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The Spanking Couples Femdom Cocksucking Contest
Chapter 1: The End of Slavery
It had been two months since Debbie had been sold into sexual slavery with Beth, and she was becoming very depressed. She had thought that she wanted to be a full time sexual slave to a dominant woman. And, she now is serving as a pussy eating, sexual slave to her friend, Beth. And, her best friend, Marion, was also serving similarly to another friend, Jacki. But, things were not as they seemed.
Debbie found the thrill of the chase was more fun than the result. Oh, she still liked occasionally licking and eating another woman’s pussy and asshole, but she also found that she missed being on top, too. She was getting depressed, and Marion appeared the same. Every time Beth and Jacki had a joint session with their slaves, both Debbie and Marion appeared to be less enthusiastic than before. And, it was apparent to both Jacki and Beth. They, also, were spending more time with their male slaves, Ron and Bill, than their females. And, the two females were also spending more time chained in the punishment pillory because they lacked enthusiasm.
Finally, after about two months of sexual slavery, Beth announced that Jacki and Marion were cumming to visit tonight. And, there would be a decision forthcoming. This scared Beth. She was becumming more dominant each day. Debbie was not afraid of Beth. She was afraid of what type of “decision” would be made later today. And, she was very sore. She had been bent over in the punishment pillory since late last night, when she could not get Beth to cum with her tongue. Her heart was not in it, and it showed in the results. Beth was pissed, and Debbie knew it. This scared her to death.
Finally, the time had come. Beth released Debbie from the pillory, but did not attach the normal wrist and ankle cuffs. She was simply instructed to follow her upstairs to the Play Room. Debbie was surprised when she walked in. She expected to also see Jacki and Marion, but Ron and Bill also were both there. And, she saw three long rods sticking out from the fireplace. ‘Oh, my god! Those are Branding Irons.’ Debbie thought to herself. ‘She’s going to brand us tonight.’ She was now more scared than ever.
“OK, slaves, shut up and listen.” Jacki ordered to them all. “It has become evident that both Marion and Debbie are not happy with this relationship. I don’t know why. But, the time has cum for us to ‘Shit, or get off the pot.’”
“I agree.” Beth added. “Debbie, you are one of the most unenthusiastic slaves I have ever had the displeasure to know. You used to love to be a sub. But, something has changed. And, you have become a very boring lover. It’s apparent that this relationship must change. And, I am more concerned about it ruining our friendship in the future.”
“Same applies to you, Marion. If it weren’t for your former hubby, Ron, I would never cum. You too have become a very boring sex slave. This is something that must change tonight.”
“Just then, their friend Suzy walked in with her sex slave, Denise. Denise was once again dressed as a French Maid. Debbie had never seen Denise wearing anything other than a French Maid’s outfit. “I see you have started without me. Oh, well, we will discuss that later.” Suzy said. “And, it looks like the irons are ready. Please proceed.”
Debbie knew exactly what Suzy meant by ‘And, it looks like the irons are ready’. She was now really afraid that this was not going to be a good night.
“Slave Marion,” Jacki began. “The time has cum for you to decide if you are going to be my friend or my sexual servant. So far this experiment has been unsuccessful. You have not cooperated very well, and as a friend I have hesitated to force you to comply. Slave Denise is a very willing sexual slave for Mistress Suzy, but both you and Slave Ron have not been as pleasing to me.”
“Slave Debbie,” Beth added. “You can take Mistress Jacki’s dissatisfaction with Slave Marion and multiply it by 100 for me. This must change tonight. So, tonight we have invited Mistress Suzy to attend a special Commitment Ceremony. You and Slave Marion must either commit to be our slaves full time, as you were ordered by the Femdom Weekend Court, or else. This also will include Slaves Ron and Bill. If you weren’t personal friends, there would be no option. However, I have told Mistress Suzy that you two are not working out well as Full Time Slaves, and she and the Femdom Weekend Court have taken it under advisement.”
