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I could feel Susan's eyes boring into me. She was already mentally devouring me. I could picture her tongue inside me. I hated sex with women, but I knew what Bill wanted, and was already getting hot. Bill took out the ping pong paddle (my favorite), and started to rub it seductively across my ass. Normally, I would have a vibrator or two in me by now, and his hands would have worked my nipple into hard points. But right now, I was just a prop for Bill to seduce Susan.

Bill put the paddle down, and got undressed. Susan's lust got the better of her, and she started to reach for me. Bill grabbed her hand before she could make contact, and guided it to his dick. "Rule number one. My pleasure comes first." For a second, she looked like a frightened rabbit, but eventually, she slowly sank to her knees. I could barely here her whispered "yes master."

Bill rummaged through the drawers, and found a dog collar and leash. He moved his office chair directly in front of me, and placed the collar around Susan's neck. And lead her over to the chair, where he fastened the other end of the leash. He sat down, and waited for her to start. As her lips reached for him, I felt a wave of jealousy crash over me.

When he was finished, Bill switched our positions. Susan was fastened over the stool in the stilettos, and I was in the dog collar. Bill placed cushions on the chair, and secured my legs over the arms of the chair, and wheeled me beneath her hungry mouth. Bill warned her not to begin until she felt the first stroke of the paddle.

Bill paddled her, and she ate me. I was devastated. She was getting the spanking that I wanted. She had the pleasure of tasting him. And to rub salt in the wound, I had to endure being eaten by a woman. Despite all this negativity, I eventually came. Bill stopped the spanking, untied me, and took me over to the couch.

He was already worked up again. He placed me face down, with a pile of pillows under my stomach. I felt him spreading lube on my butt. He rammed himself into my pussy once to get coated with my juices, and then fucked my ass. His hands reached around and played freely with my nipples and clit. I came several times before he did. He led me to the shower, where we washed each other.

Once we were finished, Bill untied Susan, and told her she could use the shower if she wanted, and take the rest of the day. Bill took me to lunch, and afterward explained to me his intention to involve Susan regularly, if she was game. He made it clear that I didn't have a say in the matter. Susan's lust for me was even greater after her little taste, and she was quite happy to participate. Eventually Bill started to invite her to dinner, and home with us.

And that's how we became a family of three.

Chapter 4 -- Puppy Play

Even before Susan came to join us, Bill had hired a trainer to explore puppy play. We worked with the trainer an hour or two here and there, and even went to a retreat for the whole weekend once. Bill found it interesting, but never considered it a turn on. In fact, Bill never wanted anything sexual from me during puppy play.

Every once in a while, however, Bill got in the mood for it. Sometimes we would go to a nightclub, and find someone who wanted to be with Susan or I desperately enough to consent to be dressed as a dog for the night or the weekend. Other times he would get either Susan or I to dress up, but most often, he would barter with someone at the club. But my favorite was the Bill used it to teach someone a lesson.

One of our suppliers was a man named Tony. Tony was the type that most people would call a pig, and that's being insulting to the pig. Tony was obscenely overweight, and did nothing to try to hide or control his weight. His clothes always looked as if he had slept in them, and his beard looked even worse, and was often drunk, especially after lunch.

But worst of all, Tony considered himself to be God's gift to women. Every time that he came to the office, he ogled all the women, and propositioned them with rude comments. All of the female clerical staff tried to make themselves scarce when he was coming. This did not sit well with Bill, so despite the fact that his company had the best price for a high quality product, Bill switched suppliers.

We were preparing for a huge contract, one that if we played our cards right would lead to expansion. Some of our suppliers had already warned us that they might not be able to supply the volume we needed on short notice. Bill was conducting an open call for suppliers to handle the overflow. For one week, Bill and I spent all day in our offices interviewing potential suppliers. No appointment was needed, as long as you arrived before we left, we stayed to see you.

Wednesday was a particularly long day, and we stayed very late. I had just finished interviewing one supplier, and the last one was already in Bill's office. Everyone was gone except for Bill, Susan and myself. I went back into my office, and started making notes on the people I had interviewed that day, while I waited for Bill to finish his interview. I had left my door ajar, and heard a noise coming from the outer office.

