Alice's Toy Room

 

By:  Alice Parker

 

 

      "You want me to WHAT!?!?"

 

      "Come on Alice, you guzzle my cum like there is no tomorrow...  It comes out of the same hole."

 

      "I think that is a little different though."  I could not believe we were having this discussion.  On second thought... yes I could.  Ed had a funny way of sneaking up on me with crazy shit.

 

       "How about you just try a little bit of it now and if it doesn't bother you, then that is how we can christen the new house."

 

      I put my eyeliner down and turned away from the mirror.  Ed cracked me up.  Sometimes he would coax and sometimes he would order.  I think it all depended on what he thought my reaction would be.  This though, I figured he would wind up ordering me to do eventually unless I gave in first.  Thinking it was better to just try it and get the whole thing over with, I told him I would taste it.  Once his urine started to flow into the toilet, I stuck my index finger in the stream.

 

      "Use your tongue." he said.

 

      "I JUST did my make-up... you said you wanted me to taste it.... you didn't say how."

 

      He didn't get exactly what he was looking for but it was close enough to put a smug look on his face.

 

      "There now, that wasn't so bad now was it?" he asked me intently as I pulled my finger out of my mouth.

 

      "Well I wouldn't keep a gallon in the 'fridge but no, it really wasn't bad.  I still don't know if I want to let you do that though."  I couldn't believe I had just tried pee.  I could not believe a lot of the things this man was getting me to do.  And still I wanted more.... needed it like a fix.  Ed zipped up his pants and gave me a quick kiss.

 

      "Don't forget, we are meeting Frank at the new house tonight for dinner.  Are you excited?"

 

      As if he needed to ask that question.  I had been pestering him for weeks to let me go and see what he was doing to it.  He and Frank had been putting in some major time on it after work and on the weekends.  I knew it needed some work but I didn't really think it needed that much.  Ed's Aunt had left it to him when she passed.  It was a little run down and raggedy when we first looked at it, but with three bedrooms it was pretty roomy.

 

      I had no doubt that the guys could fix it up.  They were contractors and had a business together.  Between the two of them there was very little they couldn't do.  Still, it had been taking a very long time and I was getting no answers.  I knew they were spending time there since Ed would have me bring them supplies or something to eat occasionally.  I just wasn't allowed in the house.  They had gone so far as to put blinds up so I couldn't just look in. Ed had expected my curiosity to get the better of me and I didn't disappoint him.

 

      One day I sneaked out on my lunch and went over to try and take peek in the windows. I found one with a blind that had a gap between the slats and I peered in.  I saw nothing major had been done to the front room- just carpet and paint.  I was really starting to wonder what these guys were up to, it shouldn't have taken those two more than the first week to get that stuff done.  I decided to try and make my way around to the back to see if there was some kind of major over-haul to the kitchen.  I was just rounding the corner when I ran right into Frank.

 

      "What are you doing here?" we both asked.

 

      "I am here to drop off some extra paint from a job we just finished."

 

      "I just came by on my lunch, you guys have been spending so much time over here that it got me really curious.  We don't have to tell Ed about this do we?"  I didn't want to get in trouble and I was thinking that if Ed found out, I would be.

 

      "Sure we have to tell Ed.  I promised him I would let him know if I caught you snooping around." he said with a gleam in his eye.  Sometimes I had to wonder how much he knew about our sexual activities.  I sat at work the rest of that afternoon alternating between being anxious and turned on.  I just hoped I would not get into too much trouble.  I did though.  Ed didn't even use his hand that night; I received my spanking with the belt.

 

      Wondering how long it would be until I got spanked in the new house, I looked at the clock up on the wall.  I hate having to sit at a desk all day when I have something exciting to do after work.  Especially on a Friday.  5:00 hit and I peeled out the door, rushing so I could get to the new house.  I was the first one there so I waited in the car.  Any desire I had to approach the house on my own had been spanked out of me.    