Mistress Suzy then stepped forward. “But, first, let’s get this ceremony started. Slave Denise, I have received special permission from the Femdom Weekend Court to make you my full–time Slave for Life. But, since it is a lifetime commitment, you must voluntarily agree. If you do not, our relationship is hereby terminated. Do you agree? If so, please indicated as such by stripping naked, getting on all fours, and turn your ass towards the fire.” Slave Denise immediately stripped off her French Maid’s outfit, fell to her hands and knees, then turned her ass to the fire.
Mistress Jacki spoke next, repeating the same statement and questions to Slave Jacki. Before Jack could answer, Mistress Beth said the same thing to Slave Debbie. Both Debbie and Marion looked at each other, and for the first time their eyes began to sparkle.
“Mistress Beth, permission to speak?” Slave Debbie replied.
“Permission Granted,” replied Mistress Beth.
“What will be the consequences if we say we do not agree?” Slave Debbie asked.
Suzy waved her hand at both Beth and Jacki, and stepped forward once again. “Slaves, as it was explained earlier, this is a voluntary statement. However, by order of the Femdom Weekend Court, it also is a Circumstance Decree that permits slaves to make a life changing decision and commitment. The choices are two: First, you can agree to become a full-time Slave for Life, or you can leave the program. Refusal means that you will not be allowed to attend next year’s Femdom Weekend Retreat. But, it also means that your servitude to Mistress Beth or Mistress Jacki will be terminated immediately. You will be asked to leave and to never return to any future Femdom Weekend group activities. What happens with your relationship with Mistresses Beth and Jacki is between you and them.”
Marion and Debbie looked at each other. Both looked puzzled, and then Marion stepped forward and spoke first. “Mistresses, all three of you were my personal friends before the Femdom Weekend Retreat, and I would like that relationship back if you want me back. Therefore, I respectfully decline your offer to become your full-time Slave for Life, and request that we become personal friends again. I truly miss your friendship.”
Debbie immediately concurred. “Exactly what Marion said. Beth, you were set up by me during the Femdom Weekend Retreat. I thought that I wanted to be your sexual slave long term, but the past two months have proven me wrong. However, I will, from time to time, want to lick your pussy and eat your ass, but not every day and not when I am not in the mood. Therefore, I also respectfully decline your offer and request that we become personal, and occasionally sexual, friends again.”
Suzy, Beth, and Jacki each looked at each other, and began to smile. Then, both Jacki and Beth dropped to their knees, crawled over to Debbie and Marion, and looked up at their former sex slaves and newly acquired friends. Together they both said, “Offer accepted. Now, open your legs and let us seal the deal with our tongues.”
Just as Debbie felt Beth’s tongue penetrate her pussy lips and Jacki felt Marion’s enter her vaginal canal, all four ladies heard a blood-curdling scream from Slave Denise. Then, a second scream. Just as they were about to cum, Debbie looked up and saw Denise turn her butt around. And, she was sporting a bright red brand on both her ass cheeks that said “This ass belongs to Mistress Suzy”.
After receiving their first orgasms in nearly two months, both Debbie and Marion then dropped to their hands and knees and returned the favor to their new found friends, Beth and Jacki. After all four had received a healthy cum, and with their juices still dripping down their legs, Suzy stepped forward again.
“Well, that takes care of the ladies. Now, how about Slaves Ron and Bill.”
Debbie spoke first. “Well, since I am no longer a member of the Femdom Weekend Society, I therefore, reclaim my husband Bill as my legal husband and part-time sexual slave. Bill, your first command from your wife and part-time Mistress is to pay homage to our good friend, Beth, by fucking her in the ass right now.”
Beth heard the news and immediately dropped to the floor on all fours, lowered her face to the floor, stuck her butt high in the air, then reached around with both hands and pulled her ass checks away from her rosebud. “Bang away, and make me scream!” Beth replied.