I exited my office to find Tony, drunker than ever, pinning Susan to her chair. One hand was groping her breasts, while the other tried to push up her skirt. He was drooling all over her face. I ordered him to stop, and yelled for Bill. By the time Bill came out, Tony was now on me, pinning me against a wall, with my hands above my head. As Bill entered the outer office, Tony had found the catch to my skirt, and it slid to the floor.

Bill got Tony's attention, and he let me go. Tony started to babble about Bill needing to learn to share, but I wasn't really listening. I grabbed Susan and we made for my office, and locked the door. I hadn't even picked up my skirt, and since I didn't know who was in the other office, we couldn't go in there. The connecting door didn't lock, so together, Susan and I pushed a heavy chair in front of it. A short time later, Bill came to get us.

Over dinner that night, Bill told us that he had invited Tony for the weekend. He was to arrive at 9 AM, and to be sober. If he followed orders for 24 hours, he would be allowed to touch one of us. Susan and I had misgivings about this, but Bill assured us that everything would work out.

Tony arrived promptly, and Bill told him to strip. Tony did so happily, expecting Susan and I to be next. Instead, Bill ordered us to "dress him". Before Tony knew what was happening, his hands were locked into paws. Bill ordered him to kneel. Tony refused.

Bill then showed him his signed confession to the incidents that happened in the office. It was witnessed by the supplier who had been in Bill's office at the time. Bill also had a signed witness statement from the supplier attesting to the events. Bill then explained his terms. Tony would play our game for 24 hours. He would earn points and demerits based on his behavior, and his score would determine his reward at the end. If he tried to leave before the 24 hours was up, the evidence would be turned over to the police, and he would be arrested for forcible touching.

He reluctantly knelt, and his knees were fitted with paws that would keep his knees from extending enough for him to walk upright. He was fitted with a tail, and a muzzle that was also a penis gag, both of which contained vibrators. A collar and a leash completed the outfit. Each time he tried to refuse, he was reminded of his confession, and the fact that he was earning demerits faster than rewards.

I was given the honor of the first walk, and lead Tony to a tree in the back corner of the yard, removed the tail, and told him to do his business. He refused at first, but once I explained that it would be awhile before he earned another break, and that he wouldn't like the punishment for accidents, he complied. I found myself getting aroused at the power I had over him.

I brought him back to the playroom, and he was locked onto the horse, which had been set up facing the bed in the playroom. The vibrators were activated, and Bill explained the rules of the first game. Tony would watch the three of us having sex for three hours, and was not permitted to cum. If any accidents occurred, the show would be stopped while he cleaned up his mess. The time it took to clean up the mess would be added to the time remaining when the show stopped.

We started with Bill fucking me while eating Susan, we switched positions, and played with the speed on the vibrators. At one time, Susan and I sat just out of his reach kissing each other passionately. He made it about one hour before the first accident. He was taken off the horse, the muzzle was removed, and he was ordered to clean the mess with his tongue. He was reluctant, but a gentle reminder of the consequences got him going. It took him twenty minutes to clean the mess, and Bill told him he would also receive twenty bare handed spanks after the show.

There were two more interruptions before the show finished. Each time he made it longer and longer, and was quicker, and quicker to clean up the mess, but he earned ten swats with the ping pong paddle, and 5 with the cane. While Bill was supervising the cleaning of the second mess, Susan and I prepared snacks, which we enjoyed while we continued the show. I think watching us eat was more of a torture than anything else we dreamed up.

Eventually the show was over, and Tony had earned a meal. The day before I had bought some ground beef, browned it, and added gravy. We had also purchased the largest dog bowl we could find. I heated the concoction, placed it in the bowl, and brought it downstairs on a tray, accompanied by an empty dog food container. Tony was still secured to the horse, so I placed it on a table in front of him, removed the muzzle, and instructed him that we wouldn't continue until he had finished.