 

      I didn't have to wait long until the guys pulled up with a pizza and beer.  I jumped out of the car and almost skipped over to them I was so excited.  Ed walked up to the front door and opened it.  I was crest-fallen.  It looked exactly the same as when I had been spying in the windows.  Knowing that there had to be more, I started to push my way past Ed.

 

      "Hold it there little girl." Ed said as he grabbed the waistband of my skirt, stopping me in my tracks.  "I am pretty hungry.  I think we should eat before we explore the rest of the house.  Don't you Frank?"

 

       "Oh yeah Ed, I am pretty hungry.  I think we should eat first too."

 

      Bastards!  They both just wanted to watch me squirm!  Trying to figure out a way to snoop on my own, I asked "What if I have to go to the bathroom?"

 

      "You will have to go outside."  Ed responded flippantly.  Realizing I would not win here, I flopped down on the living room floor and grabbed a beer and a slice.  I was fidgeting the whole time we ate.  Finally, after the beers and pizza were gone, Frank mentioned that it looked like they better get me outside pretty quick because I couldn't sit still.  Ed laughed.

 

      "Come on babe, it's time to see the rest." Ed said as he took my hand.  The dining room was no different than the living room in that nothing had changed since I had taken my illicit peek.  When we got to the kitchen, it had new appliances, flooring, counters and cabinets.  I could tell by the workmanship that they had made the cabinets themselves.  I complimented them on what a beautiful job they had done.

 

      "But?"  Ed asked me.

 

      "But what?"  I asked.

 

      "There was a 'but' after that compliment and I was wondering where it was going."

 

      I sighed and admitted that the 'but' was that there HAD to be more.  It could not have taken them all of that time just to do this.  Frank laughed at me and said something to Ed about him being right.  I didn't care at that point what gossipy little crap they had been telling each other.  I wanted to see the rest of the house!

 

      They took me through the rest of the house while I continued to compliment the guys on what a nice job they had done.  Finally, we got to the hallway that led to the bedrooms and I noticed something funny immediately.  There were two doors missing.  Completely gone.  Nothing but smooth wall stood where they had been.  I looked at Ed in disbelief.  Had I imagined there were three bedrooms?  I could specifically recall three bedrooms and two bathrooms in this part of the house.  One bathroom was in the master suite and had no door to the hallway, so there should have been four doors total.  All I could see was two.

 

      "Where did they go?" I asked, "I mean, what did you do?"

 

      "Don't worry about it.  Let's look at our room." Ed replied as though there was nothing unusual about two rooms disappearing completely.  We had toured the house before the guys started working on it, but it had been awhile so I didn't know for sure which doors were missing.  I was so busy trying to work it all out that I barely paid attention as we inspected the master bedroom and it's private bath.

 

      After what felt like an eternity, we walked over to the only other door in the hallway.  I noticed there were two holes drilled into the door.  It looked like they were going to put a name plate up, like in an office.  It struck me as being very odd in a home.

 

      "Okay Alice, cover your eyes." Ed said then quickly added, "Never-mind you will only try to peek.  Frank, would you cover her eyes?"

 

      "Sure" Frank said stepping forward and covering my eyes.  It made me a little uncomfortable.  He had never been that close to my body before and I could feel a sexual tension there.  I tried to ignore both it and the fact that I was getting wet.  I heard Ed open the door and he guided me into the room.  It seemed to me that we had walked farther than we should have when we stopped.  Ed turned me so that I would see the area we just walked through.

 

      "Go ahead Frank, let her see." Ed said sounding very pleased with himself.

 

      Frank's hands came away from my eyes and I the first thing that struck me was all of the eye-hooks.  They were everywhere it seemed, all bright and shiny.  I saw the tilting table and the saw horse.  Cabinets that looked like the ones in the kitchen hung on one wall that had it's own counter.

 

      I turned to look behind me; I noticed a cage and an old-fashioned stockade.  I was standing next to a pillar that stood where the wall had been.  I could not believe my eyes as I saw another set of pillars that obscured very little of the view into the bathroom.  I walked toward it looking at what he had done.  He had ripped out the tub but added a huge shower that had three of it's walls made of clear glass sheets and very little brass framing.  I think the only reason he even bothered to encase the shower was to prevent splashing.

