Tough Love

"John, Stephen and our clients will be arriving in Stephens car and I agreed that you would drive them home after the party, so it would be just as well if you didn't drink, Okay".

She was terse and she left no room for argument, I supposed she was a little stressed so I decided not to make an issue of it.

The party was going along fine. Everybody seemed to be happy and having a good time. Lucy had invited around thirty guests, mostly friends and colleagues, and some of her favoured clients. I felt slightly jealous as Lynn and Amy had also invited a handful of their friends. I recognised a few people from work, but I appeared to be the only person at the party without a particular friend. Nevertheless I was enjoying myself. For the first hour or so Lucy and I were just like your normal married couple, she clung to my arm as we mingled and it was as if she had turned back the clock a few months. I felt proud, having such a beautiful wife to show off to everyone.

Around nine thirty a smooth looking, tanned man of around thirty years old approached us. He was very good looking and I immediately took a dislike to him.

He shook my hand and introduced himself "hello, you must be John. I'm Mario. I've heard all about you," he said in a thick Italian accent. He was very charming and I could see that Lucy liked him. That made me like him even less.

After a few minutes of polite conversation between the three of us I was called away by somebody needing ice from the kitchen. When I returned Lucy and Mario were still talking. I thought they must be discussing business. I thought it best to give them some privacy, so I tried to mingle with the other guests.

You have a beautiful house Lucy," Mario said.

"Why thank you Mario," she replied. She liked Mario, she could easily fancy him. But her main concern this evening was the fact he was a client who could earn her a huge bonus.

"But I think not as beautiful as you," he said leaning in closer.

Lucy smiled at the compliment "and I think you are a flatterer," she said

"Your husband is a very lucky man" he said gesturing toward John with the hand which held his whiskey glass, "but If I were him, I would not leave your side. I think, maybe I would be jealous with so many other men here," he now ran his other hand down her back to rest upon her ass.

"John and I trust one another. Besides we have a special understanding," Lucy made no move to avoid Mario's questing hand.

"You do?" he asked as his fingers slid slowly between her buttocks.

"Yes we do" she said as she turned to face Mario, "John does exactly what I tell him and I do whatever I want" she smiled.

"I'm happy to hear that" he whispered as he moved closer to Lucy, their lips were just a few inches apart "I was hoping to experience your special negotiating skills that Stephen has told me about"

"We'll talk business later Mario, and I promise you, you will have never been negotiated like you will be tonight" she said huskily, pushing her breasts against Mario's chest.

"I hope you aren't going to monopolise our lovely hostess all night?" a voice interrupted them.

"Oh Stephen are you jealous?" Lucy said, moving apart from Mario. She turned to face Stephen "We were just talking shop," she kissed his cheek and playfully ran her hand over his crotch.

"Oh no, I'm never jealous. I just need some information. Tell me Lucy, who is that lovely creature over there?" he asked pointing with a jerk of his chin.

Lucy followed Stephens gaze "that's Lynn, she's my housekeeper," she told him.

"I thought your husband was condemned to cleaning the house," he said and turned to look at her again.

"Yes that's correct," she replied and then smiled "perhaps a more accurate job description for Lynn would be slave trainer".

Stephen smiled knowingly "I see. I was thinking, maybe it would be entertaining to watch a little show, you and Lynn together perhaps?" he said.

Lucy laughed loud "well, you really get straight to the point....hmm... maybe. But I might have a better idea, why don't you make your way to my bedroom in ten minutes and I'll see what I can arrange," she said.

"Am I invited? "Mario asked.

"I'm afraid not this time Mario. But don't worry, I promise you won't leave here tonight disappointed," she kissed him lightly, letting her tongue run along his lips. He responded by caressing her ass.

"Oh Lucy, you made me jump. Is everything alright?" Lynn said when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes everything's perfect. Tell me Lynn, what do you think of Amy?"

Lynn looked over to where the dark haired woman was talking to Barry.

"Amy? she's lovely, why?" she shrugged., puzzled as to why Lucy was asking.

"Do you fancy her? " Lucy asked.

"Why would I fancy her? why do you want to know?" Lynn said. She was concerned as to where this conversation was going.

"Oh come on Lynn, it's a simple enough question: do you fancy her?" Lucy pressed.

Lynn sipped her wine "of coarse I fancy her, wouldn't anyone?" it was no secret that Lynn was gay.

