A Wife Watchers Tale Ch. 04

"Has she pleased you Sheik?", Johnson asked.

The Sheik said that she had, and looked enquiringly at Keith. Johnson told him to stand up and bend over for inspection.

"This is my new plaything, perhaps you would like fuck his nice tight arse?"

Keith trembled at the thought but the Arab said that he was too tired - that would have to wait for another time, and after returning to the bedroom to get dressed he left, without any further discussion.

"You see what a good girl your wife is and how she pleases me. She is very well rewarded - the best clothes, fine restaurants, top hotels and the company of wealthy men. You may see her and play at husband, but don't dare to try any sexual activity with her without my express permission. Is that understood?

To make myself clear you may go into the bedroom and say hello and examine her carefully, but don't touch her, I own her, she is my personal property. You are then to kneel between her thighs and lick her clean, while I watch."

Keith protested that this was too much and absolutely cruel, but he reminded him of the solemn agreement made only a short while before in front of a witness, and so with tears in his eyes he went into the bedroom.

Delia, his own dear wife was laying back on raised pillows and looked at him in recognition, but said nothing. She had obviously been prepared for this scenario in advance and he drunk in her voluptuous loveliness.

One small sign gave him hope for the future; he noticed some loose tissues by the side of the bed and realised that, as sign of compassion, she had wiped some of the male cum from her pussy.

Her breasts were indeed much larger than he remembered, with long nipples, which he was stunned to see had been pierced and fitted with gold rings and joined by a gold chain. This was in the days before breast implants but expensive treatments were available to achieve the desired result. Around her left ankle she wore a gold chain with an inscription, denoting her to all and sundry as a whore and Johnson's personal property.

Whore she may be, but the result was a beautiful, desirable, fuck toy. He couldn't help the surge of desire and knelt willingly between her lovely thighs, pushing them wide apart. Somehow, he was able to overcome his distaste and started to lick the gooey mixture of male cum and female juices.

Suddenly, he was pulled away from her and told to sit on the bedside chair and watch. Johnson had clearly been highly aroused by his obedience and this sexual display, and had removed his expensive silk gown and stood beside the bed. Now Keith saw that this powerful man was more than well equipped for the role he played.

His erect cock was truly magnificent, long, fat and rock hard and he saw that this was a true Alpha male, and he was about to show him just what that meant.

He motioned for Delia to get up and positioned her on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed. Without pausing, he thrust his massive cock deep into her cunt, causing her to cry out, but she quickly caught herself and, as properly trained, began to moan with pleasure, begging him to fuck her really hard.

He needed no bidding and with extraordinary control continued to piston in and out while slapping her pendulous tits and pulling hard on the rings through her erect nipples.

After what seemed an age he withdrew, not to cum, but to pull her cheeks apart and force his beautiful cock right into her delightful arse. It was obvious to Keith that she must have been regularly stretched and trained to just accept, with pleasure, any hard cock forced into her secret hole.

Keith thought that he would die with frustration as he tried not to react to this wanton display of total sexual domination of them both, but he knew that he dare not cum, even though pre-cum was running down his hard erection.

As he watched, he saw Johnson clench his buttocks and he withdrew, to spurt his precious seed over her quivering cheeks, arse and cunt. She knew full well not to speak or move until instructed but instead he turned to Keith.

"Now let us see if you can perform for your Master as well as your wife - lick up all this glorious spunk and make sure that you don't waste any. The holy grail for a cuckold is to be allowed to lick his wife's lovers cum from her soaking wet cunt and arse; make sure you please me with your performance."

Keith could see and feel that this was indeed the ultimate humiliation, and that he was just a worthless object to serve Johnson's every wish. In this state of mind, he willingly and without a word of protest, knelt on the floor and kissed, sucked and licked until every drop was consumed.

