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Jane - Chapter 5
As the light creped into the bedroom I stirred awake. Joe was already awake and
absently toying with my clit. The evening's festivities came back in a rush as he played
with me. I was sore all over down there but his rubbing had me wiggling my hips in no
time. He reached toward the night stand and came back with lube. I knew what that
meant. He wanted my ass. Running a lubed finger down the crack he entered my ass and
coated it. Without saying a word he crawled between my legs and pulled them up onto
his shoulders. This pulled my ass to him and he positioned his cock at the entrance.
Moving his hips up his cock slid in my ass with a plop. He seemed to be in no hurry this
morning sliding slowly in and out. Reaching over my legs he pulled and twisted my
nipples. Twisting them and pulling hard enough to make them stand out as cones from
my chest started me moaning.
"Careful there sweetie, get too loud and the girls will hear you." Joe had a smile on his
face when he said that knowing how I felt about that. The passion continued to build and
I used a pillow to bury my face in. My hand had gone between my legs as he continued to
slowly move in and out of my ass. My clit was still sore from last night but light pressure
brought me to a small orgasm quickly. I came to realize that I liked anal sex a lot. Big
jump from a few shorts months ago when he had to spank me to get my grudging
acceptance.
He buried his cock all the way in and shot a load of cum deep inside my bowels. I
continued to finger myself to another orgasm as he finished and sat back to watch me. He
had a wry smile on his face as I came for the second time. He slapped me on the ass and
jumped out of bed, heading for the bathroom. "Get your sexy ass out of bed. Do you
smell the food? I think the girls are cooking breakfast and I need nourishment to keep up
with you." He flashed me that famous Joe grin.
"Hey, you made me this way." I pouted as I followed him to the bathroom. Spinning
around he hugged me tight and kissed me hard. "You ain't seen nothing yet honey." Was
his response with a sly wink. Washing himself I could see his cock start to harden. "I just
thought about last night with you in the backseat sucking that monster cock and look
what happens." I blushed at the memory
"Oh my god you did see the size of that thing then."
"Oh yea I did. It was amazing. You did really well considering it was too big for your
mouth." His hand was slowly stroking his cock as we talked about it. I was amazed that it
was back up to full strength so quickly after our bedroom romp. I turned and dropped
down to my knees and took him into my mouth. Even though he had washed his cock it
had a musky smell from being in my ass but I ignored it and continued. Alternating
between long slow swirls and hard sucking on the head he was ready to come again in no
time. He held my head as he came, draining his load down my throat. I licked him clean
and looked up at his smiling face.
"God woman you are insatiable. I didn't think I could do it again that quick but you are
the best." I really did like giving oral sex; it gave me a sense of power and control. That
coupled with the fact that I have no gag reflex makes a great combination for the Joe too.
"Well mister you got that monster hard all by yourself. I just finished it off. We better
get moving and see what those kids are up too." It was my turn to spank him on the butt
as I moved into the bedroom to find my nightie and robe. Getting them on I headed out
into the kitchen and was greeted with the site of both girls at the stove. I could smell the
bacon and eggs cooking. Rachael had borrowed a nightshirt from Amanda. It was pretty
short and I wished she had worn a robe with it but I wasn't going to draw any attention to
it or myself by saying something. I could see that the girls were getting along great,
laughing, giggling and elbowing each other. They both chimed a hello when they saw me
coming. Amanda brought me a cup of coffee. "Don't get any ideas mom. This is
Rachael's idea. You know I don't cook."
"Oh honey I'm sorry to break it to you but I already figured that out. I wasn't sure if you
knew what a frying pan was." She gave me a pouty smile and Rachael laughed. As Joe
sat down they served us a surprisingly good breakfast. We got to learn a lot more about
Rachael. I was right about the model thing. She had worked the runways of Paris and NY
but wanted to get into the design and business side of fashion. So she came here to live
with her sister and go to the college. She seemed to be very proud of what her sister had
done in the business world. Joe agreed with her. He said that Emily was the youngest
junior executive in the history of the company and he figured that she was slated to move
into a VP suite sometime soon.
As we finished I told the girls to leave the dishes. They had plans for Amanda to show
Rachael the town and introduce her to her friends. Fifteen minutes later they were
running out the door, knowing Amanda she wouldn't be home until dark. The house grew
quiet after they left. I cleared the dishes and Joe helped dry. When they were done we sat
in the kitchen and finished the pot of coffee. It was a nice relaxed silence as we both
contemplated the events of the previous evening.
