please Sir, may I cum?”

I reached over and tweaked my wife’s very stiff
nipple. “No!” I said simply after a few seconds pause.

Suzi’s hips were bucking hard against Debbie’s mouth
now and she had to hold on hard to avoid being dislodged. She went on for about
another two minutes of her step sister’s enthusiastic lapping before asking
again. “Pleeease, Sir,” she implored.

This time I just shook my head and began rubbing a
wetted finger around Debbie’s exposed arsehole. Suzi bit her lip and held on,
soon becoming quite animated. I let her go for another two minutes or so,
knowing she was pretty much at her limit before giving her permission. “You may
cum,” I said simply.

Within two seconds, my submissive wife exploded in
orgasm. Her hips came a good six inches off the table, so violently that Debbie
was knocked on to the floor. “Fuuuck!” she cried.

I reached down and picked my trainee up, checking
she wasn’t hurt. “Do you think you could manage that?” I asked.

“Yes Master,” she replied.

“Good,” I said. “We’ll give it a go later. But
first, let’s break in that virgin bottom of yours.”

Debbie gulped but said nothing.

Suzi led her step sister back to the bedroom and
laid her on her stomach over the duvet. She knew exactly what to do here and I
stood back and watched as she licked around Debbie’s chocolate starfish,
getting her used to the sensation before pushing her tongue inside. While I
watched that show, I dug out the smallest of Suzi’s butt plugs and carefully
oiled it up with silicone lube. Handing it over to my wife, I watched as she
slowly inserted it. It always fascinated me to watch a woman’s sphincter being
invaded for the first time. Regardless of how compliant the girl, the muscles
guarding her back passage always seemed to fight their own battle to keep an
invader out; capitulating all of a sudden when overwhelmed. Once the plug was
in place, I took over, whispering reassurances to my trainee sub as I played
with her clit and worked the plug around. When I felt the muscle had relaxed
enough, I gently pulled it out and inserted a bigger size that Suzi had
carefully prepared for me.

Debbie definitely felt this one go in; she visibly
shuddered as it bottomed out. Taking my hands off the plug, I reached under her
to fondle both her tits and her pussy as I nuzzled at her neck. “How are you
doing, my sweet?” I whispered.

“I-I’m okay, Sir,” she stammered back. “It hurt a
little going in but doesn’t feel too bad now.”

“That’s good,” I replied. “I want you to relax as
much as you can. This is the last butt plug. The next time I enter you, it’ll
be with my cock.”

I continued to relax her, alternating my fondling
with massages of her shoulders and butt cheeks. When she had definitely eased
down a peg or two and the plug started to feel a little loose, I removed it and
positioned myself over her. When she felt the tip of my cock touch her exposed
anus, Debbie stiffened again, despite herself. I nibbled her ear and whispered
for her to relax. As I felt her body soften a little under me, I gently pushed
forward and began to open her arsehole around me.

Once again Debbie’s sphincter fought a valiant rear
guard action but it had softened a little and I was certainly not going to give
up. As I felt my helmet pop through the hard ring of muscle, Debbie let go a
long exhale.

I held in place for a while and slowly started to
move inside her when I felt she was ready. Debbie moaned a little but the
noises sounded more like pleasure than pain so I didn’t question her. As my
pace increased, Debbie made it very clear she was enjoying herself; she began
to buck her hips up towards me and her utterances became loud and incoherent.
With that clear indicator, I grabbed her hips and began to thrust hard.

“Oh God, yes!” Debbie was now clearly enjoying
herself and I was determined to get the very most from this tight virgin arse.
Wrapping my arm around her neck to limit her breathing a little, I pounded her
as hard as I could. Hit with new and thrilling sensations at both ends, Debbie
went wild. Her body began to spasm and her sphincter clamped against me as she
came.

It was too much for me, I forced my way through the
solid muscle a few more times and then exploded deep inside her with a cry.

I collapsed on her back, panting to catch my breath.

Debbie stirred first. “That was amazing my Master,”
she gasped.