Johnson had watched with a smiling look at Keith's subjugation and with pleasure that he was now yet a further tool for him and his friends to enjoy at will. He expressed his satisfaction at Keith's performance and after telling Delia to go upstairs to bed and await his further needs, he instructed him to return to Maggie.

He laughed out loud and said that he had no doubt that she would amuse herself with him for many hours.

Keith slipped across the covered way and rang the bell, but she kept him waiting, until at last she opened the door. He feared the very worst, but in fact she had a surprise for him.

She was dressed in a conservative skirt and blouse, was well made up and her hair was neat and attractive. She smiled at his obvious surprise and told him to take a shower and get dressed. When he came back down, he saw that the table had been laid for a light supper, with an open bottle of wine and two glasses and she bid him to relax and enjoy his supper.

As they ate together she began to make herself clear. She had been anticipating, with pleasure, the chance to humiliate him as she had when he was last at her home, and thought what a pleasure it would be to enjoy herself at his expense. However, after their brief encounter earlier and being aware what was going on with Johnson in her absence, she had time to realise the implications of what she had begun, both during his time in Egypt and earlier that day.

She had been instrumental in encouraging Delia to start her relationship with Johnson and the whole affair had developed its own momentum, but having had time to realise just what had gone on between, Delia, Johnson and herself, she saw that it was a degenerate downward spiral and that perhaps she could be the agent to stop it.

He was amazed but deeply grateful that she had seen the problems that she had initiated and was prepared to seek a possible solution. She confirmed that Johnson was planning a very important dinner meeting for the coming weekend, with his two business partners and their wives to try to resolve some problems that had recently developed and which needed resolution.

She didn't and couldn't explain, but it became clear to him that Johnson's business interests were based on some seriously fraudulent practices, but that recent developments were threatening his business empire. The dinner was to be a meeting to resolve issues between the partners and everything had to run very smoothly.

Keith's arrival and induction meant that both Delia and Keith could be used as pawns in the game. He had already informed Maggie that she was to brief the caterers to provide a splendid dinner with the finest wines, and that Delia and Keith would be the servants and subject to whatever demands that might, and almost certainly would, be placed upon them.

Maggie also told him that she had been in contact with a young woman called Joan, who had been at school with Delia and who had been instrumental in involving her in a very risqué party while he was away.

She had subsequently trained as a marriage counselor specialising in sexual problems and Maggie had asked her to help in breaking free from Johnson and his evil influence. It was going to be difficult after all that had gone on, but they had to make a start. Her plan was for them to go ahead with playing their respective roles at the dinner party, but soon after meet with Joan and her supervisor and try to find a resolution.

She told him that Delia had been devastated by her own feelings and realised what a dreadful position she had put the whole family in by going so far down this evil path. Above all, she had realised how much she truly loved Keith, and wanted to try to find a way to begin again.

Finally, she suggested that they go to bed to rest and discuss it further in the morning. He was still on de-mobilisation leave so had plenty of time. It appeared that Delia had taken Susan, their daughter, to visit her sister for a couple of days and so his time was his own and he certainly needed the rest.

When he awoke, he realised what great news it was that a way might be found out of this difficult situation, and he made his mind up to work with Maggie to the best of his ability, since she was the key to the whole thing.

She had prepared breakfast and after a leisurely coffee together, he went off to do a few errands and promised to be back for evening. They ate dinner together but then she had yet a further surprise. She explained that since his return she had been fantasising about a sex game with him and that she wanted him to agree to carry it out this very night, as a last throw of the dice before closing the whole adventure forever.

In view of the serious manner in which she proposed to proceed in solving their mutual problems, this proposal seemed highly incongruous, but he really did need her on his side so, without actually knowing what he was getting into, he agreed.

They cleared away from dinner and sat down so that she could give him instructions, which he must obey to the letter. The game would begin now and would last until morning, when the whole thing would be over and forgotten - never to be spoken of again. Once again, he had to signify his agreement and promise of silence.