 

      At that moment, I realized Frank was standing right fucking there.  I wanted to die of embarrassment.  There I was standing in this emporium of perversion, my whole sex life completely exposed to someone who was not my lover.  Worse still, he had worked on the room and knew it intimately.  I looked at Ed and simply said, "Frank."

 

      "Yes honey, Frank has put in a lot of work here and I think it is time that you thank him for it."

 

      My chin dropped.  I started shaking my head no and backing away.

 

      "Yes Alice, come on... you know you want to try it... here is your chance."

 

      "Ed, I can't do it."  I cried "Fantasizing is one thing but this is very different.  I just can't do it."  I was starting to get angry.  He embarrassed the shit out of me and now he was putting me on the spot.  He never forced things on me like this.

 

      "Yes you can."  he said.  I didn't care.  I was going home.  I only got two steps before I heard him speak again.  "Alice, stop.  Take your clothes off."

 

      I stopped in my tracks and hung my head.  I could not believe he was giving me the command.  I have thought back on the situation as a whole on several occasions, trying to figure out what made me feel bound to the stupid rules we had agreed upon.  I am only able to come to one conclusion: I wasn't able to admit certain things I wanted to do, if I could blame the entire situation on Ed, then I did not feel responsible.  The old 'he made me do it' defense, put on for a Judge and Jury comprised only of me.

 

      "What are the rules Alice?"  Ed asked when I didn't immediately strip.  The question prompted me to turn toward him.  My jaw was clenched, my nostrils were flaring and my eyes were on fire.  Ed liked to refer to it as my 'Lady Death' look because when he got it; he knew I would gladly have killed him if I thought I could have gotten away with it.  "I am waiting Alice." He said ignoring the look.

 

      "The rules change when I am naked." I huffed.

 

      "And....?"

 

      "And I can never refuse to take my clothes off."

 

      "Very good slut, now be a good girl and take your clothes off.  I assure you that Frank gets annoyed more easily than I do."

 

      My jaw still clenched I began angrily taking my clothes off.  I might have to do it but he was going to know I was not happy about it.  As soon as my clothes were off, Frank bellowed "On your knees whore!"

 

      I was shocked.  I had never hear Frank use that tone of voice.  I sank to my knees immediately on to the cold hardwood floor.

 

      "You should keep this cunt naked all the time"  Frank commented.

 

      "The more I pump her full of cum, the better she behaves.  I have just been tired lately with working on this house so much."  It was true.  I hadn't been getting it at the usual pace which was admittedly a contributing factor to my impatience with the whole process.

 

      "Well bro' we should have done this sooner then."  Frank was really freaking me out.  We had always gotten along, I thought he liked me well enough.  Now it sounded like that wasn't the case. "You know how these sluts are Ed, if they misbehave in front of you, imagine what they do when you aren't looking."

 

      I felt my own wetness starting to run down the insides of my thighs.  I was trying not to, but God I was getting hot.  The array of large items in the room alone was overwhelming.  No wonder these guys had been at it for weeks.  Frank took a riding crop out of the cabinets and started walking around me, talking about what a tease I had been to him and how he had been looking forward to this for sometime. 

 

      Grabbing me by the hair, Frank jerked me up violently and shoved me toward Ed.  I was told that even a stupid slit like me could figure out what to do.  Ed was standing next to the stockade with it flipped open and waiting for me.  I put my hands and head in the proper grooves and gasped when Ed not only closed it, but padlocked it as well.  Frank tossed the crop to Ed who started smacking my ass with it.

 

      Frank was rummaging around in the cabinets while Ed continued to use the crop on my thighs and ass.  Suddenly he stopped and bent over to spread my cunt lips.  I was hoping he wasn't going to do what I thought he was, but he did.  He smacked me square on my clit.  I didn't know if I wanted to cry or cum but I was about to do both. 

 

      "Come here a second Frankie."  Ed called out as Frank crossed the room with what looked like a ring gag in his hand.