Soon Ron was doing the same to Jacki, while Debbie and Marion were receiving rim jobs from Beth and Jacki, respectively. By nights end, all were thoroughly eaten, rimmed, and fucked. Only then did Debbie and Marion admit that they probably were Femdom Switches – Femdom's who occasionally liked the bottom. Beth and Jacki also admitted the same. Only Suzy was a pure Domme, and only Denise was a pure slave. And, both Beth and Jacki also admitted that some of the trouble each had with orgasms while getting serviced by their friends was that they knew down deep that their friends were unhappy. That ruined everything. They enjoyed the mutual pussy eating much more than the forced servitude, and were delighted that the situation was back to normal.
Chapter Two: Cocksucking Contest Idea
Several days later, Debbie was sitting at home at the breakfast table as usual – naked from the waste down, drinking coffee while her hubby slave was eating her pussy – when there was a knock at the door. Debbie immediately ordered Bill to answer the door, even though he was buck naked and sporting an erection.
“Well, did I interrupt anything?” Marion asked her friend as she walked into the kitchen. She then saw that her friend was sitting there naked below the waste, and both her pussy and Bill’s face were covered with her juices.
“Just having my coffee,” replied Debbie. “Want some?”
“I’ll have just what you’re having,” Marion answered as she dropped her jeans and panties to the floor. She then crawled over to her friend and began licking her pussy.
“You know what to do, Bill,” Debbie ordered.
“Tongue or cock, ma’am?” Bill asked as he walked up behind Marion.
“That rock hard cock, of course,” Marion replied. Soon both ladies were feeling no pain.
About 15 minutes later, both Marion and Debbie were sitting at the table, sipping coffee, with juices dripping from their cunts. Bill was busy finishing the morning dishes, still naked, but now sporting a limp cock.
“Have you ever entered a cocksucking contest?” Marion asked her friend.
“Hell, yes, I did it all the time back in college,” Debbie replied.
“Ever had to pay a penalty if you lost?” Marion asked.
“What are you really asking?” Debbie responded.
“Well, look at this ad I found on Craigslist this morning.”
Marion slid a computer printout to here that said:
“Femdom Cocksucking and Spanking Party this weekend. For F/m couples only. Losers get spanked by winners. No singles or F/f couples. All participants must be D&D free.”
Debbie smiled. “I wonder what the rules are.”
Marion replied that she had already asked that question, and was waiting for an email response in her ‘Yahoo Mail’ account. They discussed several options, then Debbie told Marion she could use her computer to see if there was any response.
Marion’s luck was running good, for there was a response. The email explained that the contest would be an erotic modification of the old party game, Musical Chairs. Only, everyone would be naked. Each man would be tied to a chair with his erect cock facing the women. The women would begin circling the men while a song played, and when the music stopped the ladies had to find a cock and begin giving their best blowjob. The option for the guys was be the last to cum, and for the ladies was to make her man cum first. The guy who blew first would be declared the first round loser, and the all the cocksuckers were to stop sucking immediately – saving the remaining guys for the next round. The cocksucking lady who made her man cum would get to whip his cock with a small pussy whip. If two guys blew at the same time, both would be declared first round losers and receive the cock whipping from their respective cocksuckers.
During the second round, the ladies would circle again until the music stopped. However, the guy that lost in the first round was now considered a penalty cock. Whichever lady stopped at his cock would be declared the first female loser. She would then be forced to sit on his lap, force his cock into her pussy, then her hands would be handcuffed together behind him and the chair back. She would remain in that position until the winning couple was decided.
The rounds would continue until all but one of the guys had blown his load, leaving one winning Femdom and one winning male sub. If more than one guy blew during a round, there would be multiple male and female losers for that round. Once the winning couple was decided, all the losing cocks and cocksuckers would be released from their chairs, only to take turns tied over a spanking bench. Each would then receive penalty spanks with a paddle (ladies) or cane (guys). Each losing guy would be spanked by the winning one, and each losing lady would be spanked by the winning lady. The number of spanks would be determined by the reverse of the finishing order, and all spanks would be administered to the bare butt only.
After reading the email, both Marion and Debbie were stroking their pussies with their hands. They both agreed that unless the guys objected they would joint in the fun. And, they also thought a good side bet was in order. The first of their guys to blow would get ass fucked by the other guy while his Femdom wife would have her ass strap-on fucked by the winning guy’s wife. They could not wait for the contest nite.