They were ready, she told him that, once again, he was her slave and servant and must address her as Mistress. After this high tension build up, he was excited by the humiliation which was bound to follow, and couldn't wait to continue.

She told him that she would go into the drawing room and in her absence, he was to sneak into her bedroom and get undressed. He was then to go through her drawers and wardrobe and select some of her most frilly and feminine clothes and, as far as possible, dress himself as a woman. He would find some open back high heels which should just fit. He was even to apply some make up and lipstick.

When he was finished, he was to masturbate into her knickers; while doing this he would be discovered and would suffer the consequences which would follow. He started to protest but she put her finger to her lips and he knew that he must continue as he had agreed to do.

He went up to her bedroom and after getting undressed, searched through her clothes. She had obviously prepared the way, because the most appropriate items were on top. He had some considerable difficulty into getting into the black stockings and matching suspender belt, but once he had done so and put on a pair of pink, frilly lace panties, he looked at himself in the full length mirror and was considerably aroused by the effect.

He decided that a bra without breasts was going too far, but he did find a short, loose dress which fitted him perfectly and when he bent over showed his arse and panties off beautifully.

She was right about the shoes and a touch of lipstick completed his task.

He didn't need to pretend with his next move, because his cock was already rampant as

he played with it with mounting pleasure. He had never understood the thrill that some men get from wearing their wife's clothes, but this experience was certainly working for him.

His timing must have been right, or she was checking up on him as he went along, because the door opened and the charade began.

"What did he think he was doing going through her drawers and soiling her beautiful underwear."

He knew exactly the role that he had to play and begged for his Mistress's forgiveness for being such a naughty boy. She was trembling with excitement and made him parade before her, lift up his dress to adjust his stocking strap and bend over to reveal his frilly panties, like a shy young girl.

When she was ready she told him to kneel before her and wank himself off. In his highly aroused state, he quickly shot spurts of cum into the lace of the panties. She told him sternly that he was a dirty little girl, to take the wet panties off and lie across her lap.

She had pulled her skirt up and he saw that she was nude underneath. The feel of his naked thighs and softening cock against the bare legs was exquisite, as she arranged his skirt high and pushed his legs wide open to stroke his bare arse

"Now you will be severely punished for your disgusting behaviour"

So saying, she began to spank him on each cheek, softly at first but progressively becoming harder until he cried out in pain. She told him that she would punish him until he cried, like the dirty little girl that he was. Pulling him off her lap she lay him on the bed and undressed him, stroking and kissing him as she did so. She then undressed herself and laying beside him kissed him long and hard.

"Now you can fuck me and fuck me for the whole night."

He was so aroused by this whole process that he did just that until he could cum no more, and slept like a child. In the morning she awoke him with a cup of tea and said.

"You are a lovely young man, you are truly a fine husband for my daughter and everything that has gone before is forgotten forever. We will never speak or do anything about it ever again"

Delia and his daughter joined him later that day and they set about building a new relationship together, but they still had coming weekend to get through. The week began well and they carried on building their relationship and not talking about what had gone on over the past year and a half, but Johnson was not finished with them yet.

On the Wednesday Maggie told them that she had spoken to Johnson and that he required them both at his house at 7.30 that evening, he didn't say for what purpose or give any specific requirements. They showered and made sure that they were scrupulously clean and carefully applied Vaseline lubricant in preparation for anything to come.

With some trepidation they attended as instructed and found Johnson sitting on his sofa and again wearing his heavy silk dressing gown.

"I have had a tiring day and I need some entertainment, so I require my two sex slaves to perform for me - get undressed!"

When they were both naked in front of him, he walked around and inspected them, carrying his riding crop as usual and whipping them casually for his amusement. He then told Delia to sit beside him so that she could also enjoy Keith's humiliation. He shrugged his robe off to reveal that he was also naked.

"You will now lick my arse and suck my cock as preparation for me to fuck you. I know that you just can't wait to have your master's cock up your arse, so come and kneel before me and ask my permission."