 

      "Holy Hell" Frank said in an astonished voice.  "You told me the bitch got wet but I didn't realize she would get THIS wet.  I thought you were bull-shitting a little."

 

      "She just gets worse once she starts to cum."  Ed helpfully offered.   

 

      "I gotta see that."  Frank exclaimed.  "First I want to make her cum, then I'm gonna fuck her like the whore dog she is."

 

      Ed burst out in laughter and told Frank to hold up a second he had an idea.  They conferred together by the wall for a minute or two and then they both started laughing.  Then Frank said, "Shit Ed, I'll wait a little if you want to do that now." 

 

      "Why not?  No time like the present."  Ed stated as he strolled toward me casually.  I did not know what these two were up to, but I was sure it was no good. The stockade was unlocked and opened.  I stood confused by what was happening.  They just got me into it and now they were going to stop?  My clit was still throbbing and no one had gotten off.

 

      Frank left the room and came back with a zip-up hoodie.  While he was grabbing that, Ed got a leash and a collar from the cabinets.  I was seriously starting to not like this idea- whatever it was.  Ed put the collar on me and attached leash while Frank tossed the hoodie at me, simply instructing me to put it on as well as my shoes.

 

      "You may have something on slut, but don't think that you are above the rules.  You have your leash and collar on and if you misbehave I will take this away." Ed advised as he tugged on my only article of clothing.  I could tell that it barely came to the bottom of my ass.  I had to look ridiculous in my collar, heels and a hoodie.  Thank God it was just past dusk; at least the darkness would help cover me a little.  I was hoping they were going to take me to a secluded woods or something but we headed toward town instead.  My stomach started to knot.

 

      Frank pulled into the parking lot of a chain pet store and said he would wait in the car while we went in.  We had a good view into the front of the illuminated store so he wouldn't be missing much.  Ed got out and tugged on my leash but I resisted.  I was NOT about to let people see me like this.  There were not many cars in the lot but there were still some, and that was too many.  Going from the house to the car had been bad enough.  Loosing patience, Ed grabbed the zipper of my hoodie and started to pull it down.

 

      "No, no, no, no, no.  I'll go Ed, I am sorry, I will go."  They weren't teasing.  They were going to actually make me do this.  I had really hoped they were just trying to scare me.

 

      "You're right your ass is sorry."  Frank said as he pushed me toward Ed.

 

      Ed led me by my leash into the store.  I blushed harder with each step.  The guy working the register looked like he could not believe what he was seeing.  An older woman with a shopping cart rounded the corner to go to the next aisle and did a double take with a disgusted look on her face.  Ed took me to the machine that makes tags and put some cash in.  He picked out a brass dog bone and told me what to type in for the name.

 

      "Ed, no, please.  Let's just go."  I looked at him with pleading eyes.

 

      "That look is only making me want to fuck you right here.  I want you to do it.  Start typing."

 

      I took a deep breath as I typed it out.  w h o r e   d o g.  We waited until the machine spat the tag out.  I thought that would be the end of it.  I should have known better.

 

      "I think this looks great!"  Ed proclaimed loudly.  "What do you think?  You like this?"  Ed asked the clerk as he walked toward the register with my new tag thrust forward.  The kid couldn't have been but 16 or 17 and he looked like he was about to faint.

 

      "Uh....yeah...uh...I mean it looks alright."  The poor guy was not sure what to say.

 

      "Don't be nervous, she loves this shit.  Look"  Ed said as he lifted the front of my hoodie exposing my very wet pussy to the boy.  "Spread those lips for him slut."

 

     I wanted to die of embarrassment but it was also turning me on.  I had to wonder what exactly was wrong with me that I would react that way.  Reaching down, I pulled my twat open to display it.  I couldn't believe it was me that was doing that.   I felt like I was in a trance.  The clerks eyes started bulging out of his head as he stared.  My whole cunt was a mess of wetness.

 

      "Hey, I have an idea!"  Ed said cheerfully.  "You can't get many benefits around here... you want to put the tag on this bitch?"

 

      "I can?"  The clerk's voice squeaked out, then trying to be cool he said in a deeper tone "I mean sure."