“Yes it was,” I agreed.
“But you have a punishment coming for cumming without permission!”

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Mark
was coming round for a few beers and a chat. He sounded pretty insistent on the
phone; not like him at all, he’s one of the most laid back people I know. One
of my oldest mates, I’ve known him for about twenty years now. Like me, he’s in
his mid-forties and hugely successful in his own area of business. He’s married
but unlike me, he has no kids and his wife, Alana, is about fifteen years
younger than him and gorgeous to supermodel standards.

Mark
even looked harassed when he came to the door. He had always managed to look
much younger than his chronological age but tonight he looked every one of his
forty six years. I met him with a cold beer ready in hand and showed him into
the lounge, where the FA cup match was already warming up and my lovely wife
Suzi had littered the place with man snacks. Suzi herself was pottering around
in the kitchen, preparing some hot snacks and on hand to top up the drinks as
required.

We made small
talk for a while and then I launched straight in. “You’ve been my best mate for
half my adult life and I’ve never seen you like this before. Are you gonna tell
me what’s wrong or do I have to beat it out of you?”

Mark looked
relieved. He had clearly been waiting for some time to download and I got it
all at once. “It’s Alana,” he started. “We’re going to have to divorce.”

“Whoa!” I said.
“Where did that come from?”

“Damion,” he
said. “She’s a sex maniac. I’ve always known that and it’s worked well for the
last few years if you know what I mean.” I knew exactly what he meant, the
couple were regular swinging partners of ours. Mark continued. “The problem is,
I’m not enough for her any more. It’s gone well beyond wife-swapping, she’s
having regular affairs and seeing other men behind my back. In fact it’s so
bad, she’s cheating on the men she’s cheating with.”

I couldn’t say I
was especially surprised. Alana was one of those women whose life revolved
around sex. She didn’t work; why should she when Mark was so rich, and she had
no real hobbies, other than men. Mark definitely had a problem.

Mark continued.
“I know you and Suzi nearly split up last year. How did you sort it out?”

I wasn’t sure my
mate was ready to hear this but what the hell. “Mark, you know I’m into the
BDSM scene in a big way.”

“I know you’ve
dragged me to a few kinky clubs in your time…”

“It’s a lot more
than that, mate. A year or two back, I had a really intense affair with a chick
who was the Ying to my Yang, if you know what I mean?”

“Not sure I do.”

“Where I’m very
dominant, she’s very submissive. The time we spent together let us both develop
and I learned what was missing in my life. That’s what almost killed our
marriage.”

“Okay. So how
did you fix it?”

“Suzi and I had
a heart to heart and she agreed to let me train her to be a fully submissive
wife.”

Mark’s jaw
dropped. “What the fuck does that mean?”

I took a swig
from my beer bottle. “It means my lovely wife agreed to completely put herself
in my hands for a period of training and at the end of it, she discovered
complete happiness was about keeping me happy.”

Mark laughed
loudly. “Okay, you’re fucking with me now!”

“Really?” I
called my wife over. “Honey, come and tell Mark about your training.”

Suzi recounted
what I’d just explained but in a lot more detail; she explained why she had
submitted, how it felt and what she got out of it.

Mark was
completely gob-smacked. When Suzi had finished, he just sipped his beer,
thinking for a few minutes. Finally he came to a decision. “Can you train Alana
in the same way?”

The next day,
Suzi went round for a chat with Alana. She left at ten and didn’t come back
until four. That was some chat; they only live five minutes away. I was waiting
for my wife when she got in. “Well?”

She kissed me
lightly on the cheek. “She’s all yours my darling husband…and Master.”

It took me two
weeks to clear enough space in my work diary to dedicate my time to Alana’s
training. I had decided to leverage my time by using Suzi as an assistant and
so had to spend some time with her beforehand to show her how to act like a
Dom; rather than the natural sub that she was. Mark brought his wife in,
stopped just long enough to say hello, then kissed he on the cheek and left. He
knew as well as she did that this was make or break. He would see her again in
a couple of weeks as she settled into her new lifestyle or as she packed her
bags. There was no middle ground.