This was almost more than Keith could endure but it was exactly what he needed - to be ordered what to do. His own erect cock was evidence of his utter humiliation and complete submission.

"Please Master, I beg to be allowed to lick your arse and suck your beautiful cock."

"So Delia, now you can see this pathetic creature that was your husband. He has not been allowed to fuck you and I don't intend to let him, so he has turned to his feminine side and is desperate to have a cock up his arse."

So saying, he motioned to Keith to begin, which he did willingly. Although he had the experience of sucking cock a couple of times it had been nothing like this. It was all he could do to get this magnificent tool into his mouth and he nearly choked as Johnson pushed his head down to force it into his throat.

After a while he was satisfied enough and lifted and opened his legs so that Keith could access his arse and lick it thoroughly, fortunately he was very clean. Delia witnessed this obscene display with mixed emotions. Her husband was being encouraged to act like a male whore by her master and he seemed to be willing and enjoying it. On the other hand there was something deliciously lewd and exciting about it, and her cunt was sopping wet.

After a while Johnson pushed Keith away and told them to move to the adjoining bedroom. Delia assumed that she was going to watch her master fuck her husband but she was wrong, she was the one to be fucked as Johnson positioned her on the bed.

"You didn't really think I was going to waste my precious cum on this trollop did you?"

Turning to Keith, he told him to sit on a chair and watch.

He knelt over Delia and laid his still fully erect cock between her ample breasts and motioned her to press them together as he tit-fucked her, with the head of his huge knob popping into her open mouth. When he had enough of this play he rolled over and positioned her kneeling over him so that she could fuck him to orgasm, which, with his amazing stamina took some time.

He got up from the bed and had Delia lie with her thighs wide open at the end of the bed and her still open cunt wet with creamy cum.

"You see how kind I am to him Delia, once again giving him the exceptional opportunity to lick and enjoy my spunk from your juicy cunt; make sure you don't waste any."

Watching this whole thrilling sexual marathon had brought Keith to new heights of arousal, and his own spunk had already spurted from his cock over his belly, as he knelt down to do his masters bidding.

Finally, satisfied with their complete subjugation, Johnson reminded them once again of the importance of the coming weekend and sent Keith back to Maggie, before taking Delia to bed for who knows what pleasures or punishments.

The following Saturday they worked with Maggie in getting Johnson's house ready and preparing for the dinner. The man himself was not there until much later, when all the food preparation was ready and they, with some trepidation, were dressed for the occasion. Keith was wearing a stiff white collar and black bow tie - no shirt and a black apron which covered just his front down to his mid thighs. His arse was completely bare.

Delia was dressed in the complete French maid outfit but with her superb breasts, complete with nipple rings and chain, fully exposed. Needless to say, there were no panties and the skirt was wired so that it stood out and, framed by black silk stockings, exposed her arse and bare cunt at every move. Even to Keith, it was extraordinarily erotic and his cock told all.

Finally, Nigel Johnson, dressed as the complete English gentleman host, arrived to inspect every detail, including Delia and Keith. He announced himself satisfied, but warned them that they were there to serve his guests and the slightest mistake or hesitation to please, would be severely punished.

Finally the guests arrived, two men in their mid 40's, very well dressed, with their respective much younger partners The women were very attractive and sexily dressed and they laughed and cooed at their servant's appearance.

"What fun Nigel, can we play with them" they asked. Johnson replied that there was business to attend to, but after dinner they were theirs to do with as they wished. In spite of his restriction, their hands were everywhere during dinner and afterwards, as they relaxed over after dinner drinks.

Keith was under no illusions about these two men - they were two very tough guys and he trembled when one of them made him bend over in front of him and slapped his naked bottom.

"I'm going to enjoy stretching this nice piece of arse later Nigel".

Their conversation was becoming very serious as they turned to business matters, and it soon became clear that there was a real difference of opinion over money and that very large sums were involved.