Chapter Three: Trial Run
Later that nite, Debbie and Marion were having dinner at Marion's house in the typical fashion. Both ladies were "clothed", while their cuckhold husbands were naked. Ron was only wearing an apron since he was doing the cooking, while Bill was only sporting a rock hard cock while serving the wine. As soon as Ron announced that dinner was served, both ladies stripped from the waist down and took their positions at the table. Both guys then crawled under the table to begin their meal -- hot pussy. Both guys knew that if their lady did not cum before the end of the main meal, there would be punnishent time to endure later in the evening. (That will occur anyway, but failure to make her cum only adds to the penalties).
During the mealtime conversation, the ladies began discussing the pending Cocksucking Contest that they had enetered. And, naturally, both ladies professed to be the best cocksucker in the world. Each boasted that when that contest was completed, the other would be serving as her slave. And, the conversation became heated about the same time as their pussies were getting heated.
Eventually, Marion, the more agressive of the two, boasted that "It will be cold day in hell when I can't make a man cum faster than you, slut!"
This got the reatcion that she was seeking: Debbie was about to cum from the pussy eating she was receiving, and was also getting pissed listening to her friend boast. She knew she had to do something fast or Marion would be bragging to everyone how much better she is than Debbie when it comes to one of the most basic female sexual skills.
"No way, Jose! I can out perform you any time, any day, any where." she boasted.
"OK, prove it!" her friend replied.
Debbie was now in a box -- she had to back it up or forever live with Marion's boasting. But, she had no idea about how to do it effectively. She knew that her cuckhold hubby, Bill, has more staying power than Marions male slut, Ron. She she did not want it do be decided by those two unless she got to blow Ron. Marion also knew these facts and would never agree.
"What do you propose?" Debbie asked.
"Well, we could have our own contest right now," Marion answered. "And, you know that I will win that contest."
"Yea, but that's only because Ron has a sissy dick," Debbie replied. "What if we switch partners. You blow Bill and I blow Ron? Winner is first to get a mouthful of cum."
"No way," Marion answered. "Maybe we need some impartial 'judges'. Hey, how about this: There's an adult bookstore about five miles from here with gloryholes in the back. Maybe we can arrange with the owner to have a cocksucking contest at that bookstore. He could supply the cocks. We will be inside the booths and will never know who we are blowing. The contest will be timed. Whoever collects the most cum in a selected time period wins."
"Interesting," Debbie replied. "Other than bragging rights, what does the winner win?"
"More importantly," Marion said, "What does the loser lose? How about the loser becomes the winner's sex slave for the next 24 hours?"
"What about the boys?" Debbie asked.
"Good point. How about this: The losing cocksucker and her mate become the sex slaves for the winner and her mate for 24 hours. The losers will remain naked, collared, and handcuffed at all times while in sexual slavery. And, anything goes that does not draw blood or leave permanent marks. Typical play scene stuff."
Debbie was now in deep thought. Just the thought of having Marion and her hubby totally naked and at her becon call for 24 hours sounds great. Oh, the posibilities. But, what if she lost. She did not enjoy serving Beth, and she probably would equally hate serving Marion. But, she also knew that she was backed into a corner. Any refusal now and she would have to listen to Marion bragging about how chicken she is for quite some time. And, Marion would always be reminding everyone that she is a better cocksucker than Debbie. Yep, she had no choice but to accept.
"OK, you're on. When and where, and what are the rules?" she replied.
Chapter Four: The Gloryhole Contest
'How did I get talked into this?' Debbie thought as she was kneeling inside an Adult Bookstore gloryhole booth. It was hot, dirty, there was cum all over the walls and floor. Her knees were sticking to the floor. She had her mouth aimed to one side at a gloryhole, but her backside, was aimed at another hole in the opposite wall. She knew that she could get a dick up her ass or pussy while she was sucking a dick, and because the contest was timed she could not stop sucking once a dick was presented. Then, she looked trough the hole in the back and saw the back of Marion's ass. She relaxed and realized that her backside was covered by Marion, and visa versa. Now, how many filthiy, disgusting cocks would she have to suck to win this silly contest?
