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Motel Weekend
Part I - Friday
It was the morning of our upcoming weekend; we were heading to PA to visit Mary, a female friend of ours for a weekend of kinky fun. It was actually going to be a weekend of kinky fun for my wife, Mistress Jennifer and Mary, as I was to serve both ladies all weekend long.
“Alison, Go get these last bags into the car and wait for me.” Spoke Mistress
Jennifer
I did as I was told. It seems Mistress Jennifer was already into the weekend, as she called me by my scene name, Alison. You see, I am a cross-dressing bi slut under mental chastity. I have always been this way, and Mistress Jennifer knew all about this when we met. Our sex life had been pretty regular, playing when we both had the time and having sex often. This changed though a few months ago when we met Mary at a play party.
Mary was with another couple, but not tied down so to speak. She is of
Chinese and Philippine decent, with the sexiest bald head I have ever seen
on a woman. She is about 5’5”, slim, tattoo’s all over and a great demeanor. She was submissive with the couple she came with, but turns out to have a very creative Domme side as well. Mistress Jennifer & Mary instantly clicked. That night at the party while I was tied up, Mistress Jennifer & Mary had intimate sex well into the morning hours. I had no idea about any of this, until the way home from the party as Mistress Jennifer teased me with the details. She also lay forth how things were going to be now, now that she would be getting semi-regular pussy.
“ALISON! Are you paying attention to the road!?” Shouted Mistress
Jennifer
“Yes, Mistress, sorry Mistress, I was just thinking about what you may have in store for me this weekend.”
“You won’t find out if we don’t get there. Pay Attention!” “Yes, Mistress.”
Thinking about all the details of the beginning of our weekend must have distracted me. But I shall continue, as this weekend would become the weekend where I am finally broken down, degraded & humiliated to the point where I am nothing but a worthless slave.
We were already into PA, maybe had an hour or so to go. To keep me awake, Mistress Jennifer kept placing her 4” stiletto knee high boots on the dashboard. All I could think about was being under them. Besides her boots, Mistress Jennifer had on Cuban backed thigh-highs, a black garter belt, black skirt and a sexy top and coat. She looked and always looks amazing. For the record, she is 5’8” with large breasts and an athletic physique with a little extra in all the right places, some of what originally drew me to her 3 years ago.
“We’re almost there, Alison. I shouldn’t have to say this but will to make sure you are completely clear. This is MINE & Mary’s weekend. You will be in complete service to us 24/7. You will eat, sleep and act when we instruct. You will listen to every command, and respond without exception. As you know, you will also NOT be cumming!”
That last line always stuck out in my mind. By now, after her little talk, I was of course rock-hard and knowing that release was nowhere in sight. My mental chastity started shortly after the two originally met. It first started with a number of different chastity devices but because of my larger cock, we could never get any of them on me properly. So Mistress Jennifer suggested that we try doing this mentally. So far it has worked. We have a lot of trust in our relationship and if I wanted to continue having her trust,
she would trust me to report on my chastity situation. Before we started this, besides from sex with Mistress Jennifer, I would masturbate daily, usually after waking up. Now, while I was allowed to masturbate, I wasn’t allowed to cum and was to report to Mistress Jennifer daily on how many times I came close, if there was pre-cum and what I did with it.
We finally pulled up to the motel we would be staying at. I got out of the car, checked in, and came back to the car to drive to our room. We were able to park right near our room which I thought would be helpful if Mistress Jennifer needed me to leave the room dressed. I got out, and opened Mistress Jennifer’s door and than the motel door before going back to get our bags.
Mistress Jennifer, allowed me to rest a minute or two before ordering me to shower and do a last minute shave of any remaining body hair. I was told that if she or Mary found any body hair I would be heavily disciplined.
I showered thoroughly and removed all the hair I could see or feel. When I exited the bathroom, my French maids outfit was laid out on the bed. Mistress Jennifer didn’t need to say anything, I knew to get dressed. As I dressed, Mistress Jennifer was setting up our collapsible steel dog cage in the corner of the room.