I went upstairs, and joined Bill and Susan for lunch. After lunch, Bill had Susan clean up, while Bill took me to his room for a little private time. Afterward, we all went downstairs, and Tony received his swats, and Susan took him for a walk. We played more games with Tony, and with each new game, he became more contrite and well behaved. When the 24 hours were up, Tony's score was tallied, and he had earned a kiss from each of us. We simultaneously gave him a peck on each cheek, and went upstairs to clean up.

The company had arrangements with a local gym for a group rate. Bill arranged to pay Tony's membership for one year, plus three weekly sessions with a personal trainer, and a monthly appointment with a nutritionist. Bill also gave Tony the card of a life style coach he knew, and suggested he look into AA. Bill felt that if Tony took better care of himself, and treated women with respect, he would be quite the ladies' man. Bill warned Tony that he would be keeping an eye on him, and if he didn't try to shape up, our little experiment would be repeated, and that even worse tortures could be dreamed up.

Once we were cleaned up, Bill instructed us to go down to the playroom, and wait. We were down there for a while, when we heard the doorbell ring. We were startled, because we did not realize that we were expecting company. Bill entered the playroom with Jack, his last appointment from Saturday. It turns out that Jack is part of the life, and Bill promised him a reward for his help. After two hours of play, Bill told us to go upstairs and put on something nice. We went out to eat, I was on Bill's arm, and Susan on Jack's, like a group out on a double date.

Jack became one of our biggest suppliers, as well as one of Bill's best friends. He was always welcome to play with us when he came by for business. As for Tony, we never heard from him again, but we hoped that he had gotten his life together.

Chapter 5 -- The Christmas Party

Bill wanted to throw a really big Christmas party to celebrate the upcoming project. The party was not only to be for staff, but our suppliers as well. Bill was still tied up coming to terms with the new suppliers, and finding a manufacturing location, so he left the party planning to me.

With Susan's help, I found a beautiful place. We selected a menu, and hired a DJ. Susan was in charge of mailing invitations to our suppliers. I designed posters to let our staff know the details. Bill had decided to close the office the day of the party. The date was set for the Thursday before Christmas.

The warehouse hunt was taking most of Bill's attention. We needed a location that we could rent for just the expected length of the project, but would be available for purchase if things went really well. All of the vendor contracts were signed. Bill found two abandoned properties that were adjacent to each other, and signed a lease on one of the buildings for the six months we would need it. He had also come to terms for an option to buy each building later if we needed it.

The day of the party came. Bill and I were on top of the world, and we had a private celebration at home before the party. The party was set for 5, but Bill, Susan and I arrived early to ensure that everything was perfect. The catering staff had everything well in hand, so we just tried to stay out of the way till our guests started arriving.

I don't remember drinking all that much, but my memory of the night is very hazy. When I came to, I was at home, on the horse. Bill and Susan took turns recapping my inexcusable behavior. My punishment would be to spend 24 hours at their mercy. This would be the first time that he had Susan dominate me.

They started the same way we had started with Tony, forcing me to watch them make love. Something broke inside me watching them. I hadn't felt any jealousy towards Susan in a long time, we had become like sisters. But today it consumed me. Bill wasn't dominating her, but treating her as a lover, and for the first time, she seemed to be enjoying it. Tied to the horse, alone with my thoughts, I began to wonder if Bill was planning to replace me as Jimmy had.

When they were done, Bill fitted me with a ring gag, so he could enjoy me, without me receiving any pleasure. Susan lubed up my ass, and inserted a butt plug. Then I felt the ping pong paddle caress my ass, and knew Susan was about to spank me. The paddle fell. Bill counted each stroke, as he alternated pinching each tit. They stopped at 50. My butt and tits were sore. My tears were flowing, but so was pussy.

Bill slid into my mouth while Susan spread balm on my ass. Bill was being brutal, barely giving me a chance to breathe, let alone enjoy it. When Susan finished applying the balm, I felt her tongue on my sex. The more brutal Bill was, the gentler Susan was. While I often had sex with women for Bill's enjoyment, I had never enjoyed it myself. I tried not to like it, but it was no good. Eventually an orgasm overtook me, and I knew it was from Susan's magic tongue. I felt consumed by a love for her as I felt Bill's seed spill into my mouth. Bill withdrew, and removed the gag. Susan's mouth was immediately on mine with a kiss so deep and sensual, I wished for it to go back to work on my pussy.