There was no denying that everything that happened last night comprised the most
sexually exciting evening of my life. But it was wrong? What exactly constitutes wrong?
Any women in the neighborhood would assure me that giving a blowjob to a complete
stranger would be wrong. It was Joe's fault for putting me in the situation but my
behavior was wrong. I could have said no and stopped. But did I hurt anyone? The world
isn't a worse place is it? I didn't cheat on my husband, he was right there. And the fact
that he is still here with me today and the sex this morning says volumes about his state
of mind. So I can assume he is not upset with me or thinks that I did anything wrong.
The real question to ask is do I want to continue? Part of me is very scared of the
concept. Another part of me tingles with excitement thinking of the possibilities. As all
of these things rolled around in my brain I wondered what Joe was thinking. He seemed
to be reading my mind a lot these days.
"Well honey I think that we should take this opportunity to talk. I am sure that you are
thinking about the whole thing too. So let's just open up and talk about it. Right out
loud." For the next three hours we talked. Heartfelt, honest conversation, like we hadn't
talked in years. It helped me to sort out all the feelings. The naked truth is that I am a
submissive personality. Not in all areas of my life yet but defiantly the sexual side.
"I want to continue Joe. But I want it to go slowly. Can we do it that way?"
"Bottom line honey, I want to continue with this and if you do you are going to have to
trust me to make the right decisions at the right time. Part of you submitting to me is that
trust. If you don't have that trust it's OK but you have to tell me. If you do then we can
continue. I promise you that I will never do anything to break that trust."
I wasn't sure if the fluttering in the pit of my stomach was saying yes or no but, "Alright
Joe, I want to continue."
"That's great honey. How about this deal, I will lay out a few things, simple rules to
start. Things that we can have fun with. When we are going to do the Master/Slave thing
we can use a code. I will tell you that we are in session. From the time that I say session
until I say that it's done you will respond to me exactly like you did last night. You do
what I say, when I say to do it. No questions asked. Any hesitation will be punished like
it was last night."
"But other than the session times we will be who we are now right Joe?"
"Almost dear, almost exactly as we are now, with one small change. I want you to do
things that remind you of your submission to me even when we are not in session. So
what do you think? I will not continue until you say yes. Once you say yes your part of
the choice is done. Let's say six months. We will revisit your decision in six months, if
you want to stop, we will stop and go back to our normal life."
I had so many emotions running around inside. My choices were so vast. But I did love
all the attention last night, even if it did scare me a little. I know that Joe loved me and I
did trust him.
"All right Joe I say yes then."
"Alright then let's set some rules:
1. Clothes. We have to do something about your wardrobe. More skirts, less pants and
shorter skirts. Everything above the knee, say 4 inches minimum.
2. Under the clothes, no panties except for your time of the month. Bras - If you want to
wear one it has to be that half bra type like that one I bought you last Christmas. You
remember the one? I want your nipples and cunt available at all times. Also I like
stocking, garters and thigh highs. High heels are great too. Ok now let's see we have to
have an outfit for you at home. I got it. When you are home alone I want you in stocking
and garters, heels and that's all. If Amanda is home or coming home you can get dressed.
If you have to answer the door you can wear one of my shirts with your outfit, nothing
more."
"What if someone comes to the door or one of the neighbors comes over for coffee?"
"If someone's coming for coffee or something you can dress according to the rules. But
I want you to get used to being naked. I do expect you to follow the rules and you will be
punished if you don't but I want you to follow the rules with common sense. Stay dressed
or wear my shirt if you are not sure where Amanda is or when she will be home.
I promise that I will never do anything to get you in trouble or cause you any permanent
injury. Do you understand what I want? I will give you this one last chance to back out."
Nothing he was asking me to do was that far out. The dress changes would be a little bit
scary and the nudity at home would be a big difference. But overall it was nothing earth
shattering. I would have to do some shopping, so that wouldn't be a bad thing.
"When do we start Sir?"
Joe smiled broadly, "I think now is as good as time as any slut. I think you better go
change. Wear the white heels you have."
I shot up and winked at him as I hurried into the bedroom, "Yes Master." I had a white
garter and stocking set in my drawer. It felt very naughty coming out of the bedroom in
the middle of the day wearing just the stockings. My pussy was getting moist.
"Get over here and spread those legs. I want to feel that cunt." I moved close to him and
spread my feet wide. His hand slowly moved up my thigh and slipped around the folds of
my outer lips. Brushing my clit brought an involuntary hip movement down on his hand.