 

      Ed told me to get on my hands and knees and to crawl around the counter to the clerk.  Keeping my leash in his hand he followed and told me to sit.  He handed the clerk the brass tag.  The clerk fumbled a bit when he put it on my collar since he was so flustered.  Once the tag was on, Ed told me to give the nice man a kiss.  I didn't think Ed wanted me to stand up since he had not tugged on my leash, so I leaned forward and kissed the part of the clerk's thin work trousers that were covering his cock.  I heard him groan and saw a wetness spread on the khaki fabric of his pants almost instantly.

 

      Tugging my leash, Ed told me it was time to go and that I could get on my feet when we got to the outer door.  The clerk just stood and watched as I crawled out of the store.  When Ed and I got back out to the car, Frank was sitting there jerking on his cock.

 

      "I can't believe that stupid bitch just did that shit.  I am ready to fuck her right now."  Frank said through the open car window.

 

      "Sounds like a good idea!"  Ed opened the door to the back seat and pulled me in behind him.  He took his prick out of his pants and shoved my face toward it.  Frank got out of the car and standing outside the open car door; he shoved his dick into me as hard as he could.  I knew it was dark and we were mostly in the car but it did not change the fact that we were in a store's lighted parking lot.  Frank started smacking my ass as he fucked me.  It didn't take either one of them very long to cum since they were both pretty excited from my humiliation.   

 

      Frank came first since he had just been beating off and he was letting himself go soft in my pussy.  I was still slobbering on Ed's cock when he saw the woman from inside the store head toward her car.  The positions we were in said everything.  The woman instantly got on her cell phone, looking even more disgusted than before.  Frank wisely decided to leave since he was sure she had called the police.  Getting caught was the straw that broke the camel's back as Ed started spewing cum in my mouth.  It didn't strike me that I had the cum of two men inside me until later.  I was still in shock from my experience in the store.

 

      When we got back to the house, I told Ed that I had to go to the bathroom.  I had been holding the beer I had with my dinner for sometime. 

 

      "Good.  Since you were such a smart ass by asking about it at dinner, you can go outside.  Hoodie off."  Ed told me in a very matter-of-fact way.

 

      I looked at them both; they seemed like they had an agenda and I didn't really feel like I had a choice.  It was do as they wanted or try and hold it, making myself miserable.  I unzipped and removed the hoodie, no longer so concerned about being naked in front of Frank.  We started toward the door that went to the backyard.  I noted that they had put up privacy fencing which made me sigh with relief.  I had a shy bladder and I had no idea how I was going to go with Frank standing there looking at me, let alone the whole neighborhood.

 

      "On your hands and knees as soon as we hit grass whore dog."  Ed said actually using my new 'name' for the first time, bringing back the humiliation I felt at the pet store.  We got to the end of the cement patio and I got on my hands and knees like the dog they were trying to turn me into.  I was led to the middle of the yard and told to sniff out a spot.

 

      Now I can take a good joke and all, but this shit was really getting to be ridiculous.  I was reminded that the situation was not supposed to be comedic when Frank smacked my ass and told me to get going.  I started sniffing around on the ground until I thought they were satisfied and I squatted.  I tried to relax.  I tried to focus on Ed.  I tried to think about rivers and waterfalls.  It just was not happening.  Finally I covered my eyes and tried to think about being somewhere else.  Like a bathroom stall.

 

      "Open your eyes!"  Frank demanded, making me jump, but Ed stopped him.

 

      "No dude.  Just let her.  She has a hard time sometimes.  I'll be impressed if she is even able to do it at all.  We'll work on it.  I told you she can take  time."

 

      Just hearing that my peeing would impress Ed seemed to loosen up the muscles that had been preventing me before.  I started going hard and fast.  I tried to keep my feet as far apart as I could get them but I still splashed a little on my ankles.  I can't believe I was even concerned about it at all.

 

      "Wow!  You did it! You are such a good girl!"  Ed said as though he were training a puppy.  He was genuinely impressed though, I could tell.  "Alright, lets go back in unless you have to..."