First came my under garments, black back seamed sheer thigh-highs, a black garter, black panties and a black bra. Inside my bra went fake boobies, and I adjusted the panties so my erect cock would fit properly. Next I put on the black with white frills maids outfit, followed by my frilly white petty coat and white apron. Than my 5” black patent stiletto pumps, complete with metal heels and locks that I clicked close, locking the shoes to my feet. I
was pretty used to walking in them and have become much better on my feet for long periods. I than got up, and went to the bathroom to apply my makeup and wig.
The makeup Mistress Jennifer has picked out for me was a skin matching cover-up, black eyeliner, and bright red lipstick. I than affixed my jet-black wig, did some last minute touchups, put on my white elbow length opera gloves and studded collar and left the bathroom for inspection.
“It’s about time! Mary should be here by NOW! She is meeting me in the restaurant. You will be disciplined later for taking so long. It’s a good thing you at least pass inspection the first time around or you would have been an unhappy girl. Put these on and get into your cage.”
I was shaking slightly as Mistress Jennifer had a hard hand when it came to discipline. I put on the adult depends diaper she gave me and crawled into the cage.
“You best behave yourself or I may just leave you locked in that cage all weekend.”
And with that she left the room. Would she really keep me in here all weekend? I was worried by this statement. I mean, I am 6’9” when standing up, and with the 5” heels, I didn’t exactly fit that well in the XL dog cage. I fit, but it was tight not much wiggle room. Thankfully she didn’t tie me up in the cage, as that would have made lying down difficult. I was able to lie in down the fetal position, which was slightly better than kneeling, but with the cramped quarters I had to keep adjusting myself. There was also a small empty dish in the cage with me, and even that was taking up extra room that would have made getting comfortable easier. I really wish she had left me some water; I was starting to get thirsty.
As I lay there, wondering how much time had passed, the need finally came to relieve myself. I was really kicking myself now for drinking all that water on the drive here. I am grateful that Mistress Jennifer at least gave me the diaper so I wouldn’t soil my maids outfit and cause the room to smell. I hadn’t peed my pants or in this case a diaper in 20 years so it was tough to
tell my brain to start, but when it did I erupted with the yellow fluid. And while the diapers did a good job, I knew that if I had to pee some more, the
diaper would be saturated and start leaking. Also, if Mistress Jennifer didn’t return soon, I might be forced to drink my own urine to quench my thirst.
Oh, Mistress Jennifer, please return soon, I said over and over in my head.
I woke up not even realizing that I had dozed off. I had no idea what time it was and even forgot where I was for a second. The room was very dark, but that didn’t help me decipher the time. To make matter worse, I had to pee again.
Just as I was about to relieve myself again, I heard the key jiggling in the lock, I glanced up the best I could from my fetal position to see Mistress Jennifer and Mary walk through the door. It looked as if they had been drinking some after dinner and were making out all the way to the bed. I prayed she would come over and free me or even just gave me a clean diaper and some water, but they both ignored me and laid down on the bed continuing to make out. I wanted to speak up regarding my situation but feared that if I did, I really would be in the cage all weekend, and as I bad as
I felt now, the feeling would be worse after another day of this.
I still had to pee and quietly lifted my maid’s outfit some just incase my diaper leaked. I even put one of my gloved fingers to my pee to taste it to see if it would be an option for my growing thirst. It wasn’t terrible, but might be if it were in a larger quantity.
I also tried to get back to sleep so time would pass, but Mistress Jennifer and Mary were past just the making out and I could hear them going down on each other. I wouldn’t be surprised if other rooms heard these to Goddess’ screaming in ecstasy. I was happy and jealous that Mistress Jennifer was enjoying herself so much, but she deserved it, and should always be this happy.
They carried on for what seemed like hours and finally fell asleep together. I however couldn’t get back to sleep, but think I may have dozed off a few times if only for a short time. My body was stiff, my diaper was full, my mouth was parched beyond belief and Mistress Jennifer and Mary were sound asleep together in the bed. My predicament was uncomfortable, but Mistress Jennifer seemed happy, and I learned earlier in my life as a slut slave that my feelings are unimportant and the happiness of my Mistress is all I should be concerned with.
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