I showed Alana
into the lounge where Suzi was already waiting, sat on the couch. I pointed to
a spot in the middle of the floor and made it clear she was to stand as I sat
down. I started things off. “I want you to know that we like you a lot, Alana
and have a lot of respect for you. That will not seem to be the case as we
continue but if it wasn’t, we wouldn’t bother with you. You are free to leave
at any time. You have only to say the safe word ‘Red’ and we will stop what
we’re doing and release you. But if you do leave, you’ll be leaving your
marriage as well. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she
answered quietly.

“You will only
speak when spoken to and if a reply is required you will address me as ‘Sir’ or
‘Master’ and Suzi as Ma’am or ‘Mistress’. Try again!”

“Yes Sir!”

“You will do
everything asked of you without question or delay or you will be punished. Do
you understand?”

“Yes Sir!”

“Good. Now
undress!”

Alana fixed her
eyes on me as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. I could see arrogance and
defiance in her face. That wouldn’t last. Her body was as perfect as I
remembered, although it had been a while since I’d last had her. She was almost
six feet and perfectly proportioned; long limbs leading to a toned torso. Her
bra followed her blouse to the floor, releasing her perky, pear-shaped tits to
jiggle a little as she moved. She let her skirt drop to the floor, followed by
her panties and stood there in just high heels. She bent to remove them and I
stopped her. “You can leave them on for now. Come over here.”

Alana walked
self-consciously over to the sofa. I stopped her in front of me and squeezed
her inner thigh as I looked her over. She was a natural redhead and although
her pussy was trimmed neatly, it would have to come off. I expected my women to
be baby-smooth at all times. I lightly rubbed my middle finger along her slit.
“So Alana, what are your sexual dos and don’ts,” I asked. Before she could
answer, I jumped in myself. “Let me see. Dos are being in control, on top,
sucking cock as and when you feel like it and generally doing whatever takes
your fancy. Don’ts are anal, girl on girl, anything involving pain or
humiliation, etc. Am I close?”

“Yes Sir,” she
said non-committedly, biting her lip as my finger slipped just inside her cunt.

“Well we are
going to start as we mean to go on,” I continued. “You’re here for correction
so we’ll begin with a spanking. Go and lie across Suzi’s knee.”

Alana looked worried
on two counts, the idea of the spanking and the intimacy with my wife. All the
same, she was of no mind to hesitate too much at this stage and draped herself
across Suzi’s lap with her hands and feet on the floor. I stood up. “How you
react to this first spanking will set the conditions for your training,” I
said. “Let’s go!”

This was not the
first spanking Suzi had administered under my direction but she was no expert.
She began lightly and slowly as I had directed, building up the intensity
gradually. It was, however, clearly the first Alana had received; at least for
many years. She started moaning almost straight away, despite herself. As her
firm little buttocks began to colour a delightful pink, she began to squirm.

“Tut, tut!” I
said sarcastically. “This is not a good start. Let me help you to shut the fuck
up.” Unzipping, I pulled out my cock and yanked her head up to push it into her
mouth. The angle let me get straight into her throat and I was rewarded with a
gurgling and gagging sound. Suzi smacked her again, harder than before and she
jerked forward to choke herself on my meat, immediately panicking as her airway
closed and bucking backwards again.

Suzi
was in to her stride now and laid the blows across Alana’s arse as hard and
fast as her soft palms would allow. I held her firmly by the head and brutally
fucked her face in a way I knew she wouldn’t have experienced before. I could
see my wife was tiring so I changed the plot. As I humped the woman’s snotty,
teary face, I nodded to Suzi. “Give her pussy a little stroke, sweetheart.”

As
Suzi changed tack and delicately stroked the tips of her fingers around Alana’s
clitoris, the hapless woman reacted violently. Whereas her spanking had caused
only a token resistance, being fondled by another woman clearly crossed a line
for her. She bucked hard, tried to get up and protested as loudly as the fat
cock in her gullet would allow. I took my cock out her mouth, gripped her
cheeks hard in one hand and put my face right next to hers. “SHUT THE FUCK UP
CUNT!” I yelled at her.