 

      "NO!" I snapped, causing both men to erupt into laughter.

 

      I figured the rules hadn't changed so I went back toward the house on hands and knees until we got back to the patio.  Ed took off my leash but left the collar on.  He told me I could relax but not put anything on.  Frank said he was going to make a run to the store to pick up a few things since the beer was long gone.  I suspected it was really just to give Ed and I some time alone.  Once he pulled off, Ed sat down on the floor and patted the spot next to him confirming my suspicions.  I had such mixed emotions about everything that had happened.  I knew Ed was about to help me out with that.  He always did.  Putting an arm around me he drew me into him.

 

      He held me for a minute and stroked my hair without saying anything,  Finally he spoke up, "You okay babe?"

 

      "No, I mean yes, I mean I am pissed but I am not hurt.  How could you do that stuff to me?  That was so embarrassing!"

 

      "You need to start getting over your modesty.  I figured that was good way to get you on the right track fast."

 

      "And Frank hates me."  I started crying hard, I was pretty distraught over-all.  I had a lot to process.

 

      "Frank does not hate you honey.  He adores you, but he is more stern than I am.  He isn't used to dealing with a sassy little bitch like you."

 

      He always did this to me; I started laughing despite how upset I was.  I could be a handful and I knew it.  "You won't let him be too mean will you?"  I asked looking up at him.

 

      "I made him let you keep your eyes closed didn't I?"

 

      It was true.  Frank had never gotten out of line, he just surprised me with his demeanor.  I thought for another minute.  "I am still upset about the pet store." I said flicking my shiny new tag.  I don't even know why I bothered to mention it.  He always used the same argument.  It was one he would continue to use for some time.

 

      "Tell me it didn't excite you, making that kid cum in his pants.  Go ahead, I feel like calling you a liar."  So he had noticed it too.

 

      "It excited me, but it embarrassed me too Ed.  I thought I was going to die when that lady saw me to begin with, but then when she saw us going at it in the parking lot..."

 

      "Don't worry about that hag.  She was probably pissed that no one has done that shit to her."

 

      Somehow I doubted that, but it was possible.  People don't tend to be what they seem.  Me?  I seem like a nice girl.  A good girl that would be a fun fuck or so I have been told.  But really, what I like goes a bit past fun sometimes.  I am sure the people at work would shit their pants if they knew half of the things I like to do.

 

      "I want you to take some vacation time when you go in on Monday.  Do you think you can get the next week off?"  Ed asked me changing the subject.

 

      "I think so... I don't know of anything major coming up.  Why?"

 

      "You don't worry about it." Ed said as he pinched my ass.  "We are moving in tomorrow."

 

      I wasn't bothered by the short notice.  I had most of our stuff packed up and ready to go since I expected the house to be done weeks ago.  Just then we heard a car door slam out front.  Frank came in with a couple bags of stuff from the store and set them down as soon as he got in.  I jumped up, grabbed the bags and went to put the groceries away.  Not out of obedience though; as soon as I walked into the kitchen, I put the bags down and pressed my ear right to the door.

 

      "Was she crying?"  Frank asked, he sounded a little concerned.  I recall thinking my nose must be puffy.  Either that or the front of Ed's shirt was still wet.    .

 

      "Yes," Ed sighed, "She was worried you don't like her and we HAVE pushed a lot on her today.  She is just about done for tonight."

 

      "She better get used to it if we are going to get her ready in time.  I think she'll be alright.  What about you?  Are you ready now?  I know I'm about to bust and watching her didn't help much."

 

      I picked the bags up and started rushing to put things away.  It sounded like I was about to be summoned.  I was wondering what all of this getting ready business was about.  Suddenly I heard Ed yell "Slut!"  I ran out to the living room.

 

      "How much was there to put away?"  Ed asked sounding cross.

 

      "Not much."  I said replied.

 

      "Then what took so long?"

 

      "I was trying to decide where to put the chips and stuff.  You guys made sure I have a ton of places to put things."  I was really hoping I was going to get away with it.  I wasn't up for a big dramatic spanking.