Suddenly, the door opend, and she saw the owner of the bookstore, a tall blond lady who looked like a butch dyke. Running this place probably took a special person to survive.
"Ladies, and I use that term loosly," the bookstore owner explained. "By mutual agreement, the rules state that the winner will be determined by both how many cocks get sucked to completion, and how much cum is collected, during the next hour. After each load is depositied in your mouths, you are to turn to your friend (Bill or Ron) and spit the load into a collection cup. Each cock sucked clean will be worth one point. Each once of cum will also be worth one point. The winner will be the cocksucker who collects the most points during the next hour. It is now 11 PM. The contest will end at Midnight. And, I have two collars, two leashes, and two sets of handcuffs for the losers. May be contest begun!"
Suddenly, the door closed, and there was a big, black cock and balls starring Debbie in the face. She looked to Bill and said "Suck on his balls while I work on his cock.
Quickly Bill and Debbie were working on the biggest cock she had ever seen. And, she could hear moaning from the booth next to her. She knew that Marion was probably in the lead, and she needed to use all her skills. She used here lips, fingers, and toungue to the best of her abilities. She even asked Bill to reach through the hole and finger the ass of the cock's owner. Soon she felt it begin to spasm and she received the biggest load she had ever received. She could not catch it all in her mouth, and some of it dribbled down her chin and onto her tits. When he was done, she spit the load into the cup Bill was holding, then whipped the cum from her chin and tits and deposited it into the cup. Let the games begin.
Marion, located in the ajoining booth, was working 'hard' herself. Her first cock was a small one from some whimpy white guy. She knew it would be a fast blow, but it would not have much cum. She needed to suck more cocks if her supply was all white guys. She was afraid that all the black guys would go to Debbie, for she had long blonde hair and was the prettier of the two. More of a 'trophy wife' that the hunky black guys like to fuck. Sudddenly, the whimpy white guy erupted into her mouth. But, it was a disappointment. Not much there. She spit what there was into the cup, but she needed much more than that if she were to win this countest. She did not know it yet, but Debbie was now leading based on the size of the load that she just received.
"Five minutes until midnight, girls!" the bookstore manager yelled. "I've got two sets of handcuffs, collars, and leashes to be awarded soon. Give it your best 'shot'!"
Both Debbie and Marion were sucking away. Both knew the contest is close, but neither knew how many cocks or how much cum the other had collected. Suddenly, Debbie, with a cock about to cum, heard "Time's Up! Stop your sucking now and present your cum." Debbie felt the cock protruding into her booth suddenly pull back, and the door was opened. She walked out and saw a chalkboard that was serving as a scoreboard. The totals read " Debbie, (Booth 1) 16 cocks, Marion (Booth 2) 17 cocks. That was it. Debbie was now trailing Marion by 1 point on number of cocks. Now, how much cum had each girl collected?
Debbie watched patiently as Ron presented the cum covered cup for Marion. It was weighed on a small kitchen scale, and the needle stopped at 24 ounces. "Not bad for an old broad!" Marion boasted. Now it came down to Debbie's cum collection. Bill placed her cup on the scale, and Debbie closed her eyes afraid to look.
"Ah, shit!" She heard Marion yell. Suddenly, she heard two clicking sounds. She opened her eyes and saw the scale's needle stop at 26 ounces. Debbie had won by one point. She had earned the title of "Best Cocksucker" from her friend, and now had both Marion and Ron handcuffed in sexual slavery for the next 24 hours. She and Bill both reached for their now cum covered clothes, put them on even though they were now smelly and sticky, then grapped the two leaches dangling from Marion and Ron's collars. "Slaves, let's go home." Both Marion and Ron knew better than to ask for their clothes. There was nothing in the rules that prohibited Forced Exhibitionism, and it appeared that Debbie planned to parade them both in naked public en route to their house.
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