Lucy stroked Lynn's arm to reassure her. Although she continually told herself she didn't fancy women she had wondered what it would be like to take the young woman to bed, she fully intended to find out in the near future.

"Yes I supposed so" she replied, briefly picturing those times she had gasped in pleasure under Amy's ministrations " look, I don't really have time to beat around the bush so I'll speak straight. Stephen, my boss" she continued, nodding toward where he was talking to Mario "he's expressed a desire to watch two women making out, and he particularly likes you".

"How nice for him" Lynn said sarcastically. Then turning to Lucy added more friendly "the thing is Lucy..... Well, I'd jump at the chance of going with Amy, but I certainly don't want an audience".

"I can perfectly understand your reservations Lynn. But please, you must realise, he's vary important to me, and so he's very important to you. I like to keep him happy, and if Stephen's happy, I'm happy. Of course, there would be a substantial reward for both of us," Lucy explained.

Lynn wasn't sure whether to feel insulted or not. Being offered money for sex like that smacked of prostitution. But surely, Lucy wouldn't get her into anything untoward would she? She really liked Lucy, she had in fact often fantasized about seducing the sexy redhead, and she certainly didn't want to jeopardize the ridiculously excessive wage she got for doing such a fantastic job. She couldn't afford to fall out with Lucy, and would it really hurt if she agreed? maybe she could just pretend she was alone with Amy, after all it would only be one old man.... Okay, I'll do it, she thought.

"Okay I'll do it" she said

"Wonderful. I knew I could count on you Lynn. Just give me one minute, I'll be back" Lucy was overjoyed.

"Just so you know," Lynn caught Lucy's arm before she could move away "I'm not doing this for him or the money, I'm doing this for you," Lynn told her. Lucy felt genuinely touched. She turned toward Lynn, she smiled and hugged her tightly, then she kissed her on the mouth softly and lingeringly.

"Thank you Lynn, that really means a lot to me," she said huskily. She turned to go but Lynn stopped her again.

"What if Amy says no? what if she doesn't want me?" she asked.

"Don't worry about Amy," Lucy told her as she stroked Lynn's face tenderly "she'll do as she's told,......haven't you noticed? just give Amy an order, tell her to make coffee or something and her panties become damp," she turned to go again but again Lynn stopped her.

"Does this make me a prostitute Lucy?" she asked.

Lucy smiled sadly.

"No my love, it doesn't. It means you're a slut just like me," she turned to go but then turned and said

"By the way, trust me, the things that girl can do with her tongue will drive you wild".

I was somewhat bored, and talking to Barry ten minutes later when Lucy approached us.

"John, Amy's feeling ill so Lynn and I are taking her upstairs to my room. I think it's just something she ate, but we'll let her have a lie down for a while. Can I leave you to make sure everyone is kept happy? I'll be back down as soon as I can," she kissed me on the cheek and left before I could composed a reply.

"Lucy, is there anything I can do?" Barry called after her.

She turned and answered as if she were talking to an annoying child "no, nothing Barry, you just enjoy yourself"

Barry looked crestfallen. I rather suspected he had a crush on Lucy. I felt sorry for him in a way. He may have my job but he would never have my wife.

Lucy opened the door to her bedroom and followed the two younger women inside. She closed and locked the door. Stephen sat on a small sofa facing the foot of the bed, he smiled and stood as the three females entered.

"Stephen, I think you know Amy, and this is Lynn," Lucy introduced them.

"Ah yes, the beautiful twosome. I'm sure it will be a pleasure getting to know you," he shook their hands in a formal manner.

Both girls smiled nervously. Amy took Lynn's hand as if seeking comfort and waited for instructions.

Lucy put her arms around both girls shoulders. With her head between theirs, she whispered,

"why don't you both go to the bed and just do what comes naturally. Just pretend we are not here,"

She sat down next to Stephen as Lynn led Amy to the bed.

The two girls faced one another. They were both obviously nervous. They placed their hands on each others hips and began to sway, as if to some unheard music. Soon they were kissing, their tongues exploring the others mouth. Lynn's hands moved over Amy's body. They seemed to forget they had an audience as they moved against each other, their mouths locked together in a passionate kiss, their lips never parting.