 

      "We confused the stupid bitch with too much space- go figure."  Frank sounded pretty proud of himself.  He should have been, they had done a beautiful job.

 

      Ed grabbed the leash.  He clipped it back on my collar and pointed to the ground.  I got on my hands and knees and I was taken back to the huge room they had created.  Ed grabbed a vibrator out of a cabinet, which made my eyes narrow immediately.  I had been looking for it and some other things I thought were missing when I was packing.  He told me I must have lost it up my ass.  What a bastard!  He didn't take much stuff, just enough that I noticed.  The ring gag was new, so I figured he must have been shopping too.  Either that or Frank had pitched in.  I had a feeling I was going to be seeing a lot of him in this room.

 

      Ed took me all the way back to the shower.  I recalled him talking about christening the house that morning.  I thought to myself  'Oh God.  He's gonna let Frank do it too.'  I was disgusted but my pussy still started to drool anyway.  My body always accepts things before my brain can.  Ed saw the look on my face as he opened the double doors into the shower and just smiled at me smugly.  They sat me down in the corner and I was handed the vibrator.  I opened my mouth to protest and I saw the eyebrows of both men shoot up.  Thinking better of it, I shut my mouth and started doing what was expected of me.

 

      I turned the vibe on and put it on my clit.  It didn't take long for me to work up to an orgasm.  I hadn't cum yet that evening and although I was still a little upset I have to admit I was still turned on.  The moment Ed saw the signs that I was about to get off he nudged Frank.  They fished their cocks out of their pants and as I peaked they started pissing, aiming for my open and panting mouth.  My first orgasm had not yet receded, when another one burst upon me.  There I was being drenched in pee;  getting it in my mouth and I was cuming again.  I felt like such a filthy whore and I was surprised by the fact that I was liking it.  The guys finished pissing and Ed took the vibrator away from me, which sucked because I was just about to get off again.  I was told to get dressed and and get ready to go home, which gave me hope for more orgasms later when we were alone.

 

      In the meantime, Frank crossed the room and opened a drawer.  He pulled out a cordless drill and a brass plaque with some screws.  Frank handed it all to Ed.  He was just about to start mounting the plaque on the door when I called out from the shower, "Ed?"  They both turned to look at me.  "I am supposed to put my clothes on but I am covered in pee."  I stood there with my soggy leash and collar in my hand.  There was no soap in the shower and no towels to be seen.

 

      "So?" Ed said.

 

      "So can I at least take a shower?  It would be nice to rinse off."

 

      Ed looked at me and said flatly, "No." which caused me to stomp my foot in protest.

 

      "We have got to work on her manners."  Frank said to Ed.  "You don't want her acting like that for the party."

 

      Ed looked back and me and said "You're right.  You may as well tell her about it now so she doesn't pester me."

 

      As I got dressed Frank told me that my vacation week was going to prepare me for our housewarming party.  I was shocked when Frank said, "Ed says you won't let any women around.  I keep telling him that it's not really your choice but he wants to humor you for some reason.  So either you play hostess alone or you have another bitch in the house."  Oh... Ed had filled him in on a lot.  They were using my territorial nature against me.

 

      "You aren't planning on turning me into one of those bitches with an ice packed pussy are you?"  After the crap they had done to me that evening, the idea of 'hostessing' wasn't as intimidating as it would have been earlier that day.  Ed finished mounting his plaque and had been listening intently for my reaction.  Both men started cracking up at my question.

 

      "No, it won't be like that."  Ed said  "Now come look at this" as he pointed toward the plaque.

 

      It said 'Alice's Toy Room'.  Not Ed's not Ours, not The, it said Alice's. For once, I was speechless.

 

      We said goodnight to Frank and Ed rode home with me.  We got caught at a red light and I couldn't contain my curiosity any longer.  I had to ask him, "If it won't be like that then what will it be like?"

 

      "What?  The party?"  He knew exactly what I was talking about.  He loved to tease me, much to my consternation.  I nodded my head in assent.  He pointed up to the green light and simply said "Just drive."