"Stand still slut. My god you are getting wet already." He continued to stroke my clit
until I moaned out loud at the passion he was creating in me. "Get your ass out there and
clean up the living room."
He spanked my ass on the way by and then returned to reading his paper. I found out
pretty quickly that this was going to be harder than I thought. For one I was not used to
doing household work in heels. My feet started to ache before the living room was done. I
pushed the building ache out of my mind as I vacuumed the rug. There were lots of
windows and I was very conscious of be in front of any one for too long. As I whisked
around the room my pussy remained wet. I felt uncomfortable being naked and that made
me horny. The things that happened last night were real. I had to acknowledge that my
body and mind responded to humiliation. My nipples were rock hard as my breasts
swung free.
After getting the room spotless I headed back out to the kitchen. Joe put his paper down
as I approached. "Come here and let me feel that cunt again." His hand moved directly to
my clit and he slipped a finger directly inside me. I gasped at the intrusion and ground
down on his hand. He pumped that finger in and out until my breath was ragged and I
was on the verge of an orgasm.
He stopped, removing his finger extending it toward my face, "Clean it slut." I moaned
in frustration and sucked his finger into my mouth. I could taste the thick juice as my
tongue slid around his finger. I could see his cock poking out of his robe as I finished the
cleaning. "Get on your knees and take care of me slut. You know what I like."
I dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around his cock. Being the third time he
was trying to come today it didn't surprise me that his staying power was amazing. I
pulled out all the tricks I had and it still took 30 minutes before he shot his load down my
throat.
"Oh god you are so good at that cunt. Now I'm hungry. Get that sexy ass to the stove
and make me something to eat. I came up with a new rule. I want you to take time out of
your day every two or three hours and masturbate yourself to the edge of orgasm, nothing
farther. I will know if you come."
"Oh you are being very mean now Sir." He had a wicked grin on his face. That was
going to make my life more difficult. I couldn't imagine being constantly on the edge of
an orgasm with no chance for release.
"I know aren't I? But that's a new rule and one you had better obey if you know what's
good for you." He was really enjoying himself. I threw some steaks on the grill and
hurried to get my pasta going. 15 minutes later we were ready to eat and the fire in my
pussy had not diminished.
"MMMMM. This is nice honey. You can come after dinner as your dessert. How's that
for a sweet treat?"
"Yes Sir, thank you Sir you have me so horny."
The steak was great but it was hard to keep my mind on eating with the fire burning
between my thighs. I finished as fast as I could and Joe suggested that we retire to the
living room for my show. He had me sit on the coffee table and spread obscenely wide.
He sat down in front of me and instructed me to start. I started right in on my clit and it
didn't take long until I was coming. All the sexual tension of the day spilled out in a huge
orgasm.
"Keep going slut I think you can do that again for me." He was right. I could come
again and it wouldn't be that hard for me. I slid two fingers inside and strummed my clit
with my thumb. I closed my eyes and gave into the carnal pleasure that was washing over
me. Moaning so loud it felt like I was screaming I came in such a rush and with such
force that it surprised even me. I saw stars before my eyes as the sensations rang out
across my body. I almost fell off the table as the orgasm waved over me.
"Nice job slut. If I was 10 years younger I could get it going again and fuck your brains
out after a show like that. Even after 3 times today you still you me hard. It was very
hot." The compliments were nice to hear as I cuddled up to Joe on the couch. I really
think I am going to enjoy this was the thought in my mind as I drifted into a light slumber
in his arms.
He shook me awake and told me to go get dressed for bed as Amanda might be home
soon. I was almost sad that I had to remove my 'outfit'. We spent the rest of the night
watching TV and snuggling on the couch. Amanda came home and was babbling about
her day. How great Rachael was, the fun she had. Joe suggested that Amanda and I go
shopping tomorrow for a younger looking wardrobe for me. Amanda was in such a good
mood she agreed happily. I already knew what Joe wanted me to get so I figured it would
be fun.
We went to the local mall and had a great time on Sunday. Amanda took me to all the
trendy stores and helped me pick out some really nice things. I think she was a little
shocked at the change in styles I was showing but she was really helpful. I got several of
the bras that Joe wanted for me and all the stockings I would need. I stopped twice in the
ladies restroom and played with myself. Even in a public restroom it would have been
easy to let myself come but I didn't. We got home and I modeled everything for Joe. He
approved of all the choices. We made love that evening as if the last two days never
happened. I fell asleep in his arms.