I
could see the shock in her face and she flopped straight back down, jerking
slightly as Suzi’s fingers entered her. I lifted her head by the hair and upped
my pace, encouraging Suzi to frig her in time with my thrusts. As I felt my
spunk start to boil I encouraged Suzi to push a finger into her tights arse and
as she bucked again, thrust deep into her throat and ejaculated.

Withdrawing
from the woman’s mouth, I wiped my cock on her shiny red hair and retrieved a
pair of handcuffs from the sideboard. Pulling her arms behind her back, I
snapped them into place and hauled her to her feet. Fastening a thick leather
dog collar around her neck, I clipped a dog leash to it and handed it to my
wife. “Bring her down to the dungeon,” I said.

The
next few days were tough on the spoiled housewife. There was a new experience
for her around every corner. I whipped her arse and cropped her tits. She was
suspended and spread-eagled, fucked and buggered and then after a couple of
day, I addressed her taboo again. Suzi came in from work as arranged to find
I’d tied Alana securely on her back with her hands attached to her thighs and
her legs spread as widely as they would go. She had a penis gag in and I’d
wedged a nice big butt plug in her arse. She had whimpered like a puppy when
that went in; her arse was well-used by now but ‘Big Ron’ had a way of
expanding a girl’s horizons.

Alana
had that freshly fucked glow about her and if my wife were in any doubt about
that, the sperm was visible just inside her crack. The lack of hair left things
very visible down there. Suzi knew just what to do. Stripping out of her
clothes in full view of the bed, she reached down and gave our puppy an
exploratory pat on the clitoris. Predictably Alana tried to back away, although
she had no hope of success in those bindings. Getting herself comfortable on
the bed, Suzi pushed a tongue inside the offered pussy and started to lap my
jism out of it.

Alana
bucked and wriggled and there were all sorts of unintelligible noises coming
from around the gag. I settled back to watch. Suzi was an accomplished muff
diver these days and I knew it wouldn’t take her long to bring the recalcitrant
wife around to our way of thinking.

Sure
enough, after a few minutes the tone of the noises changed significantly and
her movements became less jerky and more rhythmic. I wandered over to the bed
and suckled on her perky nipples for a while, until I could see she was pretty
lost in her own pleasure zone. Reaching behind her head I unbuckled the gag and
pulled it out. She took a moment to swallow a few times and then stretch her
jaw. I let her finish and then began to kiss her passionately, squeezing her
breasts at the same time. She responded with fervour, her kisses betraying her
level of arousal. I looked down between her tits to where my wife was going mad
in eating her out. She had clearly forgotten her lesbianism hang up. The flush
around Alana’s neck and the bucking of her hips telegraphed her approaching
orgasm. I tapped Suzi on the shoulder and she stopped fucking her straight
away. I saw the disappointment clearly written on Alana’s face. “Do you want to
cum little cunt?” I asked.

Alana nodded, “Yes Sir,” she quickly
added before offending me.

“Well you’re going to have to earn it then.
Suzi’s been working hard to pleasure you. I think it’s time you returned the
compliment.” My wife wasted no time in climbing on to the bed, lifting her leg
over the other woman’s head and planting her dripping fanny firmly on to her
mouth. Alana instinctively tried to turn her head away but Suzi was having none
of it. Clamping her head firmly in place with her toned thighs, she smothered
Alana with her sex.

Clearly struggling to breathe and
humiliated at being used by another woman in such a way, Alana began to buck
and complain again. I decided it was time give her something to take her mind
of her mouthful of fresh quim. Lubing my hard cock thoroughly, I lifted her
legs even higher and passed them to Suzi to hold. Pulling out her butt plug and
placing the mushroom head of my prick against her little pink starfish, she
realised straight away what was going to happen and the tone of her muffled
voice went up by two octaves. Although I had already broken in her arse a
couple of times over the past few days, this position was going to be
particularly special. “You’re going to love this cunt,” I told her.