Without taking their hands or mouths off one another they climbed onto the bed. They began to undress each other and soon they were left wearing only panties. As they lay on the bed Lynn concentrated on kissing and sucking Amys breasts. Amy lifted her hips and removed her own knickers as Lynn's left hand found it's way between the other girls thighs.

Lucy was spellbound watching the two girls and incredibly turned on. She jumped slightly as Stephen grabbed the back of her head with his hand and pulled her toward him. Watching the two women on the bed from the corner of her eye Lucy undid Stephens fly to release his erection. She lowered her head and licked around the bulbous head before sliding her mouth over and down the shaft slowly.

Lucy continued to watch the girls as much as she could while she moved her mouth up and down Stephen's penis. Feeling so aroused she couldn't resist pushing her right hand into her panties to sink two fingers into her sopping pussy, causing her to moan lustily around Stephens prick, "god she would be in heaven if she could only have a huge cock to replace her fingers" she thought. Watching the girls was more sexy than she could ever have imagined and the feel of Stephen in her mouth made her realise how much she had grown to love sucking cock. She pushed her head all the way down to take Stephen deep into her throat. As she sucked she idly wondered what effect swallowing a daily dose of sperm was having on her body.

Meanwhile Lynn and Amy were naked. They were now oblivious of their audience as they lay facing one another. They had their legs entwined grinding pussy against pussy. Lynn's hand roughly kneaded Amy's breast as she sucked greedily on amys tongue. Amy's nails dug hard into Lynn's back as her orgasm approached, her body stiffened and she mashed her lips hard on Lynn's face as she climaxed.

She came down from her shuddering high and clung tightly to Lynn, who was still moving her hips against her. Lynn hadn't climaxed and Amy still wanted another orgasm. She managed to untangle her limbs and raise herself up, she turned around into a sixty nine position above Lynn. Immediately she buried her face in Lynn's crotch, causing the younger girl to throw her head back in ecstasy in reaction to Amy's wonderful mouth. She then dived forward to return the favour, lapping and sucking deeply.

Stephen was enthralled by the spectacle before him. He pushed Lucy's head down on his cock hard with one hand, as he crushed and twisted her breast with the other, using all his strength, he wanted to underline the power he held over her. He climaxed and virtually exploded down her throat, filling her airways with his hot salty load.

Lucy gagged and swallowed as much as she could, trying to clear her throat. She writhed and struggled in pain from the abuse Stephen was inflicting to her breast. eventually Stephen relaxed the pressure and Lucy was able to lift her head, tears ran down her face. She had thought she was going to suffocate, she gasped for breath as drool and cum ran from her mouth over Stephens half erect penis. He looked down to see the mess and pushed Lucy's face back toward it. She knew her duty, she licked and kissed him, cleaning away the sticky mess.

The two girls on the bed were cuddling and kissing in their sexual afterglow. Stephen smiled happily. it had been one of the best shows he had ever seen. It had been the real thing and not just poor acting like some tacky strip show turn. Yes he was happy, and all the more so because he had degraded the beautiful and proud Lucy at the same time. Life was good he thought as he stood and zippered himself up. He left the room without a word or a backward glance.

"How is she?" John asked Lucy when his wife returned to the party.

"Amy's fine. Lynn's with her. I think they will be down soon," she told him.

"Good, I was a little worried, though not particularly because it was Amy," he added quickly.

Lucy smiled "he's such a good man bless him," she thought and felt a small twinge of guilt for all she had put him through.

"You sound a bit croaky, are you okay?" John asked her, he looked concerned.

"Oh, its alright, just a bit of a sore throat. I think I swallowed something I shouldn't have," Lucy said holding back a giggle.

"Would you like me to get you a drink?" John asked as he caressed her neck gently.

"Oh yes please. I've got a taste in my mouth that I just can't seem to get rid of. A white wine would be nice, but not too large. I still have the meeting with the Italians later and I think it might just get a bit tiring," she said.

"You work too hard Lucy. Why not let Stephen or Barry do it? you could do with a rest," he told her.

"I'll be okay" she said "they insisted they only wanted to deal with me. Apparently there are things that I bring to the table that no one else can. Oh well I suppose we'd better get on with it. Don't worry about my drink darling, I'll get myself something. I'll go see if they are ready, would you make sure we are not disturbed my sweet"

"Of course. Don't concern yourself about anything out here, you just go in there and kick ass," John said, Lucy hugged him and kissed him hard on the mouth.