I arose early and got the morning started, coffee brewing and breakfast cooking. As Joe
left he reminded me of my duties when Amanda left for school. I headed back to the
bedroom as she left for school. Dropping my robe I masturbated before putting on my
stockings and heels. It was not hard to bring myself to the edge but it was far harder to
stop. With effort I got up and finished pulling my stockings up. Attaching the garters and
adding the heels I started my day. Stopping every two hours for masturbation I still got
the housework done. By the time Amanda came home the house was clean, my pussy
was on fire and my feet were killing me.
Joe called me and told me that he was on the way home. He asked about my day but
with Amanda hovering around I couldn't talk as freely as he wanted. When he arrived
home he took me in the bedroom and had me kneel. He pulled out his cock, already semi
hard and fucked my face. It didn't take him long to come. I swallowed his load and
zipped him back up. He had me recount my day to him while I played with my pussy. He
would not let me come as I talked. Dinner was good and the rest of the evening
uneventful till we went to bed. He crawled in between my wet thighs and licked and
sucked my pussy till I came. Plunging his cock into my sopping hole for lubrication he
rolled me over and fucked my ass to our mutual orgasms.
The days continued like that as I became more used to my role. It became second nature
to get into my 'outfit' as soon as I could. My feet and calf's became used to the heels and
the discomfort subsided. I had one memorable day with the UPS guy at the door. He
caught me by surprise and I ran for the closet. Grabbing one of Joe's shirts I headed back
for the door not knowing if he got the chance to see me in the door. By the time I
buttoned it up and got the door I was flushed. Both with embarrassment at what he might
have seen and what he was seeing now. He had a big grin on his face the whole time
looking at my legs and hard nipples. I called Joe after and he laughed at my story. He told
me that I was allowed to come if I could do it fast. I told him that was no problem as my
fingers got busy. After I came Joe told me to have a great day and hung up.
Trips to the store and out during the day were actually a great ego boost for me. For
every one woman that gave me a dirty look I would turn 5 heads of men with my outfits.
Most of the outfits displayed my nipples because of the bras that I wore and the skirts
were short enough to show a lot of leg. I did start to enjoy the attention. I even played
games with them at times. Catching them looking sometimes I would smile or just bend
over so that they could see down my blouse or the tops of my stockings from the rear.
At night Joe took me in various ways, almost always finishing in my ass. I was usually
so horny from my daily routine that I had no problem in having an orgasm from anal sex.
The slightest attention to my clit while he fucked my ass would send me off. He never
denied me orgasms during sex but I was almost never allowed one during the day. This
left me very frustrated on the days that he was too tired to take me.
Amanda spent more and more time with Rachael which left me more time to wear my
home outfit. After 3 months of my submission I felt more comfortable in stockings and
heels only than I did with clothes around the house. Joe was spending a tremendous
amount of time working on a huge deal at work. I had barely seen him for the last 3
weeks when he called me on a Friday afternoon. I could hear lots of laughter and what
sounded like a party in the back round. Joe told me that he had landed the biggest deal of
his life for the company. He told me that they were heading out and he would call me
when he was heading home, not to wait dinner for him. He told me he loved me and said
goodbye.
Amanda came home and told me that she was going to Rachael's for the night and that
they were going to a party Saturday afternoon at the new sorority that Rachael had joined
in college. After she left the house felt very empty. I ate a salad and turned on the TV.
I was dozing slightly when the phone rang. "Hi honey!!!" I could tell he was a little
drunk and the party sounded full bore in the back round. "I'm coming home soon. Is
Amanda there?" I told him that she was gone for the evening and I could tell he liked the
sound of that. "Great honey, you wearing your outfit?" I told him yes and he said the
words that I had not heard since the first Saturday that I had submitted. "Honey, we are in
session, right now. Stay in your outfit and change your playing time from every two
hours to every 30 minutes. Understand? Oh and honey, you can wear my shirt with your
outfit. We are going to have company."
"Yes Sir. I understand." I was filled with trepidation at what was coming. I had changed
back into my stockings after Amanda left, just habit. So that part was easy. I started in as
instructed. I was frightened by what I didn't know so I played for a long time before
bringing myself to the point of no return. Panting, I forced myself to stop. Every half
hour I started again and it became easier to get to that point as time wore on.
After two more hours I heard Joe's car pull into the driveway. I got up and moved
toward the door as I heard him approach. As he got closer it was hard not to panic as I
could hear other voices with him. I wanted to run for cover as he opened the door.
"Hi slut I'm home."
To Be Continued...............