They untied me, and told me to go upstairs and shower. As I stepped in the shower, I was awash in a confusion of thoughts and emotions. I was convinced that I was losing Bill to Susan, and to make matters worse, I was falling in love with Susan. I always knew that Bill wasn't really mine, after all he was still legally married to Mary, but I liked our arrangement, and didn't want it to end.

When I got out of the shower, I found a sexy French maid costume, vibrator, butt plug, penis gag, nipple weights. I didn't need the note they left to tell me to put everything on. They had gone out shopping, and for a romantic dinner, but would keep an eye on me from the security cameras. They left a list of chores for me to complete before they finished dinner.

Every hour, I would hear a bell chime. I would then need to go to the playroom, where they had set up a blanket, and video camera. I was to turn on the camera, lay on the blanket, and masturbate to orgasm. Any failure would be punished. When the first bell chimed, I went to the playroom. There was another note next to the camera, and a collection of the clip on weights. I was to put one on after each session. A diagram showed where each weight was to go. The first went on my clit.

All day I cleaned. I didn't know when they planned to finish dinner, so I worked as fast and hard as I could. At the same time I knew if I failed to clean anything properly, that would also be punished as a failure. The vibrators went off unexpectedly. The additional weights became more and more distracting. My pussy was becoming raw from all the attention, and it was taking longer and longer to bring myself off.

As I went to the playroom yet again, my phone rang. It was Bill. He and Susan had been watching. Dinner was over, and they were ready to come home. He was very disappointed that I hadn't finished yet. Since I wasn't done yet, there was no point in coming home, they would go to a hotel instead. From this point on, every minute earned me a bare hand spank, and every hour earned 5 with the ping pong paddle. I was also now to walk to and from the playroom on all fours. I was instructed to call Bill when I finished.

I had lost track of time hours before this. I plodded on. The bell seemed to be going off more and more often. I finally finished, but before I could call him, the bell went off again, and I headed to the playroom. Just as I got there, he called me. "Aren't you done yet?"

"Yes sir. But the bell sounded before I could call you." Bill instructed me to perform my show one last time, and then to clean the toys and put them away. They were just finishing breakfast. I was permitted to shower while I waited for them, but not to eat, dress, or sleep.

I was in the shower when they came in. Susan entered the shower, and pushed me to my knees. As the day wore on, I had been fantasizing about her more than Bill. I greedily pulled her toward me, but as my tongue dove in, I realized that she was full of Bill's sperm. "Be a good girl, and clean everything out. Mommy wants to be nice and clean for daddy."

When I was done, I scrubbed her body, and washed her hair. She exited, and Bill entered. I went to my knees without being asked. As I started to clean Bill, I could taste her sex. I was thankful for the running water of the shower, as it hid my tears.

Since the game had lasted longer than the original planned 24 hours, it was decided that the punishments could wait. There were so many, that Bill decided they would be spread out. Each night after dinner, I would receive 60 bare hand, and 5 ping pong paddle spanks until I had received them all. Susan would administer the punishments, and afterward, I would thank them by bringing them both off. Bill suspended the punishments on Christmas while we exchanged gifts.

Bill gave us both so many nice things, and we both showed him our thanks. When I returned to my room that night, I found one more gift from Bill. It was a matching bra and panty set made of a sheer fabric that perfectly matched my skin tone. The nipples and crotch had been removed. The note read "To enhance your beauty." Once again I wondered if Bill was no longer turned on by my nakedness as he had once been.

Bill was planning a surprise for me, but it was one I never saw coming.

Chapter 6 -- Josh

After New Year's, we began interviews for the additional staff we would need. Bill interviewed candidates for the technical positions, while I interviewed those looking for clerical positions. We had several criteria that we were looking for in each position. In addition to a necessary skill set, we needed people who understood that this was a temporary assignment, but were also open to the possibility of becoming permanent employees.