"I really love you, " she said, then left to talk with Lynn.

Lucy found Lynn as she came through the door with Amy. She looked at her assistant guiltily but spoke to Lynn.

"I'm going to my office now. I want you to make sure nobody disturbs us, especially John. Just keep him busy serving drinks or something, or maybe have him tidy the kitchen. I don't want him enjoying himself just because I am," she instructed.

Lynn said to leave everything in her hands.

Lucy then went to find Barry. She needed sex desperately. Stephen, as usual, had used her and left her frustrated. She was angry with him for hurting her. She realised some time ago that he was becoming more and more rough in his treatment of her, and she knew it was only a matter of time before he really hurt her. She hated pain but also knew deep inside that she couldn't resist him, or stop anything he wanted to do to her.

She had felt humiliated by Stephen, she was angry and in her frustration she had tried to sake her lust on Amy. Pulling the naked girl roughly away from Lynn, Lucy had knelt astride the girls stomach. She laughed as she grabbed the unresisting girls nipples. She began twisting and pulling, causing Amy to cry out. Releasing one nipple she reached behind her and began slapping the poor girls pussy wildly. She knew she couldn't hurt Stephen but she wanted her revenge and Amy was a convenient substitute. She growled as she struck out blindly, wanting to hurt somebody, anybody. Suddenly there were arms around her, holding her. Someone was kissing her cheek and ear, whispering, cooing soothing words. Lucy stopped slapping, she turned her head to see Lynn talking to her. Lucy was crying. She slowly came to her senses and released Amy's nipple, then she slumped and cried into Lynn's shoulder as the young girl held her.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I hate him, I hate what he does to me, I hate what he's turned me into. Do you see what I've become?" she said between sobs, she lifted her head and looked at Lynn as the tears ran down her face.

"I love John so much. Why am I doing this to him? I should go down and tell him everything, tell Stephen to fuck off," she said

Lynn stroked Lucy's hair gently and kissed her brow. Now was not the time to start doubting their plan. Lynn was enjoying her life and intended to carry on what they were doing. She already had command of the house in Lucy's absence, and could see no reason why she couldn't progress to something more. John was becoming as much her slave as he was Lucy's, and she planned to have Amy under her control as well. Having tasted the life of luxury that came with working with Lucy she wanted more. She knew, with careful planning and some cunning she could be mistress of this house and all within it. She just needed to keep Lucy on track.

"There now, just relax. You're angry that's all. You've put a lot of time and effort into this and we are so close now. Just forget Stephen. don't let something like this undo everything you've achieved. I know you love John, we all do! But you know this is the best thing for him: he needs your control. Anybody can see how he worships you, he wants to be your slave. You see how willingly he accepts everything you do to him" she wiped Lucy's tears away with her thumb and taking her face in both hands she kissed Lucy tenderly on the mouth. Still holding Lucy's face she told her "be strong, go downstairs. Find Barry and the Italians. Do what you planned: get yourself fucked good and proper. Work out your hurt on them: do it the way you enjoy.

Lucy had calmed down somewhat. She sniffed and wiped her eyes. Lynn was right: they had come too for to stop now, John had become so submissive and she herself had grown into a true dominant. She now enjoyed, even needed to inflict pain and humiliation on her husband. The more he submitted to her, the more she wanted to make him suffer. She also loved the sex she was now getting. She freely admitted she was a complete slut: she didn't care who she had sex with, she just wanted others to use her. Having a cock in her mouth or pussy now seemed like an obsession, and denying John any relief only made her more excited. She nodded in acceptance. She would take Lynn's advice. She looked at Amy who was sitting hugging a pillow.

"I'm so sorry Amy" she said and stroked the younger woman's arm, then to Lynn she said, "you're right Lynn. I don't need Stephens consent to enjoy myself, I'm not going to let him rule my life. I want an orgasm and I will have one. In fact I'm going to have lots. There are three men downstairs just waiting to give them to me" she declared.

She kissed Lynn long and tenderly on the lips, then climbed off the bed, Amy watched the two of them kiss. She felt a surge of jealousy, but she wasn't sure which one she was jealous of.

Lucy led the way into her office. Then closed and locked the door after Barry and the two Italian clients had entered. Mario and Claude stood with glasses in their hands while Barry sat down in a leather armchair.